#and instead of just killing her he's like 'Cutie!' and immediately decides to make her his daughter

[wonder-queen-123]

Just Let Me Die! MHA x Depressed Self Harming Suicidal Reader

You’ve been through a lot in your life. Your family constantly fights, and sometimes it gets physical; you have two older siblings, and they constantly hit you. Your oldest brother Joshua more often than not uses you as his personal punching bag, while your other sibling encourages Josh.

Your dad has shoved you against the wall a handful of times already, and has thrown at least three empty beer bottles at you. Your whole life has been like this, and to make matters worse, you’re being bullied at school.

Constantly shoved into the lockers, sometimes even being stuck in one; water, paint, soda, etc. being poured on your head, and of course, every so often, would have at least one person trying to hit you with their quirk.

You start to question why you’ve put up with this for so long, why you allow people to do these kinds of things to you.

**Sidenote: at one point during you being bullied, your main bully [Bakugo, of course] tells you that you don’t have a life, and if you want him to stop bullying you then you should just kill yourself….to which you actually take into consideration….and attempt it. As the bullying gets worse, you attempt to kill yourself again and again and again.**

One day, you decided you had enough of your life, so you started looking and thinking about what you could do to cope with everything….that’s when it suddenly hit you.

You remembered that your dad kept a box of different sized razors in his room, so one day you walked in, and took it. You also took a pack of cigarettes that your mom had, along with a few of her lighters.

You then went back to your room, and locked the door. You sat on the floor in the middle of your room, rolled up both of your sleeves, and unbuttoned your pants just enough to access your thighs.

You first brought the lighter to your wrists, and began to slowly burn, before moving to your thighs. After that, you took the pack of cigarettes, and took one out, and lit it.

You took a few puffs, then placed the end of the cigarette on your hand, and let it burn for about two minutes before removing it. You then took out one of the blades from the box, and began cutting both of your wrists, and thighs. You then put the cigarette out, and hid everything under your bed.

Deku was the first one to notice your self harm marks, specifically the burn on your hand, and cuts and burns on your wrists.

The two of you were training together, when your sleeve had slid up slightly. That distracted Deku long enough for you to knock him on his feet, and instead of getting up almost immediately after like he had been doing, he sat on the ground, looking up at you.

You didn’t notice that your sleeve had slid up, nor did you realize that Deku saw your scars. As you started approaching him, he thought he saw something just barely sticking out of your pocket.

He didn’t get a good look at it, but all he saw was something that looked like metal. “P-Puppy?” He stammered, looking at you. “Wh-what’s in your pocket? Also….what happened to your arm? Did Kaachan do something to you? Did he or Todoroki burn you by accident?”

Your heart almost immediately dropped, and you looked over at Deku. “Um…i-it’s nothing, Midoriya. Do-do you want to continue training? Or we can call it a day if you want.” You said, looking at him nervously.

Btw, some of your classmates had nicknames for you.

**Class 1A’s nicknames for you:**

Deku: Puppy, Smiley

Todoroki: Snowflake

Kirishima: Cutie, Pebble, (possibly Gemstone)?

Denki: Sparks, and Sparkplug

Tsu: Froglet, Lilypad, Lily

Mina: (Miss/Mr.) Smiles

Bakugo: [this one might seem more like an insult, but Smiling Freak]

Everyone else…apart from Grape Boy: N/N (Your nickname)

Deku looked at you with concern in his eyes. “Puppy, please talk to me. What’s wrong?” He said. You didn’t want to talk about anything at the moment, so you just brushed him off.

“Nothing, Deku. I think…I’m done training for the day. I’ll see you later.” You said, as you started walking away. “Wait!” Deku called out after you, but you continued on your way.

You didn’t want anyone knowing that you were self harming, or about your home life….at least, not yet.

As you walked away, Deku watched you, his kind-hearted gaze following you until you had gone out of sight. Little did you know, Deku wasn't one to give up easily, especially when someone he cared about was hurting.

He desperately wanted to help, but he knew he couldn't force you to confide in him. He understood that opening up about your struggles was a personal decision that only you could make.

But that didn't stop Deku from brainstorming ways he could offer support without prying or making you feel uncomfortable. He decided to start by subtly checking in on you, sending you small messages of encouragement and letting you know that he was there for you whenever you needed.

*’Im fine, Midoriya. You can stop worrying so much. Besides, it’s not important; and there’s other things that you should be focusing on and worrying about…such as hero training, and working to become a future hero. Don’t worry about me, I’m completely fine.’* You texted, not wanting to worry anymore about your problems.

Midoriya read the text, understanding your attempt to brush off his concern. Since he was so analytical, he was able to almost immediately see right through your text, but since he knew that you weren’t going to open up to him that easily, he thought that there was only one other thing he could do.

A few days later after him seeing your self harm marks, he knew he couldn’t keep it a secret and had to do something. He decided that whether you wanted him to or not, he was going to let Aizawa know that something was going on with you.

Once Aizawa was informed, he slowly started piecing together all the signs he noticed as well. “Thanks for letting me know, Midoriya. I’ll keep an eye on them, and please let me know if you notice anything else that seems off about them. I’ll talk to the principal and Hizashi and see what we can do.” Aizawa said, looking at Midoriya.

Once Deku left the classroom, he thought he noticed you heading towards the entrance of the school, so he decided to follow you and see what you would do.

He was surprised when he got outside to find you walking towards the dorms with Sero. It seemed like the two of you were talking about something, but Deku couldn’t hear what was being said.

“Hey, are you okay? What’s going on? You’ve been acting a little weird lately. Is everything alright?” Sero asked, looking at you, concern laced in his voice.

You looked away, and mumbled something. “What was that? Could you say that again, but a little louder?” Sero asked, looking at you.

Once the three of you made it inside Heights Alliance, you thought that Sero was going to ask more questions that you didn’t want to answer yet, so you looked away again, becoming slightly uncomfortable with the questions.

Sero stopped with the questions, and watched as you headed towards the stairs, eyes glued to the floor.

He, along with everyone else in the common room, were confused on what was going on, but knew better than to ask at the moment.

Once you got to your room, you got the box of razor blades out from under your bed, and made sure that you locked your door. You then rolled up both of your sleeves, and began cutting.

You soon got a text from both Bakugo and Monoma telling you that tomorrow morning they were going to be shoving you in a locker, and pour paint on you while walking to class.

You sighed deeply, and began cutting even deeper.

*‘Hey, you do realize what this weekend is…right? This weekend is the one weekend that me, you, and Josh are supposed to hang out. Also, me and Josh have the perfect place in mind. A fighting arena. Me and Josh have already signed up, but your names not on the list to fight. You’ve got a special job this weekend. You better come….or else!’* Your older sibling texted you.

You already knew what your part in the fight was; being your sibling’s personal punching bag, and punch dummy. Overwhelmed with everything that happened today, you put the blood stained razor blade away, and sat on your bed, silently crying hysterically.

You were rocking back and forth, unsure of why your family was the way it was. After a little while, you remembered what Bakugo had told you a handful of times already.

Without hesitation, you got off your bed, and walked over to your closet. You hated your life, and just wanted to die already, so you grabbed the rope that was in the very back of your closet, and immediately tied a noose.

You quickly sent a text to Midoriya saying that you were happy for all the memories you have made since starting UA, and that you were sorry. You then stood atop your desk, and tied the rope to the ceiling fan, and put the noose around your neck.

Without hesitation, you stepped off your desk, and let yourself fall. You immediately started to hang, and it would’ve been successful, had Deku not told Kiri, and a few others to go with him to check on you.

With the door being locked, Kiri wasted no time in breaking the door open, and immediately saw you. He, along with the others screamed in horror at the sight in front of them, and then Kiri ran over to you, and immediately cut the rope, causing you to fall instantly.

