#after and geno like kicked dogs

[shittyutmv]

missed u sm can we see a shitty umtv screenshot redraw for the special occasion

i SWEAR i didnt know you also redrew this Exact frame too. Objectively the funniest screencap

Sorry to hear about the divorce. Again ink belongs to comyet cross belongs to jakei geno and after belong to loverofpiggies

[itsthatmff]

Boyfriend Headcanons on OPM men

100 follower special!! I didn’t know what situation to take so I just went with regular boyfriend headcanons

I have no idea Why Genos’ part turned out the longest…(my hyperfixation is obviously showing)

Fem!reader

Included: metal bat, Genos, Garou

Genos

It’ll take a while for this guy to get warmed up to you. He has never been in a relationship so he doesn’t really know how it works. This guy has ISSUES alright.

Of course he loves you but he doesn’t know how to deal with these feelings.

Hates physical affection (again just has to get used to it) so often more than not this guy won’t let you touch him affectionately.

“Do not touch me” and “Get off.” Are probably the words you’ve heard most this year.

Though when it does come to touching (pun intended) moments between the two of you, like when you’re hugging or kissing, he longs for more. He likes the feeling so much but would never admit it to you because he doesn’t want to show any ‘weakness’.

Will never make the first move of touching you. But if you ask twice he won’t say no. He just can’t resist you.

When it comes to caring for you he goes all out. Will cook for you, buy you things, even clean your apartment without you asking.

Is also very clingy in a sense that he doesn’t leave you alone. Ever since he fell in love with you you’ve become one of his priorities. You’re working ? He’ll accompany you. Meeting with friends? He has to make sure you won’t get attacked. You’re resting in your apartment? He’ll come over to cook you food.

It makes you feel bad that he suddenly has all his attention on you instead of focusing on training under Saitama and finding the mad cyborg. That goal has been there for him way before you both knew each other after all.

You both may get into little fights because of that.

When it comes to jealousy, this guy gets jealous alright. If he sees you talking to male coworkers/friends he always watches from the distance and furrows his eyebrows. Won’t say anything though.

If there’s a guy harassing you he’ll step in. That guy might get away with no more than a broken hand. Genos says it wasn’t on purpose and that he just wanted to get his hand away from you. (It was VERY MUCH on purpose)

Will deny that he’s jealous until his death. Again he doesn’t want to show ‘weakness’.

Is so protective of you. This guy already has a big sense of justice and will literally self destruct if that means saving human lives. He wouldn’t hesitate to take a bullet for you.

Whenever you’re not around you’re still in his thoughts. When you don’t have time for him he’ll keep himself busy by cleaning saitama’s apartment.

Will go on Saitama’s nerves and talk about you with no end. Will ask for advice. Sometimes he talks too much about you and gets kicked out of saitama’s apartment.

He’s such a dry texter. But dry as in texting paragraphs of formal written texts. That’s why you both prefer calling. He calls you at least once a day just asking how you’re doing. They’re not very long calls. Most of the time they’re short ones where he’ll ask you where you are and if you’re free so that he can come over.

Is overall the most loving cyborg you can get. He just doesn’t like to admit it. The most you’ll get from him if you ask him why he’s calling you on a regular for example is :

“It is my duty as your boyfriend to care for you at all times.”

Extremely difficult to get him to say ‘I love you’ by his own accord. But keep trying !!

Garou

So cocky for no reason whatsoever

Sometimes it feels like you’re dating a dog more than a human.

He’s SO SO SO SO touchy It’s unbelievable. He can’t take his hands off of you. Especially in public. He just needs to show you off.

This guy doesn’t know what having shame is either.

In some sense he feels like he ‘owns’ you.

Unlike Genos he may not spend every second around you but whenever he does it’s either him being all over you or you two bickering.

He may be touchy but is not a romantic at all. He’d rather say “you’re mine” than “I love you”

His love is messy for sure. Like all over the place.

Gets jealous and will beat the shit out of whoever dared to cross your way.

I have a feel he likes biting. Not too hard but more in an affectionate way.

Doesn’t really know what taking you out on a date means. He’ll let you do all the planning and deciding. He genuinely doesn’t care as long as he’s spending his time with you.

If bang knows about your relationship he’ll push him to treat you well. Bang was surrounded by women left and right during his youth and knows his way around it after all. Often Garou will gift you things as roses because ‘the old man forced me to’. He’ll look unbothered but in truth there is a tiny hint of blush on his face.

This guy doesn’t even have a phone 90% of the time. He either looses it or breaks it. You both don’t really need phones to communicate. The moment you think about him he’s right by your side.

Metal bat

Most wholesome boyfriend.

Acts all tough around everyone except you.

The embodiment of “ay ay ma’am”

Whenever you’re both on a date and a Monster attack breaks out he tries playing the tough hero. “Get behind me. I’ll deal with it.”

He’s kind of shy when it comes to touching you. He doesn’t want to be to rough or do something you don’t like. When you go to hug him his entire face turns red.

Genuinely thinks you’re an angel and that you’re too good for him.

At school all he thinks about is you. Will beat his friends up if they make fun of him for that.

Takes you out on many dates. Will buy you bouquets or win you plushies at the arcade. Sometimes he’ll even take you and Zenko out on lunch. It’ll be the cutest thing ever seeing you interact with his little sister.

At first Zenko is a bit jealous that her big brother is giving someone else attention other than herself but she quickly gets used to you and sees you as her own big sis.

He’ll text you good night and apologizes if he forgets to.

Will always ask you if you’ve eaten and make sure you’re always well fed and rested.

Always buys you things that remind him of you during his Hero patrol.

You gifted him a phone charm once and he has not took it off his phone ever since.

He isn’t the type to say ‘I love you’ often. He leaves it for really special moments because he thinks they’re very important words.

[spotaus]

Ough. I think that New Age AU Nightmare should accidentally unite rival kingdoms. Usher in a new era of peace style.

Like. It's my au so I can do as I please, but I REALLY like the idea that Reaper is the first adult (besides his Knights) who really takes Night seriously.

Reaper only knows him as the Teen King, but he'd heard rumors of the usurping before and chose actively not to mess with Night, assuming he was a loose cannon and might declare war. He *did* inherit a huge army, after all. So when Reaper asked for the treaty, he was pleasantly surprised to hear Night was open to the idea. They talked through letters for almost a year before anything went through, and Night was always well-spoken and blunt about his beliefs and what he wanted, but also didn't skimp on the thinly veiled threats.

Reaper was impressed, and had a deep respect.

And then he arrived, and Nightmare was like, fourteen. And of course, he didn't say anything, but he payed close attention, and Night spoke the same way he wrote. It was definitely him. So... Reaper just rolled with it. And was proven so so correct for doing it. Because Night far exceeded the accomplishments Reaper had been expecting, and cherry on top, Night had Geno's little brother. The entire point of getting the treaty.

Of course, Nightmare would be a powerful enemy to make, so the treaty went through, but it worked great because it seemed Error would be staying, and visits would have to be arranged.

So. My point here. I think Reaper is someone who's willing to talk to Nightmare as a friend, and commiserate over ruling, share news, strategies, and just have general talks that Night enjoys.

Along with that, I think that anytime there's a big event where the royals of different kingdoms meet up (think Galas or political hearings) Reaper acts as Night's entry into the world of the royals. Reaper's been alive for longer than most current rulers could even remember, so him treating *Nightmare* of all people as an equal? It immediately gave him a boost socially that he needed. And he has the heart and the knowledge, at this point, to justify Reaper respecting him so much.

And by the time Nightmare is grown (and probably brings his nuclear war-head crafting husband Wizard to events), everyone respects him. He has other royal friends. He has a place there, abd people listen to his insights, abd he helps other kingdoms resolve their systematic issues when he can. And a mix between Scary Dog Privilege (Reaper + Error + Knights) and just Genuineky Being Good At It, makes him accidentally kick off a longer era of peace between a lot of the kingdoms. The kinda thing you hear about when ancient civilizations have that one peaceful era.

I just think it'd be so so ironic if he managed to get through all of this trouble, and have all these odds stacked against him, and actually be able to kinda naturally improve things!!!

Also @ancha-aus ! (I might start tagging u in these since I don't post regular drabbles- lemme know if you'd like me to Not do this lol 🫡)

[theomnicode]

The disconnect

Strike one: Despite taking Genos' torso to Kuseno and then having a digging session for Saitama's lost goods and finding what remains of his apartment, Saitama chose to ask for the smallest room and not think of Genos as candidate for moving in. In doing so, it makes Saitama seem unappreciative of Genos' efforts in helping him with his apartment.

Sure, it is entirely within Saitama's prerogative to choose what kind of apartment he wants for himself, however it is greatly disconnected from how he talked about searching for the remainders of "our apartment" from the tide pool and how he had came to consider Genos as his roommate. Not only that, but to Genos not living together as master and disciple anymore made him feel upset, like Saitama doesn't care about that anymore.

Strike two: unintentionally making it seem like he does not care about Genos and his strenght.

It is not that Genos' and his strenght is of no concern to Saitama, it is only that Saitama still wouldn't get harmed by Genos and anything he dishes at him because Saitama is basically unreachable level in power, so his body language conveys to Genos that he is unconcerned about even trying to block Genos' attack. However, Genos does not see it this way and further spirals down in his self-deprecation and depression, not seeing the value in himself and just how strong he has gotten.

And yet, turning around to see the kind of destruction wrought about by a single punch should've been enough to turn heads. Saitama not saying anything about that and only mentioning how Genos is probably a bit stronger after changing parts feels like he's being incredibly obtuse about the level Genos has reached.

Sure, everyone else may as well be ants compared to Saitama and yet...he saw Genos was feeling down and to be fair, he tried say something to cheer him up, only to massively fumble it.

Strike three:

(You know, it's both hilarious and kind of sad, I feel for Genos here)

You know, it could have been uplifting words to say if it wasn't just directed at Genos new attack, to tell Genos that his general disposition had been getting brighter, so much that it was easy for Saitama to notice when he was feeling down even if Genos is usually hard to read.

But this is Saitama we're talking about, with his complete lack of social upbringing and not having a single clue how to be a proper master to a student, brilliantly fumbles the entire thing and causes Genos to spiral down in his depressing thoughts.

Core touching scene where Genos was told this part here got stronger, Saitama being scared that he thought Genos had died (he had in alternate timeline), Saitama picking up Genos and presumably bringing him to Kuseno's, clam digging and searching for parts of the apartment and even getting a dog together...none of that apparently means a single thing when Saitama kicks out Genos and is part of the reason for Genos' depressive thoughts.

Sorry Saitama, but you're practically leading Genos on at this point and being unappreciative of all his honest efforts to help you. It's little wonder there is a disconnect and I wouldn't blame Genos for getting mad at Saitama for wasting his time.

Three strikes, you're out.

[coffee-at-annies]

fic prompt: jars/ned 24 :)

24. really needed a hug sort of hug

Hi thank you for the prompt. Happy pens game day. Did you want sadness with dash of self loathing with your soft hug? No? Well too bad. Jars is having a bad time in this one. Ned is probably not much better but we're not in his POV. Set pretty immediately after the game on Saturday, though very heavily fictionalized.

