hi neneko here 'M new in here but I spent like, 30 minutes reading and re-reading all your smaus 👉👈 (shame on me) and I'm here to ask☝️
PLEASE im on my período and its like SUUUuPER heavy and pussing me off a toon soo I waned to see a smau of some of BNHA with a like, normal reader who in their period turns into a angry meneace 👹💥
BYE MWAH MWAH - neneko pidão por smaus mwah mwah neneko ama sua escrita
𝐀/𝐍: Yes Yes!! The diva accepts requests!! I’m so glad you like my SMAUs! Trust, I understand the period thing, I was on mine a couple days ago and it was the worst cramps I’ve ever experienced and even days after it’s gone I’m still sitting here experiencing some lower back pain lol so I get it! I added two new characters bc I love them sm!!
SYNOPSIS: you're an idol who just so happened to end up in the hero course, in class 1B! knowing you balance training, academics and stress from all of this, how would your boyfriend react?
NOTE: this one's for the underatted 1b lovers a little draft from before I even started postingg T-T also for the requests I have right, I'm kinda busy but I will be doing them soon when I have the time...xc
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Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu:
- He is very loud about his love for you being an idol, for your determination and most importantly, for you.
- Tetsutetsu tends to make sure you're aware of his love for you, he may not show it physically or...normally, but he has his own little ways.
- Whenever he find anything even a little interesting he'll be running to you like a little kid and showing it off, especially if it reminded him of you.
- He makes sure to act more 'manly and mature' whenever you're watching him especially during hero training, he thinks more when it comes to decisions whenever he's aware of your precense.
- And when you compliment him? Oh man he's already in his steel form to hide his red face; "Y-yeah! Thanks you were really awsome too you know!"
- If someone were to be that type of person who has a million lighsticks waving and screaming, wearing every single piece of wearable merch at a concert while jumping up and down it would be tetsutetsu, that's how far his support for you goes.
- He genuinely doesn't get how you can endure both hero training and idol training simultaneously, to him it's like making a goddess work two jobs.
- So while he acts rash and deals with everything head on, you being there makes a part if him feel complete and he wants to be the person that's always there for you.
Juzo Honenuki:
- The overly respectful one, he wonders how you ever even liked him because he would honestly be okay with you liking anyone in the world as long as you were happy.
- He often likes when you rant or tell stories about being an idol, your experiences and all. He find a safe comfort in your voice and is glad you trust him enough to tell him all of this.
- Is also, VERY reliable. He memorizes your schedule and whenever you have training he makes sure to pack you lunch, your favorite snacks, energy drinks and fills your waterbottle before you can even attempt to do those yourself.
- The main reason he started doing this? He found out that your training is rigorous and very tiring sometimes even beng out on strict diets and often restrict eating kots because of the expectations on an idol , so he likes to make sure you take care of yourself; "Hi, I know your at training right now but I just wanted to remind you to eat after, if not I can cook you something before you arrive back :)"
- He doesn't invite himself into your room unless you'd ask him to. He respects your privacy knowing full well you don't get alot of it because of your occupation and he wants you to know that you have your own personal space.
- And if you do let him in your room, he loves sitting on your bed while he braids or plays with your hair as your telling even more random stories, and yes he learnt how to do many different hairstyles just for you.
- He's just the sweetest and always wants whatever is best for you, will always make sure your alright and we'll taken care of.
Monoma Neito:
- Is very loud and proud about you, would, will and does flaunt and boast about you to 1A.
- Very protective about your fans inside the school, not to mention if it's any guys from their rival section, they'd just get hit with a harsh comment; "Why would she waste her precious time on you? The pride and joy of class 1B wouldn't even want to be near your overconfident asses!"
- During the battle trial he made the whole class agree to not allow you to get touched or caught by 1A no matter what team you end up in.
- Is always and I mean ALWAYS by your side.
- Eating in lunch rush cafeteria? Right beside you. What about helping out with cooking in the dorms? He makes sure you don't get cut or burnt while not knowing anything about cooking either. And during anything joint training oh dear you don't even want to know.
- Is honestly more laid back in the dorms, he would still follow you around but he'd be less loud—more 'if I'm not less than 3 feet away from you I might cry or crash out'.
- Like Juzo, he doesn't force himself into your dorm unless you ask him to, he would try to say stuff to get you to invite him in though.
- He loves your passion in being an idol so much, he buys every single piece of merch released about you and has a whole account related to being your biggest fan.
