#giran thirst

[giransbunnywife]

Finally finished my art just in time! It's technically the day after where I am but it's still on time for me XD Had a lot of fun with this! Ash will definitely be keeping her husband busy~

Transparent version under the cut!

#my art #♡ you drive me crazy #self insert x canon #giran bnha #self ship #self insert #bnha villain oc #pls dnt interact if you ship w giran or thirst accounts for him thank you #also pls dnt rb w character tags this is a self insert #valentine’s day

[akashigadabi]

Healthy Admiration (Thirst and Elation)

Pairing: Yandere All For One x Consenting Reader

Summary: An arrogant young yakuza leader insults and threatens you, and All For One reacts as poorly as expected. Inspired by Klaus Mikaelson Making Iconic Threats for 3 Minutes Straight by The Hero With No Fear.

Word Count: 1,246

Genre: Fluff, Romance, Drama (?)

Rating: M

Warnings: Soft Vibes, Reader Being Soft, Reader Being Thirsty, Soft All For One, Suggestive Language, Mutual Pining, Idiots In Love, Pre-Relationship, Murder, Threats of Violence, Violence, Blood

Other: Reader has a quirk. Reader is written so reader is gender neutral as far as gender/gender identity and romantic or sexual orientation. NGL I was watching Klaus Mikaelson clips and some of his threats sounded very hot and like something All For One might also so say, so bam here we are. I literally wrote this today on a whim. Bone apple teeth. I love that meme don’t come for me.

Ao3.

All For One is a vision as he stalks forward, crimson eyes furious and snow white hair still perfectly combed. His lips twist into something too sharp to be considered a smile, dimples on full display and a hint of fang peeking through parted lips. He looks as ethereal and angelic as ever, even with the dark aura he radiates and the arterial spray staining the expensive fabric of his bespoke suit. Your eyes track the swish of his hips as he crosses the room, straying toward his ass and thighs unbidden. It’s a problem, because this is perhaps the worst time to have these feelings surge to the forefront, but the sheer power and killing intent he exudes toward the arrogant yakuza who insulted you sets you on edge in all the wrong ways. It takes all your self-control not to clench your thighs together even before he starts speaking, and you dearly hope nothing shows through your own trousers.

“If you speak another word against them, I will tear you limb from limb,” All For One starts, voice smoother than silk yet sharper than his favorite Damascus steel knife, “and only then, when you are a writhing mass of blood and flesh, will I rip your heart from your chest.”

You almost bite through your lip because holy fuck that’s hot. What’s worse is how melodious his voice sounds when he’s like this. Deeper with a darker edge, soft like satin yet cutting and bitterly cold. The temperature in the room has plummeted. Any of the yakuza with two brain cells look appropriately terrified. Even your own allies seem nervous. Giran and Aina both stiffen where they stand at your back, their anxiety nearly palpable as the struggle not to flee, primal instincts no doubt singing warnings about a predator on the prowl nearby. The weaker-willed yakuza start to drop like flies. Some merely sink to their knees, but others faint. Only a handful remain standing, while the leader alone retains his ability to move. An ugly sneer still adorns his face, and despite the clear threat All For One just delivered, he doubles down as if he has no sense of self-preservation. Did he not see the bloodstains leftover from the meeting before this one where a different yakuza challenged All For One directly and lost?

“Is the little bitch that fragile? Maybe they need to toughen up a little. If I had my way, I’d beat that weakness out of them.”

In the blink of an eye, All For One goes from the middle of the room to standing directly in front of the distasteful man, who has maybe less than three seconds to register the sudden change. His eyes widen, right before All For One grabs him by the throat, lifting him off the ground with ease. He claws futilely at the hand cutting off his air supply as his legs dangle midair. He isn’t a small man by any means, but All For One dwarfs you all, standing a head taller than the second tallest person in attendance. Sputtering and gasping fills the air as All For One continues holding him in an effortless vice grip.

