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[luffyvace]

Aizawa crush headcanons

”aizawa crush headcanons, but like make him realize he’s in love with you at the end, so that like, he can do something about it or he can’t ignore it”

asked by a good friend of mine irl. she didn’t mention gender so i’m going with afab since i haven’t written for that yet ♡

(ps i’m not going to mention what type of person he would like unless you req that i want to keep this as neutral as possible)

aizawa having a crush on you means finding cats to take care of together

it means warm, comfortable, solidarity silence

he would still be himself around you for sure, he would want you to like him for who he is

changing himself is too much effort. if you don’t like him back he’ll have to move on whether it hurts or not

people still need teaching and saving after all and the world isn’t going to stop just for him

being a realist he’s aware of that

but that doesn’t mean he isn’t going to clean up if you go out somewhere together (prior to dating, first impressions are everything)

he wouldn’t be afraid to tell you like it is if you ask for his opinion,

in his eyes sugarcoating things aren’t going to help you

but he wouldn’t necessarily be as harsh on you as he is on his students or mic

to woo you he wouldn’t really do anything above and beyond

he acknowledges that he likes you but he doesn’t want to waste time if his crush on you doesn’t blossom into something bigger

so instead of going all out he relies on things like little compliments, little favors and quality time

examples;

”you don’t look half bad today l/n”

”not too shabby, i guess” *combs hand through hair* (yeah that’s another thing, he’ll do little gestures to sway you but we’ll dabble into that more later)

”you smell fresh, that’s a nice aroma”

for little favors……

you: “ahh crap i left my keys in my car”

him: *magically knows a way to open locked out cars* you: *clearly having a rough day* him: *opens a window for you to vent* you: “awww man the last of ____ is sold out!”

him: “hmm..well, i’ll keep an eye out for when it’s back in stock” *the very next day* “oh yeah turns out i already had one i just forgot, here you can have it”

im not lying he actually did have one and forgot

as far as quality time:

inviting each other over for movie nights (he always falls alseep so you get most of the popcorn- 🎉 unless it’s his favorite movie- then he stays up eyes red and all, while sucking nothing out of an empty juicy box)

although movie night only happens when your closer friends though- he keeps his friend circle small because anyone could betray him and he doesn’t like people (he doesn’t hate them either he just stays to himself)

quality time for him can also be texting and checking up on each other

it doesn’t always have to be physical for him to feel appreciated

if YOU want to sway HIM though

get him a cat

self explanatory

but you can also listen to him when he talks, shoulder massages (only when your real close tho), give it to him straight.. definitely don’t be phony…and yeah!

pretty much be yourself

if he doesn’t fall for you himself there’s no way to convince him to

and if he falls for you it’s not for any facade you put on

its for your real true self

your personality.

he accepts your flaws and who you are but he will talk to you about bettering yourself a few times if they’re really bad and habitual (which he’s perfect if you have low self esteem because he’ll help you realize you might be overthinking and underestimating yourself, bringing you back to reality like the realist he is)

he’s not necessarily judgmental though

i feel like the part of him that’s not afraid to tell it like it is, is being misunderstood as him being judgmental

anyway that’s for when he has a crush on you

now its time for love

😍

okay so what (for), when, where and why right?

(“what about who? 🤓☝️“ YOU, FOOL!)

so what (for):

i dabbled in this okay? he loves your personality

for your flaws, your strengths, your weaknesses, your IQ (high or low), your fears

he loves everything about you

when?:

probably when you guys are pretty close

not him and mic close

but y’all have been friends for some time now

i say a couple of months

he doesn’t fall fast

maybe first though, if you an oblivious typa person

where (does he realize);

he was probably sitting on his couch after dinner, waiting for his shower to get hot, snug as a bug in his sleeping bag, drinkin a juicy box.

see the vision?

okay

so he was thinkin n thinkin n thinkin…

about you.

wait.

about you

why was he thinking so much about you.

omg wait..

he just remembered..

your beautiful smile (don’t care if it’s crooked, missing teeth, over/underbite- it’s GOREGEOUS)

your beautiful hair

your beautiful eyes

your personality

he realized he was thinking about you so much because…

he loves you

sits there head empty for a hot minute…

then falls asleep..

(rip water bill- shower still running)

why?:

wym why he fell in love? your YOU!!

your amazing even if he doesn’t say it all the time

or even if you don’t think it

even if no else thinks it!

someone does!

him!

he’s not the type of person to romanticize the person he loves

but he does accept you!

but as i said he loves you most for personality!

purely, truly—you

now let’s dabble back into the little gestures he’ll do to sway you once he realizes he loves you

for one like i said he’ll comb his hair in his fingers

and if he sees you find that attractive he’ll do it a little more around you

now keep in mind

your special

he doesn’t go around doing things like that for just anyone

no matter how small the change if it’s not beneficial he won’t do it

but this is beneficial

because he’s trying to court you ;)

he loves you, and he wants you to love him back now :)

but anyways

back on topic

he’ll also shrink his personal bubble around you

so now you can;

stand a little closer than normal

brush your fingers together

have your arms side by side

touch knees together when sitting

lay your head in his lap during movie night and he won’t say anything

(he wouldn’t pet your head but he’s not going to move you either)

rest your head on his shoulder as he does stuff/work (usually in private like when he’s planning his lessons on weekends)

speaking of that you can now come over unannounced and he’ll be glad to see you, ask you about your day, etc

back on topic to gestures he does,

his favors can get more personal,

like if you need to run errands but aren’t feeling well he’ll go shopping for you

(although i will say he doesn’t like shopping and has no idea what brands of products you normally buy he’ll do it to help you out)

he’ll also feel comfortable putting his arm on your shoulder (not around, on)

the gestures aren’t a lot because he isn’t the most cuddly guy (in my realistic headcanons)

but they mean something to you

AN: i tried to write canon aizawa more than fanon because it’s better that way to me but if anyone wants a little more cuddly/fanon aizawa i’d be happy to give it to them

i’m really happy with the way this turned out so i hope everyone can enjoy as well

ps: if you want specifically how he asks you out id love to do that (i might do it anyways 😋)

[heartsforkento]

MHA dr details?? if you want to , that is. I remember back in 2020-2021 my quirk was being able to shoot things for my tits 💀💀

it was dope, ngl.

yess i'd be more than happy to talk about this 😭 i haven't shifted there not yet but i remember when i first found shifting, it was my main DR loll

and your quirk made me laugh 😭😭 i remember having some quirk which was so complicated that i forgot every detail lol

yess so my DR

i actually have two: my UA student dr and my villain dr

so first my student dr:

my name is xinyue as and i'm indo-chinese. i remember scripting out the invisible girl from 1A and putting myself in (right after the festival)

and i have two twin(?) brothers we're triplets so i have two triplet brothers i guess?, and those two were put in 1B

my parents are models (i got my facecard from them hehehehe) and bakugo's parents are fashion designers so they kinda meet and we kinda meet and we fight and i kick him to the stars 😁

i don't really have an s/o here i just kinda have fun

i'd say i'm in the bakusquad prolly + i'm friends with monoma (yes the weird ahh kid from 1B) because of my twin brothers

i'm cool and chill with the whole class loll

my quirk is force manipulation as always i can't think of anything else

i have a younger sister and a younger brother there because i have them here (do i give off major older sis energy?)

i'm pretty okay with my school subjects, not the highest but it's not too bad

i scripted i have quick thinking because i always take a solid 5 seconds to process everything

also my parents are rich asf 😍😍 (yacht parties here i come)

my hero outfit is honestly just a jacket and pants i just wanted something comfortable but i know i would change the outfit atleast 5 times every month so 💔

and i would place myself somewhere in the top 5 ik i'm top 5 material

villain dr:

this might be my main mha dr also has my favourite people 🙏 anywayyy i join the LOV (league of villains) some time after toga and dabi join and my quirk is the same + i can heal

i'm 20 when i join them and for reference, i think toga is 16, dabi is 23? and shigaraki is 20 as well

i don't have any um sad backstories or wtv i just decide to become a villain just because (i'm letting the universe decide that)

i mostly cook and take care of the others. i'm also trained in espionage (spying) so i'll use that to help the league

my s/o is shigaraki hehe (i can fix him lmao 🤭 i'm jk i'm jk)

i'm cool with everyone and they all like me ofc

oh and all my drs almost never follows the storyline because i don't want anyone to die or whatever

i haven't shifted to mha yet i probably should yeah heh

this is so badly written i'm sorry love i'll make a better version in the future. but thanks for asking thiss

mwahh take care

[undressmewithyoureyes]

Let There Be Light - Twenty Six

               “Dad?”

