The Floor Is Lava!

the floor is lava!

bsd boys + reader

*all of these are optional romantic/platonic, except for Kenji, who is strictly platonic*

wc : 0.7k

a/n : quick little fun post while I work on my other shit- was missin the bsd content <3

obey me ver. |

It was a quiet rainy day, and everyone was minding their own business (for once). Nothing could’ve possibly ruined the relaxing silence…

“THE FLOOR IS LAVA!” 

Armed Detective Agency 

Before you even have a chance to move, Dazai is jumping straight up, entire body weight and all four spangly limbs, right into your arms. Whether you can actually hold him up- or you both end up eating the floor - he’ll insist that you’re his knight in shining armor and you simply must hold him

Atsushi, on the other hand, will waste no time before swooping you off your feet, even if it means he has to stand in the ‘lava’ himself. He’d absolutely fucking sprint to you and grab you if he needed to because he is a gentleman 

And of course, to no one’s surprise, Ranpo was the one who shouted it. He already had his ass parked on top of his desk, snacks surrounding him- though he’ll make room for you to hop up if you hurry (and will share his snacks if you trip someone on their way to safety) 

In typical Kunikida fashion, he’s there to wave around his notebook and demand everyone quit playing games and get back to work. Even so, he’ll easily catch you when you jump at him, cause I mean..he wasn’t just gonna let you fall [in lava]

Fukuzawa doesn’t exactly understand, so he’ll stand and watch everyone else scramble around. He’ll also help you climb on top of a desk (with eyes crinkled at the corners in amusement)

Having never played before, Kenji will also just stand around until you grab his hand and pull him towards the couch. A quick ‘hurry!’ from you and he’s laughing and jumping on the cushions with you, listening intently when you explain the game 

Junichiro tries to climb on your chair with you, whining when you place your foot on his chest to stop him. Surprisingly, he’ll just pick you up quickly before sitting down in your spot, curling his arms around you with a huff while you guys try to keep balance on one another, keeping your feet off the ground 

Port Mafia 

Chuuya would like to say he’s all cool and suave about it, but the second he processes those words, he’s activating his ability and floating over to grab you up off the floor too. He’ll hold you over his shoulder so the two of you can throw shit at everyone else scrambling around (while hovering mockingly above their heads) 

As usual, Akutagawa is stoned face while he remains unmoving from his seat. He’ll only blink when you hop on his lap, begrudgingly choosing to entertain your antics when you insist he pull his feet off the floor. And while he isn’t necessarily playing, he will knock others off their high spots with Rashomon 

Amusing as it is, Mori has no desire to participate himself. Elise is absolutely playing (as she’s the one who shouted it), so she’ll quickly shove him off his seat and beckon you over to come sit with her. He’ll pout as you laugh, not necessarily liking that he’s the only one remaining on the floor 

Tachihara is shoving you out of the way, no fucks given, because damnit- the floor is lava! Though if you stay where he pushed you, arms crossed and fake upset expression, he’ll reach out and drag you on the crate with him

Decay of Angels 

Fyodor will simply raise an eyebrow, looking up from his book to watch everyone fumble over themselves. When you attach yourself to the back of his chair, though, he chuckles in amusement and invests his entire attention to watching you bat away Nikolai from pushing you into the ‘lava’. He’ll offer up his seat after a while if you’re still playing 

[After being told what the game is beforehand] Sigma, still a bit hesitant, will tug on your hand and ask if you wanna share the table with him. He’ll gladly watch everyone else as they play, but if you ask, he’s happy to help you sabotage them too 

Without question, Nikolai is the one who shouted it. He’ll eagerly shove a chair your way, placing his own a few feet beside it. Entirely ignoring the chaos he’s created, Nik now busies himself with going back and forth with you, trying to knock each other off your chairs- and he will use his ability to try and cheat

put the clown down and give me the sanji fics

What about a shorts featuring your fave Kimetsu No Yaiba teacher?

But make it Professor X Student

Tengen's unmaried here so it'll be less complicated than it already is XD Also, Reader here is 22 and Tengen is 30.

𝓜𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽

𝑺𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒂𝒍 𝑪𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒔

𝐊𝐲𝐨𝐣𝐮𝐫𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐨𝐤𝐮 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 | 𝐓𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐧 𝐔𝐳𝐮𝐢 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 | 𝐆𝐢𝐲𝐮 𝐓𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐨𝐤𝐚 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 | 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐳𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐰𝐚 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧

Content Warnings: ProfessorXStudent/Age Gap/Suggestive/Curse Words/Matured Content/18+/Sexually Explicit

Minors DNI.

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(Images are not mine, credits to the rightful owner)

🌸𝑻𝒆𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒏 𝑼𝒛𝒖𝒊🌸

"Sensei, are you here?"

You knocked at the door of his art room with your chest pounding. Bringing the art materials back to his art room isn't something that you always do. It's Zenitsu's usual task as he is the Art Club president, but he's absent, so you have no choice. It's not that you didn't like it; it's just that Tengen is crazy.

He's the kind of professor whose mood changes a lot. Oh well, he says he needs that to make his art flashier. And that's not it...

He was one of your junior high teachers before he disappeared, and now he's here at your university as your art professor. But as far as you know, he isn't aware of that. Of course, he had taught so many students.

No words came from inside the room, so you opened the door and were flabbergasted with what you saw.

Nope, not the one you're thinking about right now.

Tengen was there, sitting in his chair with his eyes focused on what he was painting. There and then, you felt your cheeks grow hot, even if his room was very cold. He still hadn't noticed your presence, so you remained in your position, watching how elegantly his hand moved while painting.

