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Boyfriend head-canon - Oikawa Tо̄ru

⤙ Summary: basically, a head-canon about how I imagine Oikawa in a relationship. ⊹ Genre: fluff, smut and a tiny bit of angst ⊹ Word count: 1779 ⊹ Warnings: NSFW ⤙ Author’s note: this head-canon is a bit bigger than I anticipated. I still feel like I’m missing so much more so I might edit this in the future and add onto it. For now, I hope you just enjoy it :)

So, let's say you and Oikawa got together.

I don't see Oikawa as someone who opens up easy. It takes the man a lot of time and trust so you'll have to be patient if you want to develop a relationship with him.

You must've been (very very good) friends before he even sees you as a potential significant other. 

I've seen a lot of Haikyuu fans bashing on the man because of that one scene with Kageyama. They don't realise that Oikawa was at his lowest point during this moment and was overall just doing very, very bad. 

It's also a scene where we get to see Oikawa's fakes finally breaking down. 

You need to show Oikawa you're there for him, even if he pushes you away at the very beginning.

He's afraid to show you his insecurities, even if you're already aware of them in the first place. 

He's just so so afraid of losing you. He’s afraid you’ll leave him behind once you get to see the other -not so pretty- side of him.

So, try to break him,

in a good way, of course.

Also, give him a lot of space. And by this, I mean, give the man attention but let him do his things like he always has done. 

Even though you're now his partner, Oikawa is still selfish in that perspective. He won't try his hardest best to change his schedule for you.

You know volleyball is important to him, right? So you must understand why he won't do so.

Trust me,

He'll come back running once he realises this kind of behaviour was the exact reason his ex broke up with him.

"I'm so sorry. It's just- I'll try harder."

And if Oikawa says so, he really means it. This man keeps his promises, I'll give him that.

He's just very insecure about a lot of things, though he might not show that side of him immediately. 

If you've come across the point where Oikawa fully knows he's accepted by you, he'll show you his true colours. 

Expect him to break down in front of your -yet to be opened- front door. 

Just take the man inside and comfort him. 

He likes to be pampered.

Now, onto a bit more fluffy stuff.

This man is one hundred per cent the affectionate type. 

If he wants to feel your skin, he will do anything in his power to do so. 

Out in public but suddenly craving you? He's kissing your forehead and pushing you against his chest while holding your waist with his right arm and intertwining your hands with his left hand.

Together in one's bedroom? He'll either plop on top of you, burying his head into the crook of your neck with his body all over yours or will push you against his chest and let you rest your head in the crook of his neck while running his hands slowly through your hair until he hears your evening breaths. 

He just likes to know you're still there with him. 

Sorry buddy's, it's the insecurities.

It's also a way of apologising for the time he loses with you because of volleyball. He tries his hardest best to make the time you two have unforgettable.

If he finally got a day off, he will one hundred per cent take you on a date. 

Expect this man to go all out.

Clothes, shoes, accessories, oh yeah, and the date itself too

He almost forgot about that, but let's ignore that for now 

Okay, so these are the type of dates he would definitely take you on,

Coffeeshop dates, picnics, star-gazing, home-theatre.

Let me explain each date

Coffeeshop dates: it has to be one of those cosy, very warm atmosphere shops. He likes to see a lot a brown, dark green, some orange and of course, plants. It's an aesthetic the pretty setter loves to be surrounded by to unwind from everything going on. 

It's also a perfect colour palette for his Instagram feed.

He'd wear a grey sweater with vinyl pants and -of course- wear his glasses to add to the look. 

This mf is actually blind without them but only wears them when they match his outfit. 

Anyway, 

Picnics: Oikawa would take care of everything. The only thing you need to do is just be there. He likes to lay down with you, telling you about his day/week. The pretty scenery above your heads and in front of you keeps amazing him. He will never get tired of the prettiness Mother Nature offers. Bonus!! Bring him milk bread and he’ll spin you around before settling you back on the ground and pecking your lips ever so slightly.

Star-gazing: I see Oikawa as an intelligent human being. Besides that, he is very curious about various things. He almost always has a question about something. If he feels romantic or just simply wants to see you, he’ll call you when the sun has set, telling you he is waiting for you outside. I know for a fact that this dude has some secret hide-out since he was a child. He hasn’t shared it with anyone, not even Iwaizumi, because it was his spot to completely shut the outside world out. He really doubted whether he should tell you about it or not. But, he wanted to show you himself, all of him. He loves you too much to let you be apart of that “outside world”. Arriving at the spot, he would lay down with you in the tall grass, eyes immediately fixating on the bright stars. He would point out the zodiac signs, telling you some facts about his sign and yours (yes, he did his research). On the court, Oikawa feels big. He feels big with his team and is not afraid to lose if it were with them. But now that he lays underneath the big open sky, he realises how tiny he is in this universe. He starts to think about how lucky he is to have met you in this big universe. Expect some sappy shit and maybe some tears if he feels vulnerable. 

Home-theatre: sometimes, it’s better to stay indoors with your loved one. And Oikawa completely agrees with that. After a long week of school or work he just likes to unwind. Now, he would invite you over. And girl- when I tell you what he did. You didn’t exactly expect a fort in front of his television. But then again, we are talking about Oikawa here. It’s adorable, though. There are fairy lights all over the place, candles lit and an unnecessary amount of pillows and fluffy blankets. You both lay down and pick a movie. Settling on “Ponyo” because Oikawa once mentioned the drawing style makes him feel at ease. This man has one of his arms either wrapped around your figure or intertwined his fingers with you. He prefers to have you cuddled into him, whether that be spooning or laying on top of his chest. He just likes to keep you close. It’s these moments Oikawa cherishes the most: the domestic ones. 

Let’s hope I fed you enough fluffy content because I’m ready to flip the switch once again. 

Like I mentioned before, Oikawa is a curious man. 

And this also applies to kinks.

I know for a fact he is not scared to try out new things. He just wants two things: trust and honesty.

He wants you to trust him and trust you. He also wants you and him to be as honest as possible.

