#and i wrote like 10 pages

[enpassants]

fellas how we feeling abt that a level english revolution test bc i am feeling GOOD

[snzydarling]

Fall onto me

fandom: My Hero Academia

characters: Shouta Aizawa, Hizashi Yamada

cw: sneeze kink !!! mentions of coughing + brief mess

notes: ummmmmm I'm so nervous to post this !!! but it's for @waterfallofspace who is just the sweetest and always lights up my day + my dash every time we interact !!! Shes always making stuff for others and feeding my middle aged man obsession and I'm so thankful !!!!! I wish this. Was better. But um i tried my best and I hope you enjoy !!!!!

     After over 20 years of knowing each other, living with one another in both the dorms at UA and their apartment, Hizashi can confidently say that he knows his husband like the back of his hand. He knows Shouta’s food preferences, the temperature he likes his showers, and his preferred brand of eye drops 

-And what all of his different sneezes sound like.

So when Shouta walks through the door of their apartment, shuddering into his elbow with a muffled, heavy “hHD’SHHh-yu!”, Hizashi’s mind instantly darts to the Benydral kept in the bathroom cabinet, because Hizashi knows his husband, and knows the sound of his allergies all too well. 

But Shouta tends to get prickly when coddled, and everything Hizashi knows about his husband indicates irritation of more than one kind, so he keeps quiet. Instead, he smiles up at Shouta, who’s still sniffling in the entrance way as he drags himself out of the house and into his slippers, and greets him with a cherry “Bless you! Hello to you, too,” and revels in the well-natured eye roll he gets in acknowledgement. 

“hH’dTSHHh-yu! Damn. Sorry,” Is what his husband actually greets him with as he shuffles into the kitchen, rubbing his pinkened nose against his wrist. “I’ve been doing that all day.” He huffs like an old, burly dog as he sits at the table, and Hizashi can see an irritated wetness in his eyes as he hums down at his vegetables. 

“Not catching something, are ya? I’ve told you that you’ve gotta stop fussing over every student with the sniffles.” At that, Shouta shakes his lead a little too roughly, like he’s trying to shake off the tickle with it. “No, I feel fine. Jus’hiHt-! Just itchy.” He punctuates the sentence with a tickly cough, almost like he has to prove it. Hizashi can't empathize much, always prone to letting everything out as soon as it irritates him, but can sympathize, so he stands and stretches while his back gives a satisfying pop! and gives Shouta a small peck on the bridge of his nose that he knows will do the trick on his way to the stove. 

He hears his success as he lights the burner, first a quick snag in Shouta’s breath, then another, and then the creak of the chair as he shifts his weight suddenly “ hIH’dTSHh-yu! e’TCHhih! eHd’tCHh-iewh! ‘tCHHh-iew!  ” Hizashi listens, feigning an interest in the stove as his husband grumbles. “Bless you! That was cute.” He chirped. “No, it was gross.” Shouta corrects, and he can hear the congestion in his throat now. Poor thing. 

“Do you know what's setting you off? Can’t be pollen, it’s winter, and-” he leans over to press the back of his hand to Shouta’s cheek, mostly for show “- You’re cool as a clam, so it's not a cold.” Shouta opens his mouth to respond, but gets quickly interrupted with a quick gasp that sends him into his elbow once again. 

“hiD'TCHhi’yu! e'tTCHh- eD'SHH-iewh! hiH- hH'ESSHh-oo! ed'TCHHh-oo! ” Hizashi is face-front at the show this time, watching the crease in Shouta’s brow and the twitch of his nose from where it peaks above his sleeve. He dutifully passes along the tissues when his husband stays still for a beat too long, sniffling desperately, and starts to fill the quiet with enthusiasm blessing and talk of a new segment he's planning. He’s barely two sentences in, turned towards the stove again, when he hears Shouta take in a trembling gasp and muffle a tickly sounding “hihH”ndXT-iew!”, restrained and wholly unsatisfying-sounding. 

Hizashi whirls around to face him with his hands on his hips, playing the mother hen well as he scolds/ “Don’t do that, Sho! You’ll hurt yourself!” Then, in a softer tone, “Why don’t you go take a shower and wash whatever this is off.” He gives him a few hearty smacks on the back when he evolves into a fit of tickly, barking coughs that crescendo with a needy “e'hHDTSHh-yu!” that Hizashi thinks is all too cute. It must have cleared something out, because he stops sneezing for long enough to stand with cracking joints of his own (Christ, when did they get so old?) and disappear into the bathroom, pressing a hand to the small of Hizashi’s back as he passes. 

Besides a throat scraping fit that leaves Hizashi wincing in sympathy, responding with his own set of ‘Bless you!’ that probably gets muffled in the walls, everything seems to return to normal. When Shouta returns from the shower, hair wet and in a new set of clothes, nothing besides the occasional sniffle indicates much of anything was wrong, until they’re in the bedroom after dinner. Shouta sits on the bed, hunched over as he grades papers, while Hizashi stands in front of him and prepares for a late-night patrol. 