Deku then got the rope off of your neck, and tossed it to the side. Your classmates realized that you were still alive, just unconscious. Deku immediately called Aizawa, and told him that he was bringing you to Recovery Girl.

Aizawa was alarmed by Deku's urgent call and instructed him to hurry to Recovery Girl's office, promising to meet him there immediately.

As he rushed towards Recovery Girl's office, Deku held you carefully in his arms, his heart pounding with worry. Upon arriving at Recovery Girl’s office, Deku immediately realized Aizawa was already inside talking to Recovery Girl.

Deku ran in, and carefully set you on one of the beds. Both heroes looked at him worriedly, and asked what happened.

Deku took a deep breath, his voice wavering as he explained that he had found you hanging from your ceiling fan.

As he was explaining what he thought had happened, both heroes looked between him and you. “And when I found them, they had already fell unconscious. Kirishima got them down, and I got the rope off from around their neck.”

Recovery Girl healed you, and told Aizawa and Deku that you were going to be fine. “Midoriya, do you know what happened before they went to their room?” Aizawa asked, looking at Deku.

Deku swallowed hard, his eyes filled with concern as he replied, "I'm not entirely sure, but earlier today they seemed more withdrawn than usual. I noticed that they were talking to Sero earlier, but I didn’t hear much of what was said. All I did hear was Sero ask Y/n if they were okay and what was going on.”

Aizawa nodded, and asked Deku to keep a close eye on you from now on.

Once Friday rolled around, you were dreading going home because you knew what was going to be happening over the next two days, and you also knew what would happen if you didn’t show up.

You texted your siblings in a group chat saying that you weren’t going to be part of the fight, and that you weren’t going to be their punch dummy any longer.

Both of your siblings started threatening you over text, and said that if you didn’t show up for their fight, then you would have hell to pay.

*’You two assholes don’t know the definition of hell. God, I could tell you what hell really is, but we’d be here all damn day! My whole life has been hell; the two of you constantly ganging up on me, and using me as a practice dummy. Our parents argue and fight all the time, and I’m more often than not caught in the middle of it all! Dad has already thrown at least 3 empty beer bottles at me, and the last one almost hit me! Mom screams so much, that she could make the whole world go deaf; Dad has strength like the fucking hulk, and to top it all off, I never get a moment of peace and quiet at home! This isn’t what a family is! A family shouldn’t be this broken! I hate the both of you, Mom and Dad!!! I hate this goddamn fucking family! None of you actually care about me, you all just use me for your own personal gain! Go to hell, and rot there for all eternity!!!!’*

After both of your siblings read the message, you knew you were going to get told off, but you didn’t care.

The next few days in class honestly were a blur. You’ve had it with your life, and you didn’t want to continue getting bullied or used by your own family, so you went to go find a fellow student that could hopefully set you free.

“Kaachan.” You said sternly, getting the ash blonde’s attention. “I need you to do me a favor. A *huge* favor. Please.”

He looked at you in surprise, and raised an eyebrow. “What do you need, you damn ext-“ “I want you to end my life for me.” You whispered in his ear.

He turned around and fully faced you. “What do you mean? Why? What’s going on?” He asked quietly, still raising his eyebrow. You sighed deeply, and gestured for him to come closer.

“I’m…worthless. My family…they’re bigger assholes than you, and want me gone. Please Kaachan. I’m begging you. I can’t keep living like this; I don’t want to. I just want all of this to stop.”

At this point you were crying, but trying to hold back the sobs as much as you could. Bakugo could see the pain in your eyes, and knew that if you called him by his childhood nickname, then it was serious.

“Alright, fine. But I’ll do it after class. Aizawa will probably be wondering what happened to you if you’re not in class today. Deku told me what happened the other day, and said that when he brought you to Recovery Girl, she healed you and said that you would be fine. But, listen, you stupid nerd. If I’m going to do this for you, can you at least tell me why you want this so badly? You don’t have to tell me everything, just tell me what’s been happening lately.”

You nodded, and hugged Bakugo tightly. “Thank you, Kaachan.”

As you pulled away from the hug, Bakugo corrected you, and told you that until he did that favor for you, he wanted you to call him ‘Katsuki’.

It had been about two or three days since you asked Bakugo for the favor, and you knew he’d keep his promise.

“Hey Pebble. How are you doing this morning? We’ve all missed seeing you smile. It’s been, what, about a week now since we’ve seen you smile.” Kirishima said, trademark grin ever present.

You gave him a smile, but Bakugo could tell it was fake. As everyone greeted you good morning, you continued giving them fake smiles, and started calling them by their nicknames as well.

“Rocky, you down to hang out this weekend? I was thinking maybe a few of us could have a small get together, and just chill and watch some movies. I might see if Sero, Sparky, Alien Queen, and a few others would like to join as well.” You asked Kirishima, already knowing the answer.

“Hey Cutie, yeah! Let’s do it! That sounds fun. I’ll ask the others from our squad, and you ask whoever else you want to.”

Of course Bakugo was the only one who knew what was coming up in a handful of days, and he wanted to spend as much time with you as possible before that day came.

It was the day that you and a handful of your classmates were having a small get together, when Kirishima walked over to you, and asked how you were doing. You lied and said that you were fine, and that you couldn’t be happier.

Kirishima gave you his shark-toothed grin, and walked off to talk to some other friends, leaving you alone.

Just as you were about to go find Bakugo, Mina ran up to you, and hugged you so tightly that you thought she was going to suffocate you.

“Hey Mina. What’s going on? What up?” You asked, once she loosened her grip. “Sorry about that, Smiles. Anyway, come here for a second. I have to show you something.” She grabbed your arm and started pulling you before you had a chance to say anything.

She led you over to Bakugo, who was popping off small explosions left and right. “Do it again, Bakugo. They need to see this.” Mina said, as Bakugo slowly increased the size of his explosions.

“Stand back, everyone. If you get burned, then that’s your fault because I’m warning you now. Miss Wealthy, now.” Bakugo said, noticing everyone stepping back, and Momo creating something.

Once Momo created special sunglasses for everyone, Bakugo shot multiple explosions in the air, and watched as each explosion turned into a letter.

Everyone stared at the sky in awe, and couldn’t believe that Bakugo had wrote your name using his explosions. “I’m not done yet, you extras.” He said, as he sent a chain of more explosions into the sky, and watched as they created a light show, with each letter of your name dancing about before merging together to create something even more spectacular.

Bakugo’s explosions had rewritten your name, and right under it said ‘My little Explosion, I love you’ with a heart that had an arrow going through it.

You looked at Bakugo, and you couldn’t stop the tears streaming down your face. “Baku-Katsuki, I love it. Thank you! This is the absolute best day of my life!” You cried out, engulfing the ashe blonde in a tight hug.

He grunted in surprise, then slowly relaxed in your touch. “You idiot.” He said softly, hugging you back.

Then, he pulled away and planted a gentle kiss on your forehead, a rare show of vulnerability from the explosive hero.

He then gave you a look, and you nodded in response. Together, you walked in silence, letting the weight of the moment linger as Bakugo guided you away from the crowd and into a quiet, secluded spot.

As you settled into the peaceful spot, he pulled you close, wrapping you in his arms. “Are you sure you really want this, Explosion? This is something not even I will be able to get over.” You nodded, and told him that you were ready whenever he was.

He cupped your face in his hands, his eyes filled with a mix of affection and determination. He then told you to stand against the wall, and just let his quirk do its thing.

He stepped back, his focus intense as he channeled his explosive power. You gave him a look of relief, sadness, and a mix of other emotions, but mainly happiness.

He sighed deeply, his breath trembling with uncertainty. He looked at you, tears pricking the corner of his eyes. You, on the other hand, had a giant smile on your face, and your arms were spread, like you were waiting for a hug.