You were shocked to notice that your heartbeat had accelerated. All your life, you had just seen Tengen as an art teacher; that's it. But he aged like fine wine, and now you felt yourself being drawn more to him.

But you can't just stare at him all day; you still need to head home. You believe that almost all of your classmates are at home right now, sipping tea or doing their homework. You need to rest too.

So, you cleared your throat, and that made Tengen look up, meeting your eyes.

"Sensei, I just came here to bring this back. Agatsuma-san's not around. No worries; I checked everything, and it's all complete."

"Uh, okay." He said this, standing from his seat to stretch his back. Gosh, he's tall, and that made you realise how small you are. You placed the box on his other table and were about to go when he spoke up.

"You've really changed a lot, Y/L/N-chan."

You looked back at him and saw him beside you this time. Tengen surely moves faster than you can imagine. You were surprised to know that he still remembers. You gulped and stood straight, facing him.

"Hmm, as far as I can remember, you were at this height before." He said, pointing at his elbows. You frowned and crossed your arms at him. No, I'm not!"

"And still as hot-headed as always!"

You rolled your eyes and were about to go when he suddenly handed you a paintbrush. "I hope you still paint like before, though. I would love to see your flashy creations again!" He said it with a smile that completely erased the annoyance that you felt because of his teasing.

"Thank you, sensei!" You bowed and ran out of his art room, making sure that he wouldn't see how red you were right now.

He remembers. You were his favourite student back then, so of course he will.

--

A few days passed, and all you could think of was Tengen and that moment. You always brought the brush that he gave you and even tried painting with it. But then, you're still too shy to show him your creations. You're not the junior high student who would often run to him and say,

"Sensei, look! I drew mountains!"

"Sensei! I learned a new shading technique!"

"Sensei! I sketched you!"

You stopped in your tracks when you remembered that somewhere in your sketchbook that you always bring as well, his image is immortalised as your creation. You were always fascinated with his fuchsia eyes and their flashiness, and that's one of the reasons why you loved art back then as well. You idolised your teacher too much.

"Oh! Y/L/N-chan! You're here!"

Tengen's voice surprised you, and you turned to see him standing behind you, wearing a dark-coloured haori over his shirt instead of his usual hoodie. His hair was not styled right now, but he still looked amazing. Why in the world would he find you this easy? The campus was big, but still, he's here again.

You composed yourself and smiled at him and his best friend, the history professor, Kyojuro Rengoku. "Good day, Tengen-sensei, Rengoku-sensei."

"I told you, Kyo, she was one of the best students back then!"

You blushed as he boasted about you to his friend. "No, I'm not! Don't believe him, Rengoku-sensei."

"Why not? You were my little apprentice back then! You even wanted special art classes, remember?"

You blushed more at what he was saying. Yes, you wanted special classes from him before, but today's different.

"It's actually great to know Tengen-san! But I think I have to go and leave you two! It's nice meeting you, Y/L/N-san!"

Kyojuro walked away, leaving you with a smiling Tengen. You looked away. "What's up, Y/L/N-chan?" He asked with a low voice.

"Good."

"Still mad 'cause I teased you the last time? HAHA! I don't know how you can resist my flashiness!"

You rolled your eyes and pouted. "What do you need, sensei?"

"Hmm, nothing earlier, but now that you asked, I want you to be my model."

"What?"

"Uhh, be my model?"

"Paint me like one of your French girls. Sensei! I heard that from somewhere! Can you also do it for me?"

"No." As a flashback of the innocent you asking Tengen to paint you like one of his French girls came back in your memory, you quickly declined the offer. God, I was such an idiot back then!

"That's sad. Okay then!"

Tengen walked past you with a sudden, serious look that made you rethink what you had said. He was your mentor before, and honestly, right now, you want to see him look at you the way he looked at his painting back in the art room at that time.

"Tengen-sensei!" You called, and your professor stopped walking but didn't face you or answer. "Sensei sorry, I'll be your model."

He faced you with a smile and said, "Knew it! My flashiness would still work on you! I'll meet you later at my gallery around 8 p.m. I know you know the place. You always visit me there when you're still a young kiddo!"

"Ugh! Stop with the reminiscing, sensei. Just paint me... I mean, let's just get this over with."

You walked past him this time, but you swear that when you said, "Just paint me..." there was a sudden change in his expression, as if a memory had been unlocked. You don't want to dive into it more, but you also want to know if those core memories still visit him.

Your class ended early, so you headed home directly, preparing to meet your art professor later. Yes, the conversation would be about art and other stuff, but a small part of you desires his attention, so you wear your most beautiful dress.

You ate dinner at the cafe near his gallery, waiting for him to arrive. Yes, you went there earlier than expected as well, and perhaps that's because you wanted to see how he'd react to you.

You finally saw his car pull over, so you stepped out of the cafe and went to ring his bell. But before you could do so, he opened the door for you. "Yep! I saw you walk down the street. Come in!"

He said this, answering you even if you hadn't asked anything. When you managed to come in, flashbacks came into your head like the bridge of a song. Goosebumps formed on your arms as you looked around and remembered how you strolled inside his gallery, admiring his paintings, when you were 15 years old.

Tengen had given you a special class back then, saying that he saw potential in you. And once in your lifetime, the man made you happy.

"Tengen-sensei, the place hasn't changed."

"Yep, kept it the way I used to like it. Perhaps you used to love it back then as well?"

You looked up at him and met his fuschia eyes, which immediately made your heart skip again. "I-I brought your paint brush."

"Oh? Did you paint with it?"

