I will be trying to write more stories with gender neutral readers. Often times due to the nature of what I write, I write afab readers with she/her pronouns. If you prefer other things, please state that in your request or message.
Sorry if it is not always gender neutral. I will try my hardest with doing so, and being all inclusive.
WHO CAN YOU REQUEST?:
Anyone (male, female, or other identities) from the following animes (no minor characters unless they are time skip versions that follow the plot):
My Hero Academia
Hunter x Hunter
Death Note
Jujutsu Kaisen
Soul Eater
Dorohedoro
One Punch Man
WHAT CAN YOU REQUEST?:
Fluff
Angst
Headcannons
Drabbles
Opinions
Fics
fem!reader
male!reader
Smut
Threesomes, Foursomes etc.
Dark smut/dark topics (will be putting trigger warnings on said fics, I will advise that you do not read them if the topics will trigger you)
WHEN CAN YOU REQUEST?:
Whenever my request box is open!
(tw for darker topics mentioned ahead, censored most stuff)
WHAT ARE THE RULES FOR SMUT AND DARKER SMUT/WHAT YOU CAN NOT REQUEST:
V*mit kinks
Sh*t kinks
DDLG kinks including reader or character acting like a baby/childâ in the sense that theyâre being infantilized. Like wearing diapers, being put into clothes, wearing pacifiers, baby talk, ďżźetc. Mommy and Daddy kinks are fine.
Extreme violence; for example, my Dabi fic is about the most extreme this blog will ever get. I still put a dark warning because regardless it can be triggering.
Underage!Reader
Underage!Characters
In depth su*cidal topics
V*re
G*re (excluding blood kinks)
Inc*st
!!This is also a warning now that at some point, the topics and stuff being posted on this account will be of a dark nature. I will be sure to put as many trigger warnings, and cut offs on all of my future fics as much as I can. If stuff like that upsets or triggers you, please do not read it. I am being serious. Please do not read content that could potential harm or upset you. Even out of curiosity!!
Please be kind to yourself and others, feel free to request whenever an idea pops into your head!
Also no racism, xenophobia, transphobia, homophobia-- bigotry of any kind, is allowed on this blog.
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i want to make it clear i do check my posts and followers to see if they are minors. i hate to be brutal or come across as mean, but i will block you if you are a minor following or interacting with this blog. i know i canât control that; and i know that no matter how many warnings i give, people will still do whatever butâ i just really feel uncomfortable with minors seeing certain content.
incase people have forgotten. i am an adult, i write about adults. i do not feel comfortable whatsoever interacting with minors in the context of 18+ content. please stop, it makes me uncomfortable.
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Warnings: mentions of anxiety, kinda heavy petting? we still going slow up in this ride, adult language, eventual SMUT, oh & Kiyoomi being a blunt asshole
Words:Â 12,880
His usual spot at the cafe is taken, and heâs already decided to keep walking on, but somehow, somehow, he manages to catch your eye.
His feet are slowing, a stuttering breath stagnating in his lungs, all at once hopeful and bewildered, but before he can examine his fluttering emotions, youâre alongside him on the noisy sidewalk, passing him his usual evening drink, a pleased smile on your soft lips.
Suddenly, the world smells like velvety pine and heady bergamot, and he canât stop staring down at you.
Notes: me: try to keep it at 7,000 words, also me: whatâs a word count? Â
i owe my life to @wickedfaerytale & @albinoburritoâ for their edits and suggestions on this monster. i love you both & appreciate you to the moon and back.
LatibuleÂ
pt. ii:Â Four Set
a high set to the strong side/outside hitter
[ pt. i: an opening ] ||Â
[ You: 4:35pm ]
Hey! Itâs meâ from the coffee shop. Wanted to see if you were busy this evening? Maybe we can meet up when I get off?
[ Sakusa: 5:02pm ]
I know. Sure.
[ You: 6:21pm ]
Great! Iâm off at 9:30. Want to meet at the shop?
