#*delighted izuki's noise*

[quietplace26]

In this au Akito has tattoos that looks like the scales of a Blue White-Lipped Pit Viper. Most of Akito's 'scales' are on his back and all over his shoulders. He does have some 'scales' on his arms.

Naga!KK au

Akito woke up to a bright sun blaring down on him, seagulls crying all around, and cool water lapping at his feet.

With a groan, Akito pushes his aching body up into a sitting position where he slowly pats his body to see if he was injured anywhere.

Besides feeling like a walking bruise, he had no injuries. So that's a relief.

Looking around, Akito sees he's on a beach, and not too far behind him was a forest. The familar sound of human civilzation was vacant in the air. Just the sound of the ocean waves and wildlife was all he could hear.

"Okay... I-I need to calm down." Akito nervously runs a hand through his messy hair while trying to calm himself down. "Think! What happened?!"

A few hours eariler... "Heeeyyy Izuki!!!" An arm is thrown around Akito's shoulders, forcing him looked up from his book to glare at the person touching him. "What do you want Takumi?"

Takumi was the class prefect. Everyone liked him and thought he could do no wrong. Akito just thought he was an arrogant prick.

"Ah don't be such a jerk! Me and the guys noticed how quiet you've been lately and was wondering if you wanted to come to a party with us?"

Akito makes a face of disgust. Of course he's been quiet recently. His little sister just passed away for crying out loud!

Akito snaps his book shut, shoves Takumi's arm off his shoulder, and gathers his stuff. "No."

Too bad Takumi couldn't take no for an answer, and to Akito annoyance, the prick somehow convinces him to come the party.

The party turned out to be some big boat party. There were mulitple boats sailing together, and every single one of them had drunk people partying on them.

Akito was tucked away in a dark corner on one of these boats. He was regreting even coming to shitshow when everything went to hell.

The once clear night skies became dark with rain clouds and the waves around the boats became rough, throwing the sea vessels into one another.

Akito remembered hearing a loud cracking noise over the sound of people screaming, and then the boat he was on started sinking rapidly!

Somehow he managed to grab a lifesaver and his bag before finding himself in cold seawater where he had trouble staying above water. He passed out soon afterwards.

And now here he was. Stuck on some unknown island where there was most likely no human around to help him! He also didn't have his phone! It must have fallen out his pocket when he fell into the sea!

Akito shakily gets to his feet and begins to explore the beach, hoping to find something that could help him.

To his delight, he sees his bag not to far away from him!

Scrambling over to it, he rips it open and checks his stuff. To his relief, all his belongings were dry and still tuck away safely in it!

He's never been so glad that he started keeping extra clothes and food in his school bag! It was getting really hot, and the long sleeve he wore to the party last night was starting to stick to his skin uncomfortably.

Akito quickly rips off both his lifesaver and his long sleeve, tossing both to the side before digging around in his bag for a different shirt.

As he was looking through his bag, he never notices or hears the figure slithering up behind him.

The figure doesn't attack Akito however. He just seems to... study the human. His reptilian eyes rake across Akito shoulders/back where tattooed scales laid scattered all around on the younger man's pale skin.

The figure tilts his head curiously. The small creature (Akito) in front of him wasn't like anything he's ever seen before. It looks similar to the pests that lived on the otherside of his island.

Small, weak, with two strange appendages sticking out where a tail should be, and they had no scales.

This small creature however? It had scales! And what pretty scales they were! A pretty blue color that was tempting the figure to come closer...

Oh? What was the small creature doing now? The figure watches the small creature pull out a piece of fabric. To the figure's displeasure, the small creature pulls the fabric over it's head, thus covering it's scales from the figure's view.

The figure didn't like that at all, and he makes his displeasure known by letting out a growl that finally makes Akito realize he wasn't as alone as he originally thought.

As Akito pulls on his new shirt, a loud growl from behind him startles him, but before he could turn around to see what it was, he finds himself being pinned to the sand by a clawed hand and a snake like tail coiling around his body tightly.