Shihai Kuroiro:
- He feels he doesn't deserve you, especially when you smile so perfectly in front of him.
- People would think he listens to dark stuff like he looks like he would, but honestly he is very enthusiastic about japanese pop and even more about supporting your music even though your a very well known idol.
- With every small thing you do he'll just be there following you around, if not physically—his eyes would be following you and watch how you somehow do such these normal actions ten times cuter than someone usually does.
- He's really clingy, in private. He has no shame whatsoever and says what he wants to say around you.
- For example you would accidentally bump into him in the dark, he'd whine; "Owchh, my side..only a kiss from whoever did this will fix me-"
- Around your friends however he acts like he doesn't sneak into your room at night, laying while clinging to your waist while you finish up something important on your laptop.
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- And if perchance you weren't there because of training? He would text you non-stop asking how your doing, if everything going well, if you ate properly.
- He's very sweet and supportive about everything. He just want's you to stay happy.
❀ – Summary: Coming home late from patrol to the apartment Kuroiro shares with his close friend Kamakiri is reliving. But what he encounters next is even more satisfying.
Kuroiro couldn't understand the reason WHY he had to move in with his classmate Kamakiri right after the two of them had graduated from Yuuei. Probably because when Kamakiri had gotten an apartment, he wanted to share it with one of his closest friends. Saves rent and gives him company, y'know?
And until then, Kuroiro never saw a single con while living with his best friend! Things were good. Kuroiro did chores just as much Kamakiri did, Kamakiri never got into any arguments despite his often hot temper, Kuroiro knew how to respect the guy's space... Things were going great.
Well, until Kamakiri's girlfriend showed up.
The very first time Kuroiro met her, he was confused. She was so sweet and caring, funny, and so, so pretty too.. What the hell was she doing with a guy like Kamakiri? Why was someone like you doing with someone who was constantly called brutish and loud, a total punk, for all the wrong reasons? You have got to be kidding him.
Soon enough though, Shihai came to understand it.
It happened accidentally at first. Coming into the darkness of the apartment from side kick work late in the middle of the night. Kicking off his shoes at the entrance, body sagging against the cream coloured walls of his shared home. Kuroiro thought that maybe Kamakiri and you might've been asleep, judging by the quietness of the place.
But as he walked closer and closer into the dimly lit apartment towards the rooms, he found the silence to be quite strange.
Usually, one of you would be up by now, either greeting Shihai home or just up and about in the kitchen.. Did the two go to sleep early? That was Kuroiro's immediate thought. Not even thinking about some other things that could've made Shiozaki stay an entire month in church.
Without a second thought, Kuroiro blended into the shadows of the apartment, gliding through the darkness until he reached the familiarity that was his best friend's bedroom, peaking only his face through at first— But what Shihai saw made him stop immediately dead on his tracks.
Kamakiri was laying on his bed from what he could tell, dark cargo pants pushed down to his knees haphazardly. He was thrusting his hips fast and hard into you, who sat straddled on your boyfriend's lap completely nude, bouncing up and down with each harsh thrust up. One of Togaru's pale green hands was wrapped around your face, covering your mouth even as hushed moans and whimpers left your lips quickly, tripping over other noises of pleasure each time Kamakiri's hips met your own.
A violent shiver ran down Shihai's spine at the sight. He was halfway out of one of Kamakiri's walls, but the view before him made Kuroiro immediately take a step back so just his face was left uncovered by the dark.
He had the perfect ability to close his eyes. The great capacity to quickly turn away and walk back to where he was. But Kuroiro couldn't rip his wide white eyes off them. Sure, he knew both of them had sex regularly, if not judging by the apartment's thin walls.. But Shihai never once thought of interrupting the two of you in something so intimate. Nor spying.
But to be able to watch it now? Even if he had walked on them accidentally? He was dreaming.
Shihai's eyes were glued on both of his friends. Watching the scene escalate bit by bit every time a second went by.. Until his ears perked up at Togaru's voice.
"Yeah... Fuck. That's it, baby." Kamakiri said with his usual raspy voice, though much more erotically in this scenario. With his hand wrapped tight around your mouth, you didn't say anything, but you let out a little louder moan as some sort of answer— grinding your hips down a little deeper into him as you felt his long cock graze your cervix every time he came up.
Oh. Oh fuck, Kuroiro could already feel his pants tenting from the sight. Oh fuck, oh shit— was he really gonna watch his best friend fuck his girl just like this? Completely uninvited to something he was sure as hell not supposed to be looking at?
Shihai shouldn't. But he sure as hell wasn't gonna move.
"Fuck! Right there, sweets! Right there!" The hand that held closed your mouth pulled away to hold onto your plush thighs, forcefully angling you back onto a position where your pussy swallowed his dick in just the right way.
With your mouth finally free from it's confines, your head tilted back immediately as a rather deafening moan left your pretty mouth.
"Aah~! 'Garu! Please! Fuck, faster!" Hearing those words fall away from you out of all people had a buzz of excitement shoot through Kuroiro's body directly into his quickly rising length. And he couldn't help but quietly lift a hand to palm himself through his pants amidst the dark.
The sight of you alone had Kuroiro spiraling, sent him into state like he was staring at a beautiful nightsky.. but your voice? Exactly like a siren's call of which he couldn't escape the melody.
He didn't take his wide eyes off them for a single second. Kuroiro felt guilty.. SO guilty. He really should be pulling an U and turn away... But when had an erection of his peaked up this good since high school?
Despite already being a hero (ahem.. side kick), Shihai wouldn't get any actual action. The maximum was locking himself away in his room, turning off all the lights and shutting closed the window's blinds while the only font of luminescence was his beeping monitor— some weird erotica displayed on the screen as his hand violently stroked his length in the dark.
It's true. Kuroiro's way too awkward when he tries to talk to girls, so how was he supposed to get laid? Hell, he even was awkward talking with you about the most simple things! And Lords know he had tried.
To conclude, Shihai deemed his own sexual activity for himself. To the privacy of his room until by some unknown miracle he could get some. Well, he thought that he could only keep it in his room, anyway.
Because now? Now Kuroiro was running a hand up and down his cock as quietly as he could inside his black pants, watching Kamakiri absolutely railing you as soon as he flipped you, your back hitting against the black sheets as the pillows cushioned your head so you wouldn't be continuously hitting it on the headboard— Man, if only Shihai could blend into those sheets..
No. No, that was for some other time (other time??????).
So now he stuck to just watching. Watching the both of you floating through cloud 9 while your moans got louder and your whines got whinier.
Togaru had long since forgotten to cover your mouth. He didn't even remember why he covered it in the first place.. Well, he did. So his roommate next room wouldn't hear. But why couldn't he hear them, huh? Kamakiri had always been one to showoff with pride.
Your moans could only satiate that hunger he gad- Togaru needed you to be louder for him.
"Fuuuck! Louder, doll! C'mon, moan loud and pretty f'me!" Kamakiri leaned down to groan in your ear, rolling his hips in just the right angle from above as it hit your sweet spot like heaven coming down-! And you gave it all to him, arching your back and letting your head roll back against the pillow so prettily as you screamed your angelic noises.
"T-To- Ah~ Togaru, s'too much! Cummin'!"
Shihai tightened his hold on his cock a violent type of much, biting his other free hand desperately as to not let out any noises fall away. He was decently taking advantage of the massive blunder of noise though, stroking just a little louder as his eyes shut closed. He shouldn't be so much into this. Shouldn't even be doing this in the first place— but his orgasm was arriving so quick.. Kuroiro really couldn't stop even if he wanted to back down then.
Kamakiri let out a loud grunt, thrusting his hips faster, harder, desperate to get to his own release sooner than later.
And that he did— letting out an almost completely unintelligible string of curses as he spilled into the thin plastic barrier separating you both. Unfortunately separating you.. It was needed though.
And Kuroiro shared his load off as well almost the same time as his friend's, biting down a bit too hard on his black skin as he kept from moaning too loud out of synch with the sounds coming out of the couple— shooting pearly white cream inside the front of his pants.
The three of you reminisced in the after glow, though one of the parties was unknowingly unwelcomed. The ragged breathing from both you and Togaru were the only sounds that muffled Shihai's own desperate pants, white eyes opening to stare at his friend and his girlfriend..
Yeah. He should absolutely go now. Dipping back into the void of the shadows of the apartment, he left the two lovers to their own devices— guilt and shame already tugging hard at his chest as Kuroiro left to his bedroom.
Togaru, as sweet as he didn't ever claim to be after sex, pulled you gently to his side as he let himself fall to yours with a small groan— pulling the black sheets over both your flaming bodies.
