#(And also her bf but she drops that poor bastard the moment he’s dead)

[largemandrill]

I really wanna be pro Those Who Live in Death, like REALLY bad, but it's so hard because their main lady who speaks for them is an active necrophiliac. I know that Fia is genuine in her efforts but it feels weird to have your only source of pro-skeleton info come from the corpse fucker, y’know?

[blownbybakugou]

Alright, I’m gonna break the cycle for this. Hcs of Bakugo, Shinsou, Sero, and Dabi with a short s/o BUT she’s chaotic asf. I’m tired of seeing short s/o hc’s that just take the teasing, need one that fights back. Like she would dead ass kick them in the back of their knees to make em fall while saying “Timber, bitch”, If they stand at full height to make her reach to kiss em; she just won’t kiss em for the whole day, or if there’s something on a high shelf and they make jokes about her not being able to reach it, she’ll just scare the hell out of them by climbing on the shelves or counter for it (Bonus moment for if she falls and just goes “Worth it”)

Anon, you read my goddamn mind. I’m short asf, like- way too short for my age., but I spread havoc literally everywhere, including near my bf lmao. AND IM SO SORRY, BUT I DO NOT WRITE FOR SERO as a curtasey, I will add in Shiggy baby. List of people I write for is here.

Bakugou, Shinsou, Shigaraki and Dabi w/ a Short Badass s/o

Part 2 || Part 3

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One comment.

He said o n e comment on you looked like a midget compared to him.

And you kicked him to the floor.

He astonished tbh.

Like-

Most girls would’ve puffed their cheeks and bitched and whined about how they weren’t.

But you-

Y o u-

You just made him love you 20x more with your badassery.

He probably sets Deku up.

Telling you that he called you a short stack of pancakes and watches poor Midoriya fall to the ground like a sack of potatoes.

That’s what he loves.

What he hates,

Is when you don’t kiss him for not leaning down to let you kiss him.

He is not gonna lower himself for you,

But he gets all pouty when you decide not to give him a kiss at all.

He still doesn’t lower himself for you,

But tries to convince you to give him kisses throughout the day.

Now,

Imagine this:

Bakugou is searching for you, and he sees you wobbly standing on a table trying to reach a book.

He rushes over to help scold you,

But the next thing he knows you’re shoving him away and losing your balance on the table.

The bookshelf had tilted slightly, (luckily not falling) and dropped all the books on top of you and Bakugou.

“It was worth it.” You say

“I fucking love you”

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Oh man-

The levels of horniness this brings him-

But it still pisses him off when you kick him down

“Timber bitch.”

“Fuck you too”

He actually goes through the effort to bend down and allow you to kiss him.

Because let’s be honest-

He can’t live an hour without your kisses,

Let alone a day

The first time you did that, he was so sad.

Like, he didn’t mean to upset you.

Please forgive him.

He likes watching you take people down that call you short,

Because it’s not him,

And I’m 99% sure he hates everyone that isn’t you or Denki in U.A.

But srsly, seeing you knock some poor bastard down-

Makes his tired eyes light up,

And his hot scruffy voice erupt in laughter,

(Man I simp so hard for Hitoshi 🥺)

He also gets v scared when you try to get something high up,

It’s like he knows you’re gonna fall.

When you actually do,

He treats you like fragile porcelain.

“It was worth it.”

“No it wasn’t.”

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Bitch you thought-

He reverse knocks your ass.

Then you get a punishment spank.

Because he’s kinky asf

Shiggy is decently tall.

(5’9” to be exact)

But he has an image to withhold,

So there’s no way in hell he’s gonna bend down,

Just so you can give him a fuckin kiss.

But he does get really angry when you refuse to kiss him when you guys are alone in his room,

Because Shiggy needs his daily dose of affection.

He might actually force you to kiss him if you won’t do it,

That’s how bad he needs love.

Please just do it 🥺✨

He literally had quirk canceling gloves made just so he could touch you.

He won’t let them go to waste.

