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stpvnd6794 · 10 months

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Headcannons for Yoon Bum, Feitan Portor, Illumi Zoldyck, and Tamaki Amajiki

⚠️ note: there is nsfw content, mentions of cnc, might be triggering to some!! ⚠️

Yoon Bum

sfw

- wants to be loved

- devoted, completely loyal

- will do ANYTHING asked of him

- cuddles

- obsessive, doesn’t know how to love correctly

- obsessed like STALKER LEVEL

- but it’s sweet in its own way.

- gets jealous when you talk about anyone

- OLIVE THEORY

- hes so sweet, will plump your pillow and shit like that

- loves it when you do little things

- like just scoot closer to him outta no where

- or lay your legs on him

- or play with his hair

- LORD man will get on him knees

- no, like.. seriously. he will

- and i have a feeling he’d love random kisses, albeit will be hella shy ab it

nsfw

- praise.

- complete bottom

- the only time he will dom is if you make him

- please reward him for everything

- GOOD BOY

- such a good boy

- so submissive

- will do everything asked of him

- so cute

- cums too fast

- thrusts inexperienced-ly

- the cutest doe eyes

- will kind of manipulate you to get his way

- :]

Feitan

sfw

- tsundere

- will tsk or tch at you for everything

- smiles just a little behind his scarf thing when he thinks you do something cute

- does the little things

- gets steals you something when he sees you eyeing it

- listening and remembering to the small things you talk about

- takes your plate to the kitchen with his when you’re both done with food

- takes bags from you when you’re holding something

- when you two walk together he’ll brush his hand against yours to see if you’ll get the hint

- things like that

- likes being the big spoon when cuddling or anything where he can hold you

- is utterly in love with you but denies it profusely

- his eyes soften just a little when he sees you

- when he wakes up in the morning, the first thing he does is pull you close(r) to him.

- or he’ll look for you if you’re not there. (and maybe panic a bit)

nsfw

- switch

- definitely dom leaning

- even when he’s bottoming he’s like dominant about it.

- HAIR PULLING

- he likes to be caressed and wants you to be sweet

- but don’t treat him like he’s fragile or made of glass

- throw in a little degrading every now and then

- bdsm

- will spank

- makes you get on your knees more often than not

- sometimes he’ll bend you over his, spank you and make you count, if you mess up he starts over again

- AFTERCARE BOSS

- so sweet afterwards

- will definitely cuddle you

- in the mornings he’s also very sweet. sometimes you’ll wake up to food or something if he’s in the mood or wakes up before you (he prob forced someone to cook tho, bc for some reason, i cant see him being able to cook 🤷‍♀️)

- :)

Illumi

sfw

- you’ll have to bare with him here

- very emotionally constipated

- does this adorable head tilt when he’s confused (literally a puppy, i like do think hes like a lab or smt idk)

- he’s not used to physical touch but will hold your pinky finger with his :]

- he also will do these domestic thing he probably learned from movies

- like touching you with his cold feet

- or covering you with a blanket when you fall asleep

- will stiffly pet your head/hair

- lets you braid his hair occasionally (wont admit it but he loves those claw clip thingys)

- if he’s really tired after a mission he’ll plop himself onto you and cuddle you

- don’t touch him too suddenly though, make sure he knows what you’re doing

- be soft and gentle with him but also don’t be afraid

- sometimes he’ll release some bloodlust or just try and scare you to make you think he’s bad or “a monster”

- has a hard time knowing that you actually love him

- and don’t want him for his family, power, status, money or- you get the idea

- does want children though so.

- like a family

- and that, to him, is like- 5 kids so.

- he is very stubborn so you’re gonna have to settle with like at least one child

nsfw

- BREEDING

- i’m telling you this dude could go on for HOURS

- and i don’t mean like 1 or 2

- I MEAN LIKE 8-9 hours

- definitely tries to impregnate you

- if you have female anatomy or are fertile

- if not then he is getting like a surrogate or something

- he needs heirs

- seems vanilla but is kinda kinky

- definitely does the choking or pain(cmon mans a sadist)

- i think he’s into like pervy stuff too

- def watches you when you think you’re alone

- whether thats like taking a shower, changing, masturbating, etc.