"... Don't you think we were a bit too loud this time?" You asked your boyfriend after some resting time, slightly lifting your head from it's place on Togaru's naked chest to look at him.
"Hm, nah. Shihai can deal with it." He gave you an unbothered shrug of his shoulders, pressing your head back to place as his fingers resumed their soft twirling of your locks of hair in his hand.
"I feel kinda bad though. We probably interrupted his sleep..."
"It's whatever, (Y/N). It's not like he watched us fuck or anything."
He pranks you all the time, just silly pranks like putting salt in your cereal. Nothing to serious but if he ruins something of your such as cereal he will make you more!
He welds you metal flowers with his quirk and says that cringy ass pick up line “my love for you will stop when this flower dies…btw it doesn’t die :)”
He tried making you food, sometimes it’s good sometimes it not- but you pretend to like it no matter what because it makes him happy and if you refuse it he will look dead in your eyes and say “eat it. Please.”
KAIBARA~
He likes gardening, he used his hands as drills in the dirt which makes it really easy to plant them. He asked you to pick out flowers and seeds to plant! He gives you the flowers he plants!
He loves playing with your hair, he loves curling it around his finger when he is bored
Whenever he gets hurt he whines until you kiss it better. You tend to his wounds then wait for you to kiss if
On the same topic he is kind of clumsy he trips over his own feet sometimes- but don’t worry he will be ok as long as you give him a kiss
KAMAKIRI~
He’s scared to kiss you sometimes because of the sharp appendages sticking out of his cheeks, he worries he may cut you. So you normally kiss him instead of him kissing you
He likes it when you compliment his hair, it makes him feel like a bad ass when you do!
He loves bugs so get him anything but relatable and he will be so touched! You also say he reminds you of a mantis, which he doesn’t mind. He’s sometimes insecure abt his looks so it helps!
KUROIRO~
He is like tokoyami, very poetic so he writes you poems sometimes. If you ask him to read them to you he will stammer over the words and blush about it, he is shy when it comes to you~
He scares you in the dark sometimes, like if the power goes out you literally can’t see him so he could jump scare you; “hey y/n” “HOLY SHIT!” “Oh I’m so sorry!”
He giggles like a dumbass, you could pop the most cringe at joke and he laughs like “hehehehehehehehehe” as if it’s actually funny
He acts cool to other people but once you come into the conversation he turns smitten
SHISHIDA~
He lets you brush his fur, he is sometimes to lazy to do it himself so he lets you do it instead
He sometimes thinks he scares you, he knows he looks a little scary because he is a ‘beast’ but he never wants to scare you so he has to make sure you aren’t. “I’m so sorry did I scare you!” “What no? You could never scare me your like a big teddy bear” “oh!”
You call him big boy to tease him, he blushes about it but does like it~ any time you call him that he covers his face with his hands!
SHODA~
He’s such a cutie patootie, he loves being held by you. When cuddling he will inch closer to you until you wrap your arms around him, he would ask but he’s too scared too
He is insecure since he is a little bigger BUT you make sure he does feel loved anyways by complimenting him or saying it doesn’t matter; “don’t you think I’m too big…?” “what? No! Your adorable!!!” He blushes :>
He cares for your wounds everytime, if you have a cut or something he will always disinfect it and bandage it, he also kisses it if he’s feeling brave!
TSUBURABA~
His idea of flirting is blowing you heart shaped bubbles your way with his quirk, if you pop them he sulks in the corner LOL
He literally thinks your a goddess, bro worships you and the ground you walk on, he would tie your shoes for you, or carry your bags whatever you want him to do!
His friends troll on him for liking you so much, he will NOT stop yapping about you.
Play with his hair. He will die if you don’t; “please I’m literally going to cry if you don’t” “Omg fine I’ll play with your hair.”
TETSUTETSU~
He also worships you but 10x harder, he would kiss your feet if you let him- which also means he is very protective of you. He would bark at anybody who tried anything funny with you
He tries flexing his quirk on you by doing dangerous things, most of the time he gets hurt and when you ask “why would you do that?” He says “I just wanted to impress you”
He worries you secretly like kirishima, since they are very similar. You heard him talking to kirishima saying if he ever when after you he would break him. After that you calmed him down and assured you wouldn’t leave him.
FUKIDASHI~
He makes cute little emoticons at you like (*^‿^*) to distract you from the fact that he is a walking thought bubble-
He reads your favorite manga just to impress you by bringing up scenes in stuff, he’s tryna make you think he is cool!
He’s canonically really short so he’s timid with you sometimes because you are much taller but if he uses his quirk right he can at most be 5,3 which ain’t the best either, you convince him that you don’t mind and honestly find it cute
He’s very shy when being romantic if he tries kissing you he mostly strikes out and flashes a sweat drop emoticon before turning away~
HONENUKI~
Out of everyone in that class he is the shyest with his partner, he is also very low in self esteem cuz of it.
He’s very insecure of his looks, he finds his teeth gross and scary, but you hold him and kiss his cheek letting him cry if he wants until he feels better
He’s great at massages, after training he always massages your neck and back! One time he accidentally hurt you and he cried a little over it-
He’s very funny, he’s your little comedian! He tells you silly knock knock jokes just to heard your sweet laugh~
BONDO~
He’s a very awkward boy, he is honestly shocked that he’s dating anyone let alone you. One he’s very socially awkward and looks different. But you asked him out anyway
He stutters sometimes when talking to you about dates or cuddling; “s-s..sure we can cuddle I g-guess.”
He doesn’t talk much, he definitely talks more than koda but he does shy away because he has voice cracks sometimes and it makes him feel stupid, you find it cute tho
MONOMA~
This little shit, he thinks it’s funny copying your quirk just to show you ‘how easy it is’ but most of the time it back fires and he gets hurt
He turns into such a big baby when he’s hurt, he whines like he’s paralyzed and begs you to care for him. “I need to be held it’s the only way I’ll be comfortable! In your arms!” “It’s not that serious. But fine.”
He’s really good at cooking, he makes full course meals and mostly eats it all himself. He saves a little bit for you tho
RIN~
He’s not shy, or awkward with you he’s just kind of…aloof- he sometimes just stared at you with a straight face like 😐 and when you ask what’s wrong he just goes “I’m just looking at your beauty?”
He loves laying in the sun, and watching the clouds n stuff with you, although he does get sun burned sometimes but he doesn’t listen when you tell him to put on sunscreen so he deserves it
He cares for you so hard, he lays blankets on you, he feeds you, he make sure you drink water! He is such a caregiver because he can’t handle if something happeneds to you.
Omg I love them. ANYWAYS ima post another class 1A Post then ima post a haikyuu headcanon I’ve benn workin on
It was well past midnight—2 a.m., to be exact—and you found yourself padding down the hallway, your socks muffling your footsteps against the cool, wooden floor. You weren’t really sure why you were so thirsty tonight, but the dryness in your throat was enough to push you out of bed and toward the common kitchen.
Only the small overhead light in the kitchen was on, casting a dim glow over the countertops and cabinets. It wasn’t bright enough to fully illuminate the space, but it was enough for you to see where you were going—and honestly, you didn’t really need to blind yourself over a cup of water. You let out a small yawn, rubbing your eyes as you reached for a glass from the dish rack. Just as you were about to fill it with water, you heard something.
Well, you thought you did.
A shuffle.
The kind that made the tiny hairs on her arms rise.
Maybe it was your mind playing tricks with you again at this time of night.
You paused, your fingers tightening around the glass. Your logical side told you it was probably one of your classmates unable to sleep as well, maybe someone who had snuck into the kitchen for a late-night snack. It wouldn’t be unusual—you had caught Tsuburaba raiding the common fridge past midnight on more than one occasion.
But then you heard it again.
A whisper of movement.
Closer.
Your breath hitched slightly.
What were the odds that you’d get kidnapped and/or murdered in the dorms of a prestigious hero school—surveilled by cameras and guards with routine shifts?
The kitchen light only stretched so far, and beyond its reach, the hallways were shrouded in darkness. You turned your head slightly, trying to make out a shape in the shadows, but it was nearly impossible. You frowned to yourself.
It’s just one of the others, you reassured yourself, though your grip on the glass didn’t loosen.
Before you could react, a deep voice murmured close—too close—to your ear—
“Couldn’t sleep?”
The response was instinctive and immediate. Your elbow shot back with more force than you intended, landing directly into someone’s side with a solid thud.
There was a sharp intake of breath, followed by a strangled, “Ow—”
You whirled around, your heart still pounding, only to find Kuroiro clutching his ribs, his expression a mix of surprise and pain.
“Oh my god,” you gasped, quickly setting your glass down on the counter. “Shihai!”