For some reason the sight excites you. Even though you don’t “need” the protection and are in fact perfectly capable of taking care of yourself, it’s so unbelievably attractive to see him choke out a man who both insulted and threatened you. He’s just so fucking strong and vicious and it does things to you. Now your worry over accidentally showcasing arousal doubles, and because All For One does nothing by half, he threatens him again and you’re standing there absolutely melting inside as he puts the fear of god into everyone with sense, aka everyone but the arrogant little shit whose windpipe screams underneath the pressure All For One applies to it. He’s got his three Strength Enhancements running since that sort of power crops up rather often even with Metahumans still being so rare, plus his own natural physical capabilities. His idiotic prey must be in agony. You wonder how All For One manages to avoid popping his head like a zit

“If I were you, I’d watch your tongue, else I’ll rip it out and feed it to whatever miserable wretch had the misfortune of giving you life.”

Now your pants feel stifling to wear. When did they get so hot and tight? The comfortable fit changes to something suffocating and you hide your little problem by pretending to check your weapons. Is it possible to die of crotch asphyxiation? You hope not, but you suppose there’s a first time for everything.

“You will treat Heretic-san with respect, or I can reach down your throat and pull out your insides. Your choice,” All For One purrs, baring his teeth in a way that suggests half of him very much wishes this little swine of a man would defy him just so he could have the distinct pleasure of disemboweling him by hand. It’s an incredibly fetching sight. Clearly threatening someone comes naturally to him.

All For One releases the man without warning, allowing him to drop like a stone and land in a rather painful heap onto the concrete below. The man rolls onto his side, coughing as he tries to regain his breath. A rapidly forming bruise begins blooming on the pale flesh of his throat. His dignity lies somewhere on the warehouse floor, broken into a thousand pieces. You think you might swoon, blushing from your ears to your navel. You’ve never been more thankful for the mask you wear as a part of your Heretic uniform. All For One stares down at the man as if he wants nothing more than to mash him into a fine, gooey paste, but seemingly changes his mind at the last second. He glides back to your side, scanning you from head to toe as if reassuring himself of your well-being. It makes you weak in the knees.

“Heretic-san, do you feel well enough to proceed with business today?”

You clear your throat to avoid your voice cracking in an embarrassing way. All For One wears violence like a second skin, yet no fear overtakes you, nor do you feel endangered. It helps that All For One graces you with this sweet, earnest, indulgent expression, full of fondness and concern. He clearly cares about you. He’d stop the meeting here and now if you needed him to. You shake your head, touched by the consideration and trying furiously not to blush under his direct attention but failing spectacularly. To your mortification, he notices the change even through your disguise. His hand twitches as if he wants to reach out and touch you but refrains from doing so through sheer force of will. You wistfully wish he had a little less restraint.

“Are you well?”

“I’m perfectly fine, All For One. We can proceed as planned. No need to postpone anything.”

“If you say so.”

He turns from you to address the yakuza again, and you find yourself flooded with not so subtle disappointment. His attention makes butterflies erupt in your stomach. You want him to touch you to a frankly embarrassing extent, but he never has past the smallest of things. Something always stops him at the last second, and it drives you fucking insane. Maybe he’ll come around eventually, but until then, well, nothing could stop you from looking, could it?

#soft yandere #soft afo #protective afo #yandere x darling #yandere afo #yandere all for one #yandere all for one x reader #all for one x reader #yandere afo x reader #all for one x you #yandere x reader #yandere bnha #yandere bnha x reader #lov x reader

[kingcons]

One of my favourite scenes in mha is when giran introduced toga and Dabi. And he’s like

“This is toga, highly dangerous serial killer with a thirst for blood and a powerful transformation quirk. She’s excellent at stealth and smart, too.”

“This is Dabi… we just kinda found him in the trash.”

#mha #like he’s so confident up until he has to introduce Dabi #trash man Dabi

[wri0thesley]

Injured Giran has NO RIGHT to be that sexy

honestly!!! who gave him the right!! it's my personal opinion we're not all thirsting on main for giran enough. i want to fuck the sleazy old criminal man

#nat.txt #not sfw text #blood cw #bnha posting #also uhh. quiet whisper; the anime did him dirty. #in the manga he's just. he's So

[tomurasprincess]

Do you think Giran gives his daughter over to the league as a present? Or do you think it’s a punishment for her? I literally can’t get this idea out of my head 🥵🥵

Warnings: Noncon, dubcon, manipulation, overstimulation, forced filming, yandere

I could see it as being more of a gift to the League rather than a punishment. You’ve been such a good girl after all, making your daddy so much money from the videos he’s taken of you in your bedroom. It’s just that you can make daddy so much more money with videos of you being ravaged by the League of Villains.

