#Endeavour imagines

[bullet-prooflove]

Next Time: Endeavour Morse x Reader

Tagging: @kmc1989 @caffeinatedwoman

Companion piece to:

Bruises

Morse meets you at the university, during one of his cases. He’s just leaving an interview with one of the fellows when he spots you on the lawn outside, dismissing your class. There’s a radiance to you he’s never seen in another person, a confidence that he envies. He can’t seem to tear himself away as the gaggle of young women filter past him, a copy of The Feminine Mystique tucked neatly under each their arms.

“I’m surprised there hasn’t been a riot amongst the old boys.” He says as he finds himself crouching down to help you pick up the discarded copies of Sylvia Plath’s The Bell Jar. “They don’t usually like this sort of thing.”

“They don’t really get a choice in the matter.” You say as you tuck another book under his chin, on top of the stack he already has resting against his chest. “Our Pro-Vice-Chancellor is a woman, I’d like to see them argue with her about the validity of feminist studies.”

“Oh I’m sure some of them would try.” He says as he trails after you back into the building. The books bounce uncomfortably against his ribcage as he takes the steps that lead through the entrance way. “I doubt they’d get very far.”

“Oxford boy yourself are you?” You ask as you remove a key from your pocket, jamming it into the lock of your classroom. Odd, he thinks considering everyone else leaves their doors wide open or ajar but then he sees the note that’s been shoved under the door, the cursive letters written black fountain pen ink.

WHORE, it reads.

“Comes with the territory.” You tell him as you scrunch it up in your fist before tossing it into the bin. “Some of the men here don’t like the fact that I’m educating young women to think for themselves instead of reinforcing the patriarchal message of shut up and be a good little wife and mother.”

“I could track them down for you.” He says as he sets the books down upon your desk. “Tell them what will happen if they persist.”

“We both know all that will do is pour fuel on the fire.” You say as you begin to file the books away onto the shelving against the back wall. “Besides I’d like to handle it my own way.”

He’s inclined to ask exactly what that is but you’re interrupted by the arrival of your next class of students.

“Until next time Mr…” You gesture for him to supply his name.

“Morse.” He tells you, reaching out to shake your hand. “Detective Constable.”

It’s a few weeks later that he reads the paper to discover a scathing assassination of Professor Jonty Montgomery’s character. The piece details years of blatant plagiarism on half a dozen of his works and the persistent sexual harassment of several female students.

“They’ve been forced to fire him.” You tell him when you join him for dinner later on that evening. “They’re more annoyed about the plagiarism than the harassment. They could ignore the complaints but they can’t ignore him making a fool of their academic reputation.”

There’s something in your voice, a slight inflection that makes the hair on the back of his neck stand up. He tilts his head towards you, his gaze meeting yours over the piece of chocolate fudge cake you're sharing.

“You?” He asks softly.

“It started small.” You tell him stabbing the cake with much more force than necessary with your fork. “The odd accidental grope here and there, when he became more forceful I gave him a bloody nose. He responded by pissing on my desk.”

“And then you destroyed his reputation.” He summarises, nodding his head agreeably. “More fool the next man that crosses you, you’d skin them alive and wear their pelt.”

It’s a half joke really, but there’s a seriousness to it. You’re a woman fighting against the tide of a man’s world, it wouldn’t do not to showcase the spoils of war. You’d made sure your name was used in that article, you wanted your colleagues to know what would happen to the next man that laid a hand on you or your students.

“Does that scare you?” You ask him as you dab at the corners of your lips with a napkin.

“No.” He says, the edges of his mouth tipping up into a smile. “I much rather admire it.”

He takes you to bed that night, his palms chasing over the black lace you wear underneath that starched white shirt as he makes love to you with the sound of Nino Rota in his ears. You climax together as the music hits it’s peak, the violin breaking off as the record ends and he finds himself drowning in the ecstasy of you.

He wakes up alone the next morning, a copy of The Feminine Mystique left upon his side table with a note that reads “I look forward to hearing your thoughts next time.”

He smiles as his fingertips trace over the cover, the scent of your perfume still clinging to his skin.

Next time…

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[mrsdarkandyandere7]

Can we talk about a Pro-Hero Award ceremony / gala event and how it would be such a chaotic event, because it’s the only time of the year where all of the Pro-Heroes and their (un)willing darlings come out together in public. 

Bakugo is 100% sure to spend the entire evening with a locked face and strong arm around his darling’s waist, not letting her out of his sight for one moment, regardless of how bad it looks.

As soon as the ceremony is officially over, Bakugo is dragging his darling back home, one hand tightly gripping her wrist while his other hand is busy handling the two awards he managed to win. 

Shoto and his darling are wearing matching outfits and are probably one of the chillest couples in the event. They don’t argue or yell, and they spend most of the time intertwined in the dance floor as Shoto stares at her sweetly obsessed the whole time.

He also receives a very surprising congratulating cheek kiss when he wins an award, and his thank-you speech consists of 99% of him praising the support of his darling (she’s now warming up to him and he’s very happy with it). 

Deku is a whole other story. He’s so stressed about the ordeal that he also ends up stressing his darling (RIP her mental health, seriously). At one point, he’s completely hunched over his darling in a corner, attempting to feed her some cake even though she vehemently refuses and, but he keeps insisting and insisting and insisting.

He also won’t stop blabbering and info dumping every piece of use(less)ful information as if she actually cares about the Pro Heroes that are present at the gala. 

I also believe that - on a certain point - she snapped at Izuku, tired and exhausted from his annoying behavior, and some of the yandere's - Endeavour, Hawks, Bakugo - threw Izuku a condescending glare, cause none of them would ever allow their darling to direspect them like that, much less in public.

All Might and his darling are definitely one of the happiest couples in the room, seated at a table with other Pro-Heroes and he’s proudly boasting his darling and how sweet and amazing she is, while she shyly clings to his buffy bicep, hiding her face behind the strong muscle.

Sitting at a nearby table is Endeavour, upsettingly huffing and puffing because his darling isn’t yet at the right stage of obedience and submission that he had hoped to achieve and in result, he had no other option other than leaving her at home. The basement, to be specific. Not to mention that her rebellious attitude soured his mood earlier that day, which led to a nasty backhand he gave her before leaving the house in frustration.

And now the No.2 is pissed cause her deplorable behavior is ruining his meticulously built reputation and image. Endeavour is certainly going to take his frustration on her once he gets back home, that’s for sure. 

Seated next to him is Hawks, wearing a smug smirk that fuel’s up as Endeavour’s irritation grows throughout the night. Keigo is definitely the type to perform excessively sweet and annoying PDA: kissing her, hugging, holding hands, feeding his darling, fussing over little details about her hair and make-up.

He’s so overwhelmingly affectionate (and loud) that his darling has to hide in the ladies room every 15 minutes, otherwise it gets too unbearable for her mentally sanity. But needless to say that there’s always a discreet red feather following her all the time. 

Obviously, Eraserhead didn't bother putting on an appearance. 

Whose darling do you think have the potential to cause some drama?

[yanderenightmare]

Todoroki Enji - Endeavor

TW: NSFW, dubcon/noncon, fantasy AU, orc ! Enji, Elf ! darling, size difference, exhibitionism, public sex, humilation, race war between orcs and elfs

fem reader

Thinking about Orc ! Enji taking the pretty elven princess as his little pleasure-pet after winning the war between their races…

You don’t even know the language, but you know that it’s you the big men around the table are laughing at when you’re eased down on his lap. Uselessly crying while his fat cock bullies its way inside your pretty little cunt. 

His hand is large enough to reach around your entire neck, while yours can't even reach around one of his fat fingers, let alone do anything at all with enough power to stop him. But though he’s very able to pop your head clean off, his hand settles for simply collaring you – squeezing your throat for fun, but more in an effort to keep you still as he aims himself against your taut opening.

