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hoaxsen · 3 years

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slight modern day thoughts for this peanut butter mangy gremlin.

gotta love him.

Porco Galliard / Modern AU Headcanons;

Literally keeps the refrigerator stocked with lunch meat. Running out of bread is never a problem, or condiments. A sandwich anytime he wants to skip or meal for something quick. So catch him using a combat knife to make a sandwich.

" Babe, just one? "

" No, I'm cooking. "

Probably plays the guitar, only knows about 3 songs before he's off key and plucking poorly at each string. Brings out the guitar for fun nights, lights a few candles to set the mood. Only to then strum and find all his strings poorly tuned from before, from messing around with it.

" What the fu--? "

" You tried, that's what counts. "

Might be a small gamer boy. With a small gaming setup, most of his games would be indie horrors. His favorite being Fran Brow and a couple of the Slenderman chronicles. Another set he'd have would be the Mortal Kombat games, on their own shelf as his personal favorites. A few different game genres might be in the mix, but not played enough by him.

" You should really come try this with me. "

" Rage at the game one more time, and I'll pull the plug. "

" . . .Fine. "

When it comes to his haircuts, he'll usually do them himself. But now he trusts you enough with a buzzing razor to his head.

" Well damn, I messed up. "

" Whaddya mean- "

" We gotta go bald. "

" GET THE FUCK BACK, Y/N! "

Absolutely hates shelled nuts with a passion. Don't ever offer them to him, Porco will honestly give you a death stare before the finger. It's worse if it's walnuts and you hand him a nutcracker.

Not the type for PDA, but will do it should push come to shove. His friend circle getting a little too close? Except his arm around your waist. Should someone on the streets try anything, it goes two ways. You're stopping a fistfight or a potential makeout session. No in between.

His job? Porco strikes me as the type to be a gym owner, probably in a partnership with one of the warriors. Reiner for example.

Has a small, loud, yapping, spotted pomeranian. Black and beige. Sad fact is, the dog barely likes him half the time. He named him Benji. 50% of the time, you will catch Porco having a screaming and barking contest with the dog.

" Fucking traitor! "

" No wonder he doesn't like you. "

Call him Pock, your shit may get semi-rocked. Playfully, of course.

" Pock! "

" I am really trying right now. Not to fight you. "

Nicknames galore, that Porco will barely use and mainly remember; " Babe. " During an argument suddenly he remembers each and every single one of them out of the blue. A few of them are in a different language!

" Bärchen [ pronounced BAER-schen; little bear ], y-you're not mad are you? "

Sometimes can remind you of a scrappy dog. Porco just looks like he used to bite people as a kid. Offer him a peanut butter sandwich and he won't bark for four hours.

Either way, he's a mangy little man that you love. Stan Porco.

#shingeki no kyojin #attack on titan #porco headcanons #porco galliard #porco snk #attack on titan headcanons #headcanons #attack on titan fluff #fluff #porco galliard fluff #porco galliard headcanons #porco galliard x reader #porco x reader

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Running outta ideas heh, thought this would be a nice way to get creative thoughts coming. You can request with any character you'd like!

ROOMMATES IDEAS #3

Person A and Person B assembling furniture together

Person A helping Person B search through the trash because Person B has lost something and is afraid that they might have accidentally thrown it away.

Person A bringing home a participation trophy from a contest. They’re ashamed and embarrassed that they didn’t win, but Person B is still proud of them for trying and insists on displaying their trophy in the living room.

Person A buying a giant, silly, inflatable sprinkler toy for the backyard and Person B teasing them, saying they don’t need it and that it’s ridiculous. Then one day, Person A comes home to find Person B in the backyard playing with it.

Person A helping Person B change a light bulb that Person B isn’t tall enough to reach.

Person A is always hot and constantly turns up the air conditioner which annoys Person B who is always cold.

Person A likes to get up early, come downstairs, and open all the curtains so they can enjoy the bright sunlight coming in, but they always make sure to close them before Person B gets up because they know that Person B struggles with light sensitivity.

Person A and Person B printing off all of their selfies together, framing them, and hanging them all around the house.

Person A and Person B both have the same favorite spot on the couch and always try to steal it from each other when they’ve gotten up.

Person A thinks they’re doing a great job keeping their house plants alive but actually, Person B has secretly replaced them with identical-looking fake plants so Person A can’t kill them.

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- soft scenarios I thought of the for three marley boys and how they'd do dates and whatnot.