~~_X_~~

Tristan and Ned haven’t talked to each other since the game ended. Tristan knows himself. Knows he can be mean after games like this. He’s not mad at anyone specifically. (Well maybe he’s a little mad at the skaters. He’s not mad at Ned at least). Mostly, he's mad at himself. He should have played better. What was the point of all this rest and practice if he couldn’t go in and save the game? What was the point of pulling Ned if he couldn’t fix it for him? For the team? What good is he if he can’t make the saves when they need him to? Every point counts in the standings and they didn’t get any tonight.

Everyone is frustrated and stewing in their own ways. The guys doing media are doing their best to hide it, to focus on the next game, but the atmosphere in the locker room is not good. Tristan knows he’s not helping. There’s a reason Ned is taking media and not him.

The minute the coaches let them go, he is gone. He should maybe see a trainer about his aching hip or start his post-game cooldown but he knows if he talks to another teammate right now he’s going to regret it so he does what he always does after bad games and goes to drown himself in the shower. At least nobody will try to talk to him there. Nobody will ask him about giving up yet another short handed goal, one that basically cost them the game. He’s so furious that he could scream but he’s bottling that up for when he’s home and won’t worry anyone but his dogs by doing it.

He spends a long time in the showers and finishes on autopilot, scream still bubbling in the back of his throat and rattling the hollow of his chest. Out of the corners of his eyes he can see the team tiptoeing around him just as much as they are each other. Tanger has that look in his eye like he wants to say something to him but knows better. They’ve got a good working relationship but if they talk now, it doesn't matter what they say, their words will eventually draw blood and they can’t afford to tear into each other like that with the promise of playoffs so close. Tanger always wants to be helpful but Tristan can’t stand the thought of being helped. Not tonight. Geno is thankfully keeping Sid distracted. As bad as Tanger can get, Sid is always, always worse. Plus snapping at his captain feels like kicking a puppy, and Tristan likes dogs too much.

Tristan should apologize to Karl. It was his night and Tristan couldn’t win it for him. Tomorrow. He’ll apologize tomorrow. He can’t. He can’t push the words out now. The scream is still there, blocking out everything he could say and filling his ears with ringing. He’s been answering people with grunts and nods in an effort to keep it contained. Andy isn’t happy about it - he’s got that look on his face like he wants to ask him to talk to the sports psychologist they keep on staff again - but he’s not said anything yet. Tristan just has to get home and then he can deal with all of that tomorrow. New day. New practice. New game.

He keeps his head down and gets himself through his post-game routine as quickly as he can. Its not actually quick, routines and meals and everything else slows things down to a crawl when he just wants to run - wants to flee until he can’t feel the weight on his shoulders and the echoing failure that’s been playing on repeat in his head. He's thought about the treadmills in the gym but he knows it won’t make him feel better even if it will tire him out. There's nothing in the gym that will fix the itching under his skin. He's tried before to no avail.

Nobody has talked to him since the game ended. He hasn’t seen Ned since he left the locker room while the other goalie was still doing media. He wishes he had the words to make it better but if he couldn’t apologize to Karl how can he say the right things to Ned? All his words feel caustic and bitter, tinged with the scream still trapped in his throat. He doesn’t. He doesn’t want to hurt anyone. He feels like he’s swallowing razors keeping everything contained but at least he’s the only one getting hurt.

Player parking is silent when he finally makes it out of the arena. The walk to his car isn’t long but it is empty. It’s the quietest place he’s been since he heard the final buzzer and the disappointed roar of the crowd echoing to him from his place on the bench watching the empty net. He’s still alone when he makes it to his truck. Maybe that’s why he notices that the two trucks parked next to each other aren’t as empty as they should be. There’s no light on in the cabin but Tristan can make out Ned’s silhouette leaning against the driver’s side door of his truck.

For a moment Tristan considers it. He considers just climbing into his truck and heading home. The scream, the ringing, the razor blades are all still there. He really doesn’t want to be around his teammates right now. There’s nothing nice left under the self loathing he’s been choking on for what feels like hours now. It’s Ned though. He’s been playing out of his mind for them and Tristan let him down tonight. Whatever he wants - whatever harm he inflicts - Tristan can take. It’s what he deserves.

Tristan heads to the passenger side of his truck and the space between the two vehicles. His footsteps aren’t particularly quiet in the garage but Ned doesn’t move. As he gets closer Tristan can see Ned has his face pressed against the driver’s door. The car doesn’t look locked so that's not why he's still here. He probably just doesn't want to go home. Tristan can understand the urge to just want to breathe for a minute in the silence before facing the rest of the world.

He walks up slowly, trying his best not to startle the other goalie. Ned still doesn’t move as he gets closer. When he gets within a couple feet, Tristan reaches out to tap Ned’s arm. There’s no way he doesn’t know he’s there, but it’s up to Ned to continue ignoring him or tell him to fuck off.

Ned doesn’t do either. Instead he takes a big shuddering breath and turns towards Tristan. Ned hasn’t been crying, Tristan knows what that looks like on Ned now, but his face isn’t that far off. The line of his mouth is twisted and upset, and his eyes don’t want to look any higher than their shoes. Tristan doesn’t know how to make it better. The thing in his chest feels like he’s been swallowing blood or bile or some other poisonous substance. Tristan works his jaw like he’s trying to figure out what to say but nothing comes out. The best he can do is step closer to Ned, as if his very presence isn’t something toxic that would best be avoided.

Ned takes another audible breath and bridges the gap between them until they’re pressed up against each other. His face finds its way into Tristan’s shoulder and he just continues to breathe heavily into Tristan’s suit. Tristan feels his arms instinctively come up around Ned to hold him close. He doesn’t know what his hands are doing but they’re somewhere around Ned’s back, hovering. At the motion, Ned pushes deeper into Tristan’s arms, his own arms coming up to complete the hug, his hands grabbing ahold of the back of Tristan’s suit jacket and fisting into the material there.

Tristan feels awkward and wrong just standing there before the moment catches up with him and he lets out his own deep breath. His hands land more firmly on Ned’s back, rubbing slightly up and down and he lets his head tip forward until his forehead is pressed against Ned’s hat, not dissimilar from how Ned was resting against his car when Tristan walked up.

They stay like that, wrapped up in each other, for a while; Ned’s fists an anchor in Tristan’s suit, and Tristan’s hands a soothing motion on Ned’s back. A lifetime of breathing exercises has their breaths syncing up almost immediately. Slowly, oh so slowly, Tristan can feel his spine soften. He can feel the ringing in his ears get replaced by the sound of Ned breathing into his shoulder and the footsteps of other players heading to their cars. The scream rattling around in his ribcage gets quieter, enough that he feels like he can breathe around it for the first time tonight. Tristan doesn’t know what Ned is getting out of this. He hopes it’s something he needed. Tristan did. Need it. The hug. He can admit it to himself even if the thought of words still tastes like ashes on his tongue.

Tristan has no idea how long they’ve stood there in the protective cradle of their trucks but eventually Ned lets his suit go and starts to pull away. Tristan has half an impulse to pull him back into the hug but he smothers it. They really can’t stay here even if it feels nice. Ned’s eyes are shiny, but not wet when he finally meets Tristan’s eyes.

“Sorry,” Ned says, an edge to his voice that sounds like self deprecation. “I just. Really needed a hug.”

Tristan should say something to reassure him. ‘It was no problem.’ Tell him enjoyed it. Say ‘thank you,’ but all he can get out is a smile that feels a little like a grimace. This isn’t the first time Ned’s seen him nonverbal but Tristan still hates being seen like this. The only person who gets it is Rusty and neither of them have the words to talk about it.

Ned looks like he’s going to apologize again so Tristan pulls him into another hug. If he can’t reassure him verbally, well physically seems to work. It’s a quick one, nowhere near as long as the one before it, but the apologetic slant to Ned’s mouth is gone when they break away.

“I. Thanks. It’s a new day tomorrow,” Ned says, turning back to his own car. “See you at practice?” He asks before climbing in.

Tristan nods his head before circling around to get in his own driver’s seat. Ned pulls out of the parking spot before him and Tristan follows behind in his car to the exit, both of them intent on heading home.

[criscura]

People have been asking about the hitman!AU in Risky Business, and it makes me so happy 😭❤️❤️ I figured I'd mention that I have a shit ton of other AUs I'm low-key thinking about all the time too, if anyone is interested:

Prodigal prince pirate AU: Saitama and Genos were betrothed princes as children, but while Genos is away at a finishing school, the rest of the royal family is assassinated. The powers that be let the rumor spread that Genos died too so that he's not hunted out. Not long after he stops contacting anyone from home and the kingdom falls into the hands of whatever nobles are left. Over the years Saitama misses him more and more, resigned to having lost him, until he hears whispers that the prince has come home to port. He goes to he dock asking for a skinny dandelion of a boy...only to be greeted by a massive, sun-kissed man with one glass eye and half his limbs made from metal. It's his smile, though, that gives him away. The "mysterious sailor" is folded into the royal guard that Saitama captains while they figure out how to get Genos back to his rightful place as king...and try to make up for the time stolen from them. Church AU: Genos, having survived the car crash that killed her parents, is taken in by her sweet Uncle Kuseno in a small suburb. She's furious with everything and everyone--including herself--and doesn't know how to move on. He's tried everything he can think of to help her, and in a last ditch effort, suggests that she comes to church with him. He promises the pastor is a great (having been an ex-convict makes him far more accepting than most), but if she doesn't like it, she never needs to come back. Said pastor stops her from nearly punching out one of the other churchgoers who bothers her about her prosthetics. Instead of kicking her out, though, he shows her better form so she doesn't hurt herself. She asks to learn more from him, and he says she can help at the church, if she likes. She does. Along the way she discovers he's just as haunted by his past as she is, and wonders if maybe, possibly, just a little, she can't help him too.

Summer Lovin' (Peeping tom): It's so easy to make money online nowadays, if that's all you do. So Saitama does. He streams, he makes Tiktoks, he's got an OnlyFans... You say it's got a payout and Saitama's there. It's enough to cover his share of the rent for the house he's got with King and Mumen along with getting him some good food every now and again, and that's all he can ask for. The neighborhood's pretty nice too--especially when that gorgeous college kid across the street comes home for the summer. He doesn't expect, though, for said gorgeous kid to start talking to him one day, or want to hang out with him, or help make videos, or spend all day goofing off at the beach with him... He's so smart--he's some biology major, right?--and so bashful Saitama doesn't even know how to make a move on him. Would he even get it if he tried? It would be easier if Genos wasn't so damned innocent. Oh well. He's gotta get home to make that request video for that mystery man who's been throwing cash at his OF lately. Oh, and he should tell Genos about that weird hole in his blinds one day...

Dog Days, Summer Nights: In the mountain in the woods in a thunderstruck temple live a blasphemous priest and a cunning fox, devoted more to each other than any god they may say they pray to. But they are powerful, and many a man, woman, and child owe their life to the blessings from the pair. Visitors who've braved the walk to their doorstep wonder that there are pups there, small and sharp-toothed, who look like any other creature of the forest--but as they slip from the corner of your vision, do so on two legs and two arms, giggling with the voice of a child. Those same visitors say they felt always watched there...and it is safer to assume that they were. Where kits go, their parents are close to follow, and only a fool would get between a beast and their babe.