[ Sakusa: 7:10pm ]Â
Read at 7:10pm
âIs he coming?â Kane asks, following you out of the coffee shop and pausing under the shallow awning, twisting his head, watching your back as you turn the key in the door. You tug against the handle, testing the hold, your hands heavy against the cool metal.Â
âI donât know,â you sigh, eyes peering into the darkened depths of the cafe lobby. âIt says he read the last text, but he didnât respond. Heâs likely busy. I have no idea how long they practice; heâs a professional athlete, and after seeing that gameâŚwell, I can only imagine how intense his training schedule is. I donât think Iâve ever seen anyone move like that before it was so fluid, like watching quicksilver.â
âEh? Quicksilver? What is this, a poetry slam? Who describes people like that? Still, I bet he does, like, 20,000 sit-ups a day. You can tell, even under that baggy jacket, that heâs crazy fit,â Kane ruminates, leaning against one of the stacked sets of metal chairs. âDamn. Itâs kinda crazy to think about, you know? You and a hot pro athlete going out on a date.â
Just want to post an update to say; I want to try to write more. Iâm sorry I havenât. Please remember that us writers have a life away from the keyboard, and we arenât getting paid for this. Iâve gotten some rather distasteful messages in my inbox about how some people are upset at me for not posting more, and acting entitled to it. Youâre allowed to ask for requests from meâ
but please donât try to guilt me into writing, or send me passive aggressive messages in order for that to happen.
Please be kind to me, to others, and to yourself. Aggression is very unnecessary.
A/N: More of a leading up to it rather than a reaction and im so sorry for not being able to read properly but! ily<3
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Bubaigawara Jin:
Jin cannot take off his mask. He thinks- He knows that heâll break if he does. A simple tear is enough for him to feel as if heâs leaking, as if his entire existence and being, is nothing more than some liquid spilling out of a broken kettle. He knows that you donât mind but thereâs always something in him repeating the opposite, that you care and that if he isnât up to your standards, youâll drop him. You allow him to be near you- this paranoid man who canât be without a mask-, you let him rest his head on your chest and hold you as you stroke his back, bringing him back to reality once more and easing his state of mind.
Thereâs a logical reasoning in his mind whenever something negative tends to come up. Youâre still with him, you still let his hands roam your body and pull you close. You let him love you and he knows that by this point, you couldnât care about who he is underneath the mask. His name isnât something hidden by this point and you could simply search him, but you donât. He gets to come to your home and lay his head on your lap and watch some old television show that makes you groan in second-hand embarrassment. He gets to leave when heâs taken you to your bed, your arms clinging loosely to his body, the fabric of his mask lifted for a quick moment where he presses his lips against your temple. He gets to leave without you seeing him.Â
Heâll joke about you not seeing his face. Even when he was young, he was told he had a scary look. Heâll joke about how itâs only a scary monster underneath, laugh loudly and say in a serious voice that heâs only joking. He wears the mask around you, never lifting it up unless heâs been offered something to eat and even then heâs so careful, so meticulous about the skin that he shows that you can only catch hints of stubble. Heâll kiss you through the mask, comment at your expression and tell you that one day, heâll show you his face. He knows that when he doesnât, heâs doing it because he wants to, because youâre the one who can hold him together as his stitches start to give.Â
He canât see. Tears flood his vision and make the mask tick to his skin in a way that makes him want to rip off the article of clothing. Heâs clinging to you, begging for you to hold him and heâs gasping for air, clawing at the fabric of his suit as his knees are meeting the floor. Heâs sobbing. Itâs a bad episode, they type that he only allows you to see because he knows that youâll love him all the same afterwards, that youâll touch him and caress his tired body as he lays on your chest. A fighter and a lover, rips off the mask with shaky hands and has you touch his face, so desperate to tell him that heâs okay.
Itâs not the way Jin wanted you to see his face for the first time. Face red and tears streaming but having you stare into him and feeling the cool air hit his heated skin, he relaxes and heâs breathing roughly and waiting for your reaction. He sees your eyes flicker to his scar and the frown that tugs on your lips. He waits for rejection only to be met with a soft kiss, your hand stroking a cheekbone as you push his head to your shoulder and let him cling to you. You whisper words of love to him- you call him handsome and kiss above his scar. He can only cling to you, the delicate way that you treat him is something that he hasnât felt and heâs so starved for it. Heâll rest beside you, let the mask stay clutched in his hands as your fingers trace around his face, letting the linger on his parted lips.
I wish people would stop saying âItâs July. Well done for wasting half a year.â Did you make someone smile in the past six months? Did you stroke a cat or throw a stick for a dog? Did you learn a new fact or teach someone a new joke? Did you laugh, cry, scream or sing in the past six months? Because if so, congratulations for not wasting your time at all.
You lived through what is, and Iâm not exaggerating, a fucking apocalyptic event. DURING a major political crisis to boot! This year, still having a pulse is a major accomplishment, and Iâm so glad youâre here.
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hello!! i was wondering if i could request yanderes light and L fighting over the same person?
