Sub Tamaki

Only Me

summary : sukuna destroys everything you love except one thing

recommended songs : emperor's clothing by ptad

gender : gender neutral

This was something anyone could have predicted, and anyone could have seen it coming. Why didn’t you? Why couldn’t you see how terrifying he truly was? It was because you imagined a story where Sukuna wasn’t so bad, where he helped Yuji along with you and the other sorcerers.

But that wasn’t who Sukuna was. He was a ruthless king who slaughtered and murdered millions of people and children. Someone who killed off thousands of people in less than two minutes as he smiled. He enjoyed it all.

“The only thing you can love,” Sukuna circled you as you were trapped inside his domain. Standing in the water that went up to your ankles and standing in the red glow of his realm.

You felt small in such an expansive and empty place. Sukuna smirked, enjoying seeing how weak you looked and how powerless you felt. He had complete and total control over you now, and he knew that you understood this.

You sank to the floor, dropping on your knees as your hands started to feel painfully numb. Your eyes were glassy. Your heart felt as if it had been slowly and intimately torn from your chest and crushed in front of your eyes.

Your body wasn’t able to move, your mind couldn’t process any new information, and your eyes weren’t focused on anything. Sukuna stopped circling in front of you and grazed one of his fingers across your cheek. Staring deep into your eyes as a tear rolled down your cheek as you made no noise. Your face wasn’t screwed up with pain. Your body wasn’t shaking.

You weren’t letting out cries of agony and sorrow. You were just feeling the hurt creep into your heart. It infected your core like a disease and spread through every inch of your body until you appeared to be drowning in despair. Nothing had ever felt this wrong before. Nothing had ever hurt this much before.

Sukuna’s smirk deepened as he leaned in close to your face. He whispered into your ear. His voice smooth, it was bewitching, and his breath was steamy against the side of your face as he spoke. You could hear the superiority he felt through his words.

“is me.”

He put a finger under your chin and hovered his lips above yours. The twisted, slight grin still present on his lips as you could do nothing. Nothing but stay still as you remained in your helpless state. “Now, beg for my love in return.”

Its 12:58 am and all that is coming to my mind is kangaroo hybrid!simon and please tell me I'm not the only one, he stands at a height way above a normal human range almost 7'0, he's jacked unnaturally so, claws as sharp as a knife, has an aura so intimidating that he wards off the most apex of predators. He has those jagged scars on his chest, one across his forehead till his snoot, he's roughed up, raggedy, scary but he has this hunger for you, a female, easy to catch, hard to mate, dreams of your sweet cunt under that tail, he's simply drooling at the thought of how those soft and gummy walls will feel around his Shaft, as he drills into you in the open wild letting everyone in the damn troops know who you belong to, who he belongs to. He can't wait to see you knocked up with his babe, can't wait to see his offspring in your pouch being nurtured by his sweet mum. This mating season best believe he's going to fight and kill anyone that comes in between his darling and the beast himself.

ua traitor

Y/N's quirk: Blood manipulation How it works: You can control someone's blood by just looking at them just like Shouta. You can control your own blood as well, With your quirk you can manipulate your blood into an object or just wings (So you're like momo), Your quirk was rare, You never seen anybody with it before.

Past: "What a disgusting quirk you have." Your mother say's. You were happy with your quirk tbh but you end up growing up hating it. "Your quirk is for a villain" one of your "friends" said, "You're quirk is scary, get away from me!!" The other says, "You'll never be a hero with that quirk." You heard someone. 'Why does everything have to be about quirks? If we haven't had quirks, would it change the world?' You thought to yourself. As 3 years past, You're now 8,You were bullied at school just because of your quirk. It was a normal day of school, school is nearly done, you were tired of the $h!ts that have been happening. "Hey you little piece of crap!" You heard behind your back as you turned around to see your bullies. Of course, one of them were kacchan, Katsuki Bakugou. The future number 1 hero, yeah right. You thought. Kacchan was fast enough to quickly grab you by the collar of your shirt, you weren't here for some $h!tty beat up again this time. The thought about ending their lives made you happy, a smirk came on your face. "what are you smirking for, huh?!" Kacchan said yelling. "To end you~" you eyes turn bright red using your quirk to make a knife with your blood and $tabbing him in his stomach. He felt a painful shock in his stomach, He looks down and coughs out blood. He lets you go and starts yelling in pain like never before. 'Is this the end?' You thought 'will it be all over?!' You smiled while chuckling. You heard footsteps in the hallway, you turned around to see a girl at your age with blonde hair with 2 buns and with yellowish/goldish marble eyes. 'Maybe she can help me' you though. Of course you knew her, she was one of your classmates. Her name was Toga, Himiko Toga. Tbh, You weren't really friends with her but you guys talk once a while. You heard a teacher coming which makes you run the different direction that was the teacher and gradded Toga by the arm.

In an allyway "Why did you do that?" Toga asked "why wouldn't I, you never did anything bad to me so you don't deserve to get caught and get arrested." You looked at her and you see her eyes widen and blushing a bit. But behind toga, You saw someone with blueish and white hair and has some skincare problems- You pulled Toga behind you to protect her from the stranger. "No need to be scared, I'm just trying to ask you a few questions" he said with a soft smile. "What do you want from us?" You ask. "Join me, We'll make this world even better than it is by destroying it!" He said showing his face out of the shadows that were hiding his face. 'Destroy the world?' you thought 'Destroy....Destroy...DESTROY THE WORLD' the word made you happy even the thought about destroying the world made you even jump in joy. "So, Will you join me and help me fix this world." He said. "Well of course, I wouldn't miss this..~"

all credits to @worstkarma on youtube

i repeat this is not my story

why are all your posts such a banger???

konig pathetically kneeling at your feet, his arms securely wrapped around your thighs and his head laying against your lower stomach. pretty icy blue eyes looking up to you with the most puppy like expression every here and there. why won't you give in and let him have a taste of that sweet cunt, honey?

i watched a video of unexplainable reddit theories and i'm so scared rn its literally 11:48 pm and i'm blasting hanuman chalisa so loud

oml dont be sorryyy, the quote just hits so ughh 🤭🤭🤭

Please don't go to a place where I can't follow. Please don't ever empty your place in my heart.