Yes these were almost all started for porn. No they aren't fully developed. Y E S I daydream intensely about them as bedtime stories. No I do not feel guilty that I have no idea about key features in some of them because they are cute and make my heart go dokidoki. Also I'm sure you can pick out each AU's particular kink XD

[intotherumiverse]

ship your moots !!

I’VE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS ONE!! TURN IT UP

I got everyone of my mooties in clutch <3 p = platonic

Edit = this is so long I can’t. I have everyone that are my mooties (or I think that are my mooties) and I hope y’all like ‘em. They took so MF long

@katsumiiii + aomine daiki — cocky girlfriend with even cockier boyfriend. They’re playful banter is god-teir and for what? Daiki tries so hard for mira and she just plays it off. @katsukissy + bakugou katsuki — it’s >:) + >:/ moxie is such a menace to society and Bakugou is just taking it. plus they’d be such a power couple I can’t @koishiguro / @lvrgrlkoi + kise ryota — but like whipped boyfriend + “I don’t give two shits ‘bout your little fan club” girlfriend. kise tries so fucking hard for koi’s attention it’s funny. and she’s just 🤨 you done the entire time. @artof-apollo + p! denki kamanari — they the 2 pretty best friend. They are also crackhead x crackhea, with rare smart boy moments <3 @spike-this-ass + gojo satoru — dumb himbo boyfriend with secret smart partner <3. They’re the 🙄 +🤨. Gojo getting into the dumbest shit ever and Sunni’s just like “okayyyy? Tf you want me to do about it?” @myhoodacademia + power — cocky gf + cocky gf. Dee’s just like “I know you love me and power refuses to acknowledge the hint of the fact. But anyone else look at dee, she’s drop kicking someone

@lilsparkyswife + armin arlert — himbo + bf who tries to keep himbo safe. Von’s getting into the dumbest shit ever and armin’s just there like “ 🤨 didn’t I tell you fighting eren is never a good idea?” @katsuflossy + shiggy — I mean I guess he loves her. With them puppy dog eyes he makes everytime he want sum it has to be love. Ni on the other hand is just like 😐 tf you want now?

@noirstoxin + p! itadori — “yo ita. Try feeding sukuna hot sauce and see what happens” enough said.

@solar3lunar + megumi — quiet kids in the library vibes (even though nova isn’t really quiet per say) but megumi loves he and her antics. Would take on cafe date

@minruko + mirio togata — them nigh as would be so loud together I can hear it from here. Mini’s just daring Mirio the stupidest shit and Mirio’s like “okay!! I’ll do it for you <3”

@combat-wombatus + kirishima ejiro — soft gf + even softer bf <3. They are so sweet to everyone around them it’s crazy. Also parent couple me thinks!

@yuujisbby + itadori yuuji — dumb bf + smart gf. Ita’s doing the dumbest shit to impress Sasha and sash is trying to not let himself get himself killed by not letting him do the dumb shit

@bubblime + sukuna — it’s just overexcited gf + tired bf. Bubs is always down for anything and sukuna is the tried boyfriend telling her to come take a nap with him

@silkylious + shoto todoroki — analyst couple ; y’all can’t do anything around them unless you want to be roasted in the most blunt way. Just “is that why you make your daddy issues your whole personality? 😐”

@mypimpademia + taiga kagami — OKAY HEAR ME OUT BUT juice and taiga would make sense. Over excited bf with bf who’s seen it all. Will hit him if he over worked himself. also matching necklaces??? Yes.

@kunikida-kun + keigo tamaki — show off bf + ion care gf. He tries soooo mf hard just for rei to give him a blank stare and continue on with her day. @whipped-cream-writings + bokuto. Softest couple ever. Matching jersey hoodie and cafe dates before practice. @dragonsdreamoffire + shinra (fire force) — himbo + soft girl <3. Shinra loves dream with his soul and never leaves a mission without giving her a kiss @fatgumshoneybun + joker (fire force) — cocky bf with confused/shy partner. He tries so hard with princess and they’re either too confused or sleepy to make head or tails about it. They have the most amazing cuddle seshs though.

@tobi-momo + kageyama tobio — they’d be perfect together. Do doubt. kags always a stuttering mess when momo is in a 5 mile radius of him and it’s so cute I can’t

@angiebug101 + kirishima ejiro — himbo +even bigger himbo. They sound like they‘re on drugs half the time but they love each other. Always taking photos together.

@xetou + aki (chainsaw man) — she broke through him and now he’s stuck with her for life. He doesn’t even know how or when they got together in the first place. Xetou just popped up

@vilbabywritess + bakugou — angry boy with angrier girl. Vil will not hesitate to fuck Bakugou up but they in love I guess.

@lvvrboy + denji (chainsaw man) — seven will fuck over Denji so much he has to fall in love with him. The himbo is so clingy for him is terrifying

@sanemiya + sanemi — angry boy + soft girl. They are legit the “I hate everyone but you” trope and it’s so cute. Miya the only one he listens too with no doubt

@moonlit-xio + p! Denki — it’s the way he’d bully her with love for me. But they would scrap in the streets for some griot no doubt

@kazescartier + genos (opm) — confused bf with chaotic gf. With kaze’s high paced energy she needs someone to mellow her tf out. Genos <3 @myamuraaa + Shindou (Bnha) —flustered sim is the only way to go and shindou has no restraints with that. Also they would come through with the matching fits . @sassi-sunflower + p! Mina — the most chaotic pair ever and I’d love it so much <3

@mads-fairy + kenma — loud gf + quiet bf. Kenma is always so confused on how Maddie has so much energy while after talking to one person he’s drained. But he knows how to settle maddie down

@oikawaplssteponme + hanta sero — they are so flirty and lovey to each other it’s disgusting. They’re are always touching in some way shape or form and kisses are frequent with them

@sobaluvr / @katsupremacy + hitoshi Shinsou — :| + >:) Shinsou is so tired of theo’s antics it hilarious. But like the banter and funny quips? Hand them over to me now!

@fuckasslesbian + p! Bakugou — they’re are menaces to societ when put together. Enough said

@reject-human-return-to-elefante + tenya iida — >:) + :^). They’re a really good match, the right mix of chaos and sameness?? Tenya is so calming for Bat it’s insane. @tododekukisses / @tomiokariceballs + Metal bat — angy couple. They fits? Immaculate ✨✨✨. Will fuck up anyone and everyone. @hvnlymha + shoto todoroki — soft couple ever. They are so cute with each other. Soft kisses and rain shower dates

@miashimaa + denki — the most chaotic, off the hinge, high as fuck couple ever. It‘s a walking dumpster fire and they love it. @vodrea + Reo Mikage — Drea is a clingy mess and Reo loves it. They are so cute together and it’s full of loving looks and kisses @cloudytamaki + tamaki (Bnha) — soft nervous couple. Picnic dates, and late night star watching for them <3 @izukulus + izuku midoriya — match made in heaven. the cottagecore vibes in this are amazing, and they’re so MF cute I can’t @kozumeslove / @kozu-zumi + kenma — soft gf and soft boy >:3. Cat cafe and roller skating dates galore <3 @morosis-haze + neito monoma — asshole + snarky gf. They’d be at each others throat’s 25/8 and it’s so funny to watch it @cubbluv + Mirio — he’s so softtt??? And for what??? Sorry but they’d be a top tier couple @r0manz + yui (Bnha ; class 1b) — it’s legit 😩 + 😐. Roman simps so hard and yui doesn’t know how to react to it. She’s really soft and hate when Roman flirts with anyone else @izukxnnie + Tamaki amajiki — they’d be so cute together. Love letter in lockers and holding pinkies in the hallways omg @rosetheshapeshifter + Bakugou — rose is drop kicking this MF ever, punting him across the fields and having a smaller the entire time @ickyjiki + dabi — the “I hate everyone but you“ trope on clutch with them two. His gaze is softer around Juno and she loves it <3 @ryuvanaka  + denki — friends to lovers trope? Denki is so whipped for yves I can’t. Denki just fizzled out whenever they’re near it’s crazy. @shotos-noodles / @kuroos-ramen + kuroo — the science flirt jokes he would use to try and bag zay. And she’s laughing at his nerdy self. Best couple I say @asaincy + Shoji — Shoji is so nervous around quincy it’s insane. He tries to flirt but it’s so funny. But quincy is so head over heels for him it doesn’t matter. @dollops-of-delusion  + Izuku — Analyst power couple. Delusion knows so much it’s insane and paired with Izu? Off the walls

[aizawabby]

Can I have saitama with a s/o who's a badass but is also a softie with a bunnie

pairing: Saitama x gn!reader

warning: slightly suggestive, kicking, swearing, Genos being a cockblock

word count: 988

a/n: this was my first request i hope i did good

ko-if

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“It’s so hot today ahhh” the bald headed man sighed as he walked past the large craters that were left from the recent invasion of monsters carrying his empty grocery bag. He reached into his shorts pocket, taking out his green frog shaped wallet. In despair he opened it only to find 500 ¥.

“Well at least I have my discount flyer” he shoved his wallet back into his pocket only to shove his hand into the left side back pocket, “ehh” Saitama’s eyes widen as the sudden feeling of panic cursed through him as he frantically looked for the lost flyer.

“where the hell did i-“ saitama emptied all of his pockets, desperately looking for that piece of paper till he snapped his head towards the direction he previously came from “oi you stop! Oi Oi stop” he shouted louder when the fuzzy white culprit ran away after making direct eye contact with the victim.

Narrowing his eyes, Saitama ran with full force cornering the poor bunny near some bushes who happened to lose interest on the flyer leaving it behind for some grass.

“Does that taste good?” Saitama crouches down petting the crane of the small animal.

‘He looks familiar’

Saitama looks at the rustling leaf in front of his face hanging on to the tip of the branch pinching it between his index and thumb humming when he hears a ‘whizzing’ sound getting up from his spot and looks ahead when his confused expression morphed into disgust as he saw a dog peeing on the opposite side of the bush.

The dog owner waved at saitama who continued to look at the dog in disgust. Turning away to finally pick up the object he came so far to pursue.

“hmm hot pot ingredients are on sale” , folding the paper he safely put into his froggy wallet.

“but what about meat? Hot pot is always best with meat” he thought looking at the bunny in front of him. “Rabbit meat does taste pretty good” he whispered under his breath as he slowly tried to approach the furry animal.

“OI YOU GET WAY FROM MY JINIE”

“Huh” saitama heard someone shout but before he was able to look at the perpetrator

a foot came flying towards his face knocking him down.

“Hmmp yeah that serves you right for trying to kidnap my jinie” you said picking up your bunny and giving it a kiss on his soft head.

Turning around before giving one more look at the man lying unconscious who looked awfully similar to your crush and neighbour Saitama.

Tiptoeing towards the man while guarding your rabbit in case the man tried to kidnap him once more all this was just a ruse.

“ oh god “

It was indeed Saitama.

Jinie hopped off your arms as you subconsciously loosened your grip. “Shit shit shit” you rubbed your hands on your face “what did I just do?” You ask yourself as you remember the kick from earlier from the force of the kick Saitama won’t be waking up in a while.

“ fuck” you pace back and forth biting your nail nervously thinking of a solution to help saitama when you hear a groan and see your bunny licking Saitama’s left cheek.