- literally doesn’t know what boundaries are

- he gets off on you not knowing he’s there

- i feel like he’s into somnophilia

- :3

Tamaki

sfw

- so sweet

- timid too

- the cutest

- his favorite cuddle position is like with you two curled up facing each other and your foreheads pressed together

- likes to just stare at you

- you make him blush a lot

- with anything

- say something, wink at him, check him out, hold his hand, play with his hair, kiss him on the cheek(or anywhere), etc.

- he’ll blush

- likes for you to lay on him, no matter your size.

- the weight on him gives him comfort

- like a weighted blanket or stuffed animal

- doesn’t take compliments too well

- usually just like shakes his head or looks conflicted

nsfw

- i don’t really think he’s comfortable with sex

- definitely on the asexual spectrum

- but i will say he does like intimacy and sensuality

- he just likes to be loved

- :>

(EDIT: WHY TF IS MY GRAMMAR SO BAD HELLO??)

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stpvnd6794 · 1 year

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The Unspoken Language

word count: 900+

warnings: angst if u squint

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Bokuto Kotarou and Akaashi Keiji have been teammates and best friends for years. They have always been in sync, both on and off the court. But little did they know that their unspoken language would lead them to a whole new level of understanding and intimacy.

It all started when they were on a training camp in a remote location. Their team had just finished a grueling practice session, and everyone was exhausted. Bokuto was lying on the grass, staring at the sky, and Akaashi was sitting next to him, observing him quietly.

"Hey, Akaashi," Bokuto said suddenly, breaking the silence.

"Yes, Bokuto-san?" Akaashi replied, turning his head to look at him.

"Do you ever feel like there's something missing in your life?" Bokuto asked, a hint of sadness in his voice.

Akaashi was taken aback by the sudden change in Bokuto's tone. He had never heard him sound so vulnerable before. He sat up and looked at Bokuto with concern.

"What do you mean, Bokuto-san?" Akaashi asked gently.

Bokuto sat up as well and looked at Akaashi with a pensive expression.

"I don't know... sometimes I just feel like I'm not good enough. Like I'm not living up to my full potential," Bokuto said, his voice barely above a whisper.

Akaashi could feel his heart ache at the sight of Bokuto's vulnerability. He had always admired Bokuto's boundless energy and enthusiasm, but he had never realized that he could also feel lost and insecure.

"Bokuto-san, you are one of the most talented and passionate players I know. You inspire me every day," Akaashi said, placing a hand on Bokuto's shoulder.

Bokuto looked at Akaashi and smiled weakly.

"Thanks, Akaashi. You always know the right thing to say," Bokuto said, his voice still tinged with sadness.

Akaashi knew that words alone couldn't soothe Bokuto's doubts and insecurities. He decided to do something that he had never done before - he leaned in and pressed his lips against Bokuto's.

Bokuto was taken aback by the sudden gesture, but he didn't pull away. Instead, he closed his eyes and let Akaashi's lips explore his own. It was a gentle and tentative kiss, but it was enough to convey everything that they had been feeling but couldn't put into words.

When they finally pulled away, they looked at each other with a mix of surprise and wonder.

"I... I didn't know you felt that way, Akaashi," Bokuto said, his eyes wide open.

Akaashi smiled softly.

"I didn't know either, Bokuto-san. But I know that I care about you deeply, and I want to be there for you," Akaashi said, his hand still resting on Bokuto's shoulder.

Bokuto looked at Akaashi with a newfound appreciation and affection. He realized that he had been blind to Akaashi's feelings all these years, too caught up in his own struggles and aspirations. But now, with this unspoken language between them, he felt a deeper connection and understanding with Akaashi than he had ever felt before.

From that day on, Bokuto and Akaashi's relationship took on a new dimension. They continued to be best friends and teammates, but now there was a subtle undercurrent of intimacy and affection between them. They didn't talk about what had happened between them, but they didn't need to - their unspoken language said it all.

During matches, Bokuto would catch Akaashi's eye and give him a small smile, and Akaashi would nod back, his eyes sparkling with pride and admiration. They would celebrate their victories together, their bodies pressed close, feeling the heat and energy of each other's presence.

Outside of volleyball, they would spend more time together, going on walks, watching movies, and just talking about anything and everything. Bokuto would sometimes touch Akaashi's hand or arm, and Akaashi would lean in a little closer, relishing the warmth and comfort of Bokuto's touch.

