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akiranzee · 2 months

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idea: a very drunk Hashira! reader trying (and somehow succeeding) to rizz up muzan. They hit it off and later on in the final battle, reader who is very shy when sober, finds them again and both just remember that they hooked up-

🥃 • ° ` — “LIQUOR AND SINS”

-> PAIRINGS: Muzan Kibutsuji x Gn!Drunk!Hashira!Y/n -> SUMMARY: The night when your life changed. -> WORD COUNT: 1.5k+ -> CONTAINS: suggestive content, mentions of violence, swearing, muzan’s demon form, drinking, muzan is 1000 while reader is 27. -> A/N: sry if u wanted this smut, its on my rules that i don’t accept smut reqs from anons. i hope u still like this tho!!

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February 14, was the day you finally managed to defeat an uppermoon. Uppermoon 5, to be exact. Surely you’ll celebrate for this wonderful achievement, right? Of course you will.

You’ve been fighting and training hard for five years, of course you’ll let loose a little, just for today.

The other hashiras, especially Mitsuri really wanted you to come with them since they’re having a celebration of their own too, but you turned down the offer.

A cold, peaceful night such as this is something you’d like to keep yourself to.

The bells jingled as you opened the door of a small bar, and ordered for liquor.

It was safe to say, that you can atleast handle a few booze, but having six is just… a little bit too much.

You were a stumbling mess when you attempted to go to the bathroom, your weapon slipping out of your hand in the process.

And that caught a certain someone’s attention.

As you stepped in the woman’s bathroom, you immediately made your way to the sink, and puked your heart out. You didn’t even hear the door open and close, even when the lock clicked.

You panted, the dizziness was still around, something you probably can’t shake off up until tomorrow. For a demon slayer, you’re a one hell of a light drinker, all right.

But despite that, your sight can never waver, for even if it was all a blur, you were sure someone was behind you. You may not see them clearly, but he was a man, and he looked handsome as fuck.

Even before the man could move, you immediately whipped your head towards him, with visible flushed cheeks, and half-lidded eyes. It wouldn’t take a genius to know just how drunk you are.

The man flinched in unexpectation, but what made him surprised more was the fact that he was a complete stranger; yet you immediately wrapped your arms around his neck.

The man immediately withdrew his claws that were a hundred times sharper than a newly sharpened knife, taken aback by the sudden affection.

It was safe to say that you had saved your own life in the most unexpected way, in the most unthinkable way.

The red wine that you just drank and puked had filled in his nose, the scent so tantalizing, yet, as a demon, more over, the demon king, he must not be lured by such a thing.

And yet, the simple press of your thigh against his ‘thing’ has awakened something within him.

You leaned in and whispered something against his ear, but it was inaudible in his side for he felt hot. Your breath was tickling his ear, your heat radiating off of you from how close you both are, and your thigh still pressed on his junior. God damn, he shouldn’t feel this way. He’s a demon for God’s sake.

And that’s how, the night when your life changed.

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“Y/n! Pay attention will you!?” Yelled Sanemi, your training partner for today. “The hell you zoning out about!?”

You flinched in surprise as his loud voice had finally reached your ears.

For the past few days, you’ve been always like this. Even Rengoku got upset when he thought you were ignoring him.

For some reason, thoughts — more like memories, start to appear in your brain. Although, you’ve got no assurance if it really is that.

You doubt, but a memory comes in then. A memory that… consisted of heat, lust, temptation, and desire. But you have no recollection of what had happened in that memory.

Even Mitsuri needed to bonk your head so hard to keep those memories out of your head in the middle of a battle.

It was all so distracting, to say the least. Your missions, turned out to be a fail at the end of the day only because you could not pay attention to the demon.

Safe to say, you are getting demoted. That’s for sure.

“Tsk, there you go again! Zoning out!” Sanemi snapped one last time, before throwing his wooden stick to the ground and walked out.

Then, there goes your training session. A failure.

As you slowly, tiredly, packed your things and walked away from Sanemi’s estate, you can’t help but wonder as always; what really happened that night?

You swore you only had a few shots then… right. Then what? Obviously, you don’t remember any more further.

But you do remember seeing a man. A man who wore a white hat, red eyes, and a formal suit. You can’t remember how he looked like, but you remembered his scent, and his voice. And you too, were sure, that he was muscular enough to carry a thousand pound, or even more.

Sauntering towards your estate, your mind elsewhere, as you couldn’t even hear the ongoing chaos that started just about… now.

You heard screaming and explosions, you saw smoke as you looked back, everything falling down in just a second.

You dropped your bag, and ran toward the chaos’ direction, along with your weapon.

You ran as fast as you can, your mind was no longer filled with those heated memories. All you could ever think of now was, are they okay?

You rushed, and panted. You tried to use your breathing technique to get faster, but it was of no avail. You were too late.

Everything had turned into a disaster the moment you turned around, the moment you blinked your eyes, the moment you stopped thinking.

The next thing you knew, you were already sent into a room. No, wait, not a room. It looked like an… endless void.

You stepped foot on it, and explosions could be heard anywhere. It was terrifying, to say the least. But your legs strengthened and rushed forth towards a direction, in which a voice — a screaming voice of a woman could be heard.

And that woman was no other than… Mitsuri. She, was the very first friend you had ever since your arrival. She was an innocent, kind, and bright woman. She did not deserve to live in a world like this.

Better yet, exist in a situation that has got her hissing in pain, and gasping for breath.

Obanai Iguro was there too, fighting for his dear life and for Mitsuri’s.

You stand by Mitsuri’s aid, trying to help her get up.

“I’m… fine, please, help Iguro-san..” Mitsuri weakly pleaded, as her legs trembled when she tried to get herself up with the help of your arm.

You looked at Iguro from afar, and you could see, just how much he was willing to risk just to kill a demon.

You nodded and raced toward his aid, without knowing that it was no ordinary demon he was fighting. Not one of the twelve moons, but the king of them all.

You shivered and froze in spot, his dominating aura getting through to you as you looked up at the monster in fear, Iguro continuing to fight for his life.

You slowly walked towards the battle, swallowing the lump in your throat.

You charged towards the demon, whose hair was long and white, had a muscular form, and a scent so alluring.

Iguro was thrown back against the wall, leaving you and the demon alone.

Muzan looked at you in confusion, upon seeing a new face, but then, he remembers, that you were the woman he was always looking for ever since that night. God, you looked beautiful even when your hair up, but he obviously preferred the way you looked in bed, your hair down and splayed on the soft mattress.