Falling to your knees you wrap your legs around his mid hovering over the man waiting for him to regain consciousness.

Slowly fluttering his eyes open, Saitama looks at you “huh am I dead?” he mumbles “wow the angels here look just like Y/n” he giggles when he suddenly sees your excited face “so cute” he says his hands reaching for your cheek but stopping mid-air when you fall on top of him and embrace him in hug.

Shocked at the sudden display of affection, Saitama’s face heats up.

Soon realizing that he in fact was not dead.

His arm starts to cramp, finally deciding to put it down to hold you, suddenly you let go of Saitama and sit on top of him.

“m’sorry Sai I kicked you by accident cause I thought you were trying to kidnap jinie”

“Kidnap Jinie? huh?” Saitama pauses “ I wasnt trying to kidnap him, I was just thinking of eating him” he whispered. Hearing Jinie squeal in fright at his confession made him even more ashamed of thinking about eating his crushe’s pet.

“ You. What.” You say through gritted teeth pulling Saitama up by his collar, “hehe i am just joking” he laughs awkwardly ���you know I would never do that” he defends.

Y/n let go of him, arms crossed over your chest looking away angry.

“I’m sorry” he wraps his arms around you, your face pressed against his toned chest unable to stay mad at him you wrap your arms around him savouring the warmth of his body.

Sighing you let go and look up at him “im letting you off with a warning this time because your cute but there won’t be a next time alright ,” you poke at his chest threatening him.

Nodding he clears his throat “ well then how about I treat you to some hot pot hmm?my place I’ll get Genos to get some good quality meats,”

Smiling you accept his offer “also Y/n” you hum in response playing with your bunny “do you uhh mind getting off my lap? the situation might become dangerous if you stay any longer” he says coughing to cover up the pink on his cheek.

Embarrassed you quickly try to get off when smirking you lean closer to Saitama’s ear and whisper “what if I want it to become dangerous” and get off his lap picking up Jinie in the process.

Before the man can speak up or do anything his phone starts to ring, he groans looking at the picture of Genos that appeared on the screen.

“Cockblock” he mumbles

[smollandtoll]

HC: Scripted Documentary

STOP! CHECK OUT THESE GIFS FIRST 

These gifs give us all the feels, all the super soft Geno is the new guy at the government office job feels. It’s in the way the camera moves in that first gif, very parks & rec or the office, very scripted docuseries.

So here we are imagining some governmental office show shenanigans with Sid and Tanger and Flower and Duper trying to get a suburb approved, or a school or something, LET’S GET REAL probably an ice rink and and Geno is the wildlife and ecological impact consultant brought in to assist the project.

It’s usually just tons of boring paperwork and random occasionally dramatic or frivolous projects and petty office drama and occasional panicky dealing with the public. It’s boring work usually, but Sid is a committed and devoted leader and believes in the system of bureaucracy even when he’s thwarted by various nemesi.

Anyway, Geno shows up on the first day of this new contract looking like that and all the french canadians in their ties and dress shirts immediately turn to watch Sid blush. It is so apparent that he is Sid’s Type™ like...Sid might have based the type ON this guy he is hitting the nail so hard on the head.

“Am in right place?” He’d ask earnestly, eyes sliding over each of them questioningly, voice deep and accented. Duper and Tanger probably take point, ushering him in and ousting Flower from his seat immediately to set G down right next to Sid.

So with their fearless leader somewhat distracted by Geno's arms in that sweater, their round table discussion goes off track like immediately.

Geno is just giving so much side-eye at their weird and borderline intrusive questions. He expected a bit of inquiry as to his credentials, and maybe interests but:

"Why you need know I'm want kids?"

Sid abruptly realizing what's happened to their round table while he was spacing out - imagining peeling Geno out of various thermal fleeces and underarmour layers like a present just for him -  and being SO COMPLETELY MORTIFIED. His friends couldn’t be professional if it came up and french kissed them.

"So sorry Mr. Malkin my colleagues have never been outside." He’d recover the meeting and get it back on track, luckily Geno isn’t too irreparably weirded out...maybe.

And he isn’t, he eventually just like settles into the staff and continues to be tall and beautiful and wear very clingy soft sweaters that make Sid walk into door frames.

(They all razz Sid that he definitely heard like music playing in his head and everything went slomo when Geno walked in the first time and Sid DENYING IT SO HARD JUST BEING SO FED UP WITH THEM. //JUMP CUT BACK TO SID'S TALKING HEAD: ....it was Taylor Swift)

But they discover he also has kind of a hilarious mean streak and he’s an absolute card shark at thursday lunch poker. He’s got a giant soft spot for puppies and kittens and baby animals of all shapes and sizes - they discovered this one bleak and stressful week a blustery February where the higher ups thought it would be a good initiative to give them some office stress relief puppies.

Anyway, there’s definitely a few seasons of Sid pining, Geno and him becoming good friends only to find out Geno is dating someone that he brings to the office christmas party or something. And she’s probably super nice and reasonable and beautiful and funny.

Sid is like KIND OF GUTTED ABOUT IT, and doesn’t fess up to getting Geno this insanely wicked secret santa gift - like a pen’s massage chair that blew the office secret santa budget out of the water or something.

So anyway, probably Sid works really hard on getting over Geno, and even starts dating like a wonderful dude who’s idk a high school football coach or something, very boy next door, very sweet and handsome and thinks Sid is just ADORABLE.

And there’s probably a lot of Geno talking heads about how much he hates that guy.

And a lot of Flower and Duper and Tanger talking heads where they just sit there and silently stare at the camera like ...what the fuck did we find ourselves in the middle of. The UST is STIFLING.

Then there’s probably the episode where like they have a business trip to go on and present their findings and Sid and Geno end up in a layover in the middle of the night in like denver or some shit, throwing popcorn at each others mouths from across the isles and Sid is like:

“You know what’s funny?”

“Hm?”

“I used to have the biggest crush on you.”

“Sid?”

“Yeah it was really embarrassing, I’d walk into doors and stuff when you wore tight sweaters.”

“Very clumsy when first meet. Thought you just get better.”

“Nah, just got used to you I think.”

“Not crush any more?”

“Nah, I mean, I had to get over it, we work together, and no way in a million years would someone like you want to date someone like me.”  but before Geno can question him what that means there’s probably an announcement that distracts them and then Sid goes to the washroom and Geno gets an annoying text from Ovechkin and it’s forgotten until much later when they’re tiding up after a town hall one night and it’s clear that it’s just STRUCK Geno how beautiful and funny and amazing Sid is.

And then he’s being picked up by his boyfriend and Geno is GUTTED.

Geno is not good at being subtle, he pines as well, but on a level that CONCERNS the French Canadians who take him out and get him drunk and get the whole story about how he’s just realizing now that Sid is perfect and wants kids and would run with their dog.

Sid and the boyfriend meanwhile amicably break up because he’s been asked to coach at a higher level than high school, college I guess which is a big deal, and he needs to move, but it’s an important move for his job. He asks Sid to come with him and Sid seriously considers it for a little while, but he knows his job and his family through the job is too important to him, so they amicably break up, and because Sid isn’t very heart broken about it he doesn’t really act any different or see reason to mention it really.

Cue a lot of flirty shit happening between them that neither of them chalks up to meaning anything because Sid is “in a relationship” and Geno is “very uninterested” and the FCs LOSING THEIR MINDS OVER. At this point they are really rooting for them and don’t want to meddle - which goes against Flower’s very nature however so he definitely locks them into a utility closet together for a whole episode.

They get hangry, tempers flare, Geno kicks the door, Sid spills an entire bottle of lysol cleaner on his pants, they sit shoulder to shoulder and talk it all out and right as they’re about to kiss probably Phil opens the door looking for some toner.

Sid likely ducks out to immediately pee and like try to wash the cleaner out of his now RUINED pants and like mutter to himself in the mirror about what the fuck are you doing Crosby. He’s your best friend.

But Geno is probably definitely watching him from the door and just says “That’s best reason we should.” and then sweeps Sid into the kiss they should have had right from the beginning. And it’s all sparkles and fireworks and it’s in a grody men’s bathroom.

fin.

[redux-iterum]

You should make a side blog about your cats. I wanna see more of them ❤️

Better yet, I'll just ramble about them here! Cat gab under the cut to save you all some space.

This is Moses. Nicknames include Thug Mansion, Straight Outta Compton, Mozambique and Big Bad Mo. He is 18 pounds of pure muscle and the last of the real OGs. I have never met a cat who belongs in a gang more than him (mafia or hood, either works). He looks like this right now since he gets shaved in the summer, and no, it doesn't make him look any smaller.

Cranky old man who will only respect you if you fight back against his bullshit. He will assume power otherwise and there is nothing you can do to stop him.

I adore him. He's great.

This is Puppycat. Nicknames include Puppycat. Her original name was Kelly, but she got renamed after she developed dog-like habits (tail wagging, coming when called, and liking her belly to be rubbed). She used to be incredibly fat, as you can see here.

This fucking creature loves food. That is every facet of her personality. One of those animals that will eat until they vomit and then keep eating. She is also very dumb - beautifully dumb, really -and didn't know how to purr until she was five years old. She just wheezed happily at us.

This is Jupiter. Nicknames include Gremlin, Baby, Drive By, Jupe-Jupe and Squeakums. He is my baby boy and I adore him, and he is the biggest piece of shit. When we first got him, he was horribly ill and way undersized (size of a four week old kitten at twelve weeks of age). He had an upper respiratory infection, worms, fleas, was unable to put weight on, and was just generally sick. I've shown a picture of him before, but it bears repeating.

He got the nickname Gremlin from his appearance, and he was initially very sweet and cuddly and just wanted to be warm. Then he got better and turned into a psycho. He got another nickname, Drive By, for his fondness of running past you, smacking or biting you, and then pealing off before you could react. He loves going into our vents and biting people before disappearing into the darkness.

Fun fact on him, he's ended up stuck in our neighborhood sewers twice from exploring or busting out of the house at 2 AM. He's learned to not go in the tunnels since then, thank god.

Also I do not have a picture, but he is shaved as well and he's a toothpick. He is so little. I love him.

This is Moonshine. Nicknames include Goblin, Croakums, Squint Cat, Little Girl, and Munchin. I brought her home to be Jupiter's playmate and she got the entire house infected with ringworm. She also had a URI and a goopy left eye that is always squinted, as you can see here. So that was fun.

We had a friend for Jupiter before her, Ophelia, but she unfortunately disappeared one night and we never saw her again. It's a bit of a downer blessing, because Ophelia was not interested in playing with Jupiter at all, mostly because he's a feral vicious creature who doesn't know how to play gently. Meanwhile, Moonshine gets the dog tar beaten out of her, jumps up and charges him again. She adores wrestling with him.

Also she is a doof who likes to climb things, especially people. It's not as cute now that she's almost fully grown (and a good deal larger than Jupiter, even though he's about a year older). Her favorite thing is to leap onto you without warning and army crawl up to your shoulders and just sit there. It's more difficult to deal with in the summer, where you don't have an extra layer of clothes to protect you from her claws.