They would be so grateful too, so willing to help him out if he needs it. Shigaraki especially would get a kick out of breaking Giran’s little girl. He’d pin you down and fuck you ruthlessly until you’re crying, begging for your daddy to save you. Of course Dabi points out that your daddy is the one who gave you over.

You protest of course, saying that your daddy would never do something so horrible. So Dabi brings out the videos. Putting one on of you masturbating in your room, forcing you to watch it all the while Shigaraki and Dabi both are mocking you for being so stupid.

For not knowing how sleazy and perverted your daddy really is.

Twice gets in on the action too, although he’s hesitant at first. But really, he admires Giran, so what would be wrong of him to indulge a little bit in his daughter? Despite your protests, Giran is a friend and clearly wouldn’t do something so horrible to his own daughter. You must be playing hard to get, just roleplaying a bit.

Spinner would be reluctant at first too, and he isn’t quite as naive as Twice. He knows how sleazy Giran is and knows you’re not there of your own free will. But he’d clearly treat you better than Shigaraki and Dabi, would make love to you instead of the violation everyone else puts you through. So he ignores your tears, telling you how pretty you are and how much he loves you while he’s impaling you on his cocks.

Mr. Compress is one that knows about the videos the League is making and resolves to make them as theatrical as possible. He sets up elaborate sets when he’s with you, maybe even including a script. Lots of dirty talk, lots of foreplay, lots of overstimulating you until you’re begging him to stop. Telling him you can’t possibly cum any more, that it’s almost painful at this point. But the audience loves it, and who is he to deny it?

Meanwhile, Toga loves the bloodplay. Gets off on marking up your beautiful skin, painting it with beautiful shades of red that she laps up like it’s ambrosia. Maybe even becomes you once or twice, fucks you with your own body while wearing a strap. The sheer humiliation has tears running down your face, embarrassment warring with the pleasure.

All the videos go viral, being the only thing the news media is talking about for weeks.

#mari thirsts #giran thirst #shigaraki thirst #dabi thirst #toga thirst #spinner thirst #twice thirst #mr. compress thirst #so much thirst in one small post #tw: noncon #anon asks

[thisisthehardestthing]

NSFW

CASTING COUCH

Giran x fem!reader

Synopsis: It’s your first time in LA, all you want to be is an actor. So, when you bump into Giran during a club opening and he gives you his card, you decide to take up his offer of the casting next week. Usually, you’d never accept anything without research, but maybe what’s been holding you back is your lack of spontaneity and adventure, so you take that leap of faith.

Wordcount: 2,131 Warnings: manipulation (sort of), camera, blowjob (giving) Tagging: @bakatenshii @lookslikeleese @elektraeriseros @jackrrabbit @blahkugo​

It’s icky. @joyousandverywarlike​ thank you for being my eternal thirst and hype partner.

The room smells like cigarettes and the couch is brown, a mixture between twill and corduroy, stained. Giran sits behind his desk, all rugged face and loosened tie, with his shirt sleeves rolled up to show off his forearms. He eyes you up and down and stands, leaning over to click ‘record’ on the camera set up on the table. His golden rings and neck chain catch the light.

“Just sit right there on the couch for me. You’re gorgeous, hun. We’ll do a few profile and cameo shots first.”

Although butterflies and nerves are flurrying in your intestines, you ignore them, feigning confidence as you sit in the centre, staring directly at the lens of the camera, hoping for the best.

Giran licks his lips as he scrutinises your placement on the small monitor before staring back at you, sitting so perfectly upright on the couch, waiting for instructions. It sends a shiver right to his cock, so he sits back down again, adjusting his length, only half discreetly, before reaching for another cigarette to light up.

"Why don't you give us a few emotions; sad, angry, shocked." he drawls, taking a deep drag, keeping his eyes intently on your face. You nod, eyes glancing from his then back to the camera. He gets goosebumps from how your stare pierces through the screen, emotions twisting on your pretty little face, but there's one thing you haven't done yet,

"How about a smile?" he suggests, and when you instantly lift the corners of your lips, 'how subservient', he rasps, "good girl."

The way his voice drops an octave, a smokers rasp, makes both a chill and tingle travel up your spine. Still, you stay. Maybe you're naive, this is how Hollywood works after all.

"There's a script on the table beside you, have a read through it and when you're ready, we'll film you running through those lines a couple of times," he drags his words, making you feel as though he has all the time in the world for you, and only you.