And you’re sweating just from the fear of it despite the many failed attempts of breaching you – you know he's not going to stop trying until it's done. Able to peek down at the towering monstrosity, how it's blushed red and wet and swollen to a size bigger than your arm, rubbing itself against your slit, making you shake at the friction – feeling his thick ridges and veins catch on your clit where it grows even bigger and thicker against your stomach.

His other hand holds your thigh up, showing everyone how his cockhead smudges a kiss into your pussy-lips before finally pressing the fat bulb inside you – making you wince with wet cries as he slowly forces every last meaty inch inside your pretty elven pussy until he’s made a proud belly bulge protruding from your body as though he’s put a baby in you already.

You can only guess that he’s the leader – the way everyone pounds their fist on the table, cheering and hollering once he has himself bottomed out inside you. Your eyes lazy with tears as you pant with moans, gulping for breath with your little pink tongue lolled out like a dumb bitch in heat – chin resting on his thick pointer finger where drool starts dribbling down from the corner of your mouth. 

He feels you go completely slack and lets go of your throat, laying you against his chest instead. You would have barreled over if it weren’t for how your hands had been tied together and hung around his strong neck like a necklace, keeping you there – pretty tits heaving with sweat – cute things, smaller than his balls.

He picks up your other thigh, spreading them wide – showing everyone how good he stuffs your cunt – lifting you up and down the length – making you feel torn in two where you clench around him in hopes of staying whole. Moaning like a brazen slut with tears spilling down your cheeks and drool running down your chin, making everyone there coo and chuckle – grinning at the sight of their leader making a bitch out of the pretty elven princess whose kingdom they’d just conquered.

You’re just his dumb little cock-pet from now on – chained to his bed and made to take care of his needs every time he gives your collar a tug. And it's the same with all your pretty brothers and sisters – put in cages to please his army while they plunder more of your land and round the rest of you up – only for every last one of you to be subjugated to the same cruel fate.

♡ TODOROKI ENJI masterlist ♡ BOKU NO HERO ACADEMIA masterlist

[dream-this-nightmare-over]

Christmas thawing by Earthskot Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Endeavour (TV) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Endeavour Morse, Peter Jakes, Fred Thursday, Jim Strange, Shirley Trewlove, George Fancy, Joan Thursday, Tom Barnaby, Joyce Barnaby Series: Part 9 of A Happy Endeavour Summary: How cinnamon roll Endeavour spent Christmas Eve of 1969. He has nowhere to go, yet his heart is thawing with each new thought.

Hope you like it, enjoy!

It's December and time for Endeavour Christmas fics

Can't believe it is almost 3 months since the fandom started thinking of Endeavour Christmas fic ideas.

I have now set up a series on AO3 here and started adding those who had expressed interest as co-creators. (Series rather than a challenge or exchange to avoid the time pressure ❤️)

If you would like to participate, please message me directly (also include your AO3 pseud if different) and make sure your preferences are set to allow co-creator invitations.

Tagging the original gang below, and happy to add all who would like to join in - the more the merrier!

@astridcontramundum

@too-antigonish

@3lysa

@jessieren

@endeavourfiles

@dancelikeanarchitect

@oeuvrinarydurian

@dream-this-nightmare-over

@shelleysmary

[i-cant-sing]

Rei: Baby~ Who’s your favorite person ever?

Reader: Elmo

Rei: See! She said Mama

Enji: No she said elmo. Which means Enji ergo me.

Enji usually never really argues with Rei and goes along with whatever she says cause he still feels guilty for what he did to Rei and the kids in the past, but when it comes to whos the favourite paerent to you? Yeah, Rei will have to kill him before she even reaches that status.