More specifically, the reprise occurs when Hizashi sprays a bit of cologne on himself, a gift from a fan he got on his patrol last night. It was a small bottle, labeled all in English, with a spiced scent he was fond of. But apparently, his husband wasn't. The moment he sprays it, Shouta gasps and starts to cough, leaving Hizashi laughing as he thumps him on the back for the second time that day. “That bad, huh? I like it.” “NohH - no, it’hHT-!.. It’s not that, ihHt-” He’s not able to finish explaining before he takes another stuttering breath, nostrils flaring and teeth peaking out from where his lips curl back, and buries himself in his sleeve. 

“e'TCHHhi- et’TSHHh-iewh! hiD'TCH!  hH’RSHHh-! ‘tSHHh-iewh! eH’NGKT-hH’NGT- e'SHHhi-yu! ” Hizashi is a bit awestruck, not accustomed to watching such an unprompted loss of control, spurred only when Shouta manages to hiss out “the perfume’hHTSHHh-iew!” before being thrown back into his elbow with another fit as Hizashi takes a wide step back, then a couple more as his husband starts to cough again. 

“hiDt'TSHhi-! hiD'TCH’yu! ‘tSHHhi-yu! hiH- ugh… snf” And, nose apparently satisfied, Shputa flops against the headboard, panting as a stray tear tracks down his face, carving out the slope of his cheekbones. He looks up at Hizashi with teasing and expectant eyes, eyebrows raised, and he can’t help but get lost for a second in how hot that is before remembering himself. 

“Bless you lots, sho! I lost count! Guess we found the culprit, huh?” He remembers, just barely, to keep his distance, plucking the bottle up from the nightstand with a stretch. “hiDt’sHHhi-! Ugh, yeah.” The congestion is back in his voice, leaving it thick and a bit crackly. “How was it on me this morning, though?” Hizashi has to think about that for a minute, leaning back on his heels, then remembers with a sheepish smile. 

“When I got back from patrol, I sprayed it in here, just to try it, y’know? It must’ve gotten in your hair. Oh, you poor thing, Sho!!” He says with drama, trying to make up for his lack of physical contact with words. 

“hiDT’CHh-yu!” Shouta snaps forward again, then sniffs as he straightens out. “Just remember to wash off before you come to bed.” He grumbles as Hizashi starts to back out of the room. He gives a mock salute, calling out a “Yes, Sir!” As he closes the bedroom door. While he toes on his shoes, he hears another muffled sneeze through the wall, and sticks around just long enough to hear a “thank you” for his blessing. 

[whatudottu]

"You said you can read minds, yes?" The question was emphasised by the tilt of a head, neutral expression flat on crystalline face. "You've mentioned it's pretty overwhelming, you can't control what you hear?" "Yes, yes, and no... not really..." Came Ra'ad's reply, his attention diverted to focus on the corner where wall meets ceiling. Reviewing the biopsychology notes Chio had on amperi, a frown shifts his jaw just enough to be noticed. "If it's not too much to ask," Chio shifts, eyes flicking over his own handwriting to focus in Ra'ad's general direction; he's met by a brief flick of eye contact, "Could you tell me what I'm thinking of now?"

Haha magics and mutants au Ra'ad gets diagnosed as a psychic :P let's hope this neurodivergent old man gets the ability to stop having unwanted voices broadcasting in his head :)c

and a coloured Chio my beautiful therapist 😌

[shannonsketches]

he's so important to me

[wulfhalls]

finished sense and sensibility. now what

[rose-void-789]

When you immediately fall inlove with a pairing but the show is from 10 years ago and you don't wanna get spoil so you gotta start from the oldest fanfics and work your way up cause you you can't risk it and it is an experience. Just like all the little choices people made and how the fandom evolve its like seeing an ant colony building up there fandom from above all these little experiences it's so fun.

[hadranok]

i unearthed my tma map

made this on my second listen through (took less than a month btw)

looking at it now, it kinda looks like a map of asia/europe ngl

[kameyyy]

idk abt you guys but I just got my english exam back and that’s obvs a clear and easy to read „are“ 😔

[raiiny-bay]

:-)

[salvatoreren]

writing a review of aot's final arc for my 21st literature which is purely objective and i realize that i don't really hold a grudge against eremika tbh, like not in the sense where having that ship automatically makes aot and the ending bad, it's more of personal preference, i just don't think that making a ship the face and entire focus and takeaway of aot which is about war, oppression and discrimination is a good look or idea, i prefer that the ending focused more on that and deliberately delivered a message about these overarching themes, i see love as a theme but it's not entirely prevalent nor prominent, for me, at least, nor is it something that should be discussed in an ending, for any arc, i would have been fine and i would definitely be fine with eremika being canon if it wasn't all over the ending because that's not the point 😭😭😭 and aot is NOT a lovestory because i have seen so many reduce it to that like...

[sci-bax]

Yall ive drawn Starlo 15 times in the last 7 hours am i cooked

[v6quewrlds]

i'm wired so pretty pls send me dad/husband!joe concepts <3

[just-spacetrash]

😁

[spoonietimelordy]

10 pages to write in 1 and 1/2 week 🫠 it would be manageable if I wasn't a ball of anxiety going through flare-up like one goes through a jar of cookies

[guideaus]

do you ever do something that's so clearly an example of your mental disorder

[losver07]

when you're "ok" but you carry with you a copy of the metamorphosis, the catcher in the rye, stephen king's the body and a downloaded pdf of the iliad: