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tried my best to make kirishima, out of every character I thought of him first xd

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picrew game !! since it's finally halloween time, make this picrew with u and ur fav(s) !!

somi & meguruuu !!

no pressure tags : @littlemissemeritus @egoistars @choccorin @kaq3yma @alkaisen @osaximi @maiinoclock ♡

𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐓━ !

☆ *⁠. ━━ feel me, devour me, eat me inside and out. I'm living a life where such things I'm deprived of are not written in my book. my story is plain and I'm a waste of nature. A beautiful waste to be thrown away, only to hope to be found by a hand.

All mine 🎀

♰ ARCH!VED II ￤ DANCING IN THE DARK, HAWKS¡!

ABOUT. in which, keigo dances with a phantom in the dead of night. ghost¡reader. set in the 1990s. romance with a pinch of slight angst. wc of 680+

NOTES. written in the reminders of @killyzury, in her love for keigo, and also of the elegant phantom romance.

the solemn tunes of an old piano rang through the corners of the high ceiling hall from a vinyl record.

moonlight seeped through the window and casted a glow into the marble floors of the large hall, the floor occasionally shining under the influence of the moon.

the soles of keigo’s shoes tapped against the ground, emitting a rather clacking sound that could be heard also echoing throughout the hall. he moves around, dancing with grace, swaying his body along the broken tunes of the music.

it was as if someone was seated on the old piano chair, moving their fingers against the broken keys of the old and dusty piano. an instrument who was left in the dark to rot and find solace in darkness’ companionship.

she's here. keigo knows you're here. he could always feel your faint presence lingering around, eyes gazing as he glided across the hall. thus he patiently awaits for you to approach him. when you do, he's all over you.

keigo could always see the ghostly servants of darkness. he could always feel them around him, talk to them even. it was a blessing of a curse that he had to bear with ever since he was a child.

once so familiar with them, now even seeking the comfort and familiarity with a ghost girl who lives along the walls of this old and abandoned castle.

your touch felt so real to keigo, the man could hold you forever even though your skin is colder than it should be.

he sometimes forgets you are not in his world, but in another. a world so lonely and deafening that it has you crawling back to this world just to seek for your own solace, your own sanctuary which you can delve into.

woe to keigo takami who thought that maybe, just a slight chance in his fate, that he could find you in the lonely world you once used in and pull you out of it. though, his life has to come to a halt. and you wouldn't want that to happen. it is all so selfish.

warm fingers laced themselves with cold ones, a stark contrast between the living and the dead. his hands are resting on your hips as he pulls you close to gently sway you back and forth, side to side.

“greetings, m’lady,” softly greeted keigo who flashed you a smile so charming you wished you were as alive as he is in this charming so your fingers could trace along the curve of his smile.

“good evening,” you replied, your voice almost like a soft melody in the background. only keigo could beat you. he has always been the only soul who hears your melancholic cries. “may i ask what this song is?” you asked, slightly tilting your head to the side in mere curiousity.

it will be a series of deceit if the man did not find your little head tilt endearing. he'd be living in a world of lies by then. keigo responded immediately, as if he did not want to keep your words hanging in the air for too long.

“truth to be told. i have no idea. i take whatever is on the shelf and play it. this happened to be one of the records i found in this castle.”

“so you simply took it and claimed it as yours?”

“not claim, borrowed,” he corrected you as you furrowed your eyebrows. “all right, you borrowed it. make sure to put it back. i want to reserve this place as much as i could.”

the young takami smiled. “will do, m'lady.”

as the moon watches every sway, every spin, and every flow of your ruffled long skirt, the essence of time had been lost long ago. in this very moment where keigo dances with you in the dark, moonlight glow, he prays to the heavens that this would never end.

the more he holds you in his arms, the more you draw him closer to your world. until then, you will never stop dancing with keigo takami in the dark.

©SENEON 2024 ♰ D!ED, D3AD, G0NE. DO NOT REPOST OR ALTER. OR ELSE THE BATS WILL COME FOR YOU.

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𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑡𝑜𝑢𝑐ℎ. ⁺◟she /her. . .〞 16+ ｡⁠*ﾟ⁠+

suggestive content! srry bby's

come explore ୨୧ ── ☆ *⁠.

001.mlist. 002.carrd. 003.tags.

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my 'blood-test' needle spot I like bruising up.. gang I thought I was immortal 😞

I'm fed 🎀

🕸️ .𖥔 ݁ ˖ send me a character with a spooky!au or trope and i will write a really short romantic drabble for you.