A strangled whimper of fear slips free from Akito's throat as the scaly tail coiled around him gives him a warning squeeze, and as he looks up at his captor, he finds a pair of reptilian eyes staring down at him with a predatory glint.

Akito honestly wasn't sure what the hell was holding him down. It was big. Way bigger than he was, and definitely not human, or at least, not completely human.

It more or less looked like an older man with a long black/red snake tail. His hair was rather long and ratty. His ears slightly pointed at the tip. His eyes were reptilian in nature. The beast even had red/black scales scatter along the his upper body, specially under his eyes and around his neck/shoulders.

Besides all those inhuman characteristics, the beast also had some black bands around his wrists and biceps.

Akito squeaks when he suddenly finds himself being lifted off the sand and into the air by the snake man's tail. He was now face to face with the snake man, and he was too scared to look away.

With an angry look on his face, the snake man reaches out toward Akito, making the human flinch back and clenches his eyes shut, waiting for pain to come.

But no pain came, only an annoyed grunting sound and a tug at his shirt.

Cracking his eyes open, Akito sees the beast was tugging at his shirt collar with a scowl on his face.

"Off!" It was very broken japanese, but Akito knew for a fact he just heard the word 'off' come out this beast's mouth.

He looks down at his shrt and back up at the snake man. "You want me... to take my shirt off?" The snake man smiles, showing off sharp teeth as he did, and nods wildly. "Off! Off!"

"I'll take it off! Just put me down first." Akito couldn't believe what he was doing, but if it kept him alive he'll do whatever this beast asked him to.

When he yanked his shirt off, the beast's rumbles increased and his expression seemed to brighten.

He quickly coils around Akito, forcing the human to sit down on the coils, and gently touches some of Akito's tattoos. "Pretty scales~"

Akito shivers as the gentle touches continued along his back, neck, and arms, and a timid, unsure smile graces his face. For something so big and menacing, the beast was surprisingly gentle with his touch...

Time seems to melt away as the beast continued his exploration on Akito's skin, lightly tracing the human's tattoos with his claws, but never once scatching the Akito's fragile skin.

Weirdly enough, the gentle touches were starting to feel relaxing to Akito. It was getting to a point where it was making Akito so relax he was starting to yawn and sway slightly where he was sitting on the snake man's coils.

He hasn't had a good night's rest in a long time. Not since Mari passed away actually. Add on the stess of his near death experience from the night before, and you got a mentally exhausted Akito.

Akito's eye's were drooping now, and he could barely even sit up straight anymore...

The beast lets out a startled cry when Akito started falling forward. Luckily for Akito, the beast catches him before he could faceplant into the sand.

Cradled in the snake man's arms, the last thing Akito sees before blacking out was the beast's worried expression and thinking along the lines of, 'I really hope he doesn't eat me..."

#ghostwire: tokyo #ghostwire tokyo #akito/kk #naga au #naga!kk #monster au #akito has tattoos #akito is very tired #naga!kk is gonna take care of him #mari is dead #long post omg

[izukillme-moved]

*Izuki walking instead of running at practice*

Riko: IZUKI! WHY AREN'T YOU RUNNING?!

Izuki: *stops, turns* Coach, you said I was a walking meme, not a running one.

#izuki #knb #riko #delighted izuki noises #kuroko no basuke #am i on a knb high? yeah you could say that

[incorrectknb]

Izuki: Which country has the most birds? Portu-geese.

Moriyama: Wait. That’s a language.

Takao: Portu-gull.

Moriyama: Nice recovery.

Izuki: Don’t you mean 'nice re-dove-ry'?

Moriyama: Turkey. How did we miss Turkey?

#Izuki Shun #Moriyama Yoshitaka #Takao Kazunari #KnB #kuroko no basket #*seirin groaning in the background* #*delighted Izuki noises* #this is a submission by an anon #submission

[yes2gay4dis]

Moriyama: Did you sat on a pile of sugar? ‘Cause you got a sweet ass. Kise: Is your name honey? Because you’re so sweet. The whole kaijou team, simultaneously: Oh no.

#i snorted #knb #moriyama yoshitaka #Kise Ryouta #Kaijou #*delighted izuki's noise*

[uta-no-knb]

How'bout some headcanons with izuki? Fluff it up

Here we gooooo!!!

Very cheesey boyfriend

Will declare his love for you in mushy and cheesey ways

especially with puns

Maybe even write sappy love letters…that do include puns

Loves to hold hands with you

he loves to feel your warmth against his skin.

Plus its his way of telling other guys to “fuck off”

Cuddles

he lives for these

Seriously, he is a cuddly bug

The moment you two are seated down somewhere, be prepared for cuddles.

He’s the big spoon

there will be times where he comes home from practice and just wants to be the little spoon

He’s a huge romantic so he will often times leave you little trinkets in your locker

Remember that wherever he goes, his puns will follow, so brace yourself for those

Dates with him wouldn’t be the “traditional dates”

I can see him taking his s/o to an arcade, golfing or if she owned a dog, taking both of their dogs to a dog park

Maybe even the carnival.

Keep him away from the clowns if you go that route…they don’t appreciate his bad puns either

When it comes to his puns, he doesn’t have a filter, so prepare for having romantic moments ruined with his puns. 

He is protective of you

not overly protective, but protective. 

If you’re walking home alone at night (which he would never let you do regardless), he would expect to hear from you within an hour

if its more than that, he panics and a different Izuki is born

If you end up marrying this loveable goof, not only do you have to brace yourself for the puns, but also the dad jokes

seriously, if you have kids, they’re going to be humiliated with all of his bad dad jokes.

These are all that I can really think of-rest assured that I will add more when I think of them

#knb headcanons #izuki shun #*delighted izuki noises* #knb

[sugarysweetinfatuation]

[Desperate Coincidences| Yandere!Izuku x Reader]

[Just a writing warm-up tbh because my writing skills are rusty]

You would’ve never thought that a student of the hero course would be so...into you.

It shouldn’t have happened, hell it never would’ve had happened anyways if it weren’t for coincidences and life’s sick way of twisting you until your bones threatened to snap. 

It had been a rainy day, the kind that settled a chill into your bones and left your fingers achingly numb and unable to work properly. You had fumbled with your lock, muttering a soft curse underneath your breath when you heard a loud crashing thud nearby. 

‘‘Kacchan!’’ you heard a desperate, high-pitched voice call out, pleading as another loud boom of noise followed and the rumble of debris hitting the ground. You met the eyes of another student from general studies, from the class next door, and both of you simultaneously shook your heads. Goddamn those fucking hero students.

A blur of yellow and red burst past you, smelling like ash and the crackling scent of fire and spewing out a long string of swears underneath his breath. You cocked a brow, turning around to try to get your locker open when something green collided into you, sending you tumbling to the ground.

‘‘I’m so so sorry,’‘ that same voice that had called out Kacchan earlier spoke and you looked up, grimacing at the extended hand before taking it and allowing yourself to be hauled up firmly by the green-haired boy,’‘ I wasn’t looking where I was going and I’m so sorry again can I do someth-?’‘

You held up a finger to silence the blubbering boy before reaching into your pocket, fumbling around in its depths before extracting a single, slightly crumpled pink bandaid with cute little red hearts splattered across the surface. You noticed his confused look and extended your arm, holding out the bandaid.

‘’Nah, I’m good,’’ you shook your head, forcing yourself to smile at least somewhat kindly,’’ You got a little cut here though from whatever that fiery hero bastard did. Must think he’s tough shit like the other hero course students just because of some half-assed quirk when he’s not really that special, huh?’’

The green-haired boy took the bandaid, his fingers trembling slightly, and he looked caught off by the words.

‘‘Kacchan isn’t like that! Heros aren’t like that either. Everyone,’‘ the green-haired boy paused in his passionate burst of words, looking flustered but still pressing on,’‘ Everyone I know deserves the title hero, always fighting even when their limits have been met. We may not be special, but please don’t look down on us like that!’‘

You exhaled at his words, looking sheepish and feeling like a bitch before you spoke,’’ I’m sorry for what I assumed. I’m having a shitty day and I took it out I suppose. I hope that cut gets better and, uh, I’m sorry?’’