Still, she is a very charming little creature. The best part is that she overreacts like a cartoon - if something drapes across her back or startles her, she leaps three feet into the air (I'm not shitting you, three feet) and runs around in circles in terror. She also likes to eat bugs and meow like she's smoked all her little life.

Bonus Geno the dog, who hates all of my cats.

I'm sorry you have to share the attention, Geno. You're a good boy too. When you're not being a dick. Please stop picking fights with Moses. He kicks your ass every time.

[princess-fuckrosa]

hello! how's your day going? i just saw your keigo headcannons and love them!! i was thinking if you could, please, do some hc for shouto with a really kindhearted s/o? hope you can do them and thank u! ✨

Aaaww Anons <3 Everyone wants this baby boy to be happy, and so do I!!! So apparently, I got this request a few days ago, and after I posted the last one about Seven, this one came to my inbox too, so I thought I should put these together <3

To answer your first question: thank you anons, the day I got these went fine, I started watching One Punch Man and it was better than I thought! :D Genos looks incredibly good :'3

It was a little delay, sorry, but I had to take a break from home.

I hope you will like it, have a nice day to everyone 💖

Requests are still open and now my inbox is empty, feel free to bomb me with anything~

Todoroki with a kindhearted s/o

I really think that Todoroki is not the type of person who can fall in love at first sight. There could be a moment when he suddenly realizes that he is IN LOVE with you, but I feel like it would happen sometime after you met him, and got friends with him.

Let's just make things clear first, I think he would take things really slow. He needs to know you before he can say that he is IN LOVE with you. He would admit to himself (or even to Midoriya or Tenya) that he is attracted to you, but the deeper feelings would come after he gets to know you better.

Therefore, every time he will witness your acts of kindness, these soft feeling inside of him will melt his heart more and more.

Kindness and generally being kindhearted is the way to win him over. If you are a good person and you are friendly with him, he will consider you as a friend already, maybe not in a way like Izuku does, but he will look at you as an ally at least.

He is a traditional guy, so after some time being friends with you, he will just ask you out for a simple date. Maybe it would be a little bit blunt, but honest in all aspects. At this point, both of you would know each other enough to be sure about your feelings.

And even after you are in a relationship, he will fall for you, again and again, every time you do something genuinely kind. He is just a sucker for these soft feelings you awake in him with these acts, and it doesn't even have to be about him. He will watch in awe if you help an elderly person cross the street, carrying their grocery bag.

And if it's about him. O. M. G. He is not used to these kinds of acts, the whole concept of someone being kind to him is such a big thing for him, even after befriending Izuku and the others. And because of this, he will feel so honored and grateful that you do all these things for him. Although he knows that you are not kind just for HIM, you are kind and trustworthy with everyone, and that means so much more for him.

He sees you like an angel or even a goddess, and you bet that he will treat you like one.

He is very protective of you. Like not being jealous and possessive, just protective. He sees you as a pure, perfect being, and whether you are a fragile or a strong personality, he would be the same. Shoto would be like a guard dog, protecting you from all the things that are wrong in this world.

If you are a hero student like him, he would never, ever doubt that you will be a spectacular pro hero when you finally get your license and start to work as one. He would be so proud that you are his s/o. If you would ever feel like you are not good enough, he would get even a little offended. Like, how dare you think that when you are the first to help someone out when they are in need?

It wouldn't be any different if you are just a civilian. He thinks that being a hero is not just about getting a license and kick ass. It could be so much more than that, you don't have to use your quirk to make a difference. 

You can help homeless people with some warm food on a cold evening, make children smile in a hospital when they are sick, give something to those who never dreamt of having anything in the first place.

Todoroki sees these acts as saving people in a way, and if you are that kind of person, he would honor you just as he thinks of pro heroes.

And if you don't even have a quirk? I said already that he would be protective, but if you are quirkless, he will be so much more concerned about you. First of all, he would think that it is extremely amazing that you do everything you can, even when you are not like a stereotypical hero type, and if you would ever feel bad about yourself because of that, he would reassure you that you are SO MUCH MORE than just someone without a quirk. Your ways of being a hero are not that different than his, if you do your absolute best every day to make the world a better place, then you walk the same path as he does. Plus Ultra and all.

But here's a thing, without a quirk, the chance is lower you would stand a chance if you would have to protect yourself from a villain. Of course, you can learn such things as a martial art, but even with that, you would be pretty much vulnerable.

So Shoto would try his best not to be annoying, but he couldn't help but checking on you whenever he can. Call you on the phone, text you, or anything: just to know that you're doing fine.

Quirkless, civilian, hero in the making: if you are someone who is not afraid to speak their mind and stand up for the things you believe in? He would be head over heels. He values your courage and the whole 'being true to yourself' attitude so much.

(and if you are shy, don't worry, he would love to take care of you just as much you do with other people or animals <3 he's such a softie)

In a nutshell, being kindhearted is a key to win his heart, and if you are a kind and caring person, you are already a hero in his eyes.

[araminthe-ispwitch]

Somebody: What kind of animal do you think Bakugou would--

Me: Dragon.

Somebody: No, something real--

Me: Duck.

Somebody: What--

Me: A duck. It starts out with a fight. Class 1-A gets assigned to the nearby woods for one of their activities and Bakugou inadvertently saves a lone duckling from a criminal who recently escaped prison. The mother duck is nowhere in sight. The duckling imprints on Bakugou. It immediately follows him. Bakugou is not happy. Class 1-A finds out and Kirishima, Kouda, and the girls are thrilled at the cute critter toddling after Bakugou. According to Kouda, the baby is quacking "Mama" after him. Bakugou is not happy AT ALL. Easily getting All Might's approval and Aizawa's "I'm not cleaning up after it", the class brings the duckling back to their dorm, and manages to get Principal Nedzu's okay since it'll give them the challenge of caring for another life and learning to protect it. Bakugou is REALLY not happy. The duckling learns to like the rest of Class 1-A, but he still seeks the loud giant fire-breathing duck who saved him. He's very blunt, according to Kouda, and is very determined to follow his mother, who keeps shooing him away. The duckling learns to mimic his mother and Bakugou one day finds himself facing down a squawking and flapping duck who just WOULDN'T RUN AWAY AND WOULDN'T STAY STILL. The duckling adopts Bakugou. Bakugou is irked at his apparent inability to roast one annoying bird. Class 1-A is both awed and amused at their classmate's defiant son. ("HE'S NOT MY--") Every morning starts with enraged screams of curses as "Aho-ru" waddles away from his mother's room after sitting on his sleeping face. Izuku clutches his chest every time Kacchan lets the fowl sit near him.

Somebody:

Somebody: I meant what animal would he excitedly fight?

Me: Aho-ru the duck.

[paperficwriter]

Your First Date

Some sweet, fluffy batarou. Being teens in love.

Cut is for length, not for content.

“Oi, Badd. Why didn’t we go on a first date?”

“Well, ya hospitalized me, and then ya went on some kind of monster rager and ended up becomin’ some kinda gargoyle thing? With horns, I heard? And then ya ran off for a hot minute until ya showed up here ‘cause Zenko thought you were some kinda stray to bring home, and here we are.”

“...Heh, yeah, that just about covers it.”

Somehow during months of living together, this conversation didn’t even come up until they were sitting together on the couch, watching an anime one evening that depicted a boy and a girl in a very typical ‘is this a date?!’ situation. They were quiet for a little bit after that, until Badd prompted him by elbowing him in the arm. “Did ya want to? I mean, I feel like we kinda skipped that whole thing, yeah? Usually ya date before ya start livin’ with someone.”

“So what’s the difference between going on a date and dating?”

Badd paused the television and turned to him, wedging himself into the back sofa cushion on his side. “The date’s kinda...the thing itself. Datin’ is when you’re, like, ‘Let’s see how this pans out and if I wanna be your girlfriend for the long haul.’”

“Does that mean we skipped straight to making you my girlfriend?”

“Psh. I’m savin’ my girlfriend status for The One. You lose.”

Garou chuckled and pulled one of Badd’s hands over to rub between his. “Never been on a date before,” he mumbled.

“Are ya serious?” Badd winced when Garou bent one of his fingers sideways. “Ow. I didn’t mean it t’ be shitty! You’re good-lookin,’ so I figured ya woulda had to beat ‘em off with a stick!”

Holy shit, did Garou just blush?! “It’s not like I really had a chance, with the whole ‘leaving home and living at a dojo and then dishonoring said dojo and everything afterward,’ you know?”

Badd dragged his thumb against one of the long lines across Garou’s hand. Then he realized it wasn’t actually the love line, or the life line, or whatever. But rather, it was the pink, faded scar left from his hero hunting. “That means if I take ya out on a date, it’s not just our first date but your first date. Officially.”

Garou nodded. “Which means it can’t suck.”

“Hey, my dates don’t suck.”

“They better not. You don’t have an excuse like I do, since it sounds like you’ve been on a million, you hussy.”

Badd snatched his hand back so he could grab him by one of his wild ‘ears’ of hair. “I ain’t a hussy! And I haven’t been on a million dates! Just a few!”

Thin fingers jabbed at his side right into one of his ticklish pressure points, and Badd’s body buckled in on itself. “No, no, you’re clearly the dating pro, so you better wow me or I’m leaving!”

“Fine!” Badd threw himself on top of Garou, grabbing him by his shirt. He dropped his face close to his with a huge grin. “Then I’m gonna take ya on the best damn date o’ your life. So get ready, wolf boy.”

Garou snuck in a kiss onto Badd’s round nose, flashing his own teeth in a smile. “Okay. I’m holding you to that.”

—

Badd ended up borrowing a car. Although he had gotten his license, he didn’t really need one in the city, since he either walked wherever he needed to go or took public transportation. But if he was going to take Garou on a date, they were going to have to head out a little distance from his normal stomping grounds, enough that no one would immediately recognize him or, worse, ask questions about Garou.

And even as it was, Badd still didn’t sport his normal pompadour, and Garou had one of his beanies over his trademark hair. “So, where are we going?” Garou asked as he reached over to play with Badd’s loose strands where they framed his face. 

“It’s a surprise, ya goober. Also, I, uh...didn’t wanna talk about it so much in front o’ Zenko or she’d be sore we weren’t taking her.”

“Scandalous.”

“Shut up!” Badd gave him a shove, but he was smiling. The drive itself was nice; the air was cool, they listened to some music (and since it was just them, they didn’t even have to suffer through Amai Mask’s discography), and the sunset was a beautiful bleed of color across the horizon. 

Garou grinned when Badd turned into a hotel. “Oh, so it’s that kind of a date, huh?”

“It ain’t like that! Don’t be weird!” Badd’s cheeks burned up to his ears. “I got us a room so we didn’t have to rush back tonight, and so I didn’t have to find some random place to park.”

When Badd got back from checking in, Garou had his face out the window of the car, sniffing, eyes big. It was like he was looking into the distance, at nothing in particular, an invisible interest.

Badd couldn’t help ruffling the top of his head. “What is it, boy?” he asked like he was talking to a dog, “Whattaya smell, huh?” 

Garou rolled his eyes but didn’t really divert his attention, though his did close his eyes. “It’s been forever since I went to the beach. I can smell the sand and the water...and I can hear it.”

Badd turned his ear up, letting the wind hit him. He could just barely make out the salty scent, but he certainly couldn’t hear it. “Good thing that ain’t the surprise.”