But their newfound intimacy also brought its own set of challenges. They had to keep their feelings a secret from their teammates and friends, afraid of how they would be perceived and judged. They had to navigate the complicated dynamics of their relationship, unsure of where the boundaries lay and what they could and couldn't do.

Despite these challenges, Bokuto and Akaashi persevered, their unspoken language guiding them through the ups and downs of their journey. They knew that they had something special and rare, and they were willing to fight for it, no matter what.

One day, after a particularly intense match, Bokuto and Akaashi found themselves alone in the locker room. Bokuto was taking off his sweaty jersey, and Akaashi was packing up his bag. They were both tired and sore, but they couldn't help but feel a sense of euphoria and exhilaration after their victory.

Bokuto turned to Akaashi and grinned.

"We did it, Akaashi! We won!"

Akaashi smiled back, his eyes shining with pride.

"Yes, Bokuto-san. We make a great team."

Bokuto walked over to Akaashi and put his hand on his cheek, stroking it gently.

"A great team, and a great couple," Bokuto said, his voice soft and tender.

Akaashi's eyes widened in surprise and delight.

"Bokuto-san..." Akaashi whispered.

Bokuto leaned in and kissed Akaashi, this time with more passion and urgency than before. Akaashi responded eagerly, his hands reaching up to tangle in Bokuto's hair.

As they kissed, they knew that their unspoken language had finally found its voice, and that they were destined to be together, on and off the court, forever.

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Hi!! i had chat gpt write this and i couldn’t not share it so here y’all go lmao!

#bokuaka #bokuto x akaashi #bokuto kotaro #akaashi keiji #haikyuu #bokuto kotaro x akaashi keiji #haikyuu!!#fukurodani

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stpvnd6794 · 1 year

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Just bros being bros 😙

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stpvnd6794 · 1 year

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timeskip!kuroo forces himself to like coffee because everyone at his office drinks it, but he actually thinks it’s the most revolting thing in the world. he keeps caprisuns hidden in his desk drawer and will sip on those throughout the day when no one is looking.

all content belongs to @sunarintarotea. do not steal, plagiarize, modify, repost or share this content onto any other platforms.

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stpvnd6794 · 1 year

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Poly!Nope Squad x Reader: Missing Stuff

This is short and sucks but it’s just a test imagine to see if anyone would like me to start making Nope Squad poly imagines. The basic Nope squad includes Tsukki, Akaashi, Kunimi, and Kenma if you want me to include Suna and Shirabu then I can.

Kozume tilts his head to the side as he looks around his gaming room office after telling his stream he would be right back. Not too long ago he had placed his hoodie on the couch but now it was gone. Scratching his head Kozume opens the door before going down the hall to the bedroom he shares with his lovers. Inside of the room was Akira who seemed to be missing something as well.

“Kozu, have you seen my teal jacket? I haven’t been able to find it.”

Kozume shakes his head at Akira, “No I haven’t, though I can’t find my hoodie and I know I just had it.”

Continuing to look around the room for their missing items they end up going to Keiji’s office. When entering the room they see Keiji hard at work on an editorial assignment HWS. (Huge Weekly Shounen) Looking up at Akira and Kozume he raises an eyebrow in question. Kozume soon explains the issue to him as he nods his head. “I thought it was only me, my sweater has been missing all morning and I’ve looked everywhere.”

After explaining to them Keiji agrees to help search for their missing items. Making it to the living room downstairs they spot Kei watching tv. Noticing their presence he glances up at them he listens as they explain once more what’s going on.

“Maybe Y/N washed them, that’s what I assumed when I couldn’t find one of my shirts.”

After considering Kei’s words they realize that they didn’t even think to ask Y/N. As if they could guess what each other was thinking they begin to look for Y/N. It was as if they were hiding somewhere and didn’t want to be found. Walking past their movie room Kei notices a small giggle before peeking in. There on the floor surrounded by pillows was Y/N covered in the missing articles of clothes.

A small smile appears on his face before he calls over his other three partners. Making their way over to Kei they pick into the movie room after he points inside. They also noticed their adorable s/o giggling at the screen of their laptop as they cuddle into the boys’ clothes. The sight brought a smile to the rest of their faces before Keiji made his way towards Y/N.

Taking a seat next to Y/N he hears a surprised gasp as Y/N looks up at him. “Did I...do something wrong?”