"Yes sensei."

"Good girl." Tengen patted your head, and the faintest of his touches made you almost want to burst.

"You look pretty flashy tonight."

He muttered under his breath as he took in your breath-taking appearance. His eyes wandered over you as if he were watching a movie. You can't help but notice the change in his breath, which eventually became in sync with yours.

"Sensei, I hope I look okay for your portrait painting."

"You look flamboyant... Oh, um! Sit here! Let's start so you can go home early!"

Tengen was lost for words, or perhaps lost within his thoughts, so he just decided to start painting.

You sat on the chair to which he pointed, and he got his things ready. A few minutes later, he's done with your outline.

You watched him carefully as his hands worked on his sketch, and sometimes your eyes would meet, but he would quickly look down on his canvas. His breathing and the sound of his brush strokes were like unheard music, and you loved that you were hearing them right now.

"Y/L/N-chan, do you remember when you were younger and you told me to paint you as one of my French girls?"

"Sensei! Stop! I was so young back then, and I didn't know it was Rose from Titanic who said that!"

"Oooh! So now you know!"

"Duh, of course. The Internet's a thing today, and I'm old enough to watch that scene."

"So, do you still want me to paint you like one of my French girls?"

His question and the sudden seriousness of his voice caught you off guard. Your eyes locked with his, and you felt a warm sensation down your stomach as he kept on staring at you.

"I actually wouldn't mind if you still wanted to." Tengen added, standing from his seat after he placed his paint brush on his table. You felt conscious as he sat beside you and draped his hand across your shoulder.

"And this look is what I've always wanted to see!" He said that and suddenly snapped a photo of both of you. You were looking at him with wonder in your eyes, and your cheeks were red from fluster as he smiled at you teasingly. That's the image that he had perfectly captured on his phone.

"Sensei?"

"Perfect! We're done here! I'll just continue the painting with this reference!"

You were astounded by his actions. So he was just messing up with you? With that, you stood up and gave him a glare.

"Why do you always toy with other people's feelings?"

You suddenly blurted out at your professor, pushing him away when he tried to reach out for you.

Right now, Tengen is surprised by you. He can't fathom why you got mad all of a sudden. He tried to touch you once again, but you swatted his hands for the second time.

"Y/L/N-chan..."

"You've ruined everything before. Even now, you're trying to do so! Why do you have to come back?"

A single tear fell from your eye, and perhaps that's because of all your unresolved past with him. You remembered how sad you were when you were 15 and knew that your favourite teacher had left the school. He didn't just leave without saying goodbye. He also ruined your dream to be his apprentice, even if he had promised that he'd always be there by your side because he sees his younger self within you.

Everything was gone in an instant, with him.

Flashback:

"Y/N-chan, have you seen our new art professor? My gosh, he's hot!"

Art. The word leaves a bitter taste on your tongue. You just nodded, not showing any interest at all, until...

"Good morning, everyone!" As if fate were teasing you, the voice that you had awaited the most for a long time came into your senses, and you shot a surprise glance at the professor who was standing in front of you.

A tall, broad-shouldered man with lightly tanned skin and white hair stood at the head of the classroom, smiling at the students with the warmth you had been missing. Those fuchsia eyes reminded you all the memories that you thought you had forgotten.

"Tengen-sensei."

But of course, he looked at you like how he looked at his other students. Perhaps you had already slipped his mind.

Perhaps he never cared about you at all.

And with that, you decided to treat him like any other professor as well. Deciding to forget about your once colourful past with him.

End of Flashback

"What do you mean?"

"Of course you have forgotten. Who am I to you even? I was insane to think that I mattered even a single bit for you... since I was younger!"

"Tengen-sensei, if I graduate, would you still be here? Would you be with me even if I became a successful artist in the future?

"Of course, like what I promised! I'll even be here if you're married with five kids! You're my apprentice, right? Perhaps someday you'll even be flashier than me. And I'm looking forward to that."

"But I don't want to marry another man. I just want to be with you, sensei."

"Hey kiddo! Don't say things like that! You're only 15, and that will make me a creep!"

"But I mean it; I want to be with you when I grow up!"

"Eh, even if we're not married, I promise I'll still stay. You won't get rid of your favourite sensei that easy!"

A sudden realisation hit you. Perhaps even then, you were already madly in love with your sensei. Perhaps everything's not just simple adoration. You love Tengen.

Tengen suddenly pulled you into an embrace and caressed your back, hushing your sobs.

"You abandoned me, Tengen-sensei. You broke every promise that you've made to me. You even forgot about me. You didn't even act surprised or happy when you first met me again at the university. I am crazy for thinking that my name would give you flashbacks, but—"

"And it did."

You pulled out of his embrace and met his fuchsia eyes. Tengen was looking at you with such longing in his eyes. He ran his fingers through your hair and lowered his face to the same level as yours.

"I'll admit that I was an asshole for breaking all the promises I made to you when you were younger. But ever since I met you again, you've been on my mind. Guilt and sadness overtook me, and I just hid them behind my smiles. I can't approach you. Or... it was more into the fact that I wasn't ready to do so."

"Why?"

"Because I was a jerk. And I don't deserve to see you again. I don't deserve to see you live your dream—our dream. I can't take the fact that I abandoned a student who always had a special place in my life. And now, I'm seeing her right in front of me, blessed with all the beauty and talent that I missed witnessing."

You stepped back and were about to go when Tengen caught your arm.

"Y/N... please don't go." He said, pulling you back into his arms. His warmth enveloped you, and a familiar, peaceful feeling came back.