Because u best believe- Enji is going over the top to make sure he becomes and STAYS your favourite parent/person forever. I mean, the day toddler reader babbled "y-youre my favourite, dad! Youre my best friend! I love you forever!" it was over for Rei, who didnt even know about the battle she had lost before it had even started. Enji made sure- he mADE SURE that he stayed your fav. Sure, Rei baked you a 5 tier birthday cake with your fav character on your 3rd birthday, but Enji bought a fucking ice cream truck home to give u unlimited ice creams (well, not unlimited. Rei had to stop u from throwing up). Rei arranged a hello kitty themed birthday for your 6th birthday, Enji had the whole Sanrio park booked just for you and the fam for the day. Rei gifted you a custom Hermes bag on your sweet 16 (customised in the sense that it had gps trackers in it), Enji bought you a fucking luxury car.

And sure, as you grow up, you tell Rei that shes also your fav parent, or that you love them both very much, but Enji knows. Oh he knows. You can lie all you want to please his delusional wife, but he knows the truth. He sees the signs- the way you have his number on speed dial first, the way you come to him first when youre in trouble, the way you use him as a shield against Rei-

You prefer him over her. He's your favourite. Always have and hell make damn sure, he always will be.

You get married to RATsuki? Yeah, well that doesnt make Katsuki your fav because guess what? Its papa Enji who just KNOWS when youre in trouble, when you need help, need HIM (girl, omg he literally has hidden cameras inside your new home, i mean yes Enji does have a sixth sense, but like yeah those cameras and mics also help him a lot).

Enji is your favourite. Periodt 💅

[rumisgf]

the mha equivalent of kendrick lamar dropping meet the grahams was dabi’s broadcast on live tv. everybody was in shambles and there had to have been so much endeavour discourse all over social media.

[bottlecap-joe-spooky]

Man he really likes those apples. Must feel nice just crunching through all that red stuff. Kinda fruity ngl.

Versions (and the iconic apple interview) under the cut

Though, it would be even better with white frills on it.

It's SO fruity even his daughter knows about it

[circusk]

i care him so much guys . guys. hes blorbo bingus

[doumadono]

Hello!

Your one and only Enji Todoroki enjoyer here!

You are my favorite writer here so I come to bother you yet another Sunday🔥

For this Sunday I'd like to ask for something a little diffrent. That is:

Threesome with one and only Enji Todoroki and Hawks!

I just think it could be really good!

Love you and HAPPY SINFUL SUNDAY ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥

A/N: hi, my cherished Anon! ❤️‍🔥 I had a hidden hope that you would visit, and you certainly didn't disappoint! Your request was not only intriguing but also presented a challenge - I wasn't quite sure how to get those two attractive men into a steamy situation, but I hope the idea I came up with is to your liking. I genuinely hope you enjoy this little piece (which was initially intended to be a blurb, but it seems I couldn't resist diving into some steamy content with our hot dilf and his winged friend, haha) Please be aware that it contains elements of non-con!

SINFUL SUNDAY

You were exhausted, having not enjoyed a good night's sleep for quite some time. While tonight had been fun, with everyone staying up late drinking, singing, and chatting around the campfire, you were in desperate need of some well-deserved rest. Maybe having a little too much to drink would help you fall asleep faster? You slipped into your nightwear and settled down, curling up in the backseat of Todoroki's van. However, what you didn't expect was the presence of two men waiting for you to get comfortable.

"Whhhaat?" you whimpered as you felt a large hand stroking up your exposed thigh, but another large hand quickly covered your mouth, muffling your exclamation.

"Shhh. We wouldn't want to wake anyone, now would we, sweetheart?" Endeavor whispered, earning a scoff from the winged hero who had also entered the van.

"What are you doing in here, Todoroki-san?" you whispered, your mind still heavy and clouded with alcohl. "I thought," you hiccupped, "I made myself clear - I don't want either of you."

"We just want to have some fun, Y/N-chan," Enji purred, planting a kiss on your cheek before trailing down your neck, eliciting both a grunt and a hiss from you. Your face still bore the rosy hue from the heavy drinking with rest of pro heroes earlier, and Enji's warm breath sent shivers down your spine in the cool night air. Suddenly, Endeavor covered your mouth again, eliciting a muffled squeak as he pushed your white tank top up, freeing your breasts, and began to circle and suck on your nipple, all the while toying with the other hardening bud between his thick fingers.

