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Natsu took the picture

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My fav ship from Mha, redrew this scene a while back! Probably one of my fav drawings. I hold on to their minuscule interactions for dear life, the small scraps i get. ⚙️👓

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That one trend going around twitter, cookie represents what actually happened to the real Iida 💀

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Fairy Tail Team B: Grand Magic Games

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Pinky and the rock

Thanks anon!

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“you’ve always been my hero.”

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I love these four fools, but I didn't expect that you liked them too🤣😁 Should I draw them more?🤔 ( btw Merry Christmas and Happy New Year 💗)

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Love them❤️

(Tsundere jirou is my favourite 🤣)

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so cheesyyyyy

kamijirou teasing/flirting with each other, ko-fi request for @bakusquad-babe !!

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Caught in the Rain (With You)

G | BNHA | Words - 1.5K | Todomomo | Bookstore/University AU

AO3

Summary: After the bookstore closes for the day, Yaoyorozu ends up stuck under the canopy outside while waiting out a storm. She finds herself in the company of a young man who happens to get stuck with her.

“Excuse me, miss. We’re closing in five minutes.”

Yaoyorozu startled and bowed in apology. She carefully placed the book in her hand back onto the shelf, making sure to slot it in the same place she had taken it from.

After making sure the shelf looked tidy, Yaoyorozu went to the counter with the two books she had chosen.

Plus Ultra bookstore was a quaint little place filled with shelves upon shelves of literature of varying genres. Yaoyorozu often found something to her liking whenever she visited, though she wished that could be more often. University classes and studying ate up a lot of her time, so she was thankful it only took a few minutes to walk to the store from campus.

As she neatly tucked the two books into her backpack, making sure to say a quick thank you to the owner, Yaoyorozu noticed a young man who looked to be her age waiting behind her. His hair was parted evenly down the middle, one side a deep crimson and the other as white as snow. Heterochromatic eyes stared back as Yaoyorozu smiled out of politeness, the left one surrounded by an angry-looking burn scar. All in all, the young man was objectively very handsome.

Yaoyorozu shook her head. What would her mother say if she caught her ogling a boy so openly?

With that thought in mind, she hurried out of the store.

Only to find it was raining. Hard. Droplets came down in a heavy downpour, collecting into puddles that rapidly expanded in size and splashing off the ground. Yaoyorozu was only kept dry by the awning displaying the store’s name above her head but the pavement below her feet was already getting damp. A clap of thunder sounded in the distance as thick, dark clouds rolled by above.

Yaoyorozu bit her lip. If she were to walk back to campus in this weather, she would get thoroughly soaked. There was also the possibility of hypothermia to consider, not to mention the written draft of her research paper would be in ruins. It was a risk Yaoyorozu found herself unwilling to take. But what was she to do to solve this dilemma?

The store owner rushed past her and got into a car parked a few metres down the road, slamming the door behind him.

There!

Yaoyorozu opened her mouth, but just as she was about to call out and ask for a ride (she’s been a regular customer for a few months now. A small favour shouldn’t be too much to ask for) he drove away. She sighed, body slumping forward ever so slightly.

Maybe she should risk it. The research paper wasn’t due for a few weeks. But her backpack wasn’t waterproof, so everything in it would end up damaged if not destroyed.

She would just have to wait it out! She could be patient.

“Are you okay?”

Yaoyorozu jumped, letting out a rather unladylike squeak as her hand shot up to cover her mouth. The boy from inside the store stood to her right, his head tilted inquisitively.

“Pardon me,” she said, clearing her throat. “I hadn’t realised you were there.”

His brows furrowed. “Sorry I startled you.”

“No, it’s okay. I get lost in my thoughts sometimes.” Yaoyorozu said reassuringly. All the boy did in return was nod.

Not much of a talker, was he?

Yaoyorozu fiddled with her thumbs, watching the rain splatter from the ground and onto her knee-length boots. It showed no signs of easing up any time soon. She glanced to her right. The young man hadn’t moved. He flicked his hand up, checking the watch on his wrist.

“If you don’t mind me asking, why were you at the bookstore?” She asked in an attempt to pass the time. He blinked back at her as if not expecting the conversation to continue. His brows furrowed, eyes narrowing.

“To buy a book,” he said, glancing down at the one in his hand.

Yaoyorozu giggled but that only seemed to further his confusion. “No, no. That’s not what I meant,” she said with a smile and a shake of her head. “I meant to ask why you’re buying a book.”