TRICK / TREATING WITH KIRISHIMA .𖥔 ݁ ִֶ𓉸 @killyzury

𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐄,

everything done with eijiro kirishima is romantic. he makes sure they will all be meaningful and romantic, even the little things like picking up a rock from the ground and giving it to you as silly trinkets to keep. it just so happens that eijiro wants to have a rather silly and romantic trick-or-treat date with you for the season of spookiness.

oddly enough, he's dressed in a wolf costume. like the latest trends and traditions of the internet, eijiro claims that a wolf is one of the mightiest creatures to saunter on the surface of the earth. and it makes him feel like he asserts dominance in the world just by wearing a funny-looking wolf costume. of course, you make fun of him. what is there that's not to make fun of?

from house to house the kirishima tried to keep up his dominant façade. scaring children before asking them for trick or treats were not on your agenda. you were supposed to be the ones giving candies out to little children, not the other way around.

"boo!" he calls out to kota and the kid only raised a brow at kirishima's antics. "what are you supposed to be? an alpha wolf? are you trying to scare me? you probably howled at the moon didn't you?"

a series of question awaits to be answered as eijiro felt a single sweat tickled his temples, slowly falling down as he shot the boy an awkward smile. "uhm—"

and it goes on like this for the rest of the night. except at the end of the night, he's all exhausted from running around the neighborhood to scare children and chase babies. so he rests in his comfortable clothes on the couch, snacking on the few little candies that he's gotten throughout the process. even a bigfoot candy from kota.

of course, you've gotten more candies. you're nicer and calmer than he is. cuter, even. and eijiro knows that you're everything he isn't. you're the opposite of him, precious and adorable, bound to receive many candies from children who finds you comforting, all dressed in a fairy costume. they loved you, just as eijiro loves you more than anything else in the world.

regardless of how many candies he's got this year, he has you— his sweetest candy. he doesn't need anything from anyone, he's got you all to himself.

© SENEON 2024 DARK ENTRIES ♰ DO NOT ALTER.

confession: you seem like a sad girl, especially Lana's sad girl song. just the vibes yknow

anon, I love you. this is the best thing I've ever gotten from someone.

Confess something you've thought about me on anon

god blessed me today. 🤞🏻

price would be strangely possessive over his assistant.

referring to her as things that really aren’t work appropriate at all. “swee’eart,” “dolly,” “sugar.” once, a “baby” slipped through his teeth, but he was switching the subject before she could really catch on.

it’s hard to pinpoint exactly when it was he started tacking “my” in front of his pet names. “my angel,” “my love.”

even when she wasn’t in the room — it was impossible to know he was talking about a colleague with the way he spoke about her. “my woman’s always on my case abou’ shit like that — cholesterol levels, sugar intake. fuckin’ bullshit, but i do it to make ‘er happy.” or “can’t stay long, lads — got my lady waitin’ on me.”

in the summer months, her skirts get a bit shorter and her tops a bit tighter. he doesn’t blame her, the AC is shit and the heat can be suffocating. what does bother him, though, is the way his men ogle her as they stroll past her desk. how they’re coming up with excuses to visit her throughout the day.

it’s an easy enough fix. “why don’t ye come work in my office for the day, lovey?” he’s already collecting her paperwork. “keep an old man company, would ye? i’ve got a nice little fan too, keep ye nice an’ cool.”

though the job came with benefits, perhaps more than an assistant should be getting, price didn’t think it was enough. when her phone started to slow and the screen cracked, he left a new one on her desk. didn’t bother mentioning it came out of his paycheque. if she complains about her outfit — all my good clothes are in the wash — he’ll take her shopping, doesn’t let her worry about the totals. and, hey, if they end up at a lingerie shop, no one has to know, right? he’s just being a good boss. it’s only crossing a few boundaries when he gets her to model it for him in the fitting rooms. when she disappears behind the curtain, john adjusts himself in his slacks — it’s a natural reaction. on that note, it would make too much of a fuss if he were to correct the worker when she asks if his wife needs any help.

when day turns to night and she’s refusing price’s suggestion of hitting another shop, he pulls into a nearby restaurant, insists on treating her to a glass of wine to end the night. finding out she’s a lightweight is a pleasant discovery — two glasses in and her skin is warm to the touch, she’s giggling and hanging onto his every word. he likes her like this, he decides — but it’s not safe to leave her alone. no, she should stay with him tonight. another few sips and she’s agreeing, changing into one of her new lingerie sets and falling into john’s bed, dozing off with his hand splayed over her tummy, beard tickling the back of her neck.

it’s been too long since he’s had a woman in his life. his wires have gotten a bit crossed. you can’t blame him, can you?