Porco Galliard;

Date nights with Porco are always simple, and sweet. He's not one to go all out, unless it's really special. Like a promotion or something both of you are passionate about happening. Dates with him are either indoors with a nice build your sandwich station. Or a walk out around town, holding your hand, stopping to eat at small restaurants that you both find nice. If a fair is open, oh he's definitely dragging you out to see that. The ferris wheel would be the last thing you two get on for this cheesy little scenario he has played out in his head. Kissing you when you reach to the very top. Date nights with Porco are the best, simple and sweet enough for his taste, and hopefully yours.

Colt Grice;

Colt has two sides for a date night, go big, or stay home. It ranges from a small outing, to a large two person party. Colt has no problem showing you off, taking you wherever and such. As long as you're happy, he's happy. But god forbid you take him to a bar, the poor baby would try and set his limits. But after the second shot, he's fired up and ready to start unneeded drinking bets. Have fun with that hangover starting when you get home. To Colt, an ideal date would be a night out. Though he would have no problem staying in if that's what you wanna do for a date night. Just beware of how playful he'll get if you stay in.

Reiner Braun;

With Reiner, he'll leave it up to you to pick things out on date nights. When he can that is. Sometimes it'll also revolve around if he wants to go out and socially interact at all whatsoever. To Reiner, a small and quiet night is a good date. Maybe a cuddle session, and being curled up with a good book being read aloud. That would be a bonus. He'll have a small section of unread books, just for your stay in cuddle dates. When going out, the warrior always has to have some type of hold on you. Whether it be interlocked pinkies, or holding onto your sleeve. Just a small reminder that you're there with him.

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hoaxsen · 3 years

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Hey, hey, hey!!

This post shall be the where you can place in you're requests for stories of the following fandoms;

• Fire Force

• Attack on Titan

• Jujutsu Kaisen

• My Hero Academia

I have my rules posted here on my page, and what I can write for these characters. Ships and x readers are definitely welcome though, mind you.

Though as for My Hero Academia, I CANNOT write for Izuku. I just can't grab his character.

I have a few stories in the works, but I am opening requests to also help with the slight writer's block happening right now.

Happy requesting!~

- 💥

#mha requests #snk requests #jjk requests #fire force requests #blog requests #story requests

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| angst has been coming to me easy now and idk how to feel about that.

| tw; character death, in depth talk of death, mentions of blood and other gruesome parts, season three spoilers.

| word count; 1.8k.

It was all over, spreading like a plague inside the walls upon their arrival. The victory of Wall Maria, along with the near extinction of the Scouts. How many supplies were lost during it? How much destruction was there while it all went down? Does anyone have a true number on how many bodies were being carried back on those flatbed carts after that expedition?

They were mostly parts of bloodied and mangled things, some weren't even able to be called a body. More like a massive piles of mixed dirt, debris and whatever part of the human body there could be. One hundred and ninety nine people, turned into one enormous jigsaw puzzle that anyone has ever seen. How many carts were used for that, and which cart did this specific body rest upon?

This body held the features of bright blue eyes, that the captain of the Scouts could sometimes find himself staring into for hours on end. Unknowingly at that. Blonde hair just swept back and kept so neat with its undercut. Sometimes Levi wonders if it was soft to the touch, it doesn't look to be hard, or dirty. Just right, minus those brows. If anything there were times where Levi wanted to trim the blonde bricks of hair off Erwin's face himself.

Now, days like that will never come. For the sole purpose, of Erwin Smith being deceased. Giving his life up to his stupid cause and dream, this isn't what Levi meant by plundering your dream and lead those crying brats to hell. Was it selfish of him to think that Erwin might come back alive for him? It was, wasn't it? The man having to live through this shit as the leader, making gambles that no one knew how the hell they paid off. Let's not forget about the cadets and soldiers lost along the way in his gambles. A devil among men, though it was Levi wanting to be the one to raise hell right now. Bring a darker hell to the one on this very Earth for the fact that he chose to revive Armin instead of Humanity's Hope.

Cold, and hardened steel grey hues watched as his body was pulled away, riding alongside on his own horse with this cart. Levi felt only himself at fault, what if he did revive Erwin? Despite the small specks of rocks, falling out and shredded intestines, and lack of life in the blonde's eyes, how would he look taking on the power of the colossal titan? Would he have looked the same as the treacherous Bertholdt, or better? If anything, he'd be alive right now. . .fighting a war once more in this hell. Yes, it was selfish, but Levi Ackerman had his reasons to be selfish in a time like this. Bringing back Erwin instead of Armin wasn't just going to be for humanity, it was also going to be for his own desires. To stop toying with the feelings the ravenette has for the blonde, to stop the daily lies about his ' small crush ' being just a phase.

