ami ₊ ⊹

@suniless but better

[pyroami]

ঌ ami | she/her | sae & katsuki ᑉ³ | used to be @suniless don't turn away. don't try to hide.

requests: open post frequency: undetermined fandoms: blue lock, my hero academia, req me for more !

alt blog: @everfallenwings old blog: @suniless

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pyroami 2026

[pyroami]

hii !! wanted to say that I’m in LOVE with your work, plus I love the shinbou theme on your mainnn ^^

as for my request, would you mind doing spiderman!izuku x reader, it’s been an idea stuck in my head for the longest and I wanted to write one myself, but it’s stuck in my drafts 😭

hai! this idea is really cool omg but i was wondering u meant a written fic or an smau? AND TIMESKIP!IZUKU OR JUST IZUKU

i love the idea he would be such an awkward spiderman

[tvkvi]

@pyroami OH IM SORRY FOR NOT CLARIFYING 💔, UHH CAN YOU DO A WRITTEN FIC PLEASE 🥹?? TIMESKIP!IZUKU PREFERABLY, BUT HES IN HIS LIKE EARLY TWENTIES SO HES BASICALLY STILL OUR AWKWARD BOY…

[pyroami]

OOOUUUUUUAAHHHHHHH

NO ITS OKAY I WAS JUST MAKING SURE HE'D BE SO STICKY AND AWKWARD AND CUTE

also thank you so much!! i also lob ur theme its so magical girly ><

wowie i could think of sm spiderman!izuku ideas... him as ur strange, sticky roommate or bf thats always late to dates... he always comes with messy hair and a half blown away bouquet but presses apologetic kisses all over ur face promising he'll do better next time

it pisses you off truly but then you catch some sticky white stuff on his bed and hes forced to tell u LMFAO

THE SPIDERMAN KISS WOULD BE SO RAHHHHH

he would be so shy about pulling down his mask even if its a little but really craves your goodbye kisses

or imagine if support course thingys still existed and u manufacture his suit woaaahhhhhh

[tvkvi]

@pyroami OMG?? YOU LIKE MY THEME?? TYY?? ILY?? THESE IDEAS??

CAN WE BE MOOTS BECAUSE UR GENUINELY SO COOL 🫶🏽🫶🏽

[pyroami]

OFC ITS CARDCAPTOR SAKURA ISN'T IT??

WAHAAAAAATTT NO U ARE OFC WE CAN BE MOOTS

[pyroami]

the lion yearns to write for pro hero katsuki

[pyroami]

hii !! wanted to say that I’m in LOVE with your work, plus I love the shinbou theme on your mainnn ^^

as for my request, would you mind doing spiderman!izuku x reader, it’s been an idea stuck in my head for the longest and I wanted to write one myself, but it’s stuck in my drafts 😭

hai! this idea is really cool omg but i was wondering u meant a written fic or an smau? AND TIMESKIP!IZUKU OR JUST IZUKU

i love the idea he would be such an awkward spiderman

[tvkvi]

@pyroami OH IM SORRY FOR NOT CLARIFYING 💔, UHH CAN YOU DO A WRITTEN FIC PLEASE 🥹?? TIMESKIP!IZUKU PREFERABLY, BUT HES IN HIS LIKE EARLY TWENTIES SO HES BASICALLY STILL OUR AWKWARD BOY…

[pyroami]

OOOUUUUUUAAHHHHHHH

NO ITS OKAY I WAS JUST MAKING SURE HE'D BE SO STICKY AND AWKWARD AND CUTE

also thank you so much!! i also lob ur theme its so magical girly ><

wowie i could think of sm spiderman!izuku ideas... him as ur strange, sticky roommate or bf thats always late to dates... he always comes with messy hair and a half blown away bouquet but presses apologetic kisses all over ur face promising he'll do better next time

it pisses you off truly but then you catch some sticky white stuff on his bed and hes forced to tell u LMFAO

THE SPIDERMAN KISS WOULD BE SO RAHHHHH

he would be so shy about pulling down his mask even if its a little but really craves your goodbye kisses

or imagine if support course thingys still existed and u manufacture his suit woaaahhhhhh

[pyroami]

hii !! wanted to say that I’m in LOVE with your work, plus I love the shinbou theme on your mainnn ^^

as for my request, would you mind doing spiderman!izuku x reader, it’s been an idea stuck in my head for the longest and I wanted to write one myself, but it’s stuck in my drafts 😭

hai! this idea is really cool omg but i was wondering u meant a written fic or an smau? AND TIMESKIP!IZUKU OR JUST IZUKU

i love the idea he would be such an awkward spiderman

[pyroami]

because it ABSOLUTELY is that serious. @g-gulp

[suniless]

IS IT CASUAL?

