#and im not interested in sparring with anons

[pishifuzul]

to state it more plainly, my gender and my gender presentation is, in the eyes of most of society, more masculine than a stereotypical woman, and in a way I myself perceive as more "boy" than "man" (you may remove the quotes if you so choose, they are just there for readability.) This tends to confuse people whether they are queer or not and I choose to find amusement in this. Sometimes I play it up for gender euphoria. I've often found myself with other trans people being transphobic to me "the wrong way" i.e. treating me as if they believe I am AFAB and being transphobic as if that was the case.I honestly don't give a shit how it seems to the phobes because they will hate me regardless and even if I did force myself into a stereotypical binary category, I can't easily go TRULY stealth because there's a paper trail. So yes, I am intimately aware of what's at stake in this political economy, but my presentation and choice to find amusement in others' confusion is not a further risk. There is no appeasing fascism, the only solution to it is the one that worked before.

good for u anon !

[c3berus]

Kia ora! Are you able to write about 141 having tall!reader bf. What was their initial reaction when they first met Him? Besides, it’s quite hard to find someone when you’re too tall😔😔.

(I’m 6’5🥲. sorry if some of the words don’t make sense, had to just guess some the words, English ain’t my first language)

Can I be 🫀anon?

OF COURSE! WELCOME 🫀ANON. TALL PEOPLE UNITE!

they met you when you all had to work together to catch some terrorist. they all sat around the table, silently chatting with each other at a meeting waiting to meet you. and when you walked in lets say you were definitely a nice surprise. From the way you slightly had to tilt your head to enter the room to in johnnys words you walked like your dick hurt to carry.

they were immediately interested in you.

simon was particularly bothered by it but not mad at it. he liked how you looked down and titled your head at any words he spoke. or when you would brush your hands over his waist to get by him. it left him wanting you more.

kyle insisted you worked out with him so he could yander at your muscles. he’d ask if you could workout with him as an added weight which eventually would turn into you fucking him into the sparing mat, roughly pushing his head into the sparring mat with the sounds of your dick bullying into him.

johnny wasn’t even the tiniest bit ashamed of the way he’d feel you up and stare you down. he’d make comments on how you hand to be some type of giant, or how you shouldve went to wrestling. if you’re above him in rank, he’d come into your office and situate himself on your lap despite your series of ‘not now’s’ and ‘im busy’s’ and put your hand into his pants letting you feel how riled up and leaky he was for you and he whined into your ear about how he wanted you to have him.

and price, the ever so sweet price, he’d try to be respectful he’d greet you with coffee or tea, he’d cook you dinner on base and let you sit in his office as you worked on reports but nothing up above would help him when he trailed his eyes to your dick in the joined base showers. he didn’t even think he’d need any help the way you were fucking the pleas out of him like you were his god.

and let you have a particularly raspy and deep voice?? they’re squirming in their chairs.

if you harbored a bit of broken English?? they didn’t mind, in fact simon often teased you about it like the little shit show he was. you’d often bite back saying something about brits back.

BUT what really sealed the deal for them was how protected and secure you made them feel.

you remembered when ghost ordered a recruit to explain why he was late and the recruit gave some half assed excuse why, before marching off like a little shit and giggling with his lads about why he was actually late. you overheard it was because he was being a creep trying to hit on the female recruits. they didn’t notice that you had heard their entire conversation. until it was time to dismiss and you called him back, forcing him to push his body to the absolute limit. that soon earned him the call sign mute because everytime you were present he wouldn’t utter a single word.

[ariseur]

Hello there! Thank you so much for addressing my request...I'm new to Tumblr app so I hope I'm messaging your inbox! So yes! I hope...this isn't too demanding. I anon requested zack x fair reader...and I'm gonna let it all hang out with you:

I simp for zack fair very very hard...and Im HUNGRY for fluff..all the gentle kisses, hair playing ...jawline holding, couch cuddling, sweet compliments, rainy days...holding...waist clutching, skin contact, lips grazing coffe sippinng...deep eye dinner dates, jokes , teasing silly ...I can handle!!! I don't do smut or too overly steamy. I'm too old for that shit

Maybe perhaps...on the opposite spectrum, zack boyfriend scenario, comforting s/o with anxiety...drying of tears, wiping tears away, consoling cuddling...hearing him hum reader to sleep...mentions of heartbeats being felt through chests....feeling of voice vibrations through MUSCULAR chest...comfort bare muscular arms , tender kisses...goosebumps...ok I'm sorry too demanding...if I'm blessed and you create chapters of like simple one date, fun.."friends to lovers" type of thing, casual playstation gaming hangouts, cooking dinner as friends...thinking of each other while away ..to eventually relationship and consoling s/o anxiety....full on love date..that close intimacy (i,crave safe for work) I'd wait FOREVER, however long it would take you to write chapters of joy....you'd be my hero!!!

I stress his scar (in my own ramblings i always place my finger tips on it, i kiss it gently, we discuss who gave it to him, how he feels about it).. Our first date I wear some tight fitting dress his favorite color, but as he gentlemanly removes my peacoat for the evening he notices I'm covered in tattoos, and he's memzmerized (I do have quite the collection of ink irl) he smells of sweet sandalwood and is wearing the black suit in that turks mod for remake... his eyes. I make my own feeble attempts at fanfic but I'm TOO new and insecure to really write anything as I REGULARLY indulge in AI chat and it proves so many USEFUL fever dream instances for me to write but for now...I let the experts handle it.

Should you accept, thank you for bringing JOY into my life....

Please do take your time...I know you amazing ppl are BUSY and mine isn't the only request and might even not be too interesting.

But I thank you so so so much...I've been searching for weeks ..no replies.

EPHEMERAL - ZACK FAIR (CHPT. ONE)

ᡣ𐭩ྀིྀི₊ ⊹ notes - omg!! i’m so sorry this has been sitting here for so long!! i’ve been trying to go about this and since i’m not that experienced with creating chapter fics, i decided— what the hell?? why not try it?? so— i hope i did somewhat of a good job and stay tuned for some more!!

ᡣ𐭩ྀིྀི₊ ⊹ warnings - none except one mention of suicide ( but like in a ‘social suicide’ way ), intended lowercase, you spar with zack as kids ( cardboard swords ) lmk if i missed anything 💕!!

ᡣ𐭩ྀིྀི₊ ⊹ word count - 2561 words, 13990 characters

STRENGTH. that was what mattered most in this world.

strength was a word you had learned in the first grade, sitting next to a snot-nosed kid babbling to his friends as he completely took up all your attention with his nasally voice in your ear. the teacher seemed to pay no mind, only engulfed in tapping her stubby chalk piece against the board, stained with dashes of residual white from the previous words that had been written earlier today, as she barely looked back at the rest of you.

you remembered it so vividly, the smell of the sanitizing wipes she had used during the twenty minutes recess you always anticipated, eager to escape the boring rants of mrs. ozaki and her slow paced curriculum. you remembered the knock you felt on your chair from behind you, soft as to not alert the teacher — as if she couldn’t hear the noisy kid blabbering next to you known as ono, although you only referred to him as, “booger-face.”

craning your neck and grabbing ahold of the side of your chair in order to turn further, you looked behind you only to see the half-toothless, sanguine kid you knew as zack fair. his dark hair, slicked back with only a few strands sticking out, probably from all the activity he did during your break at recess. you two had met earlier this year as he had defended you from the previous, aforementioned offender— ,”booger-face.” you had remembered the way zack stood over you, hands on his hips as he surged forward at the boy to stop him from pushing you around. his eyes, always so bright and lively, squinted at you with his smile as he helped you up and helped dust off your skirt.

after that moment, zack fair had started hanging around you more and more, inviting you to play around with his friends on the merry-go-round’s or hanging out with you after school, running around and playing with rocks or cardboard swords before your parents’ both called you in for dinner, to which you would hastily say goodnight run to your guys’ houses awaiting dinner.

removing his hands from your chair and placing them neatly on his desk, he beamed at you, “you still up for some training after school?”

you rolled your eyes as your lips twitched upwards into a small smile, “duh,” you said. you turned your body completely in order to to fully face him. “near the water still?”