He hesitated for a moment, but then he gathered his resolve and stepped forward, engulfing you in a controlled explosion. Before launching it, he made sure to aim it directly at your heart, and did the same for every explosion after that.

With each explosion, he felt his own heart break and shatter more and more. He wiped the tears from his eyes, but they just kept coming.

He looked at you sadly, and noticed you were slightly gesturing for him to continue. By the looks of things, you could barely stand upright by yourself, and it looked as though you would lose consciousness any minute.

“Are you sure you want me to continue?” Bakugo asked, choking on sobs. You nodded, and told him to add more strength and power to his explosions.

He grunted slightly, and pulled the pin from one of his gauntlets, and directed a giant explosion towards you. “Here goes.” He said, his voice breaking.

Once he saw the explosion hit you, he thought that you had finally got your wish, to only find out, you could still move…if only barely.

He heard you struggling to speak, so he walked over to you, and knelt down in front of you. “Care to repeat that, Explosion?” You could barely hear him, but you knew that his voice was breaking.

“Finish….me.” You said, barely audible. He couldn’t stop the tears from flowing, but he did promise you that he would fulfill this one last wish for you.

He stood up, and got another explosion ready, and was just about to launch it, when he heard someone’s voice in the distance.

He gasped softly, and looked towards where the voice was coming from. He faintly saw blonde and red hair, and had a feeling he knew who was there.

He walked away from you, and whispered Kirishima and Denki’s names. “Hey, Bakubro!” Kirishima called out, approaching his best friend.

As the three of them stood in front of each other, Denki noticed you on the ground, and it looked like you had been hit with several rounds of Bakugo’s explosions.

“Hey Bakugo, what’s going on, man? Why’s Y/n over there on the ground, buried in rubble? And also, have…you been crying?” Kiri asked.

As Bakugo explained the situation the best he could, you noticed a piece of broken glass in front of you, and reached out for it.

Once you got it, you gripped it tightly, your knuckles turning white as you held onto the broken shard.

You slowly started trying to bring it up to your neck, but Denki noticed what you were doing, and ran over.

Kirishima and Bakugo ran over to you, and noticed what you were about to do. “No!!” Kirishima yelled, as he got the broken glass out of your hand.

“What the hell are you doing?! Are you crazy?!” He cried, tossing it away. Denki held onto you tightly, preventing you from escaping, while Bakugo looked at you with a deeply concerned expression.

“Baku…” you said, looking at him with teary eyes. He looked away, and whispered that he couldn’t fulfill his promise to you anymore.

Your eyes sparkled with tears as you looked between your three classmates. Kirishima and Denki gave you sad looks in return, and couldn’t believe that Bakugo was actually trying to kill you…nevertheless you practically begging for him to.

“Pebble.” “Lightning Bug,” Kirishima and Denki began simultaneously. “Why didn’t you tell us? We could’ve helped you? And wait….is this why you wanted to have a small get together earlier? Because you were going to…”

You nodded once, and shakily pointed at Bakugo. He quickly got the message, and began tell the other two your story, and what led you to this point in the first place.

After hearing your story, both Denki and Kirishima were crying, and couldn’t believe that you were keeping so much pain all to yourself.

Your theee classmates looked between each other, and nodded in agreement. Bakugo carefully picked you up, and brought you back to your house, Kirishima and Denki following behind.

[mybabydenkikaminari]

Episode 6 (OPLA)

-Luffy’s zoning out because he isn’t available to deal with it 10/10

-”Someone needs to go back to Baratie” “Um, I’m really not hungry right now, Nami”

-Luffy still freaking out, love it

-Zeff complaining about the most stupid things driving nuts poor Sanji (and Zeff doing it on purpose)

-Sanji moving his lip to the “It needs more oregano”, I’m in love your honor

-Sanji also moving immediately to help Luffy, I’M IN LOVE YOUR HONOR

-Zeff using a fish to cure someone and drinking the whiskey instead of using it on the wound, so in character

-Mihawk sitting in Garp’s chair, Queen slay

-Luffy cleaning Zoro’s sword and trying to pronounce his name, cutie

-LUFFY REFUSING FOOD

-Also Sanji cooking in the Going Merry because he wants Zeff to leave him alone (also “Not wasting food” policy always) 

-Luffy trying to decide what is best for his boyf-, I mean friend, just friend

-”Oregano’s for savages” + “I’d rather die than have you season my food” BITCH GET A GRIP

-Also Zeff carrying a bullet belt with species instead of actual bullets

-Love we are doing it the manga way and he eat his own leg

-Luffy “can relate” and Sanji brushing it of

-”I’d eat both arms and legs to save Zoro’s life”

-Nami explaining the story of Jaya arc to Zoro

-Nami being angry to Luffy it’s so on point with her backstory 

-”And I’d do anything to save him”

-Also Luffy I can put myself between someone and his dream is so on point with his backstory too

-Nami’s my dream “It’s for Zoro to not die in my bed”, OH MY, Luffy has it bad but Nami it’s not far behind

-Coby your crush is showing!!!!!! Again btw

-Kind of like a lot Arlong being a boss

-Usopp trying to help Luffy and him open up a little bit about his insecurities, so fucking cuteeee

-”Me?”

-Sanji immediately  moving after hearing that Arlong is going to destroy Baratie if Zeff doesn't turn Luffy over because he knows that he isn’t going to turn over Chore Boy

-Luffy going to protect Baratie because he has a heart of gold 

-Sanji in love look at Luffy when his reason to help is that they fed them (oh no, I’m starting to see the appeal to LuSan too)

-Nami looking at Luffy like she is going to rip his head off because she knows that Arlong is going to kick their asses and she is scared

-I love being expose now to the equality problem with the fishmen because it makes Arlong hate for humans more believable and reasonable (he has no right to kill innocent people anyway though)

-Also makes sense that he is angry at the fishmen that works at Baratie (I am sure that Zeff treats him equally but Arlong doesn’t know or care)

-Buggy’s head in the bag 10/10 (also call out to Zoro who had the same idea in Syrup Village)

-Buggy as usual

-”Sorry, honey” I know that this two are not a thing but the PHRASING

-Zeff still trying to protect his Chore Boy

-Sanji screaming Zeff and kicks 10/10 (even if he gets his ass handed)

-Usopp under the table 10/10

-”Not bad for human” 

-Love the door crashing, Arlong always the dramatic bitch

-Nami’s sad confession to Zoro 10/10

-Nami saving Luffy’s live <3 (she knew that someone would have saved him from the water)

-Not gonna lie I am deeply in love with the design of Arlong’s tattoo

-Sanji taking the time to lose the tie and shirt it’s so in character

-Sanji’s abs, thank you

-Luffy’s heart is breaking

-Garp beloved hat making an appearance

-Koby’s realization that his words had the exact opposite effect (his heart is not handling it well)

-”At least I don’t drown everything in oregano”

-Zeff convincing Sanji that he needs to go follow his dreams in the worst way possible, it doesn’t have the same impact as the manga or anime but I like it  

-”You sure missed a big fight. Those fishmen guys were tough. You would’ve loved it”

-Luffy opening his heart completely to Zoro

-”And now I lost Nami. I lost the Grand Line map. And maybe I will lose you too”

-”I need you, Zoro”

-LUFFY STRADDLING ZORO HIPS WITH HIS OWN. LUFFY KEEPING HIMSELF ON TOP OF HIM PUTTING ONE HAND ON EACH SIDE. LUFFY REPEATING ZORO’S NAME MULTIPLE TIMES IN THAT SAME POSITION. LUFFY THROWING HIMSELF ON TOP OF ZORO’S CHEST AND HUGGING HIM. LUFFY PUTING THE BARE MINIMUM DISTANCE TO THEN CARESS ZORO’S FACE WITH HIS HAND. Oh my god… OH MY GOD! EXCUSE ME?! WHAT?! I HAVE NO WORDS, I AM JUST FUCKING DEAD (I survived the DDoS attack of AO3 but I couldn’t survive these XD)

-”You gonna to keep talking, or let me get some sleep”+”Right now, I’m wishing I was (dead)” Not gonna lie, MOOD

-Zoro hearing Nami’s sad confession and knowing that she left 

-Zoro making sure that Luffy knows that it’s not his fault

-”I, Roronoa Zoro, vow to stand by your side from now until the end. Until we find the One Piece or die trying. So bring on the Marines or pirates or sea beasts. You’re my captain, Luffy, and I’m your first mate.”