After the week of castings with dozens of other women in the room who look exactly like you, all vying for the highly coveted role of 'featured extra', the undivided attention feels like a warm bubble bath, even if the bathtub himself is a little grimy, rough around the edges. As you read through and mark any tricky lines, you chew on the tip of your pen without thinking, as you always do. However, this time, you feel a change in the air and out of the corner of your eye, you notice him bring a loose fist to his lap. Is he turned on? Feeling smug, you play with the pen a little more, running it over your plump, glossy lips and drawing the tip into your mouth, savouring the feeling of finally being watched.

In the smoothest, most unassuming voice you can muster, you tell him, "I'm ready, Giran."

"Good girl," he grins, I bet you are. The next five minutes are spent running through the script, drawing out every bit of emotion you can from the incredibly dry lines. Back home, you would have been a shoo-in for all the best roles. The role of 'vampire waitress' is a far cry, but hey, a job is a job.

"Not bad," he raises his eyebrow when you finally lower the script to your lap, giving him once-again unobstructed view of your chest. "I have another role I'm casting for, and I think you've got what it takes to get the part. It's bigger, but far more risqué," he drawls, and the glint in his eye tells you all you need to know.  "It's a horror film, sexy, gory,  a little filthy, made by a guy they're calling 'Young Tarantino'. It could make you a star. What d'y say, sweetheart?"

"How risqué is it?" you muse, leaning forward attentively, your shirt dropping slightly to reveal the edges of a lace bra. He licks his lips.

"Quite, you will have to try out for the part, make sure you're up to it, after all." A long inhale of his almost burnt out cigarette gives you a chance to mull over his words, to give the stranger propositioning you a once over. He's not too bad looking, has had better days but the ravenous look in his eyes makes you want to be swallowed whole, to taste the smoke on his breath. "The director is also very... particular about the bodies of his actresses." he continues, letting tendrils of smoke billow from between his lips. His tone is suggestive, his eyes fucking you from his seated position.

Without missing a beat, you slip off the shoulder straps of your shirt, letting the fabric fall around your waist to show your bra. The fact that the camera is still recording crosses your mind and sends a rush of blood to your groin as your nipples pebble, scratching the fabric.

Then, you stand, script fluttering to the floor haphazardly. You unzip your skirt, letting all your clothing drop into a circle around your feet. The matching underwear set perfectly compliments your body and skin tone and you're grateful for it. Giran lets out a grunt, openly palming his cock and your eyes drift to the edge of his desk where you can see his forearm moving. He must be large for so much movement.

"Do a twirl for me, sweetheart." he demands, voice husky.

You comply, turning slowly and when you face the back, bend over at the waist to show him how the skin of your ass pulls tight, thong nestled between your cheeks already wet, before you snap back up and complete the circle. Giran stubs his cigarette, his palm that was rubbing his cock moving to run through his hair, a grunt of approval echoing in the silent room. Your eyes wide and feigning innocence. He stands, moving slowly to the front of the desk and leans against it, erection noticeably straining beneath the zipper.

"You've definitely got the body for the job," he says, fingers unbuckling his belt before moving to the button of his slacks. "But do you have the talent?"

Your eyes drift down to the tent in his now tight pants, and you lick your lips as you feel your mouth start to water. Anything for a part, you think to convince yourself even though you've already made your decision, the slick between your legs spurring you on. You kneel, feeling the script crinkle beneath your skin, and open your mouth.

"Why don't you come find out?" you dare him, but he's already pushed off the wood, standing so he's sideways and in the frame of the video to record the lewd actions you are about to exhibit.

You pull the hair from your face, and transition it to the shoulder away from the camera to give an unobstructed view of your jaw and sultry lips. You pout, gazing up at Giran with your best ‘bedroom eyes’. You like to be watched, why else would you decide to become a star in Hollywood? He's the perfect height, zipper right in front of your lips. You peer at him, and he nods, the back of his hand stroking your cheek. You feel his rings, cold against your flushed skin.

He pulls the zip all the way down, letting the pants droop slightly as he eases his dick out from behind his underwear waistband. It springs free, almost smacking you on the nose. You flinch, let out a squeak and pull back in shock. He chuckles, deep and throaty, fingers going to your hair to pull you back towards his cock, beading with precum.