"I-I avoided you because... I have feelings for you, and I shouldn't feel that way. I don't know if I could stop myself if I ever revealed this to you back then, and everything would be wrong after that. You are my student; you were my favourite kid, and you still are. And I left you."

His confession surprised you. Your art professor has feelings for you. Since when? You wanted to ask a lot of questions, but all that escaped your lips was "Why?"

"Y/N. Even if we met outside this stupid university, I'd still fall in love with how talented and beautiful you are now. I never imagined feeling this way for you when you were younger."

"Why?"

He let you go and went in front of you, lifting your face with his index finger so you could face him. "Hmm because you were a creepy little kid back then. Yes, you're talented, but it's obvious that you have feelings for me. And I didn't like it back then. You're just a child. I can't take advantage of that."

What he said was right. You were definitely smitten with him back then. A chuckle escaped his lips. "You even asked me to marry you indirectly!"

Your tears finally stopped, and now you're red as a tomato, embarrassed that Tengen can still remember your idiocy.

"I'm sorry, sensei."

"No. I'm sorry. And perhaps if you'll ask me again to paint you like one of my French girls or even marry you, I'll say yes."

"I won't ask you those. I'm not a child anymore."

"I know. So, I'll be the one asking those."

"But... you're my sensei."

"Yes. It's complicated, but I want you. Marry me after you graduate Y/N. I'll be waiting for you."

Tengen caught your lips in a passionate kiss that took your breath away. You wanted to stop this, but your body betrayed you. You melted inside his strong arms and finally kissed back, letting go of all the passion that had been brewing inside of you.

Tengen lifted you and carried you towards his bedroom while still kissing you. He slowly laid you down, and there you stared at one another's passion-drunk eyes. You caressed his cheek as you breathed heavily.

"Tengen... what if—"

"They'll never know. We won't say anything. And we'll get married once you've graduated."

"But—"

"I love you so much."

"Tengen, I love you too."

With those words, Tengen planted another passionate kiss on your lips while his hands roamed over your body like he was painting his story there. You kissed back, humming a sound of pleasure as he let his tongue explore your mouth.

You pulled him closer, leading his hand to your breasts, which surprised the man. "Y/N, is this alright?"

"Yes... Take me tonight."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

It was as if another part of Tengen had been unlocked after he heard you say yes. He straddled you and took off his shirt, exposing his greatly built body. You swear that your heart started beating for a few seconds when he revealed his body to you. But then, you also took that as a chance to touch his chest and paint your feelings there as if it were a blank canvas.

"Are you just going to touch me?" Tengen asked, cupping your cheek. He didn't wait for any answer as he slowly took off your dress and your underwear, leaving you bare beneath him. "I knew it; you'll be more beautiful without these clothes."

"Tengen-sensei..."

"I love you, Y/N. I'll never make you forget about this night."

With his confident tone, you felt yourself getting wetter. Tengen, still clad in sweatpants, lowered his head on your breasts, giving them the attention they deserved. He licked your nipples and made sure to leave love bites as he traced kisses towards your belly and your navel.

"Sensei. Ahh~ I want more."

Tengen looked up at you and gave you a teasing smile. "I love how you can call me sensei and make me feel harder." With that statement, he lowered himself once again and kissed your thighs and your wet cunt.

Tengen slid his tongue between your slit, which made you moan harder. He planted a short kiss on your clitoral area before he started licking it, making you almost cum in just a few seconds. But then Tengen stopped and slid his finger into your wet hole.

You squirmed as he did so, feeling the pleasure overtake your body. He didn't stop and just stared at you lustfully as you moaned like his little slut beneath him.

"Hmm looks like you're ready." He said this and finally freed his throbbing cock from his clothes. You were astounded by how big it was. The tip of his cock is pink, and you're definitely not that ready to take his shaft, as it's long and big with veins popping out because of his adrenaline.

He placed his hardened cock on your entrance and then kissed your lips. And finally, he entered your cunt with a sharp thrust, causing you to scream with pleasure, which he immediately muffled with his large hands.

"Uhh, fuck! So tight."

"Fuck you're so big, Tengen-sensei."

You muttered as Tengen, your art professor, slid his throbbing cock in and out of you. 

"Fuck!" He said as he moaned in your ear, with hands holding on to your waist as he slid in and out a bit faster than earlier. "Mmmm~ Sensei!" You said as you felt him hit your g-spot.

Tengen loved that, and so he continued to hit that same spot, but with his thrusts harder and quicker than earlier. You wrapped your legs around his waist as Tengen played with one of your breasts and continued to thrust into you with an exquisite rhythm.

You lifted your waist as the warm sensation started to build up in the pit of your stomach. "Y/N, I'm near." He whispered between his pants, and you just replied, "Me too!"

Tengen's motions became slower but sharper, like the ending to a song. Flashes appeared in your sight as his cum finally gushed inside you. You also came, squirting over his hard cock as he orgasmed.

Tengen kissed you passionately, pulling out to lay beside you. You looked like a mess right now, but the man looked at you with such concentration and passion that you wished to receive.

"Be my wife, Y/N. I'll wait for you. Let me stay with you forever. Please."

"Yes Tengen. I'll marry you."

And with that, you gave him another passionate kiss. Tengen embraced you, and you fell asleep in his arms, wishing that this night wouldn't really end. Tengen's really crazy...

Crazy in love with you as you are with him.

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𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 >///<

Really appreciate you reading the second version UwU I hope it isn't weird! I tried my best haha! But yeah, I cried writing the drama part and idk why!! But okayyyyyyyyy! Shhhh no questions why hahaha!