he chimed in agreement, “duh,” his eyes crinkled with the way his grin widened, identical to the day he had practically saved you. he chuckled a little bit before fixing his posture and sitting upright in his seat, the wooden chair creaking as he readjusted his position. your eyebrows knitted together before you heard a stern shout of your name.

you flinched, whipping around back to face the front as your face burned hot with embarrassment. upon your turning of the body, you were met with the stares of your classmates and the hard glare of your teacher, fixated on only you now. her arm was no longer raised up and scribbling nonsense of vocabulary on the board, instead it hung low and remained against her thigh as she impatiently tapped the piece of chalk against her knee-length skirt. her lips, a light pink as they contrasted with the darkness of her tied hair, were pressed into a thin line before she asserted, “pay more attention, first warning.”

you nodded shamefully as you ducked your head down, grabbing your small wooden pencil and gripping it in your hand, as if you’d use it to jot down notes of whatever she was talking about— although it lay unused and useless for the remainder of class, only a placeholder of a ‘what if’ factor your teacher always liked to use when she began the period.

skeptically, she let her raised brow drop as stopped tapping the chalk against her leg, turning around and beginning to explain the curriculum planned for tomorrow again.

you tried to ignore the feeling of holes being burned at the back of your head, multiple pairs of eyes staring at your fork while you made your attempt at keeping your eyes forward and your mouth shut. you ignored the small, boyish giggles emitted from behind you, you’d ‘kick his butt’ outside of school, you thought. you’d get your payback, but for now — you sighed. keeping your hands interlocked, your faced your palms on another area of the desk, the foreign spot now cold against your warm skin. trying to act somewhat proper and behaved, you waited out the rest of class ( which was only presumably about twenty minutes ) just to find that sublime feeling of escaping the torturous ‘h-e-double hockey sticks’ that you referred to as school.

and you held up to that promise of kicking zack fair’s butt — watching as he stumbled backwards with his hands flailing in the air, a flimsy cardboard cutout of a sword gripped tightly in his hand as he let out a loud, “woahh—!”

you giggled, “what’d i tell you about that stance, zack?” you put a hand on your hip as he yelped in surprise. his foot slipped in the body of water, making an animated sound while he skidded across a rock, luckily able to catch his balance in time. you could hear the small chattering of the people near you, the rivers of gongaga rushing as your laughs continue and rise up into the quiet air.

“that’s not fair—! no water knocks!” he exclaimed.

you shrugged as he approached you once more, “you never said that before we started,” you chided. he charged forward at you, being blocked as you held your sword up in a protective expression. stepping backwards, your arm raised and lowered with every hit that the dark-haired boy threw at you, his confident face flashing between every brown whoosh of the cardboard weapons.

he heaved, “you know how mrs. ozaki kept talking about strongness or whatever?”

“you mean— strength?” another blocked hit, this time you tried to kick him and sweep the leg — unfortunately, you underestimated zack a little more than you had thought as he kept a firm hold in the cold dirt, digging his shoes into the ground.

“same difference, yeah?”

“what about it, fair?”

he pursed his lips as he tensed his body, waiting for you to strike again. you held off for a second, flinching as if you would hit in order to try to keep him off balance. zack decided to speak again in this momentary pause of your sparring. “i’ve been thinking about those SOLDIERs and.. i want to be strong— hey!” he exclaimed as you landed a surprise attack on him, barely grazing his not-so-ironed-anymore jeans before he deflected your hit. “now, that’s really uncalled for, c’mon.”

“finish your thought before i hit you again.” you quirked a brow.

he wore a smug look on his face, putting his hands on his hips while he shook his head at you. “didn’t hit me but ‘kay,” that smugness didn’t last long as you feigned waving your sword at him, only for him to let out a small yelp and jolt backwards. you smiled, quirking an expectant brow while he groaned in exasperation. “i wanna be strong too, y’know. have some— strength,” he said; and that was almost the end of it . . until he had managed to mutter a quick hiss of, “unlike you.”

you watched as his arm raised, the sleeve of his uniform’s button-up lifting up a little to reveal his tan line that he had obtained after being outside with you for so long. his hand gripped the thin handle while he went overhead to try and strike you from above. making haste, you took one more step back as your hands flew up to catch his attack with your own sword. in your imagination, with the collision of your toy weapons, you envisioned a loud, ‘clank!’ as they clashed with each other — it felt much more awesome-r to imagine sounds of iron versus the soft flap of refraining yourself from putting too much pressure on the thin material of the cardboard.

you grinned at him, watching as his determined face managed a crack of a smirk while he tried scaring you and randomizing the amounts of pressure he’d put in an attempt to try and catch you in a daze. however, the swiftness in which you jolted to the side and flipped your sword flat so that the tip faced outwards, thrusting the faux weapon and jabbing it into his chest caught him off guard, rendering him the loser of that evening’s battle.

you watched as zack carefully looked down at his stomach, then finally bringing himself to peer back up at you. he placed a hand on his chest while he acted like he really was injured, even going so far as have spit dribble out of his mouth and act like it was blood.

“gross—!” you exclaimed, pushing him as he fell on his back in the dirt and raised a dramatic hand to the sky. you laughed while he let out his ‘last dying breath’ before ceremoniously lolling his head to the side.

with some more giggles, you judged him with your foot as he magically arose from the ‘dead’ and beamed at you, reveling in your laughter. although, in that moment he wouldn’t tell you. he didn’t want to admit his growing crush on you, he didn’t want cooties. that was practically suicide. you extended a gentle hand out to him, throwing your sword to the side as he took your offer and hoisted himself up. zack brushed the dirt off of his pants while you cleaned his back up, still laughing about the whole encounter.

you claimed victory for a long while, even when you both had sat by the water and skipped rocks onto the cerulean river, now being painted a harsh lilac as the sun began to set and the heat of the sky began to cool, a soft breeze coming to rest upon your bodies rather than the draining, blistering sun.

you let a small beat of silence pass over the both of you, spinning the cold stone in your hand before chucking it into the water. your chest began to tighten, for a reason you don’t know why but you could feel it— crawling up your throat as it engulfed your esophagus. it creeped up the inside of you. almost as if you were gonna throw up, the pit in your stomach began to settle. you felt it, twitching on your tongue as it settled, trying to escape its enclosure from past your lips. you held it in for so long, fighting this battle you were so determined to win as you tried to focus on anything; the birds chirping around you, the rushing of the water, zack’s stone skipping across it. you tried to hold it in until—

“do you really think you’ll become a SOLDIER one day?”

the rock he had grabbed remained lifeless in his hands, his fingers tightening around it while he contemplated his options. he turned to you— dirt on his face and his smile, gapped with all the recent teeth he had been losing. he never faltered with that smile, you thought to yourself; and you never forgot what he had said to you after you asked that, “i’ll make sure of it.”

you smiled back at him, before it dropped once you had heard the calls of your name coming from the huts above the creek, where both of your homes had been located. with not another second, zack had already gotten up and running. he swiveled back to face you, waving a goodbye with his lanky arm before he shouted, “i’ll see you tomorrow!” but, of course, he wouldn’t be zack if he didn’t get hurt every now and then, you thought, as you watched him trip over a small rock. but— you realized, he also wouldn’t be zack if he didn’t get up afterwards. still, he turned his head to make sure you didn’t see only to discover you had ( much to his embarrassment ), before getting up and running back home again.

you laughed under your breath, “dork.”

and now, you’re still you. sitting in a bakery in nibelheim, you had almost never changed. well— besides the fact that you grew a couple of feet and wore a wider range of clothes than your school uniform and an old, colorful your grandmother had gifted you when you were five. you wore your hair differently and went out of your way to try and make a difference in the world; specifically by starting and doing some jobs around town and seeing if anybody needed help with those.. things — that would appear around town. the day zack left for midgar had stained your brain permanently, his hug leaving a mark on your body as you knew you might not see him again— even if you chastised ( or more so threatened ) him that he stay in contact with you no matter what.