Or are you trying to spend your life with me?

𝄞 fwb texts with FRAT!SAE ITOSHI

𝄞 contains: no pronouns but i do use 'yes ma'am' and theres a mention of babymaking while reader was drunk, LOTS of suggestive/smutty innuendos and texts, takes place in frat!lock au, think of their uni as a rich international school filled with party animals, reader and sae play in each other's faces, but sae kinda wants them bad, ryusae mention, ryusae x reader implications, aiku, sendou, rin, and shidou mentions, shidou texts at the end, sae is kind of an evil bisexual whore sorry, reader is a bit mean but they mean well

𝄞 A/N: frat!sae is so underated he'd be my FAV toxic nonchalant man ever please eat well readers.

art credits to @rxshido on twt

suniless 2026

[suniless]

DAMN, BABY, I'M A TRAINWRECK, TOO ...

I lose my mind when it comes to you. I take time with the ones I choose. And I don't wanna smile if it ain't from you.

𝄞 pre-relationship texts with KATSUKI BAKUGOU -> (pt. 1)

𝄞 contains: fem!reader, swearing, reader is in bakusquad friendgroup, setting is as UA students, slowburn, subtle cues, prequel of how they started talking in the beginning, real mha events (sports festival, kidnapping), little bit of hurt & comfort, kiri, denki, mina, midoriya, mitsuki, & all might mentions

suniless 2026

[suniless]

AND I AIN'T YOUR GIRLFRIEND ...

But you don't want me to see nobody else. And I don't want you to see nobody.

𝄞 pre-relationship texts with KATSUKI BAKUGOU -> (pt. 2)

𝄞 contains: a whole lotta swearing, reader is in the bakusquad friendgroup, fem!reader, setting is as UA students, slowburn, subtle cues, yes hes ur annoying homeboy, mentions of denki, kirishima, mina, sero, and mitsuki, kirimina and kamijirou mentions, denki STAYS catching strays

𝄞 A/N: this is my first mha post! ik ive js been writing blue lock but i decided to expand my horizons since i recently started watching MHA and im in LOVE. this is very much inspired by @zmbkats's pre-rls texts w bakugou! your post has changed lives.

suniless 2026

[suniless]

𝄞 punk!rin's new tongue piercing? / f!reader / cunnilingus / nipple play / overstim

punk!rin itoshi who's been dodging your kisses and affection for the past two weeks. the only affection you've been getting is back rubs and lingering touches. was he losing interest? you thought endlessly. then one day, he shuts and locks the door to your bedroom without explanation.

punk!rin itoshi who has you beneath him on his bed with the soft light of resident evil 2 burning in the background. the fan whirls as his broad shoulders press onto yours, and his large hand cups your jaw. "sorry," he murmured against your lips, his chaste touch betraying his sinful desire. "lean back. wanna show you something."

punk!rin itoshi, whose full lips trails down your jaw and neck, sucking fervently on your soft skin. "rin," you gasp, "missed this." craning your head for better access, his lips trace over your skin as his fingers linger at your waist. several spiky bracelets adorning his wrists as he pushes your t-shirt up, kneading your soft tits. like he was close to drooling, rin leans down, pressing open-mouth kisses all over your chest. his fingers tracing your nipples, softly pinching the stiff buds at every little gasp.

you've missed him for far too long— head tilting back as his lips wraps around a nipple until—

you shudder at a cold shock of pleasure—a great contrast from his warm tongue. the only touch grounding you is his thumb rubbing at your collarbone. the squirming feeling of metal plaguing you again and again. and he's enjoying this, lips forming a faint smile against your tit.

"fuck—" you sputter as he swirls his barbed tongue around your stiff bud again. "you got a piercing? you didn't even—" you moaned cutely, a particularly hard suck making you shiver. "—you didn't even tell me."