HE'S IN LOVE WITH YOU. ✧⁠*⁠。

about. best friends to lovers , oopsies?

detail. if you have seen this post somewhere or an exact replica, don't worry that account is mine.

You and Keegan have been best friends since you both met. you two have never seen without each other, like two peas in a pod.

never once in your life you never love anyone more than ever. Keegan is secretive with his feelings or love language but you're different.

As everyone was practising, Keegan was on the side watching everyone, especially you. Soon, you saw him alone and decided to march yourself to him.

"hey kee! everything alright?" you asked him with a genuine smile.

"Everything is alright, just watching." His lips curved upwards giving you a small smile and a slight nod.

"oo, okay then! hey wanna watch me practise my gun range over there !!" you pointed your finger to the direction by the corner.

"Okay, I'll be right here watching you" his hips sunken on the bench, legs spread open and his eyes focused on you.

you headed to the court, as you walk, Keegan admires your figure. your body swayed left and right, everything about you made him realise he won the lottery.

"That girl is going to be the end of me" Keegan mumbles to himself.

his eyes darted at you, you're the most beautiful girl he has ever met. you never realised how lucky you are to meet him, to know him, to have him.

"look at her .. “

"I would die for her .. “

"I would kill for her .. “

he admires you from afar, every little imperfections for you are all treasures to him. if only he has the guts to tell you what he feels towards you.

enjoy pls.

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pov: he's above you, you're below him.

watch me wrap my legs around that man's waist and go to town.

★ autumn's first kiss, eijiro kirishima.

written for @killyzury, who taught me in class ♡

it was summer's last kiss. eijiro remembers it as clear as the summer waters of the ocean, how the leaves of gold and scarlet buoyant mood began to paint the earth with hearth.

with each fall of the autumn leaves gracing the soils, the image of you standing still and gazing upon a huge tree in a park lingered around in his mind. it was the only tree whose leaves did not glow in fiery hues.

your gaze is so intense, never wavering or faltering at the sight of a mere tree. the leaves of the tree remained painted with beaming colours and it simply made you tilt your head in confusion.

“what's wrong, sunshine?” your boyfriend asked as he stood beside you. his hands slithered around yours, giving it a subtle squeeze before his gaze followed your towards the tree you were gazing on.

“why are the flowers not turning into red or orange or yellow or something autumn-like?” your voice flowed the tip of your tongue in a confused whisper, emitting a soft chuckle from eijiro.

“well, not all petals turn into autumn-like colours that fast. it takes time. everything is different, this tree's just a little bit slower than the others.”

you hummed in response, a long silence fell after. it was now just you and eijiro with entwined fingers gazing up at a tree who hasn't yet to bloom along the changes of the season.

“y’know.. autumn looks like you,” you broke the silence, your gaze shifted to the redhead as you took a moment to admire him. he looked at you and gave you the warmest smile that has so much familiarity with the season of fall, your words never having a single hint of deceit.

eijiro really did fit in with the maples of fall and the hearth-hues. his smile was so warm that it felt like his existence was weaved from the petals of the branches of the autumn leaves, making him one of the comforting flowers.

as you drink in his appearance, he couldn't help but lean closer to you and plant a soft kiss onto your cheeks. an action so affectionate and lovely that it makes your insides twist like the swishing winds.

“you're the sweetest, my love,” eijiro told you while his fingers caressed your soft cheeks. “i love you so damn freaking much.”

and the autumn comes as a gospel choir, harmonised in such a way that celebrates each warm hue and shows how you and eijiro belong together.

© SENEON 2024 ♰ do not repost, alter, or translate.

scrolling through Tumblr for some inspirations for a fic but then like,

Do you think Simon would record you while you're bouncing on him? ngl, I see if but only when he's feeling extra silly.

Soap would definitely be roleplaying the whole time, i do not see him being serious while he's deep in you.

Gaz will definitely whisper sweet words at you.

Yeah, Price is just perfect nvm.

"if being a hero is the last thing I do, I'll be the best at it." ☆

PAST LOVE KISSES *⁠.⁠✧

about. I want him sobad :( sorry that it's short ! I rushed it so I wanted to finish it quickly before I forget about it :3

details. (⁠ﾉ⁠◕⁠ヮ⁠◕⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠*⁠.⁠✧

you've always been so intrigued by theories, especially love theories. You'd talk about them for hours on end while Kirishima listens to you no matter what he is doing. while he's cooking? you're sitting on the counter talking about The Red String Theory or when he's working on some work back in UA, you'll call him as he's finishing up talking about Multiverse Theory

till one day you saw a theory about how moles are where your past life lover used to kiss you the most. You were so fascinated and completely indulged by it, you spent the whole day reading about it and immediately running to Kirishima to talk about it.