The captain never even got to make good on his promise before the commander passed. Wanting so hard and bad to end the Beast Titan, to make him feel the pain Erwin did before his final moments. Hopefully that chance comes back for him some other time. How badly Levi needs it, it'd only be fitting since Erwin gave up his dream for the wall retake to even have happened and succeed.

For all Levi could do now, was regret and hope that Erwin's funeral would bring him into a small state of piece. Since the ex-commander was already in a permanent state of his own, never to be disturbed. The Ackerman slowly starts to wonder to himself, which kind of suit would really bring out a dead man's eyes? For blue, it had to be a subtle white, right? An ashen grey? Whatever color it was going to be, Levi knew he'd detest it. Knowing it'll be the final suit he sees Erwin in.

Fast forward a bit to the lowering of the old Scouts' commander into the ground, Levi stayed behind a little ways after the ceremony. Standing before Erwin's grave, a short sigh leaving him as he placed a hand on Erwin's tombstone.

Erwin Smith

xxxx - xxxx

Humanity's Beacon of Hope.

The words Levi read over, and over, and over again. Humanity's Hope, snuffed out a little ways too soon. Levi just had to wake up and face the music, it was bound to happen one day or another. He just wishes that day came a little later than this. Brushing his hand over the words, better now to say this before he keeps it inside for too long. He already regrets not saying this to him when he was alive.

" How many of these have we attended for our fallen? Now look at you, dumbass. Right there with them, tell Petra I said hi when you see her. "

His last chance to say this all know, because whatever God out there knows that Levi wouldn't visit Erwin's grave again after this. For the small grudge he'd hold against himself for using the syringe on Armin.

" I followed you into the fire, made it out with a few scrapes. Though you were burned, still had the guts to carry on more bravely than me. . .even make a choice with that odd line. ' What if there is humanity outside the walls. ' Or some shit like that, and then I realized, and knew. . .that was how you were plundering your dreams and leading those crying brats to hell. "

Unbeknownst to the captain, he wasn't alone. Just standing from afar, was another grieving heart. Armin Artlet, another soul wanting to say an unspoken peace to their old commander. But ended up seeing Levi there before him.

" It's not fair you know, Erwin. Or that just might be me being selfish right now, yeah sounds like it. A biased opinion, since I fucking loved you and didn't have the guts to say it. Wanna know why? Cause I'm a coward. Since people I love keep leaving me in ways like this, death. Am I that detestable that death is the only way out? Gotta be, shitty way to go if you ask me, but probably your only way. Call it a curse, I guess. Sadly shit like this happens in the fucked world. I didn't even want to use it on Artlet, but you made your choice. So I had to make mine, fucking bastard. "

Now that was a surprise to the little eavesdropper in the back, covering his mouth with his hand to not make a sound. Azure eyes bugging out of his head as the captain droned on. Armin himself wasn't even sure why he was saved, wouldn't Erwin have been a better pick? The power of the titan wasted on him, that's how it sounded. On the bright side, the colossal titan was in their arsenal with Eren's titan. Just with the wrong user in Artlet's mind.

" It's not fair, you asshole. You get your peace, and leave me behind in this hell with a bunch of brats! Yes, they can pull their own weight. But you're not leading them anymore, instead it's gonna be someone else who can't live up to your name. All because I got emotional and saved that runt, when I knew, even with Hanji, that you were the better pick! A massive fuck up on my end, but then a small lived victory right? We have another titan ready to fight for us when needed. But I want you here! It's not fair, you trusted me to do the right thing with that weird liquid, and I don't know if I did! I promised myself that I'd follow you wherever, why did you have to go somewhere I can't go yet?! You and your stupid gambles, well make one with the devil down there and win, come back goddamn it! "

At this point, Levi was screaming to a grave on the verge of tears. From standing to dropping on his knees, the turned up dirt from a freshly dug hole in the ground was staining his pants. Giving him the feelings of touching the underground floors, though this time he didn't care. Fighting back an attack of tears, his hands digging into the soil and gripping it. Dirt being trapped in his fingernails, a fierce look on his face with a few stray falling tears from his eyes.