You grabbed your slippers and quickly put them on, feeling flustered before you hurried away to your first class, leaving the hero course student dumbfounded and staring after you. He stared down at the bandaid, his cheeks suddenly burning a hot red, feeling overwhelmed. 

‘‘I-I can’t believe I said all of that,’‘ Izuki muttered softly to himself, clutching the band-aid tightly in his grip,’‘ She was so pretty up close.’‘

You never knew this, but the boy, Midoriya Izuku, never put on the bandaid, putting it on a desk next to the picture of you he had found in a yearbook and delicately spent an hour cutting out. 

But you knew one thing, and that was that after this coincidental meeting, you saw the green-haired boy everywhere.

He was everywhere you went, standing around in the hallway talking to some tall dark blue-haired boy you recognized as Iida Tenya of class 1-A even though his class was very far away, eating lunch a table away from you during lunch, hanging out near your locker, and even walking the same way home as you after classes.

You had written it off a mere coincidence, thinking that it definitely couldn’t have been because of you that this was all happening because you were a normal student from general studies with a small minor quirk and he was, which you later learned, Midoriya Izuku, one of the most popular hero course students with a quirk that easily brought yours to shame. So why, why would he be into you.

So you didn’t even blink when you noticed things missing from your room, small hair ties and scraps of clothing vanishing in a blink of an eye, or when there seemed to be that itching, blood-curdling feeling of someone watching you at every single hour of the day.

At least that’s what you thought before he showed up to your class on White day, breathless and kneeling over with a large stuffed animal tucked underneath his arm, a box of chocolates nearly crushed underneath his nervous grip.

‘‘I’m looking for (L/n)! (L/n) (Y/n)!’‘ he had breathed out quickly and everyone had turned to you. You froze, turning to look at the breathless green-haired boy whose eyes were locked on you, determination flashing over his eyes. 

‘‘Will you go out with me?’‘ his voice was loud as he bent over, his arms extended straight out to show his gifts like a sacrifice before a deity. Your mouth fell open, soundless words coming out of your mouth as you made panicked eye contact with your classmates. They all did a thumbs-up in response, grinning and nodding frantically. You felt hopelessly trapped, wanting to curl into yourself and pretend that this, that this wasn’t happening. That the boy destined to be the next All Might wasn’t here and that he definitely wasn’t into you and that you weren’t going to find yourself forced into a relationship with a boy that you had spoken maybe 3 sentences to before. 

‘‘Um,’‘ your voice was meek as you shrunk into your seat under everyone’s intense stares, feeling vulnerable and weak,’‘ Ok?’‘

Loud cheering came out of your classmates, everyone whooping in delight, and you could even see some of the students from class 1-A standing outside the door of your class, grinning at Izuku’s success. 

You couldn’t help thinking to yourself as Izuku came closer, pressing his gifts into your arms and grinning widely, his eyes watery as he unnoticeably took a deep gulp of your nearby scent, what the hell did you get yourself into?

After all, everything that happened, from each missing piece of object stolen from your room and placed gently on a desk next to an oddly familiar pink bandaid with small red hearts, wasn’t just a coincidence. It was, by Izuku’s perception, fate. And he was desperate to prove it to you. 

#yandere #yandere x reader #yandere izuku midoriya #yandere izuku x reader #yandere bnha #yandere boku no hero academia #yandere writing #yandere au #yandere fic #yandere scenario #yandere reactions #yandere imagine #yandere izuku #yandere izuku midoriya x reader #yandere x you #yandere love #yandere oneshot #yandere drabble #boku no hero academia #boku no hero fanfic #boku no hero x reader #my hero academia #yandere boku no hero academia fic #yandere boku no hero academia reaction #yandere boku no hero academia drabble #yandere boku no hero academia imagine #yandere my hero academia #yandere my hero academia imagines #yandere my hero academia drabble #bnha

[x-de-con-struct-ed-x--arch]

a conversation overheard from within the workshop

“You are awful quiet over their, Izuki.”