Shaking his head he smiles beautifully, “No, you’re just too cute.”

Coverings your face with your hands as he speaks you peek between your fingers at your other boyfriends. They had made their way into the room near the two of them. Even as a mostly quiet yet calm couple they found theirselves laughing and talking animatedly. With a smile on their faces they admired how adorable their partner looked under their clothing. Soon enough they were cuddled up together as if their lives depended on it. Story be told that Kozume’s stream was still waiting for him to come back.

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stpvnd6794 · 1 year

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Hybrid Cow Kirishima w/ Farmer Reader HC

This is only being made because i have a lot of hybrid brainrot and @sendhelpimstupid tempted me. Hope you all enjoy!

MDNI

W: Breeding Kink, Milking (His Dick and His Tits), Lactation Kink, Jealous Kirishima, Farmer Reader, Mentions of Hybrid Bunny Midoriya

If you'd like to support my work, you can do so by buying me a kofi

You weren’t looking into having any hybrids on your farm and it wasn’t because you hated them. On contrary, you felt it was wrong to own something that looked human.

Hybrid animals had become the newest fad. Half-human and half animals were considered exotic so everyone and their grandmother were out buying some for themselves.

Some of them were cute, specifically the bunnies. Your friend adopted a bunny named Izuku who had a nasty twitching habit. You always grew concerned when you visited since Izuku looked like he was going to have a heart attack at any moment.

You decided to stay away from the whole hybrid debacle and enjoyed your animals in peace….that was until a local pet shop sent you a letter asking if you could possibly take in another animal.

You told them that you did and that you would love to take in another animal. “Everyone needs a home, I’m happy to take them in.” You wrote back.

A few days after sending your response, you found a truck with a horse trailer attached to it at your front door.

You expected to see a horse or cow come out of the trailer but you instead found a redheaded man.

He smiled at you, sharp teeth making themselves known to you.

“Uh, didn’t you say you were bringing an animal?” You looked at the shopkeep and they nervously rubbed the back of their neck before asking to speak with you privately.

They explained to you that the hybrid came into his possession after someone found the hybrid on the side of the road.

You felt bad rejecting the hybrid, he clearly needed a home, but you stayed firm on the fact you didn’t want to own a hybrid.

You politely declined and told them to try with another farmer.

The shopkeep was understanding and told the hybrid to get back onto the trailer.

The hybrid’s smile dropped but he still complied with what was asked of him.

You thought that was the end of it but you were wrong. Very wrong.

You woke up to loud crashing and banging coming from downstairs. When you went to look you found a tall red-haired man on the floor trying to clean up the mess he made.

When he caught sight of you he stood up and hugged you.

You felt your face heat up as your face was pressed directly in between his pecs. They were soft and bouncy making them perfect pillows.

You pushed him back and asked him what he was doing in your home, to which you surprisingly received a response.

“I like you. You look like you’d be a nice owner.” The redhead picked up from the ground and rubbed his face into the crook of your neck.

His breath on your neck made you giggle.

“What’s your name?” You asked him.

“Kirishima!” He continued to rub his face into your neck, but you asked him to put you down.

You explained that you couldn’t keep him. You didn’t like the idea of owning something that looked human to which Kirishima argued that he didn’t care. He wanted to live with you.

You told him that you would talk about it more in the morning. You sent him to bed, he’d be sleeping on the pull-out couch while you’d go back to your bedroom. In the morning, you found two strong arms wrapped around you and a heater-like body pressed up against you.

Guess you won’t be getting rid of him any time soon.

You felt weird being called “master” or “owner” anytime Kirishima or someone else spoke to you. Another thing that didn’t sit well with you was the fact he was practically naked.

You bought him some clothes but the ones you first bought didn’t fit him. His chest area was, like you thought before, large and plush so they ended up being squished in the shirt you got him.

Kirishima told you he didn’t mind just benign shirtless, it made it easier to be milked after all.

“Milked” You questioned.

“Oh yeah, you need to milk me once a week. My breasts get full with milk and I could develop an infection if not milked all the way.”

“Does it hurt?” He nodded and grabbed one of his breasts.

He squeezed it and milk spurted out of his nipple. It dribbled down to the floor but he looked relieved to get rid of the pressure it had caused him.