He smirked upon seeing you, “nice to see you, again.” He said with his deep, tempting voice.

Oh god, fuck, now you remember. Those memories, it all became so clear. He was the fucking man you slept with, the man from that very same night too.

You stood in front of him from quite a distance, but instead of attacking you, he instead went near and wrapped his arm around your waist, pulling you in as his lips touched yours.

You finally remembered the heat, the pleasure, and the desire.

Your comrades can only look from afar, can only look at your betrayal.

★ • ° ` — BONUS:

Weeks before, Mitsuri gasped loudly, her gasp literally echoing through the silent forest, as you told her about your current predicament.

“R-Really!? Omg! You slept with someone!!” Mitsuri announced and gasped loudly again, causing you to place both your hands on her mouth.

“S-Shh! Everyone’s gonna hear you!” You whisper-yelled, as Mitsuri nodded apologetically. Her big mouth always getting the best of her, when it comes to something she always calls “love”.

You sigh in defeat, as you already expect that Mitsuri will probably accidentally slip some words out.

“W-Wait! How did he look like!? What was it like!? Did you feel good!?” Mitsuri’s enthusiasm boosted up again, excitedly asking you about your unforgettable experience.

“Well… it definitely felt like something I never felt like before.. he was um.. muscular.. handsome.. and most definitely big down there.” Mitsuri broke into a cackle, as she held her stomach and wiped the tears in her eyes.

“S-Seriously- haha- t-that was what you r-remember? You sure must’ve s-stared at it for a long time! Hahaha!” Mitsuri continued laughing, as embarrassment started to creep up your cheeks, turning your head away from her, “S-Shh!” as you tried to shut her up.

But it was true though, you can’t deny the fact that he was packing down there.

a/n: u guys imagine the rest

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fatexbound · 3 years

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@shujinroyal said: 📂📂📂📂📂( all for Akira ).

Useless headcanon time | Accepting

He steals some leftovers from the fridge at night. His stomach is really damn weird and it feels empty almost all the time, even when he’s full.

He was born with this messy, floofy hair. It’s very soft but he hates being touched unless you ask for permission.

His work/study desk is a bit of a mess and almost never organized unless Morgana yells at him for it.

His breakfast is curry with coffee. He never breaks that routine even as an adult.

Speaking of that, he’s unsure if he should become a detective or a police officer. A just one. He’s learned that all cops are shit thanks to Zenkichi, but the trauma and abuse he got from them still remains.

#shujinroyal #Mun answers #You'll Never See It Coming | Akira's Headcanons #thanks for sending!#abuse tw

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akiranzee · 6 days

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★ • ° ` — “Fuck and sleep, the only routines the both of you ever did. Not even talking about anything else, and keeping both your sex lives and personal lives away from each other. No strings attached, no feelings allowed. That’s why when you grew bored of him, you broke the deal off even when he pays you more than ten thousand dollars, considering how you grew to realize that it was more fun fucking with someone you truly love. But when you did so, he got aggressive, as if he never wanted to let you go, and only made the sex partner thing an excuse to keep you.”

toji fushiguro, gojo satoru, childe, nanami kento, lucifer, mammon, geto suguru, dottore, kamisato ayato, diluc, alhaitham, aventurine, sampo.

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akiranzee · 11 months

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❤️ • ° ` — “HATE TO LOVE YOU”

-> PAIRINGS: Sanemi Shinazugawa x f!Hashira!Y/n -> SUMMARY: You like him, but he hates you. Or so you think. -> WORD COUNT: 2.0k+ -> CONTAINS: fluff, a little cursing, a little suggestive (it’s js 1 paragraph lol), sanemi is 21 & reader is 19. -> A/N: this was sitting in my drafts for quite a while LMAO. anw, i’m gonna change some things here; genya got killed by his mother, so meaning only sanemi survived.

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It was that time of season, which you hated most, feeling all cold and shivering.

“Y/n-san!” Someone called out to you, only to reveal the kind boy you have met back at the Hashira meeting.

“Oh, Tanjiro-kun!” You yelled back, waving at him all smiley.

“What are you doing here, Y/n-san?” And you just then realized you are right in front of the wind hashira’s estate.

You didn’t know what you even came here for, perhaps you forgot, or perhaps you just... felt like it.

You asked Tanjiro the same question, his answer somewhere being ‘Shinobu-san asked me to bring Shinazugawa-san his medicines’.

Well, good luck Tanjiro.

Oh, now you remember.

Now you remember what you were doing in front of the wind hashira’s estate.

You wanted to give him some ohagis you made, which by the way, you’re holding right now.

I mean, he got injured in his last mission, so of course you have to pay him a visit. Especially when you like him, after all.

But instead of handing him the ohagis, you decided to pussy out and go back to your own estate.

Reaching your estate, you place the ohagis on the table and ate it in his stead.

You had dreams of one day, in this table, the both of you would eat, and he would sit right in front of you, talking about sweet nothings.

Also, desires of where he’ll sleep beside you in the bed, naked and covered in sweat, making love like there’s no tomorrow.

Those were the dreams and desires you wished to achieve. But you know damn well, that they will only be your dreams and desires, and will be nothing more than that.

It’s a painful thought, of course. But you can’t help but think he hates you.

And he’s shown countless signs of it.

When one time, you did hand him some ohagis you made, but he just told you to scram off. So in the end, you just decided to go back later when he’s inside his estate, and leave it outside.

Second time was when Oyakata-sama assigned you both for a mission. It was an easy mission, the demon wasn’t even an uppermoon or a lowermoon. It was just a normal one. But even so, Sanemi spat out his usual words to say to you, ‘weak’, ‘fragile’, ‘useless’, and ‘pitiful’.

Third time was when he also got very injured and you can’t help but get worried of course. So you and your dumbass decided to volunteer to bring Sanemi’s soup and medicine, only to be thrown straight to your face.

You’re lucky the soup was just mild hot, or else your face would’ve been burned.

And well, those were the times you clearly remember as they were the most hurtful times with him by far.

But even so, you still like him. Whatever can this feeling called ‘love’ ever do to a person? It’s crazy and it’s scaring you.

It’s scary how every single time he keeps pushing you away, you fall for him more and more instead.

It’s scary how every single time he curses at you, you even talk to him more and more.

It’s scary how every single time he rolls his eyes and avoids you, you follow him more and more.

It’s scary how ‘love’ can turn you into this kind of person.