You clawed at Endeavor's wrist and arm, desperate to break free, but he easily caught both of your hands and pinned your wrists above your head to restrain you.

"Oh God, did I not make myself clear?" you mumbled, squirming and wriggling in an attempt to free yourself. "I don't waaant you or Takami."

Keigo let out a loud scoff at your words, his piercing gaze bore into yours, his eyes glistening in the dim moonlight falling into the van through windows, a mixture of amusement and arrogance dancing in his them. Kid, you can say whatever you want," he retorted, his tone dripping with smugness, "but actions always speak louder." With that, he leaned in, his lips finding your neck, sucking on your pulse point.

You moaned involuntarily.

Enji's fingers continued their gentle caress on your cheek, his touch oddly soothing despite the situation. "Don't worry, sweetheart," he cooed, "we know exactly what you want. We noticed all the glances."

"We couldn't help but notice those innocent smirks and all those glances," Hawks taunted, his voices dripping with mockery. "And the way you batted your eyelashes, practically begging for our attention. Oh, and that little performance with your glass straw? It was like you were sucking something else entirely, you filthy little sit," his words were laced with amusement as he continued to tease you mercilessly.

Endeavor leaned in closer, his lips brushing against your ear as he whispered, "And we're more than happy to give it all to you." His fingers continued to play with your breasts, sending shivers down your spine.

You couldn't help but huff in disbelief. How had these two managed to pick up on your subtle hints and glances? It seemed like they had been more observant than you had realized. You were caught between frustration and a growing desire, unsure of how to react to their blatant confidence.

Endeavor wasted no time, his fingers slipping past your shorts and pressing firmly on your heated core.

Your breath grew heavy as you squirmed under his touch, delicious moans escaping your lips. "Hah… Ohh…. Mmmm," you whimpered, your excitement evident.

"Y/N-chan, you're already soaked. Someone's been enjoying this," Endeavor chuckled lowly as he pulled down your shorts, trailing kisses from just below your navel down to your throbbing cunt.

You let out a long, needy whine, torn between desire and guilt for how much you were enjoying this.

Endeavor unfastened his trousers, placing a soft kiss on your forehead with a smirk. "We're here to make you feel good, so don't worry," he assured you as he slowly slid his impressive, hardened dick into your slick, tight pussy, savoring the sensation. "Oh fuck, she's tight," Enji licked his lips, looking at Hawks who was palming himself through his cargo pants.

As Todoroki entered you, a high-pitched moan escaped your parted lips. Your tightness enveloped him, drawing him deeper and earning a hiss from the redhead.

Endeavor pulled out, then resumed a slow, deliberate rhythm, eliciting muffled cries and moans from you beneath him.

“AH!” you moaned, the sound of your skin slapping against Endeavor's filling the confined space of the van. "Ahh.. Ahah… fuck, fuck! Yes, oh God! Yes!"

"Shhhhh, you wouldn't want to wake anyone up, would you? What would they think if they caught the sweet, innocent Y/N-chan having some fun with her work pals, hmm?" Hawks teased. He unzipped his pants and pulled out his throbbing member, adjusting his position so that it lightly grazed your cheek. "Suck, you little slut."

Endeavor could tell you were thoroughly enjoying yourself from the way you whimpered and took ragged breaths. You felt absolutely amazing, your tightness gripping him perfectly.

Your mind was clouded and fuzzy from the vodka, but there was no mistaking it; it was Endeavor who was fucking you. "Ah!" you tried to cover your mouth but failed to muffle a moan.

"No need to hold back, your moans are adorable!" Hawks pushed his dick past your lips, smirking. He reached out and began to play with your breasts, teasing your nipples between his rough fingers, causing you to whine even more around his member. "Fuck, look at you, sucking my cock so well. You enjoy getting fucked senseless by Todoroki, don't you? Naughty little songbird."

"Hawks, you've got to feel her, she's so damn tight," Endeavor gestured toward Takami.