He doesn’t really give a fuck or not if you decide to climb a shelf

Gives him a nice view of your ass, so why the hell not?

Horny bastard

When you fall hes like,

“What the fuck was that pathetic excuse of climbing?”

“Stfu it was worth it”

“Whatever”

He doesn’t even help you up,

He just watches you clean up while he plots his next evil plan.

DαႦι

Dabi is shook

Like-

Your tiny ass just kicked him to the floor,

And you had the audacity to say;

“Timber bitch”

He’s into it

He’s knee deep into it.

And here’s why:

As I have mentioned before,

Dabi is VERY into Brats

So when you fight back against him,

He thinks it’s the hottest thing ever.

And Ngl,

He would probably pop a boner every time you kicked him down,

But not when you kick anyone else down.

He likes that to be exclusive to him.

He goes out of his way to tease you now.

Kick him down?

He stands up and full height and pats your head to show the height difference.

Refuse to kiss him for a day?

He’ll refuse to kiss you for a week.

You can’t outplay this stubborn mf

Trust me.

Like fr,

He one time didn’t kiss you for a month,

And Shiggy went up to you thinking you were single.

That was the end of the cycle.

And you can no longer talk to Shiggy.

(Kinda hard since he’s you leader)

Part 2?

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[turnsoutnoonewasexaggerating]

Part 11 of The Sam Diaries

Read on Ao3: http://archiveofourown.org/works/10507836/chapters/27140973

20:47: Is this Eunoia?

20:47: Yes? Who are you?

20:48: It’s Neil Josten. I was trying to get hold of Sam’s number to tell him the police got a hold of the guy at the game but I couldn’t find it.

20:49: If u managed to get a hold of my mobile number in Greece I don’t think it was the police who took him away

21:01: Why doesn’t Sam have a phone?

21:05: He broke it last week and hasn’t replaced it yet Also kinda still can’t believe I actually know u pls b nice I am too excited and tired for this conversation

21:05: How did he break it? And I don’t think I’ve ever been good at nice sorry

21:06: He dropped it on the floor Apparently me in lingerie causes him to lose all motor functions

21:07: I didn’t need the extra info

21:07: Your fault for asking. Anywho, I’ll pass on the message. Thank you again for the game tickets and congrats on how well you played

21:09: Andrew’s probably bought those game tickets ten times over in ice cream by now

21:09: That is… Maybe a little bit true. I should probably give him discounts at this point

21:10: Do not it is hard enough keeping him to his diet schedule as it is

21:10: Rodger that. 21:11: Sam just asked me what I’m laughing at He is shocked and appalled at the idea of a meal plan

21:15: Don’t ever let him meet Kevin Day. He loves meal plans more than he loves his wife

21:16: Poor wife 21:20: So apparently ur demi too? Oh Shit sorry Sam’s just told me not to mention it I just haven’t met anyone irl other than Sam Ignore it

21:30: It’s fine 21:45: So Sam’s demi and he was just born like that?

21:46: Yes?

21:47: And you’re not demi right?

21:47: Nah I’m just a boring heterosexual.

21:48: I didn’t know there was a word for it I just thought I was different

21:49: Well u r but it’s not a bad thing. And it seems to be working for u guys fine!

21:50: Yeah. Thanks Eunoia.

10:52: Neil, I need to apologise I never thought I was going to get answers as to what happened to my parents And I definitely didn’t think the answers would be btw ur parents were spies Like that’s not a reality I ever had to live in Don’t get me wrong I’m 100% ready to stab ur uncle if he ever comes near me But Sam’s convinced me I shouldn’t have taken that out on u it’s not ur fault I’m sorry

11:10: Your parents were killed to save my life. I should be the one apologising. Are you ok? Also do not attempt to stab my uncle you will be killed before you even met him

11:11: Calm down crazy. U didn’t kill them. Sam's helping me through it. It's going to take a while to rewrite them in my head. I can't believe they lied to me for so many years. It's like, did I even know them? But the best thing for me is to get back to work doing what I love. And finish up wedding decisions as well :) I figured that. My parents were the good guys tho right?