"Are you ready, dollface?" it's not really a question but you still nod, mouth opening in anticipation, lips quivering.

Your palm wrap around the base of his cock, his girth just right for your fingertips to touch. Your tongue darts out to lick a stripe from the base to the tip, stopping just shy of his slit. His cock twitches in anticipation, hips rutting forward slightly, but you pull back, staring up at him with your eyes. His are blown wide with lust, carnal, and he lets out a growl, not liking the game of dominance you're toying at.

"You better watch yourself, sweetheart." he warns, the fingers in your hair tightening. Your eyes dart to the video recorder and you smirk, always an actress, before watching his face when you wrap your lips around the very tip of his cock, sucking on the satin flesh, tasting how salty and sour his precum is.

You fake your moan, pretending that it's the most delicious meal as you inch your lips down his length, feeling the head bump the back of your throat and keeping it there, letting your eyes water as it tickles your gag reflex, not enough to fully activate it, yet. You pull back, pushing your tongue up and sucking hard. Giran lets out a moan, loud, and you are slightly worried that the receptionist outside would hear, but the grip in his hair tightens once more to pull you back from your thoughts.

You begin to bob, hand fisting along with your movements and he starts to pant. Even his breath's are husky from the years of smoking. His hips rock along with your movements, knocking the back of your throat and you do gag this time. The sound is filthy as tears leak from your lower lashes. He wipes a tear away with his thumb, bringing it up to his lips to taste.

"You're doing so good, sweetheart, let’s hear a moan," he grunts and you follow his instructions, the vibrations making him jolt forward.

You cup his balls, the soft skin pliable, and it twitches and bounces between your caressing fingers. You hollow your cheeks, pull back, swirl your tongue around his tip before diving down to swallow him all. Your swollen lips look so delectable around his length, Giran resists the urge to use your mouth for his own fucking pleasure. But you look so sinful. His hand on your head gets more forceful. He no longer rocks. He’s thrusting, deeper, harder, faster, until you're choking around his cock. It’s no longer sexy but straight up obscene as the tears track down your cheeks and the saliva expels from your mouth to drip down your chin and onto your chest. It glistens, cools, but you’re hot. Too hot.

Who ever said heat rises had never gotten their throat fucked. You feel a pooling in your sex, a fire blazing between your thighs that you so desperately press together for friction. You remember the rolling camera, how this footage can be used against you, and probably how you look like nothing but a fleshlight. It all turns you on explicably, but it won’t do. Oh no. You tighten your grip on his testes, feeling them shrink up as he nears his release. With the next push back, you wrench your head free from his palm, sinking right back down to the hilt, pubes tickling your nose and you don’t breathe in. You suck, feeling your tongue flatten and swell at once. Your free hand is on his thigh, the pants saggy beneath your grip that fists the fabric.

“Oh, oh, oh fuck, fu--” he rasps, eyes not leaving your face. He’d never seen someone suck a cock, a stranger’s cock, with so much vigour. He’d had his fair share of ‘casting calls’ with young hopefuls, but none of them took to the challenge like you have.

“I’m going to cum,” the warning comes mere seconds before his release, and you decide to put on the final show.

As the warm, thick liquid expels, you begin to lean back, letting the stream gather on your tongue, around your lips, until the last spurts drip down your cheeks and jaw. You’re filthy covered in his cum. His breath hitches and the most guttural moan erupts from his throat at the sight. You keep your mouth open from him to see the semen, your face stays aroused, alluring, as though it doesn’t taste like cigarettes. 

It makes him fall to his knees in front of you. Without hesitation, you find the knot of his tie, tugging it into you harshly so that your lips collide and you swish all his cum into his panting mouth. He lets out a surprised yelp, but his lips soon melt, fingers sliding over your painted cheek as he sweeps along your jaw. When you pull away and stare at him with the widest eyes you can muster, you ask the dazed casting director a very simple question,

“Do I get the part?”

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#giran #bnha #giran x reader #giran x fem!reader #casting #tw:manipulation #tw:bj #boku no hero academia #mine #my writing #my hero academia #acting au #hollywood #fanfiction #bnha fanfiction #bnharem #giran thirst #cigarettes #smoking #oops

[knifeewifee]

GIRAN IS HOT AND NO ONE CAN CHANGE MY MIND

😩🤤🥺

#giran #i thirst for giran #giran thirst #he can be my sugar daddy #i can treat this man RIGHT

[savnofilter]

Haha so somnophilia is a damn good kink for those characters but who do you think would feel the most guilty and who would feel the most turned-on/powerful? Bonus: Who would take pics for later?

