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Featuring: Heartslabyul!
Context: Being a decent person is quite a rare thing in NRC and many of the students there wanted to have some time with you, but your inner circle of friends won't let that slide at all. Here are some of their reaction to someone bothering their time with you.
Other dorms: Heartslabyul, Savanaclaw, Octavinelle, Scarabia, Pomefiore, Ignihyde, Diasomnia
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Me stalking accounts and spam liking and reblogging posts from authors/artist I like, hoping they don't think I'm weird
still true
i’m such a whore for enjin rn oh my.
please enjoy my delusions with me.
enjin twitter p links…
his dick.
oh, he’s big. he’s thick.
how he kisses.
wet, sloppy makeouts. he wants to suck on each others tongue, he finds that shit so hot and it’ll undoubtedly get him hard fast. if you don’t makeout with tongue, he doesn’t want it.
how he fingers.
makes you keep your legs open, or else he’ll stop. he also loves when you can watch how his fingers disappear in you. his ultimate goal when fingering you isn’t only to make you cum, but to keep going until you squirt.
how he eats you.
always wants you to sit on his face. it’s easier for him to feel up your back and ass when you do, and he just loves the weight of your cunt suffocating him and slobbering down his face.
how he fucks.
starts off nice and slow, man i’m sure he fits just right in your plushy cunt, then slams hard just to hear you choke a moan before being relentless. obviously more dirty talking than in the video, you know, “s’feel good, pretty girl?” “taking my dick so well, good girl” “you like how i fuck you, mama?”
extra, from behind.
if you’re in this position, holy…his length makes you feel so full. he’ll push as far as he can into you, making sure you keep eye contact, hold it there until you thank him for fucking you so good. “t-thank you, enjin, thank you, thank you-fuck!”
Oh my GOD I'm a fucking slut for this man
My dear Kuon. From the very moment I gazed at you, all I could think about was how brilliant and perfect you are. Your skills as a leader and even down to your abilities in soccer even if your weapon is just your jumping skills, but I still adore every bit of you. Even when you betrayed Team Z, I felt heartbroken, but that still never stopped me from loving you. And even if you get constantly beaten up by R*ichi or belittled for your actions, I still loved every frame you got. And as I say this, I want to celebrate your special moment. Others may see this as a normal day, but November 16th was the day a legend was born. My beloved Kuon, you still lingered in my mind every day, and despite all the hate comments and cruel words people throw at us, I want to remind you that i still love you through thick and thin. Your soft brown hair, those kind red eyes, everything about you has me deeply enchanted. You are precious to me, and no matter how many new characters Blue Lock introduces, I still will forever choose you over them. After hearing you got locked off, I was devastated you deserve the world, and I would happily provide that for you. And as say my final words. I desperately desire to see you get mentioned or animated at least once in the show because you are so precious and important to me. May you find true happiness, my dear. Happy Birthday To Kuon Wataru, My ひとつの真実の愛 <3
Unemployment at its finest head ahh no but HAPPY MY LOVE KUON MWAH MWAH
wrap it UP. don't even cut out my GOATTTT raichi's name either bro.
@unknownsvoid it ain't about that sharke
face mf
EXCUSE ME? DONT EVEEEEEER DISS MY GLORIOUS KING RAICHI???? DIDN'T YOU SIMP FOR HIM LITERALLY THE OTHER DAY?
I know well damm I'm not apart of this conversation but
THIS IS SO FUNNY
❝ 𝗠𝗜𝗖𝗥𝗢𝗖𝗛𝗜𝗣 𝗦𝗞𝗬 ❞
│𝘍𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘴 — 𝘙𝘶𝘥𝘰, 𝘌𝘯𝘫𝘪𝘯, 𝘡𝘢𝘯𝘬𝘢, 𝘡𝘰𝘥𝘺𝘭, 𝘑𝘢𝘣𝘣𝘦𝘳
♡│Rudo Surebrec
Rudo sat in silence, hunched over a pile of broken metal scraps, his hands trembling as he tried to fix a bent gear. You watched him quietly from behind, noticing how his shoulders were tighter than usual.
“You’ve been at it for hours,” you said softly, kneeling beside him.
He didn’t look at you. “I just need to make it work.” His voice was low, rough from exhaustion.
You reached over, gently taking the piece from his hand. “Rudo, it’s okay if it doesn’t. Not everything can be fixed.” That made him freeze — his jaw clenching as he looked up at you, eyes shadowed with old hurt.
“Everything breaks because people give up too soon,” he muttered. “I’m not giving up again.”
