#oh u don't think that character would want to give up agency

[grandwretch]

oh God another day another violent urge to scream "what kind of kink you like is not a beholden to a certain personality type" while whacking people with an empty plastic bottle

#oh u don't think that character would want to give up agency #oh gee if only there was a kind of submission that was about letting yourself get taken care of #if only service doms were a thing #Oh WAIT #tired of this 'oh they don't experience kink the same way I do so it must not be in character' shit #also u don't think a character who never had a parental presence wouldn't enjoy having clear and defined rules from someone they trust ? #you think they wouldn't appreciate not having to make decisions for once? #I can promise you the venn diagram of ppl who were parentified kids and ppl who are subs is very nearly a circle

[herwritingartcowboy]

I really like your writing style and i just saw your post asking for some bungou stray dogs × reader so can I ask for a fanfic that follows anime's plot but with an addition of reader who doesn't hv a love interest but hv some moments here and there with all the characters. If it's not possible to write such a big one can u do one where dazai and reader and chuuya gets into a poly relationship after the port mafia and ADA sends those 3 on a Mission together like old times. Sorry for being greedy and requesting two but even if u could do even one of them I'd be reallllyyyyy happy. Also can the reader be fem? Gn would work too.

No problem I will be abel to do you second request but will tag you for the first one when i get it done.

But Thank you @stygianoir for the help with this them of the story.

Fandom: Bungou Stray Dogs

Character(s): Dazai, Chuuya

Warning(s): X

Readers Gender: Gn

The three of you haven't been on a mission together since Dazai left the Port Mafia.

And when he left you all thought that you three would never team up but here you all are. From what each of you were informed that the Armed Detective Agency and the Port Mafia had a same rival group and you three were all open they had decided you three should team up and take down the threat.

At first you had no problem with taking down the threat but when you heard you were teaming up with Dazai and Chuuya, you loved the two as you all three had been in a secret relationship for a good while now. But you hated working with them as all they do is argue amd you already have to hear that all day but now during work, nope you are not gonna do it.

You three have been task on taking information from the base of the enemy's. But that base is in Tokyo Japan so now here you are posing as an Geisha as Dazia cheered you saying that you looked more beautiful than ever. As he even tried to get a quick peak under only to be met with a kick by Chuuya , which he dodge. But Chuuya came up to you telling you to be careful, "No worries ain't my first time doing this".

The three of you knew that the boss comes around to red district themed place a lot so you know he would love to see a pretty face. So in a sense you would be doing more of the work but Dazai and Chuuya would be there to look on and make sure nothing happens.

The boss came straight to you when night hit as he had wanted to make small talk with you. As you laughed and smiled at him even grabbing onto his arm making the man blush.

But from the side lines your boyfriends were there just watching with anger wanting this mission to end. But as the night went on and with the man drunk he had wanted to take you somewhere.

"Oh sir I don't think they will let me leave with you" "Nonsense", he said smiling as he grabbed your arm and rushing out not even giving you time to grab some weapons but you were sure Dazai and Chuuya would have your back and they did as the followed the both of to the bosses base.

The man took you into his luxury room as he went on about the Ada and the Port Mafia as he was stealing money from the both of them. "And for them to think they can trick me by sending you", he said making your eyes widen as he explained he knew your plan fron the beginning. The man quickly grabbed a knife charging towards you. But as you took your battle stanz he was kicked down by Dazai who you hugged with a smile on your face. "Oh darling I wasn't going to let that man touch you" "Thank you Dazai but let's get the information and go-where is Chuuya?" "Oh him he is down stairs taking down the back up".

You smiled as you knew the two would have your back. You three left as know you three had felt that the mission was too quick. "Want to go get some drinks" "With you wearing that no way" "What's wrong with it" "What Chuuya is trying to say is that your hot body would make men and women drool all over you" "But free drinks".

Let's just say that night you had to drag the two back to the hotel room you are all sharing with them passed out on the bed. After changing into something more comfortable you laid in the middle of the two men as right away you felt amrs all around you.

Maybe doing missions with this isn't so bad.

#bungo stray dogs imagines #bungou stray dogs x reader #dazai osamu x reader #bsd chuuya x reader #chuuya nakahara x reader #bsd dazai x reader #dazai x read x chuuya #chuuya x reader x dazai #gn reader

[karamazovanon]

Smerdyakov: 1,2,3 and 12 (for the character ask thingy)

(character ask game!)

AHHH SMERDYAKOV MY BELOVED THANK U 4 ENABLING ME TO RANT ABT HIM.

1. Why do you like or dislike this character?

oh man WHERE TO FUCKING BEGIN. he!! he's such a smug little shitlord and it's one of my favorite dosto psychological archetypes, a character who feels so different from everyone else & so isolated that they end up feeling better than everyone (e.g. smarter, like smerd's bit about the creation myth) while also worse than everyone (e.g. smerd's deep insecurity about his social standing esp compared to his brothers, idolizing ivan). he's just the Are you tired of being nice? Don't you just want to go ape shitt? meme a little bit. also he's just a weird little control freak. i love my lil bouillon boy.

2. Favorite canon thing about this character?

FAVORITE is hard omg. i really love that he plays guitar and sings in falsetto........ he's just a little guy!!! and the line. the fucking line. "I exterminate my life by my own will and inclination, in order to blame no one." what a raw fucking line. and such a concise statement of pavel as a character, who spends the entire novel fighting to exercise his free will and establish his agency as a human being in the eyes of everyone around him through any means possible, and then he only finally gets the power he wants so badly by weaponizing the societal perceptions of him he hates so much (at first fyodor pavlovich only gives half a fuck about him when he starts having fits, then later on he gets away with murder by affirming their views of him as epileptic/weak, stupid, cowardly, "just a lackey", etc etc ive ranted abt this before). smerdyakov get behind me. he did nothing wrong

3. Least favorite canon thing about this character?

i mean. it's gotta be the killing small animals as a child right. like we can agree on that. that's not cool baby pavel. (to be fair though. it's also interesting symbolically as a reflection of his power struggle throughout his lifetime—even as a kid he was looking for creatures with even less power than he so he could feel like he was in control of something for once, which then turned to obsession over food, arguing with his father/master, murder, etc. Wish he didn't have to kill cats about it though !)

12. What's a headcanon you have for this character?

oooooo hmmmmm. this probably doesn't count as a headcanon but i do want him and katya to talk shit about ivan just once. i just KNOW they'd get his ass. also not to be predictable but i absolutely hc him as gay and not even in the im just making everyone gay bc i am way, in a 100% serious this-is-a-valid-interpretation-of-the-text way. i just think his utter lack of interest in women, alienation from society, insecurity about being Born Wrong, distaste for religion (esp. how illogical it is), etc is so very gaycoded. also that line about fyodor pavlovich offering to set him up with a girl to marry: "'Perhaps you ought to marry some girl, do you want me to find you one?' But this kind of talk would only make Smerdyakov turn pale with annoyance, and he would not reply." (tr. mcduff) like that was me on thanksgiving when my aunt asked if i had a boyfriend yet im sorry!!

#THANK U FOR THE ASK <3 THIS GOT SO MUCH LONGER THAN I MEANT FOR IT TO MY BADDDD #im just obsessed w him. every single aspect of his character is so symbolic and deep & this is why i love dosto &classics in general so muc #literally everything is so so intentional. and all the parallels he has with the other brothers make me BONKERS #okay rant over i might be late to class now oops #anonasks #tbk #the brothers karamazov #pavel smerdyakov #smerdyakov #idk what my tagging system is atp #anon ask game #i will do more in a bit......there are some RLY good ones in my inbox so far yall always send the best prompts muah

[caelanglang]

ive noticed that everyone seems obsessed with fem skk and all that so allow this ask to be a breather. im gonna tell u about my newest bsd fanfic idea!!! i mean, i have other ppl to tell it to as well but they're not invested into bsd like i am. this is more or less a small passionate rant from an author so there's rlly no need to make this into one of ur inbox sketches or anything like that but i don't mind it if u do lmao

ok ok so i LOVE pretty much any humanoid creatures who primarily prey on humans (vampires, zombies, etc.) and now ive been thinking about the possibility of a zombie apocalypse au that's kinda kunikidazai based in which kunikida and dazai were separated from the rest of the ADA but still use their office as a shelter in hopes that they'll find their way back and be reunited. everything is normal up until dazai literally dies from blood loss after being attacked by zombies and kunikida, unable to simply toss his coworker's corpse into the ocean or smth even though he KNOWS he's gonna turn, decides to bring him back to their shelter and barricade him into a spare room. the next day, he wakes up to a now zombified dazai growling and scratching at the door, trying to get out. at this point, it's like a rlly good delve into his ideals and morals, and how far he'll go just to ensure that no one he cares about gets hurt/killed + it gives him a moment of irrationality in his otherwise logical mind. he should've gotten rid of his body, he should've left him behind and not have brought a massive burden on himself but he CARES!! it's evident he does even in canon in one of the light novels so i need to make more content for that.

anyways, days pass. he feeds dazai raw meat from his own rations, believing that it'll calm his friend down until he can find or make a cure for him to bring him back. and then he meets ranpo, the sole survivor of the other group of ADA members (yes, even yosano. zombies are undead and aren't close enough to death for her ability to work on but it's like a rlly fine line) ranpo, in short, is rather jaded. he lost his friends and even the person he viewed as a father figure. when he moves into the shelter in the office, he's reasonably upset by kunikida keeping what he likes to refer to as 'dazai's walking corpse' in a spare room that they could easily put to use now. they argue, ranpo says there isn't a cure and that kunikida should just let him go, kunikida asks why, and then ranpo presents The Glasses™, puts them on, then tells him the truth. there is no cure. he'd be the first to know, other than the creators themselves. once kunikida is stubborn enough to still keep good ole zombie dazai around, ranpo states that he doesn't want him eating their rations if he insists on feeding him. there is still a way to feed him, however. cut to them finding the nearest dead body and then tossing it into dazai's room and hearing him feast on it. not a good day for kunikida's values, that's for sure. oh wait hold on did i mention that i also want kunikida to make a endless supply of ammo with his notebook just in case he encounters danger (that would be cool, but he'd probably try to limit his notebook page usage)

ive also considered adding chuuya and akutagawa, as they got stranded when it happened and have been wandering around by themselves for awhile now. i feel like the cast of characters would be an interesting combination, plus they all have connections to dazai and are all upset about his current condition (to some extent). also chuuya could look at ranpo and go "you're that one punk from the agency that trapped me in a damn book!" cue him almost actually punching ranpo this time but kunikida stopping him somehow. everyone's abilities would be so good in a apocalyptic setting though. rashomon tearing into zombies long before they reach them, or for the tainted sorrow crushing hordes of them in emergency situations. great stuff

i haven't decided on the ending yet becuz there are a lot of contenders. kunikida could make a cure, or he could finally decide to deal with dazai, or they could all get zombified, or maybe he could just leave dazai stuck in that room forever while he, ranpo, and the others find a different place, becuz the ADA and PM are no more.

thank u for reading this rant btw! i enjoyed writing it

— dream

It was a wonderful read :)) Thanks for sharing this! I love love the idea of the bsd assemble set in a zombie apocalypse with their abilities intact! (manga spoilers// similar to the bram's vampirism but not induced by an ability kinda) There's so much to work with in that tbh, a lot of adventures and action and cool combos~

And I love the idea that it centers on Kunikidazai with Kunikida not wanting to leave Dazai behind ;w; I think it really fits them well. I remember reading an adorable webtoon similar to this—two best friends getting caught up in a zombie apocalypse, the main character tries to survive as a human and his best friend becomes a zombie that for some reason is not aggressive or attacking (protective bf troupe lezgooo) It's a very cute one, though I lost track of it's update TwT)) sorry if the comparison might sound offensive! It wasn't my intention, I just really like those kinds of troupes in apocalyptic settings hhhh /gen

Whatever route you choose for the plot, I'm sure it would be fun :)) I'm cheering you on for this au! I just hope you don't take the evil angst route /j

#thanks for dropping by! and i appreciate you letting me know theres no need to make a sketch out of it i really do #i would love to but #the weekend is ending and work is gonna bite me back in the butt im aksjdhalkg #this is a very big brain au tho #i'm glad you had fun ranting it out here! i'm cheering you on with whatever you plan with it #inbox #bsd au

[discotenny]

Bungou Stray Dogs Characters as Awful Pick Up Lines Womp womp womp. 9 min after valentines, woopssssss Warning: some suggestives and some with fem implications

Armed Detective Agency

Osamu Dazai

Oh my ideal weight? You on top of me

Is that a mirror in your pocket? Cause I can see myself in your pants

You must be yogurt because I want to spoon you.

Atsushi Nakajima

Have you been covered in bees recently? I just assumed, because you look sweeter than honey.

I must be in a museum, because you’re a work of art.

You’re so beautiful that you made me forget my pick up line.

Doppo Kunikida

I’m writing a term paper on the finer things in life, and I was wondering if I could interview you.

I’m really glad I just bought life insurance. Because when I saw you, my heart stopped.

Damn, how can you be hotter than the bottom of my laptop...

Ranpo Edogawa

I've lost my teddy bear! Can I sleep with you instead?

I'm a detective. How about I investigate you tonight?

You must be a campfire. Because you're super hot and I want s'more.

Junichiro Tanizaki

Excuse me, I think you have something in your eye. Never mind, it's just a sparkle.

Are your parents' bakers? Because you're a cutie pie!

You look so familiar. Didn’t we take a class together? I could’ve sworn we had chemistry.

Akiko Yosano

You look great and all, but do you know what really looks good on you? Me.

If I had four quarters to give to the four prettiest women in the world, you would have a dollar!

You know what you and planet earth Earth have in common? You’re both getting hotter each year.

Yukichi Fukuzawa

I always thought happiness started with an ‘h,’ but it turns out mine starts with ‘u.’

If I were a cat, I’d spend all nine of my lives with you.

Be mine, it's meow or never

The Port Mafia, The Guild, and Fyodor Dostoevsky Below

Port Mafia

Chuuya Nakahara

I don't think I want children, but I wouldn't mind refining my baby making techniques with you

Can I borrow your lips?

I love my bed, but I’d rather be in yours.

Ryunosuke Akutagawa

I’d love to wake up next to you in the morning. Because everything about you is good.

Your hand seems pretty heavy. Let me hold it for you.

I didn’t think I believed in love at first sight, but I seem to have made an exception for you.

Ichiyo Higuchi

Hey, I noticed you noticing me. So, I just want to put you on notice that I noticed you too.

