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akabane karma, by kaien. under co, dash only.

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 “ I LOVE KARMA SO MU-HU-HU-CH !!! “ SOBS.

[fetishkill]

“   i love karma too! so mu   -   hu   -   hu   -   ch   !!!   “   she’s so cute. 

[saeitoshi]

Karma Akabane + kimonos

[fetishkill]

HI ILY

HI I LOVE YOU TOO

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creepquirk.

    A good boy, a very, very good boy— one she will cherish and spoil with kisses speckled against the apples of his cheeks; he’s become a gift all for herself to take in and unwrap ! “ I dunno. ” Karma promises, but does he ever truly stick to the words of a saint in the end when it came to her? Nooni’s want overbears her need, a selfish trait she’s picked up from none other as hands find themselves on the fine premise of wanting to grasp at him, to hold him and press her lips against his own as they spiral down, down, down into a hell they’ve crafted for themselves. 

   I love you, I love you, I love you. 

  It’s blind, it’s smothering– what he does is a crime only she can judge for, and a part of her screams to lean in more, to grow closer to the boy who always stands at a distance but never strays too far. “ You’re really testin’ me here, dunno how I’m gonna cope if you keep it up.” She licks her lips, instead testing him. “ ‘Good boys’ don’t do what you’re doing. It’s against boyfriend rules to tease me. ”

his is an inhale just to sigh   ah,   licking his tongue along the swell of his lips,   tasting the honey sweetly dripping off her. he laps,   laps like he’s starving.   (   no,   no.   actually laps like he’s gluttony and gorging his stomach bloated of her.   )   he needs her like a limb   -   a crime to tourniquet. let the blood flow to their fingertips,   let him kiss the tingling off them. 

his hands hold hers like a noose. 

karma’s kisses climb her neck like overgrown tendrils,   rooting his teeth in the soft pulse of her artery. the growl in his throat grows like a weed,   trembles like a wild fire.   “   i never was one for following the rules,   anyways. guess you know that best though,   don’t you,   noons?   “   the smile on his lips is so sweet it’s bitter. she better pucker her own.   “   sweetheart,   sweetheart,   i think you rather like it,   actually. i’ll be your own little rebel.   “ 

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also this was a christmas present for @fuyumigi / @fetishkill ! they’re canon

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when baes think theyre being slick about plotting against you but you already have an arsenal of comebacks ready for them. also you dont know what sleep is

[laarne]

no offense but the soft uncertain kiss followed by a pause where the people look each other in the eyes and then fucking pull eachother back into a more passionate kiss will always be the most soul destroying trope , catch me lying on the fucking ground sobbing and rewatching The Scene™✌🏼✌🏼✌🏼

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@fetishkill

[geronimeh]

Assassination Classroom (2015) Ep. 03: Karma’s Time

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well time to live up to my hero name i cant use

@katsukashinu

“   how unbecoming of a future hero to threaten to use his rather destructive quirk on a defenseless civilian,   over something so petty. no wonder you failed to get your hero license   –   who’d want to trust you?   “ 

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@katsukashinu    i’m sorry aren’t you like? number three boyfriend in terms of importance? 

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I can’t believe karma and nooni are married @creepquirk

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LOOK WHAT BRY MADE

[chromelusterkudou]

“But here in this class, he might become the star student.” [☆]

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creepquirk.

   IT FEELS LIKE YOUR FUCKING HEART JUST LEAPED THROUGH YOUR THROAT AND EXPLODED, HOW DO YOU REACT? He knows the consequences of his actions and the way it makes a complete fool out of her sometimes. That itch in her brain reasons to let go and punch him, almost– to rid herself of his sinful grip and run away, away from the wolf that so desperately wanted the sheep as  the pad of his tongue slicks itself against against her cheek, and she feels sparks ignite beneath her skin, crackling and bursting from her senses as they go haywire and otherwise send her into autopilot as a hand instinctively reaches up to pinch the bridge of his nose.

  “ — Hands off the merchandise. You’re the grounded one. ”

his is a maliciousness making love to the streets! fucked concrete doesn’t offer much merit though,   so he softens the stiffness of her embarrassment with an impish grin. he removes her hand from his face,   rubbing his thumb to the curve of her palm,   like the luxury of pink moscato dripping off silk. carnal runs through his veins,   so the kiss he presses there turns into an affectionate nip.   “   but nooni! i’m a good boy,   promise! cross my heart and swear to die,   stick a needle in my eye!   “   (   he is   )   a purr sating her annoyance,   fanning the cherry - chubs of her cheeks.   (   feeding oxygen to the fire.   )   “   i’m   your good boy,   aren’t i?   “

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katsnowki.

anger burns a heady, violent path through his body, as much a living, breathing monster as his opponent. sweat collects in his palms, gathered by the twitch of fingers. crimson eyes drop to a bloodied blade with widening realization. bakugou katsuki is a war-readied machine — it only takes one swipe of the tongue and a drop of his own, vicious blood for him to become a puppet-ed weapon of mass destruction. he goes still. every ounce of his body screams violation. every thought his mind curates screams let me out let me out let me out let me out !

“   it isn’t a nice feeling,   huh?   “   purring the words like raspberry juice    /   honey   /   nectar dripping off his tongue,   boyishly. a syncopated flash of his teeth,   a threat.   “   see,   see,   like this,   you’re helpless!   “   his fingers splay wide over the concrete before he curls them, crooking the index finger on his right hand in towards his palm. as slowly as he does this,   the hero’s hand lifts of karma’s own accord,   grasping at his own neck.   “   how would it feel to explode yourself,   i wonder?   “   he peels back the lining of his savage grace,   smile a jib. his teeth glimmer off the damned moon. 

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creepquirk.

  Preemptively leans in to nuzzle against the surface of his cheek. Pouts, even. “ You’re no fair, y’know? Maaaaybeee… I like breaking the rules every now and then! ”

traps his tongue between the points of his canines,   wanting more,   wanting everything,   so he   takes. snaking his arms around the slight of her waist,   pinching at the muscles she’s built there. she’s the champagne stain on his velvet,   sweetly,   licking a stripe on her cheek.   “   that means you’re a   bad girl! you should be grounded.   “

[chromelusterkudou]

Akabane Karma + Tropes [☆]

Academic Athlete ~ The Ace ~ Delinquent ~ Bishounen ~ Briliant but Lazy ~ Badass and Awesome