               Ghost and Laswell jerked their heads towards you when the three letters came out of you. Price looked at you with confusion and Gaz was by the door ready to take down the man you called ‘dad’.

               You shook her head back and forth rapidly, not believing the sight in front of you. Soap still held onto you to support you – not wanting to let you go and you injure yourself.

               “I-its not possi-possible,” you breathe out. Your chest heaving up and down real fast and your head becoming light.

               The man named ‘dad’ stood at the door and in a split second, Ghost and Gaz had their pistols out and pointing them at the man’s head.

               The man at the door remained calm, “Harley, please let me explain”. You continued to shake your head back and forth but now the shaking was becoming more violent, and you brought your hands up to your head. Soap pulled you to him and wrapped you in his arms.

               “It was all a set up dear,” the man said shakily. You lift your head out of Soaps chest and look at the man at the front door. You remove yourself from Soaps arms and slowly walk over to the entrance of the house. Slowly, the man holds his arms wide as if he is waiting for you to give him a hug. The closer you got to the man, the clearer your vision became and all the features your dad had, he had.

               “It doesn’t make any sense. I watched them shoot you in the head,” you say a few feet away from him.

               “Harley,” Ghost says through gritted teeth, “Do you really think this is your dad? If not, I’ll drop him right here.”

               You hold a hand up to him – telling him to wait. You cautiously stand in front of the man and look him in his eyes. He goes to open his mouth and you instantly grab a knife out of Ghosts pocket from his pants and slit his throat – blood spraying over your face and splattering on the floor. The man’s hands immediately flew up to the slit in his throat as he fell to his knees. You draw the knife back once more and stab him in the neck. Your force pushing him over on his side.

               “Reaper what the fuck?!” you hear Gaz yell at you. Some blood splattered onto him and the pool of blood pouring out of the man’s neck was slowly leaking towards him and Price. Everything had happened so fast that nobody had time to process it until after the fact.

               “That wasn’t my dad,” you say coldly. “And if for some chance it was him, it wasn’t. We need to move. I’m sure he was sent by Michael’s men and I’m sure there are more coming.”

               You hand Ghost back is knife and he grabs you by your shoulders and pulls you into his chest. “You okay?” he asks you in a low whisper by your ear. You nod your head and wrap your arms tightly around him. Just being in his arms made you feel safe, but when he held you tight, it made all your problems go away.

               The deafening silence was soon replaced with two large trucks making their way fast down the driveway.

               “Those your people?” you ask Price as you pull away from Ghost. Price looks over to you, “Let’s hope so.”

               “If not, I’m sure you can handle them Reaper,” Soap says as he walks towards you and giving you a slight punch in the shoulder.

               The trucks came to a halt in front of the house. Dirt eloping around them catching up from their fast travels. The driver door opens on the first truck and a man stands up, turns, and faces the house – still in the truck.

               “Aye cabrone!”

               You slowly looked around confused while Gaz, Soap and Price walked out with smiles on their faces.

               “Alejandro! How you been amigo?” Soap yells as he jogs off the porch and approaches Alejandro.

               “Si amigo. Cant say the same for you my friend,” Alejandro says grinning and eyeing Soap up and down.

               “Ahh Alejandro…The ladies love me,” Soap jokes back with him as he put his hand over his heart.

               Laswell joins the rest of the guys out there, leaving you and Ghost in the house. “Who’s Alejandro?” you ask him.

               “An old friend that helped us take down a target several years ago.” He sees the look on your face. “He can be trusted.” That was all you needed. If Ghost trusts him, then you should too.

               Ghost gives you a small kiss on your forehead through his mask and walks towards the front door. You turn and follow him.

               “Ghost, my friend! How are you?!” Alejandro cheers.

               “Good mate, and you?” Ghost perked back.

               “Cant complain. Cant complain.” Alejandro pauses and then looks at Ghost with a grin. “Aye, I heard you finally got yourself a little lady friend, eh?”

               Ghost turns around and ushers his hand out to you. You take it and he gently pulls you to his side. “Alejandro, this is Reaper. Reaper, this is Alejandro.”

               You reach your hand out to him to shake his hand. “How did you pull this Ghost?” Alejandro taunts as he takes your hand and places a soft kiss at the top of it.

               “Solo estoy aqui para hacerlo lucir bien” [I’m just here to make him look good], you retort back. Alejandros face lit up and Ghost jerked his head back in shock.

               “La bella dama habla Espanol” [The pretty lady speaks Spanish], Alejandro exclaimed.

               You snort as you take your hand back, “I was stationed in Mexico for about half a year and didn’t have a choice but to learn.”

               “Aye, I’m glad someone else does. Now I have someone to talk shit to about these locos.” Alejandro grins wide at you before turning and greeting with Laswell, Gaz and Soap.

               “I didn’t know you knew Spanish,” Ghost says to you.

               You turn to look at him, “I’m fluent in 6 other ones too. Makes it easier to interrogate people whenever they ‘don’t speak English’” you say as you air quote ‘don’t speak English’.

               Ghost wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you to him, “You seem to amaze me more and more every day.”

               “Pft, whatever,” you reply as you roll your eyes.

               “You two lovebirds going to stay here or you loading up and getting the hell out?!” Gaz yells from the tailgate of the second truck.

               “Might do a bit of both Garrick,” Ghost yells back. His deep voice rumbling his chest. Gaz holds up his middle finger to you both and grins.

               After several minutes, all the bags are loaded into the truck bed, and everyone gets in between the two trucks, and you make your way to wherever Price has set up. The ride to the new base was long, but everyone was on edge the entire time – looking for snipers or some of Michaels men. The man who proclaimed to be your father, you just left there inside the house. Price mentioned that he knew people that would come in and clean up the mess, but you knew you couldn’t go back until this mission had been handled fully.

               You dozed off on the way to the base, resting your head on Ghosts shoulder. He lifted his arm so you could lay your head on his lap and get comfier while he watched out the window and looking over you for safety. Again, you felt safe. Ghost rested his arm on your side and the weight of his arm lulled you back to sleep.

               ---------

               The truck coming to a stop woke you up. Light pierced through the windows of the truck, hurting your eyes. You felt Ghost shift in the seat, and you slowly lifted your head from his lap. He opens the door to the truck and climbs out, while you follow – stumbling behind him. Your legs felt like static from being in the same cramped position for a long time.

               “Where are we?” you ask out loud.

               “Senorita, welcome to Los Vaqueros. My base here in Mexico,” Alejandro replied.

               The morning was warm and humid as you stretched your legs following Ghost to the back of the truck to get your bags. “I got these love,” Ghost told you with both arms carrying yours and his bags. You didn’t dare protest back, knowing it would be pointless.

               You turn to face Alejandro, “Where are we staying?”.

               “Ah, this way senorita,” he tells you with a grin. Ghost lets out a grunt as he shifts and grips the bags more securely. “You sure you don’t want me to help you with those?” you ask.

               “Walk woman,” he cuts back at you. You give a toothy grin and roll your eyes following Alejandro.

               “My casa is your casa. [My house is your house],” he tells you both as you walk into the base. “I’m assuming you two will want to sleep together.”

               Before you could answer, Ghost beat you to it, “Yes.” His tone serious.

               “Say no more amigo.” You couldn’t see Alejandro, but you could tell he was smiling. He brought you to a door at the end of the long hallway. A door that was secluded by itself and away from the rest of the doors and rooms down the hall.

               Before opening the door, he turns around to the both of you, “One thing I know about Ghost, he likes his privacy. I’m giving you the best room here,” he pauses. “Now, it may be a little dusty, but it will do.” He turns back around and unlocks the door – opening it.

               He flicks the light switch, and the luminous light filled the room. It was a nice size room – bigger than a traditional bedroom in any base you had ever been to. Simple and not too cluttered. A queen bed sat to the right when you walked in with two nightstands on either side. A TV parallel to the bed on the left when you walked in and a dresser underneath the TV.

               There was a door to the right of the TV and dresser and Alejandro walked over to it. “Not only do you two get an exclusive bedroom, but you also get a private bathroom too.” He opened the door and turned the light on in there. The bathroom was your average bathroom. Double sinks, a stand-up shower and a toilet. Simple.

               “The closet is beside the shower,” Alejandro told you and Ghost. You walk past Alejandro and into the bathroom getting a look around. No, it wasn’t as nice as the one back home, but it would definitely do. You walked past the double sinks and shower and walked into the rectangle opening in the wall. It was a nice size walk in closet, and you liked the fact that it was also a part of the bathroom so when you go out of the shower, you could just step right into the closet and get ready.

               “Thank you, Alejandro. Really and truly,” Ghost says as he reaches his hand out towards him to shake his hand.

               “Anytime amigo. I know you would do it for us,” he replies as he hands Ghost the key to the bedroom.

               “Of course,” Ghost replies.

               Alejandro takes a few steps away from Ghost, “Ill leave you two to unpack and settle in. Dinner will be around 1900.”

               Ghost gives a nod while you give Alejandro a warm smile. He walks out the bedroom, shutting the door. Ghost walks over to you and wraps his arm around your tiny body. “Welcome to our new home baby,” he says as he holds you tightly in his arms.

[spacecadet-ticklesinspace]

Peteybear

Summary: MJ and Gwen get some quality Peter 1 time ❤️

"Come here Peteybear!"

"We need to snuggle you!"

Peter 1 giggled. "No! Yohou wahant toho ticklehel mehe!"

Gwen wiggled her fingers toward Peter 1 as he scooted back across the couch. "Come cuddle with us Petey."

MJ copied the blond's movements. "We have to love you."

The youngest Peter curled into the corner of the couch. "Whyhy mehe!"

As the two grinning girls made their way to Peter 1, the youngest didn't try to escape. He could if he wanted to. One quick jump up and he'd be in a spot where they couldn't reach him.

Instead, he sunk lower into the couch as his arms wrapped around his upper torso.

"Ihi think someone's ahanxious for his tickles," Gwen cooed as she reached forward. "Aren't you Petey?"

Instead of responding, the youngest Peter let himself be pulled into Gwen's lap.

MJ cooed. "Look at how tiny he is!"

"He fits perfectly in my lap," Gwen added.

"Hey! So does Peter 3!"

The smaller blond smirked. "My behemoth of a boyfriend has to bend in half in order to fit. Your just naturally lap sized."

This comment made the youngest Peter pout.

"Awww." MJ wiggled a finger under One's chin. "Just look at that face."

In response Peter 1 giggled and tutled into his shoulders.

"My Peter was right." Gwen's fingers started skittering across his neck. "You really ahare adorahable."

"Isn't he?" MJ's fingers joined Gwen on the neck tickles. "Ihi always forget hehe's seventeen."

A dark blush spread across One's face. "Ihill behe eheighteheen sohoon!"

Gwen's fingers moved to his ear. "Mohonths or years?"

"Ah! Hehey!"

Meanwhile, MJ playfully shoved Gwen's shoulder. "Come on now, don't pick on him too much."

Gwen booped One's nose before pausing her tickles. "With a face like that? I can't help it."

The blush on One's face spread to his ears.

"You have a point there Gwen." MJ leaned forward. "I have to smother it in kisses."

A small squeak slipped through Peter 1's mouth as his face was suddenly attacked. "Ahh! Eeehehe!"

"Come help me Gwen!"

"I'm on it!"

"Oho noHOO! EEEE!"

Now both sides of One's face and his ears were covered in kisses. He knew he could pull away at any moment; he had the spider strength to do so.

But did he want to?

After a final kiss from each of them, both girls pulled away. One looked up at them as his giggles calmed.

MJ's eyes widened as she placed a hand over her mouth.

"Whahat's wrohong?" One asked.

Instead of responding, both girls broke down laughing.

"Whahat? Whahat ihis ihit?"

Gwen finally calmed enough to respond. "Yohou juhust lohook eheven mohore ahadorablehel nohow."

The youngest groaned playfully. "Hohow ihis that possihible?"

MJ smoothed his curls. "Ihit juhust ihis."

"Look at those springy curls," Gwen added as she reached forward to play with One's hair.

"I knohow! Aha woman would kihill for cuhurls lihike these."

One turtled into his shoulders as more giggles poured out of his mouth. Their nails kept grazing his scalp.

MJ gasped. "You ahare ticklish frohom yohour head to your tohoes!"

"Nohow that's unbelievably preciohous," Gwen replied.

"Noho Ihits nohot!"

"Is too Peteybear." MJ shifted a little. "Buhut your head ahand face have gotten soho much attention, I thihink the rest of you is jealous."

One squeaked.

Gwen placed a hand on his tummy. "Dibs on the belly!"

Meanwhile, MJ settled on the couch and brought One's feet into her lap. "I wanna see these toesies!"

"Whyhy?"

"Because they're so cute!" Both girls exclaimed at the exact same time. "Jinx!"

One giggled. "Yohou guhuys ahare sillyhy."

Gwen's fingers started to move. "And these silly tickle monsters are going to tickle you toho pieces!"

Another squeak from the youngest. "Cohome ohon nohow. . ."

MJ poked his foot. "You can tell us to stop at anytime. You just chohoose nohot too."

The blush on One's face spread to his neck.

"He looks like a strawberry!" MJ exclaimed.

Gwen winked at her friend. "Aha vehery loved strawberry."

The red head of the group giggled back. "Aha vehery loved strawberry indeheed."

Peter 1 groaned and hid his face in his hands.

He heard one of his attackers coo as those manicured nails came in contact with his foot. "Wehere'd myhy Peteybear go?"

The youngest stayed stubbornly hidden even as his giggles picked up.

Another set of manicured nails skittered across his tummy. "Hmm, maybe he's hidihing up here."

One wanted to pull his hands down so badly, but he stubbornly held them in place.

"Doesn't look lihike it." Two fingers wiggled his big toe. "Maybe the behear family knows."

"I thought it was pigs."

"I like to refer to them as the bear family. My Peheter loves it ahand yohou can tell."

"Aww, that's so cute!"

"Thank you." The fingers wiggled his big toe again. "Nohow, thihis teddy went to market."

The blush on One's face rivaled his spider suit.

"This teddy lived ohon his ohown."

Peter 1 fought the urge to curl into a ball.

"This teddy's in search of honey."

One turtled into his shoulders.

"This teddy's fine with none."

The youngest tensed as his smallest toe was attacked. "Ahand thihis little piggy went . . ."

Peter 1 squeaked.

MJ's fingers moved to skitter across One's foot. "Skip! Skip! Skip! All the way home!"

One pulled his hands part of the way down. "Eeeep! Naha!"

"Almost there?" Gwen added in her nails to the mix. "Myhy yohoure stubborn."

A squeal slipped out before One could stop it.

"That was the cutest sound out of you yet!" MJ teased.

"Shuhush!"

"Oh?" One nail wiggled into his belly button. "What dohoes thihis button do?"

Peter 1 squealed loudly as he shot his hands down to grab Gwen's wrist. "NOHOT THERE!"

The blond of the group chuckled as she removed her hand. "Aha squeheal swihitch? How fittihing."

"Sh-shuhush ihi-*hic*!"

Both of the women squealed in delight at the noise. As adorable as it was, both of them knew they needed to bring the tickles to a close.

MJ snagged her phone and held it up to take a selfie. "Smile."

After taking the photo, she turned her phone around for the other two to see. One's eyes widened when he saw his face in the photo.

Both MJ and Gwen laughed as Peter 1 wiped his face. All along his finger tips were the remains of lipstick.

"Whahat?"

"Wehe tohold yohou PeteyBear, yohoure aha vehery lohoved strawbeherryhy," MJ cooed.

Gwen ruffled his hair. "In are defehense, wehe forgohot we had ihit ohon."

Peter 1 groaned and hid his face in his hands. "Nohow ihits ohon me-*hic*!"

MJ stood. "Ihi have wet wipes ihin my purse, hohold ohon."

"Aww, leave it ohon, hehe looks so cute!" Gwen teased.

"No!"

MJ playfully pushed Gwen's shoulder again. "Leave him behe."

"Fihine," the blond teasily replied.

The older woman chuckled as she plucked a wipe from her pack. She then began to clean One's face with the wipe.

The youngest Peter squirmed. "Ihi can do---."

"I know Peteybear, but I've got a better look at your face." MJ continued her cleaning. "Besihides, we mahade the mehess."

After a bit more squirming and cleaning, One relaxed into Gwen's hold with the biggest sleepy grin on his face.

Gwen cooed. "Someone's sleepy."

MJ helped to shift One to her side then wrapped him a blanket. "Naptime Petey."

Peter 1's eyes were already starting to close. "Mmmnot sleepy."

While MJ stroked his hair, Gwen snuggled into One's other side. "Good night baby Peter."

"Night." Peter 1 yawned. "Love you."

"Love you too Peter," Gwen replied.

MJ gently squeezed the youngest. "You'll always be our Peteybear."

And he would forever and always.

[blujayonthewing]

WELL SINCE YOU ASKED! :D what's the best way to get to know your d&d OCs?? do you have a collection of info about some of your favorites somewhere? a series of memes? writing pieces? I'd love to have a good starting point to get to know them!

AHH HI HEY HELLO FIRST OF ALL I LOVE YOU FOR ASKING!! I wish I had a good, like-- something succinct to answer with, lmao. I have an OC About Page on my art blog, but it needs updating and isn't accessible on mobile :') I've been meaning to do pinned posts and/or make a carrd or something to intro all my OCs, I just need to get around to it... and like, since all I ever draw or talk about is my OCs I've been meaning to make it a point to prioritize it haha, so, I think that'll be my immediate post holidays project 🤔

as it currently stands, I tag everything related to my OCs both on main and on blujaydoodles with that OC's name, including answered asks and memes and stuff. I also keep up running '[oc name] insp' tags for everyone on main but idk if those would be of interest to anyone but me lmao, they're mostly like, vibes and shitposts and/or aesthetics that remind me of that OC in some way

for now, aside from that about page, I can at least link to their tags (on here, cause I reblog everything from the art blog anyway) :3

Elyss is my water genasi ranger! she's spent half of her life feeling isolated from and unwanted by other people and the other half of her life living alone in the woods, and has spent the entire campaign being surveilled and influenced and betrayed by forces outside her control absolutely constantly, so she has a lot of Issues around love and trust and belonging and control, and a lot of trauma that her campaign's circumstances just keep compounding :') also she's a kill machine, and also she's my longest-running dnd character and still my favorite, my beloved girl

Idri is my forest gnome rogue! she's an arcane trickster whose dad wanted her to go to Wizard College but who opted to join the circus instead because studying tomes all day sounded boring, and when her mentor at the circus died she quit to join an adventuring guild looking for fame and excitement (and to just kinda opt out of processing her grief entirely oops lol no thanks bye) Her campaign is dead in the water so I don't talk about her as much anymore but she's still my lil sunbeam and I lov her ;n;

Juniper is my human druid! She comes from a long line of druids; specifically her family are traditionally the village Wise Woman, but she ran away from home to apprentice with cartographers instead because she's a big nerd (and struggles with suffering and mortality and doesn't think she'd make a very good full time village healer at all tbh) In her campaign she's the only one without, like, Severe Backstory Trauma and she's a mom friend with a martyr complex trying to solve everyone's problems while being wildly out of her depth to relate to anybody else, so she's anxious all the time :'). Also she's FINALLY dating the monk after like two real life years of obliviously mutual pining <3

Aubree is my halfling fighter! She's a lil bit of a roughneck, but fiercely good-hearted; blunt, loud, picks fights she knows she can't win if it's worth making a stand on principle for what's right. She also has a boar called Truffles, whom she found and adopted as an abandoned runt and now rides (and dotes on, that's her best friend). She also died three sessions into her campaign, but she got better, so the story around all of that is, you know, The Whole Thing this campaign is about and oh man it's been A Lot

Melliwyk is my gnome wizard/ artificer! At the beginning of her campaign, the art of creating magic items was eons-lost in her world, so, her whole thing was trying to rediscover or reinvent that process. Now her campaign is mostly about unraveling ancient mysteries (good! her whole jam!!) and uncovering deeply evil and complex conspiracies (wuh oh, not so good!). Her whole thing is she wants to learn EVERYTHING and try EVERYTHING and her originally intended vibe is 'low wis chaotic mad scientist who is blithely unconcerned with risks or consequences', which, she's had a lot of character growth and gained a lot of depth but that's still the heart of her as a concept. Also she has Magical Narcolepsy as the result of a failed experiment, so she spends a lot of time collapsing into an ungainly heap or being carried around in someone else's backpack

Nyssa is my satyr warlock! She's one of my older dnd OCs but there's not as much to say about her because I've never been able to play her regularly :') She's a sweet, gentle creature from a small and closeknit hedonist utopian satyr flock in the woods, so when I have played her it's been a lot of playing with the dissonance in 'gentle pacifist whose warlock magic is mostly aggressive' and 'a satyr trying to navigate Society, with like, clothes and money and (as far as she can tell) no sex for some reason??'

Felix is my NEW BOY that I fixated on instantly despite only getting to play him like. three times. and his campaign probably being dead before it started :') he's a forest gnome inquisitive rogue who loves Finding Stuff Out; he spends most of his time people watching and eavesdropping and taking it upon himself to investigate mysteries just out of curiosity. he also loves small animals and is friends with, in particular, most rats, cats, and small birds

Quick n dirty rundown of other OCs I talk about significantly less, for various reasons: Kethri, my utter sweetheart halfling bard who has found herself thrust backwards in time and, to her dismay, into a position of significant social power for reasons that are still unclear; Tsakesh, my khajiit archer who just wanted to explore some dwemer ruins and examine some weird devices but ended up wrapped up in some daedric end of the world bullshittery; Ambrose, my half-elf bard who is a poet, linguist, and ancient historian studying the ruins of a lost people who all mysteriously vanished at once; and honorable mention to Indigo, my gnome circle of stars druid pirate who's only a one shot character but whom I keep drawing and thinkin about anyway because they're cool 😌

[hoardofhyperfixations]

Hey! Just caught up on "Something Soft and Soaked in Pain" and it was super good! I spent a good portion of the fic either giggling or making little sympathetic noises! It's hard to get Shigaraki correctly, especially if you're doing hurt/comfort, so I applaud you! I felt he was sympathetic while remaining in character the whole way through, and your young LoV (including Mustard! We love Mustard!) is very sweet and charming.

I only just realized that the title is from the Twenty-One Pilots song! I had been humming the line the entire way through and only just looked it up to see why I knew it! Great choice too! All in all, excellent fic, ten out of ten!

Ahh thank you so so much! I'm glad you're enjoying it, it's my pridd and joy. A friend of mine mentioned to me before that The Judge felt like a very Tomura song and that just kinda stuck with me. Feel free to send more asks or leave comments, it's really appreciated!

[bakatenshii]

hewwo babs sorry I’ve disappeared off the face for a few weeks, I’m back home home in PST now, so I’ll be slooOoowly crawling back to writing & vibing on this hellsite!! i miss u all so much n thank u for being so patient with me and letting me scream and run for the past while (〃￣ω￣〃ゞ

[mis-calculated]

Any of my friends that let me infodump at them for an hour literally deserve the world

[dabihaul666]

:discord emoji of chisaki smiling: finally able 2 think about chi for a while even if it was sad n i eent back 2 sleep n i feel much better.....

[plussizeficchick]

So Katsuki and chubby reader y/n have a great relationship. They rarely argue they really are best friends . One night they get into a fight and y/n doesn’t know how to handle it besides giving him the silent treatment. Katsuki’s being petty and doesn’t want to cave in to his chubby baby and say sorry . So the next day

Y/n is going out with friends to relieve stress she dressed A little to sexy for katsuki liking but he still doesn’t say anything when he peeps the outfit .But he does follow her. To his surprise she ends up at a male strip club with the girls and what does katsuki do? he goes in and creeps on his baby further . He is actually close enough to hear their conversation. he begins to lose his shit when they encourage her to get a private dance from the current male stripper on stage making googly eyes at her. Mina leaves and come back and tells her “I booked it your in the gold room “

Y/n is nervous and didn’t wanna go . She honestly wanted to be at home with katsuki but Mina practically pushes her in the room . She was sitting for a few mins when the lights went dark and music started suddenly a familiar figure appears from side curtain onto the small dancing area .

Dressed in a little male stripper outfit Katsuki turns to his girlfriend with a smirk 😏 he puts on a show then teaches her a lesson for being a brat and ignoring him and coming to a strip club . Make it nasty babes 😘😘😘

🤣🤣🤣

The "L" Word│Bakugo x Chubby Reader

Warnings│smut(oral fem!receiving, breeding), angst to fluff: the miscommunication trope)

Katsuki would rather die than to admit this; but you were his best friend.

You were there for him during his awkward transition from middle school to high school, as well as being a source of support during his traumatic memories after being captured by the LOV. You even cheered him on when he first debuted as a hero, throwing a small get-together at your shared apartment between your closest friends on their first successful day as heroes.

He loved you, he truly did. More than a best friend should. But he knows he’s abrasive, hard to love at times, so while he aches to have a deeper connection with you, he’s willing to sacrifice his happiness if it means you’re in his life.

You, on the other hand, were spiraling.

There had been rumors that Dynamite was spending lots of his free time with some “mystery girl” and you were not only shocked, but hurt by the news. You loved Katsuki and while you have long accepted the fact that he might never be into you, it hurt that your friend was supposedly in some secret relationship and didn’t tell you.

You were on the phone with Mina one day, ranting about the whole thing when she cut you off. “Not to be rude or anything (Y/NN), but are you sure you see him as just a friend?” She asked, coating her nail in a fresh coat of polish. “What do you mean?” You ask, brows furrowed in confusion. “I don’t know just, from the way you’re talking, you seem jealous?” She says, blowing air on the wet nail. “I- I’m not-” “Now that I think about it, if a girl so much as looks at Bakugo, you get quiet.” She says, the gears in her brain visibly turning. “That’s not true!” You exclaim, realizing that she’s probably right in her deduction. “It’s not? So you wouldn’t care if he’s seeing someone?” She asks, smirk present on her face. She knows she’s got you backed into a corner, she just wants you to own up to your feelings. “I didn’t say that.” You mutter, annoyed that she’s right about the situation. “Ahh! So you do like him! Omg, you totally have to make a move on him.” She rants, going into detail about how cute you and Katsuki would look together. You chuckle at her enthusiasm before cutting her off. “Yeah, that’s nice and all but let’s be real, he doesn’t like me like that.” You chuckle sadly. As you sing his praises, you fail to notice him standing by your room door. He clenches his fists before walking away, heart caught in his throat.

Since that day, you’d noticed that Katsuki began acting cold toward you. Never staying in the same room for five minutes with you before leaving with some half-assed excuse. Being too busy for your chill nights where you both watch some awful movie while sharing a bowl of popcorn on the couch. He didn’t even hug you anymore, anytime you’d go for one he’d dodge your arms before walking away. You respected his boundaries, but you wouldn’t lie and say that it didn’t hurt.

Everything came to a head when you decided to confront him on his actions. He was being weird and you were going to get to the bottom of it.

You knock on his room door, the usual “go away” sounding through the door. You roll your eyes before trying the knob, pushing the door open when you realized it was unlocked. Bakugo picks his head up to look at you, scowl present on his face. “What the fuck are you doing-” “What the fuck are you doing? Why are you being mean to me?” You ask, crossing your arms over your chest. He furrows his brows before standing in front of you, mimicking your stance. “Mean to you? This is how I always am, the fuck are you on about?” He grumbles. You roll your eyes, sighing. “The way you’re acting! We don’t do the fun stuff we used to do together anymore. It’s like you don’t like being around me anymore.” You mutter. “Maybe cause I just don’t wanna hang out with you anymore, huh? You ever think of that? Why don’t you go bother your little boyfriend to hang out with you?” He says, turning away from you. “Boyfriend? What are you talking about, Kat?” He visibly shudders at the name before flopping back onto his bed, picking up the manga he was reading before you stormed in. “I heard you and Pinky on the phone the other day, talking about some guy. Just go bother him.” He says, flipping the page over. You narrow your eyes and huff, turning to leave the room. “Maybe I will.”

Since then, you’d actively avoid Bakugo, staying in your room when you knew he was out of his. Ignoring him when your friends came over. They’d noticed the change in dynamic, but felt that it wasn’t their place to say anything.

--

The entire ordeal with Bakugo had you stressed, so, in a spur of the moment decision, you decided to take Mina up on her offer to go to a club.

You took extra care of yourself, soaking in a warm, lavender scented bath, shaving, putting on your favorite scented lotion and doing your full skincare routine. You exited the bathroom in just your towel, slipping into your bedroom, failing to notice Katsuki standing in the hallway.

He scoffs, rolling his eyes before walking into his room. Since when did you go out late at night?

The question bounces around his head for the next hour before the sound of the doorbell ringing snaps him out of his thoughts. He opens his door to answer the bell, only making it as far as the kitchen before you beat him to it and he catches a glance at what you’re wearing. Skin tight black dress that just barely covers your ass, which he can tell you’re not wearing panties underneath. It hugs your soft rolls, accentuating them to the point where he just wants to get on his knees and nibble on them. And is that makeup you’re wearing? Lips so shiny he can almost see his reflection in them. Lips so plump he just wants to bite and suck on them. Fuck, how can you simply exist and reduce him to a pile of mush.

The sound of your voice along with others pull him out of his reverie. He pretends he’s getting a drink of water, listening in on your conversation when he sees you slip on a pair of sleek black heels and a black fur coat. He only manages to make out the words “club” and “men” before a sinking feeling settles in his stomach. Are they trying to set you up with someone? Are they going with the intention of you meeting someone? Did you want to meet someone? Katsuki knows he hasn’t been the nicest as of late, but did he really push you into the arms of another?

No.

He wouldn’t let that happen.

He knows you're still upset with him when you give him a half-assed “See you later, don’t wait up” before shutting the door behind you, not even sparing him a glance. He picks up his keys and leaves after you, tailing Mina’s car from a distance.

He follows your group to a building that from the outside, looks like your standard club. Long line, flashing lights, the whole nine. He sees your group walking up to the bouncer, Mina sweet talking him into letting you all cut the line. He goes after you, shoving his pro-hero license in the bouncer’s face when he tries to stop him, telling him he has “urgent business to attend to.”

You were his business alright. And clearly, you needed attending to.

He scopes the area out before his eyes find you again, seeing you toss back three vodka shots back to back before pulling your friends with you on the dance floor, throwing your ass back on whoever was there to catch it.

Originally, Bakugo wanted to blend in to the back, be a watchful eye in case some drunk idiot thought they had a chance with you, but it’s when he sees Mina whisper something in your ear before making her way to one of the male strippers and pointing towards you that he makes the connection.

Oh hell no.

He waits until she makes her way over to you before he heads towards the worker, grabbing him by the red suspenders strapped snugly to his little boy shorts. “You better tell me what Raccoon Eyes said or so help me-”

--

You’re seated in a dimly lit room, a maroon, velvet loveseat to match the color of the room. You can faintly hear the sound of music playing but you’re too distracted by your racing thoughts. What’s Katsuki up to? Does he miss talking to you as much as you miss talking to him? Is he thinking of you the way you do him? Was coming here a good idea?

You’re taken out of your thoughts when you hear the door open. Thinking it's the dancer Mina hired for you, you keep your gaze downwards. “Listen, I know my friend paid for a dance, but I’m kind of not in the mood. You can keep the money though!” You’re sure to emphasize. When you don’t hear a response you look up and the sight has your jaw dropping.

It’s not a stripper. At least, not any that you were expecting.

It’s Bakugo, clad in the tight golden boy shorts the male strippers are supplied with, along with deep red suspenders securely attached to the shorts. And the cherry on top, the matching red bowtie wrapped around his neck. A gift almost.

His torso is covered in a light sheen, baby oil you presume, and the way his body glistens in the soft lighting has your mouth watering.

“I-” You start, thoroughly taken aback at the sight. Bakugo huffs, a deep blush spreading across his neck as he watches you take him in. It’s definitely an ego boost, the way he renders you speechless. “Like what you see?” He smirks, taking his time in making his way over to you. You feel his rough, calloused hand under your chin, pushing it upwards to close your mouth for you as he slots himself between your legs. “Should close your mouth, sweet pea. Unless you want me to give you a reason to keep it open.” He mutters before trailing his thumb along your bottom lip, pulling it downwards to coax your mouth open again. He pushes his thumb in once you grant him access, feeling your tongue swirl around the digit as you suck him into your mouth. “You’d like that wouldn’t you, princess?” He smirks when he hears your soft whine, the words yes, ‘suki being muffled by his thumb.

He pulls his hand away from your mouth before crashing his lips against yours, tongue easily slotting into your mouth, dominating the kiss. He’s everywhere, your mouth, your stomach, your thighs, you feel him, and your pussy throbs at the thought.

“So fuckin’ pretty,” He mutters against your lips, licking along your bottom lip. “So sexy, fuck. See what you do to me, baby?” He asks, taking your hand to feel his erection bulging in his shorts. “F’you. All f’you, baby. Please. Please, let me fuck you, baby.” He practically begs, and you nod, needing to feel him inside you. “Fuck me,” You whimper against his lips. “Please fuck me, ‘Suki. Need you, baby. Please.” You whine, grinding against the thick thigh slotted between your legs. You can feel the muscle in his bare leg and when he flexes it has you grinding against him harder.

“Mhmm, gonna ride my thigh, baby? Gonna get off on just my thigh? Fuckin’ slut.” He groans in your ear, moving to press sloppy kisses along your neck, sucking hickies into the skin. “Do it. Fucking cum for me. Can feel you soaking my leg.” He says between each rough suck into your skin. It’s with those words and a rough pinch to your nipple that has you coming undone, grinding your throbbing clit against his legs as your orgasm washes over you, your moans going straight to Bakugo’s cock. He feels himself throb in his shorts as he moves his mouth back over yours, swallowing your moans.

Your hands are all over, caressing his abs and strong arms, the muscles rippling in his back and Bakugo knows that if he’s not inside you soon he might burst.

He takes off the suspenders and shorts, motioning for you to follow in getting undressed. He’s about to remove the bowtie when you stop him, “What?” He asks, brows furrowed. You look away shyly, before muttering “Could you maybe, keep it on?” He’s confused, but he figures he’s pissed you off already, why not indulge you. He leaves the bowtie on before making his way back over to you, perfectly spread across the loveseat, “You know we don’t have to do this right? I-” “‘Suki, I need you to fuck me. It’s okay, I want this. Want you.” You say, locking your legs around his waist to keep him secure. He nods before kissing you deeply, though it’s different from your earlier kisses. This one is slow, warm and wet. It has your stomach turning in the best way possible. He slowly guides his cock to your entrance, the mushroomed head easing its way into your syrupy entrance, your slick coating his cock to make the glide easier.

Katsuki groans into your mouth when he bottoms out, the warm wetness of your pussy engulfing his cock has him shaking, the way your cunt sucks him in each time he fuck into you turning his brain to mush. It's so good. He swears he’s never felt this way before, almost like his soul is leaving his body each time his heavy balls smack against your ass.

And you’re doing no better, each time the head of his cock hits that special spot inside you, it has you creaming over his cock, a white ring coating his cock at the base, dripping down to his balls. You’re mewling each time one of his rough hands grabs at the fat of your sides, warm mouth engulfing a pert nipple as he sucks on the bud like a newborn baby.

It’s too much, but then again it's not enough. You need more of him, more more more.

He picks up his pace, slamming his cock so hard he’s practically kissing your cervix, sliding a hand in between your legs to rub at your throbbing clit and you’re thrashing, the feeling of your orgasm creeping up on you. “You gonna cum, pretty girl? Can feel you clenching around me, fuck!” He groans, thrusting harder, faster inside you. You whine, nodding your head when suddenly you feel a harsh slap against your clit. You gasp, eyes opening as you look up at Bakugo. “Eyes open, princess. Want you to look at me when you cum. Want you to see who’s making you feel good.” He mumbles into your mouth. You mewl as you tighten around him, you orgasm washing over you unexpectedly. You’re sure to keep your eyes on him though, keeping eye contact with Bakugo and it’s the intensity of his stare that has you gushing all over his cock, soaking him in your juices as you squirt for him. The sight has his cock throbbing and with a few more thrusts he’s filling you up, stuffing his cock so deep inside you you’re sure your womb is coated in him, cum hot and thick as he fills you up. The thought has you clenching around him again and he hisses from oversensitivity. He pulls out after a few minutes, his cock no longer plugging up the rush of cum gushing from your spent cunt. The sight has him groaning and well, he can’t leave you all messy, can he?

While you're still coming down from your orgasm, you fail to notice Bakugo making his way down, leaving trails of kisses in his wake. He spreads your pussy lips before taking a bold lick, the feeling causing you to gasp and jerk away from his hold. “‘Suki! No! ‘m too sensitive.” You mutter, trying to push his head away. Bakugo’s undeterred however, holding onto your plump waist and burying his tongue in your cunt, lapping up your shared juices, your combined flavor dancing on his tongue. He moans into your cunt, the feeling traveling throughout your body. You’re writhing beneath him, hips jerking and you’re unsure if you’re trying to pull away or wanting more. Katsuki seems to know the answer as he begins to suck your clit into his mouth, flicking the bud with his tongue and it’s that which makes you cum for a third time, breath getting caught in your throat as you ride his face, grinding your pussy against his tongue. He’s drinking you up, slurping up everything you have to give him, and it’s then that he realizes he’s been grinding his cock against the couch, his second orgasm washing over him as he eats you out into overstimulation.

He pulls away after a few minutes, you both catching your breaths. He moves to hover over you, pressing a firm kiss to your lips, the taste of you coating your tongue. He pulls away to look you in the eye, almost like he’s searching for something. “I love you.” He says after a few minutes. “I love you.” He repeats, holding you so close you can feel his heart beating in his chest.

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[kaylinlmao]

AHH I LOVED THE ONE U DID WITH MY REQUEST

PT2 TO WHERE THEY FIND US??

Of course! I'm glad that's what you wanted and I'm glad you liked it! Hope you're satisfied with this one to! I'm kinda gonna mix this one with a request by @iceteacat

Hey, can i request poly ghost boys+finney (yandere), where the reader moves away to get away form them. But they found out where they are a year later. The reader is in college somewhere far away from them (like in England). I really want to know what would they do? Also the readers family is gone, bc of the boys.

No rush, you can do this when you are free (i mean you don't have to do it at all)

I'm gonna make these as headcannons but if that's not what you wanted let me know! Thank you both for requesting! Hope you both like it! Love you guys!

Warnings: swearing, violence, yandere shit

So, you moved away and went to a great college all the way in London! You loved it there!

What you didn't know was the boys were tracking you down.

You never realized that they had put trackers in your favorite pair of shoes

Now, you weren't stupid. You were actually very smart! It just didn't accur to you that they would do something so weird and drastic.

You're first week at your college went great! You made a lot of friends and even met a cute kind guy who sat next to you!

But as you walked into your dorm that Friday, exhausted and you still had a lot of homework, you saw your roommate's dead body on her bed. As you ran towards her, you heard the door click and lock.

Uh oh. The boys were furious with you.

They all started yelling at you at once but you only had one question. "How did you find me? I picked the college as far from Denver as possible. How did you find me?".

" We put a tracker in your favorite pair of shoes." Griffin said quietly.

"YOU DID WHAT? I JUST WANTED A CHANCE AT A NORMAL LIFE! WHAT DID I EVER DO TO YOU?!"

" Princesa, we did it for you! We didn't want to lose you! Hermosa, we lov-" but you cut Robin off before he could finish.

"Don't you dare say you love me. Don't give me that bullshit. You killed my roommate and have trackers on my clothes so now I have to get all of those checked! Don't give the bullshit that you love me and you did this all for us and so you didn't lose me."

"Doll-"

"And stop calling me those stupid nicknames! Doll, Dollface, Princesa, Hermosa, sweetheart, hun, baby, darling, love! MY NAME IS Y/N! Now get out!"

"Baby-" Finney tried

"IT'S Y/N FOR THE LOVE OF GOD! GET OUT BEFORE I CALL THE DAMN COPS!"

"Sweetheart, we're sorry." Bruce said

(Let me know in the comments if you cry when you're angry because Y/N does now)

"No! You're not sorry." I said, falling to my knees sobbing.

Robin and Finney rushed over to me while the other boys picked up my roommate's body.

"No! You all need to listen! You drove away my mom and sister by threatening me! They left for my safety! I just talked to them! I have been unnecessarly alone for 7 months because of you guys!"

"Baby, don't say that! We never left you! We stayed with you the whole time!" Finney said

"We're never gonna leave you. Now let's go home sweetheart." Bruce adds

"NO!"

"Princesa" Robin says in a warning.

"It's Y/N!"

"Doll, that's enough"

All of a sudden I saw Billy walking towards me with a syringe.

"I'm sorry, Peach" he said stabbing me with it.

All I saw was black

Hope this is what you were wanting and more @finneysbaseball Sorry for it being so long. And please do me a favor. Go check out @heaartzforcupid. Love y'all! :) -Kaylin

[suguruverse]

— HAIKYUU BOYS WHEN THEY THINK YOURE GONNA BREAK UP WITH THEM

includes - tsukishima kei, bokuto koutaro, iwaizumi hajime and oikawa tooru

a/n: ahh this is the most characters i’ve done for a post so far and the endings for most of these are pretty shit but i’ve been going through a bit of a writer’ block today so i hope th<3 this also has a fem!reader

part two

ੈ✩‧₊˚ TSUKISHIMA KEI

- tsukishima isn’t stupid, he can tell when you’re avoiding him, well its not like you were being subtle either

- quickly breaking eye contact, running in the opposite direction whenever you see him or practically jumping out of your skin when you notice him approaching you

- the last class of the day had just ended and you were already outside the gates before tsukishima could even talk to you

- yamaguchi noticed how spaced out his best friend was during practice, always looking at the entrance as if he was waiting for someone

- after volleyball, he burst out the gym like a maniac, running to your house to get some type of explaination

- he sees himself as a pretty reasonable guy but the thought of you breaking up with him is absolutely absurd. 

- yes hes a little bit mean, but he swears he doesn’t mean it! he loves you more than anything

- he’s met with your face at your front door, confused about why your bf is at ur house this late at night

- while trying to catch his breath, he pulls you into a long hug, hiding his face in the crook of your neck

“what’s up with you these days”

“huh?”

“you’ve been avoiding me, i know i’m not the best boyfriend but i’ve trying a lot and i love you a lot so please dont leave”

- he quickly lets go when he hears you giggle, wondering what could have been so funny that you had to interrupt your serious moment

- he looked into your eyes, sick of your jokes

“it was a prank wasn’t it?”

“yep”

- he immediately turned around and headed for home when he felt you hugging his back

“i’m sorry baby, it was my friends idea”

“get new friends, i don’t like them”

“but don’t scare me like that ever again, you damn dumbass”

- he ignored you the next day as payback

ੈ✩‧₊˚ BOKUTO KOUTAROU

- literally never doubt his love for you bc he will never let a day go by where you don’t feel loved

- he was so confident in your relationship bc he couldn’t even imagine loving somebody else

- one day during a break, he was telling the entire team how much of a good girlfriend you are and how well you treat him

- he loves talking about his little baby after all <3

- but konoha just had to say something that would make his mood drop six feet under

bokuto: ...and they give the best hugs ever and cuddles and kisses and they even brought me lunch today!! <333

konoha talking to you on the other side of the gym: really? y/n i thought you were scared of bokuto when you started dating

- only a drop of a ball could be heard and all heads in the room turned to you

- you slapped konoha on the back of the head before turning to your boyfie who looked like he was about to start crying

-when you made eye contact, he dropped his head and ran out of the gym, surprising everyone

- by the time you had found him, sitting in the corner of the clubroom, his eyes were red and glossy and you couldn’t help but kiss his entire face

“kou, whats wrong baby?”

“hmph”

“is this about what konoha said?”

- he nodded

“are you breaking up with me?”

- your head snapped back at him and you cupped his face

“never baby, what makes you think that”

“konoha said that you were scared of me, you think im some type of big scary monster right? you probably thought i was gonna hurt you if you rejected me right?”

“no no baby, you got it all wrong. i was only scared of you because of how big you were you know? compared to you, im so much smaller and i was just a bit intimidated. so no baby im not breaking up with you”

- after you finish your sentence, you can physically see your bf relaxing and melting into your touch

- he tightly wraps his arms around your waist and kisses anywhere he could

“i love you”

“i love you more”

ੈ✩‧₊˚ IWAIZUMI HAJIME

- iwaizumi thanked the gods every morning for giving him you

- he loved and cherished you and was everything you ever wanted so why would you want to give him up?

- no matter how confident or secure he was in your relationship, there was always that one factor that he dreamt multiple times would be the end of your relationship

-oikawa tooru.

-  whatever he does, other girls seem to follow him blindly and iwaizumi wasn’t blind to this obviously but there was always this fear at the at back of his head that you would leave him behind for his best friend

- he knew that oikawa didn’t even have to try to have any girl on their knees for him

- so when he saw you smiling so brightly and laughing with oikawa down the hallway, his heart flipped and felt like it had turned inside out and had been stepped on

- he turned the other way, not wanting to see another second of you guys smiling so happily at each other 

- he had only been able to walk a few steps when your voice had him turn to look back at you, but instead of the loving gaze that you knew so familiarly, you saw one of hurt and discomfort

- you didn’t hesitate to pull him into an empty classroom and he held you so tightly that it was like he was trying prove something

“hey doll, i love you so much”

“and i love you even more haji”

- he shook his head while it was still resting his head on your neck

“i love you so much and im not ready for this to end so please don’t end this”

“end what haji? this hug? trust me i couldn’t even if i tried, you’re holding me so tightly”

- your words stirred something in him, and he couldn’t help but hold you even tighter

“haji, i can’t brea-”

“no doll, i was talking about us. i’m not ready for us to be over yet y’know, i hope you know i’m planning on marrying you one day”

- his sudden confession made you blush furiously and you were glad that he couldn’t see you right now

“what a coincidence, i have always thought about being your wife, mr. iwaizumi”