I think the only way you could possibly be more beautiful is if I got to know you.

I don’t know which is prettier today—the weather, or your eyes.

Motojiro Kaji

If you were a chicken, you'd be impeccable

Are you a long structure used to restrict the flow of water across rivers and underwater streams? Because daaaaaaam!

You must be nitroglycerin. Because you’re dynamite.

Michizo Tachihara

Do you like pancakes? Well, how about IHOP on that ass

If you were a burger at McDonald's, you'd be the McGorgeous

I wanna put my thingy into your thingy.

Gin Akutagawa

Hi, I just wanted to thank you for the gift. (pause) I’ve been wearing this smile ever since you gave it to me.

If you were a taser, you’d be set to ‘stun.’

(Holds out her hand) Hey, I’m going for a walk. Would you mind holding this for me?

Ogai Mori

Let’s commit the perfect crime. I’ll steal your heart, you steal mine.

You know what they say behind every successful man there’s a woman, but if you wanted to switch positions I am with that too.

If you let me borrow a kiss, I promise I’ll give it right back.

Sakunosuke Oda

Nice dress. Can I talk you out of it?

Stop, drop, and roll, baby. You are on fire.

Was that cannon fire, or is my heart pounding?

Ango Sakaguchi

Would you grab my arm, so I can tell my friends I’ve been touched by an angel?

I seem to have lost my number—can I have yours?

Hi, I’m writing a phone book, can I have your number?

The Guild

Francis Scott Key Fitzgerald

I'd like to take you to the movies, but they don't let you bring in your own snacks

You must be a bank loan, cause you’ve got my interest.

Hi, I’m Francis. Do you remember me? Oh, that’s right—we’ve only met in my dreams.

Lucy Maud Montgomery

I’ve got 1-ply, I’ve got 2-ply, but all I really want is your re-ply.

Are you a camera? Because every time I look at you, I smile.

Are you a magician? It’s the strangest thing, but every time I look at you, everyone else disappears.

Margaret Mitchell

Is your name Earl Grey? Because you look like a hot-tea!

I hope you know CPR, because you are taking my breath away!

You know what you would look really beautiful in? My arms.

Nathanial Hawthorne

Do you want to commit a sin for your next confessional?

I wasn’t always religious. But I am now, because you’re the answer to all my prayers.

It says in the Bible to only think about what’s pure and lovely… So I’ve been thinking about you all day long.

John Steinbeck

Do you have a Band-Aid? ‘Cause I scraped my knee falling for you.

You must be exhausted, because you’ve been running through my mind all day.

Are you from Tennessee? Because you’re the only Ten I See.

Mark Twain

I hear you're looking for a stud. Well, I've got the STD and all I need is U

Are you a mirror? Cause you look so fucking hot rn

Go ahead, feel my shirt. It’s made of boyfriend material!

Louisa May Alcott

Are you a 45-degree angle? Because you're a-cutie!

I’m no mathematician, but I’m pretty good with numbers. Tell you what, give me yours and watch what I can do with it.

Did you invent the airplane? Because you seem just Wright for me!

Edgar Allan Poe

Can you do me a favor? I need you to take down my number.

Are you Greek? Because you look like a goddess.

No wonder the sky is dark—all the color is in your eyes.

Fyodor Dostoevsky

Fyodor Dostoevsky

You’re like a fine wine. The more of you I drink in, the better I feel.

If being sexy was a crime, you’d be given severe punishment.

If beauty were time, you’d be eternity.

#bsd #bungou stray dogs #bungo stray dogs #bsd x reader #bungo stray dogs x reader #bungou stray dogs x reader #bsd atsushi #bsd dazai #bsd kunikida #bsd ranpo #bsd junichirou #bsd yosano #bsd fukuzawa #bsd akutagawa #bsd chuuya #bsd higuchi #bsd tachihara #bsd gin #bsd mori #bsd odasaku #bsd ango #bsd fitzgerald #bsd steinbeck #bsd twain #bsd poe #bsd fyodor

[kaitsawamura]

would you like to stay forever?

SUMMARY⎮   Sparring with Pro Hero Kirishima Eijiro in his private gym at his home doesn't seem like a bad idea if you don't count the fact that you really, really like him.

STATS⎮ minors do not interact, 18+ ⎮  Rating: M (for mature)  ⎮  WC: 5525  ⎮   Pairing: Pro Hero Kirishima Eijiro x Fem!Reader  ⎮   Tags: Aged Up Character(s), Friends to Lovers, Sparring, Smut, Fluff, Age/Experience Gap (if you really squint)  ⎮  AO3

NOTES⎮  Thanks to @spacelabrathor​ for listening to me scream about this and to @some-kindofgnome​ for fueling my Kiri fever dreams.  Yes, that title is based on a Mulan quote. This whole fic was based on THIS POST and Kirishima seemed like the perfect character for this pwp.  Hope y'all enjoy!  (Also please for the love of God, click on the banner to see in HD if you’re on mobile, it looks so much better lol)

It was Saturday and even though you’re on your way to becoming a Pro Hero, you can think of several things you’d rather be doing with your one day off than going to Kirishima Eijiro’s house to spar.  But here you are pulling into his driveway, going over combat moves in your head as if your life depended on it.  They weren’t really serving their purpose which was to distract yourself.  Kiri had offered up his personal gym, encouraged you to stop by with one hand in his pocket and the other rubbing the back of his neck as if he was nervous.  

A couple of his friends had already taken him up on the offer.  You were the only one he’d offered who hadn’t come over yet.  He had texted you a couple of weeks later saying he was starting to take it personally…  and then immediately texted with a laughing emoji just to clarify he was only giving you a hard time.  It brings a smile to your face now as you remember it.  Yesterday he had also clarified it would just be the two of you if you were self-conscious sparring in front of other people.  You’d have the whole place to yourselves.  Like that should mean something.  Which it did.  It does , you realize with butterflies growing in your stomach.  Kiri doesn’t need to know that though.

The two of you had been toeing around something since you had been hired at Fatgum’s Agency a year ago.  Neither of you had made a move.  Kirishima, the Red Riot, was a big Pro Hero and while you took pride in your quirk, it didn’t hold a coin to some of the others you’d come in contact with.  It had surprised you when Toyomitsu had brought you on.  But he had mumbled something about “liking your spunk” and that he thought a teleportation quirk would be a useful one to add to his agency.  The first day you had shown up, Kiri had immediately caught your eye.  Not for the obvious reasons.  Obvious reasons being the fact that he was climbing the Pro Hero charts or the fact that he had a dynamically interesting quirk or that at twenty-five he was already built like a brickhouse. 

Those were all valid reasons, yes, but what had pulled you in was his smile and his genuine interest in you outside of your quirk.  But he was just like that you had quickly discovered.  He knew everyone’s coffee order and what they liked for lunch.  He knew when to push and when to back off.  He knew when to talk and when to listen , knew when he still had a lesson to learn.  The kids flocked to him.  Even now you’re still entirely convinced that’s actually his quirk, getting people to like him.  It’s not a difficult thing to do though.

Your brain stutters back to the present when a text notification pings from your cell phone as you sit in Kiri’s driveway, picking at non-existent lint on your gym shorts.  The cute ones you’re still convincing yourself were your only clean pair and that’s the only reason you wore them.

KIRI : i saw u pull up, u gonna come in or what 😂

Had he been waiting for you to get there?  You tapped out a quick response, one that hid the little flip in your stomach at the thought: creeper, you were watching for me lmao

Response bubbles immediately flash on your phone screen but you’re angling out of your car and shutting the door before he can reply.

Somehow, this house fits Kiri perfectly.  It isn’t big.  You had seen pictures of other top-ranking Pros’ houses.  Enji Todoroki’s house, for example, was fucking ridiculous.  But even without a massive floor plan, Kiri’s house is nicer than any you’d been in for some time.  Clean, straight lines and lots of windows.  In fact, you can see straight through the floor-to-ceiling windows out to his backyard when you reach the front door.  Is that a pool ?  Kiri had tons of fun showing pictures at the agency; it was a well-deserved investment for his already multiple years of service as a Pro.  The pictures hadn’t done the place justice though.

Kiri comes to the door, throwing it wide open with a huge grin that shows off his sharp teeth.  You ignore the way your mouth goes dry as he drags you in, babbling on like an excited little kid at you actually coming.

“I really thought you were gonna back out!  I mean, that would have been fine, of course.  I just can’t see the point of having the whole place to myself all the time.”  He’s irresistibly cute, walking around showing you the living room and the kitchen and pointing out to the backyard where, yes, there is indeed a pool.  “You can come over any time and use that too if you want!”  You thank him, warmth pooling in your stomach at how incredibly nice he is.

“Uh, we should probably get in the gym.  I have… stuff to do later,” you finish lamely.  You don’t have anything to do later but very quickly you’re realizing how far out of your depth you are here.  The familiar beginnings of the head over heels fall is washing over you in steady waves.  But you’re coworkers and the thought of coming to work every day and having to see his adorable face and not doing anything about it is almost making you nauseous.

“Oh, yeah, it’s just down the hallway,” he rumbles, leading the way and you follow trying and failing miserably to calm the nerves flashing through your veins.  You’re here alone with Kiri , the man you’ve been crushing on since you’d started working with him a year ago.  And now your stupid brain isn’t just thinking about what it would feel like to run your tongue along his teeth or how his hands would feel between your legs.  No, your stupid brain is thinking about what Kiri looks like when he first opens his eyes in the morning.

Your one-track mind is not getting any help, especially when Kiri walks through the doorway of the gym addition and immediately proceeds to pull his shirt up and over his shoulders and tosses it to the side.  Shit.  His back muscles ripple with the movement and when he turns to face you, it’s heart-wrenchingly obvious that he has no idea the effect he’s having on you.  He has to know .  Doesn’t he?  From your end, it seems wildly obvious that someone as good-looking as him should know .  

You glance around, eternally grateful for the fact that the gym is also attractive.  Floor to ceiling windows span two of the walls here as well and there’s a large set of French doors leading out to the yard.  You find yourself actually in awe when you get a better look at the landscaping.  It’s so green .  There’s a small patch of lawn but the rest is just artfully arranged native flora and fauna.  Violets, tulips.  Huge hosta plants.  And cherry trees heavy with their signature sakura blossoms.  

“Kiri, it’s beautiful!”  He comes to stand beside you, looking out the French doors as well.

“You like it?  I guess it is pretty nice, huh?”  You glance up at him, your chest expanding on a lurch looking at his smile.  You’d never noticed before but he has a light dusting of freckles across his nose.

“Yeah, really nice.”  You look out again, letting the silence grow until it feels like the most comfortable thing in the world.  After what seems like an eternity Kiri clears his throat, rocking back on the balls of his feet.  “What are you thinking for today?”  The question leaves your lips and you’re immediately regretting it; your stomach flips again when Kiri looks at you like you’re prey.

“Close combat, hand-to-hand combat.  You did mention a while ago you wanted to strengthen that, right?”  You throw your head back, rolling your eyes, and groan.  The two of you make your way to the center of the mat.

“Yeah, I mean, I’d be scared to take me on too,” Kiri says, large hands on even larger hips.   He isn’t as tall as some of the other heroes at six foot three inches but he’s wide , thick.  You know for a fact you couldn’t wrap your arms around his waist and have your hands meet.  He’s wearing the biggest shit-eating grin you’ve ever seen.  The sharpened points of his canines are out and on prominent display.   Famous last words you think as a snarl erupts on your face.

“I’m not scared , Kiri.  I just don’t want to wear you out .  You’re a Pro Hero.  You’re on the job a lot more than I am.  Plus, you’re getting kind of old.  Is that a little gray I see coming in?”  Kiri bares his teeth even more but it’s not lost on you that he quickly reaches up to rake his fingers through his hair.  There isn’t any gray, obviously , but the thought has Red Riot distracted.  Distracted enough that when you plant your feet and your fist connects with his face, your knuckles hit skin and not the reinforced rock of his quirk.

“ Shit.”  Kiri takes a step back, reaching up to cradle his jaw.  His tongue swipes out to lick at the blood on his bottom lip.  His vermillion eyes find yours and if you didn’t work with him on a regular basis, you would have felt fear at this moment.  You know he wouldn’t hurt you but even now, a thrill races through your veins like electricity.  He looks as if he’s going to devour you.  You take your own step back, readying your quirk, reaching out to it as your fists hold their position in front of your body.  A dark chuckle spills from his chest as Kiri calls on his own quirk.

Now it was your turn to be distracted; you had always been fascinated by Kiri’s quirk, the way his body looked when it hardened up.  The ripples of muscle still visible under the toughened skin.  The divots and ridges and how they mapped their way across his shoulders and chest and abdomen.  You knew how it felt to the touch in fake combat.  The Fatgum heroes all took pride in maintaining a healthy routine; sparring was a common workout that was previously done at a local public gym.  You wonder absently what it would feel like to touch him slow and at the moment.  When you could give extra attention with extra time. 

Kiri closes the space between the two of you at the moment your mind strays and you barely are able to teleport out of the way to avoid him crashing into you.  You try to take a swipe at him as you materialize from in front of him to behind but this time he’s ready for you and he’s using his quirk.  Instead of moving out of the way, he plants his feet and allows your punch to hit.  Pain radiates up through your fingers and wrist.  It always irritated you that you had to prepare yourself to strike Kiri when he was using his quirk.  Otherwise, you’d be in for a whole lot of hurt every time you landed a punch.

Teleportation is a pretty handy quirk.  It gives you a pretty good advantage the more you work on your close combat skills.  The trick with Kiri was to keep going at him until he ran out of energy.  You hadn’t gotten to that point yet; your quirk had its limits as well.  You were only two years out of UA, Kiri was out by seven.  His strength was already fairly unmatched; sparring with him was always good practice.  You relish the thought of the day you can win a sparring session without tapping out.  It surges through you like pure energy.  

You teleport to stand in front of him again, shifting your weight into your hips and up through your right hook.  This time your fist connects with Kiri’s side and he lets out a small grunt.  Your fingers don’t hurt so bad this time and by the time Kiri is retaliating, you jump back a few feet.  He hmms, a sound that reverberates from his chest.

“That’s all well and good but how do you expect to do anything if you jump that far away?”  He lunges forward at a running start, leaping at the last second, sending his gloved fist into your stomach.  You were fast, but still not always fast enough.  You double over, the air rushing from your lungs and your pre-workout protein smoothie threatening to exit back the way it went in.  Sweat is already beading on your brow and sliding under your tank top.  You take a few breaths through your nose when an idea pops into your head; you stay bent over.  “Hey, I didn’t hit you that hard.  You good?”  

Kiri comes to stand in front of you, leaving him vulnerable.  He can’t see your smirk until it’s too late.  You wail on him, using some of the basic combos he’s taught you before today.  Satisfaction rolls through you when he actually takes a step back.  But then he puts his arms up in front of him, clenching his abdomen and bending inward to protect his core.  He drops just a fraction and before you realize what’s happening, he’s swiping his leg out to push through yours.  You watch in slow motion as you see his laughing face then the ceiling of the gym as you flip and land on your back.

If you thought you were out of breath before…  “Fuuu-.”  It’s a wheeze that feels like it’s ripping your chest open.  You’re seeing stars.  Kiri stands over you, hands on his hips again.  You stare at his face; the hero has his hair pulled back into a bun.  You snort, rolling your eyes.  Why does he still look so fucking good?  The sweat has caused some of the pieces falling out of his hair tie to curl.  His hair has curl to it?  You’ve never noticed before, considering he always gels it into spikes.  You like the curl.  “Are you--are you gonna help me up, or what?”  It was still painful to talk.

Kiri tilts his head to the side, just slightly, and crosses his arms.  “I’m thinking not.  Last time I let down my guard you got those good combos in.”  You stare in stunned silence, sitting up so you’re supported by your elbows.  Kiri shifts slightly and if you didn’t know better, you’d say he’s backing up to… get a better view.   

“Is that any way to treat your student,  Red Riot?”  You know you get under his skin when he clicks his tongue against his teeth and holds out a hand with a begrudging eye roll.  He pulls you up with ease, quickly enough that you almost lose your balance, swaying into his space.  You look up, eyes moving back and forth between his.  

He draws in a breath and drags his bottom lip between his teeth.  “First of all,” he says as he places his hands on your upper arms, “I’m not your teacher.  I’m not that much older than you.  Secondly,” he mutters as he tucks a stray lock of hair behind your ear, “our relationship isn’t that formal is it?”  He’s so fucking close.  This is getting dangerous.  Dangerous because Kiri is within kissing distance.  Dangerous because this gentle side of him is making you lose more breath than falling on your ass.  Dangerous because the thought of Kiri taking you on the floor right now is almost too much to bear.  

So you fall back on what you’re here to do.  Fight.  You flash him a wicked smile before rallying your quirk and teleporting a few feet away.  His hand is still raised in mid-air and when his head whips to look in your direction, his crimson eyes are narrowed and his nostrils are flared.  He laughs and rolls his neck, dancing on his toes.

“Okay.  I see.  I’m not gonna go easy on you, you know?”  You snort and put your fists up in front of you again.

“As if you were going easy on me before, Kiri.  Bring it on.”  He smiles, the sharp points of his teeth enough to make your thoughts swerve again before you bring them under control.  “Bring it on,” you whisper more to yourself as you brace for the fight.

Two hours later, you feel the strain in your muscles.  Your quirk is running low on reserves and you know you won’t be able to use it much more.  Kiri looks like he hasn’t wasted a breath but you can see he’s getting tired in the way his feet don’t move as sharply.  And if the length of time he’s using his quirk is any indication to his state of mind, you know the two of you will be calling it a day soon.  But you’re also both stubborn.  And you’re dying to get one more good move in on him.

The cockiness the two of you had at the beginning of the sparring session hasn’t gone away but has burned hot into determination.  No more smiles, only clear-headed concentration.  The two of you are an arm's length from each other, throwing various punches and switching quickly between using your quirks and not.  You’re breathing hard, sweat gathering at your brow as you throw another right hook that Kiri easily blocks.

“Get out of your head.  You can be too predictable sometimes.”  He doesn’t mean for it to come across as rude but the words strike a match to a guttering fire.  You bare your own teeth at Kiri even though they aren’t sharp and probably don’t look nearly as threatening but it helps you feel powerful nonetheless.  You drop without a second thought, lowering to your palms and sweeping your leg out in front of you in a wide arc.  A grin spreads across your face when your calf meets Kiri’s ankle.  He’s too physically dense for this move to work if he had seen it coming.  But he doesn’t.  And his solid 220 pounds of muscle falls hard.  

You allow yourself the satisfaction of the moment for only a split second; Kiri’s recovery time is much shorter than yours so it isn’t long before he’s scrambling forward.  He goes straight for your wrists to subdue you but with a smirk, you realize in his haste he’s put himself in the perfect position for you to possibly gain the upper hand.  You scoot up away from him just enough to drag his arm forward and swing your legs around his neck.  Then you elevate your hips and lock your core.

It’s over from there as you squeeze with every last ounce of strength left in your body.  It doesn’t take long for him to tap out.  You release as soon as you feel his loose hand tap your arm; he collapses over you and you’re too tired to move away or push him off.  Now his breathing is rough and you feel a surge of pride.  You reach up and place your hand on his head where his bun has come undone; he’s so heavy but it doesn’t feel bad.  In fact, the feel of Kirishima resting his head and upper chest on your stomach is feeling nothing short of good .  He’s still between your legs and suddenly the air is crackling with a new kind of energy when you gently comb your fingers through his hair.

He rises up, his hands on either side of you.  His hips rest between your legs; the mingled heat radiating from both of you is almost more than you can take but there is no way you’re going to move anywhere.  He leans forward, so close you can see the flecks of burnt orange in his eyes.  If you moved forward just a little, you could close that space between you.  He leans down more, his mouth right next to the shell of your ear.

“Maybe not always predictable.  You did good today.  Probably some of the best fighting I’ve seen from you so far.  Keep it up.”  He grunts, a shift of his hips allowing the curve of his cock to brush against your clothed sex through his gym shorts.  He stiffens in what you think might be embarrassment.  “Shit, sorry, let me just, uh--”  The stuttering mess he becomes right before your eyes makes something lurch in your chest; you reach for his face without thinking.

“Kiri,” you whisper, rolling your own hips against his.  His cheeks are burning a shade of red almost as vibrant as his hair.  You bring up your other hand, holding his face between them and bringing him down to settle over you once more.  Your lips meet his; he seems to war with himself for just a moment.  A suspended second in time.  But then he gives in, slipping his tongue against yours in a delicious sliding vision of what’s coming.

He reaches between you to slip his hand under your tank top; his hand is big and nearly encompasses your side.  But it’s warm and gentle.  Gentle.  Who would have guessed that Red Riot could be so fucking gentle?  But he is and when his hand moves lower to slide below the hem of your shorts, you give yourself to him with no reservations.  His middle finger passes through the mess of your sex; a hissed breath rattles through his chest as your back arches on a ragged groan.

“ Shit.  You’re so wet .”  He slides his finger back and forth, gathering your slick on the thick digit.  He takes his hand away and you mewl.  “Can I?”  He asks breathlessly as he hooks his hands on the hem of your shorts.  You nod, eyes half-lidded.  He pulls them down along with your underwear and the way he looks at you, at what’s between your legs, you don’t even have the wherewithal to feel self-conscious.  Adoration.  It’s the only word you can think of and it makes you wonder if you’d made a mistake waiting so long.

He’s on his knees when he takes your legs and drapes them on either side of his hips; this time he doesn’t hesitate in slipping his finger into your cunt.  You nearly see stars just from that and if one finger is any indication, you’re in for it.  Slowly, he adds another, his hand pumping into you in a steady rhythm.  You’re grabbing for the ground, grabbing for him as a strangled noise pushes from your throat.  He reaches out with his other hand to splay it across your sternum and it’s the only thing anchoring you as he adds the third finger before scooting down to put his mouth on your clit.

“ Kiri,” you keen, shoving your hips into his touch, frantically scrabbling for his wrist that’s on your chest just to have something to hold on to.  He’s done this before, he’s had to.  He’s too good.  Too fucking good.  Already there’s coiling in your gut as incomprehensible words tumble from your mouth.  “Shit.  Shit.  Kiri I’m--I’m gonna--”  He rumbles approvingly against your clit; the vibrations send you closer and closer to the edge and when it crests, your back arches near pain as you cry out, your voice echoing in the gym.  It’s deep, roaring through all of your limbs but  Kiri keeps going, fingers still pumping, tongue still swirling around your sensitive nub.

Another orgasm breaks over you sharp and quick and the overstimulation has your legs quaking as your arousal gushes over Kiri’s hand and tongue.  But then he’s moving again, and you’re blearily aware that he’s shoving his own shorts and boxers past his hips to free his cock.  You stare as it bounces back to sit near the planes of his stomach; it’s already leaking steadily with precum.  Kiri looks back at you and when your eyes meet, you dart your tongue out between your lips to wet them.  Another time, maybe.  

Kiri leans forward to lift you up and the closer you get you can barely see any red in his eyes; his pupils are blown, his nostrils flared as he lifts you like you weigh nothing .  He could snap you like a twig.  But he won’t.  You know without a doubt this is the safest you’ve ever felt, even as he lowers you slowly over his cock and it does feel like you’re being split .

“ Fuuuck…”  You wrap your legs around him, your mouth dropped open, your hands gripping his shoulders.  You try not to dig your nails in but it’s almost impossible with how you’re being filled.  You knew Kiri was big but this was almost too much.  His forehead drops to yours as he pants.  But he’s not moving, won’t move until you tell him to.  It makes your heart ache and your cunt floods, drunk on the affection thrumming through your veins.  You roll your hips experimentally and the friction is bliss.  “Oh fuck, ohfuck.”  You move again, pushing yourself up and back down, listening to the hitch in his breathing.  “ Kiri, please, ” you whisper.  Those words… they’re enough.

Kirishima grips you by the hips, his fingers splayed and digging into the flesh; it’ll leave bruises and the knowledge cracks through you like electricity.  Let him leave marks.  Let him leave them everywhere.  He’s moving you up and down his cock, grunting, mumbling.  “Tell me, Kiri, tell me.”  His eyes meet yours again and his own mouth drops open.

“Fuck, you’re so good.  S’ tight.  Jesus, I-- ” Kiri moves his hands from your hips to support you as he lays you down on the floor of the gym.  The idea should be questionable but it’s not, it’s fucking not and you can’t concentrate on any other thoughts when Kiri grabs your wrists and pins them gently above your head with one hand while the other comes back to your hip.  He thrusts into you at a brutal pace but… it feels like home and you think in that moment as your cunt begins to seize around his cock that you would give up forever to continue touching him.

“Yes, Kiri, yes.  Right there, right--shit yesyes yes. ”  He pistons up, the veins of his cock rubbing just right and when he releases the grip on your hands, they’re moving to wrap around him on instinct.  He’s planting kisses along your jaw, mouthing up to your lips and back down to graze his teeth over your pulse point.  “Do it, fuckin’ do it, let them know ‘m yours, ” you slur and when he bites down you crash over the edge on a groan that’s really more of a scream.  Everything goes black but you're cradling him to you as his movements become more erratic.  The snapping of his hips is getting sloppier by the second and a steady growl punches from his lungs with each breath.  “Cum, Kirishima, cum inside me.”

He’s never heard those words before and it lights a fire in his veins.  His head is buzzing and then he can’t hear anything as his cock releases and he’s spurting searing hot ropes of cum into your cunt.  He goes until you’ve milked every last drop from him and he’d be lying if he said his world didn't suddenly feel whole.  Finally, his body settles and his chest drops to yours.  Everything slowly bleeds back into focus and somehow, everything seems more colorful than it did moments before.  You’re still clinging to him.

“Kiri.  Kiri, babe, I can’t breathe,” you say and he slowly rises, taking in your blissed-out expression.  Your eyes can barely stay open, your cheeks are flushed.  He backs up to see his handiwork on display, hyper-focused on the trail of the mingling cum dripping from the mess of your sex.  But you’re smiling.  Lazy and tired, completely at ease.  “Wanna take a shower?”  When you nod he doesn’t hesitate in standing to kick his underwear and shorts the rest of the way off his legs and then he’s grabbing you, scooping you into his arms and against his chest.  He pads out of the gym and across the hall to his bathroom where he deposits you on your feet, only after he’s sure you can stand and only long enough to turn the shower head-on.

He puts his hand under the water, waiting for it to get warm.  Steam billows from behind the glass door when he’s turning back to you to remove your tank top and your sports bra.  Thank god you chose the front-closure one today; you didn’t think either one of you wanted to struggle to get one up over your head right now.  When your breasts spill out of the high-impact fabric, you notice with tender amusement that his cock is half-hard again.  His eyes go dark again and he leans in for a kiss.  But it's slow and sweet. 

"You're so fuckin' beautiful," he whispers.  He ignores his arousal, ushering you into the stream of water.  Your care is the only thing that matters to him right now.  The heat slides across your body, and when Kirishima steps up behind you and begins soaping up your shoulders, it feels like heaven .

You take turns washing each other until you’re both blissed out in a different kind of way and the only thing either one of you can think about is sleep.  But the afterglow is fading and doubt is creeping in.  When you step out of the water, you stand awkwardly as Kiri hands you a towel.  “You okay?”  He’s actually concerned and you can’t put your finger on why you’re so fucking grateful for it.

“Yea, just tired.  I should, uh, probably get going.”  Kiri freezes and you think you’ve said something wrong, already crossed a line.  Your brain is like a broken record as the stomach-curdling image of having to see him at the agency flashes across your eyes in vivid detail.  But then he’s stepping into your space and pulling you in for a hug.  A hug.

“Don’t go,” he whispers into the crown of your head and it has you smiling like an idiot against his chest.  His skin smells clean and warm with a hint of spice.  You bury your face further in as you nod against him.  Then he’s leading you to his room, to the king-sized bed.  He peels back the comforter and the white sheets and pulls you in beside him.  Your back is against him and he hooks his foot around your ankles, bringing you even closer.  

He doesn’t say anything more, just lets out a huge sigh as he wraps his arm around you.  The last thing you notice before your eyes flutter shut is how your heartbeats are thumping at the same steady rhythm.  

Late afternoon sunlight slants in Kirishima’s bedroom window, creating interesting patterns across his blanket.  It’s pushed towards the end of the bed, your legs intertwined and tangled in the sheets.  He’s still dozing, his breathing not quite that of someone sleeping but not of a person fully awake.  You reach out to cup his cheek, stroke above his eyebrows, caress his lips with your thumb.  A contented sigh leaves his chest as he grabs your hand and kisses your wrist.  His eyes are open now and he watches you.  You smile at him, snuggling closer, not wanting the moment to end.