And you don’t even hate it. Not even a single bit.

Even your friends, or your fellow hashiras ask you why, why did you fall in love with this scary scarred maniac.

And you don’t even know why. It must have been just... fate.

~~~~~

2 weeks later, Oyakata-sama called you for a mission.

It was to assassinate the lowermoon 2, somewhere deep in the forest.

You’ve been running around the dark forest for which you’ve estimated to be 3 hours atleast.

It was tiring, sure, but you’ve trained for more than a year to reach where you are now.

And you can’t let this lowermoon stop you.

It was a dumb act, that you’ve only realized the purpose of this demon once you were tired enough.

It was to tire you while running around the whole forest looking for him, when the forest itself is the demon’s blood demon art.

And once you’ve reached your limit, the demon camouflaged you at the right time, injuring your stomach and right leg.

You were obviously at a disadvantage, and your injuries hurted like hell, especially when it’s winter, and the cold is slowing you down.

But those didn’t stop you. Instead, you took your katana that fell out of your grip the moment the demon injured you, and tried your best to execute your fighting stance.

It was hard to breathe, your vision was slowly getting blurry, and your chest was feeling heavy.

It was as if you were almost gonna pass out, considering that you’ve went past your limits already.

The demon was about to attack you, and you were about to defend, but then suddenly, not even in a blink, the demon’s head fell off.

You didn’t know why or how, but your confusion was quickly solved when you saw a certain white haired man strolling right up to you.

“S-Shinazugawa-san!” You called out, causing your knees to give in, and causing Sanemi to sprint towards you.

If he hadn’t caught both your arms by now, you would’ve fallen head first to the ground.

“W-What are you doing here?” You managed to stutter out, blood dripping out of your mouth.

“Let’s get you to the butterfly estate first.” Sanemi said gruffly, swiftly carrying you in his arms bridal-style like you weigh just as a feather, and off he ran.

It was short, simple, and brash. But you swore you saw something wet in his eyes.

But you must’ve been just imagining it. Why would he, Sanemi Shinazugawa, the cold hearted wind pillar, cry for someone like you?

Your vision is blurry, that must be it.

Then, darkness completely takes over your sight, and falling asleep into his arms.

~~~~~

It’s comfy, warm, and soft. You tried to open your eyes and adjust to the lighting, only to hear a shriek coming from Aoi,

“HYA! L/N-SAN IS AWAKE!!” Aoi called out, sprinting out of the room and repeated the sentence thrice.

Your eyes were hurting by how the light hit your eyes, but even so, you still saw the one and only, Sanemi Shinazugawa.

“Let me have a minute with her.” Sanemi breathed out, and that was all it took for the both of you to be left alone.

“Sanemi-san... How are you?” You asked, smiling oh so gently at him without even noticing you called him by his first name.

“...You ask me that? Why don’t you look at your fucking self!? You look more pathetic and weak than me, hell, do you even care about yourself at this point!?” Sanemi snapped, and you were shocked.

Shocked because he never or you never saw him acting this way towards others. Even with Rengoku’s death, he didn’t cry, he didn’t get angry when they’ve known each other far more longer than the both of you know each other.

So why? Why does Sanemi Shinazugawa care for you? When after all, all he’s ever done was to push you away, curse at you, and roll his eyes at you.

So what does this sudden change mean?

“Damn it... Why can’t you just atleast stay...” Sanemi whispered under his breath, but you swore it was loud enough for the whole room to hear it.

“What do you mean?” Sending him a questioning and confused gaze, only to realize you weren’t supposed to hear that.

“Stop. Just stop. I don’t want to do anything with you anymore. Why do you keep making me feel like this? I hate this. I don’t like you. I despise you. I shouldn’t have saved you. I hate you.” He sprouted words again, but this time, you were far from believing them.

You saw the look on his eyes while saying those things, as if they were the complete opposite to what he just said.

He was on the verge of tears.

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Sanemi Shinazugawa. 21 years old. Cold, arrogant, aggressive, and scary. Name him any heartless names you have, and it will easily define him.

Sanemi Shinazugawa. 13 years old. Kind, friendly, and bright. Name him any kind names you have, and it will easily define him.

Whatever does this two have a difference? It’s of the same man, but with different personalities.

Ah, that’s right. It was when Sanemi Shinazugawa still had everything, and when he had lost everything.

He was just a child, who’s childhood has been robbed away from him.

He was just a person, who tried to protect his family.

He was just a human, who make mistakes.

But why? Why can he never keep anything or anyone for himself?

His mother, his siblings, Masachika, Genya, all the people important and close to him. He could never keep them.

They’d always die when they’re near him. They’d always end up in a pool of blood, with tons of injuries.

Sanemi can never keep anything and nothing can ever belong to him. He always lose everything. He can never call something or someone his.

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“W-What do you mean, Shinazugawa-san?” You reached out to his face, trying to wipe the tears away, but he obviously just slaps it away.

“Don’t touch me dammit.” He looks at you with anger, and maybe hatred. But his voice cracks, as if he didn’t want to say that.

“Sanemi-san, why do you keep pushing me away? I've always tried to be your friend, but why? Why do you hate me so much?” You questioned, feeling your heart break and tears threatening to spill out.

“I can never keep anyone.” He started, slowly calming down.

“Everyone who I’ve called friend, family, and brother. I’ve lost all of them. They all end up dying. I don’t want to get close to you, or else you might just become one of them. Be a bloody body laying on a pool of blood, all lifeless right in front of me. I don’t want to get attached to you, but you just keep going near me and it’s annoying.” He slowly looked at you, and you could see his eyes filled with sadness.

Ah, so that’s why. That’s why he’s always pushing you away, always rejecting you, always avoiding you. He just tried to protect you.

“The day you tried to give me ohagi, I had to build up much courage to push you away, but I found and ate it outside my estate either way. The day that Oyakata-sama also assigned us both on a mission, I told you those things to make you feel worthless and helpless. I didn’t want you fighting that demon, because who knows, you might just die in front of me. Also when you brought me that soup, I didn’t mean to throw it straight at your face. I aimed at the door, but my hand didn’t function correctly if I may say. On that last winter too, you gifted me 2 kimonos but I didn’t have any gift for you. And this winter too, you were about to give me ohagi, weren’t you?” He continued, looking away from your eyes.

It’s great that he looked away from you, or else he could’ve seen the ugly look on your face while crying.

You were crying because you weren’t sad. Instead because you were happy. Happy that you now knew your crush doesn't hate you.

