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HIII IRAA HOW ARE U

You gathered plants from the forest, placing them into your homemade basket as you walked along the trees, pausing every time you heard the snap of twigs under an animal's hoof.

The crickets chirped, fireflies glowing, and owls hooting in the otherwise dark and silent night, a couple minutes away from the tent you had set up. Your tattered and dirty clothes brushed against the forest floor as you continued to identify and gather mushrooms and plants, needing food for the next few days.

After you finished filling up the basket, you grasped it in your hands before making your way back to the tent you called home. As you neared it, you heard footsteps that sounded almost... human. It didn't sound like any animal you had heard before.

You slowed down, trying not to breathe too loudly or step on any leaves, not wanting to alert the intruder. From the light of the lantern inside you could see a muscular figure, seemingly a man, with spiky hair. You could hear his gruff voice as he occasionally murmured.

Eventually he came out of the tent, not noticing you as he made his way towards the nearby village. You hid behind a thick nearby tree, not wanting to start problems after you had already been exiled. As you try to take another step away from the man, your heel snaps a twig under it, causing you to freeze. He stops in his path, turning to look for the source of the noise. He searches for the source with his lantern, expecting to find a deer, when he saw a person, around his age, covered in tattered and dirty clothes, hair messy and tangled.

"...I didn't know anyone lived out here," he hesitantly says, eyes tracing your figure.

"You should leave. It's not a good idea spending time with me," you warn him, wanting nothing more than to talk. It had been so long since you've had company.

"Why not?" he asks, a grin gracing his already beautiful face.

"I'm exiled. You could get in trouble," you tell him, eyes wandering away from his indigo ones.

"I won't tell them if you don't," he comments, reaching out to grab your hand. "You look hungry. I brought some food, let's eat together," he offers, not wanting you to be alone.

"...alright," you finally give in, looking him in the eyes.

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2nd years

chapter two for maturity out in likeeee less than a day

walk him like a dog!

𝗡𝗢𝗪 𝗣𝗟𝗔𝗬𝗜𝗡𝗚 - 𝗜𝗡𝗙𝗥𝗨𝗡𝗔𝗠𝗜 (𝗙𝗧 𝗦𝗘𝗥𝗢 𝗛𝗔𝗡𝗧𝗔)

queue the JBL speaker with again by fetty wap playing, outside your window. the culprit? sero hanta.

I LOVE THE THEME SOSOSO MUCH (´꒳`)♡

thank uuu riu (˶ˆᗜˆ˵) i definitely didn’t lose sleep over it!

i remember when slushy noobz posted part two of banana summer episode and when i saw the notification i literally squealed in joy and my boyfriend at the time was there and he gave me the CRAZIEST look and then wouldn’t talk to me because he said it was weird that I reacted that way over two grown men LMAO

OMGGG Clairo, the men I trust, pinkpanteress and KALI UCHIS MENTIONEDDD

YESSS YK HOW I GET DOWNNN 😛 does the one and only willow have any song artist suggestions

ft. timeskip denki kaminari + hanta sero

how they kiss you pt. 2 [ here’s part 1 ]

Denki always melts when you kiss him.

He starts off eager, lips moving against yours in rushed, hungry little presses, like he’s afraid you might pull away too soon. His hands hover over your skin, hesitant, unsure if he should grab you, hold you, take what he so clearly wants. But the second you grab him—fingers curling into the back of his neck, tugging him closer, deepening the kiss—he whimpers.

It’s needy, high-pitched, and so utterly desperate that it sends a sharp thrill down your spine. His body shudders against yours, and when you nip at his bottom lip, tugging just enough to make him groan, his grip finally tightens. Hands clutching at your waist, at your back, at anything—like he needs to anchor himself, like he’s trying so hard not to just fall apart right then and there.

“You’re so easy to tease,” you murmur, pressing a kiss to the corner of his mouth.

“F-Fuck, you—” He breaks off with a shaky breath when you slide your hands under his shirt, nails grazing over his ribs, his stomach tensing beneath your touch. His head tilts back, exposing his throat, and it’s just too easy—the way he submits so naturally, the way his breath stutters when you kiss down his jaw, his neck, teasing him, making him squirm.

“Shit—” His voice is nothing but a desperate little whine when you tug him back into another kiss, his body pressing flush against yours, trembling under your hands. He’s so easy to ruin, so easy to tease—and the best part?

He loves every second of it.

Sero kisses like he knows he’s driving you insane.

It starts slow, agonizing, his lips barely brushing against yours, teasing, taunting. His hands skim over your sides, ghosting over your skin, fingers never staying in one place for too long. You can feel the smirk tugging at his lips when you grow impatient, when you grab his shirt and pull him in, kissing him like you’re trying to devour him.

But the moment you do, his hands tighten—one gripping your waist, the other sliding into your hair, tugging just enough to make you tilt your head back as he takes control.

“Impatient, huh?” he murmurs against your lips, voice smooth, teasing, but his breath is just a little uneven now even as his hands tighten around your waist, holding you close.

But he’s just as affected as you. You can feel it in the way his fingers twitch against your skin, in the way his breath hitches when you grind just a little against him. And when you tug at his bottom lip with your teeth, sucking just enough to make him groan—his grip finally falters.

That’s when he loses it.

You barely have time to respond before he grabs your thighs and lifts you up, pinning you against the nearest surface like you weigh nothing. His body presses flush against yours, hips slotting between your legs, and the sheer heat of him has your head spinning.

Then he kisses you properly.

It’s deep, consuming, his tongue sliding against yours, slow and deliberate, tasting you, drawing out every little sound he can. He groans when you roll your hips against him, his grip on your thighs tightening, the control he loves to flaunt crumbling just slightly.

“You really like pushing me, huh?” he mutters against your lips, his voice huskier now, breath hot against your skin. His lips trail down your jaw, his teeth grazing your throat, just barely teasing—but he doesn’t give in yet.

Instead, he pulls back just enough to watch you—your parted lips, the hazy, desperate look in your eyes.

“Tell me how bad you want it,” he murmurs, his smirk lazy, cocky—but his grip on your hips says he’s just as desperate as you are. “C’mon, baby, beg for it.”

“please, baby, please, I want it so baddd.” you whined.

“Yeah,” he murmurs, voice husky, teasing, but just a little breathless. “That’s more like it.”

© sakuraszn! xoxo

heyy i love your smaus 🩷🩷 and i wanted to request one where the reader texts the guys that they have an emergency but they only want them to like kill a spider and maybe like the aftermath of that 😭 (i ask you include hitoshi but other then that’s its up to you) 🫶🏻🫶🏻

⋆˚࿔ sticky situation

— includes: midoriya, kirishima, kaminari, sero & shinsou (in that order)

contains: gn!reader but denki says “mama”, can be platonic or romantic!

authors note: thankkk u for the request anon! denki, eiji, and hanta are scared of spiders canon!!!