He gave a slightly strained chuckle, rubbing at the spot you had just elbowed. “Damn, those reflexes were on point.”
As if you two weren’t supposed to have them when you’re training to become heroes.
“I—” You ignored what he told you as you covered your mouth with both hands. “I thought you were—! You scared me!”
“I said your name,” he pointed out, still grimacing as he leaned against the counter.
“Yeah, right next to my ear in the dark! And that doesn’t help at all,” you huffed, still trying to get your pulse to settle. “Why do you always do this?”
Kuroiro straightened up slightly, giving you a lazy, amused smile despite his pain. Those pearly whites knowing just how to charm you as his dark eyes gleamed even in the dim light. “I just wanted to see you,” he admitted. “And maybe, you know, sneak in a little cuddle…”
“Again, you scared me!”
“You’re the one who almost broke my ribs.” He tilted his head slightly, a sheepish grin forming on his lips. “I just wanted to cuddle with my girlfriend.”
“You startled me. And you know I don’t like it when people sneak up on me in the dark.”
“Yeah, yeah. My bad.” Then, without warning, he leaned in slightly, resting his forehead against your shoulder with an exaggerated sigh. “But in my defense, I thought I’d be smooth this time. Apparently not.”
You rolled your eyes, but you didn’t push him away. Instead, you sighed, your fingers brushing against the sleeve of his hoodie. “You need to stop sneaking around like some horror movie villain,” you mumbled.
“But I am the horror movie villain,” he murmured back. “And you’re my final girl.”
You gave him a flat look. “You’re so weird.”
Kuroiro, still slightly rubbing his sore side, gave you a look of mock betrayal. “I came here for comfort, and instead, I got assaulted and slandered. Talk about cruelty all in one night.”
Taking a step back, you took a good look at him, lightly pressing your fingers against where you had hit him. “Are you okay? I didn’t mean to—”
“I think I might need mouth-to-mouth,” he said, completely straight-faced.
You blinked. Then, you swatted his arm. “Shut up.”
He laughed softly, watching as you turned back to grab your glass of water. As you took a sip, he moved behind you again, loosely wrapping his arms around your waist and resting his chin on your shoulder.
You hummed, though you didn’t push him away. “Shihai.”
“Hmm?”
“You smell like the blanket you cocoon yourself in.”
“Well, just so you know, I was cocooned in it.”
“You’re such a bat,” you teased, laughing.
He chuckled quietly, nuzzling against your shoulder. “And you’re my nightlight.”
You tilted your head back against him. “That was cheesy.”
“Yeah, but you’re smiling.”
“I am. What of it?”
“Nothing.”
They stood like that for a moment, you sipped at your water while Kuroiro just held onto you like a sleepy cat unwilling to let go of its warmth source.
“…Hey?”
“Hm?”
“I really think my side still hurts.”
You frowned and turned—again. “I’m sorry, okay?”
“I might forgive you if you kiss it better.”
You narrowed your eyes at him, then, instead of kissing his ribs, pressed a quick peck to his cheek before stepping back.
“There. Happy?”
Kuroiro blinked, momentarily caught off guard. Then, a slow, lazy grin spread across his face. “I think my side still hurts a little, though.”
“Nuh uh. C’mon, you’re going back to bed before you come up with more excuses.”
He lets you pull him along.
“Only if I get the cuddles I originally came here for.”
You sighed but didn’t argue. After all, it was pretty late.
hello! i was wondering if i could request tokoyami and shihai with a male reader who likes to dress extravagantly (things like ouji and victorian-inspired fashion..)? your blog looks so cool, and i'm excited to see where you go with it :) thank you so much if you decide to write this, by the way!
⋆｡𖦹°‧★ Kuroiro & Tokoyami with a male reader that dresses extravagantly!
Pairings: Shihai Kuroiro, Fumikage Tokoyami x male reader
Warnings: none!
Authors note: Hi! Thank you so much for requesting, and thank you so much for your kind words! You're really sweet❤️ I hope you like the headcanons!!
Shihai Kuroiro
✮ Shihai loves your style! He thinks it's super cool.
✮ He does have trouble complimenting you though.
✮ The most he can manage to tell you is that 'you look great' or if he's feeling really bold 'you look handsome'.
✮ He tries to match your outfits sometimes, although it's rather hard for him to do so, since his clothes are nowhere near as fancy as yours.