L and Light Fighting Over the Same Person
a/n: THANK YOU FINALLY SOME DEATH NOTE REQUESTS YESâ also side note, sorry if you saw me accidentally post this and then edit it. Didnât mean to press the post option so early, stupid laptop. This is also unedited as of right now.
-it could go many ways, and I could see different scenarios taking place depending on where theyâre at in the story, and where you are at in their lives.
-letâs say for instance, you somehow are working around both of them.
-maybe working on the case, and have no prior relationship with either of them (just to make it more neutral).
-Light would be the first one to notice his feelings towards you
-He finds you beautiful, charming, and overall very much perfect, he wouldnât go for anything less, cause he is a âGodâ.
-Light would try to naturally swoon you, as he has done in the past to other woman. He thinks at first that he just wants to somehow use you to his advantage, but the more you reject his offers, brush him off, and kind of âtoyâ with him, his feelings begin to show. He just likes you.
-Yandere tendencies show out when he noticed later on, that L feels the same.
-Maybe itâs the way you always offer L your food, or how youâve bought him cake a few times. But now any time he sees you, for the first time in his life, he feels genuinely nervous and love-sick by someone.
-He first shows his affections to you, by making someone bring you noodles after you complained about feeling hungry out loud. Light noticed how out of character it was for him to do something like that for another person. Especially to remember exactly how you preferred your ramen (of course he remembers your ramen order too, itâs L weâre talking about.)
-Light begins to up his antics even more, and it becomes a test of sorts.
-He plays into your toying, he offers you gifts and tries to mold himself into a version of him that you might find appealing.
-Sometimes he becomes too touchy, but itâs almost become normal at this point. He makes sure to do it right in front of everyone, while glaring straight into the eyes of L. Trying to assert his dominance, which doesnât go unnoticed by anyone.
-Light begins to have Ryuk stalk you, and watch over you. Making a deal that he has to do anything to protect you. He also begins to watch you as you go about your life from afar, whenever he can really.
-He wants to see what you respond best to, and what works best for L to leave you alone, because how dare anyone else try to steal what it his.
-Meanwhile, L is quick to catch on to Lightâs plans, and his possessive nature begins to go full swing. He feels upset, betrayed almost. That you would even want to be around someone as evil, and impure as Light.
-L tries often to get you alone, and has you go over plans, ideas, notes etc. more just so he can be around you. Heâs very awkward in the love, and affection department, so heâs just content with being close to you, and watching you. Itâs a bit off putting but, itâs not anything youâre not used to.
-L wants so badly to touch you, to feel you touch him. To keep you locked alone with him forever, so you never have to face the true evil of the world ever again.
-He really loves watching you, so he somehow manages to place cameras in your home. In every room, and every corner. He falls in love with your natural ways. From the way you sleep, to how you snuggle up on the couch, or how you hum a tune while doing chores.
-Something in him snaps a bit when he watched you shower for the first time.
-He cares, so much.
-You notice their tension, and the way theyâre becoming increasingly more possessive over you. Thereâs no room to breathe anymore.
-It all kicks off one day, when the three of you were alone in Lâs room. Light decided to push L more, and upset him by walking up behind you, and gently placing his hand on your waist, almost in a side hug as he looked at the notes you were overlooking. Pulling your plush body against his own, and once again staring into the eyes of the now angered man across the table.
-Light looks away for a brief moment, looking down at you with a sinister, and lust intented gaze. Brushing the fallen strands of hair away from the sides of your face.
-In that moment you tense, your cheeks burning hot and you turn to look at him. His nible fingers running gently against the your warm cheeks, he chuckles darkly, and says aloud.
-âYouâre so cute when youâre flustered.â
-L on the other side of the table grumbles, and for once, you see the look on his face turn sour. He snaps with a quick sentence.
-âThatâs enough Light.â
-âWhatâs wrong? Are you feeling a bit lonely there L?â
-âThey donât seem to mind it muchâ isnt that right, sweetheart?-â L shoots up from his spot, as Light dips his head closer to you.
-âI said enough.â
-Light chuckles, pushing you away from his side. You stumble for a second, catching yourself before you fall to the ground.
-âYouâre so obvious, L. So painfully obvious. Youâre practically burning with jealousy, but itâs not my problem youâre socially awkward. They are mine. Look at my poor Y/n, all scared because of you.â
-âThey. Are. Not. Yours.â
-âI was right! You are jealous!â Light says with an obnoxious chuckle, his face darkening with malice. Lâs eyes grow darker as the seconds pass.