Your heart ached, seeing the raw fear hidden under his anger. You cupped his cheek, making him flinch before he leaned into your palm. “You’re not broken,” you whispered. “And I’m not leaving you behind.”
He didn’t reply for a while, his hand coming up to grip your wrist, almost desperate. “…You really mean that?”
“Every word.”
His fingers tightened, and he exhaled shakily — a mix between a sigh and a confession. “You’re the only thing I’ve found that isn’t trash,” he said under his breath. Then, quieter,
“And I don’t wanna lose that.”
♡│Enjin
“Y’know,” Enjin said with his usual teasing grin, spinning his umbrella lazily as he leaned against a lamp post, “you look like you’re plotting something. That face is way too serious for a date.”
You crossed your arms, rolling your eyes. “Maybe I’m just thinking about how you always make me walk in the rain while you stay dry under that thing.”
He laughed — that easy, melodic laugh that made your chest feel too warm. “You could always come closer. There’s room for two under here.” He tilted the umbrella just enough that you had to step into his space, brushing shoulders. “See? Much better.”
You looked up at him, catching the glint in his eyes — soft, almost protective. He noticed you staring and raised a brow. “What? Got lost in how handsome I am?”
“More like wondering how someone this annoying is my boyfriend,” you said, but your smile betrayed you.
Enjin chuckled and twirled the umbrella above you, rain splashing around like silver ribbons. “You say that, but you still choose to walk beside me.” He leaned in, voice lower now. “Guess I must be doing something right.”
The sound of rain drowned out the quiet thud of your heartbeat as his hand found yours, thumb brushing over your knuckles. “You connect people, huh?” you teased, echoing his title.
Enjin’s smile softened. “Just trying to make sure the people I love never get lost in the storm.”
♡│Zanka Nijiku
Zanka adjusted his sleeves, his face stern as always, but you could tell from the twitch of his eye that something had rattled him. “You shouldn’t have stepped in,” he muttered, voice tight with restrained irritation. You leaned back against the railing, half-smiling. “Someone had to. You were about to punch that guy’s head off.”
He frowned, his composure slipping for a second. “He called you weak.”
“And?” you said, crossing your arms. “You think I can’t handle a few words?”
Zanka’s lips pressed into a hard line. He looked away, mumbling something under his breath. “Doesn’t matter. He disrespected you.”
You walked over, placing your hand on his arm. “You’re not my bodyguard, Zanka.”
His eyes snapped back to yours — sharp but burning with something deeper. “No,” he said quietly, “I’m worse. I’m someone who cares.” His tone softened, the dialect curling around his words in a way that made them sound almost tender. “I don’t like seeing people treat you like you’re less than you are.”
You smiled a little, trying to tease him. “So, are you saying you like me?”
His face turned slightly red, though his expression didn’t change. “…I’m saying that if anyone hurts you again, I won’t hold back next time.”
You laughed, brushing his sleeve. “You’re terrible at confessions.”
He sighed. “And you’re terrible at realizing one when it’s right in front of you.”
♡│Zodyl Typhon
Zodyl’s laboratory was silent except for the hum of machinery. You watched him from across the room — focused, motionless, lost in his own calculations. “You’ve been at that for six hours,” you finally said, leaning against the doorway. “You’ll burn out your brain at this rate.”
Without looking up, he replied, “You underestimate how efficient my brain is.”
You rolled your eyes. “That’s not the point, Zodyl.”
He finally turned, meeting your gaze with those sharp, calculating eyes. “You’re concerned about me,” he stated flatly, as if observing a specimen.
You gave him a look. “Obviously.”
There was a pause — too long, too quiet — before he said, “Strange. I can calculate nearly everything, but your care for me never makes sense.”
You approached, standing beside him, brushing your fingers against his arm. “That’s because it’s not logical,” you said softly. “It’s human.”
Zodyl’s lips curved just slightly, almost like a smirk. “I’ve dissected enough of humanity to know most of it is irrational.”
“And yet,” you said, inching closer, “you still let me in.”
He studied you for a long time, the usual coldness in his eyes melting just a little. “…Perhaps I find your irrationality tolerable.”
You smiled, leaning up to kiss his cheek. “I’ll take that as a compliment.”
“Don’t,” he muttered, but his hand stayed over yours longer than necessary.
♡│Jabber Wonger
“Oi, oi, oi —” Jabber grinned, blood splattered across his cheek as he approached you, “you should’ve seen that guy’s face when I—”
“Jabber!” you snapped, grabbing his wrist before he could continue. “You promised! No unnecessary fights today!”
He tilted his head, still smiling wide. “But it was necessary. He said something about you.”
Your glare faltered. “…What?”
He shrugged, eyes gleaming like a feral dog’s. “Didn’t like the way he said your name. So I fixed it.”
“Fixed it?!” You groaned, dragging your hand down your face. “You’re impossible.”
Jabber leaned close, his grin turning sharper. “Aw, don’t be mad, doll. You’re the reason I fight better, y’know?”
You crossed your arms, unimpressed. “You fight better because you enjoy pain, Jabber.”
“Exactly,” he said, teeth flashing. “But when you get mad at me, that hurts too — and weirdly, I like it.”
You sighed, pressing a hand to your temple. “You’re insane.”
He leaned even closer, voice low and playful. “Yeah, but I’m your insane.”
Despite yourself, a laugh escaped you. “You’re lucky you’re cute when you’re covered in blood.”
He blinked, surprised, then smirked wider. “Careful, sweetheart. Say things like that, and I might start another fight just to hear you say it again.”
Back them I had aura guys...
Should I make Gachiakuta headcanons guys? It might bring the heat to the LADIES
This two-for-one deal was more than Hiei bargained for.
We’re super close to the bonus round, so I will thinking about what that’ll be. Thank you all SO MUCH for the fun comments and tags! It has been a blast reading them, and I loved drawing Hiei for you guys!
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pssssst also for ur poll question , u should post more alnst c:
❝ 𝐇𝐀𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐒 ❞
𝐒𝐔𝐀
Sua is the kind of partner who acts like she doesn’t need affection, but the moment you reach for her hand, she freezes for a second before melting into the touch. She doesn’t openly say she loves being near you — but she shows it in subtle ways: letting you braid her hair, brushing her thumb against your wrist, or allowing you to sit beside her while she sketches quietly. She has a habit of pretending she’s unfazed when you tease her, but her ears turn the faintest shade of red every time. Though she tries to appear detached, Sua becomes quietly possessive — her arm resting on your leg, her eyes lingering on anyone who gets too comfortable around you. When she gets upset, she shuts down, staring blankly at the floor or muttering something harsh that she regrets seconds later. In those moments, she doesn’t want space — she just wants to know you won’t leave. Late at night, she’ll whisper half-apologies, her fingers tracing your palm as she murmurs, “You’re… the only one I trust like this.”
𝐌𝐈𝐙𝐈
Mizi is the kind of lover who radiates warmth so naturally that it almost feels rehearsed — but you can tell when it’s real. Around you, her smile softens; it’s less “performer” and more “human.” She has a habit of overcompensating with cheer when she’s anxious, laughing too loudly or complimenting you a little too much, but her honesty always seeps through. She’ll text you small, random things — a doodle she made, a photo of the sky, or something she baked that reminded her of you. Mizi’s clingiest habit is touching your shoulder or sleeve whenever she speaks to you; she needs that physical tether to feel grounded. When she’s tired of keeping up her “bright girl” mask, she’ll curl up against you, eyes duller, voice softer — asking if you still like her even when she isn’t smiling. You always say yes, and she always cries just a little before whispering, “I really needed to hear that.”
𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐋
Till’s habits with his S/O are gentle, slow, and quietly affectionate — like everything he does, really. He tends to get lost in his own thoughts, often sketching or humming without realizing you’re watching him, but when you join him, he unconsciously leans toward your warmth. He likes to draw you — sometimes realistic portraits, sometimes abstract shapes that he swears “just feel like you.” He’s not great with words, so he shows affection in the smallest gestures: warming your hands in his when you’re cold, leaning his head on your shoulder, or humming a tune softly against your hair. He doesn’t like being touched unexpectedly, but if he initiates it, he holds on for a long time — as if afraid you’ll vanish. When he’s sad or angry, he becomes quiet to the point of eerie calmness, but your presence soothes him like nothing else. His favorite habit is tracing the outlines of your fingers when you’re half-asleep beside him; it’s how he reminds himself you’re real.
𝐈𝐕𝐀𝐍
Ivan’s relationship habits are a mix of charm, chaos, and quiet tragedy. Around his S/O, he’s playful — always teasing, always smiling — but there’s an undertone of desperation in the way he touches you, like he’s afraid you’ll disappear if he doesn’t make you laugh. He loves to act casual, draping his arm over your shoulders or kissing your cheek mid-sentence just to see your reaction, but beneath that confident front is someone constantly fighting the urge to self-destruct. When he’s in a bad mood, he’ll joke about it first before breaking down — a pattern you’ve grown used to. He has a habit of smiling too widely when he’s hurting, and you’re one of the few who can tell the difference. Ivan loves watching your face when you talk; he could listen to you for hours just to distract himself from his own thoughts. Late at night, when his mask finally slips, he’ll mutter things like, “You make me want to be better… but I don’t know if I can.” He clings tighter when he says it — like he’s terrified you’ll agree.
𝐇𝐘𝐔𝐍𝐀
Hyuna’s habits with her S/O are all about energy, touch, and laughter — she loves to keep things lively, pulling you into spontaneous hugs, poking your cheek just to make you smile, or challenging you to silly games in the middle of serious moments. Her confidence is magnetic, but you can tell she’s used to hiding her pain behind it. She’s the type to always say “I’m fine” even when she’s trembling, but when you sit beside her in silence, she lets her walls fall. She has a habit of overprotecting you — even when you’re perfectly capable — standing in front of you during danger, or pulling you behind her instinctively. You’re her weakness, and she knows it. She likes brushing her fingers over your knuckles or playing with your hair when she’s calm, always needing that connection to remind herself she isn’t alone. When she drinks too much or feels guilty about her past, she’ll cling to you tightly, whispering through tears, “If something happens to me… don’t waste your life on regret, okay?” You never promise her that, because you know she wouldn’t.
𝐋𝐔𝐊𝐀
Luka’s habits with his S/O are quietly obsessive but tender. He observes before he acts — memorizing your routines, your favorite drinks, the way your voice softens when you’re tired. To him, loving someone means understanding them so deeply it’s almost frightening. He’s gentle but intense; even when he’s silent, you can feel his attention burning through you. Luka likes to rest his forehead against yours when he’s overwhelmed, as if he’s drawing comfort from your existence. He has a habit of calling you nicknames that sound teasing but carry real affection — like “my muse” or “trouble.” He doesn’t often ask for comfort, but when he does, it’s wordless — just him curling into your side, his fingers tightening around yours like he’s anchoring himself. Sometimes, he reverts to a childlike softness, nuzzling into you or mumbling nonsense to hide the fact that he’s crying. When you stroke his hair, he exhales shakily and whispers, “You make the world a little less cruel.” It’s the closest he’ll ever get to saying “I love you.”
AAAAAAA I LOVE EVERYTHING THAT U WRITE ,, ALL OF UR HCS ARE SOOOO CUTE OMG 💗💗💗💗💗
PLS NEVER GO BALD ILYYYY
Awh your so sweet !!
Guys should I do blue lock fanfiction or alien stage fanfiction
Wanted something tender for Mukuro. Her backstory was so tragic. Both of them deserve all the happiness.
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BINGO!! Botan’s here!
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@hieimukuro1 , a sneak peek of the next pairing is under the cut. Enjoy~
Yusuke’s going for it! My favorite punch-drunk dumbasses.
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Tagging the only other Yusuhi fans I know. @theghostnugget @yu-hi-love @jilted-love @licensedfool @red-handed-tamarin
Help me convince Hiei to join this kiss art trend! If we make it to the end, I’m thinking maybe a polycule or something spicy. I’m open to suggestions!
❝ 𝘕𝘌𝘌𝘋𝘠 ❞
ISAGI YOICHI
Isagi loves how attached you are to him, even if sometimes it throws him off mid-thought. Whether you’re holding his hand tightly in the middle of training or resting your head on his shoulder during breaks, he feels a warm kind of calm wash over him.
When you cling to him after a tough day or get anxious about something, he becomes so gentle and patient, whispering reassurances and running his fingers through your hair like it’s the most natural thing in the world. He’s surprisingly good at reading your moods, and your clinginess often helps him feel connected and focused, especially when he’s doubting himself.
Sometimes, when he’s overthinking on the pitch or distracted, your touch pulls him back to the moment, reminding him who he’s fighting for. It’s like you’re his anchor, even if he doesn’t say it outright.
Of course, if you get too clingy during matches or training, he’ll gently remind you to give him space—but his voice is always soft, full of care. After all, he needs you to support him just as much as he supports you.
And when the day’s done, and you’re wrapped around him like a koala, he just holds you tighter, grateful you trust him enough to be that vulnerable. It’s the best feeling in the world.
BACHIRA MEGURU
Bachira lives for your clinginess. He adores when you grab his arm mid-laugh, when you sneak into his space without asking, or when you just won’t let go of him—even when he’s trying to be all cool and casual. It’s like you’re his personal source of sunshine, always bright and warm.