✮ Shihai buys you new pieces of clothing whenever he can, if he's lucky enough to find them in the style that you use specifically.
✮ He usually isn't able to find them so he just calls you for help or just ends up dragging you to the mall and letting you choose whatever you want.
✮ He does brag about your super awesome style to his frinds, they're a little annoyed at this point but they don't comment on it.
✮ Do tell him if anyone makes fun of you for your clothes, he'll annoy them to death.
Fumikage Tokoyami
✮ Fumikage also adores your style!
✮ He gifts you cool rings and necklaces that match your outfits. He's quite an expert in choosing them since he owns plenty.
✮ Fumikage has no trouble matching your outfits, he gets really happy if you ask him to do so!
✮ While he doesn't do it often, he does compliment you, Dark Shadow is usually the one that praises you style.
✮ Dark Shadow does tend to go a bit overboard with the compliments though.
✮ He ends up telling you things that Fumikage was too embarrassed to tell you himself.
✮ So the two of them end up fighting (they make up in like 5 minutes though...)
✮ He definitly has no problem in defending you if anyone insults you for the way you dress, he has faced similar things in the past.
You thought this arrangement would be fine when he moved in. He worked at night and you worked in the daytime, you both essentially had the apartment to yourselves. But occasionally, Kuroiro would come home a little early from patrols, finding you were still awake, just barely.
The first time this occurred, he slinked into the dwelling, kicking out of his shoes and hanging his keeps, only to hear faint noises of distress coming from your room. Initially, he was concerned, which drove him to check on you, seeping into the shadows of the dark living room, and coming out in the corner of your room.
However, nothing could have possibly prepared him to find you splayed out on your bed, legs spread towards him, desperately rubbing tight circles the flesh there. His fist tightened at his sides and he choked a bit, holding his palm to his mouth to keep quite. He marvelled at how your hips lifted off the mattress in strained, jerky movements.
You were so close and he waited with baited breath to see you unravel. And when you did, it broke something insider of him. Your quiet, shy roommate developed an obsession with you that would lead him to your bedroom nearly every night, on the off chance he might catch you again.
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Tonight was one such night. Kuroiro slipped into the living room nearly an hour earlier than usual, and to his delight, you'd just begun to softly whimper. But there was one thing that made this instance different. It was how you chanted his name on raggedy breaths. He froze for a moment, thinking you'd actually heard him come in but no. You had no idea he was even off work, let alone home.
Approaching your room, he moved through the shadows, finding you in the same position as always: legs swead wide, bent at the knees, flat on your back. He could hear you much more clearly now, his blood running cold from the quiver in your voice as he curiously drew closer.
"A-Ah, Shihai...!" You whined, dipping your fingers into your core. You never called him by his first name to his face, he thought bitterly. But all this time, you'd been praying it in the dead of night? That did take a good deal of his iritation away. "Y-Yeah, just like that, oh-!"
Kuroiro swallowed dryly, silently slinking closer, almost enough to touch as his hand hovered over your knee. "Y-Yeah, you like that?" He muttered, making you jolt, gluing your thighs together in panic. You couldn't believe he'd caught you, how humiliating! "H-Hey, don't stop on my account..." He soothed, finally setting his hand on your knee, stroking it with his thumb.
"I-I'm so sorry!" You squealed, too embarrassed to realize how badly he wanted you. "I-I'm so gross, oh my gosh!"
"Hey, hey, don't be like that," He cooed, placing his other hand on your other knee, slowly prying them apart. "I'm not mad, promise."
"Y-You're not?" You squeaked, peeking out from your fingers as you covered your face with your hands.
"Nah," He answered softly, pushign your legs apart as far as they'd been before, letting his hands slide down your inner thighs and back up again. "In fact... why don't I give you a hand?"
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Your fists firmly tugged at petwer hair as you writhed benath his touch, breathing soft praises into the still air. Kurioro sat on the floor on his knees, having dragged you to the edge of the bed, his face hiding between your thighs. You were still reeling from behing caught and now here we was, devouring you like a man starved. One of his arms wrapped aroun your thigh to keep you still, and the hand was in his lap, needily jerking to soothe the ache. You tasted so sweet, he just couldn't help himself as he groaned against you, his eyes rolling back as he lost himself.
"S-Shihai..." You whispered and his name in your voice hit him like a truck.
He let out an almost pained groan, dragging his head up, eyes peeking over your public bone, his lips closing around your clit. "Y-Yeah...?"