[somnophilia chat, if you got any nasties specifically for dabi send em in kittens! WARNINGS: dub/non-con, somnophilia]

1 ~ tamaki🥢

this boy just thinks youre so cute okay...?! he really loves you, and you just look so cute lying there all innocent, and begging to be touched... what was he even thinking?! but he already did it, and you were so wet... he cant help but wonder what its like if he did it more often... the sweet taste of your pussy against his lips is just so delicious, he cant stop himself from licking other places on your body as well. if your nectar is that sweet, wouldnt everywhere else on your body be as well?

does he take a picture? yes, but he won’t show anyone.

2 ~ midoriya🥦

hes kind of tamaki, but you just look so ethereal that he cant help it. your body looks for fit and the way your breasts look ready to spill out that top just makes his cock so fucking hard. the way that your body seem so... responsive? with you being so deep in sleep, it makes him want to bust a nut at how your body is just made for him. 

does he take a picture? yes, but only a few.

3 ~ kirishima🥊

not his proudest fap. he isnt really guilty? since he doesnt really act on impulse (its only manly that he doesn), but godt damn youre so damn hot! like smoking hot! the way your cunt wraps around his cock even when youre sleeping does things to him. he enjoys eating you out or even your ass and its music to his ears hearing your sleepy moans~ its always quit amusing seeing you wake up in the morning, confused as to why youre so wet~ 

does he take a picture? yes of course, no one will ever see it though.

4 ~ natso❄️

kirishima is manly, natso is a gentleman. so, he already knows that this is your kind of thing. therefore, it isnt much of a problem if he acts out on it! its what you want~ right~? has fun kissing and groping along your body and just overall groping. nothing more, nothing less. caresses and squeezes here and there, pets and fucks here and there. just know you would be wet at the end, his jizz somewhere on your body.

does he take a picture? hell yeah, he finna jack off to it later!

5 ~ fatgum🥟

he really loves you! he loves you so much that he just has to fuck you while youre sleeping, duh! you wake him up the same, he fucks you to sleep/wakes you up the same as well! love goes both ways~ its only fair that he loves you up the same way you love him. bonus that you make the cutest expressions and sounds too~

does he take a picture? hell yeah, he finna jack off to it later!

6 ~ todoroki❄️🔥

hm, does todoroki really have shame? no. is he crossing a line? no. he knows in good conscience that you enjoy it anyways, and youre prob dreaming about him in your sleep, touching you like he is anyways. he wont feel you up when you had a bad day, hes not that thirsty. he’ll just give you a good fuck and cuddle up into you when hes done. (cock warming who?)

does he take a picture? if he feels like it, most times no.

7 ~ bakugo💥

he doesnt give a damn. if he feels like it, he'll fuckin eat you out if he feels like it. if you dress especially skimpy, youre practically begging for him to wreck you until you wake up. the way your body knows his so well, just shows how much you love it even when youre deep in slumber~

does he take a picture? fuck yeah, shows you it too.

8 ~ shindo📳👋🏻

here is where the list starts getting questionable. shindo doesnt give a flying regard to your personal space. with his quirk and all, he takes all the fun he can with your body: sleeping or not kitten. once youre ready and dripping, he is on you. fan of cumming on you with your clothes semi on, loving when you shift from the feeling of his hot cum on your skin. hes kind enough to clean you up when hes done tho.

does he take a picture? fuck yeah, shows it to you and makes sure it says.... safe.

9 ~ giran🚬

his babygirl, and you guys have a mutual agreement. its on he verge of prostitution but like who cares? he get you business, you let him do what he wants. its fun for everyone! youre such a perfect little pillow princess, and double at sucking him so good he has to train when he sees fit! youre just always surprised when he knows your body inside out~

does he take a picture? fuck yeah, shows it to you and makes sure it stays.... safe.

10 ~ dabi🔥

( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) you wake up in the morning, with him giving you head or fucking you. you dont need an alarm because hes there to get his cock wet and hard. whether it be tit fucking you, using your cunt or ass, or even making you blow him, he will be getting off. and if you manage to come to your senses, he'll let you cum too~

does he take a picture? fuck yeah, saves it as his lock-screen.