No worries, there's more to this~ Giyu's story is next!

Reblogs, Comments, and Requests are highly appreciated! Love you!

MDNI!

Ja ne~

~𝓒𝓱𝓲𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓾-𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓷🌸

𝐊𝐲𝐨𝐣𝐮𝐫𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐨𝐤𝐮 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 | 𝐓𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐧 𝐔𝐳𝐮𝐢 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 | 𝐆𝐢𝐲𝐮 𝐓𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐨𝐤𝐚 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 | 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐳𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐰𝐚 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧

— haikyuu boys with an anxious reader

warnings: none C:

note from nia: more comfort for me <3 the stuff listed is based off my personal experience & friends !

orders food for you, tells the waiter when your order is messed up, the one to talk and pay at checkout, takes your wrappers to the garbage can across the room, presses send on texts or emails when you ask, makes sure you're included in the conversation with new people (if you want to be), doesn't force you to join games/events

tanaka, matsukawa, lev, yaku, kuroo, bokuto, iwaizumi, oikawa, kindaichi, goshiki, koganegawa, atsumu

lets you play with his fingers, walks you through breathing exercises, never leaves your side at events with loads of people, makes a code word for when you don't want to talk or want to leave, has a routine ready for after a long draining day, never takes it personally when you take a while to respond

daichi, tsukishima, kenma, semi, osamu, sakusa, shirabu, hanamaki, tendo, suna

asks for and writes down any triggers, puts your big events/projects in his calendar, listens to your favorite playlist with you before them and has gifts/dates ready for after, buys you fidget toys/any sensory things that help, helps you practice for presentations with a soft reassuring smile, can tell when you feel anxious and quietly offers for both of you to leave

yamaguchi, ennoshita, sugawara, asahi, kuroo, akaashi, aran

cheers you on before and after doing something out of your comfort zone, purposely embarrasses himself if you do (falls when you fall), distracts you when you're feeling anxious, plays along when you use humour as a coping mechanism, has a special ringtone for you in case you need help at anytime (and just because he loves you), always offers to go to new events with you so you have a safe person

hinata, nishinoya, tanaka, bokuto, oikawa, atsumu, tendo, lev, yamamoto, koganegawa

reads up on anxiety/panic attacks/etc. as well as coping mechanisms on his own time, sends you anything he thinks might help, reminds you to take your medication, asks if you want someone to listen or advice before a rant, if he has already done something you need to do he will list out what to expect (the specific places you'll need to go/things you'll need to do, etc.)

kageyama, tsukishima, daichi, iwaizumi, ushijima, kunimi, kyotani, kita

holds your hand in crowded places, lets you rest your head on his chest or shoulder when taking a break, presses a kiss to your forehead and says "good job", always hugs back without asking, chooses where to sit on the bus for the both of you, makes sure you know you can end a call whenever you want to

sugawara, akaashi, iwaizumi, kyotani, aran, osamu, suna, sakusa

UPDATING MY OZZIE AND FIZZ HEADCANONS 😁

ASMODUES

- Ozzie spoils his significant others. He loves to see them happy. Literally anything you want you get no questions asked!

- ( i don’t know what I was on when I said fizz could cook forgive me ) Ozzie tries to make breakfast whenever he isn’t to busy in the morning! And he lets them ramble on about whatever they want to!

- he’s super supportive of you and whatever your profession is! He doesn’t take disrespect towards his partners. You can dress as sluty or as comfy as you want. No judgement.

- he just tends to sit back and watch the chaotic things you and fizz do and get into. as long as your both not hurt in the process. If so then you’ll be (very lightly) scolded! Be careful next time.

- you’re really only seen next to Gina me fizz. He’s a sin fizz is super popular and you may be to depending on what your profession is. It’s just the best way to keep you safe honestly. You all go on trips whenever y’all wanna get out of the house tho. He lets you both choose we’re to go.

- ozzie checks up on fizz to make sure his limbs are functioning and while the smaller imp bounces around you sometimes cuddle fizz while he waits. Ozzie thinks it’s really cute.

- asmodeus is REALLY bad at keeping your relationship a secret. Yet so is fizz so it’s alright. They can’t hide the way they look at each other! And you of course. Ozzie has been caught on camera making lovey eyes to many times to count. 😭

- he’s always down to fuck if your up for it. It’s pretty easy to get him going. As we saw a good pair of puppy eyes and a smooth big daddy and your good. 👍🏽

Fizzarolli

- he’s so silly. Like actually. He’s all over you and flirting non stop! You can barely keep ‘em off you. He loves quality time and physical touch.

- he runs off of praise and attention from both you and ozzie. He’ll roll over and play dead of left to his own devices for to long.

- you and Ozzie watch in awe as he fusses over his little girls. He pampers his little pets like no other. He has the most fun during walks and bath time! They get water all over the place and he loves whipping his skates out! (Doesn’t want him skating in the mansion.)

- random fashion shows. He loves showing off all of his outfits and stuff. Different hats and everything. He even convinces Ozzie to get him different color limbs for when he wants to match em with the current color.

- he curls up on which ever of you is close when he’s tired. Just slings himself onto you honestly. But be careful! Sometimes it’s a trick. 💀 he’ll nip at you when you let your guard down and run off while giggling the little shit 😭

- Ozzie randomly hums and sings and he randomly imitates different horns and loud instruments. Fizz has made a beat out of his horns before.

- he still pulls pranks. Like screaming in your ear to wake you up in the morning. He’s been fussed at to many times for this so now he uses his horns. (Yay?)

- blushes when shown genuine affection or compliments but turns his head away to hid the blush if in public and regain his composure.