BRO.....

a cat boy is a human(male) x cat hybrid

wip?

ooh, I’m actually thinking about closing my requests.

two shoto prompt requests.

cat!boy dabi (the fuck is a catboy omg I have no idea pls explain.)

Sweetheart sequel (oneshot)

Sugar daddy!shoto (maybe hc’s)

Soft bf!shoto drabble

Dragon king bakugou (drabble)

Jealous shoto (oneshot)

yaoyorozu!reader x soft!yan!shouto (drabble)

dancing in the rain

pov : you and kirishima make a silly decision of dancing in the rain and you make force bakugou dance too

A cool breeze fans against the heat of your skin, warm from the intense exchange of dancing and conversation from the ballroom floor inside.

The heavy patter of rain is accompanied by a bout of cheerful laughter and a series of playful splashes of water trailing away from the door.

“Come on y/n! Come join me!” Eyes full of light and his teeth pulled together into a shiny grin, Kirishima calls out to you from the middle of the venue parking lot, completely drenched from his brilliant red hair to his shiny, black shoes.

Under the protection of the entryway awning, Bakugo folds his arms in judgement. “Tch, shitty hair, this is a stupid idea! Get back here!” You cautiously inspect the long hem of your dress and your sparky, heeled shoes. Even under a shelter from the rain, a puddle forms around your toes, growing steadily from the downpour.

“You’re not thinking of joining that idiot, are you?” Bakugo asks, turning to you. You find yourself smiling as Kirishima does a celebratory spin, arms spread wide to the will of the sky above him. Bakugo’s distaste slips your mind, as you hurriedly slip off your shoes and bolt from the dry entryway.

“Sorry Bakugo!” You call out behind you, the first trickles of rain splashing against your skin. “Dumbass! Not you too!” He spits in frustration. Fabric gathered in your hands, concrete rough against your bare toes, Kirishima’s bright smile drives you forward. The scent of earth and air fills your lungs, fueling your burst of adrenaline. Your eyes meet and he pauses, opening his arms to catch you.

You collide into his rain-soaked suit jacket with an elated gasp, his presence crushing you affectionately as he pulls you into the safety of his arms. “You’re crazy Kiri.” You breathe into his shoulder. “Does that make you crazy for joining me?” He teases, earning him a playful smirk and a gentle punch to his chest.

“You idiots. Making me come out here in the damned rain!” You both turn in pleasant surprise to your explosive friend, a pinch in his brow and his hands stuffed stubbornly into his pockets. His heavy footsteps disrupt the puddles across the tarmac as he storms over to you.

“Hey man! You changed your mind?” Tucked comfortably into his side, you could feel the joy radiate from Kirishima’s chest. Bakugo grumbles dismissively. “sOmEoNE needs to watch you two… And it’s not like the rain’s gonna kill me, it’s just not fuckin necessary you morons!” A spurt of laughter escapes you at the sight of Bakugo’s notable annoyance yet, very attentive gesture to join you.

“C’mere bro.” Kiri wraps a welcoming arm around him, pulling you all together. You breathe in the comfort of their closeness. “We were all so busy in there, I didn’t get a chance to dance with you guys.” Kiri looks up at you both sheepishly. “Uh, I was wondering, if it’s not too late, could we dance now?” Bakugo sighs, pulling away a little and motioning to downpour around you. “You really wanna dance in the rain shitty hair? Not inside?”

“C’mon Bakugo, it’ll be fun, just the three of us.” You smile, your eyes catching a section of his hair folded across his forehead. You tenderly brush it away from his face, raking it over his hairline, soaking wet from the rain. “We just want to spend some time with you tonight.” Your touch and your comment make him flinch a little from embarrassment. His cheeks begin to flush a gentle pink, flustered from the openly intimate affection.

His expression furrows thoughtfully as Kirishima reaches for his hand. “C’mere man, it’s our prom night, can your prom dates get one dance with you?” He asks with a warm smile. Tilting his head to the sky, letting the unease trickle off the sides of jaw, Bakugo reciprocates the gesture, pulling Kirishima away from the curb.

As he storms off through the rain once again, his head turns over his shoulder and his eyes home in on your giddy expression. “Don’t get too ansty y/n, wait your turn.” Kirishima turns to you despite being dragged behind in Bakugo’s wake. “You’re up next y/n! Can’t leave here tonight without dancing with you.” “Ugh, fine, but I get her after! Best for last!” Bakugo barks in dispute. Kirishima runs a hand through his drenched bangs in compliance. “Yeah yeah, whatever you say- wait, best for last? What, are YOU the best or is she?” Bakugo pauses, before shoving Kirishima awa“I’m not gonna answer that! Just shut up and dance with me shitty hair!” Sitting on the curb nearby, you giggle at their friendly squabble, feeling a swell in your heart as you watch your dates dance together under the cool, calming trickle of the rain

so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god