Hawks continued to thrust into your mouth, pushing his member deep enough for his tip to brush the back of your throat repeatedly, causing you to gag and whimper. "Just like that, suck my cock like your life depends on it, dove."

Soon, Keigo withdrew his member from your mouth and leaned in to give you a sloppy, passionate kiss, leaving a string of saliva connecting your lips to his. Meanwhile, Todoroki pulled his throbbing cock out of your wet and glistening pussy. Hawks shifted between your legs, tracing his tongue along your incredibly sensitive clit, swirling it around and gently sucking, flicking it to heighten your pleasure while pumping his throbbing dick, rubbing the tip leaking precum with his thumb. "Fuccck. She's so fucking hot I'll fucking cum."

Endeavor sat down on the seat and positioned himself underneath you. He grabbed your hair forcefully and guided your head down to his massive cock, causing you to drool uncontrollably. You hungrily licked and sucked on Endeavor's sizable dick, his hips thrusting erratically into your mouth and throat, driving you deeper into a frenzy of passion.

Hawks had withdrawn his face from your moist cunt, lowering his pants to his ankles and teasingly rubbing his tip against your lips before gradually sliding inside. "Damn, songbird, you're incredibly warm and tight. You fit me so perfectly," he grunted as he pushed deeper into you, leaning in to kiss the curve of your ear. This earned a muffled, throaty groan from you underneath him, your drool coating Endeavor's cock as Hawks pulled out and thrust back into you. His wings fluffed up involuntarily as he struggled to contain his pleasure, pressing against your cervix and stretching your entrance with his throbbing member.

"Y/N-chan, damn, I'm gonna cum…" Endeavor panted, his grip on your hair tightening.

Your eyes were teary, and drool spilled from your mouth, your tongue hanging out to avoid gagging on Enji as he thrust erratically and sloppily. He soon jerked and filled your mouth, forcing your head down on him to ride out the orgasm, his hips rocking uncontrollably. "Take it, little one, just like that, swallow."

Hawks was far from done with you yet, thrusting at a steady pace before pulling out right before his climax to kneel down and lick up your juices. They were intoxicating to him, like ambrosia. "Delicious, dove, you're fucking delicious."

You were far gone, unable to form words and too exhausted to move, so you only moaned, arching your back.

Once he finished lapping up your wetness, he rubbed himself against your hot lips and began thrusting into you at an incredible speed again, rocking the van even more. The loud slapping and squelching sounds of rough sex filled the air, along with your heavy breathing and Takami's mumbled moans and soft coos to you about how good you felt. "Are you ready, dove? I'm gonna fill you so well," Keigo growled, leaning down to kiss your cheek. He thrust one last time, emptying his pent-up release into you, riding out the effects of his orgasm, shivering, his wings unfurling as much as it was possible.

After they finished, Endeavor and Hawks exited the vehicle and went to fetch a few more drinks, feeling content with the steamy encounter they had shared with you, exchanging some dirty thoughts about you.

Lying exhausted on the seat, you contemplated the events that had just unfolded. At some point, the warm, pleasant sensation had enveloped your tired body, and you drifted into a deep slumber, unaware of when it had happened.

[smol-soop-spoon]

imagine being the guy who supposedly inspired Henry's character and discovering thousands of complete strangers on the internet are violently thirsting over your fictional alter ego

[blakeswritingimagines]

Dancing around with them

Aizawa: Dancing with you is a very intimate experience. It allows him to get close to someone and enjoy the rhythm of your movements. It's a time to share trust and let go of whatever he's feeling at the moment. The steps and movements of dance form a language that allows you to communicate with each other. It's a feeling of unity when he can move in sync with his partner and feel connected to you through the music.

All Might: Dancing with his partner is a beautiful and indescribable feeling. The joy and excitement of being in step with each other, gliding across the floor like one entity, and expressing yourselves together through movement and music, is something that can't be put into words. It is an expression of pure unity and harmony and one of the most exhilarating and fulfilling experiences one can have.