You hated how oddly aroused you became at the sight. Something had to be wrong with you if you found some guy milking himself, literally, arousing.

You still bought him shirts for him to wear and cut hotels in his pants so that he could push his tail through.

The more time you spent with Kirishima, the more you took notice of his features.

He had cute small antlers on the top of his head with oval black ears perked outwards. His legs were covered in the usual black spots while his cute tail constantly swung every time you look at him.

If only you knew that his tail swung every time he thought about you too.

You quickly found out that his milking took hours. You bought some equipment to help him in the process but he could be strapped to the machine for 2 maybe 3 hours.

You would sit next to him reading him a book, or put on a movie for him to watch while he had all the milk sucked out of his breasts.

He usually mooed loudly and at times you’ve noticed a dent in his pants while being milked. You always tried to ignore it but it let your head run with thoughts of how you could be of better help to him.

Your other animals loved having another human around, even though he wasn’t fully human.

Kirishima also looked like he was enjoying his time with you. He ran around the field with the dogs and helped take care of the sheep. He especially loved laying under a tree with some of the chicks laying on his stomach.

He felt at home here with you but there was always something lacking. You. You were lacking in his life.

Yes, you both shared the bed and you even offered to buy him his own on more than one occasion, but you both had felt so comfortable sharing that it wasn’t an issue.

He wished he could hold you in his arms instead of waking up with you at a distance.

Was it wrong of him to want to be yours?

He had been living with you for half a year at this point and he wanted to take the first step into courting you.

He started off by chasing off other suitors, mainly men and women and people who he thought were a threat to him. He wanted your attention on him and only him and he also wanted to make sure that others knew he was promising himself to you.

You invited him to come to visit your friend’s house and meet the other hybrid you knew. You thought that they two would become friends off the bat but because he was courting you Kirishima’s stand-offish behavior towards the bunny hybrid had you scratching your head.

He sniffed Izuku and the poor bunny hybrid ran away towards his room to hide from him.

Once home you told Kirishima that he shouldn’t invade someone’s personal space. He only hummed at you and walked outside to the field.

That night, you slept with your back facing him and with pillows separating the bed in half. Kirishima hated this arrangement but he knew that if he was going to get your attention he needed to be on good terms with you.

He began the next morning by waking you up with head butts.

You pushed him away but he told you he had made you breakfast.

He watched you enjoy your meal but could help how pretty you looked early in the morning. Your hair was all over the place and the cute way you slowly ate your food.

He licked your neck while rubbing his nose against your skin.

You again move away from him but turn to face him. His face was red and his eyes never left your neck.

That wouldn’t be the only oddity of the day.

Kirishima would come up behind you while you did your chores and begin to hump you.

Was it surprising? Yes. Did you like it? Of course.

His hands would go under your shirt and began to move down your body. His mouth kissing and biting your shoulder.

He let out soft whimpers and it drove you up the wall.

You moved away from him and scolded him for his behavior.

“Stop doing that, Kirishima.” You walked away from him, leaving him with his dick leaking in his pants.

He did this again later in the day by rubbing against you and walking away. He turned his head to face you before continuing to walk away.

You didn’t seem to pick up on his courting attempts so he decided that at night he would show you how much he wanted to be with you.

His chest was full of milk and he didn’t tell you about it because he wanted you to help him personally.

He watched you get into bed, once again, turned away from him with pillows in between the two of you.

He pushed his hand down his pants and slowly pulled himself out of his boxers. His tip was already leaking precum and his sex was red. His chest was also beginning to leak from how much milk he accumulated in them.

He gently began to stroke his length and with his free hand, he pinched his nipples.

He bit his lip in a meaningless attempt to keep quiet but he wanted you to hear him. If you did, you would surely help him. He needed his relief.

You laid still on your side as you listened. You could hear the way he used his cum as lube.

You felt heat begin to form in your stomach and your chest also began to beat faster.

“F-fuckkkk˜. “ Kirishima let go of his lip and moaned into the silent room. He couldn’t stop it anymore.

He moaned out your name and even began to violently pump his cock till he reached his orgasm.

He felt satisfied but it wasn’t enough, he was too pent up to stop.

He turned his head to face your side of the bed and sniffed the air.

You were quietly doing the same thing as him and pushed your fingers deeper into yourself.

Your release was intoxicating to him.