- a total show off but who’s surprised.

- fizz gets turned on if your protective of him. Especially if you can fight. Ozzie is more lax if he knows you can take care of yourself and fizz. But fizz brags about how safe he feels and how sexy it is that you get so worked up over his safety.

What about a shorts featuring your fave Kimetsu No Yaiba teacher?

But make it Professor X Student 👀

I'm a sucker for this genre *blush*😩

So let's go and start this out babes! Imma make the Fem!Reader an 18yo tho, not comfy to write about younger/minor XD With that, she's in college and the lads are his professors. Hence, a College AU!

I'll make one shots for Kyo, Ten, Giyu, and Nemi but post it once per day 🥵 Same title will be used but different CWs~ This is because i saw this pic down there and I gulped and... OMEGED!

𝓜𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽

𝑺𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒂𝒍 𝑪𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒔

𝐊𝐲𝐨𝐣𝐮𝐫𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐨𝐤𝐮 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 | 𝐓𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐧 𝐔𝐳𝐮𝐢 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 | 𝐆𝐢𝐲𝐮 𝐓𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐨𝐤𝐚 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 | 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐳𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐰𝐚 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧

Content Warnings: ProfessorXStudent/Age Gap/Suggestive/Curse Words/Matured Content/18+/Sexually Explicit

Minors DNI.

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(Image is not mine, credits to the rightful owner)

🌸𝑲𝒚𝒐𝒋𝒖𝒓𝒐 𝑹𝒆𝒏𝒈𝒐𝒌𝒖🌸

You have always adored your history professor, Kyojuro Rengoku. His dazzling eyes, flame-like hair, and ideal stature just can't help but draw you in, even though you know it's wrong. He's a professor, and you're a graduating student!

But he's nice and handsome, and he takes your breath away as always.

His voice, whenever you hear it, makes you wonder how he would sound when he pins you on the bed, moaning on your—

"Y/L/N-san? What's your answer?"

"Huh?!" You stood up, looked around, and saw that everyone was already staring at you. Apparently, Kyojuro has been calling you a few times to answer his question. But, for some reason, your horny-ass brain can't remember what that question was.

"Rengoku-sensei, sorry. Uh, what was the question again?"

Kyojuro crossed his arms, with his pecs and biceps getting obvious under his white shirt.

Kyojuro crossed his arms, with his pecs and biceps getting obvious under his white shirt. You gulped as you noticed the dismay in his eyes.

"Sit down." You sat down, watching as your history professor walked past you and called Muichiro instead.

The class ended with you awkwardly listening to the discussion, trying your best to stop your intrusive thoughts. All students have left the classroom, and you were also about to go when suddenly Kyojuro, who was still sitting at his desk, called you.

"Y/L/N-san, stay."

Your eyes widened, and you felt heat crawling up to your cheeks as you realised that him telling you to stay would also mean that you'd be alone with the man who makes your heart go crazy.

You turned to look at him and closed the door behind you once again. "Yes sensei."

Kyojuro was looking at the papers passed to him earlier; he seemed busy, so even if you were standing in front of him, you remained silent. You don't want to cause any more trouble because of what happened earlier.

You watched his fingers as they slowly ran on the sheet of paper, imagining how it would feel if they ran on your body instead. You flinched as you felt it getting hot down there with how dirty your thoughts were getting with each passing second.

Your breathing became heavier, and that kicked Kyojuro out of his trance. "Oh yes. Y/L/N-san. I wonder what happened earlier. You're always on top of this class. Your quiz also proves that. Is there any problem?"

Kyojuro sometimes doesn't act just as your prof; he also acts as your mentor and friend, so his concern now doesn't surprise you at all. Your pure-hearted professor just cares for you. But you'll know that his dismay would be fueled if he knew about your unpure thoughts about him.

"Rengoku-sensei, I'm okay. I was just distracted earlier. But I promise I'll make up for it tomorrow in class!"

"Distracted because of?"

You.You wanted to say that badly, but of course you couldn't, so you just muttered that it's personal. Kyojuro didn't inquire more, but he stood up and snatched your bag from your hand. His actions shocked you and left you stunned.

"Sensei?" you asked, confused.

"I'll drive you home."

Oh yes, Kyojuro lives right next to your apartment; that's why he knows where you live. But this is the very first time that the man has offered that.

"Sensei, you don't need to."

"I'm heading home early too, so why not?"

You gulped as Kyojuro picked up his jacket and draped it over his shoulder as he used his other hand to carry your bag. All your complaints were shoved down your throat as he finally went out of the classroom.

You followed him, walking a bit slower than he was to avoid commotion. If your classmates see that you're going home with your favourite professor, they might interpret it wrongly. But then Kyojuro took you to the faculty because he needed to say goodbye to his friends.

There, all your professors asked was why you were with him. "Oh well, we're neighbours! I might as well drive her home." He said casually that he got agreement from them.

--

The drive was not too silent, apparently; Kyojuro was chatty outside the uni! He kept on talking about his little brother, saying that he's as smart as you. Yes. You're listening, but still, you can't help but feel your body get hotter at the thought of you alone with him inside his car.

You pressed your thighs together under your skirt, and Kyojuro seemed to notice this.

"Do you want to pee?"

He asked that, which made you blush furiously as you shot him a look. He doesn't know how to hold back his words, and hearing them only made you feel worse about the embarrassing thoughts you've been having.

"Uh... no sensei."

"But you have been pressing your thighs together, and you seem to be uncomfortable."