" I promise you, I'll make that sonva bitch pay. Along with aiding in to see that your final goal, your final dream is fulfilled. Even if I have to die to make that happen. "

It was a footstep, and the use of sharp senses that brought Levi out of his moment. Spinning around quick as could be, just to be met with a crying, tear stained face of one of his cadets. This was Levi's moment of vulnerability, being seen by Armin as if privacy wasn't a thing. Though now, the man couldn't hold it against the boy, dusting off himself to be free of the dirt and grime. Levi sent Armin a small glare, no words have been spoken yet, and not one really knew what to say.

" Captain . . . I'm sorry, but you should have us--. "

" Can it brat, I dunno how much you heard, and I hate repeating myself. But I'll make an exception, Erwin made his choice. I acted on it, now you might have to step up to bat. "

Levi's words drew a small gasp from Armin, making him want to roll his eyes.

" No one can live up to be Erwin, but I trust that you know what you're doing. Don't make me regret saving you now. "

" Y-Yes sir! But can I ask a question? "

That made a brow raise on Levi's face, a sign for Armin to carry on with what he was saying. The boy had to take a deep breath to even get the first word out. It almost made Levi scoff at a time like this.

" Y-You l-love Commander Erwin, sir? Is-Is that true? "

The stuttering fool really had the balls to ask. The captain almost looked impressed, but at the same time angered somewhat.

" Yeah, I loved him, Artlet. A main factor playing on in why I wanted to use the syringe on him. But something happened during it, like I said. Don't make me regret it. "

All he got was a frantic nod from the other blonde, even a salute for some reason. Levi responded with his own nod back, figuring now that his time alone with Erwin was up. Looking behind him at that grave, he sighed, his eyes narrowing somewhat.

' Don't worry, Erwin. You won't be along for long, I said I'd follow you right? Into that same fire I'll soon be going. '

He whispered out, making his way to leave now. Going as far as to pat a startled Armin on the shoulder. His own line echoing inside his head to help cope with this, just tweaked a bit this time.

' Plunder all your dreams, and lead those crying brats to victory. In his name. '

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| happy [ late ] new years to one and all <3.

| here's some Levi angst.

| word count; 1,684

I'm coming home.

" Promise me to stay alive? "

" I always do, runt. You better promise me. "

" I promise. "

Not all promises were made to be kept, either from the fact that they're broken almost instantly. Or they can't be kept at all, just empty words being said to fill the dead air created from the promise being said.

Words that people take so seriously, as if they'd truly mean something. They're supposed to mean something, right? Supposed to mean the world to the people who created this. End it off with pinkies interlocking, like a kid friendly way of signing off a piece of your soul.

A piece that you'll never get back. Discarded along with the broken seal, like as if finding a product in a store open. Needs to be thrown out.

I'm coming home.

" This expedition might get us even further in taking back for humanity. "

" Don't get your hopes up, just focus on coming back alive. . .please. "

" I promised, didn't I? "

You did, you promised Levi Ackerman an entire world in that one small and simple line.

But that universe didn't hold up for long, it collapsed along with the small space of an open heart he had. This expedition was supposed to be clean and simple, Erwin said. It was supposed to run flawlessly, as he's promised time and time again. But failed to keep, this entire mission wasn't supposed to end this way. His new formation was supposed to have fewer casualties, little to no accidents should everyone follow pursuit.

This time, that wasn't the case. The case that had opened and started it's cruel trial was the one happening here and now.

The weight of it feeling like a star going supernova inside his heart. Though since that pressure was trapped inside so tightly, there was no way for it to be let out. The captain shut down, his mind going blank and his eyes looking vacant as he drunk in the news.

Tell the world I'm coming home.

" They. . .were caught in the hands of a titan, sir. "

You weren't alive, not here to keep your end of the promise as he did with his. Not here to tell Levi that it was a mistake, they mistook you for someone else. That wasn't the ordeal, as much as he wished it was. All in his mind, playing on loop over and over was a silly little promise made before this. Of course it wouldn't have been kept, not in a world like this. A world where humanity is now at the bottom of the food chain, cornered like wounded animals.

The captain of the Survey Corps dared not to let his heart leap out of his chest. The man dared not to shed a single tear in front of his comrades. This was the norm, he'd had to chant to himself like a prayer on a broken record over and over for the silver lining to not shine through. Hold it back all the way until he was behind closed doors, locked so tight that letting it all out wouldn't be a problem. So that his regiment could probably see, that even their captain was at this game long enough to realize not every little thing was going to last.