Tipping his head curiously, Garou got out of the car, and they started walking down the road. 

It couldn’t be but so surprising, because they could see the boardwalk from the half-mile mark as they walked up toward it. A large road right beside piers and docks had been lined with shops, stands and various attractions on either side, and there was a huge ferris wheel lit up with sparkling lights.

Badd had insisted on going during the week, so since it was Wednesday there weren't nearly as many people as there probably would have been on the weekend. On top of that, it was also late in the season, so there weren’t visiting tourists to contend with either. “I know ya hate crowds as much as I do,” Badd commented as he took his hand. “And I wanted your first date to be a good experience, ya know.”

Garou was staring in every direction, his mouth just a little bit open. Shit, was it too much? Had Badd overdone it?

What finally came out was: “I want to eat everything.”

Badd laughed. “Okay. Sounds like a plan.”

When Garou said everything, he wasn’t kidding. Like a bloodhound, Garou made a beeline for the spots that had the best-smelling greasy food scents, and Badd found himself being dragged to stand after stand to buy long skewers of yakitori, shioyaki and ikayaki. Each one was shoved into his face to try. “Please at least keep the squid in a different hand. If I think I’m gonna get chicken and bite into the ikayaki, I’m gonna hurl.”

Garou just took a bite of each. To spite him.

Now, the noodles he could get behind: yakisoba with deliciously tender pieces of pork; hot, sour Thai noodles that warmed him up to the core; a ramen burger made with prime beef and huge pieces of near-solid noodles. Garou was about to lead them to the taiyaki parfait stand, when Badd finally put his hand on his arm.

“Babe. Ya know I think the world of ya, but can we digest for, like, five minutes?”

“I guess.” He smirked and kissed a spot of sauce off the corner of his mouth. “You weakling.”

Next, Badd took him to an arcade. It was set up to look like one of the “classic” ones, with pinball, huge games with old displays that were probably twenty years old, and racing games that made Garou have to fold his long limbs inwards to get to the gas and brake. 

When he caught Badd laughing, he glared. “I’m still going to kick your ass, even if I do dislocate my hip.”

“You are older than me, Stretch. That’s a real concern.”

“By a year!”

But they figured it was time to go when Garou laid into a test-your-strength punching dummy a bit too hard and snapped it off its support. In his defense, Badd absolutely should have been watching him closer. Garou had a tendency to get carried away.

As they explored the area even more, they came to a set of shops outside a mall connected to the boardwalk. Garou wandered over to an open stand and stopped so hard his heels screeched. “Oh my god, Badd, look at this.” At first, it just looked like they were selling little trinkets and random junk...until Badd got a closer look. “It’s fucking knock-off hero stuff like you find online!”

Badd nearly choked as he picked up a toy that he could only guess was supposed to be Genos with huge neon eyes and a perfectly rectangular mouth. One hand was on backwards, and the paint job was so abysmal it was like it was just dipped in random colors. A figurine of Atomic Samurai actually had a gun for some reason, Zombieman had been painted lime green, and then…

“You have to buy it.”

“I don’t have to do any such a damn thing.”

“Please. I need this as a memento of our first date.”

Badd sighed and paid the ridiculous amount for a Metal Bat action figure: the torso was so big his head was roughly pea-sized, he was wearing a skirt and his bat looked like it was a wooden one. “It’s literally in the name! Metal Bat! They had one job!”

Garou cackled as he pocketed his prize. “Villains beware! The amazing Wood Bat! Special move: Splinter Spirit!”

As the sky was just beginning to transition from a red-touched blue into night, Badd walked Garou out onto the pier that cut into the ocean far enough that it was actually quiet, compared to the street. A torii gate stood alone overlooking the water and the far-off sunset. Garou stared up at it as Badd explained, “There used to be a shrine on the water, but it got destroyed by a typhoon or somethin.’ They left the torii up ‘cause the sun falls right inside it, yeah? And it was still standin,’ so...yeah.”

“You know a lot about this place.”

Badd grinned, kind of lopsidedly. “Yeah…”

“Like you’ve been here before. More than once.”

“Heh, guess I’ve been caught.”

Easily hopping up onto it, Garou sat on one of the wooden rails of the dock and looked out over the easy-going waves. “That’s fine. There are only but so many places you can take dates, so obviously there’s going to be some overlap.”

“What? Oh god, no. Garou.” Careful not to push him over, Badd got between Garou’s long legs, hands holding his waist. “I ain’t...I’ve never brought another date here. Never. You’re the first.” He sighed. “I came here when I was a kid, with my folks. And Zenko after she was born, for a couple of years but I think she was too young to really remember it. This is, uh…” He cleared his throat. “This is the first time…” God, don’t cry, don’t fucking choke up. “Since…”

“Hey.” Garou’s fingers rubbed the back of his scalp and pulled his face into his stomach. “I got it. It’s okay. I like it. A lot.”

“...yeah?”

“Yeah. It’s the best first date. I thought you were just going to drag me out to something really lame and I was going to have to be like, ‘Nooo, Baaadd, I loooove it…’”

Badd snickered and jabbed Garou in the side of the leg. “Jerk.”

Garou continued on in the mock-patronizing voice as he jumped off the ledge and back to the dock. “‘Oh my gooood...no, you put soooo much effort into it…’”

“Well now if I ever do disappoint ya, I’ll see right through you!”

“Of course you will, because I am so transparent and you are so perceptive.” Garou tugged him toward the ferris wheel. “Come on, I think this is a good time for this one.”

Badd nodded, and when they got to the ramp, there really wasn’t much of a line. They climbed into the next available car together. It was one of the new, fancier ferris wheels, with a compartment that people could sit in facing each other while looking out a window on either side, at the sea or at the glittering city skyline in the near-distance. Slowly, they started the climb, and as Badd watched the crowds below get smaller and smaller, he could feel Garou’s eyes on him. 

“So, I’m new to this, but it seems pretty obvious that this is when you’re supposed to kiss on dates, right? That’s a thing isn’t it?”

Badd turned his hand over when cool fingers rubbed his knuckles. “Yeah, I think ya kinda...play it by ear, and when it feels right, ya jus’ go for it.”

Garou leaned close, his smile reflecting the bulbs outside that lined the ride’s spokes. “I think you’re supposed to call the shots though, right?”

“Yeah...I think so.” Badd moved like he was going to close the gap between them, but then put his fingers up to block Garou’s lips. “Wait.”

“...seriously?”    

“Trust me.”

It was only about a minute until they rounded the curve and there they were, at the top of the wheel. In the grand scheme of things, it probably wasn’t that high up but...here, it was the highest point, and for them it might as well have been the top of the world. And before Garou could ruin it by saying something dumb or complaining about the hold up, Badd yanked him into the softest, deepest kiss he could give, putting every ounce of himself into it.

They didn’t actually break it until they were almost at the bottom again, and even then they stayed close, gazing into one another’s face.

“You know…” Garou gave him another little peck, smiling through it. “I think I could get into this whole dating thing.”

Badd hummed, and he kept his fingers loosely holding his shirt so he couldn’t get far away from him. “Yeah...kinda figured ya might feel that way.”

[aforrestofstuff]

What's the heroes' morning routine to start their day before going to work? Or their night routine before they're going to sleep? (And here is sprinkle of positivity vibes for you today: 😊😉👌💕💞💗💓💝💝💖💖🌟✨🍀🍀🍀🍀💐💐 Have a nice day! ❤)

Thanks for the request, anon! ❤️❤️ sorry this took me so long to get to, hope you’re still around!

Tornado of Terror: I’ve said in a previous hc that she sleep-levitates and wakes up in the weirdest places. So, she’d probably spend 10 straight minutes prying herself out of her bathtub or some shit with hella cramps. After that, she’d spam Fubuki over text message, asking her how to make a cup of coffee for the 57th time, then manage to burn it anyway, and finally go to work salty as fuck.

Silverfang: Wakes up at the crack of dawn, mediates next to a waterfall or some shit, broods over Garou, and makes himself a nice breakfast with a cup of tea. After that, he drags Charanko’s ass up the mountain to do some training, meditate some more, drink more tea, and around then it’s gonna be like 9 AM, so he’d probably just go the fuck back to sleep for a quick nap before actually going to work. Look, he’s old. Let him vibe.

Atomic Samurai: Also wakes the fuck up at the crack of dawn and proceeds to freeload a breakfast off of Iaian, wash it down with some alcohol at 6 in the AM, and complain about the weather. Then, he’d probably run over some sorta training routine with his disciples before doing group meditation and finally, finish it off with another drink. His tolerance is so damn high at this point. He shows up to work while pretending he wasn’t ten seconds away from getting wasted that morning.

Child Emperor: Wakes up rather early (if he even slept at all), runs diagnostics on all of his machinery, does tests on his latest weapons, takes 7 decontamination showers, and then makes himself a hearty breakfast consisting of Froot Loops and choccy milk. He shows up to work early and energized, running solely on his 87th lollipop and the single shot of espresso he had that morning. If it’s a weekday, he’d wait off on going to Association headquarters and teach a few classes at the local university instead. He’d then go to work in the middle of the day, grading papers and dying internally at the dumb shit his students say. He keeps a mental tally of how many people forget to write their names on their assignments. He’s suffering.

Metal Knight: Upon slapping the shit out of his alarm clock, he rolls out of bed and commands one of his bitchbots to make a Michelin-Star quality breakfast for him, then proceeds to stalk to the bathroom. He doesn’t shave or shower. He just takes a 45-minute shit because he’s forced himself to go to the bathroom once a day to “save time” when it, in fact, does not save time. After that, he takes a decontamination shower before entering his lab (also another 45 minutes because he’d spend the whole time je— nevermind) and doesn’t show up to work at all because he’s a little bitchboy hellbent on building Skynet in his mom’s basement.

King: Wakes up, cries, plays video games, cries some more, eats some cereal, takes a shower, cries, calls Saitama over, plays video games, Saitama leaves, cries. Then, he’ll show up to work for a single meeting at 4 PM just so everyone knows he isn’t dead, have an anxiety attack, go home, and then cry (while having another anxiety attack). After that, he’ll play video games until 3 AM. Rinse and repeat.

Zombieman: He’ll wake up at 3 AM and then sarcastically open his blinds like “oh wow, what a beautiful morning”. He’ll make himself a hearty breakfast consisting of leftovers, some protein pills, and half a pack of cigarettes. Next, he’ll shower, shave, and do some routine vigilante detective work out in the town before coming back home just as the sun is beginning to rise. After that, he’ll take a thirty second nap and walk his ass to work (because his car has been in the shop for like, seven years) so he can vibe for 3 hours before throwing in the towel and isolating himself for the remainder 18 hours of the day because depression.

Drive Knight: he sleeps plugged into the wall like a Samsung. Either that, or he’s solar-powered.... or maybe he runs on AAAs. I don’t know, but his ass ain’t waking up like everyone else. He’d power on, do some routine checkups on his laboratory or whatever the fuck he’s got going on, and then show up to work for 3 seconds only to dip the fuck back out and go poach some endangered monster species for his collection or some shit. Look, he’s a robot.