WHY ON EARTH IS HE LOOKING AT MY THIGHS? You thought as you covered your thigh with your hands. A soft chuckle escaped from his lips, and that immediately sent you tingling. "You're a weird one." He said and finally continued driving.

You watched as Kyojuro drove, his hands gripping the steering wheel. He gulped, and you witnessed how his Adam's apple bobbed up and down, which definitely made you bite your lip. You can usually calm yourself around him, but not today.

Perhaps it's because earlier today, while you were about to head to university early, Kyojuro walked out of his flat, only clad in his pants. You were astounded by the sight, but you tried to compose yourself, pretending not to see him. But then your history professor called you and greeted you good morning with his deep, raspy voice, different from his loud and jolly tone in class.

And so now you're here, sitting beside him inside his car while having those dirty thoughts.

"Y/L/N-san, do I have dirt on my face?"

"No sensei. I was just—"

"Sorry to pry, but am I the reason why you were distracted at class earlier?"

You didn't know how to respond to his question, so you just decided to shut up. But being the straightforward man he is, Kyojuro chuckled and spoke up once again, with that same low tone that he used earlier.

"I'm not a narcissist, but I'll take your reaction as a yes."

"How dare you—"

His chuckles cut you off, which made you smile.

"I'm just kidding, Y/L/N-sama. You're a beautiful woman, so why would you waste your time staring at your old history professor?"

You blushed when he called you beautiful, which also made you scoff. "What? Old? You look like you're just in your early 20s."

"Eh, I'm already 29."

"Hmmm, 9-year age gap?" You accidentally blurted out what you were thinking, which made Kyojuro clear his throat. You covered your mouth and looked outside the window, wishing that the man would just let that slide.

But then, it's Kyojuro, so...

"What's with the gap?"

"Nothing."

"However, that redness on your cheek certainly says something!"

Fuck. You whispered under your breath as you shifted on your seat.

"Oh! We're here."

He suddenly said that, which lifted the tension between the both of you. You turned to look at Kyojuro and saw his smile. "So, see you tomorrow?" He said, and you just nodded.

When Kyojuro opened the car door for you, your heart skipped a beat. You swear that the moment his fingers touched yours as he handed you the bag you'd almost forgotten was inside, you were instantly engulfed in a blaze of conflicting feelings.

You gulped and thanked him once again, but then he called you which stopped you in your tracks. "Y/L/N-san, it seems like I forgot my house key at school."

"Oh? Perhaps it's just inside the car, Rengoku-sensei?"

You went back to him and opened the car door for his back seat. "I'll check for you." You said, trying to help your teacher. You leaned down, searching his backseat. Suddenly, you felt something warm on your back, which made you blush. What the hell is he doing?

You turned to look back at him and saw that your history professor had draped his jacket around your waist. "Uh... Sorry, but you're..." He said while pointing at your skirt, which made you blush and stand, holding his jacket before it fell to the floor.

You bowed down, apologising for flashing at him accidentally. Though the dirty part of you wished that he really had seen. This time, it was Kyojuro who was blushing madly as he combed his hair with his fingers.

Oh, those fingers—you would really die for it. "Rengoku-san, it's late. Perhaps you would want to uh... stay in my flat? The lobby guy was absent earlier, so we can't really get your spare key. Let's just get them early in the morning tomorrow so you can prepare for work."

"You won't mind?"

"Of course."

--

You've found yourself panting as you move yourself grinding against Kyojuro's hard cock. He was holding you by the waist, digging his nails into your skin as pleasure engulfed him.

What just happened?

Flashback:

You opened the door inside your house, letting Kyojuro in. He made sure to take off his shoes before stepping inside, but you sat on the floor and offered to take them off for him. The man was astounded at first, but he just nodded in agreement.

You took off his shoes and placed them beside yours. You stood up without any concern when you felt a thug's hand on your skirt. You looked back and saw Kyojuro's hand pulling down on your skirt, but not in a dirty way. He was red once again, making you blush as well.

"You should be careful moving while wearing a skirt, Y/L/N-san." He said. Kyojuro lets go of the fabric and hands you his jacket again. You accepted it but teased him a bit, wishing that it would ease your situation.

"Eh, you won't be interested anyway, sensei."

You saw how Kyojuro gulped and looked away, and that enticed you more. So, you decided that you'd just give him a few more teases for the night.

You didn't expect that all of your teasing, a.k.a. seduction, would affect Kyojuro so much. You had to let the man shower in the bathroom first, handing him one of the bathrobes that you are lending to your visitors.

Inside the bathroom, Kyojuro was astounded at himself. One tease, and he was hard as fuck. He looked down at his hardness and at his reflection. He knows feeling this way isn't right, but he just can't stop it. You're irresistable!

Kyojuro showered in cold water, wishing that his erection would fade. And it did.

But then, when he went out, he saw you finish your bath as well, as you used the other bathroom in your flat. You were clad in shorts and a crop top shirt without a bra, which made him rethink his life decisions.

He hasn't seen you like this, and that definitely made him hard once more. You noticed his stare at you, so you tossed him a big pyjama that caught him off-guard. It landed on Kyojuro's face.

"Sensei, you're spacing out!"

He picked up the neglected clothing and went inside the bathroom without saying anything.

Kyojuro offered to cook for you, saying that he wanted to do so because you let him stay the night. You watched how skilled he is with knives. Kyojuro looks so wonderful, even if he's concentrating.

"Why were you distracted at my class, Y/L/N-san? I'm really curious. You were never like that."

He brought up the topic once again as he finished preparing your dinner. Kyojuro placed the food on the table and sat in front of you, waiting for your answer. So he isn't going to drop this off, huh?