Kirishima moved the pillows to the floor and pulled you closer to him.

He asked for permission to touch you, ever the sweetheart he even said “please”.

You granted him permission.

He moved your hand out of the way and replaced your fingers with his own, now gently thrusting them inside you.

He pressed his sex in between your ass and humped you as he helped you relieve yourself.

He felt your hole clench around him as you came and his brain began to run wild.

“Can I please be inside you? I need to be inside you.” He groaned.

You turn yourself around to face him and instead of letting him worry that you were going to reject him, you kissed him.

Kirishima’s tail wagged as you lined his sex with your entrance and his ears twitched as you slowly pushed onto him.

You both moaned each other’s name while holding each other close.

Kirishima practically pumped everything he had into you and didn’t dare to stop even after knowing your hole was full of his seed.

Your stomach bulged with each thrust and it sent you spiraling with pleasure as you watch him continue.

His balls were massive and slapped against your ass as he pounded into you.

The skin against skin was euphoric. If only you could stay here forever being constantly bred by the adorable cow hybrid, you wouldn’t complain.

The morning after you woke up with Kirishima’s flaccid dick still buried deep inside you.

It was comfortable feeling him inside you. A nice weight that was also warm.

You slowly pulled him out of you and attempted to get out of his grasp but his sleeping form gripped onto you.

You waited until he relaxed again and fully removed yourself from his arms.

He woke up, at first upset at the loss of heat and panicked after he saw you walk away from the bed.

“No! Don’t leave! I’m sorry if I wasn’t good enough last night, ill make it up to you! Please! I want you to be my mate!” He wrapped his arms around your exposed waist and knelt down on the floor in an attempt to keep you in place.

His ears flopped down and his tail went completely limp.

“I’m going to clean up Kiri.” You tried prying him off of you but he only held on harder.

You ended up having to take a shower with Kirishima in the end.

His body was beautiful to look at but his chest looks swollen and full.

“Kirishima, doesn’t your chest hurt?” He gently squeezed them and large quantities of milk came out at once but it wasn’t enough.

You didn’t hesitate to act.

Your mouth latched itself onto his nipple and your hand reached for the other breast.

You sucked and squeezed at his chest and all you could hear above you other than the water was Kirishima’s loud moans.

You felt the milk hit your tongue. You didn’t expect how nice it felt to feel it go down your throat as you swallowed what you could down.

The milk was warm and smooth, easily being swallowable in large gulps without any concern of choking.

Kirishima watched you milk his breasts feverishly. He couldn’t help the “moos” and other embarrassing sounds.

He grabbed your head and pressed you closer to his chest in an attempt to chase the suction your mouth provided.

You continued to milk his chest up until you stopped hearing his noise.

Kirishima was red-faced and blissed. His eyes were distant and unfocused as his mouth let out soft noises that somewhat sounded like your name.

You watched as the breathless man come back from his high and got up to kiss him.

“Do you feel better?” Kirishima wasn’t able to respond but he did nod at you.

The conversation on what you both have done could be had at another time. For now, you needed to focus on getting the both of you cleaned and ready for the day of labor that awaited.

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stpvnd6794 · 2 years

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I love how ML fandom counts Félix and Amelie being British as the biggest proof they are evil

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stpvnd6794 · 2 years

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guys! i wrote this like a year ago and its just been sitting in my notes app since. im most likely not adding anything to it or making a part two but enjoy!!

i’m running, fast, i can’t tell who’s chasing me. all i know is i’m scared. it’s pitch black, i’m on the streets, i couldn’t see my hands in front of me if i tried. i don’t know where i am, the road i’m on seems unfamiliar.

i keep running. trying to find my way back. to where is unknown. i’m breathing heavily, my heart is booming in my ears, i can feel my head thumping along with it.

i’m sweating profusely. my hair is stuck to my skin. as i’m running i see something now. a light? it seems far away. the closer i am the bigger it gets.

i finally get to it. it’s a portal? a door? i’ve stopped running. i’m just standing there; suspiciously staring at the light. everything that surrounds it is still completely dark.

i’m about to step closer until i see a hand emerge from the light. i hear myself gasp. the hand is wrinkly, and grey, it looks like it’s connected to a being that just crawled out of the gates of hell. the fingers were long and the fingernails looked like they could pierce through iron.