-HE PUT HIS FIST SOFTLY ON TOP OF LUFFY’S HEART AND LUFFY TOOK HIS HAND IN HIS. YES, I’M STILL DEAD, WHY DO YOU ASK?

-The fucking life action of One Piece just give us a 5 minute long canon fanfic of Luffy and Zoro and I am hear for it (Still not a ZoLu girl all the way though, I have to many ships in these show)

-”I wasn’t worried for a second” Yeah, right 

-Also after the most tender moment ever, with Zoro’s hand, the one on his chest, still on his own, Luffy almost kills Zoro himself moving him to hard

-Usopp showing off and Zoro’s smiling answer being “You scared’em off, The Great Captain Usopp” knowing full well that it’s just a lie is so fucking cute too

-”Lot of dried meat in these barrels. You think we brought too much?” ”You know who are you sailing with?” and proceeding to look the man that guide them to Baratie only using his nose

-Luffy getting super excited about Sanji joining them not only because he thinks he is a good guy and a good fighter, also because he is an excellent cook

-”Why are we bringing the waiter?” “Because we can’t boil water” (btw Zoro has no right to look this fucking good saying that)

-Sanji’s goodbye 10/10

-Buggy’s head bag <3

[thedupshadove]

*Shoving Claudia Vampirechronicles behind a curtain while I brainstorm a VtM character* I'm so original.

[bemylord]

ꜱ/ᴏ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴄʟɪɴɢʏ │ᴀᴘᴏʟᴏɢɪᴇꜱ

↳ characters: satoru, itadori, megumi, toji, nanamin, sukuna.

↳ warnings: it's fluff part, so there's no angst or hurtful things [some parts might be spicy].

↳ butler's remark: finally have dropped the last part of this angst theme.i don't know what kind of dr#gs i used when i was writing the last three.

↳ part one;

ɪᴛᴀᴅᴏʀɪ ʏᴜᴜᴊɪ:

he'd be very sad and angry at himself for screamed at you. he didn't mean to push you away because of his fatigue. as he recalled the phrase you dropped before leaving: 'i'm gonna cuddle with megumi-kun' this phrase goes on and on in his head as he runs into your room. he knocked first, hoping you're alone. he knocked again, but there's no response.

'my baby, i'm so-so-so sorry, baby.' he just jump to the bed, wrapping arms around your waist, pulling you closer to his body. 'no, don't cry because of me, i'm the worst boyfriend ever.' he kisses the top of your head.

yuuji will cry with you if you'd continue to sob your nose, burying your face as deep as it's possible in itadori's chest, unable to deny his necessity. he's comforting you in his arms, whispering praising phrases about you.

'i was a fool, y/n, please forgive me.'

'promise me you'll never scream at me like that.'

instead of words, but kissed your lips, nodded his head. yuuji will show his love and affection by kisses and hugs, holding you tight to keep you from running away.

'y/n, i love you.'

ꜰᴜꜱʜɪɢᴜʀᴏ ᴍᴇɢᴜᴍɪ:

you've decided not to leave but stay home, waiting as long as his malice calm down. you were waiting for him in the bedroom, still grieved by the last words. you know megumi wasn't serious - he hates being beaten up by todo or satoru, you also know that he'll be a puppy right after a bath.

he showed up in the room in the home shorts, aimlessly rubbing the back of the neck, breathing out what caught your attention.