A captain in front of everyone else, a human with emotions while being alone. That's how he wanted to treat this, tricking himself into thinking that's how he needed to treat this.

Should he have looked on that cart, pulling the fallen soldiers back to the safety of the walls. Levi knew he would have let that dam overflow with the sounds of a heart aching lover.

This expedition became the very reason why he loathed titans more. Becoming the very reason why, he started having doubts in his Commander.

I know my kingdom awaits.

The freshly dug hole waited for you alright back in Wall Rose. Somewhere maybe just outside the Krolva district, they called this place The Scouts Yard.

How this one patch of land that could have been used for anything else, soon started becoming overtaken by the bodies of his fallen companions from their ongoing war.

Now it houses your body.

The weather of the day was a stark contrast of his mood, the sun was shining with a few small thin clouds in the sky. A pity really, he thought that whatever God was out there might knew how to read a room. Levi slowly got down onto his knees to read the words on the new tombstone.

Here lies; Y/N L/N.

The ravenette couldn't bring himself to read the rest, already biting down his tongue to distract himself from the stinging of tears in his eyes. Hands clenched into fists at his side, his nails threatening to dig into his skin and draw blood. The dirt that was gathering at the knees of his uniform was going unnoticed.

' You promised me, idiot! How could you break it!? '

That broken promise lead you into a new world, a world of dirt under the earth. Was it like the hellhole he escaped from? Or was it better than the underground life? Except, there was no stairway fee. It was like your citizenship of this messed up surface world was revoked. Tarnished. Never to be used anymore. Torn away as if it were a fake and the MP's of that world came to collect you.

The grey orbs of the Ackerman were starting to itch and pulse with the amount of restraint he was using to not let himself cry. Levi's breathing changed into one of a heavy, and broken up pattern.

All he could think about was not here, not where people could see him at his weakest. Not at his lowest.

A hand being placed on his shoulder brought him out of his trance. Looking up, he saw none other than the man he promised himself to follow.

That's funny, huh? How he promised you he'd stay alive if you did, and how he promised himself to follow after your murderer. Every. Step. Of. The. Way. His life he placed in Erwin's hands, the same hands that weren't big enough to take your life into consideration. His own captain snapped at him, pushing his hand away harshly. Grey hues glaring ever so harshly at what seemed to be confused blue orbs.

Levi stood up to his full height, giving Erwin the greatest stare down of his existence. The commander taking a step back to retaliate, as if he were the victim.

" Levi- "

" This. Is your fault. "

Levi left Erwin with that, not catching how the commander suddenly got the hint, staring down at your grave.

And they've forgiven my mistakes.

Was it a mistake, to have broken a promise in this cruel and fucked up world? Was it really? You could catch Levi pacing the shared room with this thought in mind.

His side of the room was a complete and total mess. Just like his office, papers everywhere, wooden chair pieces scattered over his floor. Yet, should any piece debris get over to your side, Levi is cleaning it like a mad man. Leaving everything the way you had it before, hoping to preserve what he could of your memory.

Thinking it would bring a sense of calm to his nerves. All it brought uneasiness, abandonment, and a whole battalion of negative emotions that started attacking and swirling inside him. He almost questioned if this was how titans felt when their ends were coming to a near. A silly question, one used to try and distract himself. Not like it was helping in any shape or form, just made him feel worse. Useless even.

' Did I even say ' I love you enough ' ? Did I show them that I cared? Did I do enough before their time came!? '

A sob left him, loud and clear as day. Almost turning into another moment of pure wails and tears. The man was pretty sure he showed enough emotion, even when he tried and didn't really know how. Tried his best not to be closed off and buried in his work twenty-four/seven. He felt like screaming and sobbing this time. Was he even enough for you before death? If he wasn't so tired and dehydrated from doing the said act maybe about twenty minutes prior, Levi would have let the entirety of Wall Rose know his pain.

Eyes bloodshot from the onslaught attack of tears that kept pouring over from his once shining metallic eyes. How many cups of tea had he had? That somehow didn't end up as glass shards beneath his boots. For once, the mess didn't bother him, his promise to stay clean was broken. Just like almost everything else. One promise he made out of this shit, was to kill each and every titan. Then show Erwin that they're human, not just soldiers waiting to throw away their lives for bastard nobles.

Those were promises he couldn't break. Along with not forgetting you, a bittersweet reminder on how everyone precious leaves his life one way or another. No amount of rain in the world could wash away that pain.