i quickly come out of my daze and try to step away, i successfully take a couple more steps back. i’m still facing the hand careful not to take my eyes off of it, scared that it might get closer and snatch me the second i let my guard down.

as i step back i run into a body. it grabs me, i scream as loud as i can, worried for my life.

there’s a pressure on my wrist. my head snaps towards the feeling. goosebumps creep up my arm. the blood drains from my face.

there is a hand gripping my carpus. it’s a grey colour. the fingers are long and bony. the yellow tinted fingernails couldn’t even be called nails; more like claws.

i look back to where the portal is supposed to be. i see an oval-like shape forming in the portal. the oval molds into a more defined shape. it appears to be a face but doesn’t look human.

the white light only gets brighter and i can hear a loud ringing sound, but not like the kind that you get in your ear at random times. more like that high-pitched tone you hear when you get close to the television. or a steaming tea kettle.

the hand that came from the portal earlier is now an arm. the hand is wrapped around the edge of the light source.

the grip on my wrist gets stronger and i start to wince at the pressure. the contrast of the warmth of my skin and the unwelcoming icy grasp is intense.

that wretched thing is still making its way out of the gate, slowly, as if building suspension.

the head tilts to the right, and i see its eyes, or where its eyes are supposed to be. instead of the whites, irises and pupils i was expecting, there were two dents where eyes are usually located on humans- almost like craters. there was just two holes in the shape of nostrils in the middle of its face. there are no lips on the creature. you can only see the rows of sharp teeth. its skin is grey and the thing is clearly tall- at least seven feet. its hair is long and jet black, it’s matted down.

the creature behind me has taken ahold of my other arm while i was observing the thing. it has both of my hands behind my back, its slender fingers holding both of my wrists together with inhumane strength.

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This is such a good series!!

‘Aberration' Masterlist

“Ah, welcome, Ms. Y/N! Thank you for accepting the job offer we extended to you. We are glad to have you with us. Your expertise on the subject will help us further our study on these mutations and what we can do to cure them. Now, I need you to study this information I’m going to be giving you. You are about to meet the eleven inmates that currently reside in this institution and it is vital you follow all the rules in place for each one. We will soon be proceeding to meet each one.

And may I remind you…

These individuals are extremely dangerous.”

In this world, mutations, renamed as ‘Quirks’, are abnormal. Only about 5%-8% of the world population are known to have these so called ‘Quirks’. You are a graduate of one of the most prestigious science tech schools in the country. You’ve been selected to work for a secret scientific research facility that houses some of the most notorious criminals in the nation. Besides their crimes, what makes these individuals incredibly dangerous are their mutations. After meeting these individuals, they seem to have taking a liking to you. That should make your research and search for the cure all that much easier…

Right?

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Chapter 1 - Chapter 2 - Chapter 3 - Chapter 4 - Chapter 5 - Chapter 6 - Chapter 7 - Chapter 7.5 - Chapter 8

[TAGLIST IS CLOSED]

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Abberation Bonuses:

Cannon ‘HC’:

Inmates from most to least likely to hurt you [asked by anon]

How loud the inmates are in bed [asked by anon]

How the inmates would react to Aizawa calling you ‘Sweetcheeks’ [asked by anon]

What would the inmates talk about besides their quirks and crimes [asked by @dementedinc-blog]

Headcannons:

Inmates finding you out on a jog a month later - Part 2 [asked by @yoshimochii]

How the inmates react to you having period cramps [asked by anon]

How the inmates would react to you wearing a wedding ring [asked by anon]

Fanart:

Inmate Tamaki Amajiki by @simply-not-the-same

Inmate Katsuki Bakugo by @blissfullyrhea

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Various MHA x Fem!Reader

Horror/Thriller/Yandere

Warnings: Will contain mentions of murder, assault, cannibalism, stalking, torture, arson, terrorism, and other felonies, Yandere themes, Sexual assault, Mental illness, abuse. Will add more as I write. DO NOT INTERACT IF YOU ARE A MINOR. DARK CONTENT.

Disclaimer: Characters are aged-up. I do not own MHA nor do these personalities represent the writers, characters or VAs of the show. This is strictly fiction and for entertainment purposes only.

A/N: Loosly inspired by @stayarmytinyzenmoa-l amazing story Zemblanity and @gaiyofanfiction story Twisted Karnival

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