When your dead friend teleported you somewhere outside the war
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When your dead friend teleported you somewhere outside the war
why they posted up like a 70âs album cover đđđđ
Shirakumo the only normal one
âšHappy New Year âš
some doodles of the best character in bnha fight me
If the Sun was a man - it'd be him. (Yeah, I headcanon dimples for Hizashi cmon, he's so handsome)
hizashi: mi ship đ
Mic doodle đ€€đ€€đ€€ I LOVE HIM SO MUCH!!!
Hizashi loves his freaky partner
đŁČ mdni (18+), gn!reader, biting, mentions of blood play/knife play
- Hizashi has a⊠reputation. Heâs loud, annoying and does not care what people think about him. You however? Youâre soft spoken, all smiles and kind words, and youâd never hurt a fly. In the publicâs eyes at least...
‷ Youâre the most physical partner heâs ever had. You love to cling to him, and sometimes when holding him isnât enough you bite or dig your nails into his arm. You never figured out if it was a weird form of cuteness aggression or if you just so desperately needed to be with him. He doesnât care, heâs put up with so much physical combat that your nails barely digging into his arms doesnât phase him.
- Hizashi is so eager for anything. Heâs easy when it comes to you. Smile at him? Heâs on his knees. Too tired to cook? Heâs on it. Ask him to cut off a strand of his hair so you can keep it in your locket? Heâs got the scissors.
- Once Hizashi showed up to work with a bite mark on his forearm. His skin was bruised and the teeth marks had left prints that refused to fade. Students pestered him all day, eager to know if it was a villain whoâd do something so depraved as to bite him as a last resort.
‷ The night before you were straddling Hizashiâs lap, lips wrapped around his forearm as you sunk your teeth into his skin. He sat willingly under you, a grin on his own lips as he bucked up into you, grinding his hard cock against you as you bit down even harder.
- Gets off when you whisper oddly threatening things into his ear, your panties shoved in his mouth to keep him as quiet as possible as you pumped his cock. âMm, youâre so warm, Zashi. I wanna live in your skin, wanna watch you jerk off through your own eyes as you think of me.â Or âyouâll never leave me, baby. Never never never.â All said in that sweet tone that makes him throb in your hand.
- You asked him once if heâd ever carve his name into your skin. He laughed at the time thinking it was a joke. And then you wriggled off your pants and pointed to a spot on your thigh, right below your pantie line on a particularly plush area. You spelt his name with your finger, the tip of your nail swirling around your skin until you got to your inner thigh.
‷ He would never in a million years think of hurting you, but he certainly entertained the thought for your pleasure. His voice was loud in your ears as he fucked into you, his palm pressed right against that spot you picked out. âRight here, Babydoll? Mmhm that would look good, wouldnât it? Youâd want me to press my thumb into it, wouldnât ya? Feel those fresh cuts gush around my thumb like youâre doinâ around my cock?â He grunted, chest vibrating with each filthy, bloody thought.
- You have a habit of daydreaming scenarios, and Hizashi loves to make you explain them as he eats you out. Most of them are normal. A âkitchen sexâ here and a âmaybe in the showerâ there. But sometimes heâll force a dark one out of you. Heâll pinch your clit, his mustache glimmering with your juices as he asks you to repeat your thought. âT-the alleywayââ youâd gasp out, body slick with sweat. âM-my knees would be scraped raw and youâ you would have my hands cuffed behind my back and youâdâ f-fuck meâ not caring how uncomfortable I w-wasââ
- Despite how aggressive some of your interests are Hizashi never makes you feel dirty for it. He kisses your cheeks and holds you and cherishes you, cleaning you up and praising you as if you werenât the one who dug your nails into his back or bit him till you tasted blood. He loves every little part of you.