The boy whispered a very quiet “oh,” before holding the book up closer to his chest with the front facing toward her. The cover showed an illustration of a young couple, their foreheads resting together and their eyes closed. The couple’s hands were held together against their chests. The title was printed at the bottom, the words in a beautiful, swirling cursive.

Yaoyorozu raised a brow. A romance novel? A peculiar choice for a young man, but some people like things you wouldn’t expect, she supposed.

(Her roommate Jirou, for example, also enjoyed the romance genre, though Yaoyorozu was sworn to secrecy.)

“It’s for my older sister,” he explained. “It’s her birthday soon, and this is the newest novel from her favourite author.”

“How sweet of you,” she whispered, smiling softly. She didn’t have any siblings of her own but the idea of one buying a book for her birthday made her heart sing with joy. This boy clearly cared for his sister, going as far as to pay attention to her favourites.

“What about you? I saw you bought two,” he said.

“One is for a research paper I’m working on and the other is from a book series I’ve been enjoying lately,” she replied, excitement laced into her voice.

“What series is it?”

When she relayed the name to him, his eyebrows darted up ever so slightly. Yaoyorozu supposed it was equivalent to the average, more expressional person gasping.

“I’m also a fan,” he said, lips curling into a barely-noticeable smile. Her eyes widened. “Which book are you up to?”

“The seventh.”

“Me too.”

“What a funny coincidence! You can borrow it from me when I’ve completed it,” she kindly offered. It was the store’s only copy, so she knew he would have to go out of his way to order one from somewhere else otherwise. The local library likely wouldn’t have it in stock yet since it was a small place and the book only released the previous week.

He nodded. “I’d like that. Thank you.”

Yaoyorozu involuntarily clapped her hands together—a habitual way of showing her excitement. As she began to gush about her love for the series, he listened intently, chiming in occasionally. Yaoyorozu couldn’t be any more delighted to have finally found someone to talk about it with.

As their conversation continued, she learnt also they both had the same taste in literature. Yaoyorozu herself had always loved to read. It was a great passion of hers, one of life’s many joys. In fact, it was the very reason she chose to pursue literature and education degrees. It was her goal to pass down that great love for reading to the next generation. In turn, he informed her he was studying at the same university, though a medical degree, not literature or education. To save people’s lives, he said, and to follow in his older brothers’ footsteps. Yaoyorozu thought it was very admirable.

A key difference between them, though, was that he didn’t live on campus. His siblings’ shared apartment wasn’t too far away, so he lived with them instead of at the dorms like most other first years.

Noticing the sound of the rain had gotten quieter, Yaoyorozu held out a hand. It was thinner now, almost a drizzle. Much more preferable for walking in.

“I should be able to get back to campus without getting drenched now,” she said, readjusting the straps of her backpack and making sure it was shut properly. “It was a pleasure to meet you.”

Just as Yaoyorozu took a step forward, he called out to her.

“Wait,” he reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone, the simple white case slightly battered at the corners. “We should exchange numbers.”

“Oh, you’re absolutely right,” she said, smacking her forehead. How could she be so careless?

Yaoyorozu stepped back under the cover of the awning and took off her backpack, tucking some loose strands of hair behind her ears as she reached into the back pocket. Pressing a finger to her phone, she unlocked it with her fingerprint and opened it to the contacts page.

As Yaoyorozu exchanged it for his and quickly typed her name and number, she realised something. They’d been so caught up in their conversation, they skipped the introduction step entirely. She didn’t even know the boy’s name, yet it already felt like they’d known each other for a long time.

She took her phone back, quickly glancing down at the screen.

Shouto Todoroki.

Yaoyorozu hummed happily. Looking up, she saw an identical expression adorning his face. She hadn’t noticed it before, but when Todoroki smiled there were cute dimples on his cheeks.

“I’ll be sure to contact you when I’ve finished reading the book,” she promised, a blush rising to her cheeks.

As Yaoyorozu waved to him and set off back to the dorms, Todoroki smiled softly and nodded. “I look forward to it.”

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" you came? " " you called." - Pablo Gavi x Reader

Plot: idk how to explain it lol Warnings: non, ends in fluff ------------------------------------------------------------You were sat on a bench, rain falling from the clouds and tears falling from your eyes. You had texted your boyfriend, Pablo Gavi, to pick you up. Your phone just died before you could see if he replied to your message- let alone read it.

You and Pablo had a pretty bad fight. So bad that you had to leave to calm down. But you lost where you were going and got yourself lost.

You had been on that bench for 20 minutes already. Your hoodie was soaked and even your shirt underneath was soaked. You were staring at the floor, crying continuesly until a car you recognized parked in front of you.