11 ~ shigaraki🧂

he doesnt give a fuck if youre tired bitch. open those damn legs. homeboy wont full on rape you tho. if he wants to fit his fat-ass cock into your tight holes, or stick em' between your tits, press your thighs together, or even fuck your armpits- he does not give a fuck. just because youre sleeping, doesnt mean you get a free pass.

does he take a picture? fuck yeah, saves it as his lock-screen.

12 ~ all for one⚠️

youre his pet. you dont have rights. you do as he pleases, you fuck when he pleases -- you eat when he pleases. i said what i said. he takes pictures to blackmail you. better not fuck up.

#WOOPH #that took longer than i thought? #okey #sav being trash at thirst once again'': #the saga #bnha #mha #yandere bnha headcanons #bnha headcanons #yandere mha headcannons #bnha x reader #mha x reader #bnha dabi #bnha bakugou #bnha todoroki #bnha midoriya #bnha fatgum #bnha natsuo #bnha all for one #bnha giran #bnha kirishima #bnha tamaki #bnha shindo #sav's anons #d dabbles #happy birthday dabi

[pinkjeanist]

ok also imagine, before you and giran get together, the two of you are lounging on his balcony. He’s smoking as usual and you curiously ask if they taste better than they smell. He tilts his wrist towards you, offering his cigarette. You tentatively wrap your lips around it and inhale—only to pull back wheezing. Giran chuckles at your scrunched up face. He brings it back to his mouth, and you notice he’s placed his lips right over the lipstick smudge you left behind.

this is. oh my HEART........

like he didnt even realize he was doing it at first. his body betrayed him and wanted to know even a semblance of what you tasted like. but then you noticed, and he thought it was as good a time as any, so he flirted, and you flirted back, and then you were kissing, and he swears hes never felt any sort of love as deep as he felt then.

hes had his fair share of partners, but none of them tasted like you. none of them had your smile, or your eyes, or your everything, and you might as well have been more addicting than his cigarettes.

#inbox #giran #giran x reader #bnha giran #giran thirsting hours

[giransbunnywife]

♡ Nothing but respect for his Queen ♡

I’m extremely proud of this. Please look at this beautiful couple. The otp. You’ve never seen a man more in love. She stepped out in that robe and that was it for him. His attention is grabbed.

Simple background bc it was 5am and I was tired but! There’s improvement!

#self ship #self insert #my art #♡ you drive me crazy #bnha giran #self insert x canon #pls dnt tag as other ships— this is a self insert #pls dnt interact if you ship w giran or thirst accounts for him thank you #digital art #self insert art

[mothwithteeth]

Giran is a shrewd man. He knows what he's doing. He knows what he wants. So what if he wants a sweet little sex kitten who - surprise! - is cyanide deadly?

What if it starts out as purely business? He's looking for a little protection and you're sex on legs with a weapons collection and a lethal quirk.

You play it fast and loose enough to join the LoV if he didn't want you to himself.

But no. He's looking for a sexy little accessory to have in his lap while he talks business.

And it starts out as strictly professional as this type of arrangement can get

But then the touches linger and one morning you wake up in his bed no longer just arm candy or his body guard, but as his partner (in crime and in love) instead?

#bnha giran #giran bnha #giran x reader #thirst posts with moth #moth talks

[ultrakinda-love]

Not to be gross but I want Giran to h*ld my h*nd

#but wait theres more #giran #hes hot af no joke #kagero okuta #thirst post #rambles

[tomurasprincess]

TW: noncon

Why did I suddenly get this idea in my head about Giran being a creepy dad who lets the League use his sweet little daughter for their own pleasure?

He sends you over letting you think that you’re going to help the League for him, only to realize the “help” you’re giving them is being their personal cumdump.

You’re jumped as soon as you enter their hideout, forced down with all of your holes filled at once while they ruthlessly use your body. You cry for your daddy, only for them to laugh at you and tell you that he knew what was going to happen. That you’re their own personal toy now and your dear old daddy isn’t going to be coming to help you.

#mari thirsts #giran thirst #tw: noncon #I dunno where this idea came from #but it’s been in my head all day

[starbunnypop]

Giran really out here acting like he has the right to be so attractive. Like sir?? You have the perfect amount of rat bastard energy and gentleman and honestly? That’s kind of hot.