And because he was rude to you not because he hates you, but because he wanted you to live.

You find yourself sitting up, reaching for his neck, and pulling him in for a hug.

That was his breaking point.

Tears started to flow down his cheeks, burying his face in your chest, and this time, he hugged back, not pushing you away anymore.

“Maybe. Just maybe, I could keep you. You could be mine.” Sanemi thought, slowly tightening his hug on you.

Sanemi Shinazugawa didn’t love to hate you. He hated to love you.

#sanemi fluff #sanemi x reader #sanemi x reader fluff #kny sanemi #demon slayer sanemi #sanemi x you #sanemi x y/n #sanemi shinazugawa #anime #kny #kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer #demon slayer shinazugawa #shinazugawa sanemi #shinazugawasanemi #📂 — ` akira’s works!

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akiranzee · 5 months

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★ • ° ` — “Men who put a sleeping drug into your drink and fuck you every night in your sleep, muttering sweet nothings to your ears as you clench him so fucking tight, and savor his cum in your womb. Mysterious, how there’s pure evidence every morning, but you don’t even mind, because you know it’s him.”

sukuna ryomen, toji fushiguro, muzan kibutsuji, dabi, gojo satoru, childe, alhaitham, dottore, douma.

#📂 — ` akira’s works!#ITS MOSTLY THE VILLAINS I SWEAR #smut #jjk #sukuna ryomen smut #toji fushiguro smut #gojo satoru smut #kny #muzan kibutsuji smut #douma smut #mha #dabi smut #genshin impact #childe smut #alhaitham smut #dottore smut

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akiranzee · 6 months

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★ • ° ` — “Men who fuck you over the kitchen counter, whispering sweet nothings to your ears about how they’re gonna take off your panty, shove their fat girthy cocks in, and plant a fucking baby inside you.”

gojo satoru, geto suguru, toji fushiguro, sukuna ryomen, alhaitham, childe, blade, kaeya, caelus, neuvillette, wriothesley, baizhu, sanemi shinazugawa, tengen uzui, muzan kibutsuji, douma.

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akiranzee · 6 months

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★ • ° ` — “Men who show you just how good he can be than your husband. How good he fucking spanks your ass, how good he treats your pussy, how he deliciously rams inside, hitting your womb, and how tasty his cum is inside your womb. All of those he showed you, that not even your husband can.”

gojo satoru, childe, kaeya, diluc, geto suguru, toji fushiguro, sukuna ryomen, bakugo katsuki, ayato, sanemi shinazugawa, muzan kibutsuji, michikatsu tsugikuni, douma, kaigaku.

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akiranzee · 13 days

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★ • ° ` — “Old men who loves eating your pussy, fucking you dumbfounded, and forcing you to drink birth control pills. But at the end of the year, you’d be pregnant considering the amount of cum he’ll stuck up on you, and the times where you’ll miss drinking the pills. He hated kids, but maybe this time, he’ll keep this one.”

toji fushiguro, levi ackerman, dottore, shota aizawa, blade, jing yuan, welt, baizhu, gojo satoru.

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akiranzee · 5 months

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★ • ° ` — “Guys who drag you away from your group of friends to an empty classroom and fuck you relentlessly, forcing you to take in all of his length and width, along with the warmth of his seed.”

gojo satoru, geto suguru, toji fushiguro, sukuna ryomen, dabi, blade, alhaitham, diluc.

#📂 — ` akira’s works!#its always gonna be them istg #HIGH SCHOOL AUUUUUU #smut #jjk #gojo satoru smut #geto suguru smut #toji fushiguro smut #sukuna ryomen smut #mha #dabi smut #hsr #blade smut #genshin impact #alhaitham smut #diluc smut

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akiranzee · 7 months

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★ • ° ` — “Your pretty face all smeared and messed up with his cum and saliva, as you continuously moaned and begged him to let you release for the 6th time.”

gojo satoru, childe, alhaitham, kaeya, diluc, neuvillette, wriothesley, uzui tengen, douma, sanemi shinazugawa, suguru geto, dabi, keigo takami, bakugo katsuki.

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akiranzee · 7 months

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★ • ° ` — “The way your mouth turns to an ‘o’ shape everytime he hits that certain spot near your womb, everytime he slapped your ass cheeks, and everytime he plants his seed inside of you. He finds all of them adorable, and he’s not gonna stop anytime soon.”

childe, kaeya, kaveh.

#📂 — ` akira’s works!#ok but like they do this fr #smut #genshin impact #childe smut #kaeya smut #kaveh smut

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akiranzee · 28 days

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★ • ° ` — “Short men who you make fun of every morning, and short men who make fun of you every night, with his tongue and fingers.”

levi ackerman, xiao, xingqiu, scaramouche, venti.

#📂 — ` akira’s works!#NAHH THEY AINT JS SHORT #theyre hidinf smt under there i witnessed it #smut #aot #snk #levi ackerman #genshin impact #xiao #xingqiu #scaramouche #venti

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akiranzee · 7 months

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★ • ° ` — “The way your throat tightens everytime he rams it in, the way your eyes tear up whenever his cock reach the deepest parts of your mouth, and the way you swallow his seed with no hesitance. He loves all of them.”

gojo satoru, alhaitham, zhongli, shota aizawa, suguru geto, toji fushiguro, keigo takami, dabi, childe, wriothesley, shoto todoroki, dottore, diluc, kaeya.

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akiranzee · 10 months

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💧 • ° ` — “I CAN’T SAVE US, MY ATLANTIS”

-> PAIRINGS: Giyuu Tomioka x f!Y/n -> SUMMARY: Lovers’ quarrel. What could they ever regret about it? -> WORD COUNT: 2.5k+ -> CONTAINS: angst, slight swearing, fighting scene (myb?!?), & giyu is 21 while reader is 20. -> A/N: feeling angsty today lol. this oneshot is inspired by the song “Atlantis” by Seafret. u should check it out, it’s a nice song :)). the indented ones are the lyrics of the song btw.

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The birds have left their trees The light pours onto me I can feel you lying there all on your own We got here the hard way

It was winter, and your lover, Giyuu Tomioka has been sent on a mission. You can’t help but want to fix things with him, and bid him a goodbye kiss.

But your stubborn self stopped that from happening. And well, your lover didn’t even bid you a goodbye kiss, he just went off without even looking at you. Guess he is stubborn too.