“Mm.”

...

“Ironhide.”

"Hm?”

“Is everything alright?”

“Yeah.” There’s a groan and the sound of a chair scraping across the floor, like it’s being settled into, and then a sighed exvent. “Yes. Just--thinking.”

“Ah, that’s what smells like it’s burning.”

Ironhide chuckles, sounding rather forced, but otherwise falls silent. The silence stretches for several moments, the only sound coming from within the workshop being the low hum of machinery and the soft, repetitive grinding noise of a blade being sharpened by hand. Then:

“Ironhide.”

“Yes, Shimmer?”

“Talk to me.”

He doesn’t for several moments.

“I’ve never upset her this badly.”

Shimmer makes a conversative noise, but says nothing.

“I didn’t think it would be a big deal,” Ironhide continues, sounding distressed. “She knows about me an’ Ratch, and they get along alright. And she knows I’ve always been... a bit cavalier in my exploits.”

“That’s a nice way of saying you’re a slut.”

“You’re not helping. Actually, I’m pretty sure that is your fault.”

They both laugh, but it dies quickly.

“I didn’t mean to hurt her. I didn’t think having you around would hurt her.”

“I know.”

“I love her, Shimmer.”

The soft sound of blade against whetstone stops.

“I know.”

“I haven’t told her that yet.”

“You should.”

“Don’t know if I can now.”

“Izukumba sa Simfuri.”

...

Shimmer sighs; then, the lightest of pedesteps, just barely audible over the background noise of the workshop.

“Primus help me, you always were so dramatic.”

“Pretty sure that’s your fault, too.”

Shimmer gives another laugh, low and truly amused.

“Probably. But I don’t remember you ever having your helm this far up your aft.”

Ironhide growls.

“Shush.” There’s a light slapping sound, accompanied by a disgruntled noise from the weaponsmith. “You need to pull yourself together. She’s just hurt; she’ll get over it, one way or another, and it’d be nice of you to at least try and reassure her rather than letting her flounder her way through it by herself.”

Her words are met with silence.

“Izuki.” Shimmer’s tone softens. “She’s just hurt,” she repeats, “and confused. I don’t think that femme has ever been in love before.”

“No, she hasn’t. She’s never said anything, anyway.” A pause. “You think she’s in love with me?” Another slap. “Hey, that one hurt.”

“You’re an idiot; I hope you know that.”

“Yeah. I am.” Another pause. “You think I should talk to her?”

“Yes.”

“Yes. Alright.” And again, another pause. “You’re not... upset at all, are you, Kanzi?”

“Never, Izuki. She may not like me, but you’re my friend and I have always wanted what’s best for you, from day one.” There’s a rumble of delight, the unmistakable sound of Ironhide purring. Shimmer laughs. “And I don’t think you’ll get much better than her, if she’s anywhere near as good as you say she is. And even if you could, I don’t think it would matter. You are smitten with each other.”

Ironhide’s purring grows louder, and he sighs, audibly letting go of his distress. “I really couldn’t do better,” Ironhide agrees, his voice almost too low to hear.

“Talk to her after she calms down a bit. Give her time to... warm up.”

Ironhide chuckles. “I will.”

“I love you, Izukumba.”

“And I love you, Kanzimakhan.”

Silence falls over the workshop once more, the only sounds being the low hum of machinery and the steady purr of an at-ease weaponsmith.

“If you mess this up, I want to be here when she kicks your aft.”

Ironhide’s laughter could’ve been heard from the flat above the workshop.

@wild-at-spark​

#:: 🔧 :: [ mun’s art ] #:: ❤️ :: frostbite and forge fire burns [ Wildrider/Ironhide || wild at spark ] #:: ❤️ :: just another diamond in the rough [ Ironhide & Shimmer ] #it's... done. that's all I can say XD #and I think it's everything that Wild needs to hear

[unofficialanimequotes]

*At Shutoku*

Takao: Where does Captain Hook go to get a new hook?