“Kiri! Look at this theory I just found!” you slam the door open to find him on the bed. “What is it, lovie'?” he'd lay on his side as he watched you climb onto the bed to lay beside him.

“look at his theory” you show him your phone with the screen illuminating on his face with a page called Past Life Kisses. “ah interesting, tell me bou’ it” all of his attention are on you. Nothing mattered to him anymore at that point, he'll listen to you talk about these things for hours and days without getting sick about it.

He loves to watch you get all excited and completely lose your ability to think because of being so mind blown about it. “Basically, this theory is about how the moles on your body tell where your past life lover used to kiss the most!” Your bright contagious smile affected him.

“oh really?” his arm slithers around your waist as he pulls you closer towards him. “Look, I have one on my temple! And my neck!” you went on and on about the theory. His gaze never left you once. He made sure to pay close attention.

Days went by with air so crisp and you thought nothing about the theory. You're sitting on the couch with Kirishima, talking about your day. You're always in your own world when you're talking. You have no care for the outside world anymore.

Kirishima is right next to you with his hands on your thigh and the other hand behind your shoulders. He zoned out for a moment, remembering back about the theory of past love kisses. His eyes gazed on the small mole you had on your neck.

“Kiri? Kiri–” your words cut short as he leans closer, gently pressing his lips on the small mole. Your body went still as his mouth pressed against your neck, startled by the sensation. “What's that for?” you couldn't help but to let out a few chuckles.

“you told me about the theory and I wanted to recreate it” he slowly pulls away from your neck and starts to pepper your mole on your temple with kisses. “let me be the one who gives you millions of moles in your next life” your cheeks redden. The sun falls into the horizon as the room fills with a warm yet comforting embrace.

Your lips slowly glided over his, returning the kisses with a gentle graze.

yay, I can work on another one now

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Y'all hold on, I'm writing smth with Kirishima 🙏🏻

"he was a punk, she did ballet." ★ but look— you are the punk and he is the ballerina. exactly why? because you're always so bold and confident and even if he's also brave and fearless, you prominently outshined him. he can't help but think that he is the coquette petite woman of the relationship and you are the amazing strong buff man. he loves you for that though, because he has a strong girlfriend. and of course! let's not forget the fact that he'd get on his knees to worship you like a pretty goddess too . . .

DABI ¡! ichigo, renji, urahara, shuhei. reo, bachira, oliver, otoya. dot, lance, abyss, ryoh. izuku, eijiro, denki, hawks. ￤ based on a conversation with @milyz 👻

© SENEON 2024 ♱ do not repost, alter, or translate.

Give me a Simon Riley..

bc honestly, I just love this man bro :( he's.. he's so cute I cannot.

Give me a Simon Riley that would heal his inner child by buying a small plushie keychain that he brings everywhere he goes.

Give me a Simon Riley that would cook for you breakfast, lunch and dinner or even desserts because that's how he shows affection.

Give me a Simon Riley that gets a little jealous of teenagers having fun while he goes grocery shopping or anywhere.

Give me a Simon Riley that definitely gets baby fever.

Give me a Simon Riley who suddenly tends to love physical touches like cuddles, holding hands or even just a simple head rub.

Give me a Simon Riley if he is in love, he would think you came from the seventh heaven and blessed him.

may not be that accurate for you but I see it in him XD

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why am I writing for mha all of the sudden..

ONE SHOT ft kirishima ｡⁠*ﾟ⁠+

about. this post has suggestive words. oneshot of kirishima being a loser boyfriend (⁠ㆁ⁠ω⁠ㆁ⁠)

details. explicit language :3

kirishima would definitely be the loser boyfriend in the relationship. It'll be his first time in everything once you two make it official. it's funny to think because imagine you're on your back on the bed while he's at the other end with his hands grasping on your plush hips as he softly grinds in and out of you.