And then there you are, left all alone in your shared house. It was cruel. You were alone, feeling lonely, and scared that maybe a demon will just barge into your house knowing your demon slayer lover isn’t home now.

You guys have been together for 3 years, and well, you had fights like these, but not like this.

Knowing Giyuu, everytime the both of you had an argument, he’d just stay quiet until you apologized. But knowing your pride, a big one at that, it’d take you a lot of time or days to say it out loud to him. And he’d just be all smiley and accept your forgiveness, then everything will be alright.

Meanwhile with Giyuu, he’s worried about you. Like dead worried.

He wants to tell Oyakata-sama that he’s sick and that he can’t go on the mission, but he knows damn well that’s no excuse. I mean, he is a demon slayer, and while you, you’re just a mere civilian who he happen to lay his eyes on.

But who cares, right? Both of you still love each other and nothing will change that. Not even the fights you both have.

Sure, it was a tough road being each other’s lovers, but for the both of you, it was worth it.

Even though Giyuu’s job was to slay demons, and your job was to plant and pick vegetables and fruits, the both of you still managed your time well and get to enjoy each other in each other’s arms.

But even with those, fights are normal in relationships of course. There are times like these, and there are times that aren’t like this.

All those words that we exchange Is it any wonder things get broke? ‘Cause in my heart and in my head I’ll never take back the things I said

Times like this when the both of you spout useless nonsense at each other to the point where one just wants to end it all.

But the both of you knew damn well that those words hurt each other’s feelings, but you can’t take those words back because the both of you had prides up high.

So high above, I feel it coming down She said, in my heart and in my head Tell me why this has to end Oh, no, oh, no

The relationship you both had to went for hardships because of it is slowly falling down. And neither of you both want to accept that.

But the both of you knew, you knew. You knew loving someone isn’t easy, and obviously letting them go isn’t an easy choice. It never was.

But this just didn’t work out, you know? Introvert and extrovert people could have been a great couple duo. But the both of you? No. It just didn’t. Not for you, not for him.

The fights have been frequent, and you even forget who or what started this fight, and when or how to end it.

That’s why, once he comes back from his mission, you plan to end things with him. You just couldn’t do it anymore. You simply wished for someone to treat you any better than he did, but there was just no ‘someone’ better than him.

But what can you do? Relationships dry out easily if it was in your situation, and you just… had to accept it.

Thinking about the words, the right words to tell him that you want to break up hurts you.

But what hurts you more was the scorching pain in your left hand. It was burning, it was stinging, it was bleeding.

And then you looked to your left, seeing a guy who looked less of a human. It was a demon. And you were screwed.

I can’t save us, my Atlantis, we fall We built this town on shaky ground I can’t save us, my Atlantis, oh, no We built it up to pull it down

You managed to get away from the demon’s grip, and reached for the knife. As you get hold of it, he was no longer in front of you.

He was right behind you now, and you were just thrown on the wall with a full magnificent force that you felt your back break.

Your vision was so blurry, that all you could remember was the demon raising his left fist.

And in that single moment, you couldn’t think of anything, nor do anything. But in that single moment, you wished that you could’ve just let down your pride for once.

You should’ve spent your last moments with Giyuu together, and that you could never end things with him.

You love him too much, that even your last words were ‘I love you’ with the image of Giyuu in your mind, and everything fell black.

Now all the birds have fled The hurt just leaves me scared Losing everything I’ve ever known It’s all become too much

With Giyuu, he finished his mission easily and faster than he thought, so he decided to buy something for you.

In the market, the uneasy feeling never left him. Or so to say, the uneasy feeling just added more weight to his heart. And it wanted him to go home and check on you so bad.

But he wanted to make things right, so he can’t go home empty handed. Not just yet.

~~~~~

It was already evening, and finally, he managed to buy someting. And it was a hairpin. It was colorful. It came with lavender color, followed by black, then sakura flowers.

It was the perfect gift he could give you. Not only that, but it’d match your favorite lavender-colored kimono decorated with sakura flowers too.

And then he knew, it was time to go home.

~~~~~

After minutes of walking, he’s now almost near your home. He should be feeling excited and happy that he’s near, that he could finally see you, hug you, and kiss you.

But no. The more steps he took, the more he felt uneasy. Something didn’t feel right. Something didn’t sit right with the atmosphere.

He’s so filled with these thoughts of you, that tears begin to form on the corner of his eyes, breath starting to get shaky, and speed starting to get faster.

Maybe I’m not built for love If I knew that I could reach you, I would go It’s in my heart and in my head You can’t take back the things you said

Shit, if you were with someone else, would they have done a much more better job at protecting you than him? Maybe, just maybe, if you both didn’t crossed paths, would you have been safe right now? Would you have been safe, in someone else’s arms right now?

Damn it, he should’ve went home earlier. He should’ve spotted this hairpin much earlier, and that he would be home by now.

He would be home, and you would feel safe in his arms.

Sure, you told him mean nonsense, meaningless things when you both fought, but he knew damn well you loved him just as much as he loved you.

He loves you so much, that’s why he’s sprinting towards home now. Towards you.

So high above, I feel it coming down She said, in my heart and in my head Tell me why this has to end Oh, no, oh, no

Now that he’s much near home, he can now see the wooden gates of your shared home, he’s feeling more and more anxious.

What would your reaction be? Would you be happy now, or would you still be mad? Or would you not get the chance to react at all?

She told you the meanest things possible, and yet you’re worried sick about her. Oh, how lucky can she ever be?

He entered towards the gates, and towards your door, he called out to you, he called out your name, but no answer.

Trembling feeling was within him, but he fought it and forced himself to take a peek.

And that’s where it all ended.

The tears that once formed on the corner of his eyes, now took control and fell warmly on his cheeks.

He strode towards you, and looked at your helpless, lifeless self.

He held your body in his arms, and regretted everything. Regretted that he ignored the uneasy feeling shouting at him just from the start, regretted that he didn’t come home early, and regretted that he couldn’t save you.

Yes, you guys had fights, that were almost useless, words that you spouted and yelled at each others faces that hurt, but not even for a single moment, did he not love you.

He could never forgive himself. He had lost everyone dear to him, he couldn’t protect everyone he cared for, and he couldn’t save everyone he loved.

And you were the 3rd one.

And that’s why he could never call himself a hashira. Hashiras are supposed to be the strongest, which means they are capable of saving and protecting those in need.

But he was given 3 chances at that, and yet he still failed the same way.

The people he cared for, Tsutako, Sabito, and Y/n died the same way, for the same reason.

