⋆｡𖦹°⋆cain⋆°𖦹｡⋆

though i can digress with the best of them, i am nothing in my soul if not obsessive

[foxfracture]

𖦹 yo i'm cain!!

𖦹 20s, any pronouns

𖦹 this is my new writing blog! i'm getting back into it after years of not writing so i'll definitely be coming back and editing this post as this blog progresses

𖦹 right now i'm mostly into mha but i'll also prolly write for harry potter, attack on titan, supernatural, and more at some point

𖦹 posting + reblogging mostly headcanons, x reader, and oc content

𖦹 expect frequent nsfw (mdni)

𖦹 you may see me interact from my main, anaveragealien

𖦹 tag guide / masterlist

[adooble]

kacchan's search history

[habken]

teacher deku doodles <3

[foxfracture]

shinsou’s definitely into dumbification.

in the day to day, he loves how smart you are. he constantly finds himself in awe of your thoughtfulness, of how you reason through things, of the clever remarks that come naturally. it’s one of the main things that draws him to you.

and honestly, it makes it all the more satisfying to fuck you dumb later.

he loves seeing your eyes get cloudy and your mouth go slack with pleasure as he pounds you into the bed. watching you get less and less self-conscious every second as the buzzing in your body travels to your brain. you’re not even aware of the sounds you’re making anymore, just groaning in time with his hips, the rhythmic “uh-uh-unh” interrupted only by his own shaky gasps.

“so pretty” he pants, and means it. he prefers to have you on your back, facing him so he can see everything- your eyes glassy and half-lidded, your cheeks flushed. on display just for him. “doing so good for me darling.” 

he’ll ask you questions just to see you not be able to form words into an answer. gently clearing your hair out of the way so he can see your pretty face, “you okay baby? you feeling good? should i change anything?” no response- you can’t think straight, totally blissed out. 

it’s okay. he can think for you.

[baguantte]

drew my favorite nonexistent mha trio

[foxfracture]

thinking of dabbling in smaus i cannot stop chewing on them

[poemeater-deactivated20250927]

.ᐟ buddy buddy

h.shinso smau.

you guys are 🍃 buddies

a/n: going through a really bad writers block rn and needed to do this for my own sanity to feed my toshi addiction rn. sue me.

[katsuollie]

when katsuki uses his mask as a headband…

[bunnions-deactivated20250228]

something something katsuki can't keep his hands off you when he's had a little too much to drink (see: denks the worst at-home bartender in the world, believes a shot of vodka really means four).

it starts off innocently enough, gathered in eijiro's living room, when he cracks a foul-mouthed joke and you double over into side with laughter. the heat starts to creep up his neck, but it's easy to blame it on the alcohol. he nudges you back playfully, a grin quirking at the corner of his lips.

two more shots of whatever vile concoction denki mixed up and he's melting into the couch. he's sitting on one end, a little squished with how mina, eijiro, hanta, and denki are piled on top of each other - chatting away, drinking, and desperately trying not to make eye contact with the wasted blond. katsuki's got you perched all pretty in his lap because "there isn't any room left to sit." a convenient excuse.

you're flushed and trying to keep up with mina's story and you're having a great time with your friends but katsuki's hands are looping casually around your waist and pulling you closer to him and he's leaning a little on you for support and you feel a zing speed down your spine as his lips brush against your arm. an accident.

his head's a little fuzzy, but katsuki's practically melting with the alcohol swimming through his veins. and you're so soft it's making everything even fuzzier. before he even finishes that thought he's testing out the plush of your waist, your thighs, pinching a little at the small of your back, and back down to your thighs. you squirm in his hold, and he retaliates with a soft grunt and by biting what he could reach.

the spit on your arm is more uncomfortable than the rather tame bite he gives you. you can see his eyes wobble, flitting to different parts of your face. "hol' s'till," he garbles and your heart leaps into your throat. you can feel four sets of eyes boring into you both, but you can't break away from katsuki's heavy, lidded, lovesick gaze.

[foxfracture]

[a11eya]

kirishima’s the type of boyfriend who always wants to hold your hand when you guys are out and about.

if you’re a couple steps behind, he’ll hold his hand out behind him until you take it. and if you take too long to do so to tease, he’ll start making little grabby gestures with his fingers, turning his head to look at you with a big frown until you slip your hand into his, laughing.

[dynapuff]

Cockwarming while he watches me play my silly little farming sim game.

[dynapuff]

“Your cows are gonna die, Sweets.”

He says this with a hiss and through clenched teeth as you clench around him in frustration.

“I know Katsu but Marnie’s store isn’t open until Wednesday and I’m out of hay!” you grumble, moving your hips and pouting as he twitches inside of you. 

Your little sprite in game sprints around the farm collecting the harvested veggies and throw them into the box to sell. Katsuki’s fingers dig into your thighs as he tries to steady you. Your anxious energy is making you grind  the tip of his cock against your soft warm walls and it’s driving him insane. 

He winces “Be still. You’re only supposed to be warmin’ me and I told ya to get more hay yesterday but you were too busy breakin’ geodes,” he scolds rolling his eyes. 

“Geodes are important! How else am I gonna complete the geologist bundle?” You whine but purposely grind your hips down on him again, a cheeky grin playing on the edges of your lips. This time he groans deeply and it slowly morphs into a warning growl.

 Your eyes meet his scalding glare and you smirk as his hands move up to you hips and keeps you pinned down in place on top of him. 

His tone drops to a dangerously sexy growl and he nibbles your ear. Right as he thrusts his hips to fuck up into you, he whispers “One of these days you’ll learn ta listen to me. Probably when your fucking cows finally keel over.” 

[tteokdoroki]

tw ! dubcon + free use.

there is just something so crazy about kirishima and free use…

…him being able to lift you up and down on his cock whenever he wants because he’s impatient. going from coaxing you into riding him in the middle of his agency after a shift to grabbing your hips and controlling their pace cause he thinks you’re going too slow, you’re too shy, you’re not taking enough of him at once. he doesn’t take over because you’re tired.

its because eijirou kirishima is used to getting everything he wants with just a sweet smile or a lazy grin. he always, always has his wishes come true.

he doesn’t care that you’re fucked out and slumped, arms loosely wrapped around his shoulders while he pumps you full of another load. the third load. you can take it. he’ll make you take it. the base of kirishima’s girthy, meaty cock is coated in a thick layer of cream — the result of your stringy release foaming around him with each thrust. it slings between your bodies, smears over your clit every time your bodies connect and you cry out because you’re so overstimulated and kirishima won’t stop using you.

his pretty baby, his perfect fuckdoll. if you needed him to stop, you’d tell him. but your brain fizzles with such an intense level of desire that all you can do is wail and whine as the man uses all of his strength to plunge deep into your pulsating walls — making sure whatever he has to give you, sticks.

kirishima wants you messy wherever possible, whenever possible. even if he has to do all of the hard work himself, even if it makes you cry from those angel eyes as they blink up at him weakly, even if he has to coo a little praise into your ear “that’s it sweet thing, just a little more f’me. let it all out, cover me in it. s’pretty,” just to get you to cum and clench around him, milk his heavy cock until there’s nothing left.

and you’ll let him do it all, because eijirou’s got you trained to adore being used by him — it’s written all over your dopey face and in the hearts that sparkle in your teary eyes <3

꒰ end. — all rights reserved © tteokdoroki 2024. do not copy, repost, translate, feed into ai & recommend elsewhere.

[a11eya]

okay, so i swear i'm working on soul-lights still but. but! i was working on a kiri fic first 🥺 our poor baby, getting put on the backburner while i work on his best friend's love story 🥺🥺🥺💕 kiri'll get his turn soon! in the meantime, i wanted to share a snippet of that wip. aged up, pro hero kiri. we're friends here, but we want to be more

You pull your phone away from you so you can look at the screen, and just as your thumb hovers over the end call button, you hear a sleepy, “Hello?” through the speaker. You quickly bring your phone back up to your ear. 

“Kiri! It’s me. Hi. I’m so sorry, I shouldn’t have called you. Please go back to sleep, I’m going to hang up now—”

“Hey, hey.” His voice sounds way more alert than it had ten seconds ago. “Don’t hang up, please. What’s going on? Are you okay?”

You take a deep breath and exhale. 

“Yeah, I’m fine. It’s dumb. I’m walking home from a thing, and I got scared. So I wanted to talk to someone on the phone so I don’t freak out.” You laugh weakly.

“It’s not dumb.” Kiri’s voice is still a little gravelly from sleep, and something about it sends little shivers running through you. He says, “Want you to call me if you’re feeling scared. ‘specially if you’re walking alone late at night. You almost home?”

“Almost,” you say softly, a lump of emotion in your throat. His voice is so close in your ear. You can hear the rustle of sheets as he shifts. Like this, you can almost imagine him—soft, hair down and mussed from sleep, warm. 

“Want me to come and walk you the rest of the way?”

“Nooo, Kiri, stay in bed,” you say, flustered. “I really am almost home. Two minutes tops.”

“Stay with me,” he says, yawning, “‘til you’re inside your apartment, okay?” 

“Okay.” Your heart rate slows. 

As you go about your nighttime routine, Kirishima’s voice the background to your night’s close, you allow the warm feeling you've been holding tightly in your chest to spread. Like this, it's easy to imagine what it would be like if Kirishima were yours to come home to at the end of a long day. What it'd be like to be his. 

[jasethegooberton]

Figured I may as well post some older art

[shortcakezz]

He’s so…. I need him 😔

[foxfracture]

juno getting bullied/harassed at UA and SHINSOU finding out about it

shinsou, who’s so apathetic and restrained and sarcastic, being earnestly concerned and uncontrollably angry

shinsou knowing about what juno’s gone through- the bullying in school all her life, the harassment and isolation from her “family”, the abandonment issues. all of it.

her brushing it off, saying that she’s dealt with this before, it’s nothing new

him getting even angrier at this because he knows, jesus he knows that she’s dealt with this before and it makes him want to kill someone. he’s already promised himself that now that she has people, now that she has him, this shit wouldn’t happen to her again.

[foxfracture]

what started as a casual, lowkey makeout sesh on the couch has quickly escalated (like either of you expected anything else) and now kirishima’s making the smallest, most pathetic noises, grunting and gasping as he grinds into your thigh. the sounds only getting more desperate when you grab and tug on his hair.. he gets so hard whenever you manhandle him lmao