Do you not like something even though he seemed to be into it? Tell him, he wants it to be as equally enjoyable for you as it is for him.

Now, I’ve seen a lot of headcanons telling Oikawa is a switch with sub tendencies. 

I’m only gonna have to agree on the first part.

This kid is, indeed, a switch. However, he is more of a switch with dom tendencies, in my eyes.

Big on praise, like, very big. 

Secretly likes receiving more than giving, but you never heard that from me.

He also is into slight bondage. Handcuffs, ropes etc.

He likes to tie you up and block your sight. It makes him feel in control. 

Also, the way you squirm whenever he’s breathing or whispering into your ear when you least expect it, gets him rock hard every time. 

However, do the same to him and he’ll obey.

After being the fattest brat ever, of course.

#pegoikawa2020

Some other kinks he has are breath play, cockwarming, degradation, role-play, overstimulation, pain, food-play, stockings, cute lingerie and sadism.

(There are so many more kinks he likes and I want to go into detail about all of these but this shit will get too long so I won’t. Request if you want to see what I’d say about his kinks.)

He can go all out. 

But Oikawa prefers the more gentle sex where you just take time to enjoy each other’s carcasses. 

Is super vulnerable whenever that happens and has indeed broken down a couple of times during the act.

He can’t help it: he loves you too much that he can’t even keep on that facade anymore.

Aftercare with this baby is so cute. 

If the previous moments were a lot rougher, he likes to check up on you and praise you for your work. 

However, he gets you a glass of water and a towel to clean up the mess every time. 

When taken care of, he likes to plop down and just hold you as close as possible. Usually runs his fingers through your hair to confirm you’re still there with him. 

Falls asleep real quick, ngl

If I can give you a piece of advice: get up the morning after to make him breakfast

It’s something small but Oikawa really feels loved whenever he’s taking care of

Asks you to take place beside him and shares his breakfast with you

Yes, he is the type to put food into his mouth and share it with you with the help of a kiss that transfers the piece of food into your own mouth

Mornings like these are intimate and Oikawa cherishes them the most

Usually followed by just a lazy day of enjoying the presence of one another and probably some romance anime or Black Mirror binge watch.

Overall, this baby needs a lot of reassurance in his relationship. Let him know you’re there and won’t leave him (one of his, if not biggest, insecurities). Make him feel loved and let him take his time to warm up to you. Oikawa is worth the wait.

Bonus!!

Iwaizumi is so very glad to see his best friend happy. He’s very grateful you two have met. Will never not show you how much he appreciates him.

“Thank you for loving him, Y/n-san,” Iwaizumi would say, voice lowered in hopes his friend wouldn’t be eavesdropping.

“Iwa-chan! Are you flirting with my girlfriend?”

“Shut up, shittykawa! You don’t deserve someone as good as her!”

He’s just happy his best friend is finally able to share his insecurities with someone he loves so much.

You’re a blessing to the both of them. 

[blossom-hwa]

college model!juyeon

SO the people have spoken (aka 3 people but it’s more than 0 so I DON’T CARE) and without further ado HERE WE GO IT’S A COLLEGE MODEL JUYEON BLURB. please reblog if you enjoyed and check out my other dumb overly long blurbs in the stream of idiocy tag on my blog <3

pairing: juyeon x gender neutral!reader

wc: 2.4k

genre: fluff, a bit of angst when mc is stressed, university!au

triggers: cursing, like the tiniest bit of suggestive stuff but absolutely nothing explicit (it’s really just saying juyeon is hot which wbk)

fashion major!kevin

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so juyeon isn’t actual a professional model-model like he just happens to be v tall and v handsome and therefore catches the eye of every single fucking fashion major (and other people too) on campus but i’m focusing on the fashion majors because he is LITERALLY model material. have you seen those fucking arms and that fucking face ANYWAY MOVING ON juyeon is an absolute sweetheart behind those stupid muscles and anyone who works with him swears it is impossible like legitimately impossible not to fall in love with his dumb little smile but the thing is juyeon only really agrees to model for fashion major kevin usually like sometimes kevin will pull in a favor and ask him to model for someone else who can’t find anyone (bc let’s be real kevin’s got a lot of friends he could definitely rope someone into modeling for him /cough the other 2/3 of bermuda line cough/ but more often than not kevin takes juyeon not bc juyeon is like the best model or whatever (he’s good obv but some people probably have more experience) but bc juyeon is the only one who will willingly wear some of kevin’s more questionable choices

and the fucking thing is. he still looks good in them. he walks down the runway in this weird ass shirt and pants or whatever the hell kevin’s cooked up for this assignment and people are like.... IT’S SO WEIRD BUT WHY IS JUYEON PULLING IT OFF

so YEAH juyeon is happily modeling his way through college while doing a dance major (one time kevin did his makeup to purposely make him look slightly sweaty and the crowd went fucking insane) and he’s got a lot of things going for him, looks, talent, hard work, etc. and he’s v good at dancing, one of the top in his year so in exchange for his modeling work kevin goes to his dance recitals/competitions to cheer him on and that’s actually how juyeon meets you

you’re feeling shitty bc you just broke up with your partner for whatever reason, let’s just say it was not an amicable breakup and you were about to hole yourself up in 1. the dorm or 2. the lab and just drown yourself in work to forget everything but kevin is one of your good friends and he rolls up and is like. nah. fuck no i’m taking you out we are going to get lunch and then we are going to go see my model friend at one of his dance recitals i promise you it will be FUN and??? you can’t exactly refuse because it’s kevin and he’s not wrong you actually do need to go outside and get some fresh air bc the only time you have left a building over the past week or so is to 1. go to class/the lab from your dorm or 2. to go to your dorm from class/the lab (you are a science major here bc i am a science major and i am heavily projecting ok don’t come at me. though i will say you do theoretical physics which i DO NOT DO but i think it’s cool if mind-blowing so again. projection. despite the fact that i will not touch quantum mechanics after today with a ten foot pole)

so kevin forces you outside and the day is going ok like it’s nice out and he pays for the food and the dance recital is amazing and juyeon has this mf solo that’s absolutely gorgeous and you’re like hitting kevin in the shoulder like omg dude how did you score a friend this talented and he’s like??? what the fuck do you mean by that are you saying i’m not talented and you’re like. well. and then he threatens to deck you but it’s all in good fun anyway MOVING ON when the recital is over kevin drags you over to meet juyeon bc he’s like! it is unacceptable that two of my good friends do not know each other and juyeon if you’re not doing anything you should come with us to dinner! and juyeon is like well i was going to go out with the dance team but you two could come with us and he’s all smiley and soft and you half want to praise the heavens and half want to go to hell bc he looks so sweet and happy and lovely and it’s an honor to be in his presence but at the same time you haven’t left a building for like a week and you’re pretty sure you still have eyebags that haven’t disappeared (jokes on you they’ll never disappear this is university) but kevin says yes for both of you and so you end up with dinner plans too

and it’s fun! everyone is really nice and even though you know nothing about dance you and juyeon end up having v cool conversation about each other’s interests and all that and you’re so immersed in talking with him that you don’t see kevin giving you side-eyes next to you every five fucking minutes (he’s like well. i didn’t see this coming but i’m not going to complain) and by the end of the night you have juyeon’s number in your phone and you’ve made plans to get coffee before class the next day (you don’t have the same class but they’re in adjacent buildings and at the same time so why not) and you go back to your dorm feeling happier than you’ve felt all week

it continues like this?? like it’s actually v weird bc even when you two don’t have plans to meet up juyeon just magically appears around where you’re supposed to be and when you remark on this at one point juyeon just kinda blushes and diverts the topic which makes you suspicious a little but he’s really sweet and has no stalker-ish vibes and you also double-check with kevin who just fucking starts laughing over the phone until you hang up bc he clearly doesn’t have the brain cells to talk to you anywho this is model juyeon and i haven’t talked about that much but HERE WE GO 

kevin has a fashion show assignment coming up and juyeon doesn’t have much time to hang out anymore between fittings with kevin + his own major so you end up carting your ass to the fitting sessions after kevin invites you once to see what’s going on and juyeon actually gets scared by all the numbers n shit on your papers bc like what the fuck y/n are you a computer and you just whap him over the head with your stack of homework and say no shut the fuck up and model pretty boy (you don’t see but juyeon blushes bc you called him pretty. kevin saw though and he’s not impressed) but you end up not focusing on your homework bc kevin has juyeon put on and take off clothes at multiple points during the session and ofc if it’s pants or whatever juyeon goes into a different room but if it’s just a shirt.... let’s just say you get a free show and at some point you’re just like yeah i have to go and kevin’s like?? there’s still an hour left and you say something like i can’t focus here the vibes are off and KEVIN KNOWS WHAT’S UP but juyeon is adorably oblivious so he’s just like! ok! see you later y/n i hope you get your homework done :) and he’s so smiley and cute and you just want to melt and cry bc he’s shirtless which is hot asf but he’s also smiling like that which is cute asf and you’re getting whiplash

(you still end up joining the sessions every so often. you bring homework to try and get it done but your time is either spent critiquing kevin’s fashion choices or staring subtly (not) at juyeon)

then a not good week rolls around and it’s just been absolutely shitty between crap professors and too much homework and your lab is working on submitting a paper soon and you’re stressed to the max and to top things off you saw your ex earlier and they tried to talk to you and you really didn’t want to have it so you’re in the lab crying over your computer while you try to proofread the stupid paper and your phone is off bc you don’t want to talk to anyone but then the door bursts open and you nearly have a heart attack and there juyeon stands in clothes that definitely aren’t his own (they’re too sleek and fancy to be normal clothes at least) and his eyes are kinda wild before they locate you in the corner of the room, shell-shocked and confused and also still crying a little bit out of stress 

and oh god juyeon’s eyes just soften totally and he walks over and before you know it you’re being pulled into a juyeon hug which is quite possibly one of the best hugs you have felt in a very long time and you’re doing your best not to break down right then and there bc his clothes feel hella expensive and he’s asking you what’s wrong and you can’t speak bc if you do you’ll cry on his model clothing and you finally manage to say that and there’s a beat of silence and then juyeon just goes well would it help if i took the shirt off 

AND THAT JUST SETS YOU OFF AND NOW YOU’RE CRYING AND LAUGHING AT THE SAME TIME AND JUYEON IS HALF SMILING HALF UPSET THAT YOU’RE STILL SAD BUT LIKE IT’S FINE IT’S TOTALLY FINE AND somehow you manage not to ruin kevin’s latest fashion creation (which makes juyeon look unfairly handsome even through your puffy eyes) and juyeon closes your laptop and takes you out to the convenience store (still dressed in his modeling outfit jfc) and over shitty ramen and alcohol (or water/juice/whatever if you don’t drink) you tell him about your crap week and juyeon commiserates and listens

at some point you ask him why he’s still wearing kevin’s clothes like?? surely you weren’t running around in them all day and juyeon just looks down and mumbles something and you’re like speak louder dude i can’t hear you and apparently he was in the middle of a session w kevin and kevin looked super stressed and worried and juyeon asked what was up and he told him about how you weren’t responding to anything and juyeon just. booked it the fuck out of there to find you and well now here you both are

and that. that just touches the FUCK out of you and wow you’re crying again bc of that and out of guilt for not talking to kevin or anyone and juyeon’s freaking out like oh my god please stop crying did i say something wrong and you’re just wiping your tears away with a napkin like no you doofus i’m sorry i made you worried it was just that shitty week and??? why did you sprint out of there IN KEVIN’S MODEL CLOTHES you gotta give those back??? and it looks like silk you know that’s going to be a bitch to clean

juyeon just pouts then and mumbles something under his breath and is like. it’s not more important than you.

which makes you reel bc that sounded a lot more like a confession than you’re really ready to process and juyeon seems to realize that at the same time and now you two are both just wide-eyed staring at each other and juyeon’s ears are going red and you’re still in shock and at some point you’re like... juyeon you stupid bastard say that again and he DOES and okay maybe you’re not dating by the end of the night but you sure are two weeks later when you ask him whether or not this is now a date and if he’s your boyfriend and juyeon spills coffee all over himself

(he mumbles yes as you’re wiping the coffee off his front though so it’s fine)

(it does not help that the coffee has now made the outline of his stomach visible)

anyway in general it’s a v cute and v sweet relationship :D juyeon is head over heels for you and you’re head over heels for him too and you’re not like the over the top sweet and gross couple you two like to keep it a little low-key but ofc that doesn’t stop kevin from banning you from fitting sessions w juyeon out of fear that you’ll like make out while juyeon’s wearing the modeling clothes but that’s just kevin being a little shit so it’s fine

juyeon manages to bring that silk shirt back to kevin in one clean piece

you manage not to die every time you go to one of juyeon’s dance recitals (even when he puts in a fake eyebrow piercing and you almost have a heart attack)

juyeon often likes to come into the lab for nothing other than to watch you work bc according to him its fascinating to watch you manipulate numbers and actually the lab is a v nice and quiet place to get things done when it’s mostly empty so you have a few study dates there

you go to juyeon’s dance practices sometimes when you have nothing better to do and get excited over showing him the physics of some of the dance moves and juyeon understands almost none of it but he’s beaming bc you’re so excited and animated while talking about it and the first time this happens is when you two have your first kiss. you ask juyeon if he was kissing you to shut you up and he says no i just thought you looked so happy that i had to kiss you

juyeon is a gentleman and you are like the sarcastic best friend turned lover but it really works out and yea there are a lot of people jealous that you managed to wrap juyeon around your finger but you’re also wrapped around his it’s v much a partnership where both of you rely on each other and yeah. it’s sweet. it’s lovely. juyeon hot but more important juyeon best boyfriend ever <3

and that’s how it goes.

If you enjoyed, please don’t forget to reblog and leave a comment to tell me what you thought! Thank you for reading and have a lovely day <3

(1 reblog = 1 prayer for kevin’s clothes let’s all pray that no tears stain his silk)

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Random Shigaraki Headcanons

This boi. This grubby boi. I love him so much but at the same time he would probably literally dust me so... (oof this one kinda dragged on and on... lol)

Literally has no idea about real-life relationship dynamics outside of what he’s observed in his own parents, in Sensei, and in Kurogiri. All he thinks in the beginning is that people who claim to love you will stand by and let you be hurt, that villains took care of him better than any damn hero, and that he can only truly rely on himself. (And Sensei.)

It takes a loooooooong time of interacting with other people to break himself out of this mindset, and even then, sometimes it comes creeping back if bad things happen.

Getting into canon territory with this one, but really, really, reeeeeeeeally hates heroes because they didn’t even bother to help him when he was going through a whole mental breakdown. Literally one of the only reasons he hates them so much. I know this is pretty much canon, but I doubt he would ever grasp Stain’s ideology of ‘maybe some are good’ because in his eyes, not even the underground pro heroes even bothered to see if he was okay. Remember the scene from the manga with the old lady when he was a child? Yeah. There were bound to be heroes he bumped into, even off-duty ones, and nobody even gave him another glance.

Has extremely bad abandonment issues. If he likes you, he’s gonna want to keep you because he didn’t really have anything nice to call his own while growing up, and Sensei kept him fairly isolated so he literally tolerates nobody else other than him and Kurogiri at first. Reacts horribly when his friends want to break off the friendship. Goes through a whole depressive episode for a while, his old insecurities pop back up, and he really thinks he’s worse than trash and not worth anyone’s time or attention for a while. Prime time for Sensei to further twist his mind.

On that same note, if you’re dating, for the love of everything still good in this world do not break his heart. He will never forgive you. Literally will go to the grave before he forgives you for doing what you did (whether it be cheating on him or completely dropping him like a hot potato). Although this might also extend to little issues that make him feel like you don’t love him enough, he’ll forgive you if you show him plenty of attention and apologize for whatever he was upset over. If you cannot remain patient through his toxic mindsets, it’s best not to get into a relationship in the first place with him if you want to still remain friends afterward, because breaking it off means instant heartbreak.

Anyway! Back to happier, funnier hcs!!

The whole embodiment of the “Wears black in summer because I look good and am willing to suffer” vine. Will not give up his comfy black shirt and sweats for anything because yes, he does look good in black, and yes, he is willing to suffer. He’ll switch to a v-neck tee though. Even he’s not that masochistic.

Really prone to dry skin. I know that’s canon, but just... this poor man can’t keep moisturized to save his own life. Constantly has to apply a special moisturizer that’s specifically made for ultra-sensitive skin and has no scents whatsoever.

Will gripe about having to spend so much money on ointment and moisturizer for both him and Dabi. It’s one of the very few things they bond over, other than having a shitty father and pushover family... and their hatred of All Might.

Shigaraki 100% would be Dabi’s alibi if he actually managed to kill Endeavor. When it comes to the shitty dad club, he’s a fuckin’ ride-or-die.

Kinda sensitive over the fact that both he and Midoriya have the same sort of red shoes, but he loves his pair too much to throw them out. Purposefully aims for Midoriya’s shoes every single time they meet each other on the off chance that they get ruined enough for him to get different shoes, unknowing that he literally can’t just... get differently-colored shoes due to him being originally Quirkless (yes, The Shoes™ theory strikes again)

Literally never forgets a single thing about people he cares about. He’s the type of person who will remember every single thing you tell him about yourself, and especially birthdays. While he doesn’t exactly show his affection very loudly, he would be the type of person who tell you “happy birthday” on the day of as soon as he first sees you, and would treat you a little nicer all day that day.

This boy just has the biggest, scarred heart for his ‘good crowd’. I cannot stress enough just how much like Midoriya he could’ve turned out if he hadn’t been abandoned by society. This mf would give the green bean a run for his motherfuckin money.