Endeavor: Dancing with you can be described as a game of cat and mouse. Every movement and every gesture must be calculated to maximize your chances of victory. Every step forward must be matched by an equal and opposite step back, as a dance requires two to tango. This level of coordination can only be achieved when your movements become so in sync that you can predict each other's actions before they come to pass.

Hawks: Dancing around with you is so much fun to him. It's like a dream come true when you're on a dance floor together. He gets to let loose and really take in the moment. The music is amazing and it's just the two of both you. He really wishes everyone could feel what he feels when he's dancing with you.

Shigaraki: Dancing with you is a very interesting experience. It can be a bit awkward at times, as you are often very close together and must synchronize your moves. However, there is a sense of thrill and excitement that comes from it. The sensation of moving in unison with another person can be a very powerful and enjoyable experience. Overall, dancing with you can be a beautiful and joyful experience, as you share a sense of solidarity and understanding.

Dabi: Dancing with you is like moving in step with a divine being. Every movement is coordinated and every moment feels like he is one with you. It is as though your souls are intertwined. He feels the weight of your hand in his and every touch is like a moment of pure bliss. When your eyes meet, your energy sparks a flame that lights the dance floor. It is a most sublime and magical experience that makes his heart beat like thunder at such foreign tenderness.

Twice: Dancing alongside somebody else can be quite enjoyable. Especially when it is somebody that you are close to. It may be difficult to stay in sync while doing so, but the feeling of togetherness that is produced by dancing with someone is quite exhilarating. The movements that you are performing and the feelings that you are experiencing can make for an unforgettable experience.

Overhaul: He does not "dance." Dancing involves unnecessary movements in a useless manner. He is only guided by practicality and efficiency; dancing does not contribute to either of those. His actions are guided by you and him, working together in unison to complete your objective. Dancing is superfluous and is not conducive to the ultimate goal or to progress in any capacity.

[amusingmorley]

Watching Life on Mars for the millionth time, and yet again thinking about how funny a crossover episode with Endeavour would be.

Both 1970’s set police shows. Incredibly different universes.

[seeherdchen]

[dungeons-and-dragon-age]

varric's death is actually great for the rook!addie agenda

[gaytobymeres]

is this the most self-indulgent fic ever? sources say maybe

[frickingnerd]

Pro Hero Masterlist

Toshinori Yagi / All Might

i'd stop the world for you - oneshot

all might breaking up with his s/o - headcanons

dating all might & endeavour - headcanons

Enji Todoroki / Endeavour

yandere endeavour - headcanons

endeavor with a sidekick who isn't intimidated by him - headcanons

dating all might & endeavour - headcanons

Keigo Takami / Hawks

↳ Masterlist

Rumi Usagiyama / Mirko

mirko with a s/o who has a fox quirk - headcanons

mirko dating a yakuza boss - headcanons

dating mirko & lady nagant - headcanons

Tsunagu Hakamada / Best Jeanist

best jeanist comforting his self concious s/o - headcanons

Shinya Kamihara / Edgeshot

secret kisses with edgeshot - headcanons

Mirai Sasaki / Sir Nighteye

workplace crushes - oneshot

sir nighteye seeing his own death in his s/o's future - headcanons

Taishiro Toyomitsu / Fatgum

fatgum when he's jealous - headcanons

Ryuko Tatsuma / Ryukyu

the curse of the dragon princess - oneshot

ryukyu with a sidekick who overworks themselves - headcanons

Shota Aizawa / Eraserhead

dating shota aizawa - headcanons

fake dating shota aizawa - headcanons

mornings with aizawa - headcanons

aizawa with a s/o who has a healing quirk - headcanons

Hizashi Yamada / Present Mic

present mic dating a metalhead - headcanons

spending time with present mic - headcanons

Nemuri Kayama / Midnight

bruised hearts heal slowly - drabble

midnight crushing on her sidekick - headcanons

Sekijiro Kan / Vlad King

vlad king when he's jealous - headcanons

Yu Takeyama / Mount Lady

the taste of the enemy - drabble