11:12: I might as well have I'm glad you've got Sam. All the members of the FBI I’ve met are pricks but they were on the right side of the law I suppose. And they got taken out because they were too good at their jobs

11:12: Pls pass Andrew ur phone

11:13: Ok… 11:14: What?

11:14: Pls get ur bf’s head out of his self-deprecating arse. Also how much ice-cream will it take to win u over? I have a lot

11:15: Unfortunately it’s been stuck there since he was born. I’m sure we can come to an arrangement. Just how much of your ‘Death by Chocolate’ do you currently have stocked?

11:16: How big is ur fridge?

When Andrew had finally managed to coax a nervous and still visibly upset Neil out of the Maserati and into the shop (thankfully there didn’t seem to be any other customers in yet; Andrew had a feeling Neil would like this conversation even less in public), it’s to find Rosa deRosales behind the counter, not Eunoia. Rosa and Andrew stare at each other blankly.

“Oh yeah, Rosa, those famous Exy players I was talking about come in here all the time, I don’t really know why, but they’re pretty chill so don’t give them special treatment.” Eunoia’s voice calls from the back, getting steadily louder as she makes her way to the front. “Can you get the door for me babe?”

Rosa breaks eye-contact with Andrew to push the door to the back open and lets Eunoia, hidden behind a tower of white dopplers, into the front of the shop. She places them down on the counter carefully, having still not noticed Andrew and Neil.

Andrew takes a second to look her over. In all honesty, she looks like shit. She has bags under her eyes that speak of not just a bad night’s sleep but a truly horrific one, and she’s hobbling like she’s injured her feet in some way. Her hair, for the first time in their acquaintance, is tied back away from her face, and it makes her look serious in a way she rarely is. Her eyes are still slightly wild and more than a little haunted, but she’s calm in the way she unstacks the boxes and there’s nothing fake about her smile as she thanks Rosa.

“How long have you worked here?” Andrew says finally and Eunoia startles and looks at him in confusion.

“This is my first shift.” Rosa replies quietly, fidgeting with her apron. “I’m just helping out Eunoia while she gets some new staff, but I still fill her ‘fucked-up’ criteria.”

“You know each other?” Eunoia asks, gesturing between the two of them, giving a disapproving glance at her friend for calling herself and the other employees fucked up. Andrew shrugs.

“We were in the same foster home, but not at the same time.”

“Oh.” Eunoia says in surprise, and then she glances at Rosa and pales. “Oh.”

“Yeah.” Rosa replies, and Eunoia looks vaguely sick when she looks back at Andrew. Andrew quirks an eyebrow, feeling like he’d missed something.

“I’m guessing that’s why you were barely sober over November and December in Junior High.” Eunoia says quietly, still talking to Rosa but not taking her eyes off Andrew.

“I couldn’t believe he was really dead after I’d spent all of Freshman High hiding from him at your house.” Rosa agrees, just as softly. Neil and Andrew both stiffen.

“I suppose that makes Eunoia one of the ‘good friends who got you to the hospital in time’?” Andrew manages, eventually. Eunoia shakes her head.

“We didn’t go to the same university.”

“Not that that stopped her from flying halfway around the country to visit me in hospital in the middle of her exams.” Rosa smiles, poking her friend in the side.

“Way too many fucking coincidences.” Neil says, blinking at them all. Eunoia agrees with a laugh, and if it’s a little more hard-won than it usually is, that’s to be expected. They’re going to be ok.

"At least half of those better be mine." Andrew deadpans, pointing at the dopplers, when the feeling in the room gets a little to sappy for him to stomach, and this time when Eunoia laughs there's nothing hesitant about it at all.

“Andrew.” Kevin’s never been one for conventional greetings.

“Kevin.” Andrew replies, because neither has he.