Pig God: wakes up at 10 AM like a king and eats a small breakfast consisting of three rotisserie chickens, a whole pot of rice, 57 eggs, and a cool glass of milk (because calcium is important, kids). He’d spend 4 hours on the internet before he gets hungry and decides to go outside, stopping to casually devour an entire species of demon-threat monsters in the middle of the street while simultaneously traumatizing every single child living in a 3-mile radius in the process of doing so. After that, he’d do some hero work for like 30 minutes (and somehow eat like, 200 living things in that timeframe), go back home, and then indulge himself in a 17-hour food coma. He’s earned it.

Superalloy Darkshine: Homie wakes up at 5 AM, works out for two hours, takes a shower, and eats a breakfast big enough to feed a small family of 19. After terrorizing every health expert in the country with his buckwild diet (ironic considering Pig God exists), he hits up his bro Tanktop Master for another 2-hour workout. He then proceeds to take 3 seconds getting dressed in his hero uniform because it’s literally just a thong, and goes to work for a full 8 hours because he’s a good boi who takes his job seriously and genuinely wants to make the world a better place. :)

Watchdog Man: wakes up, pisses on a fire hydrant, eats dog kibble, sits on his pedestal in city Q, and then gets dressed.

Flashy Flash: wakes up in a forest somewhere because he’s probably homeless. The local birds flock around him and sing a morning song. He feeds a baby deer like a Disney princess. Then, he bathes in a waterfall and spends two hours doing his hair. After that, he buys himself a fucking bagel and takes his ass to work smelling like the inside of a Cabella’s. He vibes at HQ for like, 30 minutes, before traveling 500 miles away on his 57th quest for revenge and ends up breaking a record for “most homicides committed by a hero” on the way there.

Genos: wakes up, makes breakfast for Saitama, takes a shower, and spends half an hour doing chores while Saitama bums around with a yolk stain on his pajamas. Then, he’d hit up the professor for any news about upgrades, and go on about his day handing out justice as he sees fit until Saitama suddenly gets the urge to go buy some cabbage. It’ll be another 2 hours of walking around the inside of a grocery store while holding 2 grams of food (because it’s all Saitama could afford, broke ass) before he actually goes to hero HQ for a single meeting (while Saitama tags along), and then slaughter 87 monsters on his way home.

Metal Bat: wakes up at 6 AM because it takes him 8 years to do his hair. He’d wake up Zenko about an hour later and tell her to get ready for school while he hauls ass downstairs to make breakfast (burnt toast and 8 Flinstone vitamins). They walk to Zenko’s school together. He takes ten minutes to shower her with love, and then he turns back around to walk to his own school only to show up like, 45-minutes late to his first class. He only attends hero meetings on weekends because A. Homework and B. He doesn’t give enough of a shit to juggle official hero business and school in the same day (unless it consists of a monster/criminal [or 12] in need of a beating).

Tanktop Master: same as Superalloy. He wakes up at dawn, works out, eats enough to feed a small army, and then calls his actual army over for a meeting. He and the gang discuss ways to better represent the Tanktop ideology over tea, while also sharing workout tips and just having a good time together in general. Around then it’ll probably be 8 or 9 AM, so he’d join Superalloy at Hero HQ and do hero work for the rest of the day alongside his homies. He’s living the life, honestly.

Puri-Puri Prisoner: he’s in prison so he’d wake up at 8 AM on the clock every day, eat his nasty-ass breakfast (although, I’ve said in a previous headcanon that he gets special meals prepared for him on account of being a literal superhero, but I digress), and then he works out in the courtyard for a good hour before going to work in the cafeteria for 3 bucks a day (or the yen equivalent). During visiting hours, he and his boyfriend are inseparable. They’d make some crafts together, gossip, and just hang out. If there’s a threat in the area, Puri will waste no time busting himself out and hugging that shit to death. A true icon.

Amai Mask: he either wakes up at 10 AM or 2 PM every day, there’s no in-between. He’d spend his morning doing every self-care routine under the sun: taking a warm bath, doing a face mask, eating a good breakfast (prepared by his own personal chef, of course), listening to an audio book, you name it. If he has a concert that night, he’d spend the entire day surrounded by people as he gets ready/rehearses/prepares. If not, he’ll just patrol the streets, handing out autographs and some slices of justice. He wouldn’t really show up to any meetings or do official hero business at HQ unless he’s in the mood to cuss out Sekingar and Sitch over some stupid shit or insert himself in S-Class business.

Iaian: wakes up earlier than any of the other disciples and Atomic Samurai because he’s like, responsible or whatever. He meditates, showers, does his own personal routine, and then kicks everyone out of bed for breakfast like an angry suburban mom. After that, he’d participate in everyone’s routine training, and then take his ass to work while showing up to every meeting at HQ (sometimes tagging along with Kami) because he’s a good boi and he has no problem engaging in business. :)

Okamaitachi: She sometimes wakes up with Iaian, but sleeps in most of the time because she needs her beauty rest, obviously. After breakfast and participating in everyone’s training routine, she’d do her hair/makeup and go do her own hero work the majority of the time. She’d sometimes tag along with Iaian, but she prefers to go on her own every so often. If she has some extra time before breakfast, she’ll also do a face mask or catch up on her favorite soap operas.

Bushidrill: this motherfucker sleeps like a log and Iaian wants to kill him for it. He wakes up like, 2 seconds before breakfast and hasn’t shaven in a month. Still, somehow, he manages to get ready in time for training without Kami trying to assault him for being a doofus.

Fubuki: She wakes up hella early and texts her herd of hooligans the daily plan before dealing with Tatsumaki’s shit over the phone. Then, she showers, does her hair, and takes fifteen minutes to get her makeup done right. It doesn’t take her long to plan out her outfit because she has like, 87 black dresses. After an actual hearty breakfast (unlike the rest of these clowns) that she makes herself, she meets up with the blizzard group to discuss business and engage in hero work together as a ✨team✨. She never gets asked to participate in official business by HQ because Tatsumaki strictly forbids it.

Saitama: he brushes his hair and sits on his ass all day.

Mumen Rider: wakes up at dawn, feeds the cats outside, eats a good-ass breakfast (despite being poor, because he’s actually really good at budgeting), and goes out for a nice, morning patrol. He’ll also call his mom and make sure she’s having a good time because that’s important. If it’s not a busy day, he’ll go to the gym and treat himself to some time at the park afterwards. If there’s monsters all about, he’ll spend the rest of the day in the hospital after getting his shit rocked for the 300th time that week. They’ve basically got a bed reserved for him at this point. He’s so pure but so, so selfless. And a little dumb. But mostly selfless.

[knifeshoeoreofight]

I made a furry friend at Pittsburgh International Airport, and then this ficlet came out of that. Check PITpaws out- it’s an actual thing! Also, I’m actually writing again, whaaat  ???

CW: brief reference to past animal mistreatment

Sid is tired. He’s been in three airports today, because the new kid they put in charge of travel arrangements fucked up. Sid isn’t going to kick up a fuss, that isn't his style, but he can and will privately fume. 

He’s got an insane layover in Pittsburgh before the last leg to Toronto. It’s a familiar airport, at least, his job takes him here often enough. His survival plan is to get some kind of iced Starbucks drink the size of his face, and to find a wall outlet before he and his phone both give up the ghost. 

He orders something that ends up being fluorescent pink and downs half of it before loosening his tie and resting his aching head in his hands. 

He’s drifting, trying not to think about how late it’s going to be when he gets home to his empty apartment, when there’s a faint scrabbling noise from below and to his left.  He looks up to see the tiniest, fanciest dog he’s ever seen straining at the end of its leash, plume tail whisking wildly. It’s wearing a minuscule yellow bandanna and a jacket with “Therapy Dog” embroidered on the side. It dances, absurd little forepaws skittering on the floor as it tries with every fiber of its tiny being to get to Sid. 

“Ponchik! Сидеть!” A deep voice admonishes, and the dog instantly sits, albeit trembling with yearning. 

“This Ponchik,” the same deep voice rumbles. “It’s ok he’s say hello?” 

Sid looks up. And up. And despite everything, his lips quirk up in a smile, because the man on the other end of the leash is as gigantic and imposing as his dog is delicate and tiny. The man blinks at him for a split second, and then shakes himself. 

“We’re with PIT Paws.. He’s therapy dog, he’s help people be comfortable. Travel, it’s so stress, you know?” the man says. 

Sid is charmed. He holds out a hand towards the dog. “Is it ok if I—“

“Yes, of course,” the man says, and he steps forward so Ponchik can reach Sid. Ponchik dances at Sid’s knee, going up on his hind legs. 

“He’s like you,” the man says, a smile in his voice. “He’s want sit on lap. Ok with you?” 

Why not.

 “Sure,” Sid says, and the man makes a clicking noise with his tongue and Ponchik leaps nimbly up. 

He’s light, and warm, and he trembles with happiness as Sid scratches him gently behind his fringed ears. Sid can practically cradle the dog in his hands, he’s so small. 

Some combination of his exhaustion, and the enthusiastic warmth of the little animal hit Sid right in the chest. 

He cradles Ponchik in his arms and takes a deep, unsteady breath. 

When he looks up at the man, he’s smiling understandingly down at Sid. 

“I know,” is all he says, and settles his lanky frame into the chair opposite Sid’s. “Take all time you want. It’s his job.” 

“Hey, bud,” Sid tells the dog softly, and laughs as Ponchik licks Sid’s fingers and snuggles in, curling up and resting his head on Sid’s wrist with a sigh. 

“Ah,” the man says. “He’s like you a lot. He doesn’t always do.” 

Sid strokes the dog’s fur. “There are probably kids around  or something that need him more than I do.” He’s reluctant, he doesn’t want to lose the dog’s comforting presence but, well. He’s just tired, there has to be someone out there who needs this more than he does. 

“Hm,” the man says, his dark eyes considering. “Maybe it’s good time for break. He’s small and he’s walk so much, you know?” 

“Oh, in that case,” Sid says, his shoulders relaxing a little. Ponchik yawns, and Sid smiles at the squeaky noise it makes. “Ponchik. That’s a cute name.” 

“It’s mean like,” the man makes a gesture like he’s cupping something circular in his hands. “Sweet thing, like.” He frowns, and Sid waits patiently for the man to find the words. 

“Donut!” the man exclaims, with a snap of his fingers. “He’s this color, and when he sleep he’s round, you know?” Again he gestures, this time indicating a curled up animal. Something in Sid’s chest goes soft and quivery. 

“Oh my god, that’s the best thing I’ve ever heard,” Sid blurts, and the man ducks his head, hiding his pleased smile. It’s incredibly charming. 

“I’m Evgeni,” the man says. “Can call me ‘Geno’.” 

“Sid,” Sid replies, and reaches out the hand not taken over by Ponchik. Geno shakes it. Sid isn’t a small man, but Geno’s hand swallows up his own. Sid can already feel the pink start to flood his cheeks. Damn his traitorous complexion. 

“You have layover?” Geno asks, and something about the timbre of his voice is different. Hushed, hesitant. Like he’s asking about more than just Sid’s travel plans. “Or you live here?” 

“I live in Toronto.” 

Sid just barely catches Geno’s face momentarily fall before he plasters on a smile. It’s not just Sid’s imagination, then, the interest in Geno’s eyes. 