although it was a few years ago already, you never forget about it, your mind always traveled back to that day at the river. grabbing another hold of your pastry, you admired the vibrant frosting as it created the symbol of a chocobo, not even able to take a bite in fear of ruining the perfect design. you watched the simple villagers of nibelheim float around their daily life while you stayed under the canopy in front of the shop, seated at a little table with the shade covering you from the heat of the sun. you remained bored as you tapped your foot and listened to the bustle of the small town before you heard pairs of assertive footsteps and the, ‘ooh’s and ‘aah’s of the people.

tilting your head upwards, you only assumed maybe a few flat footed people or some kids running around was the answer but no— you’re met with the sight of a long, silver haired man with wide, white should plates while a shinra infantryman accompanied him along with another SOLDIER, only this time in black armor. you had watched the town guide, and even with your fuzzy memory you think you had recalled her name was tifa.

you squinted at them, watching as the SOLDIERs looked around at the small village. you gasped as the SOLDIER with the darker uniform turned his head, those eyes were all too familiar, and that familiar cowlick that peeked out from his thick, black hair was all too distinct. putting down the pastry, your eyes narrowed even further almost as if you couldn’t believe what you were seeing. you watched as he turned his head, his full face on display as he beamed at the environment— his smile still the same besides the fact that all of his adult teeth had grown in and his jaw became more defined.

you sat upright, your lips quirking upwards as you felt that childish wonder grow as it had all those years ago like when you had first met him, brave and confident as ever when he had defended you.

“zack?”

[oranberryorion]

It's okay to look away. I get it, I come off as weird to people...

hhaaaii..!!!..!.! im new on rotumblr but all my friends in bba were using it and kept asking if i had it. now i do!!..!.!!! ^_^

you can send me asks or whatever and ill respond for sure..!!.!!!!.!!! not like i have much better things to do HEHEAG

up for sparring wwhenecer you wnana >:)

open below

ooc section

─ⵌ penned by @adons-pokehub (he/him, minor)

interaction

pelipper mail/unmail/malice: allowed! musharna mail/malice: allowed! mystery gifts: allowed!

magic anon: allowed! union circle: allowed! in-character anon hate: allowed!

ooc/questions: allowed!

anyone is allowed to interact! if you ever want to start an offscreen rp, it's best to discuss it with me beforehand

note: if i dont get around to an ask, never take it personally! i will always read any asks i get, but won't always respond

boundaries/notices

─the mod is a minor, and the character is 16! light suggestive asks are fine, but never anything nsfw

─to contact me for events/connections, dm me on tumblr itself and show me your ideas

─there are a handful of content warnings to this blog. to roughly list, emotional abuse/manipulation, drug mentions, scientific experimentation/human bioengineering, and mild suggestive jokes. these are subject to change. triggering topics are tagged with associated tags (tw 'topic')

extra notes

orion was born a single child, and grimsley often visited him and took him out to trips. he was passionate about making him a strong dark type specialists, like the rest of his family.

one day, they were approached by colress with a bet between an abundance of money or orion. grimsley took the gamble, but lost

colress took orion with him to alola while he studied with the aether foundation and ultra recon squad. it drove him to study more about pokemon, but was also interested in the workings of the human body.

colress stole research, blueprints, and parts of technology to craft a cybernetic body for orion as they returned to unova.

feel free to ask about how his body works and all! i have fun writing about it ^_^

take every canon prior to 10/25 with a grain of salt; hes been reset． its unsure what could be considered canon or not．

xurkitree: chesto

[cyrusthedragon]

Hi so basically im the anon and since ur just as starved for miraxus as i am, here i go- like, how about a fanfic where mirajane falls first and confesses but laxus doesnt think they can be more than friends, what he doesnt realise is that he has loved her all along. Its when Mirajane decides to move on then he feels bad and eventually comes to conclusion that he loves her and they need to get together :D

So u mean basic ass teen!miraxus fic with mira feeling fuckin' OBSESSED and laxus like 'damn, puppy, good for you, tho, but naah...' and then she's like 'ok he rejected me so i need to stop annoying him ok im gonna do it for him i like annoying him but i don't like ANNOYING him ykwim!!' and then laxus is kinda '...the fuck is that little shit going?... NO ONE'S GONNA STEAL MY HEADPHONES NOW? MIRA-'

Actually, i love it so much. Like. Really. AND!! I HAVE SOMETHING ABT IT.

Teen!Mira: *annoys the shit out of teen!Laxus*

Teen!Laxus: *plays cool but still cold, grumbles, rolls his eyes*

Teen!Mira: *finally confesses love because she can’t stand it anymore*

Teen!Laxus: I'm... Ah... I'm sorry, I can't. You're a child.

Teen!Mira: *backs up to not bother him with her emotions, sincerely doesn’t wanna put pressure on him, kinda ashamed*

Teen!Laxus, when for the third day in a row no one touches him, pokes him, irritates him or plays on his nerves and steals his headphones for *her* pretty similar but still shitty music just because: ???

Teen!Laxus: the fuck

Teen!Laxus: WHERE YOU THINK YOU'RE GOING?!

Teen!Mira: *literally causing no problems* wh-

Teen!Laxus: *silently grabs her and sits her next to him, puts headphones on her*

Teen!Mira: *blushing & squeaking* EXCUSE ME?

Teen!Laxus: will not. You're stuck with me.

Teen!Mira: YOU CAN'T JUST SAY ME TO SI-

Teen!Laxus: says who?

Teen!Mira: *embarrassed & kinda happy & giving up sounds* you're an asshole, Dreyar.

Teen!Laxus: good to know.

Btw, he's not just greedy, he actually panicked cuz she's his favourite kid among allll the children of The Guild, she's the one matching his crazy energy. No one else can do that, everyone's just too clingy but with that also too dumb (hi, Natsu) or too strict (hi, Erza) or even too nice (he likes Lisanna, Lisanna is good, she's like baby sister, but still), and, except teen!Mirajane, no one's literally as aggressive and explosive as he is, no one understands his music, his lifestyle, his decisions even. Even then, he felt safe with her, cuz he known he will be understood, cus most of the time they have almost same thoughts. So he's.. He's happy with that brat around. He's okay with her. She's okay. He doesn't feel any romantic feelings abt her, she's 13yo, c'mon, but he can enjoy her presence, she's chill but emotional, she's rude but loyal, she's annoying but interesting, she's acting stupid but she's really smart, she plays independent but she LOVES hugging. He can tell she'll be a damn good person. And strong. She is strong. He still wants to protect her (even if he's not showing it, he wants to protect all of them, but her especially), but he can see how much power she actually possess. That's even cooler. One day maybe they can spar. Why not?

Teen!Mira: *looks at him, sitting next to him, headphones on, frowning* 'fuck are you looking at?

Teen!Laxus, instantly frowning in response: you have a problem, demon?

Teen!Mira: *explodes* WHO THE FUCK DID YOU JUST CALL A DEMON?!

Teen!miraxus: *aggressive 'fight'*

Greedy jealousy teen!Laxus supremasy who's like 🙄🙄 ah that stupid little shit with her stupid music but also HEY she's MY stupid little shit, DONTCHA DARE GO AWAY. Adult!Laxus is not like that, BUT THE TEENAGE MAXIMALIST LAXUS? GOD, YES. He's not aggressive, he won't start a fight just like that, but DAMN bro's really fuckin' greedy.

[g0nta-g0kuhara]

(ouma anon) KAITO'S THAT MEME OF A BUILDER LIFTING WEIGHTS BEING LIKE IM GONNA BE SO GOOD AT HUGGING!!!

also i once saw that hc of ryoma being jacked bc he yknow, with a steel ball n tennis racket iirc,,, so he too,, could possibly pick gonta up, tho doesn't do it much bc of their actual size difference,, but he could

YOU GET ME. The meme flashes into his head and he knows what he has to do

Ryoma IS probably ridiculously strong all things considered but (and curse you for this /j) I just did the math and a ball the size of a standard tennis ball made entirely of steel is only like 2.5 pounds. So I'm not sure that would translate to being able to pick up Gonta, but would definitely make him an interesting unexpected sparring partner for Tenko!!