“good, because i’m never letting you leave me for anyone, especially shittykawa, future mrs. iwaizumi”

“wait tooru, hajime? you are literally suffocating me because you were worried that i might leave you for him”

- his silence gave you his answer

“haji, i love you, and only you, so please don’t forget that”

“i know doll, thank you, i love you”

- after you guys left the room and walked pass oikawa, iwazumi had the most smug look on his face and told him to eat shit <3

ੈ✩‧₊˚ OIKAWA TOORU

- you knew even before you guys dated that oikawa has basically a cult of fangirls

- if he wasn’t at home or in class, he was probably in the gym, spending late nights practicing volleyball

- so when you guys started dating you did everything you could to see your boyfriend outside of his busy schedule

- oikawa was so used to you visiting practice or coming over to his house for cuddles that when you stopped out of nowhere, it felt like something was missing

- it was exam period so you and oikawa had seen each other less than usual

- during practice he would look up to the stands, hoping to see you there like you normally were but you weren’t

- he entered your classroom one day hoping to eat lunch together so he can see you but you weren’t there

- on the roof? behind the gym? inside an empty classroom? talking to a teacher? nope you weren’t there

- he walked to his friends, pouting because he needs his daily dose of kisses and hugs or he won’t be able to make it through today

- it wasn’t until makki was laughing and said “maybe she’s trying to break up with you, i mean i would if my bf was making more time for volleyball than me”

mattsun joined in “and plus with all your fangirls, jeez im surprised y/n tolerated you this long”

oikawa rn: o_o

- the moment the school bell rang, he bolted to your house and kept banging on your door until your mum opened the door, slightly confused

- your mum let him in, seeing as it was kind of urgent and he opened your door so abruptly, you almost fell off your chair

- he saw you sitting at your desk, glasses on, hair tied up, a blanket wrapped around you

“BABE, if you’re gonna break up with me, just do it now”

“tooru, wtf are you on about”

“you’ve been ignoring me”

“no, i’ve been studying”

“for what?”

“exams? tooru, what else?”

“oh, we had exams?”

- you slapped him with a textbook

“OW, Y/N-CHAN, HOW CRUEL, YOU’RE GONNA RUIN MY PRETTY FACE. quickly now, come to me, i need cuddles”

“no”

“i-”

“and no im not breaking up with you either”

“pfft i knew that, it wasn’t like makki and mattsun somehow convinced me that you were gonna break up with me haha”

- you kicked the duo the next day <3

[haleigh-sloth]

Toga for the ask game

My daughter

favorite thing about them: Her empathy and love for others. Even though she can't regulate it yet, she's super sensitive and I love that about her.

least favorite thing about them: the fact she doesn't have more screen time :') (there isn't anything about her character I dislike)

favorite line:

brOTP: Toga and Twice for sure. But also Toga and the Izu/Ocha/Tsu trio. I love that little friend group.

OTP: TogaChacko 😭

nOTP: eh, there aren't enough Toga ships to have a nOTP but, I mean anything where she's shipped with someone inappropriate is no good

random headcanon: She canonically likes pomegranates, and as someone who also devours poms every chance I get: (post-bnha) every time Toga eats a pomegranate it looks like she's committed a murder. So Ocha cuts her poms for her so she doesn't give anybody a heart attack any time she wants to eat her favorite fruit lol.

unpopular opinion: She needs friends her age so she can be a dumb teenager and have the same energy returned to her, and I want her to be friends with the UA kids. The LOV and her both have that "older guy friend who gives occasional life advice" energy (I have myself a couple of these), but she still needs friends in her phase of life too.

song i associate with them: Well there is a Toga song out there that exists lol. But Dollhouse by Melanie Martinez has made me think of her. Dollhouse, Toga has been described as having a doll's face, and then the song about the family looking perfect and not letting anyone see what's really going on inside. Idk, it eerily fits.

favorite picture of them: Ahh this one. It’s beautiful and has a lot of meaning with no words needed

[dollribbons]

holding hands with girls is the best

[arvandus]

ahh just had a little scene in my head where reader and dabi r riding a motorcycle back from a mission, youve been hit with a truth serum/drunk like quirk, you can still carry yourself well n so u ride in the back hugging onto dabi while rambling on to keep yourself from fallin asleep, so it starts off with the effects of the quirk, then things that looked interesting, then funny stories u had w the other members, and naturally your thoughts spill from the LOV members to him and you confess/outright pour your heart out for him n hes just stuck there not to try n crash the ride LMAO-🐨

omg I love this. 😂 We must share a brain cell because let's just say I've had a similar idea (the drunkenness at least) that may/may not end up in a future chapter of Touch. 👀

(Also, I actually did a NSFW oneshot piece for a friend of mine with Dabi x her OC where her OC gets hit with a truth quirk, huehuehue)

But now I'm thinking of a drunk-effect quirk, and chuckling. Lemme just....

At first, Dabi would be like, "Nah, that's just the quirk talkin'." But then you keep rambling more and more, and his heart pounds harder and hard in his chest until every nerve is singing. He gets hyperfocused on the feeling of your arms around him, clinging tightly, and he has to force himself to pay attention to the road so the two of you don't crash.

But Dabi is great at denial, so he keeps telling himself it's not true, you don't really mean it. Even as you stumble off of the motorcycle and he catches you, giggling as you cling to him, your face buried into his white tee. He helps you up the steps to enter the building and he thinks that's it, that that's the end of it. You'll probably go to bed and crash, sleeping off the effects of the quirk, and forget about the whole thing. You plop onto the couch and fall sideways, and Dabi turns on the TV for you and places a glass of water on the end table.

"Here, idiot. Try not to spill it."

He begins to leave, but your whiny voice stops him in his tracks.

"Dabiiiii..."

Something about the way you say his name - desperate, cute, needy - makes his nerves dance on end and his hands clench in his pockets. He turns to look back at you, and you're there on the couch, looking up at him, arms reached out, palms open in grabby hands.

"Don't goooo," you beg. "Snuggle me!"

"What the- why?"

"I'm coollldd," you pout. "Pleeeeaasssee?"

Dabi hesitates, frozen on the edge of decision. But the look in your eyes, the pout of your lower lip... He gives a resigned sigh and returns to the couch where you make room for him before curling up against his side with a happy sigh.

"You're a brat." he grumbles.

You look up at him, and he can feel your warm breath on his chin, his lips... it'd be so easy to kiss them right now, to see how you respond - to see if you really meant all those things you said on the ride home.

"Are you mad at me?" you ask softly, eyes wide and innocent; you are oblivious - so oblivious - to the things coming out of your mouth and the way those words tightened around him, putting him in a chokehold, making it hard to breathe.

Dabi forces himself to take a deep breath, to fight off the ache in his chest that you seem to be responsible for. He pries his gaze away from your parted lips to look into your shining eyes, inches from his own.

"No." he finally says.

[bakatenshii]

What’s your favorite type of themes in angst then? Sorry I know other ppl asked u a lot today but I just for some reason thought you’d be the type to be into angst because rapture was pretty sad, not explicitly so, but just kind of heartbreaking and morally ambiguous (in fiction context ofc)

no no baby please dont ever apologize for asking anything!! I’m sorry because I’m so terrible at answering questions so I feel bad for missing them!

It’s funny u mention that because truthfully, even when I exclusively read ship fics where I enjoyed angst, I have never once intentionally seeked it out. and I acc never expected to ever write angst myself but rapture happened and honestly it was like I blacked out and then BOOM fic done haAHhAHAHA I never actuallt intended on it being angsty funny enough (but i didnt rly plan that fic as a whole at all tbh so)

BUT— I guess what gets me is that type of trope, the we could never be together for whatever reason, or something that slowly disintegrates from happiness? if that makes sense? for me I love it when there’s a past (extra points if theres nostalgia) to compare it to, if that makes sense. rather than misunderstandings or miscommunication or cheating, it’s the slow disintegration of joy and drifting apart that get me. throw in a extra memory of When It Was Good, and that’s the type I feel like I enjoy the most!