“Hey,” he says quietly, suddenly serious.  “I just want you to know, I don’t do this all the time.  I mean, I’ve been with other people before but I don’t…  I don’t really hook up .”  Things start clicking into place as you realize what he’s trying to get across.  He just fucked you stupid in his personal gym and somehow he looks bashful.  And because you love it, you’re not going to help him along.  You just watch, biting your lip to keep from giggling.  “I just.  I guess what I’m trying to say is I like you.  I’ve liked you for a long time.  And normally I would have wined and dined you first but...  Well.  Here we are.  Would you like to stay for dinner?”

That’s the last straw; your laughter comes bubbling out of you and Kiri is leaning back to look at you with a quizzical expression on his face.  “Is something funny?”  That just makes you laugh a little harder but the confused look he’s wearing has you leaning in to press your lips against his.

“I’ve liked you from the first day I met you, Kiri.  I’ll one-up your offer and tell you that I might like to stay forever.”  A grin rips across his face and your heart blooms with warmth and affection.  The world seems full of possibilities but none of them matter except for the possibility laying right in front of you.

#kirishima x reader #kirishima eijiro x reader #kirishima eijirou x reader #kirishima eijiro #kirishima eijirou #pro hero kirishima #red riot #kirishima smut #bnha #mha #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #kaitsuki writes #oh my god i had such brain block #writing this one #because i get too in my head writing smut #BUT i hope everyone still enjoys #we stan kiri in this house

[parcai]

i think I asked before, but what do you think makes a compelling main character? and how about a compelling friend group (like for the mc, u know)?

idk if you've asked before tbh. i suppose the answer would change from person to person, as what compels me won't compel you, etc, etc, but personally i love flaws. :3 and i don't mean stupid "my fatal flaw is loyalty" lol die 🤨

i mean like i killed a man, my parents really messed me up, i feel responsible for some huge tragedy early on in my life (gonna kill leo but yeah that premise was fire--pun not intended), sort of shit PLUS little things, like always being 2 angry or snappish or whatever. i love mc's who just make sense u feel? like ur angry at the world but ur angry at urself but u hate ur siblings but u love them bc xyz happened to u and u did xyz. or even the complete opposite ur too apathetic bc xyz happened to u and u did this and that's super fucked up and clinical as hell and are u even alive. LOVE being able 2 feel what they feel, deep pov makes me lose my mind. give me the mcs who are hungry, starved for ambition or love or a legacy to leave behind or peace or family or whatever. love love love it to be built outward, one central theme, one starburst that everything else builds upon and the stakes just keep getting higher and higher...

i also like when mcs have agency over their own lives. sounds like a such a straightforward “duh ofc they should” but people would be surprised, i think, at how few mcs actually play large roles in their own lives. idc if their choices just mean they continue to make everything worse, but i want it to be their saving grace or their hand to make them fall.

finally, i like smart mcs. like if u want them to be dumb and hot and snazzy or whatever that’s fine but they can still be smart do u know what i mean? like that oblivious “oh that creepy guy w the chainsaw was the murderer????” or “he was in love w me the whole time?????” surprised pikachu shit pisses me off common sense is necessary for mcs

as for their posse, i just enjoy variety, i don’t care how. hate when authors make the same character w different faces + names just bc they’re personally obsessed w that archetype but that’s a rant for another time. give me all the stupid tropes and extremes. super short and tallies and gays and thin ice straights, and that one guy who’s just a himbo, and a bimbo, and then that one smart ass, and then the fuckboy, and that guy obsessed w flowers and fairies, and whatever i don’t even CARE, so long as they are all 1. treated w the same depth as the mc instead of only being reduced to the archetypes their character stemmed from originally, 2. there aren’t too many of them (this reduces the ability to connect w them), 3. there is a purpose for them. it’s dumb to stick a bunch of people together just for aesthetics or laffs or whatever. they need to influence the mc dramatically somehow, and more importantly, the mc needs to impact them. bc they too are people w their own lives which do not revolve around the mc and that needs to b explored. they need to impact each other as well without the mc at all. give me all the interrelationships and messy squares and triangles and hexagons platonic and romantic and familial and everything. drag up the past if they’ve been together forever, or build the tension and drama and unshakeable faith if they’re newbies thrown into the ring together.

sorry this is long for no reason it’s almost 12am + i have been up...for a long time

#logan tag #answered #i really need a tag for this sort of thing. i only have genre specific tags </3 #fictional characters #long post

[kingreywrites]

Since you mentioned the mind trap, what do you think of it? (I'm pretty sure you don't like it but this is a permission to rant about it lmao)

when i think about the mindtrap too much i want to find each and every person responsible for it and send them a letter like "you do realise mind control is fucked up right?? you have to know that, right???" because it really feels like they don't

of all the ways to bring back the Brotherhood, making them basically mindless puppets in the hands of Cassandra was truly one of the worst one i can imagine. They're not allowed any agency, they're just here to be cool mini-bosses and like at this point it'd probably have been better to bring back the disciples than do... that. let the Brotherhood come back to save the day instead idk

genuinely, actions have... consequences. Being robbed of your ability to make choices, being forced to fight people, to the point where Quirin and Edmund nearly killed members of their family with no remorse is so absolutely awful and IT'S NOT TREATED AS SUCH. THAT'S WHAT KILLS ME ABOUT IT. Adira values her boundaries so much and is open about it and that?? is literally violating these boundaries in the most violent way AND IT'S NOT EVEN ACKNOWLEDGED. hector appears like twice in this goddamn show AND HE'S MIND CONTROLLED BOTH TIMES CAN SOMEONE GIVE HIM THERAPY ALREADY

and that's without mentioning how awfully it reflects on the main characters. Rapunzel and Eugene go back home knowing that Cass can potentially control the Brotherhood and they do nothing about it? Like, they don't even try to contact Adira and fail for example, they just do nothing. One could argue that they didn't even remember Quirin was in it (Eugene only does when he sees the mark on his hand in PEEV) so that's why they don't tell him but like, why aren't they trying anything? Why didn't they go to Varian like "do u think u can do anything against that thing" which would have made Varian go "wait oops wasn't my dad in that too"?? WHY DO THEY NOT CARE AT ALL

and then there's cass and like. genuinely i don't get what they thought they were doing. Once A Handmaiden is like "Cass decides she wants to make up with Rapunzel but oh no! there's a misunderstanding and she falls back into zhan tiri's clutch in a moment of rage" but like where is my moment of unplanned rage if she had the damn mindtrap in her bag that whole time? How am I supposed to believe she's truly regretting her actions if mindcontrolling people had never stopped being on the table? the mindtrap is such a thoughtless plot device that it breaks the narrative they're trying to establish, it's THAT stupid

and since i'm ranting i just wanna say, in PEEV when cass and rapunzel are stuck together, there's a moment where rapunzel is like "if we believe what adira say" and cass makes a big "urghhh" about adira and just. it's not even funny, just infuriating. cass has been mind controlling adira against her will for literal weeks even if it wasn't always active. she forced her to obey her commands and made her into her subservient soldier and- she still holds a grudge?? god i hate that moment so much i can't even describe how unsympathetic it makes her to me

AND they don't even get an apology for all that lmao or even a line that's not like "for corona for rapunzel", because apparently treating their characters as actual characters was too much for TTS

#giving me permission to rant is a trap anon THE MINDTRAP MAKES ME VERY ANGRY #it's very stupid and makes no sense and is just an insult to characters i care about so like yep i wish it didn't exist at all #but alas #negativity #tts rambles #thanks for the ask tho asfgdjd sometimes i need to be a little salty #ask

[noodle-anime]

new anime alert!