[away-ward]

Interesting how will initially didnt like banks only because she didnt give in to whatever will wanted like rika, alex and winter. Will complained the same thing to emmy about meeting nicer girls too, so i really hope that banks understand, that rather than seeing this situation as "oh im unlikeable", she should adopt the idea of "who the fuck are these privileged entitled men think to have even a piece of me, then namecall me just because theyre not getting something out of me?" like emmy did. Because tbh, the michaelrikakaibanks bonus ruined not just banks, but ruined will for me too. Like where did he even gets all this audacity from?

And your response to kaibanks stan anon about being quit about high school kai unless you gotta fight with them, is similar to me, because hs kai was insufferable af with his privilege -oh-woe-is-my-strict-father monologues 🙄 but again, just like you, i'll keep quiet about hs kai too, lmao

And omg, that ilia-banks anon was so right, because we literally couldve gotten damon&banks ondin, but nooooooooo it's rika again! 🙄🤮

Hey hey hey!

will initially didnt like banks only because she didnt give in to whatever will wanted like rika, alex and winter. Will complained the same thing to emmy about meeting nicer girls too

That’s a good point, too. Additionally, Banks was spilling all his secrets. I remember her revealing that Martin was harassing him again, and I always wondered what was going on there, but it was never brought up again.

In the past scenes, when Kai is meeting Banks on the road, he makes that comment to Will about Emmy. It’s clear that Banks and Em have a lot in common from the start, so I would assume that Will eventually comes around to her.

i really hope that banks understand, that rather than seeing this situation as "oh im unlikeable", she should adopt the idea of "who the fuck are these privileged entitled men think to have even a piece of me, then namecall me just because theyre not getting something out of me?"

Personally, I think Will loves Banks just as much as the other girls, besides Em. I can’t tell if he would have a softer spot for Winter, but if so, it could be because she’s easier to care for. Banks can be so no nonsense that it might be difficult for Will to play with her the same way.

I think they probably bicker a lot, and maybe even spar some. Out of all the boys, I HC that Will has the biggest muscles, or about even with Kai, so Banks likes to spar with him because it’s a good chance to practice with a bigger opponent. Will, of course, pulls his punches, but Banks is clever and can get around and under him for a leg sweep pretty quickly. Either way, they have fun, I think.

Because tbh, the michaelrikakaibanks bonus ruined not just banks, but ruined will for me too. Like where did he even gets all this audacity from?

Wait, ruined Will? How?

And your response to kaibanks stan anon about being quit about high school kai unless you gotta fight with them

Oh. I said that because they specifically said that Kaibanks was their favorite and I usually drop how much Kai has irritated me whenever I get the chance. But I don’t want to do that to their face. That’d just be mean. And truthfully, Kai with Banks I don’t mind so much. It’s Kai alone that can get on my nerves.

Thanks for the comment! Very curious about the Will thing.

-KO

[shina-moon-art]

People talk about Ann and Kuzan on this blog a lot could we have some headcanons of Ann and Mihawk I'm curious what you think of their dynamic/past...

Hello Anon you are now my favorite, I love Ann, I really do. She’s in my top three favorite characters I’ve ever designed but lord am I not a Kuzan enjoyer. I appreciate his character, and before getting involved in this fic I was just kinda meh about him, I still am but now it’s like your daughter dating some boy you don’t have any strong feelings towards but you want her to be happy so you don’t really say anything.

ANYWAY

hmm, Mihawk is a very interesting character to me and I’m gonna be taking a crack at writing him soon but for Ann? She was a challenge, just another swordsman to overcome. Honestly when they first met he was probably already stronger and better at the blade than her. As we’ve seen in the story already, Ann uses her blade both as an extension of herself and as a tool, but not the same way Mihawk does. Mihawk almost seems to treat himself as an extension of the blade rather than the opposite, most swordsman operate similarly even if they often say when teaching that the blade should feel like an extension of you. To be fair the line is a little blurry, when you get good enough the line where the weapon ends and you begin matters less and less. But anyway Ann was well… amateur at best, but she had two things going for her, she had amazing reflexes and brute strength.

So while she didn’t battle with the usual grace of a swordsman she was strong, strong enough that if he hadn’t been using Yoru (or any other graded blade) the blade probably would have snapped. Mihawk, confronted by a challenge not dictated by skill decided to quite simply beat sword knowledge into her. Ann learned most, if not all of her swordplay knowledge from Mihawk which, whenever the fact is brought up he will always say it was just a whim ( true, but he praised his own foresight to forge a worth opponent himself after Shanks lost his arm) and despite his lamentations of loosing such a rival, Ann’s desertion of the navy and subsequent joining of the red hairs means he still has an excuse to visit. (Both events he’s learn about long after they happened, as isolated as he is. The navy thought it better to not notify him of Ann’s status due to their knowledge of his opinion of her [a surface level opinion, a strong opponent yes, but that is not all he thinks of her].

It was only after he’d sailed into marineford demanding a duel that he found out what happened (dead they say, lost to the flaming shores of Ohara) what a joke he thinks, someone like her would not die from a dive into the sea. He was right of course, not that he’d tell the navy that, nor would he tell them of where he knew she would be. Garp was the one to tell him and if it weren’t for Mihawk’s natural disposition he may have actually laughed, he promptly called Garp a fool and left without another word.

Marine ships and bases were not so lucky however, it was obvious to anyone who knew him that he was going out of his way to destroy them, well, barely out of his way. To the marines it just seemed like he was more irate than usual (Sengoku assumes it’s at the loss of his marine sparring partner, Garp knows otherwise). Mihawk is not the kind of man to get upset over someone else’s honor, but Ann was one of the few who could actually contend with him and they had the gall to not only say she was dead but to brand her a traitor (not to mention that now he has to go searching for wherever Shanks had run off too EVERY time rather than just some of the time.

It’s late so im gonna stop here but I hope you enjoy!! Mihawk was another character where I was like yep he exists but I’ve read a couple really good fics that he’s in and well, he’s one of the favs now

[sparring-spirals]

imogen being drained by her rudimentary hold on her psychic abilites vs resorting to mind reading bc she just has to get answers to any question that pops in her head and she has a hard time w frustration vs relying on what causes her immense pain as her only way to trust that they're being honest even if it means risking learning something she really didn't want to vs being repeatedly told to announce herself by ppl who unknowingly don't announce themselves on the regular vs so much more

and to add onto my messy "imogen vs" ask idk if it's the right wording and this is pure projection but: the way her relationship to her powers is transpiring kinda makes me feel the same way my ocd makes me feel like idk it's very very interesting and fascinating to me. i'm not sure exactly how to put it and which exemples to give (the character limit doesn't help my rambly nature) so this is a bit of an empty ask but yeah.... anyways keep sharing your thoughts it's always interesting! take care

First of all: thank you! You take care of yourself too. :D

Secondly: Hmmmmm. Okay. Gonna be straightforward here, I'm not sure my askbox/this space is the best option/conduit for this particular ask/line of thought, if only because. I think there is something specific in this you are resonating with/prodding at that draws from you personally, that you're trying to puzzle out.

Which! Is generally a valid and fine way to engage with media and is how some excellent metas are written. I think a lot of Imogen's struggles and characterizations resonate with a variety of mental/physical struggles, and there are so many goddamn layers to read it with. (This excellent post by @mysticalspiders comes to mind).

But also, I am not you, and so I don't feel particularly confident in interpreting something that is serving as a catalyst for your thoughts, in part because I'm absolutely going to interpret it differently, which can land differently if you're drawing from a very personal place when interpreting it.

(You don't have to feel bad about it, or anything, this is also a more general PSA so folks are aware before sending in headcanons/more indulgent projections/extensive theories- not because I dislike them necessarily, but because. I take asks for me to provide Opinions Or Analysis on things.

I definitely interpret things My Way, which can be different than intended, or even a more general "I have no thoughts about this, actually", which can land unpleasantly when people are invested or personally invested in their line of thought.

So, largely to play it safe, I'm going to say here, and also more generally, that I might not engage as much with what I understand as largely indulgent/personal hcs/metas that come through my askbox).