Thinking back of it, he couldn’t feel anything other than shame and grief.

Shame because he’s got the title ‘hashira’ when he doesn’t deserve it. If it wasn’t for Tsutako, he wouldn’t have reached where he is now. If it wasn’t for Sabito, he wouldn’t have survived the final selection. And if it wasn’t for Y/n, he wouldn’t have become someone he is now, someone better than the old him.

All the people he failed to save contributed and played a role where anyone rarely can.

If it wasn’t for you, Y/n L/n, he wouldn’t have become Giyu Tomioka, the water pillar.

Yeah, we build it up and we build it up Yeah, we build it up to pull it down And we build it up and we build it up And we build it up to pull it down

During your first meeting, Giyu was just strolling around the market, unsure of what to do, and yet he happened to lay his eyes on something pretty.

It was a gorgeous woman named Y/n L/n, a normal farmer girl, selling fruits to the market.

But to Giyu Tomioka, she was no normal. She was something out of the extraordinary that he felt he was finally blessed by a sight to see.

He stared at you for way too long, and you had to call out to him when you noticed his eyes lingering on you for that long.

He apologized, but you can’t help but giggle at how cute he sounded, much more at how cute he looked, with his face blusing and sweat dropping.

And that’s where it all started, Giyu Tomioka and Y/n L/n’s love story.

At first, Giyu didn’t know what to tell you or how to respond at every conversation you shot up.

He just nodded, blinked, and stared at you, which you honestly found boring. But either way, you were stuck with him, and he was stuck with you. Meaning, you’re both stuck with each other.

During Giyu’s day offs and yours, you’d both hang out somewhere faraway, and peaceful. And your favorite hangout spot? The ocean.

The waves crashing the rocks was a delight to the ear, and the scene where either the sun rays or the moonlights reflect the ocean, causing it to shine along.

Those moments were the once you and him cherished most. And well, of course you guys hit it off.

You were almost way too perfect for each other, that even though you guys are total opposites, you guys didn’t care.

So, for almost 6 months of courtship, you can’t help but say yes, as every single day, he’d bring a bouquet with different flowers displayed.

But of course, there are downs in a relationship. One where the both of you would think and yell nonsense at each other, and dramatically going up to the point where you want to end things.

Fights with him are unclear. You just can’t understand him, but instead misunderstand him. Fights with him aren’t because of jealousy like any others, but instead because of worry.

Worry that one day, Giyu may not return home and that you’ll only hear the day after that he had passed away because of a demon killing him.

But actually, it was the other way around. It was you who ended up passing away because a demon killed you, and it was him that now is filled with guilt and sorrow.

Giyu can’t forgive himself. He now never could. He ought and swore to protect you, but in the end, he failed miserably, for the 3rd time.

I can’t save us, my Atlantis, we fall We built this town on shaky ground I can’t save us, my Atlantis, oh, no We build it up to pull it down

Giyu held you tightly in his arms, looking back to where everything went wrong.

And looking back to where everything started.

He looked back at the moments you both happily shared together, the moments that still brought smiles on your faces. But now, it was the end of all those moments.

It hurt. There was a stinging pain in his heart that he knows will take even longer to heal. Or perhaps, never.

He can already end his life here and now, to be with you once again. Ever since that day, you became his everything. And now without his everything, he’s nothing.

“Please... don’t go...” Giyu spoke in a raspy voice with sobs. He wished you were still alive and heard him, but no. You weren’t.

It’s cruel. He did not even had the chance to bid you goodbye. He did not even had the chance to tell you he’s sorry and that he loves you.

The ups and downs of your relationships were just obstacles that whoever from above sent down. And the both of you passed those obstacles, with only one man standing.

And within those years, months, and days of being together, there was not a single moment where you both never loved each other.

And now, he regrets that he didn’t apologize for his actions, that he let his pride get the best of him, and that he never get to fix things up.

People always have prides, whether low or high. But those prides are sometimes what gets in the way of two people. You may not realize it yet, but your pride may already have hurt a person. Especially the ones you love.

And that’s where it all ended, Giyu Tomioka and Y/n L/n’s love story.

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💓 • ° ` — “THAT FUNNY FEELING”

-> PAIRINGS: Muichiro Tokito x f!Hashira!Y/n -> SUMMARY: Muichiro was someone who never remembered his past. He didn’t know how to act, so he became emotionless. That was until… -> WORD COUNT: 1.6k+ -> CONTAINS: fluff, some fighting, & muichiro is 14 while reader is 15. -> A/N: this feels more like a shitwork ngl. (y/h/l) is “your hair length”, (y/b/s) is “your breathing style !!

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Muichiro, a young demon slayer and a hashira, who constantly lived his life full of mystery, actions, and blood. But due to his current condition, he doesn’t know what kind of life he’s living in. He just know, that he has to try his best to survive in this world.

“CAW! CAW! REPORT TO NORTHWEST! REPORT TO NORTHWEST!” His crow, Ginko, called out to him and repeated twice, yet for another mission.

Muichiro softly sighed, and looked down at his blade, seeming to have forgotten the reason why he was doing this again.

But on the other hand, last night’s talk with Oyakata-sama surprisingly stayed in his mind, that wherever he goes, nor whatever path he chooses, the blood of a protector, a slayer, will always be within him.

Soon, he walked towards the direction of a forest; where his mission starts.

The dark sight seen within meters away inside the forest, the aura and vibe the darkness gave off, and the dying tweets and howls of animals were heard meters away from the forest’s depth.

They all sent chills down Ginko, but Muichiro still showed no emotion, nor worry.

He stepped a step, then slowly walked towards the forest, watching out for any ambush at this moment.

His crow, Ginko, shivered as she followed her master walk deep inside the forest, as it felt like they were slowly getting swallowed. But her trust on her master overpowered than her fear, believing everything will be alright, as long as her master is there by her side.

A sound of a twig snapping caught both of their attention, then Ginko went onto hiding, leaving her master to finish the job immediately.

Muichiro, in a stance ready to unsheathe his sword at any moment, breathed silently as his hearing sense heightened hundreds than normal.

Closing his eyes, he tried to feel the world around him, trying to locate just where this demon was.

Another sound of a twig snapping, and his eyes flicked open in an instant, evading the demon’s immediate attack.

He stepped backwards, and swang his sword to the demon’s neck, the demon could not even react as it happened so fast.

But that demon was not the main suspect; as the world around him didn’t change. It was still sinister, mischievous, and dark.