When you’re clingy, his eyes light up with mischief and affection. He’ll lean into you, make silly faces, and tease you about being “so needy,” but it’s all in love. Honestly, he secretly loves every second of it.
During training, if you show up to watch him and cling to his side, he feels energized—like you’re his lucky charm. And if he’s feeling down or frustrated, your tight hugs and gentle teasing break through his stress better than anything else.
Sometimes, Bachira gets overwhelmed by your energy and clinginess, especially when he’s deep in his own headspace—but instead of pulling away, he finds ways to bring you along. He wants to share every moment with you, no matter how chaotic.
At night, when you’re curled up against him, he softly hums or whispers promises that you’re the one he wants to hold forever. Your clinginess isn’t a burden; it’s a gift he never wants to lose.
RIN ITOSHI
Rin’s initially a bit guarded with your clinginess because he’s so focused on his goals and maintaining control, but the truth is, your constant closeness grounds him more than anyone realizes. He might not say it outright, but every time you reach for his hand or lean into him after a long day, it reminds him what he’s fighting for.
When you cling to him during tense moments, like before a big game or after a rough loss, he becomes quieter but softer—he lets his walls drop just a bit so you can hold him like he holds you. It’s rare, but it’s real.
He might get frustrated if your clinginess distracts him during training or interviews, but he’ll always come back to you afterward with a gentle touch on your cheek or a tight grip on your wrist. You’re the only person he lets see that side of him.
Rin secretly enjoys the vulnerability your clinginess brings out in him. He’s usually so stoic and sharp, but with you, he lets himself relax—even if it’s just for a few moments.
When you fall asleep wrapped around him, exhausted but safe, he’s the most peaceful. He whispers “Thank you” to the quiet night, thankful you’re the one holding on to him.
REO MIKAGE
Reo has a regal air, but when you’re clingy, all that polished composure melts into warmth. He loves the way you’re unapologetically affectionate, always reaching for him, always needing him close. It makes him feel like a king with his queen by his side.
He’s careful with your clinginess, though, understanding that sometimes it comes from anxiety or fear—so he’s patient, offering calm reassurance and calm presence rather than words. Sometimes, just letting you hold his hand or rest your head on his chest is enough.
Reo enjoys the quiet moments when you cling to him not out of desperation, but pure love—like when you casually drape your arm across his lap during a meeting or hold his hand while you walk through the city. It’s subtle, but powerful.
If your clinginess gets intense and interrupts his focus, he’ll gently ask for a moment of space—but never harshly. His voice stays smooth, like velvet, even when he’s setting boundaries.
At night, when it’s just the two of you, Reo wraps his arms around you tightly and promises he’ll always be the one you can cling to, no matter what happens.
NAGI SEISHIRO
Nagi’s kind of laid back with your clinginess—at first, he might pretend it annoys him, rolling his eyes or mumbling that you’re “too much.” But secretly? He loves being needed.
When you cling to him after a long day or when you’re tired and just want to curl up in his arms, Nagi feels like he’s finally found his home. Even if he’s exhausted himself, he’ll hold you close and let you rest.
Your clinginess gives him purpose in a way. It reminds him that no matter how indifferent or lazy he might act, someone depends on him—and that’s something he doesn’t take lightly.
Sometimes, when he’s in one of his low-energy moods, your clinginess pulls him out of his shell. He might be slow to respond, but the way you hold onto him makes him feel alive and connected.
At the end of the day, when you’re both tangled in blankets and your fingers interlaced, Nagi’s eyes soften, and he whispers, “You’re mine. Don’t ever let go.”
SAE ITOSHI
Sae’s clingy S/O gets a complex reaction. He’s all about control and precision, so when you’re clingy and needy, it sometimes throws off his flow—but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t appreciate it.
If you cling to him while he’s strategizing or training, he might sigh or give you a sharp look—but inside, he’s grateful. It’s proof that you want to be involved, to be near him, and that means more than he lets on.
When you’re clingy because you’re stressed or anxious, Sae becomes almost silently supportive. He might not say much, but his steady presence—like holding your hand firmly or draping his jacket over your shoulders—speaks volumes.
He’s fiercely protective, so your clinginess actually makes him more determined to keep you safe and happy. The way you hold onto him motivates him to push harder.
At night, when you’re wrapped around him like a second skin, Sae finally lets his guard down, whispering that he doesn’t mind the clinginess—that in fact, he wants you close forever.