WHY DID I FIND TWO REALLY GOOD ANIME IN A ROW THAT ARE BRAND NEW AND ONLY PARTLY RELEASED. I'M DYING.

this is perfectly normally animated in all respects except for one character they just. Didn't give him a mouth? Or nose? Like he has the anime profile with the nose bump but that's it. Also his name card was nickname: Jim real name: ???? Jim tell me your secrets The premise of this anime is "assassin attempts to woo assassin by being extremely annoying and offering her dead bodies" which seems right up my alley as long as they give lady assassin some agency and don't tip it over into stalking or her being incompetent. We Shall See. Off to a good start! Assassin 1 is a psychopath that has a weird thing Abt sniffing people but that's what I'm here for, assassin 2 hasn't been completely nerfed yet And it looks like we'll have some tragic backstory for these two, level of flashback to be determined Oh we might get some "coldblooded killers best approximation of tender bedside manner" in this episode, I can't wait Song Ryang-ha? and chateau Jim speaks. Strangely? It almost seems like he has an accent of some kind, or is just over pronouncing things? Speaking with his words very separated? I have to say the gloves are a sexy look. He's like "baby assassin's first flirt" and she's like "this is a business arrangement" literally just told him "thank you for your cooperation" as she shoves a body in a trunk. We've got psychoses on display all over the place! It's great He's like "I WILL forge a genuine emotional connection here" and shes like "what the fuck do you want from me" and to be honest! I don't think he knows either! I think if she actually responded he would be like "okay I got what I wanted now. What. Do I do with it." Dramatic car crash over a cliff! BWAHA hes like "it's weird that I keep ringing out?? Usually when I call her incessantly she rejects it, something must be wrong" MY GUY Assassin the third comes with a convenient spiderweb face tattoo Okay I know this is supposed to be dire circumstances but Please let her be competent. Let her kill someone I'm begging u. Oho sexy assassin tracking skills Seung-woo? Man I just got the first name down

and that's the first two episodes! going well so far!

#anime in progress #love of kill #noodle watches

[kae-karo]

How about Aizawa and Shirakumo? If you don't mind, that is!

hi hi hi hello dear!!! sorry for the delay in answering this i had to binge vigilantes so i could respond to this with some accuracy and now i’m crying - send me a bnha character or ship and i’ll give u my thots (x)! check out what i’ve already done (x)

here was my strongest thought about these two: shirakumo, had he lived, would’ve been the mirio to aizawa’s amajiki. where aizawa continued to feel less than competent, like he had no real path forward, shirakumo would’ve been the one encouraging him (and in a way, i guess he did)

shirakumo first of all let me just say ya boi oboro was horny for literally everyone all the time. my fave aspect of him. i still am cackling that our first intro to him as a character was how mic had his hands on aizawa and oboro was like ‘oo can i join?’

anyway i think shirakumo was, for a while, the only person who could actually make aizawa smile? i think he had a level of maturity/calmness that mic didn’t have yet, and he knew not only when and how to make a joke that aizawa would (begrudgingly) appreciate whereas, up until oboro’s death, mic was more likely to just be annoying (not that aizawa disliked him necessarily but he was more easily annoyed by mic)

i think shirakumo would’ve been the one to tie the three of them together, too, after graduating. and u bet ur ass shirakumo would go out of his way to do all kinds of little things that aizawa would appreciate - not the loud and obnoxious kinds of declarations of love or w.e but bringing him his favorite food after a patrol, making sure he’s awake on time (and that he actually takes time off), and the like

where i think mic is a polar opposite of aizawa, making their relationship one of meeting in the middle, i think shirakumo has more tact in how he acts with aizawa? like, giving him gentle nudges ouside his comfort zone until that zone expands

i don’t think aizawa would be the same person he is if shirakumo had lived as shirakumo. not that he wouldn’t be similar, but i think he’d be more inclined to smile. he’d be the UA teacher everyone hopes they’ll get cause he’s tough but undoubtedly the best (and if you’re lucky, they say that the pro hero loud cloud likes to stop by sometimes and take over the class for a day, which is an absolute blast)

i also don’t think shirakumo would be particularly secretive about him and aizawa? he wouldn’t answer questions in interviews about it or anything but he also has no problem with the regular insinuations that he and aizawa are together. he tends to laugh them off without actually answering, which works fine for aizawa. he secretly kind of enjoys the fact that shirakumo is so popular but he leaves aizawa out of the limelight

they have many cats also (both at the agency and home) like ofc they do but it’s never cause aizawa brings them home, it’s always shirakumo and aizawa’s starting to wonder if he really finds them all out on the street/they follow him home/any other excuse oboro’s given him or if they’re just cause he knows how much aizawa loves cats

oh yeah it took aizawa like ten years to figure out shirakumo was flirting and this is how it went down:mic: hey u know oboro likes u rightaizawa: i mean yeah ofc we’re friends?mic: no no. like. he likes youaizawa, confused: yeah, that’s what i said? we’re friends?mic: he wants to kiss you u idiotaizawa, speechless and blushing: ?????mic: have u really not noticed???? damn shoutamic: he literally said the other day that he wanted his hands all over uaizawa: WDYM HE’S JUST LIKE THAT WITH EVERYONEmic: oh my god ur literally hopelessaizawa’s then like HYPERAWARE of every interaction with oboro until oboro calls him out on it and he’s like WHAT HAHA WHAT DO U MEAN I’M ACTING WEIRD HAHA NO I’M NOT and oboro just stares at him with a quirked eyebrow until he caves and is like ‘mic said u were flirting but i know ur just like that with everyone right?’ and oboro’s like slkfjklsdj wait u didn’t realize i was flirting with you???? damn and i thought i was coming on too strong

aizawa then definitely freaks out but oboro’s just like yo look if u don’t like me that way i’ll stop just say the word and aizawa’s like hhhhhhhhhhhh can’t do that cause i actually like you back and oboro’s like OH PERFECT CAN I KISS U NOW which sends aizawa into full amajiki mode. which leaves oboro like ‘oops lmao sorry was that too much? this is the first time i’ve ever really liked someone’ and aizawa’s like U LITERALLY FLIRT WITH ANYTHING THAT HAS LEGS WHAT DO U MEAN and oboro’s like nah that’s just like. joking around. you’re the only one i really actually flirt with

this leads to them taking it completely at aizawa’s pace (with only minimal nudging from oboro as previously mentioned and a LOT of external nudging from mic) and he ends up being the one to kiss oboro first cause he kinda keeps expecting oboro to do it but he doesn’t and aizawa gets impatient and rationalizes it by the fact that they’re dating and that’s what people who are dating do. it takes oboro totally off guard and aizawa’s p sure that’s the first time he’s actually seen oboro blush and oh aizawa’s wondering how much fun he can have with making oboro blush (since he’s usually the one making aizawa blush)

ahem anyway we were robbed of a beautiful aizawa/shirakumo relationship and i cried and that’s all thank u for sending this dear!!!

#bnha #shirakumo oboro #aizawa shouta #aizawa x shirakumo #is there a legit tag or ship name for that idk what it is lmao #anyway if u wanna cry read the like 5 chapters of vigilantes that feature aizawa mic and shirakumo #that is all lmao #ship thots #askbadlydrawnaizawa #ask