He leapt onto a tree, trying to see if he can find the demon. But even from above, all he could see was darkness. And he knew that it was in fact, intentional.

The main suspect in this is no ordinary demon, rather it might even be one of the 12 kizukis.

He jumped down from the tree, as the darkness slowly surrounded him. Slowly, it was getting darker and darker, but a faint scent saved and helped him.

A demon may hide itself, but never its scent, as the boy with black hair and burgundy tips always said.

The faint scent was slowly getting nearer and closer, as if it was planning to do a surprise attack, but now it’s no surprise as Muichiro was finally aware of the demon.

The footsteps were silenced, he can never hear them. His vision was dark, he can never see anything. The only thing that’s left was his olfactory sense, the only sense that could save him from this nightmare.

For a few seconds, he tried to get a whiff of the demon, but it’s scent was long gone.

Muichiro still felt neutral, even when he looked like a fool standing there and awaiting the right time. But this demon, seemed as if, it was experienced enough to know the pros and cons on dealing with a hashira.

The smell felt distant, but Muichiro’s sixth sense, which is mist, tells him otherwise.

Apparently, the demon didn’t seem to know what Muichiro’s breathing style is. It doesn’t even know the dark mist has been giving Muichiro the upperhand for quite some time now.

The mist tells him, that the demon was nowhere near distant. In fact, it was near him, or might even be, next to him.

As Muichiro spun around, orange eyes filled with hatred met his, eyes that one’s soul cannot be found, with something written on it.

“Lower Moon 3.” Muichiro read the writing in the demon’s eyes, and immediately jumped backward before things escalate to his own death.

The demon still looked at him with hatred, growling hungrily, seeking for its revenge. But Muichiro couldn’t care less, as his one and only mission was to eliminate this demon.

The demon, who was supposedly strong, vanished in one slash. The anger was too much that it blinded him, that it made him indifferent.

As the demon dropped to the ground and slowly turned to ashes, he could see the change of his surroundings. The dark mist was slowly turning white, and the trees of the forest were slowly becoming visible.

As he turned around to walk off, he felt a pang in his heart. The demon’s position, crawling to wherever hell brings him, without a left arm. For some reason, it made him feel pain and anger. He couldn’t understand why, but the sight of that demon reminds him of something. Or of someone.

~~~~~

As he reached the demon slayer base, he immediately looked for Oyakata-sama to report and finish this day.

“Ah, Tokito, it’s great to see you well and alive.” Oyakata-sama greeted him as they made eye contact, Muichiro then formally bowed down and reported today’s mission.

~~~~~

As the day almost came to an end, he laid down on a big rock, and looked up the sky.

It was dark and murky, but the stars sparkled amidst that darkness.

Time slowly passed, Muichiro slowly drifted off to sleep.

~~~~~

The birds chirped and tweeted sweetly, before he laid awoke seconds ago.

His eyes slowly flicked open, seeing the sky first, then the ground. Yesterday's event became a blur in his mind, the death of lower moon 3 were not found and remembered in his thoughts again.

Slowly, he stood up, the thought of going somewhere was absent as his foot dragged him to wherever it wanted. His mind was somewhere else, anyway. Rather — someone.

It’s a very blurry vision, but his heart pains as he tries to remember what happened, and what he saw that night. It was as if a heavy burden that he has long forgotten, but is never supposed to forget.

As his mind wandered off, he halted; realizing he had step foot in Oyakata-sama’s estate. He turned all over around to look at his surroundings; it was full of trees, flowers, and such.

But then; a lady with (y/h/l) hair in a demon slayer corps uniform, appeared in his sight.

He stared at her for a few seconds, wondering who she is and what was she doing here, specifically in Oyakata-sama’s estate. He slowly approached her, curious of such a new presence.

“Ah, Tokito-kun. Such a great timing you have.” Just then, he halted once again and turned around, to see Oyakata-sama beautifully smiling at him.

“That girl you were looking at a while ago is our new (y/b/s) pillar. She has just been recruited today. Tokito-kun, would you mind assisting her to such new things upon her sight?” Oyakata-sama asked Muichiro for his consent and decision, while he thought about it over and over again.

“She’s a year older than you are.” Oyakata-sama suddenly said, and that was enough to pull him out of his long decision-making.

Muichiro glanced one more time your way, but this time, your back was not faced to him. Both your eyes met, and that was when his heart started to thump loudly. It was as if he was finally resurrected to life, like he was back from the dead.

It was a new feeling; indeed. For all his life, all he ever felt were, well, to be honest, nothing. He didn’t care about the world neither. He only cared about how peaceful the sky looked like. But now seeing you, he finally sees a different point in life. A more meaningful point, that is.

Slowly, you walked towards Muichiro as Oyakata-sama waved you to come. He simply smiled and said, “(Y/n)-san, this is Muichiro Tokito, and Tokito, this is (Y/n) (L/n).”

Having an eye contact with you even if it was just 2 seconds felt like eternity to Muichiro. His heart thumped loudly, and he could feel the warmness of his own. He just couldn’t take his eyes off of you — it all felt so unfamiliar, yet he was comfortable with it.

~~~~~

Days passed, you and Muichiro’s friendship had grown to be closer. Yet Muichiro can never forget that funny feeling.

That funny feeling when you smile and talk happily with him, not giving a care to whoever hears you.

That funny feeling when you make eye contact to each other, that would make his heart thump alive and face flush.

That funny feeling when he feels happy whenever the hashiras — mainly Mitsuri, call the both of your ‘friendship’ as “young love”.

That funny feeling when he feels uneasy whenever you’re not around, or when he doesn’t know where you are.

That funny feeling when he feels angry just by seeing the smallest scratch or wound on a part of you.

Love, they say. Muichiro never believed, but now, just by seeing you from a distance, he feels complete.

He feels as if he was finally alive. His soul burning through, his heart screaming of his well-being, his mind only concentrated on you, his feelings overflowing.

That funny feeling was driving him to madness. He would always visit you in your estate; he would always bring you delicious foods, he would always be there. Because now, he could never imagine a world without you.

You became his everything. Watching the stars with you tonight was the best thing he could ever experience. It was peaceful, especially with both your hands holding each other.

#📂 — ` akira’s works!#anime #kny #muichiro tokito #tokito muichiro #kny muichiro #kny tokitou #demon slayer muichiro #demon slayer tokito #mist pillar #mist hashira #muichiro x you #muichiro x y/n #muichiro x reader #tokito x reader

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⛓️ • ° ` — “THE MAN INSIDE THE BEAST”

-> PAIRINGS: Bakugo Katsuki x f!Y/n -> SUMMARY: Bakugo Katsuki, labeled to as ‘the beast’ in U.A High. He acts like one, but behind that act, is it even a beast anymore? -> WORD COUNT: 1.2k+ -> CONTAINS: comfort, swearing, bakugo angst, mean class 1-A, mean U.A, mean parents, & bakugo and reader are both 16. -> A/N: also, bakugo’s dad has an affair, and has a daughter in here, so ye bakugo has a stepsister lmao.

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“Hey… isn’t that Bakugo Katsuki?” “Damn, he looks pissed again. What he gonna do, blow up the whole school?” “Maybe, he’s a beast after all.” “Yeah bro, they should lock him up.”

Whispers from there and here. Everywhere. You wanted to walk faster, but Bakugo just walks slowly, as if slowly listening to those whispers.

“H-Hey, Katsuki, have you heard about the new restaurant? I heard they sell the best spicy mapo tofu there. Let's go!” You pulled him, but he didn’t budge nor answered you. He just… continued listening to those criticism about him.

“Dang it, we lost a great hero because of him. If All Might didn’t have saved him that night, then maybe he would never have retired.” A student whispered loudly.

Hearing that, Bakugo’s head whipped to the student, and attacked them. You tried to stop him, but he just won’t budge. He was attacking them nonstop. Just like a beast.

Shortly, Aizawa-sensei and other teachers arrived, but the student was now unconscious and brought to the infirmary.

“Bakugo Katsuki. To the office, now.” Aizawa-sensei sent him a death glare, and Bakugo followed him to the office.

You wish you had something more to do, but you were just a student from the general course. You were not a hero or anything, hell, you even have a weak quirk and body.

It was atleast 2 hours, then Bakugo came out from the office, and you bombarded him with tons of questions.

“Shut up. He just ranted and lectured me like an old geezer would.” That would’ve been funny if he said it with more humor, but his tone and the look of his face says more to it.

You feel ashamed and pity for your best friend, but you can’t do anything, can you? You can’t change the way people see him, people thinks of him, and people talks of him.

~~~~~

It was just 1 year ago when you were stuck in the middle of the rain, in an abandoned building, when luckily, a guy with sandy blond spiky hair went towards you.

He was soaking wet, just like you. So he stayed there inside the abandoned building, waiting for the rain to stop, just like you did.

It was a few torturing silent minutes, but then you decided to speak up.

“Um… the rain ain’t gonna go away this time, huh?” You tried to joke and cheer up the mood, which only made the atmosphere weird by the way.

“Hell yeah it isn’t, should’ve listened to the news.” He replied back, and you were shocked with the way he tried to humor you.

You thought he was gonna be some serious boring guy, but he was actually quite the opposite.

And that meeting under the rain gave you a new friend. Friend that you have feelings of.

~~~~~

Some people ask you stuff, like ‘how does it feel to be friends with Bakugo?’, ‘how do you tame Bakugo?’, ‘what’s your secret of doing it?’ and more.

And honestly, it annoyed you. You just want to slap them in the face and dip their heads on mud, so that they would shut up.

They’d ask you those kinds of stuff about the both of your friendship like it’s impossible to befriend him. It’s not impossible, just hard. If only they don’t see him in that kind of perspective, then maybe, they’d become friends too.

Despite his loud, mean, and brash personality, he is still mysterious. He hides many things, that only you know.

He’d tell and vent on you about how his parents would yell at him on the single smallest mistake he’d make, Aizawa-sensei telling him his project looks like shit, and his old group of friends kicking him out of the group for being mean.

I mean, it isn’t his fault he acts like that. It’s because of his quirk that he gets mad easily. But people just tend to see the bad side and mistakes don’t they?

You sighed, wishing there was something more you could do to help him. Sure, he wasn’t asking you much, but you knew he wanted to tell you more, but he doesn’t because he finds venting out his feelings ‘pathetic’.

It was the ugly truth of the world anyway. People judge you to how you look or act or either follow what they hear, instead of actually knowing who you truly are.

They don’t even try to understand you, they just believe on what other people say, on other people’s perspective, and it eventually spreads like virus.

But luckily for Katsuki, he has you. He has someone that would listen to him, that would stay by his side, that would always be there for him.

~~~~~

You heard a knock on your door, and opened it only to find Katsuki soaked in the rain.

“Hi.” Was all he said, and you motioned for him to go inside.

“Hey… what happened?” You asked, handing him a spare towel.

“Old hag kicked me out.” “Why?” “…”

You understood that in times like this, Katsuki is still not ready to open up, so you let him use your bathroom first.

You’d let the minutes pass by and talked with each other, until eventually, he’d open up to you about his problems.

“Fucking old hag kicked me out for thinking I used her credit card to buy stuffed toys. But guess what, it’s just old man buying it for his other daughter.” He said, now slowly opening up to you.

“While me, on the other hand, never received such gifts when I was her age. Pfft, favoritism speaks for itself once again.” He tried to laugh it off, but the hurt look on his eyes makes you see through the tough exterior of him, now seeing the hurt interior.

Everytime he got problems, he’d just keep it all to himself. He may not admit it, but it was starting to eat him out slowly.

Even with All Might’s retirement, he still blames himself for it even until now.

And you’re worried sick, that maybe all his problems will slowly eat him up more and drive him crazy.

“Y/n… What should I do…?” He cries, calling out for you, and you scoot closer, slowly hugging him.

You wished everyone who calls him a beast sees this, because, does he even look like a beast right now?

Behind all that tough and rough exterior, is just a broken man inside who just wants to be loved and accepted.

Bakugo was just emotionally unstable, not mentally.

It isn’t his fault he gets angry all the time. It’s because of his quirk. Bakugo’s anger and constant adrenaline is his body’s way of dealing with his quirk and keeping him alive. Nitroglycerin can lower a person’s heart rate dramatically, so if he’s not constantly stressed, he would maybe pass out.

Another reason was that because of Bakugo’s sense of self-worth. His superiority built up to others due to being praised so much as a kid. As a result, anything that could challenge his superiority just pisses him off.

Therefore, it isn’t really his fault now, is it?

As they say, life is a constant change. But sometimes, there are people who couldn’t accept that change.

And Bakugo was one of them.

Bakugo Katsuki was no beast at all, he was just broken.

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