-Both boys began to argue, L somehow remaining physically, and verbally calm. Despite how angered, and betrayed he felt inside. Light didnât mind one bit letting the crazy side of himself come out.
-They both acted like you werenât in the room as they went at it.
-That is until Light pulled you to him again, and you whimpered at his harsh tugging. L finally showed some emotion, and growled, pulling your other arm to him.
-âLight, stop it. Youâre hurting them.â
-Which left you to be in a tug of war between the two of them, bickering as they both tried to snatch you away. Your heart was beating out of your chest at the sudden realization that they both had gone mad over you.
-Both admitting they had tried everything to win you over, and that if either one happened to âwinâ, youâd never see the other again. Obsessive admissions came out, the stalking? their thoughtsâ everything was brought to life that night. Tears began to prick your eyes, and the room soon became quiet. Nothing but breathing, and broken choked sobs filling the atmosphere.
-âWell if they wonât choose either of us, I guess weâre going to have to make them choose both of us. Isnât that right?â Light cooed, smiling at your broken expression. Hand forcefully grabbing the side of your face so you couldnât look away.
-âI guess youâre correct, for once. We will just have to share.â L said in reply. His shaky digits petting over your soft hair.
You stood in Shigarakiâs room admiring his vast game and manga collection. After joining the league, he had taken quite a liking to you.You two had become close, bonding over shared interest. He even made you his second in command, which made you a bit nervous, but he was sure you could handle it. He had faith in you.You even helped take care of him after his fight against Redestro, patching up his wounds.
Today you had spent all day in his room playing a new game while discussing his plans for the future, the PLF, how he wanted to surpass AFO among other random topics. Shigaraki really was a genius.His views and strategies, his way of thinking and analyzing a situation impressed you. You help admiration for him, he was your leader after all.You held a lot of admiration and respect for your boss, and felt like people didn't give him enough credit. And he seemed to feel the same about you. Â
As you checked out his games you could feel the heaviness of his eyes upon you. That undeniable uncanny feeling of being watched. The sound of his nails scraping as they raked up and down his already clawed up neck. "Are you OK Tomura?" you ask, turning to face him, your eyes holding concern, you thought he had kicked this tick of his. He seemed clearly disturbed by something though. The air was heavy with unease.
His eyes narrowed as he looked at you, his gaze scanning over your body, his breathing became heavy and ragged. His eyes locked onto yours. Yet he didn't answer. You stood there in silence waiting for his reply, feeling more uncomfortable with every passing second. The atmosphere in the room had changed fast, becoming thick and tense. Feeling maybe you have worn out your welcome, you decide it was probably time to leave. Tomura's mood was always prone to change rather quickly, he could be quiet and calm one minute then switch to volatile the next.
"Well I guess I'll go, enjoy your game Tomura" you said, giving him a wave, turning away from him as you headed for the door. You could hear his chair squeak followed by the padding of his heavy footsteps approaching you. Next thing you knew you felt two thin but strong arms clutching you to a toned chest. His face snuggled into the crook of your neck.
"You're so pretty, so soft, smell so good, I need you" he rambles his breath hot against your skin as he inhales your scent. He trails open mouthed kisses over your shoulder and neck, teeth sinking into your flesh as he sucked deeply, surely leaving a dark mark behind, proof that you were his, well you would be. "Tomura" you exclaimed, shocked by his show of affection as you jolted in his grip. This only made him hold you tighter, encasing you flush to his body. His hips pressed firmly into your backside, showing you just what you do to him. Your eyes widened at the large bulge shoved against you, he felt absolutely huge.Â
His hands roamed and explored your body, one journeying up under your shirt squeezing your full breast while the other trailed lower, cupping your sex through your jeans, touching both materials with all 5 fingers. Turning the fabrics to dust in a matter of seconds leaving you exposed, bare under his touch. His fingers pinching your nipples, quickly making pert little buds grow, while his other digits discovered your clit, the calloused pad of his thumb caressing the sensitive jewel. His other fingers sliding over your lips. You couldn't stop yourself from moaning as his hands toyed with you.
You're left speechless as you feel him thrusting his hips into you, grinding and humping you, his dick rubbing all over your backside while he grunted over you. You can hear his whimpers as his tongue licks the shell of your ear."Shig what are you doing" you somehow managed to get out.