“I really just hate the world and everything in it... except for you, maybe I could make an exception for you because you’re nice to me and I appreciate your company too much”

Even though I hc quite a few League members to be like cats when it comes to affection, Shigaraki’s spirit animal is a cat. Likes to lounge about in off-moments, slow to affection and very quick to remember exactly how people treat him, yet if he likes you he shows affection quietly enough that it’s not obvious at first. Like “oh, you’re in the same room as me. It’s not like I missed you or anything, me sitting right next to you at the bar when it’s totally empty means nothing. The fact that I’m looking right at you when you’re talking doesn’t mean I like you.”

LOVES HUGS. If you hug him and he likes you, you’ve probably made his whole day. Depending on how things are going, probably his whole fucking week. Just please hug him, he needs positive affection so bad

Major tsun-tsun. The most tsun-tsun. Grumpy until you get to know him, and if he likes you he’ll show you in little ways: listening to your ideas more, letting you stay closer for longer, maybe getting you something like food.

AFRAID OF TOUCH. I REPEAT, AFRAID OF TOUCH. Not from anyone he likes, of course; this baby is so touch-starved that he deserves a thousand hugs. But if he likes you, he will not initiate physical affection because he’s so afraid of accidentally dusting you. The memories of his family dying (except for his father, because #FuckKotaro2k21) haunt him almost every time he dreams (and if that doesn’t, then other traumatizing events certainly do), and he absolutely would not forgive himself if he dusted his favorite League member/civilian.

Definitely likens the rest of the League to his MVPs after a while of knowing them. Knowing how he operates, it’s adorable.

Would begrudgingly let Toga play around with his hair. I can just see him sitting blank-faced, staring at the mirror as she talks about whatever while brushing and braiding it into a cute plait. He would be hesitant to undo her hard work afterward, no matter how much he grouches that it “ruins his boss vibe”.

The kind of person to go to McDonalds at 3 AM just because he was craving chicken nuggets and ranch. Yes, ranch. He’s an old-school mf who don’t got no time for no barbecue.

Gets really irritated over Toga mooning over Uraraka and Midoriya, but doesn’t stop her from talking about how much she wants to ‘be’ them. (Encourages homicide. Advises homicide. Spinner has to stop her from actually getting ready to commit homicide.)

Disgruntled™

G L O A T S about the time he took away Overhaul’s chance to use his Quirk. “Yeah, we would’ve been satisfied with Compress taking his left arm away to be petty, but then Overhaul had to be a sentient piece of dick cheese, and well, y’know I couldn’t let him get away with that”

It’s becoming a problem. The others have learnt to tune him out once he gets going. Compress just smiles under the mask when he remembers it. Nobody knows what he’s really thinking.

His damn crowning moment. His apex point. There’s no going further beyond that (until he finally defeats Midoriya and takes over Japan as the world’s most feared villain of all time).

“Shigaraki, I’mma let you finish, but AFO still holds the record for being the most infamous villain of all time! Of all time!” <-- let the boy dream okay, he’s been waiting for this moment his whole damn life

Can you tell that I’m still horribly salty over Overhaul being an ass? Because I’m still horribly salty over Overhaul being an ass

Chronic emo phase. Hears the G note and just sighs heavily

Has probably seen hentai. Doesn’t really get the appeal of high-pitched feminine screams. Probably more of a tiddy man than an ass man. Just... boobie

His first fictional crush was Aeris/Aerith. Legitimately lost his shit when she died.

Man Crush Monday is Sephiroth all the way. Especially his one-winged angel form. Wanted to cosplay him for Halloween but didn’t because the cosplay was too costly.

Will make “That’s what she said” jokes in the most deadpan voice. At least Mustard kinda snickers at them.

Probably would’ve been pretty patient with Eri. Her traumatic past certainly would’ve pitted her as a kindred spirit with him, and he would think her Quirk would be a powerful asset if used right. Probably would’ve practiced it by destroying something and then telling her to rewind it so that he can break it again.

Shigaraki, holding Eri by her armpits: “I’ve only had her for ten minutes but if anything happened to her I’d dust everyone in the room to make her feel better”

The rest of the League: “???????? Okay?????”

Legitimately holds a powerful grudge against parents who abuse or neglect their children, especially against abusive fathers. Almost as powerful as his hatred for All Might. Will actively go after someone he sees is abusive to their children and will not let them live.

Would probably adopt an orphan after killing their abusive parents. “Oh, that was your dad/mom/parent? Well guess you’re mine now. Let’s go get chicken nuggets, kid”

Might somehow rope Dabi into going abusive-parent-hunting with him during a raid. Takes great pleasure in seeing the guilty party’s horrified, pained look on their face as they slowly dissolve into a pile of ash.

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Pew Pew MF.

An Imagine for AU night!

The Gang x Reader

Dally x Reader 

BE WARNED: This is probably super long and shitty lol + I tend not to proofread so there may be errors.

Dally is lowkey a sweetheart he’s not a cheating asshole in this either.

Secret AU under the keep reading line (Unless you’re on mobile lol) and I may or may not have used a name from Assassin’s Creed

Tulsa, Oklahoma. That was your home for the next few weeks. Papers were scattered on your desk from the opened file. Your next victim, Bob Sheldon. There were reports on top of reports about him mistreating the greasers. Normally your boss would let little things like that go, but not this time. All you could do was think to yourself, “What the hell did he do to piss off the boss this much?” You sipped some of your coffee before tidying up and going over to your stash of guns. You had snipers, knives, grenades, handguns, basically the works. You weren’t one to toot your own horn but you were highly respected in the assassins industry. Your look of innocence is what brought the targets in and your wit made them stay around before you took them out. Sherri Valance was Bob’s girlfriend and she was gorgeous. After a couple of moments you had the final plan in your mind. You’d dress up as a soc and do your makeup to resemble Cherry’s but made sure to add some flare. You wanted to grab Bob’s attention, he had to want to be involved with you. The mission began in a few days and you needed all the sleep that you could get.