Here now sat the Scouts' captain, sitting up against a heavy locked wooden door, holding what was your cloak from the expedition. Levi couldn't bring himself to clean it, the red of your blood, or maybe someone else's stained and clashed with the green. Making it a murky, dark, and odd color, Levi clutched it to his chest. His stray fallen tears turning the fabric a darker shade of its color.

" I promise you, brat. . .I'll be coming back home alive. "

Not all promises could be kept, just words to fill the dead silent air that was created. Reminders that it could always be broken in the least expected amount of time, in the most hurtful way. A stupid way to sign off a piece of your soul and hope for the better.

Tell the world that I'm coming home.

Levi Ackerman, was now no stranger to it.

#shingeki no kyoujin levi #levi aot #levi attack on titan #levi angst #levi ackerman #levi ackerman x reader #shingeki no kyojin #attack on titan #attack on titan angst #angst

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↠I don't see much on his, plz,, he's bby.

↠wanted to keep this one short and sweet.

↠this took too long smh

↠word count; 791.

Being a pro-hero, meant that there were barely any off days. Let alone a week to spend for the holidays, Yo Shindo was just finally happy that he can stow away the costume of the hero Grand for about a few days now. Sleep in, relax and take a few loads off, and maybe try and stay up one of those days. Who knows?

But his favorite part was waking up with you, not to you this time. Most of the time he's gone before you wake up, leaving you with as much as a kiss on the head and a good morning text before patrol followed by paperwork. Shindo was going to take full advantage of this time, not a moment wasted. Seeing as it was still dark out, his internal clock waking him before his alarm, Yo made quick work to shut it off before it went off. Reaching behind him to the nightstand and plucking off the small device, a few clicks and button taps before putting it back. Now both arms can finally rest around you. Legs being entangled before even falling asleep, your head right under his chin, Yo placed his cheek upon your head. Once comfortable, his body decided that the extra rest might be beneficial at this moment.

Waking back up, Yo found out that he woke up alone. Sleepily patting your side of the bed to get his final answer, Yo kicked the covers off and started making his way through the shared apartment. Rubbing the sleep from his eyes with a yawn, he could smell your cooking instantly as he stepped out into the living area. Now as clear as day, he can see you clad in one of his shirts and what also seemed to be his joggers rolled up to stay on your hips. A sight for sore eyes you were, the bedhead tying the tired house look all together. Humming a tune to yourself with your back facing him, you didn't notice the hero sneaking up behind you and holding your waist.

You had half a mind to turn and use your quirk to attack whomever that was, only to realize that it was your pro-hero of a boyfriend.

" You're up earlier than I expected. "

As Yo placed his shoulder in the crook of your neck, he hummed lowly. Nuzzling his face to hide away from the kitchen light.

" You weren't there when I woke up. For the second time that is, hurry up with this. "

His whines did not fall on deaf ears, making you rush at the task at hand before you. Almost burning a few things since he did not want to let go. Shindo was a clingy cute, sometimes, but when like this it's impossible to get anything done. The bastard sometimes feels entitled to a session of cuddling with you, thus making most of your day's work rushed and messily done for his needs. Safe to say your shared needs now, you've been waiting for a good moment to spend time with the hero for this long.

The moment you turned the stove off, both plates in hands, Yo made his move to carry you bridal style to the couch while balancing your meals in your hands. Safely there, that's when it all started. A shared blanket around both of your shoulders, side by side watching whatever random show decided to appear on the television. At some point it even started snowing outside, this is what the hero loved most about his days off. He could spend them and cherish the days with you.

Each day out doing his profession felt like each given second with you was taken for granted. Yo started realizing a little ways into from working at his first agency as a sidekick.

Pulling your body closer to his as both parties finished eating, Yo placed a kiss on the crown of your head. His hands rubbing your sides with small uses of his quirk for a tickle, that was making you snicker and giggle at his antics a bit. He then soon started pressing kisses all over your face, ending at your lips. Both of your hands coming up to rest of the sides of his face and cradle him.

" I love you, beauty. "

" I love you too, darling. "

Snow falling, a few days off, you in his arms. The hero had ideas in mind on how to spend it. Mainly ideas for indoors, very few for anything outside. Make this a holiday weekend for you both to remember.

Shindo pulled you closer to his chest, engulfing your frame with an embracing hold.

Yeah, he knows he'll spend it right. After all, all his wishes came true this year.