You looked up at the car, shooked. " you came.." you said getting up. Pablo smiled and opened his window, " you called." he said and you basically ran to get in, absolutely freezing. Thankfully Pablos car had really good heating.

Pablo immediately grabbed your face, his face growing with concern. " you're freezing. you're crying." he said his voice breaking. Your heart broke and hugged him tight.

A print of your body mirrored on Pablos shirt from the rain water. " I'm so so sorry.."you both said in cync.

Pablo pulled you away and smiled, " let's get home.. Have a nice warm shower- or bath!! Then we can watch a movie? " he suggested and you nodded. Then he drove you two to your shared apartment.

And you did his plan. You had a hot bath, making you feel nice and toasty once more. You walked into the living room where Pablo was, and as soon as he saw you he hugged you and apologized again.

You two watched some film and then talked about what happened.

" I'll always be there for you whenever you call." Pablo said and you held him close. " I'll always call you then.. "

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Who's gunna kiss the brown haired girl? - Pablo Gavi x Reader

Plot: reader isn't happy because she feels like her brown hair is too basic (me) Warnings: non, fluff 💞 ------------------------------------------------------------

You looked at yourself in the mirror and sighed. You hated your hair. It's so boring, you thought. It seemed like everyone had brown hair- and that you didn't look any different from anyone.

Pablo loved your hair. It reminded him of this favorite chocolate desserts and it matched his. He hated that you hated your hair.

Pablo walked into the bathroom while you were doing your hair to brush his teeth. He heard you sigh and wrapped his arm around your waist.

" que pasa?" he asked and you sighed more. " I'm so boring. I look so boring." you said staring at yourself in the mirror, pinching your cheeks to emphasize your point.

Pablo grabbed your face, making him look at you. " you look perfect." he said before lovingly kissing your lips. " Te ves maravillosa." he whispered after the kiss.

You teared up. " I look boring! My hair is boring! My face is- " you started but Pablo shut you up with a kiss, trapping you against the sink. You sat on the edge of the sink, getting comfortable.

Pablo pulled away, " now. Tell me. What is this actually about? " Pablo said running a hand through your hair.

You sighed, " everyone from (your country) has brown hair. I feel like I'm just a copy- and that I look boring. And that I'm not pretty enough. " you confessed, avoiding eye contact.

Pablo chuckled. " you are the most beautiful girl I've ever seen. It's true that lots of (your nationality) have brown hair. But you're the most stunning girl I've ever had the pleasure of looking at. And I love to kiss my brown haired girl, linda " . His words made you smile and Pablo mirrored your smile. Pablo kissed your lips lovingly and you obviously kissed back.

Who's gunna kiss the brown haired girl? Pablo Gavi.

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We were in Paris - Pablo gavi x reader

Thank you @coco657 for the inspo <3 Warnings: non, fluff 💞 Plot: You and Gavi have a date in France ------------------------------------------------------------Pablo decided to take you out to a fancy French restaurant to celebrate your engagement. " if you like three food, we can come more often? " Pablo suggested, kissing your cheek. You nodded, " but that's IF I like the food- you know I'm a pick eater. " you said laughing and Pablo laughed too.

When you two were seated you both looked at the menu and then both gave each other a scared look- I can't read French! Your faces spoke. But dw, soon the waitress gave you an English / Spanish menu. (For x French reader just ignore @coco657)

You both ordered dishes that you thought sounded good (idk French foods 💔) and waited for your order. You both took a sip of your drink and smiled at each other- it reminded you of your first date. The second best day of your life. First being the day Pablo proposed.

Soon your food arrived and you two started eating. Both of you enjoyed the food. In fact loved the food. And you both kept on smiling at each other whenever you'd made eye contact- you two were inlove <3

Pablo paid for the bill- as if he'd ever let you pay. And you two started to walk back into your hotel room. You two passed by a cafe bakery and you tried to look inside checking if it was open- which it was.

Pablo noticed and smiled, " let's get dessert " he said talking you both into the cafe bakery. You guys ordered 12 macaroons, two scones, two crosants and one baguette. And can you guess who paid? A certain Spanish footballer.

Later in bed, half of the stuff already eaten, you were fast asleep against Pablos chest, his arms wrapping around you softly. " I can't wait to spoil you even more when we're married. "Pablo said watching you sleep. You moved a bit after he spoke.

He laughed quietly, " Lo siento, duerme bien mi amor." he whispered kissing your hair.