You moved to Tulsa on a Sunday and it was now Friday morning. It was only 8 and you had already friended a group of greasers. They varied in ages but they were all fine as fuck. “You do realize that it’s not safe for a soc, such as yourself, to be seen with greasers, right?” Ponyboy questioned as he raised a brow. You nodded and told him, “I don’t have a rich mommy and daddy who tell me what to do. I can handle myself and I can certainly fight off some bad guys if you need me to.” You threw a wink his way as you laughed to yourself. 

“I like your moxie, Shortcake.” Dally threw his arm around you before giving you a noogie. You grabbed his wrist before twisting his arm behind his back, “I suggest you don’t do that if you want to keep this arm.? You released your grip and matched your pace to Darry’s. “What’s your story?” You hit your shoulders together and he gave you a hesitant look that made you feel the slightest uneasy. “I take care of my brothers,” he gestured towards Soda and Pony before continuing, “and we all pitch in to pay rent.” They all pitch in to pay rent? From what you’ve learned, Pony only went to school so he had no income. Darry said all of them though, not just him and Soda. You shook the idea out of your head and asked, “What do you guys do for work?” Two-Bit and Steve shared a glance before saying, “We’re in a fight club” in unison. These boys were suspicious but you chose to ignore it for now, focusing on the mission. You were going to let them lead you to Bob because as Johnny put it, “His parents let him run wild so he’ll probably be around sometime soon.” Johnny’s little drawl filled your ears as Dally kept stealing glances at you as if he was trying to piece something together. “What did you say your name was again?” You had to make a one up on the fly and let me say, it was NOT your best. “My name is Altair Melrose, like the color.” Rule #1 of being an assassin, never reveal your true identity. Your real name was (Y/N) and you were (Y/A) years old. Your parents were killed in the because they weren’t very careful. The only reason you survived is because they hid you in a secret room under the floorboards. “You’re thinking awful hard Altair, wanna share what’s on your mind?” You shook your head no as a response to Soda’s previous question before realizing where you were. The gang brought you to the drive in. Supposedly it was the best one in all of Tulsa and where Bob hung around. Just as you were finding your seats you head a girl yell, “I DON’T LIKE BEING AROUND YOU WHEN YOU’RE DRUNK!” That’s when you saw the two people from your files, Sherri Valance and Bob Sheldon. You noticed that Dally was keeping an extra close eye on Bob, you decided to investigate. “If you glare any harder, they’ll be dead.” It’d also make your job a whole lot easier you thought to yourself and chuckled. “Don’t sneak up on me like that, man.” You grabbed his hands and pulled him up on his feet. “Introduce me to Bob.” Dally looked at you like you were the biggest dumbass on the planet. “Why the fuck would I do that? Me outta all people, you’re fucking crazy.” You put on your best pout and he rolled his eyes. “I’m not doing it, man.’ You let go of his hands and marched straight to Soda, making sure you swayed your hips in the process. It was evident that you were trying to make him the slightest big jealous. You had just met the guy but that didn’t stop you from taking in how gorgeous he was. If Dally was a cartoon character he’d have smoke coming out of his ears. The guy was fuming as he walked over and grabbed you by the arm, dragging you towards your target. “Bob this is Altair, Altair this is Bob.” The soc reeked of alcohol and it was clear as day that he was drunk off his ass. “Heyyyyyyyyyy Altairrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr” The man literally sounded like Ram from the Heathers Musical when he was saying hi to Veronica in the number ‘Blue’. “Hey Bob. If you ever want to get rid of your girlfriend, you should give me a call.” You licked your lips before seductively slipping him a piece of paper. He laughed darkly as he replied with a, “Definitely.” Man oh man was Dally pissed. It was funny really because this was all an act, if you weren’t in this line of work you would’ve asked him on a date already. The playboy seemed like he didn’t give a shit but you could tell that he was very loyal when in a relationship. “Do you wanna get hurt? Do ya have a death wish, kid?” You smirked and crossed your arms over your chest before you said, “Wow! It’s almost as if you’re my father or something!” He gripped your waist before letting out a low growl, “Far from it, Doll.” The rest of the night was rather uneventful but fun nonetheless. You guys hung out and stargazed at the lot after the movie was over and then they walked you home. “I had a really great time with y’all. Thanks for welcoming me with open arms.” You gave them each a hug before you backed into your house. Your life was a complete mess and it was about to get messier.

Today was the day when you went over to Bob’s house and murdered him. Murder sounds so harsh, you were just putting him to sleep..... eternally. You let out a loud sigh before grabbing a pink duffel bag, trying to throw him off as much as possible. You threw in several weapons and yards of rope. You ran to the bathroom and threw open the little compartment in the back of the medicine cabinet. You took out the sleeping pills and chloroform, throwing it in your bag. Next came the outfit, you threw on a tight leather fit that resembled Catwoman’s. You wanted to look appealing to Bob but at the same time you wanted to be safe in case he decided to fight back. Time flew by as you were trying to perfect the plan and then your alarm went off. There was a text from Steve and a notification reminding you to get going. How the fuck did Steve get your number and save his contact info? He asked if you could hang with him and the gang after 10 and it was currently 7. You quickly texted back and let him know that you would be there. The boys didn’t know about this secret rendezvous and you definitely weren’t going to drag them into it. You just needed them for a quick introduction and that was it. This line of work was crazy but it paid well and the people that you worked with were like family. You pushed your hair out of your face as you got to stepping because walking was better than pulling your car up to a soc’s house, especially when it’ll be a crime scene in an hour. Bob didn’t live very far, maybe about 5 blocks since you were in the middle of both the south side and the east side. Before you could knock you heard a glass break inside of the house. Bob told you that no one was home and there weren’t any cars in the driveway. You rummaged through your duffel bag and grabbed a switchblade and hid it in your hair, sounds impossible but you learn things when you kill people for a living. The good thing was that the door was unlocked and the bad thing was that you didn’t know who or what was inside of the house. All of a sudden you got hit in the back of the head, Bob towered over you. “Altair?” Bob scrunched his face together as you pulled out your switchblade as an answer. “Pony? Where the fuck are you, man?” You heard a recognizable voice say. Bob looked around in shock, many different people were here to kill him. While he was looking around the room you took the chance to grab a gun. You pointed the laser at the back of his head before saying, “You move, I shoot. I’m going to kill you either way but you’ve gotta answer some questions first.” Darry ran into the room before yelling, “Altair? Wait, you’ve been hired to kill this guy too?!” You already knew that Dally and Pony were in the house, not the whole fucking gang. Since when were they assassins? This must be the elite fucking fight club that they were talking about. While you were lost in your thoughts, Bob moved and got on top of you with a knife to your neck. “They never told me that the target was also a trained killer. Did they tell you?” You asked Darry and he shrugged before tackling Bob off of you. The duffel bag was gone. You grabbed your gun that had slid across the room before going upstairs. You turned left and glanced in the first room, it was spacious and evident that his family had money. You looked at the portraits as a pair of arms snaked around your waist. The gun was cocked fast as fuck and you spun with the barrel connected to the man’s forehead. You were met with Dally’s big brown eyes, “I could’ve fucking shot you man, don’t sneak up on me like that!” You lowered the gun before you pushed him off of you. “Who are you working for and why are you guys here on my mission?” He smirked before saying, “Tim sent us and I’m sure he sent you too.” You nodded before stepping closer and whispering, “Let’s talk about this later. I left Darry with an armed killer and I need my duffel bag right now.” Tweedledee and Tweedledum came in view right on time, “Hey Dally, we got the duffel- oh shit hey Altair.” Johnny and Pony had my bag open, exposing my weapons. You walked up and snatched the bag from Johnny’s hands before demanding, “You guys should distract Bob while I put this cloth over his mouth, he’ll knock out and we’ll tie him up. We ask him why the boss wants him dead, kill him, and get the fuck out of here.” You jumped when you heard Two-Bit scream, “This fucking bitch just bit me!” You all agreed upon the plan and informed Soda and Steve who were in the other room before walking down the stairs. Dally went to grab Bob’s arms but his attempt proved to be unsuccessful when his fist collided with your eye socket. Your eye stung and you could feel it throb knowing that it would be a nasty bluish purple color tomorrow morning. You jumped on Bob and the action made his head hit the floor with a sickening crack. You put the cloth over his mouth and held it there while tears blurred your vision. Dally pulled you off of Bob and cradled you in his arms, “Let’s get you home.” Only then did you notice that you were crying. The mission was compromised and you’d gotten a black eye out of it. You were untouchable, you were good at your job and this sort of broke you. “Hey you guys, I’m gonna take Altair-” He was interrupted when a quiet voice said, “(Y/N)” Your hair was brushed out of your face as he finished his sentence, “I’m gonna take (Y/N) home.” The boys nodded before they gave you a hug, Johnny being the last one and he gave you your duffel bag after. You thanked him before Dally scooped you up and began the trek to your house. “I can walk just fine, Dally.” You sassed and he smiled genuinely, he was happy to know that your happy demeanor was returning. ‘I know but you’re royalty and you should be treated as such.” You threw your head back in laughter before snuggling into his chest and drifting off to sleep.

You woke up due to Dally walking up the porch stairs and you gave him the pass code. He carried you all the way up to your room before asking what pajamas you wanted. The boy let his eyes drift over your entire being, drinking in the thought of you. The boy was absolutely taken with you which rarely ever happened. He was so angry at himself for falling in love at first and now he accepted it. He wanted you to hold him in your arms while he peppered kisses all over your face. He wanted to scare off anyone who came within 20 feet of you. He wanted to be your partner on missions just to make sure that you’d be okay even though he knew that you could handle yourself. He liked that you cared about the boys since they were the closest thing to a family that he had. He was so lost in thought that he didn’t even notice you got up until he heard the rustling of your hangers and drawers being moved around. “I could’ve gotten it for you, shortcake.” You turned and cupped both of his cheeks, “You took to long, my love.” Dallas Winston fucking melted right then and there, his tough exterior diminished because you kept matching his wit. You were literally the girl version of him with little quirks that you shared with other guys in the gang in you. “What the fuck are you doing to me, (Y/N).” You gave him an innocent but genuine smile, “The same thing that you’re doing to me, sport.” You got on the tip of your toes, just inches away from his lips. He could feel your breath tickle his face as you said, “Stay the night, please?” You bat your eyelashes before letting them flutter closed. Dally stared at you, not even noticing what you were trying to do, he was just looking at your beautiful face since the two of you had never been so close before. You let your eyes open up a bit before adding, “I was trying to kiss you but I won’t until you stop staring at me, dork.” He did his signature, “hahahahahaha” laugh before closing his eyes and meeting you halfway. Your lips collided and you were overwhelmed with a flurry of feelings, you were especially shocked when he kissed you quite softly instead of rough like you’d expected. It was a soft kiss but filled with passion, you were experiencing feelings that you didn’t even know existed. You went to slide your tongue over his bottom lip before tasting that metallic taste, his lip was still bleeding from earlier. You pulled away and covered your mouth, “Why would you let me kiss you when you slip your lip open?” He smirked and told you that it was worth it before letting you get dressed. He didn’t even notice that you took his shirt since the guy sleeps in nothing but his boxers. “Shit. You look so fucking fine. I hope you know that you’re mine now and I don’t intend on letting you go.” You crawled into the bed and settled into his frame before kissing him quickly. “I’ll think about it.’ With that said, the two of you drifted off to sleep and would later experience many amazing memories together, becoming the new Mr. & Mrs. Smith. 

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Farmer Mistakes: Beekeeping

When Justin Kerr and Cameron Ewing decided to become beekeepers in San Francisco in 2011, it wasn’t because they had any prior experience with the insects. Not at all. And as a result, some things went awry.

By Reyhan Harmanci on May 8, 2013

Illustration by Jason Novak

Welcome to the debut of our Farmer Mistakes series, where we talk to farmers about their first-time farming flubs. Modern Farmer interviewed Justin Kerr, a beekeeper in San Francisco who maintains a blog with his friend and partner in bees, Cameron Ewing. The two have also successfully Kickstarted a book designed to help newbie urban beekeepers learn the ropes.

On having prior experience: I definitely jumped in not knowing anything.

On beekeeping motivation: My friend Cameron was on a neverending search for new hobbies — flyfishing, hunting, and so on — and he came up with the proposal, “Do we want to try beekeeping?” I don’t really have any close affiliation for nature, I don’t go hiking, I’ve never had a pet so I thought, I dunno, I should learn more about it.

On training: We went up to Sebastopol to Bee Kind, a place that holds these tutorials. What was funny about that was everyone had these questions about how will bees affect livestock and we were like, well, we’re putting them on our roof. We were all about keeping them in an urban setting. There weren’t a lot of resources to guide us. No one has boiled it down like, “You’re a complete idiot, here is what you do.”

On the homecoming: We ordered our bees on the Internet. We expected them to give us instructions but they just handed us a shoebox with 1,000 bees and next thing we knew, we were driving a PT Cruiser back to SF with 1,000 bees.

On developing a mantra: When in doubt, just stay out the bees’ way.

On bee/human relations: You can visit them as often or not as often as you want. Unlike a dog. I get really annoyed when I ask my friends, “Let’s go get a drink” and they are like, “Oh I have to walk the dog.” Bees are the best kind of pet.

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On always wearing the proper attire: So, we’d visit them every week, drink a beer, watch them come and go. But we started to get a bit cocky. [At first] we’d put all of our gear on, tuck our socks in. But then we got arrogant and didn’t do things like, smoke them to calm them down. So I got my first sting.

At first, it wasn’t that bad, but then, a couple of weeks later, I got another one through my gloves. It was three times worse. Sometimes, when you got stung, the poison can build up in your system and it gets worse and worse. One time, my hand blew up to the size of a baseball.

More on wearing proper attire, not getting stung: One time, I got stung on my cheek. I went to work and started feeling a little lightheaded but didn’t notice anything else. My face was swelling up; it was like I had an orange in my cheek. That made things a lot less fun, because it’s like, “Oh if I get stung, I’ll be in pain for a week.” But every time we get stung, its something we did wrong. Bees are defensive by nature. Nature is very humbling in that way.

On not knowing how to deal with swarms: I look out the window and there’s a gigantic swarm of bees flying in a circle. Like, 50,000 bees. It looks like a cartoon tornado floating right outside my bedroom window, and then they gather on a tree across the street.

My bees have swarmed! Swarms, I know now, mean that the bees are overcrowded in the hive or something has upset them. In this case, they were overcrowded. But Cameron is out of town, and oh my gosh, 50,000 of our bees are three feet off the ground on the street. After a frantic couple of calls to Brian, who used to have Her Majesty’s Secret Beekeeper in S.F., he said, “Why don’t you just capture the swarm?” I’m thinking, the last thing I’m going to do is capture a swarm. I’m scared of bees.

But he rides his bike over and stands directly under the swarm. All the bees are hanging together on a branch. I haven’t gone within 20 feet of it. But he comes right over. I bring out a ladder and he takes off his shirt. He sees that I give him a weird look but says, ‘People think I’m showing off but sometimes bees get caught underneath my shirt. He sets up the ladder, rolls a cigarette, standing topless under 50,000 swarming bees. Then he cuts the branch and I’m thinking, “This is great,” but when he’s going down the ladder, he drops the branch. Fifty thousand bees explode when they hit the ground. It’s like an X-Men episode. But none of them sting him! He takes the branch and puts it in the cardboard box and after about five minutes, they start flying and land in the box — they want to look after the queen. After 20 minutes of total mayhem, the bees have all self-organized in the box. It was a miracle experience.

What to know about swarms: A swarm is not that dangerous. Bees are defensive, and what they defend is their hive or brood eggs. When they are swarming, they don’t really have those to protect.

On almost losing half of his hive: If I had just stood there and watched them, which I was doing, they would find somewhere safe to hangout and then send scout bees to find a new location. They were flying all over the neighborhood.

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On first harvest mistakes: We were told that on your first year, you’ll be lucky if you get a harvest. We got about 40 lbs. But we didn’t know what we were doing so we decided to harvest it all in the garage with a hand-crank. Anyone who knows anything knows that you get an electric one. We had 10 blisters by the end of the day; it’s really hard to pour honey through an opening the size of your pinkie. Also most people use six ounce jars but we were using one ounce so it took forever. We got there at 10 a.m., didn’t finish until 7 p.m.

So it was a really long day. But it wasn’t really that bad when we took the box off [of the beehive] so we thought, you know what, let’s run it back up and put the empty frames back. So we go up there without any equipment and try to open the boxes. But at this point, the bees have realized that they’ve been robbed. So we get up there and nearly all the of the bees are on the outside of the hive. All the guard bees are looking for people who are going to attack. So we get chased off the roof at night, had to run downstairs, bring flashlights up and confront the really angry bees. It was a really harrowing experience.

On getting high on your own supply: On the day of the harvest, I had such a bad sugar overdose. It’s all over your hands so you eat it. I had such a bad headache and mood swings.

On the takeaways: It’s one of those things that you’re always learning more about. No one can tell you everything up front. You kind of just jump into it.

This is part of Modern Farmer’s Bee Week. Click here to see everything from our entire week of coverage all things honeybee. Bee Week: It’s like Shark Week, but with bees.

 3 Bee Fashion Tips by Justin Kerr

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Good Guys and Beekeepers Wear White Wearing white is practical both for making it easy to spot bees that are on you, as well as keeping you cool when you’re working a hive in the heat of the day – but don’t settle for a one-piece jumpsuit, layer it up, and if you’re really serious, you’ll get the eyewear to match.

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Tuck It In The last thing you want is bees getting in your pants – trust me. To alleviate this, always tuck your pants into your socks. This protects you from bee invasion while also providing an excellent opportunity to show off some personality and color. Me, I like to mix it up with mismatched socks.

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Tight is Not Right Did you know bees can sting through leather? They can. So leave your skinny jeans at home and break out your 90’s boy-band overalls.