"I-I'm close..." You warned shyly, almost as if you weren't sure if he'd appreciate you cumming on his face.
"That's good, baby," He rasped, suckling firmly on that bundle of nerves. "Want you to."
"B-But..." You weakly protested, squirming under his attention. "What about you...?"
"I'll get off, don't worry," He pulled back a bit, smiling up at you, his heart swelling at your worry. "Wanna get you off first."
You relented as the feelinging inside your stomach began to subside. After a moment, you spoke up again. "U-Uhm, Shihai?"
He sighed playfully as you interupted him again, just as he stuck his tongue out. "Yeah?"
"C-Can I uhm..." You paused, too shy for your own good. " Can I... h-help you too? A-After?"
He softened a bit at your request, grinning brightly in the moonlight. "Awe, sweet thing, you wanna jerk me off?" You nodded meekly. "'Course you can..." He lowered his head back down, licking a slow, slobbery stripe up the length of your slit. "But first, let's get you there, 'kay?"
Now that he knew what you liked, he brought you back to the edge in no time at all, eagerly pushing you over it with no hesitation. He reveled in how you tugged at his hair, writhing and tossing in bed, thighs trembling under his hands. But far better than that was the way you sobbed for him, so sensitive and shy, singing like a siren at his touch.
The scene was almost too much for him, and he had to sweeze his fingers in a ring at the base of his cock to keep himslef from cumming before you could ever touch him. Nevertheless, he rode you out until you fell still, chest heaving as you struggled to catch your breath. After he was sure you were done, he peppered a few kisses to your oversensitive mound and inner thighs berfore pulling himself up.
"Scoot over, baby," He cooed, pulling back the covers as he walked to the side of the bed, reaching up and pulling his shirt over his head, and pushing his pants down his legs. You shifted over a few inches, too tired to really move and he climbed in beside you, lightly nudging you over further until he was no longer in danger of falling off.
Like puzzle pieces, you immediately clicked together, his arm draped around your shoulder, pulling you close as your cheek rested against his chest. "You still wanna?" He asked softly, noting how exhausted you were. "I don't mind doing it myself."
"I want to," You confirmed, reaching out for his tented boxers before pulling your hand away apprihensively.
"Go ahead, I won't bite." He enoucraged patiently, guiding your hand to his waistband. You obediently dipped your fingers into his boxers, grazing his shaft and he gave an overexaggerated groan to boost your confidence. "A-Ahh, baby..."
Happy with his reaction, you fully reached in, gripping his base and pulling his cock out of his boxers, stroking lazily. He let out a genuine sigh of relief when you finally began really touching him, obsessed with how soft your hands were against his sensiltive flesh. You smiled tiredly at his reaction, milking a pearl of pre from his tip befroe smearing it as far as it would reach. "Ah, fuck..." He groaned, resting his head against yours. "J-Just a little faster baby- yeah, just like that..." His breathes became ragged when you immediately obliged, stroking him a bit faster, pumping him from base to tip each time.
Soon his hand wrapped around yours to guide you into the perfect rythme, mind clouded with nothing but the need for satisfcation. You didn't mind as your wrist had begun to tire from the awkward angle it was at. Whatever he needed to do to get there, you were fine with, you were just happy to help.
In what felt like mere minutes, his breath hitched and he squeezed you tighter, wanting you as close as possible as he used your hand to pump short, jittery strokes near his tip. "Shit, baby, that's perfect, don't stop..." Seconds later, thick white ropse spurted out from betwen your hands, jumping into the air before coating your fingers. He confinued to fist himself, well after his aftershocks had taken over.
For a moment, he just laid there, sitcky hand still wrapped aorund yours. "Shihai...?" You asked worriedly, nuzzling his cheek with yoru head. " You okay...?"
"Better than okay," He smiled groggily. "Think I'm in heaven."
shihai tries to seem sly and mysterious, like he's too tough to be caught off guard by anything. he tries to keep up this act of his as best as he can, but just a smile from you is enough to make him melt.
"d-don't smile at me like that…"
he'll mumble, unable to even look at you, without you noticing his flustered expression.
"a guy like me doesn't deserve your smile!"
that's the lie he'll tell you. he wants you – and himself – to believe that you're too good for him. because if he'd let you know how much he loves that smile of yours and how weak it makes him, you'd start to realize that he isn't as tough as he likes to make you think…