"Can I have you, please, I need you so bad" he begs while his arms tighten around you. Rutting into you like an animal. He was so overcome with his desire for you, the need to feel something other than his own hand on his manhood. He could no longer control himself around you. You couldn't believe this was happening. Your boss and friend, assaulting you in such a way. That he wanted you this badly. You felt helpless, trapped against him. One of his hands left you briefly and you quickly figured out why when you felt skin to skin contact as his hard cock slid between your legs, rubbing over your slit. Pumping his need between your thighs.
You should be struggling, telling him to stop. But you couldn't bring yourself to. He was so hot, strong and he was making you horny. You had always felt an attraction to him and to have him this intimately close was impeding your thoughts. Every nerve in your body felt alive under his touch. The way his fingers grazed over your slick folds. The rough texture added so much friction, making your knees wobble and buckle, if it wasn't for him clutching you so tightly you surely would have fell to the floor.Â
His thumb playing with your clit had your whole body shaking, a strangled cry left your lips as he increased his speed."Tomura s..st..stop, I .." you couldn't even form a coherent sentence with his fingers playing with you. Fuck it felt so incredibly good.
"Why, you clearly like it, you're getting so wet for me and you're trembling, just from my fingers" he teased. Punctuating his statement by pushing two long fingers into your slick coated core. Pumping in and out slowly while curling them inside you. Hearing you moan was so beautiful to him. You were enjoying him. You couldn't deny it, you wanted him. His digits sliding between your folds, scissoring wide as to open you up for what was sure to come.His next words broke your heart though.
"You don't even have to look at me, you can keep your eyes closed or I can take you from behind, you can pretend I'm someone good looking, someone you want, just please let me have you just this once. Please" he was practically sobbing at this point, begging for you.Did he actually think that low of himself. Really think he was so unsightly that you couldn't bear to look at him.Â
"Tomura, why do you say that I want to look at you" you somehow managed to get out between whimpers. You felt his fingers abruptly leave you. Missing the fullness of them already. As you were turned to face him in a heartbeat. His vermilion eyes gazing into yours. They held a hunger you had never seen, it was like he wanted to devour you, and you were going to let him.
"You want to look at me, my face doesn't creep you out" he asked, his voice cracking with emotion. Reaching out you held his face in your hands."Why would you even think that, I find you very attractive Shigaraki" you exclaimed, looking up into his red eyes.
His lips met yours in a passionate kiss, his tongue delving into your wet cavern. He didn't start off gentle either, he went straight from 0 to 100 as his wet muscle shoved itself down your throat, dominating the kiss. Meanwhile he had started maneuvering you backwards, leading you to his bed. "You'll willing let me fuck you" he asked in disbelief. But before you could answer he had pushed you onto the bed, quickly crawling over you, trapping you underneath him. His hands on either side of your head."I promise I'll make you feel good baby" his voice was husky as his knee settled between your thighs.Â
âI'm gonna make you mine, show you how well we fit together Kitten, but first I want to devour you. I bet your delicious" he purred. Slowly kissing a path down your body. Over your supple breasts, lips latching onto your pert nipple, taking it into his mouth, suckling at the stiff peak before moving over your stomach, licking a path down to the treasure between your legs. He could particularly taste you already. He had wanted you so bad, and to finally have you beneath him, all his, to do with as he pleased.Â
Coming to your womanhood he licked your puffy lips eliciting a soft whine from your lips. This encouraged him as he started drawing patterns over your slit. Your hands were laced through his hair, pulling the white locks. "You like that baby" he purred, breath fanning over your wet folds making you shudder. Your body bucked when he touched your clit, thumb rubbing short circles over it.Â
"Fuck Shigaraki, please" you begged. "Please what angel, tell me what you want. You want this" he asked. Giving your pearl a quick lick. "Yes, so good" you mumbled. Your eyes rolling back in your head. He didn't need any further encouragement as he began flicking his talented tongue over your sensitive bud, driving you crazy. Every nerve in your entire body was tingling with electricity, your toes curled as his assault on your jewel continued.Â
"Your so wet for me babe" his tongue dipped past your folds tasting your very essence. "I could eat you all day, but I need to be inside you pet" he groaned. Lapping at your sex a few more times before pulling away. He Positioned himself at your dripping entrance, his reddish uncircumcised tip was already oozing with pre cum. He felt so hot and heavy pressed against your opening, poised and ready to surge forward. Throwing your legs over his shoulder he finally drove into your warm core.
"Holy fuck kitten, your so incredibly tight" he groaned feeling your walls clamp down on his hard member. He was so big, you were struggling to take him. Gripping your hips, he plunges in further, your walls trying so hard to accommodate his girth as he repeatedly sheaths his cock within your depths. You grab the bedsheets, trying to relax and breath as he filled you with his thick length.
"That's it bunny, take every fucking inch of me. I'm gonna mold your little cunt to my fat cock. Your mine now, say it." He demanded, driving completely into your tight pussy again and again. You try to speak, to obey him, but "Yours'' was all you could manage through strangled cries as he pulled out only to slam back in harder. The whole bed was moving from the strength of his thrusts, headboard was hitting the wall most likely alerting anyone around exactly what was happening. A grin of pure satisfaction graced his handsome face as he watched your pussy engulf his entire engorged shaft finally buried to the hilt inside you. You felt like heaven, the way your walls clenched, around him, sucking him in, expanding to shape to his manhood.Â
He could no longer hold back, with you squeezing him so amazingly tight, his thrusts were getting faster and faster. Your body was quivering underneath him as you whined and cried out in pleasure. The obscene sound of wet skin slapping together mixed with his lustful pants and grunts invaded your ears, echoing through the room creating a symphony to your own lewd whimpers and moans. His throbbing length was pounding into you, hitting the gummy patch deep inside, his hips rutting against you, a tingling feeling started to coil in your stomach quickly unwinding and spreading through your body like electricity as your orgasm built. Shigaraki felt you flutter and convulse around him. "Come on pet, cum on my cock, soak me baby girl" he huffed, pumping into you relentlessly. Stars clouded your vision as your release spilled over his manhood, drenching it with your essence.Â
"Such a good girl for me, now I'm gonna fill you up with my seed. I'm gonna coat your insides my kitten. I'll stuff you so full." You could feel him twitch as his pulsing length rubbed over your slick walls that were desperately trying to milk him, his movements were more erratic, his hips snapping into you furiously as he chased his own release, that intense pleasurable pull in his balls and the pit of his abdomen, so thrusting a few more times into your tight heat before he stilled, throwing his head back and pumping thick milking cum into your womb, painting your walls white. "Gonna give you every drop, my pretty little whore, mine" he growled. Looking down he watched his cum pour out of your aching cunt. His face was flushed and his breathing ragged as he bent down kissing your neck, sucking on a tender spot right above your collarbone. Your eyes widen when you feel him harden inside you again. "Ready for the next round" his raspy voice whispered in your ear.
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Warnings: SMUT/18+ only, unbalanced/unhealthy relationships, student/teacher sex, dubcon, sub/dom dynamics, brat taming, fingering, masterbation, a table is pretty roughed up in this, so pls hold a brief moment of silence for it  Â
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âSo, you just want me to read from the book?â
âYes.â
âAndâŚanswer questions?â
âThatâs what I said,â Shigaraki smirks, already reaching toward his bookshelf, tugging the heavy Intro to Biology text out and shifting it into his large hands.
You bite at your lip again and pass your gaze from his amused expression to the bland cover of the textbook, debating your next move, trying to walk yourself through all the ups and downs. Itâs too simple. Itâs too easy. Itâs not like him. Heâs got something else in mind, why else would he fucking look like that? Itâs not a bad look. No, itâs a look that makes your stomach flip and head spin.
âStop being so suspicious,â Shigaraki scolds, drawing your wandering attention back to him. âI donât bite, that is, unless you want me to.â
Notes: the title was selected because itâs got the word cum in it. ahhh, the things that crack me up. anyhow.Â
this is part of the BNHA Degeneracy serverâs 9 to 5 collaboration! i had a ton of fun participating in this and thank you guys for making this so freaking awesome! special shoutout & thanks to @albinoburritoâ & @kugutsuuâ for their beta edits! this was a departure from what i usually write about and i appreciate all of your notes and help!  Â
Practicum
prac¡ti¡cum
/ËpraktÉkÉm/
noun
a practical section of a course of study
Itâs your senior year, they said. Live a little, they advised. Stop and take a breather, youâre almost home free! Take some easier classes. Focus on whatâs in front of you, itâll be over before you know it! On and on and on.Â
Spring semester is almost here. Youâve applied for graduation, the cap and gown have been ordered, and you have a shiny class ring sitting on your pinky. Itâs in the bag. Just breeze through four more classes and youâre out. Well, it would be an easy shot, if you hadnât put off this one class.Â
It always popped up, so itâs not like you could plead ignorance. Your advisor warned you, each quarterly meeting, that you needed to get it out of the way. Take it seriously, he cautioned, clacking out his notes, typing down that youâd failed to heed his sage advice, again. If you wait too long, youâre not going to get the professor that you want.