#yo shindo #yo shindo x reader #my hero academy fanfiction #my hero academia #mha imagines #mha fanfiction #x reader #x reader fluff #mha fluff

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Hey there, names Nik! Or you can call me Razzie, I'm fine with either.

I go by them/they!

Feel free to request a fanfic, or even chat if you're with it. Though before doing all of that, I'll have to lay down a few rules.

I'll be your multi-fandom writer!

↠ Jujutsu Kaisen.

The fandoms I'll be writing for are the following;

↠ My Hero Academia.

↠ Attack On Titan.

↠ Fire Force.

I am not picky with x reader or a ship fanfic, I like them both so I'll be writing for both! As for genres, that is where I get picky.

I will write;

↠ Fluff.

↠ Angsts.

↠ Even AUs.

↠ Scenarios.

↠ Crack fics.

↠ Headcannons.

If you have an OC, I'll even write a fic for them if requested! Though that will have to be discussed in detail for us both to be comfortable.

Though I will not write smut. That will be a huge NO for me. Since I can't write it for anything. Smut headcannons however, might be on here since I can work with that. Instead of writing a whole smut fanfic. With that being said, I also be listing off what I also won't do.

NO's;

❌ Smut.

❌ Incest.

❌ Pedophilia

❌ Su*cidal stories.

[ ⭕ I can manage to do " Bakugou x a depressed reader " and write for depressing ships. ]

❌ Self-harm.

❌ Eating disorders.

As for requesting, I also have a few DO's and DO NOTS.

When requesting please DO;

↠ Be patient with me.

↠ Ask respectfully, please.

When requesting please DO NOT;

↠ Spam me.

↠ Or demand anything of me.

My inbox is always open, even if it's for a chat. These are just my rules, preferences, and such.

Thank you for taking your time to read this. I hope that you'll find my writing enjoyable.

- 💥

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hoaxsen · 3 years

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| a/n: first time doing a fic on tumblr, heh. enjoy. :)

| word count: 1,519

| pairing: Ryomen Sukuna x reader

| tw: character death, and blood.

Curse.

Demon.

Abomination.

King of Destruction.

The Ruler of All Curses.

He's heard it all, and has taken it in with great pride. A wicked grin on his face as he wrecked any kind of havoc he could. Most of it out of pure boredom.

But that was centuries ago.

Now he resides in his domain, in the mind of a young boy he's taking as a vessel. Since who else in their right mind would casually eat one of his fingers? This was certainly the best he could get, along with that. This boy, Yuuji Itadori, was probably the most compatible person he's come across.

The rest died.

Sitting on a throne of skull and bones, Ryomen Sukuna was lost in thought now. Taking trips back down memory lane that dates back to over five hundred years ago. Probably landing him at the age of five hundred years old, or maybe four hundred and ninety-nine years. Who knows? He doesn't care for the age, just the person that occupied his time back then. Before his fingers were scattered off to the winds, labeled as special grade curses. The most dangerous things deemed on the face of the planet.

" Sukuna! "

It was like he could almost hear their voice again. Playing aloud in the back of his mind, as almost if they were still with him. Vividly and clear, as if you were right behind him.

" You did this to me! You are what they say! "

Brows furrowing as one memory in particular started to play like a movie in his mind. His fist clenching at the thought, the leg that was crossed over the other started swaying back and forth. Black claw like fingernails rapping and tapping against his leg. He wanted to forget, but he also wanted to remember. The look of fear on your face that day, burned permanently into his mind.

It couldn't seem to ever leave him.

_______________________

" My dear, are you going to wake up at all today? It's nearly noon! "

A top and bottom ruby red eye opened to take in the appearance of the one disturbing his slumber. A slow sleepy like grin adorned his face once he saw, an arm reaching out to drag them down to join him in the plush sheets. Their resistance was futile, as all it took was one gentle tug in his own strength to bring them down. Four arms reaching out to cage them close to his chest. A hand in their hair, two around their waist, as the last one rested on the small of their back. The demon hummed contently, curling around his adoring lover. Their small squeaks of protest to get up was falling on deaf ears, a chuckle rumbling from the deepest pits of his chest.

" What's the rush? Let me enjoy this. Leaving that wretched village behind, nothing is stopping me. "

This was wrong, he was so vulnerable at this point.

As their head popped up, with a pouting glare to meet his smirking features. Crimson red eyes clashing with e/c orbs, they had to be his favorite shade of the color.