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Random Pablo things <3

Random little things in my mind abt Pablo as a boyfriend <3 Warnings: non, just cute shit <3 ------------------------------------------------------------

He doesn't like missing football, but whenever you're really sick he'll take off work just to take care of you

He won't admit it, but he loves to have matching outfits with you

If he sees something that reminds him of you, he'll buy it. No matter what it is or who he's with. He's bought you everything from expensive jewelry to random stuffed animals

I never hear people really talk about Pablo spoiling you. This boy has money- and with that he definitely spends money on you. Idc what anybody says, he always will in my mind

He'd find any way to talk about you in an interview as soon as you turn public. " so Pablo, what's your plan for the future? " , " well obviously still a footballer- but hopefully if I travel for football I can bring y/n with me. " it sounds really cringe but you know what I mean 😭

His most used emojis with you would be: ❤️😍😘🫣😔🥰❤️‍🔥

He uses ❤️ with like hello and bye

😍 whenever you send a picture of yourself, you two together or something you wanna wear " you look stunning 😍"

😘 when one of you are out without each other " stay safe anjo 😘"

🫣 for whatever he's embarrassed " stop I'm not jealous bebe 🫣"

😔 whenever you say something like " no more besos para usted " playfully

🥰 for whatever he's in a different country, goodnight and good morning texts

He doesn't use ❤️‍🔥 often, but there's no reason for the emoji unlike the other- just uses it whenever he feels like

He suggested making a Spotify merge playlist thingy so he could always have the option to get closer to you, even far away

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" You should marry me instead! " - Pablo Gavi x Reader

Plot: y/n and Pablo have been best friends for years, however they're secretly inlove with each other without knowing the feeling is mutual. Y/n feels as if she has to marry her boyfriend, but Pablo confesses his feelings for her and now she doesn't feel as if she must marry her boyfriend- soon to be ex. Warings: slight agsnt? Idk ------------------------------------------------------------You were in your little ' get ready room ' for your wedding, when you started to panic. You felt as if this was wrong. And many other people know it too. Your mother, father, cousins, best friend and even your sibling all asked if you're sure and it's not to late. But now you really felt like you couldn't do this.

You sent a text to your other best friend- Pablo Gavi. " please come to my room." it said. And as soon as Pablo saw it he came running to your room. Did he want you to get married? Yes. To your boyfriend? No. To him? Yes.

You were on the floor, head in your hands repeating " I can't do this" over and over- until the man you were actually in love with knocked on the door and then walked in. As soon as he saw you, he sat next to you, took your hands away from your face and held them- exposing your now ruined makeup.

" why can't you do this? " Pablo asked, watching your hands twitch with nerves. His voice was calm and it made you feel like you could actually tell him what's going on.

" I've.. I've made a mistake.." you started, Pablo looked up at you and watched your words. " I shouldn't be marrying him, I should be marrying-" you started, but was soon interrupted with Pablo shouting quickly.

" You should marry me instead!" You looked at him shocked, he was right. You hugged him tight and kissed his lips quickly. " you're right." you whispered softly and Pablo nodded.

" you understand me more than I understand myself. You've always been there. You're.. " you gulped " the person I should marry." you confessed and Pablo nodded.

" why did you agree to marry him then? " Pablo asked and you sighed. " I feel like I have to. You should've seen the way mine and his family reacted. If I said no- id disappoint everyone. " you took a deep breath, since you were talking really quickly.

" and you get over you." you confessed and Pablo kissed you passionately. " Don't ever get over me." he said once the kiss broke. And you smiled. You both knew- you weren't getting married tonight.

You got up, removed your smugged makeup and grabbed your spare clothes. " I'm going to call off the wedding." you said proudly and Pablo nodded. Once you were dressed you went to where everyone was, in the lobby of the hotel you booked for everyone to stay together.

You coughed as you announced that you're calling off the wedding. Everyone was shocked, other then of course your mother, father, cousins, best friend and even your sibling. Some people were outraged, and it made you feel horrible. You then talked to your now ex boyfriend- he also agreed the wedding was a bad idea.

You returned to your room (you had a separate one dw) to find Pablo there, cleaning up any msss you made in your panic. When he saw you come in he smiled brightly at you, you smiled back abit.

He came over to you and held your hands. " I know that wasn't easy.. I'm so sorry proud of you." Pablo whispered in your ear and then kissed your hairline.

You wrapped your arms around his chest and sobbed into his shoulder, explaining how people were mad. Pablo got mad at their reaction but he knew that you really didn't need for him to make a scene- you needed him to be with you tonight. And that's exactly what he did for you.