That aside, to the first part alone, I will say that: Yeah Imogen's brain is almost certainly going through a number of tug-of-wars and damage control at all times, and it makes her a very, very fascinating character to pull apart and poke. Definitely feel you on that. 👌

[shinobuscanonwife]

Heyy!! Kikuo Anon is back :D (you did an amazing job on the Draco Malfoy request btw ^^)

Im just gonna send another one!! plus its another one of my favorite characters ^^ but just one question for fun, whats your favorite character? (Any character from any anime or shows) but anyways…!

Could i request Tengen + Wives with a S/O who has a Rosaria Personality from Genshin Impact?

(I’m just gonna give you this Link since im in a rus

I love her sm I've been a Rosaria main since ar 10 I don't have time to play as much but I log on every once and a while just to see Rosaria

Tw!! mentions of alcohol

You were seen as a rude loner who spends all of their free time drinking and some people found you a bit intimidating. However, Tengen and his wives absolutely adore you. Tengen thinks you are very flashy!! He could tell that you have been through a lot and the things you have been through are probably what causes you to act the way you do. You are quite skilled in killing and that's something Tengen is interested in. He asks if you have ever considered joining the demon slayer core. He's convinced if you join you'll become a Hashira pretty quickly. And he was right. Around 3 months after becoming a demon slayer you had met all the requirements to become a Hashira. Suma is a bit intimidated by you but after getting to know you she becomes quite comfortable with you and you both become quite close. You and Makio got along almost immediately. You two spar a lot with each other. Even if you beat her almost every time she's just happy that she has a sparring partner. Hina has a lot of respect for you. Especially after you became a Hashira after only 3 months after becoming a demon slayer. She never tries sparring with you but she watches you and Makio spar a lot and she's always impressed. Tengen doesn't like sparring with you for fear that he might hurt you but like Hina he likes watching you and Makio spar. "Haha!! both of you did great!! Cmon after a sparring session like that you must be thirsty let's go get some drinks!"

Thank you for your request!! I literally love Rosaria smmsmsms anyways have a nice day/night!

[ssahoodrathotchner]

heya 🕯anon here how are you?? im about to get school posting results so ive been watching more cm than healthy to distract myself

im at pleasure is my business, and every time i rewatch this episode i am reminded why its my favourite

everyone being thirsty for hotch??? same

the way megan eyed him up in the elevator, she didnt even know he was here to investigate her yet, she just saw a very good man in the elevator with her and decided mmm yes

the problemsolver hotch meets to clarify about the two statements?? the way she keeps eyeing him up is so funny to me, when she leans in close and Aaron looks up and stares off into the distance before leaning away slightly?? PEAK comedy

hellooooo !! how are you my darling

YES !!! PLEASURE IS MY BUSINESS IS SO SO SO SO GOOD !!!!!!!!!!! and also one of my favorite episodes 😁😁

love that the unsub is a hotch girl 😌 and i love all of their interactions omg megan kane is such an interesting person AND unsub which is lowkey rare on CM lmao

and hotch !! the !! entire !! episode !! literally so funny ?? saying “how am i a whore?” with a straight face ?? icon behaviour.

i also really loved getting to see hotch interact with lawyers in this ep because i think the CM writers should’ve drawn more on his time as a prosecutor and watching him verbally spar with others is always entertaining 🥰🥰

[fandomlit]

sunshine (percy jackson x reader)

requested by anon “Hey, just found you today! I was wondering if you might do a Percy x reader? Something fluffy and the reader is an artsy, music loving, child of Apollo? Percy sees her and suddenly has a new found interest in pottery or drawing or something. His friends (the seven + Nico, Will, and Reyna) notice he’s spending a lot of time at the arts center and call him out/convince him to ask her out. That kind of seems like a lot so no pressure but thank you anyway!”

summary the seven and friends are sick and tired of seeing you and percy tiptoe around your feelings, and decide to push you two together the best they can.

a/n this is super long and im not sorry in the least,, keep those requests coming y’all !!!

gif cred belongs to @pydiasterek​

���has anyone seen percy?” hazel asked, walking up to her friends with frank trailing behind her. “he said we’d be able to spar after lunch, but he didn’t even come to lunch.”

“probably at the arts center,” annabeth said, smirking to herself as she flipped the page of her book.

“arts center?” hazel repeated, furrowing her brow. “since when has percy been interested in the arts?”

“since he caught sight of y/n l/n,” jason snickered, his friends joining his chuckles.

“who’s that?” frank asked.

“apollo girl,” leo said, wiggling his eyebrows as the two romans joined their friends under the tree were lounging under. “she’s super talented. percy walked by the arts center and legitimately did a double-take when he saw her. i didn’t know people actually did that.”

“are they dating?” hazel asked innocently.

“of course not,” reyna said, not looking up from where she was shining her sword. 

“well, why not?” hazel asked, looking around at her friends.

they all looked around, no one seeming to have an answer.

“maybe we should help them,” piper suggested. they all looked to the aphrodite child, who began to smirk. “you know, push ‘em together a bit. couldn’t hurt.”

and that’s how it started.

“hey, percy!” jason called out. the sea demigod had just entered the arena. jason waved his friend over to him. “you up for some sparring?”

“sure thing!” percy called back, heading toward him. as he approached, he caught sight of you spinning a spear near where jason was waiting. he watched you swing toward leo, who immediately whimpered and cowered. you giggled.

“ready?” jason asked. percy’s gaze snapped back to him.

“yeah,” he said, nodding. they both got into their stances before charging at each other. as they sparred, percy glanced back every now and again to watch you and leo fight, you easily overpowering the hephaestus child. one of those times percy glanced over his shoulder, jason took the opportunity to catch him off guard, making percy stumble as he countered and fall back. but before he could hit the ground, something hard dug into his back.

he opened his eyes to see you standing over him with a smirk. “well, hello, water boy,” you said, shaking your head. percy offered you a sheepish smile. he realized it was the butt of your spear digging into his back, holding him up.

“uh... hi,” he breathed. you giggled, pushing your spear forward to held stand him up straight. he turned to you with an embarrassed smile as you leaned against your weapon. “good catch.”

“thanks,” you hummed. “maybe you should stick to swimming, water boy.”

“maybe you should stick to singing, sunshine,” percy retorted, crossing his arms. you let out a scoff, followed by a laugh.

“sunshine?” you repeated. “now that’s just lazy.”

“and water boy isn’t?” he retorted. jason and leo shared looks as you two continued to tease each other, slowly moving away to leave you two alone. they weren’t surprised when they found out nothing ended up happening.

the next day, annabeth invited you to join them around the campfire after dinner, hoping to at least get you and percy to realize the other’s feelings. when you arrived, they all greeted you warmly.

“who invited you, sunshine?” percy joked as you took the seat next to him on one of the seating logs surrounding the fire.

“someone who doesn’t think of such lazy nicknames, merman,” you tutted, shaking your head. he scoffed as you winked at annabeth. 

you all talked for the longest while, telling stories and jokes and enjoying each other’s company. while you two may have not noticed, the rest of the group noticed that you and percy had gravitated closer together during the time you two sat around the fire, your thighs almost pressed completely together after just an hour.

“im gonna call it a night,” will yawned, standing and stretching. nico had slung his jacket over the boy’s shoulders a while ago. 

“that’s my cue, too,” nico sighed, standing after his boyfriend. will grabbed his hand with a smile before turning and pointing at you.

“don’t get back too late, missy,” he teased, winking at you.

“i know the rules, william,” you scoffed teasingly. he chuckled and the couple waved goodnight to the rest of the group. reyna, hazel, frank, and piper followed soon after. that left annabeth, jason, percy, and you around the fire.

“you’re not tired yet, water boy?” you hummed, looking over at percy.

“no,” he shrugged, looking down at you. “are you?”

you shrugged in return, stifling a yawn. “i won’t go to bed until you do.”

“that’s not a good rule to live by,” percy laughed.

“why not?” you grinned, quirking an eyebrow.

“well, you know how im great at a lot of things?”

“you are?”

“i am,” he confirmed in a soft tone that made you giggle. he grinned down at you. “but uh, the one thing im not very good at is sleeping.”

you hummed. “that’s tragic. maybe you should just sleep.”