“am i doing it right?” his voice shaking a little. he's so oblivious that it's so cute to see him struggling. “doing so well” you coo.

he'd take some quick breaths before sliding all his inches inside your precious cunt. you'd get so surprised, gripping on the bed sheets as your head threw back. moans spill out from your mouth.

imagine he got scared thinking he hurt you or did it too fast and suddenly activating his quirk as he's deep inside. “oh fuck–” immediately pulling out and hugs you in order to comfort you, “I'm so sorry! I didn't mean– it just came out from nowhere–” meanwhile you're laying down with your thighs clenched.

this was like a random convo me and my best friend had (⁠ ⁠╹⁠▽⁠╹⁠ ⁠)

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Art. Raffaele Monti, Vestale velata

FLED ft Dabi ୨୧ ₊˚ ‧˚₊

about. reader fled away from scene. is it dabi or touya? hehe.

detail. pet names

being in the league of villains changed you, maybe for the better or the worst. you weren't so strong, your quirk was weak but Touya was there to help you. to teach you everything he had learnt and also to teach you how to shield yourself.

You went through all sorts of trouble with the others, especially Touya. you two were inseparable, not a day goes by without you clinging onto Touya for the whole day. Don't worry, he doesn't mind. not even one bit.

“you're getting good at this,” he said as he held on to your hips firmly. A hint of a smile plays on your lips as heat rises to your cheeks tinting it pink. you felt flustered at his words.

Touya creeped up towards you, cupping your cheek in his hands. a small shudder travelled up your spine, god he's close. There's an undeniable chemistry between you both yet you both kept it to yourself. “you're beautiful,” his pupils dilated with a small spark lighting up his dark eyes.

That's the last thing he said before you ran. you run till your legs are numb and trembling far away from the LOV. your mind whirled with endless thoughts from what happened. the LOV were attacked. you could've saved Touya, “go!” Touya shouted. you watched from behind, feeling worthless and weak. “goddamn it, run!” he yelled.

So you fled, what could you do? stay behind and watch Touya burning himself up again to protect everyone, to protect you. your thoughts stopped as your eyes went back to reality. you fell onto the ground, scraping your knees and hands.

you panted heavily, your chest heaving. Tears fall down on your cheeks leaving a trail behind. you never felt more disappointed in yourself. your eyes darted around the area, it was sort of empty and quiet. you were far away from the LOV.

you picked yourself up and dusted yourself off. blood drips from your knee leaving spotty trails behind as you continue to walk, trying to find a way back. you stopped at an alley, it was dumb but you decided to stay there till it was morning. your heart aches, it hurts. It hurts badly, your hands clenched together into a fist stopping the blood from dripping.

you're alone in nowhere. An urge to feel someone for comfort. you're sitting on the ground with your knees tucked and your fists covering your eyes as you sob.

you fell into a dream. Silence filled up the dream. As time went by, the sun rose from the horizon casting beauty to the sky. your eyes flutter open as you hear footsteps approaching. you immediately looked to the pathway beside you, watching the shadow get smaller.

Emptiness swallowed you whole yesterday. your mind was a total void, devoid of any thoughts or ideas. a tall figure towers over you, “oh god” a familiar voice..

the figure slowly gets onto your level, softly reaching out for your hands. “angel..” he looked at the palm of your hands, a mess.

you glanced up to meet his gaze before your eyes shot open to realise it was Touya this whole time. “touya!” you gasped at the sight of him. in a swift moment, you wrapped your arms around him.

his arms perfectly wrapped around your waist as he took you in. He nuzzled at the crook of your neck before pulling away “I'm so sorry, love..”

“you're okay!” you panted. “Of course I am” a soft grin appears on Touyas face. He made sure he held you close, his hands cradled your cheeks. “ah pretty girl” he took one of your injured hands and gently kissed it. “you're as beautiful as ever.”

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#[ 🎥 ] 𝑘𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑦𝑧𝑢𝑟𝑦 ⵢ₊˚. ༉‧

#[ 📝 ] 𝑘𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑦𝑧𝑢𝑟𝑦 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑘𝑠 ⵢ₊˚. ༉‧

#[ 🗝️ ] 𝑟𝑒𝑏𝑙𝑜𝑔𝑠 𝑏𝑦 𝑘𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑦𝑧𝑢𝑟𝑦 ⵢ₊˚. ༉‧

#[ 🫂 ] 𝑚𝑢𝑡𝑢𝑎𝑙𝑠 ⵢ₊˚. ༉‧

#[🗣️] 𝑘𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑦𝑎𝑝𝑠 ⵢ₊˚. ༉‧

#bnha #mha #boku no hero academia #cod #call of duty #cod mw #cod mw2

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check out carrd for more info :) 16+ will be shown to suggestive works. check out @milyz for more cod content!

BOKU NO HERO ACEDEMIA

╰─➛ fled ft dabi

╰─➛ oneshot ft kirishima 16+

╰─➛ past love kisses

CALL OF DUTY

╰─➛ give me Simon Riley..

╰─➛ he's in love with you.