“But,” Sid adds. “My company has offices here, and I visit all the time for work.”

“Really?” Geno asks, his expressive features lighting back up. “I mean—” Another duck of the head, and his ears have gone flame-red. 

How is a man that large so fucking cute? Sid wonders. And, is it inappropriate to give him Sid’s number if he’s technically working, or volunteering? 

“How did you get into this?” he asks, instead. 

Geno smiles fondly at Ponchik. “I’m always like cats, you know? But I’m walk home from work and I’m see him.” His expression darkens. “Someone throw him from car.”

Sid’s hands still protectively over Ponchik’s little body. “Fucking bastards.” 

Geno shakes his head. “Worst. I’m take him to vet, and he’s very scare, but still want be friends with everyone. After he’s better I’m see flyer for training. Visit sick kids, old people, you know. All picture is big dogs. I’m think, maybe some people scared. I don’t--” he pauses, glancing sidelong at Sid. “I’m not like big dogs so much. So I think, like, we try training. Some people maybe like he’s so small.” 

Sid is filled with the sudden and overwhelming urge to lean over and kiss Geno’s generous mouth. He swallows, tearing his eyes from the man to his dog, still sacked out in Sid’s lap. 

The sudden wail of an overtired toddler splits the air, and Ponchik’s head jerks up as he zeroes in on the sound. He whines, and his tail starts whisking again. 

“Oh no, sad baby,” Geno chuckles. “He’s want to go help.” 

Sid looks up and sees an exhausted looking woman juggling an infant in one arm and a diaper bag on the other as she tries to soothe the tears of a little girl in a Frozen t-shirt.  

“Go on,” Sid says, carefully setting Ponchik down on the floor. On impulse, he takes out a pen and one of his business cards, scrawling his personal cell across the back. “I’m so sorry if I’m reading this wrong, but...” He trails off, and holds out the card to Geno, heart in his throat. 

“Oh,” Geno says, and takes the card reverently. He looks at Sid, a slow, beautiful smile dawning across his face. “Thank you. This, I can send SMS?” 

“If you want,” Sid says. His face feels like it’s on fire. “You can tell me how it goes with PIT Paws. Maybe give me some insider intel on good Pittsburgh restaurants?”

“Next time you here, maybe I’m show you?” Geno’s voice has gone even lower, smoky with promise.

Sid offers his hand to shake goodbye. “Absolutely.”

Geno holds Sid’s fingers a beat too long for anything besides clear intent, and he lets his fingers trail across Sid’s palm as he slowly lets go. “See you soon, yes?” 

“Yeah,” Sid says, a little more breathy than he meant to sound. 

Geno stands, and the little girl across the way lets out another loud sob. 

“Go on,” Sid says, unable to stop grinning up at Geno. He probably looks like an idiot. 

Geno goes, and the wave of unnameable emotion that breaks over Sid almost scares him as he watches Geno crouch low and introduce the crying girl to Ponchik. Geno gives Ponchik a command, and he sits up to beg prettily. The little girl smiles through her tears, and then gives in to giggles as Ponchik dances on his hind legs. 

Sid carries that image with him all the way through his flight and the Uber back to his apartment. 

By the time he’s showered off the air travel and is blearily eyeing his lackluster fridge contents, his phone buzzes on the kitchen counter. 

It’s a photo of Ponchik, curled up on a rumpled duvet. 

“So tired, we sleep!” reads the text. Tired is spelled wrong and just like so many things about Geno, it makes an alarming tenderness well up inside Sid. 

“Flight ok?” reads the next one. 

“He looks as sleepy as I feel,” Sid texts back. “And yeah, it was fine. Glad to be home, finally.” 

Geno sends an emoji mishmash that Sid interprets as something like agreement.  

“Sleep, Sid. We talk tomorrow?” 

“Absolutely,” Sid replies, and smiles down at his phone like a dweeb. 

He has another business trip in two weeks and this time, he cannot wait. 

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One-Punch Man Chapter 83, Update 124

As published online

Translator: u/AbaloneNacre

OPM 124

3: Genos: MACHINE GUN PUNCH

4: Garou: Guh! I’m barely able to move… There’s no way I can escape!

WATER STREAM

5: ROCK SMASHING FIST

9: Garou: Now di-

10: sound of Genos’ blast going off

Garou: You sly bastard… You intentionally allowed yourself to be buried in order to try and get a shot off on me coming in from above, didn't you?

11: sound of Genos righting himself instantly

Genos (to himself): In just an instant, the way that he was able to use his leg with Water Stream Rock Smashing Fist to evade my attack…

This guy… by focusing all of his nerves into that one evade, he was just barely able to hang on.

Not only that, but he was able to take advantage of my opening to counterattack.

12: Genos: No wonder the other heroes weren’t able to handle him!

13: Saitama: Alright, let’s go let’s go!

King’s hitpoint point gauge is down to the last millimeter! Perhaps now I’m the stronger one! Hahaha!

Oh? Still putting up a fight are you?

(to self): WHAT wait wait Calm down…

With just one more hit, I can win! Right here! Right here is where I turn this all around!

14: FUCK (editorial spice; lit. “no”)

King: Well? How was it? My skin-of-my-teeth fighting technique?

Did you enjoy it just a little? Granted, I didn’t let you win, but consider this as free advice.

Saitama, your movement patterns are too simple and monotonic. Even though I was giving you tons of openings, all you had to do was hit me once and you could have won with your eyes closed.

Oh well. That’s 81-0 for me then. I’ll lend you my console. It’d be good if you practiced more, you know.

in the background, the sound of Saitama becoming more and more agitated

15: Saitama: ThIs GaMe Is StReSiNg Me Out…

King: If you really want to win sometime, you’re gonna need to calm down. Keep it together.

phone rings

Saitama: (still visibly agitated) Something’s ringing.

King: Ah, yeah. My bad. This little fella’s going off in my packet.

Recently, a lot of heroes have been issued these phones. I hear that it’s still undergoing trials, though.

With one button press on this device, you can call for assistance in the immediate area.

Any way you look at it, it’s kind of a panic button for when your back’s up against the wall, I guess.

16: Saitama: WHAT?! Monsters?! Let’s go!

King: Ah. It seems like an S-class hero got to it first. Notification just came in.

Even if we left right now, it’ll probably be over by the time we get there.

No specific monster information on this one…

17: King: Speaking of, I’m a little concerned about all those monsters you keep killing near your place.

Even if it’s just in self-defense, aren’t you concerned?

Saitama: Ah, that… I left it to Genos to deal with.

I wonder why monsters have been showing up this often around here…

King: You know, that’s probably why you’re the only living there.

If monsters show up like they did yesterday in towns all over, then by extension, they’re probably going to really start increasing in numbers in places where people don’t live, won’t they?

How’s Genos doing by the way?

Saitama: Ah. He hasn’t come back since yesterday.

King: Eh? Is he okay? The so-called Monster Association has also revealed themselves. I think that may have even happened yesterday…

Saitama: I wonder if he’ll be alright…

Guess I better go. King! Tell me where that alert you just come from.

18: Genos: He’s strong, this one… In addition to his staggering speed, he has about as much power as Tank Top Master. Not to mention that gun of his that he doesn’t hesitate to use.

In my current condition, this guy is trouble…!

Shit! My vision is fading. My legs too…

19: sound of Garou starting to walk away

Genos: Stop. You can’t escape from me with your legs in that state.

Garou (to self): I’ll use that…!

20: Garou (to self): Remember those movements!

Genos: (sound of surprise)

21: sound of rapid movements, imitating Watchdog Man

Genos: His movement pattern has changed! He’s moving on all fours!

22: Garou: Shake. (TL: like the dog command, but also in this case lit. arm despite the hand character)

23: Garou: You’re quite fond of this arm, aren’t ya? But now there’s no way you can hit me!

grab

Garou: What..!?

24: sound of rocket motors and smashing him into the tree

25: sound of the cables wrapping around him, followed by him straining against them

Genos: It’s useless. Don’t resist.

Garou: Hehe…

Genos: ?

Garou: One after another…

26: Garou: Those heroes came for me. Popular ones at that! I was so pleased!

Genos: The world is in panic right now. Because of the arrival of the villainous Monster Association, public order is in disarray.

While we at the Hero Association are banding together to deal with that threat…

You? You’re just a small fry. Dealing with you for good will take no time at all.

Got it? Then disappear.

sound of his hand cannon charging

Garou: Me? Small fry?!

27: If that’s really what you think, then know this, Demon Cyborg!

If I, the Hero Hunter, could take you down, the world will become a much more frightening place now wouldn’t it?

Genos’ gun fires

28: tree splinters

29: shot blasts through the tree, Genos jumps out of the way

30: Genos lands; Garou tears his way free and aggressively runs his hands through his hair

31: Garou: I don’t care about no fucking Monster Association! No hero is a match for me — the Ultimate Monster!

32: Garou: I’ll show that to everyone right here, right now!

Genos: That kind of thing doesn’t exist.

From behind: Now!

33/34: sound of monsters erupting from the ground

Monster 1: Help the Hero Hunter!

Other monsters: Understood.

35: Garou: What’s happening?!

Sunflower: Iiiiit’s the Monster Association.

Garou, we’ve come here to meet you. Looks like you’re in a pinch, aren’t you? Let us lend you a hand.

36: Sunflower: My superiors are well aware of your achievements, and I’ve come to extend you an invitation on their behalf. Sounds great, doesn’t it?

Garou: You guys again? Don’t need you. Fuck off.

Sunflower: Well now well now, you can’t say that… I’m here under orders after all, you know.

sounds of monsters crying out in pain

37: sound of viscera hitting the ground

Sunflower: You’re kiddi-

38: sound of Genos skidding to a stop

Genos: Hero Hunter... So you are affiliated with the Monster Association after all.

I may have lost yesterday, but it was also a good learning opportunity. Now that I know that there’s more of them than we imagined, there’s no need for me to hold back.

39: Genos: Also, I’m a lot stronger than I was yesterday.

sword retracts

Genos: No matter when or what kind of threats show up, I’m more than ready to meet them.

40: Genos: Saitama-sensei said that in order for me to be a truly strong hero, I need to harden my spirit. Now I think that I’m starting to understand what he meant just a little bit.

I will not allow this surprise attack to continue.

Garou: Saitama-sensei?

Genos: He’s a hero for whom no monster is a match.

41: Genos: Incinerate.

KICK

42: Bang lands

Genos: Bang…

43: Bang: Genos. Would you mind leaving this to us?

44: Bomb: WHIRLWIND IRON CUTTING FIST

45/46: single sound of pain from the monster as he’s killed

47: Bomb: Bang, leave the ones that crawled out of their little hole to me. You take care of Garou!

48: Bang: Thanks, bro. Now…

It’s been a while, hasn’t it, Garou?

49: Garou: That voice…

sound effect of a figure that he’s not able to see clearly

Garou: Has that fucker of an old man come for me?

50: Bang: By the position you’re in, you’re but an insect.

Allow me to end you.

sound of Garou struggling to get up, and forcing his broken hands into the shapes that he wants

51/52: stances taken

53/54: Garou: GAAA

Bang: WATER STREAM ROCK SMASHING FIST

55: sounds of consecutive (not normal) punches