#teatalks #giran #anyways im being thirst on main whoops

[knifeewifee]

The Giran thirst is real tbh idk what I was doing lol

But I love thiiiiis

@pinkjeanist

#giran #giran thirst #giran fanart #bnha fanart #knifeewifee art #bnha giran

[ofallthingsnasty]

Boku no Hero Academia Thirsts

note:  I’m slowly adding to this but it might take a while. This is for asks, thirst, headcanons - everything I haven’t posted on my ao3, pretty much. Some characters have seperate masterlists, just click their names! I usually try to write reader GN in thirsts, even when asks use certain pronouns. I also use the term ‘basement wife’ as GN term, bw is just used as a trope for a darling. I usually don’t address the reader as ‘wife’ in the piece! last updated: 01/14/23

Overhaul | Kai Chisaki

Sir Nighteye | Mirai Sasaki (my forever fetish husbando pls no bully)

featuring @alani-r​ and gremlin anon!!

Hizashi Yamada | Present Mic

headcanons

pro heroes getting you drunk F/Multiple noncon, alcohol alpha!Hizashi forcibly changing his beta mate GN/M (no pronouns used, but reader gets pregnant and takes bc) drugging, forced pregnancy, a/b/o

which hybrid suits them best? // GN/Multiple // hybrids, power imbalance basement wife shenanigans // F/M // yandere, dubcon begging him for a baby (forced agr3)// GN/M but reader can get pregnant // kidnapping, forced agr3

Erasermic/Reader

headcanons

favoring one over the other F/M/M yandere, groping

with a brat F/M/M slight dd/lg, bratting

interaction prompts

"Hey there baby boy, look at you! Absolutely adorable there all swaddled up in your blankie! You want some juice? Babey boy want some appy juice?!" GN/M/M forced agr3 (both for Reader and Aizawa), a sprinkle of Erasermic/Reader

Aizawa Shota | Eraserhead

prompt fills

W - Wisteria (long life, immortality): “Tell me I’m your god/goddess and I’ll grant you a slice of heaven.” + X - Xeranthemum (everlasting love): “Our love will surpass life itself.” GN/M

Tomura Shigaraki | Tenko Shimura

thirsts

Tales from Tech Support IT Shig starts out as a sweet weirdo and quickly turns into the creep we love ♡ Part 1 // 2 // 3 // 4

Fatgum | Taishiro Toyomitsu

pro heroes getting you drunk F/Multiple noncon, alcohol which hybrid suits them best? // GN/Multiple // hybrids, power imbalance soft!dark fatgum // GN/M // yandere, manipulation being fatgum’s puppy // GN/M // hybrids, yandere, physical abuse, snuff mention baking for him // GN/M // hybrids, yandere, physical abuse, choking, snuff mention

Hawks | Keigo Takami

hawks and keigo being separate entities // GN/M/(M) // yandere, violence mention, noncon mention who is into agr3 for their darling // GN/M // forced agr3, yandere Miruko | Rumi Usagiyama

pro heroes getting you drunk F/Multiple noncon, alcohol

prompt fills

J - Jasmine (sensuality): “Oh sweetheart, if you keep struggling like that, I might just lose control.” F/F yandere, pain, pussy spanking, nipple play

MiruGum/Reader

general yandere dynamic // GN/M/F // yandere, manipulation, kidnapping, physical abuse, noncon mention

Endeavour | Enji Todoroki

human urinal // GN/M // noncon piss thrown into the basement as a punishement // GN/M // kidnapping, physical abuse taking his basement wife out from time to time // GN/M // yandere, basement wifery, implied physical abuse Enji being soft for basement wife // GN/M // yandere, basement wifery, physical abuse Enji’s basement wife getting accidentally discovered // GN/M // physical abuse, basement wifery, yandere forced agr3 // GN/M // forced agr3, yandere, kidnapping, pyhsical abuse who is into agr3 for their darling // GN/M // forced agr3, yandere forced memory wipe // GN/M // yandere

Giran creep Giran groping you // GN/M // manipulation, some fat-shaming, inappropriate quirk usage Giran setting you up with Dabi // GN/M // dubcon Giran with someone sweet // F/M // softness

interaction prompts

“But what if I choose to leave?” F/M inappropriate quirk usage, yandere, implied drugging

#masterlist