“you know, i didn’t think of that.”

“i figured as much,” you tsked. neither of you noticed that annabeth and jason had snuck off, leaving you two to flirt and tease alone. the only evident product of success from that night was seeing you return percy’s sweatshirt the next morning. they took that as a small victory.

the kicker was when you were all playing a game of paranoia in jason’s cabin. you were all sat around in a circle on the cleared out floor when piper had sneakily proposed the game. you were all for it. to make sure they could manipulate the game to go their way, the group had separated you and percy. you rested your head in leo’s lap and draped your legs across jason. annabeth caught percy’s stare when you had first looked into leo’s eyes and grinned as you settled in.

“i’ll start,” piper proposed. she leaned over to whisper in nico’s ear. the boy considered, looking around the circle as piper leaned back with a smile.

“annabeth,” he answered. “for sure.” said girl flipped the coin she held. they all watched it land on heads.

“reveal!”

“the question was ‘who do you think would get away with murder’,” piper snickered.

“yeah, that’s about right.”

“i believe it.”

“honestly, she probably has already.” you all turned to the athena child in question. she shrugged easily.

“that’s a woman’s secret,” was all she said, making you all laugh. the game continued on and more laughs were shared. then, it was time for annabeth to whisper to percy.

“lay it on me,” percy sighed as annabeth leaned over, making you all chuckle. percy bit his lip as annabeth leaned away with a not-so-secretive smirk. he kept his gaze trained on the floor in front of him as he considered. he turned to annabeth and asked, “why is this so hard?” you all chuckled as she shrugged.

“gotta answer, though.”

he sighed, still not looking up as he answered, “y/n.”

you blinked in surprise as your friends erupted in whistles. you watched annabeth flip the coin and your heart dropped as it landed on tails.

“damn,” you muttered. they all laughed and you joined. “i really wanted to know!”

the game continued on until it was leo’s turn to whisper to you. you sat up so he could whisper quietly in your ear.

you shivered as he leaned away. “sorry, i got chills.” you laid back down as you considered and they laughed. you smiled to yourself before answering, “will.”

leo nodded. “flip.” the coin landed on heads.

“i asked who the hottest guy in the room was,” leo grinned.

“sun child vibes!” you exclaimed, throwing up peace signs as will cheered. “no? no one? okay.” you leaned forward to whisper to will as they laughed. percy couldn’t help but feel a little disappointed. 

the circle went around again, and when it was back to percy, he braced himself for a similar question to the one he received last time. he sighed as he leaned away from annabeth.

“i gotta go with y/n again,” he said, shaking his head.

“i didn’t know we were playing favorites,” jason scoffed, making you all laugh.

“what can i say, sparky?” you sighed dramatically. “you’ve been replaced.” jason placed an offended hand on his heart as you turned to annabeth. “flip, please.”

percy wanted to walk into the ocean when the coin landed on heads, making the circle ‘oo’ and laugh. “uh, i was asked who the prettiest girl in the room was.” he scratched the back of his neck and blushed. you opted to blush as well instead of saying anything as the group burst into ‘aww’s and leo started cheering.

after another few rounds, you all decided to call it a night before dionysus or some other unfathomable thing came to break up your makeshift party.

“can i walk you to your cabin?” you turned to see percy standing with his hands in his pockets.

you gave him a smile. “sure thing, barnacle boy.” he rolled his eyes at the nickname as you two walked out of the zeus cabin.

after a minute of silence, you broke, “so, you think im pretty?” he blushed.

“i was hoping you wouldn’t remember that.”

“who do you think i am?”

you both laughed as he scratched the back of his neck. “well, yeah, i guess. beautiful is a better word for it, though.” you smiled as you both stopped before the steps of the apollo cabin. you knew will was probably watching from the window, but you didn’t care. you only cared about the demigod in front of you at that moment.

“wanna know the question i answered you for?” you hummed. he nodded. you smiled, looking into his sea green eyes as you recited, “‘who would you kiss out of everyone here?’”

his eyebrows shot up, as did his heart rate. “really?” you nodded with your usual easy smile. he looked away from your prying eyes for a second to nod and absorb the exciting information. he looked back down at you and started, “can i-”

“please,” you answered with a laugh, eyes closed as you cut him off. he smiled and leaned down slowly to press his lips to yours gently. he pulled away after a moment. your eyes met his and nothing was said before he leaned down again, this time his hands settling on your waist as you wrapped your arms around his neck. 

the kiss was more intense this time, both of you spilling all of the thoughts and feelings and tension you had held in since you first met onto the other’s lips. and it was nothing short of euphoric. 

but not euphoric enough to drown out the cheers of your friends from all around you two.

[saturndivine]

Can we take a moment to appreciate how adorable Scorpio placements get when they’re excited or interested in something? They don’t seem to want to show it as often as other signs. This Scorpio stellium and I were talking about prison reform and he was just fascinated in hearing my opinion (not just his) and he got so happy with our chat and kept like encouraging the verbal sparring and stuff. He legitimately couldn’t stop smiling- he usually smirks. He even kept complimenting me. It was so cute!

you are more than correct anon, It's upsetting as a Scorpio placement being seen so thoroughly yet thrilling??? as a scorpio sun/mercury i like to hide my interests (yes we scorpios are messes) and honestly dont reveal too much about myself but if you get me started on something im interested in.... its over. but scorpios are the sign thats like “i dont care about anything” yet we care about everything. so ya, scorpios hate small talk, love talking about real issues and thats how you win them over. 

[violetnotez]

HC: BNHA Boys x Aizawa’s Daughter! Reader

Anonymous: Hello, Can I request headcanon for Todoroki, Bakugou and Midoriya who is dating Aizawa's daughter? She is in class 1-A but has a Quirk different from his

Hello anon! Im super sorry but I only did Shoto and Bakugo because of how long I made them- I hope you dont mind!

*Important Note: kinda backstory-ish so the HC’s make sense-basically y/n is adopted by Aisawa from a young age and she ironically has a quirk that intensifies other quirks

Alrightie thats all I wanted to add- hope you enjoy!

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SHOUTO

Aizawa totally saw that you two liked each other- you were his daughter, like of course he sees this!

Whenever Shouto would talk to you, your face would become a soft shade of pink and your nervousness would come out- you’d stumble over words, bite your lip, brush your hair behind you ears- the works

Shouto as well- it wasn’t as obvious, but he definitely acted different towards you

One time when Shoto was having a difficult time learning how to get out of zip ties (a strange little side lesson by Midnight- she wanted to show the class how to get out of a kidnapping situation in which Kaminari kept yelling out “this is sooooo kinky!” 

Jirou of course slapped him, which made Aizawa stifle a laugh)

Since you had always been around heroes most of your life, you were taught well in combat and self defense skills

Aizawa watched interested as you helped Todoroki, his face becoming tinted in red and his tone softer

After you had left to do your own assignment, Aizawa had caught Shoto just staring down at his hands in amazement as if he couldn’t believe what just happened

That’s when Aizawa knew you two liked each other

He really was okay with it though-most others would have thought the hero would be over the top protective, but with Shoto-he was a good kid, kinda quiet, had a darker past than most his age but-Aizawa knew Todoroki would never intentionally hurt you.

It took a few long,grueling months for Shoto to finally ask you out, and when he did, Aizawa could only feel relieved-because Jesus Christ he’d been just waiting for you two to just start dating already!

The only thing he was worried about was-well- Shoto’s father

He knew of Endeavor, never personally, just because of the fact that Aizawa never cared for the hero

He saw him as arrogant, rude, and blinded by his own personal agenda- he also knew of Shoto’s distatse for his father, which he knew had to be for a good reason

Shoto and Aisawa had both warned you of his father, with Shoto revealing his dark childhood to you and Aizawa warning you to not cross Endeavor’s path because of his entitled nature

You and Todoroki had no intention of telling his father of your relationship, until the day when you had mistakenly visited Todoroki’s house when his father was home

Was EXTREMELY awkward

Endeavor was not kind to you- in fact he was cold and unforgiving in what he said around you

Endeavor really was flabbergasted- how could his son be wasting his time over some girl? He was also disappointed in his choice- Endeavor found your quirk to be mediocre, since he had noticed you at the Sport’s Festival. He noted that your quirk was essentially only useful to others, nothing flashy about it at all- what a waste

Why couldn't Shoto find someone with more power to add to his family’s already strong gene pool?.

 Yes, he knew you were Aizawa’s daughter- but not even of blood- and even if you were, he wouldnt accept you two going out together

He also went on to say that Shoto should be focusing on his training, not on some little crush

 basically stated you weren't good enough for his family or son

Shoto quickly left with you, trying to reassure as much as possible that what his old man said was not true, and that he loved you no matter what

Did you kinda cry? Yes. And did Todoroki and Aizawa wanna kick Endeavor’s ass? Also a yes

You and Todoroki continued to go out with Aizawa backing you two up, even if Shoto got into a few arguments over you with his father

One day Aizawa was supervising a team building exercise, where it was pairs of two against two. You and Shoto were on one side, while Bakugo and Deku were on the other.

Endeavor had chosen to come to UA  that day to see how his son was improving, looking down at disdain that he was still courting you

Aizawa was not particularly happy having to deal with Endeavor- he knew he was judging your every move, every punch you landed, every mistake you made

You were very good at hand to hand combat though, even without a flashy quirk- as Bakugo and Shoto were sparring, you were taking Izuku head on, making him sweat a little, even with his own quirk against yours.

Endeavor still gave you the biggest dirty look ever

Aiszawa about to throw hands ngl

Then something happened- Izuku was able to finally land a hit on you, using his quirk to launch you back a few feet. You tumbled into the dirt, Todoroki running to see if you were okay.

“What is he doing?!” Endeavor grunted out in frustration, “Why is he-”

You strangely put out your hand, and Todoroki touched it. Endeavor was furious, seeing this as some form of weakness-

Todoroki then turned around, his quirk improving ten fold. Endeavor had never seen anything like it- Shoto had made an ice blast, larger than anyone he had ever seen- even from the Sports Festival.

It was-well- it was even better than his own quirk

 Aizawa looked at Endeavor’s clearly shocked face with a smug expression.

Hell yeah this scum bag now knows his daughter is freaking awesome

But then Endeavor’s mind started to race- clearly your quirk had some merit. If you and Shoto could produce a child with that much power on its own, hell, his family line would forever be the #1 hero!

He grinned at the thought, turning to Aizawa, a little too cheerful

“That’s your daughter, uh-” he searched for your name, “y/n, correct-”

“Dont even start,” Aisawa cut him off, making Endeavor pissed as he walked down to the training grounds quietly to go check up on you.

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BAKUGO

Bakugo at first was very intimidated by you and was kind of an ass towards you

He knew you had a really useful quirk and was kinda scared of that

He also was so terrfied because he was starting to get the first symptoms of a crush and was too stupid to even admit to it

Classic “I like you so Im going to be mean to you” situation

Wouldn constantly say you only got into UA because of your Dad’s reputation as a Pro Hero/ Teacher

Aizawa would hear about this and would be so mortified- he was worried this would happen when going to UA, and he was extremely angry at Bakugou

But he felt that if he intervened, it would make the situation worse and confirm the rude things Bakugo was saying

You also reassured him that you were okay (even though the rude comments hurt you slightly) but you’d get over it

It just made you upset that Bakugo didnt even want to know you- you thought he was kinda cute even though he could be rude

I fully believe Aizawa (in times of crisis) would consult Midnight and Present Mic for parental advice because its gotta be tough raising a child on your own

Midnight offered to put you and Bakugo together on the next training exercise, so Bakugo would be forced to talk to you and realize you weren't so bad

AIsawa thought about it long and hard and finally agreed- he was scared Bakugo would go and be a jerk to you, but he knew you were capable of dealing with his antics

When Midnight read off the pairings that day, you were both mortified- you because you would have to be stuck with the hot head that hated your guts, while Katsuki was freaking out inside

He was going to act like an idiot around you- what the hell was Midnight thinking?!

Once you two got in the mock city set up for the training exercise, you couldn't even say a word to each other

‘All Bakugo grunted out was, “Just stay out of my way.” and trudged off

“You idiot!” you called out, “we have to work together or we fail-”

Just then, the exercise started and a giant training robot was coming after you- Bakugo feebly tried to blast it, but his flames were too short to even reach the monster

‘Let me help!” you called out, reaching for his hands- you quirk only worked if you could touch the person.

He shrugged off your advances- Jesus Christ if you saw he was getting flustered-

“Hell no!” he yelled out in panic, “Im not letting a little prick like you-”

You grabbed his face between your hands, letting your Quirk transfer to him and making his cheeks bright red

You had never even seen Bakugo so speechless- he looked like a deer in headlights

“Use your quirk!” you yelled out, hiding behind him- you didnt know how powerful his quirk would become, but with experience, you knew it was about to become intense

He shook his head, trying to clear himself of the feeling of your skin on his- it was intoxicating, even though it was only for a few seconds- and why was your presence so irritatingly calming and distracting at the same damn time?! 

His heart was beating so fast, feeling your frame hiding behind him

He smirked, feeling you quirk course through is veins, and raised his arm to shoot a blast of fire at the machine

Instantly, a gigantic explosion of flames leaped out of his hands, shocking him

He instantly grounded his feet, trying to keep up with the power coming out of his hands

The blast went farther than anything he had ever produced (even his signature AP shot), licking up the side of the machine and burning it to a crisp

He looked at his hands and back at you, his heart thumping as you grabbed his shoulders in happiness and wrapping him into an impulsive hug

“We did it Bakugou!” you yelled out cheerfully

He just couldn't stop staring- why did you look so goddamn pretty?

“....Thanks...I guess your quirk is good enough for UA....”  he mumbled out, looking away from you as he said it

You stared at him in shock- did he just- compliment you?

You two instantly won the training exercise, and after that, Bakugo neve bothered you- in fact he kinda just ignored you, like you didnt even exist

He just still couldnt get over the fact that you had touched him, and how he felt when you touched you, seeing those pretty eyes of yours stare into his-

One day Kirihsima caught Bakugo staring at you as you sparred with Izuku, obvious fury in his eyes

“You okay man?” he asked, sitting next to Bakugo

All he did was grunt as the obvious blush grew 

Kirishima would not STOP bothering him to ask you out after that- it was so annoying to him

“Can you shut up? I dont like her?” slowly turned into “Okay you ass I get it I need to ask her out!”

You were always the last to leave class, since you always talk to your dad before you go off to lunch

And Bakugo took note of this

You had thought that the hallway was completely empty, only to see Bakugo resting against  a locker, his arms folded and his head slumped down

“Hey Bakugo!” you greeted kindly, a little nervous- you really didnt know where you two stood as far as relationships go- were you enemies, rivals, acquittances, friends? 

With Bakugo, who the hell knew.

 “Mr. Aisawa is in classroom if you needed help with something, sorry I took so long-”

“I actually-” he gulped slightly, stuffing his hands into his pockets, “I wanted to talk to you.”

Your heart started to pick up in speed- what was this all about?

“Uh, sure, what is it?” you asked politely, walking closer to him. You grabbed onto your backpack strap, gripping hard- you felt like you could float away at any moment, your nerves making your body go haywire.

“I know Ive been an ass,” he started, “and I havent talked to you much, but would you- maybe-uh...uhm..shit!” he cursed as he fumbled on his words, his cheeks a cherry red

You giggled, your face now too hitting up- was this really happening? Was he really going to ask you out?

‘Are you trying to ask me-” you started, but Bakugo instantly cut you off

“Shut up baka I was going to say it!”

“Say what, exactly?” Right at perfect time, Aizawa walked by, standing in front of your two blushing faces, asking in a colder tone than usual.

Bakugo instantly cursed everything in existence- why the hell did his teacher, your dad, show up right now?!

You two both stared at him, not knowing what to do- 

Aizawa was practically staring daggers into Bakugo- fear riddled in Aizawa’s stomach. Bakugo, the most arrogant boy in his class, liked you? He say you as his sweet, innocent little girl- would this hot head destroy that image of you? And a boy who was so cruel to you- you looked ready to even say yes to him after everything he called you!

He had vaguely remembered having a conversation like this with Midnight, in which she tried to explain that most boys who had crushes would react to them with anger in which to cover up their true feelings

To be honest, Aizawa thought it was a boat full of crap until now- now he realized this was why Bakugo had terrorized you so much- but he couldn't get over the fact of how rude he was to you so many weeks back

“Bakugo, I suggest you go to lunch before I send you to the principal’s office for using language like that on school grounds- especially towards my daughter,” he stated cruelly, his eyes cold and menacing. 

Bakugo stared at him, debating whether to yell something back at him- but thinking better of it, he merely just sulked, it taking everything in him to keep his mouth shut.

“Come, y/n, I’ll pick you up something up to eat from the teacher’s lounge,” Aisawa commanded softly to you, just wanting you to stay away from Bakugo for as long as possible.

As you were walking behind Aisawa, you caught a look of Bakugo sulking, looking absolutely defeated

Your heart broke for your crush, and right as your eyes met, you turned around, walking backwards slightly to mouth him a quick ‘Yes” and a smile, watching as a small grin form on Bakugo’s red cheeks

Yeah, your dad did not agree about it at first, but after he realized Bakugo loved you as much as he did and was ready to protect you with his whole life, Aisawa’s walls did melt - slightly

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[hanniejji]

can't forget

[ tokito muichiro x y/n ]

anon: omg hi! may i req a scenario for mui crushing on reader then one day when he was with the pillars they saw her training and talked abt how she has a lot of potential to be a pillar. but they didnt know her name and while they were talking about her they saw the blush on mui's cheeks when he saw her. when they asked for her name and mui says her name the pillars get shocked and asked how he remembers her name he says "ive never forgotten her face" then the pillars help him confess. thank youu!

note: im very sorry bubs i didn't know how to end this :(( | m.list

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"how's the group of little demon slayers doing?" rengoku excitedly the other pillars, joining them in watching the few other demon slayers that are gathering in the big space outside the headquarters. 

"the better question, is why are you late?" 

"i got hold up on a mission!" 

"you sound happy for another reason," uzui teased, but didn't take his eyes off of the group, "some of them look promising." 

sanemi rolled his eyes, "they're just a pack of weak kids."

muichiro wanted to interrupt from beside them all, but his eyes were trained on one person only. there were a few demon slayers who were sparring each other at the side. some were just standing near, watching the others spar. one of them caught muichiro's attention the moment they entered the headquarter.

"they're just a bunch of egoistic weaklings."

"listen here, little slayer!" 

the nine seniors turned their heads to were the loud boisterous voice came from. a boy, about the same height as sanemi, with a smug look on his face, stood in front of another demon slayer. they were a bit surprised from the guy's outburst, small in height and they were kind of slim.

"i heard from the others that you're stronger than any of us here," the smug guy scoffed at the curious look on the small one. 

"well, that depends on how they see it, i guess?" 

they're adorable, what the pillars thought. 

"you? with that small and slim body of yours? how did you even passed the final selection? you look too easy to break apart." 

"oi, arata, don't provoke them!"

"spar with me, little slayer! im sure you won't last a second with me," the smug guy, arata, smirked at the other slayer, "let's see how 'strong and undefeatable' you really are."

"see what i told you about egotistic kids?" sanemi groaned, about to get off of his place to teach arata a lesson when shinobu placed a hand on his shoulder. 

"let them do what they want," she mused, "im sure no one minds a little entertainment, right?" 

muichiro's so close to cutting arata into half, but he knew there's no need to, when the so called 'little slayer' happily accepted the challenge. his cheeks flushed a hit at their cute smile. this didn't escaped mitsuri's hawk-like eyes, who's genuinely confused about the color on his cheeks. 

"i was hoping to get some rest after my mission," the challenged slayer complained, taking their haori off and handing it to their friends, who look like they were more happy to watch them beat someone's ass. the two slayers went up to the sparring ground, both holding wooden swords and on a fighting stance. 

the pillars watch in interest, expecting a long and immature fight. well, all except for muichiro, he already knows who will win this fight. 

once the drum sounded off, the fight had ended in just five seconds.

"what just happened?" iguro squinted at the now groaning arata on the ground, pinned by the smaller person on top of them. 

"i don't think they even use their sword," giyuu said from the corner. 

"that's a promising slayer right there!" rengoku cheered, "i want to know their name!" 

"unfortunately, i don't have a single clue about them," shinobu pouts. 

they watched as the winner went off the stage, wore their haori, and spoke to their friends as if nothing happened.

"we should just go ask them their name!" 

"they have the potential to be a pillar, if i do say so myself," gyomei complimented, "that kind of skill takes years to practice and to perfect."

"serves that brat right!" 

"so no one really knows their name?" uzui complains, "you're all useless." 

"l/n y/n." 

all of their eyes went to muichiro who was currently staring at the y/n, his cheeks still a little red.

oh, i see, mitsuri giggled. 

"how did you know?" 

"how did you even remember?" 

"no, why do you know?" 

muichiro frowns at the attention, looking away from them but still answering in a small voice, "i've never forgotten their face. at first, they just started to look familiar, but now i can't forget their name."

mitsuri giggled at this, jumping from her spot, "you like them!" 

"i don't." 

"yes you do! your cheeks are burning! beside, you've been staring at them ever since they arrived, i just couldn't figure out where you were looking at, but it's definitely in their direction!" she shook the poor boy's shoulder, her high pitched squeals catching the attention of a few slayers, "you like them~" 

muichiro groaned in frustration, deciding to ignore her. 

"so, why won't you confess?" uzui nudged his elbow, "step up your game, tokitooo."

"who knew tokito-san has someone he likes."

"go confess!" 

"i refuse."

"but it's better to get those feelings out of your chest than to let them grow! you'll become sad!" 

"go away." 

[ddarker-dreams]

omg what do u think ab izaya as a character? personally IM IN LOVE WITH THIS MAN DESPITE ALL OF THE DAMAGE HES DONE IN IKEBUKURO, but like there's something ab his character dynamic i just absolutely LOVE. idk if it's his twisted nature or his complicated personality, but i rlly grew to love him so much since season 1. i'm trying to understand his concept of humans and his intentions behind a lot of the things he's caused for ppl. ik some situations he actually means well but comes off as harsh

anon you are very brave asking me for character analysis, another Passion of mine, 

i’ve done my best to understand izaya so i could have an easier time writing him. izaya orihara’s main motivation seems to be planting and nourishing seeds of doubt and watching the chaos that unfolds as a result, content with the fact he played a part in creating the havoc that ensues. at his core, i consider izaya to be a very lonely and almost pathetic person. attention is a motivator for many, but unlike people who solely desire positive attention and try to avoid negative the negative at all costs, izaya thrives in both. 

that’s what makes him an interesting little weasel. our natural defense as people when our core values are being attacked is to go into fight-or-flight. the people izaya interact with will often choose fight, whether it to a last-ditch effort to spite him or to salvage their pride. the problem is the common tactics that those characters use, that we as the audience can sympathize with, just don’t work on him. it’s kind of jarring to see, i think, since we can picture ourselves reacting in a similar way to whatever character is verbally sparring with izaya. 

we’d likely ask the same questions in their situation, or have asked those questions while watching izaya running around messing people’s lives up. questions like,

“Why is he doing this?”

it’s human nature to try and understand the unknown. we empathize with the characters confronting izaya, and as a result, are left in a similar state of confusion when he doesn’t provide a sound answer. izaya will either continue provoking them, or in some cases, give the simple answer that we find so frustrating. that he loves humans (or humans responses to unpredictable situations, to be exact). it’s an answer, but not the one we wanted, since it’s so abstract. 

ANYWAYS . that’s also why i consider him an interesting yandere. since there are so many tactics a darling would use that simply... just don’t work on him. even if izaya’s darling called him out for just being a miserable, lonely, fake deep ass he’d probably just shrug it off and be like lol true. frustrating weasel man >:(