"didn't need to," he huffs out, his breath ghosting your wet bud as switching to the other. "just needed to heal."

punk!rin itoshi who uses his large hand to pin your arms above your head as he sucks and licks your nipples. he needily licked over the sensitive bud as the cold metal sent tremors down your spine before taking it into his warm mouth—his barbed tongue swirling fervently as he sucks. arching your back as you let out little mewls, he pulls away with a wet pop—panting before switching to the other.

punk!rin itoshi who trails his lips down your chest and abdomen as his large hands fondle your tits, desperately squishing at the soft flesh. his hands span across the plushness of your thighs before hooking into the waistband of your shorts, tugging them off. he places little kisses and bites on your inner thighs as your shorts hang over one ankle. peering up at you with those adorable teal eyes, he murmurs. "can i?"

the silver barbell gleams from his tongue as you nod. "please," you start, hiding your face with the back of your hand. "need you s'bad."

rin swallows thickly at your approval, tugging off your panties in newfound neediness. drooling at the sight of your bare pussy, twitching and wet, he presses a thumb to your slit. wetting his skin as the friction sends tremors to your clit. then he licks up, slow and languid, collecting your slick along his tongue.

punk!rin itoshi who can't control himself while eating you out to save his life. growling into your pussy as you squirm against the cold metal of his barbell, he roughly pins your thighs to his bed. ignoring how your hips jerk with each lick over your sensitive clit, he sucks the bud into his mouth. barbed tongue swirling as the sensation hits you again and again—

"rin!" you cry out, fingers interlacing in his dark strands. "t'much!"

he lets out a muffled growl, ignoring how your hips stutter with each fervent suck. his own hips grind into the mattress as he switches between licking and sucking at your clit. then his head tilts down, his tongue plunging deep into your pussy with a soft groan. the cold metal brushes against your gummy walls as warmth pools at your abdomen, twisting into a coil close to snapping.

you pull at his hair after every mewl, but that only seems to egg him further on. he doubles down as his tongue presses deep into your sweet spot, causing your hips to launch off the bed, stammering. "r-rin! i cant!—"

you're close—so goddamn close—and he keeps going, pushing your knees to brush against your chest. "s'good," he whines into you, rutting into the bed. "s'fucking good."

suddenly, his tongue withdraws from your pussy. his lips opt to wrap around your clit once more. the cold metal swirling against the sensitive bud with each harsh suck. the coil snaps as you cry out, the dizzying feeling of cumming on rin's tongue too much for you to handle.

punk!rin itoshi who doesn't stop rutting into the bed, even as you cum. continuing to lick and suck at your clit after each hair pull. "c-can't," you stammer, cut off by a whine.

panting, he murmurs. "one more, hm? you can do it."

and as he presses a soft kiss to your clit before diving in again, you might as well brace yourself to give him one more.

happy new year! first post of 01/01/26

[suniless]

𝄞 how much does sae love you? / f!reader / fluff

you're wasted.

stumbling all over his apartment in a rather casual outfit: a hoodie and sweatpants. cheeks flushed as sae gently grabs your arm to steady you.

"i promise," you slur, hands squishing his cheeks. his gaze is stoic and fixed on you. "i didn't go drinking to mess around." you explain, staring directly into his eyes. "my friend got dumped and-" you hiccup, the scent of alcohol invading his nostrils. "i had to support her."

you place a seemingly friendly hand on his shoulder, as if calling him your pal.

"huh?" sae blinks. "i didn't think you were messing around."

"good." you let out a clipped sigh, before your eyes widen. "that reminds me! i'm so lucky to have you..." you squish your cheek over his chest, hands wrapping around his waist in a warm embrace.

sae blinks again, his arms instinctively encircling your shoulders. "...huh?"

"her ex was a horrible person, i'm just happy you're so amazing..." you murmur into his chest, as if in a dream-like state. "except when you're too engaged with analyzing football games."

he swallows thickly. "studying games is an important priority for m-"

you cut him off immediately by squeezing his waist a little too hard, enticing a cough from him. "you're just so cute, so calm, and so creative too!"

he scoffs, "creative how?"

"your insults." you smile at him.

you then pull away, taking a drunken step back. "i love you thiiiisss much!" you outstretch your arms as wide as you can, giggling like an idiot.

well, she won't remember this by tomorrow. sae thinks, before out stretching his much longer arms. "i love you this much." he mutters, the gesture awkward.

you tilt your head at the sight. "but that's way longer than mine?"

sae shuffles his feet on the floor awkwardly, pursing his lips into a little pout. "that's the point." he says softly. "come on, lets get you washed up." he urges, gently pushing your back to the bathroom.

[suniless]

𝄞 sae's oral fixation / f!reader / filthy smut

it started off innocent— your boyfriend sweetly handfeeding you while yours were busy digging in your purse. sae was never the type for theatrics, but he wasn't cruel enough to deny you the food you were so excited to try. however, the moment your lips brushed against his fingers, something new ignited within him. a crackling fire in the depths of his protected heart.

so when his legs were spread, leaning back against the soft, rich cushioning of his couch, you were straddling his clothed thigh — completely bare waist under.

the best part? he was on a phone call. an important one at that. even so, he made no effort to stop you, his lithe fingers softly rubbing your waist. "you just love to bother me, huh?" sae scoffs at the phone, before deadpanning. "i already told you it's a shit project."

his harsh words blend in with your soft panting, making your mind fuzzy. this is common. you tell yourself, hands steadied at his broad shoulders as you rub your clit over his thigh once more. messing his slacks with your wet slick. he's barely in the mood for anything else.

your lost thoughts hang around as you grind on him, mindlessly trying to get off before you hear the tantalizing click of sae's tongue. "sae, ah—" you pant into his free ear. his brows furrow before his fingers dig into the plush of your ass, "shh, i'm on the phone, love." he whispers against your temple.

but you don't let up. holding him close, grinding faster, and whining louder. "fuck—" you mewl, hips rolling at a desperate pace, his toned thighs sculpting the perfect spot to rub on. "right there!—"

his fingers slip into your mouth, your lips brushing against his knuckles.

"right there?" he hums, his occupied hand moving to slot his phone between his ear and shoulder, coming over to draw precise circles over your throbbing clit. the sensation entices a gasp around his digits before he rubs at the back of your tongue. "told you to be quiet." sae murmurs softly, ignoring your soft gagging. "i-i can't." you whine, muffled by his digits, feeling your core tighten with searing heat.

sae only scoffs, before slipping two long fingers into your aching hole. "you can." he mockingly encourages, his thumb coming over to rub over your clit. "now, where was i?" he absentmindedly mutters into the phone, ignoring the drool pooling at his knuckles. his fingers ramming in and out of you at a brutal pace. obscene squelching fill the room. "the project's shit, your pestering is seriously something, and—"

his fingers curl into a gummy, wet spot, enticing muffled sobs. sae pauses — only momentarily, before a faint smile graces his lips, curling and rubbing up into the same spot. over and over.

your hips jerk, brain too mushy to even right now, and his hand covered in drool. the pooling heat in your tummy snaps, gushing all over his fingers.

you need air. need to breathe, need to kiss him—

until sae's digits pull out of your hole, the emptiness foreign and empty. he quickly uses the pads of his fingers to rub filthily at your clit. it felt completely numbing, yet at the same time — like everything all at once.

you squeal into his shoulder, mouth still occupied as obscene noises permeate the living room. your thoughts are barely coherent, you can process only these words:

"—i'm not joining, so don't call me again."

he pulls out the fingers from your mouth to hang up, brows furrowing at your saliva on his screen.

"hm."

god, he's the furthest thing from sweet. (even though he still hand feeds you all the time.)

[suniless]

𝄞 sae loves eye contact / f!reader / soft smut

sae loved to embarrass you, but not in the way you'd think.

not in the cruel way of a nitpicking, insecure boyfriend. not in the way that made you feel worthless.

he loved to embarrass you by maintaining heavy eye contact at all times. whether that's talking to you, feeding you, undressing you, rubbing your clit, pushing his fingers into you, eating you out, or sliding into you.

foreplay was worse, much worse. swollen lips, dim lighting, fluttering eyelids, and messy hair. your shorts slipped off, only leaving you in your panties. sae was only in a loose pair of grey sweats, hovering above you as his lithe fingers smoothed over your covered pussy, probing at the wet patch of underwear.

"you're wet," sae would whisper against your lips, before pulling away to look down at you. his thumb rubbing over your clit, breath heavier than yours. you stir, squirming in embarrassment as he stared into you. "god, stop staring." but he'd always follow your gaze no matter which way you turned, almost chuckling. "relax, you're pretty."

he would sit back on the bed, thick finger prodding in your bare pussy, teasing your entrance. "just..." you whined impatiently before he cuts you off. "like this?" he pushes a single finger into you, pressing upwards at your spongy walls, gaze never leaving yours. "right there." you mewl, hips bucking into his palm as you hide your face with the back of your hand.

then, you feel his digit pulling away, meeting a lonely emptiness, you whine. he sweetly brushes your hair out of your face, mumbling, "ill only do it if you look at me."

the worst of all was when he kissed over your stomach, your inner thighs, and eventually, your throbbing clit. because sae didn't just stare into your soul every second of the day, he'd also tightly hold your thighs apart to study your pussy, as if he were in a staring contest with it. eyes locked onto your folds, memorizing the shape, colour, and how you reacted to every little touch. you'd groan every time this happens — which is every time he goes down on you. don't worry, he makes up to your annoyance by eating you out like he worshipped you. giving sweet kitten licks at your entrance, at your clit, fervently licking over the sensitive bud before gently sucking it into his mouth; only to stare at you the whole time, sucking harder every time you tried to shy away.

finally, sae would curl his cold fingers around your chin, heavy-lidded gaze pouring into yours as he pushed the tip of his pretty dick inside you. softly exhaling, breathing, and cocking a brow when you squirmed. "just wanna see you." he'd whisper in a shaky breath.

but since he made you cum so many times before finally slipping inside you, you felt too hazy to feel anymore embarrassment. instead relishing the feeling of him mushing your pussy, muttering sweet praises as you held him close.

"s'good, sae. gonna cum."

"open your eyes then, love."

sae loved to embarrass you, and you loved every second of it.

[everfallenwings]

.ೃ࿐ kamisama + kaiser ! -> female reader

michael kaiser had never once felt this low in his life.

he was a cold-blooded killer, a force to be reckoned with, an emperor. reigning from the foreign shackles of misfortune, the moment micheal kaiser picked up a sword, every spirit and human knew he would burn the world if it meant to change his fate—to call his success his.

and it was his; blood was shed, and destiny shifted. michael kaiser was an emperor amongst the spirit-world, and the mere mention of his name would make your blood run cold. in fact, even his eyes tell the same story—demon-like, azure crescents among his angel-like face. the concoction of pure and evil, beautiful and ugly, and to harm and heal made kaiser who he was; the closest thing to a god.

so, if that were true, why was the yokai on his knees, bowing down to a human?

bowing down to you.

when rumours of a young human girl becoming land god of a well-known shrine circulated in the spirit world, kaiser had to check it out himself. his full intention was to laugh at your piteous whining of not being able to take the duties of a real god, not knowing his habit of bullying the weak would bite him in the ass hard.

so there the yokai sat atop a tree branch, watching your poor fingers clawing into another branch as you hung. “the shrine spirits said you’d help, kaiser!— oh, will you? she’s going to kill me!” you huffed, an ivory palm sitting underneath his cheek as he smirked, blue eyes squinting in amusement. “oh, did they?” the blonde coos, peering at the starving yokai quickly climbing the tree, “beg for your life and perhaps i will.” he slowly adjusts his black and red yukata with a huge grin plastered on his face.

you narrow your eyes, choosing silence against the spirit. “really, i keep my promises, human. just say ‘please kaiser, save me and my foolish life!’ and i’ll help you.” kaiser laughs, the azure tips of his hair twinkling in the moonlight. “and why would i do that?! you’re just a spirit, not a god.” you counter, furrowing your brows as his gaze grew annoyed. “i am a god, girl. and if i’m ‘just a spirit’, why do you need my help so bad?” he questions, tilting his head.

a sacred word binding grants the host the ability to order their familiar to any and every request, only sealed with a kiss.

you could feel your blood boiling; a god? there was no way this was the jerk controlling the underworld at the tips of his pristine, lithe fingers. the shrine spirits told you all about it—the tales, revenge, and true torture he put every spirit through. you grab kaiser's ankle as the yokai finally reaches the top of the tree, pulling him down with you.

his face contorts into surprise, then disgust. "you foolish human—all you had to do was say a few words, and now your pride is going to cost your life." he reprimands, yukata flowing along the winds, along with his silky, blue-tipped hair. "tell me this, kaiser." you spat, an uncharacteristic smile planted on your face as the two of you tumbled down severe winds. "how does it feel like being a land-god's new familiar?"

deep azure eyes widen like never before, revealing the prominent streaks of red adorning the crease of his eyes. "you—"

and all it took for a deadly emperor, incapable of change or obedience to be completely at your mercy, was a sweet kiss on the lips. dainty hands cupping ivory cheeks, along with soft lips crashing onto his own. michael kaiser had never felt this low in his entire life, he feels as if the air had been sucked dry from his lungs.

"okay, then. save me, mihya." you pull away, whispering against his cheek.

as the former god of the underworld slashes the yokai after you to bits without a word, his arms pull you into him, providing a safe landing from all the turbulence.

and he's never felt sicker in his life.

[everfallenwings]

found family; with sae itoshi -> female reader

imagine volunteering at japan's u20 working a small job but unintentionally becoming friends with SAE ITOSHI... no, not having the usual equal respect and companionship, or expectant friends to lovers. you're the same age as his little brother, so he oddly treats you like a little sister. the weird thing? he's so nonchalant about it.

"excuse me, but they're confirming if you wanted a red or white zip up again..." twiddling with your fingers softly before pointing to your pushy bosses, you seem to be making good friends with the floor while speaking to a famous, pro-league, good-looking but mean soccer player (sae itoshi). your classmates were all practically screaming at how lucky you were to secure volunteer service in professional sports, in professional soccer. i mean, the card collecter boys in your class were practically feining, asking you for autographs and other stupid favours. maybe you could ask for a picture, yeah—you were definitely going to ask sae itoshi for a picture, but that thought was soon dispersed at the man's dismisive tone. "white is fine," the midfielder curtly replies, with a straight face and one hand planted on the side of his hip. "how old are you?" he looks down at you with the world's most unreadable gaze and ridiculously long lower lashes, "sixteen." you reply, finally facing him. "oh," sae dryly responds, that bored look in his eyes in never, "you're about the same age as my little brother."

oh!

"[name], come here." sae itoshi murmurs, laying flat on the floor in the middle of the training center, you look around the empty facility at five in the morning, confirming if he was even POSSIBLY speaking to you again. "yeah?" he tuts on the floor, lifting a muscled leg in your field of vision, "i need help stretching, pull on my leg."

your eyes scan hesitantly over the dangling cleat, before your hands lock around his ankle, attempting to pull and soothe his strange stretching, though definitely failing. why was the midfielder so heavy? he wasn't even trying to make this easier by at least slightly lifting himself. "you're bad at this, not even lukewarm." he'd say, though his tone didn't show any real frustation or intended offense. instead, cerulean eyes blow open when you pull a little too hard and hear something crack that most likely wasn't supposed to.

on other days, he'd pat your head and buy you a popsicle, two for the price of one was a better deal, anyway.

and on the day of japan's u20 verus blue lock's eleven, when RIN ITOSHI's piercing gaze catches the melting popsicle clutched in your hand and sae handing you a napkin, he freezes. his gaze softens in a way that doesn't melt away at the icy chambers of his heart, but instead softens and melts it wholly intead. that day, you were genuinely bewildered and confused that blue lock's number one gave you more dirty looks that day than any actual player on the field.

"your brother is scary," you mutter, causing the taller midfielder beside you perk up in interest. "he kept giving me death glares." sae rolls his eyes at the thought, "maybe he likes you, i dunno. he's in his rebillious phase." it truly made you, at your adolescent age, realise that sae itoshi's head was entirely hollow when not thinking about football. buuut, he buys you ice cream, so who really cares?

-> series masterlist

[pyroami]

how writing 3k+ word fanfictions sound to beautiful, intelligent, and successful girls during exam season ˙𐃷˙

[pyroami]

shall i introduce the great shift from @suniless to here...?