Midorima: …

Takao: The secondhand store!

Ootsobo: he's banned from hanging out with Izuki

Miyaji: Kimura! Pineapple!

*At Seirin*

Izuki: Why is Peter Pan always flying? Because he Neverlands! Kitakore!

Hyuuga: *angry Hyuuga noises*

Izuki: Come on Hyuuga. That joke never gets old! Good one me!

Hyuuga: *throws basketballs at Izuki*

#takao kazunari #smooth migrane #izuki puns #izuki shun #*delighted izuki noises* #*angry hyuuga noises* #hyuuga junpei #Disney puns

[incorrectknb]

Izuki: Hey, Hyuuga, wanna eat what my mom made?

Hyuuga: Um...sure, what'd she make?

Izuki: Me.

Hyuuga: *glasses cracking*

#Izuki Shun #Hyuuga Junpei #KnB #kuroko no basket #HyuuIzu #roses are red violets are basketball #*delighted Moriyama noises* #this is a submission by an anon #submission

[incorrectknb]

Kagami’s spouse: [handing over their son] Here, can you change the baby?

Kagami: Okay.

Kagami: [drives to a hospital] Hi, yes, my baby is crying, can I get a new one?

#Kagami Taiga #KnB #kuroko no basket #this is a submission by gentlemangos #submission #this is kinda #*delighted Izuki noises*

[incorrectknb]

Aomine: I'm writing a cop opera.

Momomi, Kise, Kuroko [simultaneously]: COPERA!

#Aomine Daiki #Momoi Satsuki #Kise Ryouta #Kuroko Tetsuya #KnB #kuroko no basket #*delighted Izuki noises* #a main mod original™

[incorrectknb]

Koganei: Yeah, I guess you could say I have cat-like reflexes.

Koganei: [points to a cat] I love you.

#this is genuinely delightful #Koganei Shinji #KnB #kuroko no basket #*delighted Izuki noises* #this is a submission by gentlemangos #submission

[incorrectknb]

Akashi: Ah, Shintarou, is your lucky item an armless Barbie doll?

Midorima: It had arms this morning, but-

Takao: (waving Barbie doll arms) Back off, rich boy, I’m armed!

#Akashi Seijuurou #Midorima Shintarou #Takao Kazunari #Izuki wipes a single tear from his eye #*delighted Izuki noises* #KnB #kuroko no basket #this is a submission by moshigami #submission #500

[incorrectknb]

Akashi’s dad: *complains about anything*

Akashi: You really should come with a supply of cheese to match your vintage whine.

#Akashi Seijuurou #KnB #kuroko no basket #Akashi Masaomi #this is a submission by moshigami #submission #*delighted Izuki noises*

[incorrectknb]

Izuki: *sees math exam*

Izuki: WHAT IN INTEGRATION?

Koganei: WHAT IN DIFFERENTIATION?

Kiyoshi: WHAT IN STANDARD DEVIATION?

Mitobe: …

Koganei: Mitobe says, “WHAT IN TRIGONOMETRIC IDENTIFICATION?”

Riko: What the fuck.

Seirin: …

Izuki: Yeah, that works.

Hyuuga: Guys, we’re in an exam.

#furihata: why are none of the other second years at practice today? #tsuchida: they all have detention #kagami: all of them???? #tsuchida: yeah #Izuki Shun #Koganei Shinji #Kiyoshi Teppei #Mitobe Rinnosuke #Aida Riko #Hyuuga Junpei #KnB #kuroko no basket #*seirin groaning in the background* #*delighted Izuki noises* #this is a submission by moshigami #submission #500

[incorrectknb]

Hyuuga, to Izuki: That fibonacci joke is as bad as the last two you made combined.

Izuki: I don't know whether to be proud or insulted.

#Hyuuga Junpei #Izuki Shun #KnB #kuroko no basket #*delighted Izuki noises* #this is a submission by an anon #submission