"There's just a cute guy that has been lingering in my mind lately."

"Oh, so you're in love?" There was a tone of dismay in his voice, and you can't fathom why. You just shrugged your shoulders. Kyojuro was silent for a while until...

"But I don't like it when you're spacing out from my class. Being in love is not an excuse."

You finished your bowl quickly, trying to evade his scolding. "You cook great, sensei!"

"Don't change the topic." He was serious, and for you, it's probably because he loves his subject so much. You're unaware that a part of Kyojuro is jealous.

Yes. Even if he denies it, he's attracted to you. It's just that; he just confirmed it now. And now that it is clear to him, he doesn't want to share. He knows it's wrong to feel this but it's hard to deny it further.

You crossed your legs and leaned in closer to him. "Hmm, what if that cute guy was you, sensei?" You joked, wishing that he could also understand your hidden meaning.

And yes, Kyojuro did, but he shrugged it off. "What are you trying to imply? I'm your distraction?"

"I was just kid—"

His breathing had changed, and that made you stop talking.

"Why are you teasing me, Y/N?" Kyojuro's question and the way he called you by your first name surprised you. "Sensei?"

"Answer me."

"I... I... I like you, sensei!"

You finally blurted out that it made you scared. You knew that you shouldn't say that to a professor, but you still did it. You were expecting a few more scoldings, but to your astonishment, a smirk crept up on his lips.

"Come here then." He said, patting his lap. You gulped and obliged, sitting on his lap and facing him.

Kyojuro stared at you intensely, his eyes oozing with lust, an expression that you had never expected to see from him.

"Y/N. I'm still a man, and if you kept on teasing me, this would happen to you."

He smashed his lips against yours for a hungry kiss. You moaned against his mouth, pressing your breast against his chest as you felt yourself get wetter.

End of Flashback

You've found yourself panting as you move yourself grinding against Kyojuro's hard cock. He was holding you by the waist, digging his nails into your skin as pleasure engulfed him.

Kyojuro pulled out for a moment to take off your clothes, almost ripping them. You moaned as he bit playfully on your now-exposed tits. "Umai, you taste so good, baby." He said this, licking your nipples as he cupped your ass and squeezed it.

You tugged on his hair and rubbed your wet, clothed cunt against his hard cock. Kyojuro wanted to feel you more, so he made you stand up and pulled your shorts down with your pants. You also helped him free his hardened cock as you marvelled at how big it was. With its girth, you felt like wanting to just spread yourself for him.

Kyojuro pulled you down on his lap once again and positioned himself at your entrance. "Do you want to continue, baby?" He said with his deep voice, making you almost cum there and then. You nodded and slowly went down, taking in his length. A moan of pleasure escaped both of your lips as you pushed yourself to go down on him, balls deep.

"Uh fuck! So tight!" Kyojuro said it made you feel more aroused. Finally, at the end of a long day, his cock is inside yours, and you crave it so desperately.

"Move for me, Y/N."

Kyojuro said, more like ordered, taking control even if he is under you. So you did; you moved up and down on his cock, slowly at first, letting him adore your sight.

Kyojuro kissed you passionately again, with his tongue exploring your mouth. He thrust with your rhythm, making you feel a growing pleasure at the pit of your stomach. While fucking your cunt, your history professor suddenly carried you and placed you on the couch.

He lifted one of your thighs and thrust deeper than before, nearly knocking you unconscious with pleasure. Kyojuro used his other hand to play with your breast, making sure it wouldn't feel neglected as he fucked you hard.

"Sensei, I'm almost there!" You almost shouted, which made Kyojuro also feel his body heating up. He kissed you, making you shut up, and the movements of his hips became slower, but his cock went deeper into your womb as he finally released his cum within you.

Kyojuro fell over your body, and you embraced him. "Sensei..." you muttered between your pants. Kyojuro finally looked up at you with his owl eyes and kissed your cheek. He pulled out and used his discarded shirt to wipe you clean.

"Sorry, I came inside you, Y/N."

"I loved it, sensei."

Kyojuro smiled at you and carried you towards your bedroom. He placed you down and sat down beside you, not caring if both of you were still naked right now.

He pulled a blanket over your body and looked away.

"Y/N, I'm sorry if I let my emotions control me. I'm older than you. I'm also your professor."

"Why? Do you regret it, Kyojuro?" You said, making him look back at you. "What if the uni knows?"

"Why would we let them know?" You said that, running your fingers along his back. Kyojuro sighed and finally laid down beside you. "I always wanted you." He muttered, caressing your cheek. You blushed.

"I also do. So please, stop feeling guilty, Kyo."

"Yes baby." He said he was pulling you into another kiss.

And there, you decided to go out, keeping this sensitive detail from the university.

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Days later, Kyojuro called you into his classroom again. He was sitting, patting his lap, in the same position as he did the night before you first made love.

"I guess it's time for your special class, Y/N."

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𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 >///&lt;

But yeaaah! If you don't like this kind of theme, don't read XD

So there, see you on the Tengen version~ I'll try to make them hotter if you like XD It'll be up this Monday so be on the lookout!

Reblogs, Comments, and Requests are highly appreciated! Love you!

MDNI!

Ja ne~

~𝓒𝓱𝓲𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓾-𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓷🌸

𝐊𝐲𝐨𝐣𝐮𝐫𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐨𝐤𝐮 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 | 𝐓𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐧 𝐔𝐳𝐮𝐢 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 | 𝐆𝐢𝐲𝐮 𝐓𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐨𝐤𝐚 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 | 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐳𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐰𝐚 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