" Stop staring like that. It's weird. "

" I might be a curse, but I know when to stop and appreciate things. "

Though it seemed like he didn't stop enough to appreciate anything. His pride started to overtake his being, wanting to cause more destruction and chaos that the world has ever seen. Of course it didn't sit right with you, it never did. Never when he came back, sometimes covered head to toe in blood. Dragging in behind a new souvenir, the chaotic outbursts that came along with everything else. Tied off into some gorgeous, yet twisted bow, and handed to you like a birthday gift.

" I can't keep doing this. "

Stopping Sukuna dead in his tracks, a brow being arched to show his confused state.

" Can't keep doing what? "

" Being in love with a demon. "

One, ouch. Two, what? Why speak up now of all times? You knew what he did, yet stayed silent with him the entire time. Like what the cursed man did was of any hindrance in this. It must be an off day, or clearly he misheard.

Oh how he wished it was that.

" Look at this! Look at you, yes you're a demon sent straight from the depths of hell. Yes, you do whatever it is you want. "

Where was this going?

" But I can't sit here and be apart of this! I was already shunned by my people for just saying ' I love you ', I've tried to ignore what you've been doing for so long. But I can't, Sukuna. I can't! You parade the innocent towns for nothing, not a drop of revenge, or anything against them. Just wake up one day and choose this sicking, maddening violence! "

" Where is this goi--? "

" I'm leaving. "

It was quiet enough to hear a pin drop, all four eyes he adorned started to narrow and glare harshly at your figure. As if he was searching for a hidden message behind this.

" Say that again. "

" I said. I'm leaving you. "

Like hell you were that day. This might just be a phase, something you'd get over in the meantime. What the humans would call these days, ' a misunderstanding between couples. '

" No. "

" What? What do you mean no? You can't make a decision like tha--! "

" No. You're not leaving me, you are to remain here. "

His voice was increasing, he could remember the small hunted traces of fear in your eyes as he took his steps forward. Causing you to take a few steps back, which he had no care for.

He remembers the screaming, yelling, breaking of a few small and meaningless objects.

Though what he vividly remembers was, once being close enough, one of his arms shot out and a hand grabbing your face. Black nails gently leaving indents prickling into your s/c skin, his harsh words that soon brought tears to the colorful eyes he used to love so.

Out of his fit of rage and this argument going on for how long it did, Sukuna's grip did tighten. Ignoring the protests of him hurting you escaping from your lips. Something just snapped inside of Sukuna, from angered yelling and screaming, to now just seeing red. Red was somewhat of a favorite color to him, how the blood drips from a corpse. Or how it pools from under one, didn't even matter who it came from.

For this time, of course it did. That same red from the trigger for him to kill, murder, destroy all before him. Sadly, it was you.

Nails digging into your cheeks, your hands on his wrist trying to pry him away was not enough. Weak against him, nothing against him, futile against him. It was enough to show the signs of prey struggling to stay alive once they know that they've been cornered by their predators. As his nails dug into your skin, blood started dripping along with the mix of tears from pure fear running down the nail. Coating it this coat of red with a shining clear.

That was taken as another sign, go in for the kill. As all signs were evident and shown, Ryomen Sukuna did. The sickening crack of a neck being broken filled the air, followed by a dead silence as he came back to his senses. The curse pulled away, as if his hand was being burned. Your body hitting the floor with a thud, the culprit standing and staring right over it. No emotion on his face, no looks of being teary eyed or angered.

This would be the first time Ryomen Sukuna felt numb and powerless. A first in where he didn't know what to do, a first for everything there was.

Nudging your body with his foot, Sukuna was not ready to accept the fact that he's done this. Quick to deny it and shut it down.

Denying how the spark left your shining eyes.

Denying how the red blood that dripped from the small cuts in your skin was of his doing.

Denying that you were dead.

He's never disliked the color red so much before now. It took years for him to finally stop lying to himself and accept the faults.

He killed his love, and he knows it oh so well now.

_____________________________

Resting in his domain, still have not shed a single tear. Not even on that day, nor the next day after that, or the next day after that. Sukuna roamed around with the knowledge of him doing such a deed.

What would it have mattered right? Your lifespan would not have lifted up to his, still.

He had no right to take it.

" Are you happy with yourself? King of Curses? "

It was like he could still hear you. Taunting him, throwing him off balance. The one life he wishes that he didn't take. Though, you can never change the past.

With all the cursed magic running through him.

Ryomen Sukuna sometimes wishes he could.

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