“Are you free?” Andrew assumes he means to chat, and wonders when Thea had managed to persuade Kevin to be a little less brisk and demanding on the phone. He’s not entirely sure he likes it. He stretches out on their couch, secretly pleased with the fact that he’s short enough that his whole body fits on it lengthways with some wiggle room, and closes his eyes, listening to Neil switch on the coffee machine. Neil thinks that when the coffee machine is whirring Andrew can’t hear him singing along to the radio, and Andrew sees no reason to inform him of the truth, especially when after last week’s mess with Sam and Eunoia, Andrew was worried the singing wouldn’t come back for a while.

“From Neil? Unfortunately he’s still alive and annoying as ever.”

“Of time constraints you bastard.” Now there’s the Kevin he knows and- Knows. “I thought we could get lunch.”

“You live on the other side of the country.” Andrew deadpans, intrigued despite himself.

“And now I’m in your town.” Kevin says back with his usual stoic demeanour, no hint as to why he’s travelled hundreds of miles just to take Andrew out for lunch.

“What happened? Did you finally leave Muscles to do something about your Knox boner? Come to have a gay crisis with me?” Andrew can tell Kevin’s fuming through the phone, and Andrew knows the only reason he hasn’t exploded in rage is that he’s not sure what part of Andrew’s speech he’s most upset about.

“No.” Kevin grounds out, through gritted teeth. “I’ll meet you at that Italian place Neil took us to last time. Don’t bring him.” The line clicks dead before Andrew can ask what the fuck that’s supposed to mean.

“What the shit is going on, Day?” Andrew announces as he strides up to Kevin’s table, ignoring the waiter chasing after him about waiting to be served. Kevin flicks an apologetic look at the staff as Andrew sits across from him, who predictably all swoon over the handsome celebrity.

“I owe you.” Kevin says, uncomfortably. It’s the last thing Andrew ever expects him to say. Luckily Kevin is used to Andrew’s taciturn ways and keeps talking without being prompted. “I didn’t hold up my end of our deal.”

Andrew’s eyes narrow as Kevin clenches and unclenches his scarred hand. He doesn’t think the striker even knows he’s doing it.

“You don’t owe me anything.” Andrew says, eventually. Kevin frowns at him.

“I know it’s been ages but that doesn’t make it ok.” Kevin protests, and Andrew wants to snarl at his stupidly thick head. He hated dealing with people who didn’t understand him.

Which basically translated to he hated dealing with anyone who wasn’t Neil.

“I came up with that deal because I was desperate, and much as I meant to hold up my end of it, the way I went about it was all wrong. I built my entire life around Exy and I didn’t think for a moment that you couldn’t do the same. I knew for certain that Exy could be more to you if you just let it, and I was right, but it couldn’t be the be all end all for you.” Kevin trying to apologise is almost amusing enough for Andrew to want to continue the conversation; his face is contorted with the effort of saying the right words, and he’s still failing miserably. It’s quite possibly the first time Kevin’s tried to genuinely apologise in his life. Andrew’s fairly certain he practiced this little speech.

“You’re not listening Kevin. You don’t owe me anything.” Kevin blinks.

“I don’t understand.” Andrew rolls his eyes and looks out the window as he fidgets idly with the knife on the table in front of him. Unfortunately not sharp enough to cut the pest.

“You picked Neil.” Andrew’s hand tightens around the knife at his admission, and he watches as understanding dawns on Kevin’s face.

“Oh.”

“You’re paying for the food.” Andrew insists, not letting Kevin linger on the topic for any longer.

“We’re only here because it’s got some options with really rich carb intake.” Kevin says sternly. Andrew sometimes amuses himself thinking about Kevin’s face if he saw how loosely Andrew followed his meal plan. (And by loosely he means one night a week he eats whatever green vegetable-filled meal Neil forces down his throat, and only because Neil hates vegetables just as much and Andrew will one day capture on camera the face Neil makes around spinach.)

Andrew sends a text to Neil informing him that he’s leaving Neil for his bowl of pasta later on, and occasionally offers a comment on Kevin’s latest analysis of the upcoming season, admitting to himself quietly, with a little bloom of warmth he usually only feels around Neil, that it’s because he enjoys talking to Kevin.