'i shouldn't have let the anger gets the best of me, y/n.'

bruises and abrasions are coaxed on his upper body and face as it brings the pain when he sits on the bed. he again rubs the skin, nervous to ask you to heal him.

'i-i would like..'

'i'll heal you, 'gumi.'

he smiles, seeing you tenderly how you treat wounds. he thought you were going to kill him after the acuteness, but here you are, helping your lover.

'i don't deserve you y/n, you always have been so kind to me. i'm sorry for being a moron, my angel, i didn't mean it.'

you took him of guard by a quick, yet lovely kiss on the lips.

'i will make it up to you, i will change.'

ꜰᴜꜱʜɪɢᴜʀᴏ ᴛᴏᴊɪ:

you may think it'll take days or weeks for him to the realization of what did he do. you were a naive one by leaving the gold wedding ring on the table, thought he won't notice.

'i am not a servant or errand girl, i'm his wife!'

perhaps, you thought he won't sniff as you're leaving the house, silly. he has a perfect hearing to hear where you're going and what you left.

'what a jerk i fell in love for, had the misfortune to marry that...'

'to marry that?'

he finished your sentences, turning your body by your arm.

'need a woman to meet your needs, toji? i've had enough.'

his strong arm didn't let you a chance to leave the place you stand, only pulling you by the chin to look into the loving eyes.

'fool, you're my woman, my wife, and the mother of my future children.'

'regret?' he gasped into your lips before kissing them, nibbling lightly on your lower lip.

'i'll do anything to make you forgive me. should i ea-?'

'home, toji, home!'

'by the way, if you ever take the ring off, ohh. doll~'

ꜱᴀᴛᴏʀᴜ ɢᴏᴊᴏᴜ: [i think i was h1gh, no hate on me after]

i heard about the woman that have called her boyfriend about thosand or more times, so.. it's satoru. satoru has been calling you since you've left the house, maybe, you'd pick up the phone if you weren't be fury at your boyfriend.

you were walking in the park where gojo first confessed his love. your first kiss and something more than a kiss. that place you will always remember is the tallest and oldest tree in the park. noticeable and stately. as you came to the tree you heard someone behind you.

'you knew it's my place, y/n!' what? is that a touchy voice?

'whatever i'm leaving.'

'where do ya goinnng~~'

'home.'

'fine, i'm walking home too. take you home?'

'we live in the same house.'

'that's better! wanna watch netflix and chill?'

i'd say you're mad at him, but i'll lie. he's so funny and cute, how can you resist?

'don't act like a clingy, gojo.'

'you began first. ok-ok, i'm sorry, i'm sorry, i'm sorry.'

you had to gag him with a kiss because he would have continued talking nonsense. acting like a child. he lifted you by the waist, kissing you and whispering sweet phrases.

'i love when you're clingy, my baby, i was- i feel so bad due to the work, my angel. soon we'll be going on the mission.'

he lowered you to the ground, kissing you on the tip of your nose.

'let's pick some flowers and make a wreath, shall we?'

'we'll get arrested.'

'you can run, y/n.'

ɴᴀɴᴀᴍɪ ᴋᴇɴᴛᴏ:

you were taking a bath on your own, drowning in the tears - as you've mentioned you're overly clingy and vulnerable and nanami had had known this. he knew you could be sticky when you haven't seen him in a few hours - but does it badly? he knocked twice on the door, waiting for your response.

'darling, mm-' he hesitated as if you'll reject him. 'may i come in?' you only made a quiet mumbling sound, but it was enough for him to enter the bathtub.

he took off his suit, joining you. no matter how much you try, he will see your weeping eyes.

'i shouldn't have yelled at you over a hard day. darling, come to me, tell me how your day went.'

'not before you tell me about yours.'

you sat on his lap, massaging his sturdy, tired shoulders, helping him relax.

'taking a bath like that with you after a day's work is what i like best.'

he kisses your lips as your palms still find themselves on his shoulders. anyway, nanami doesn't want his future wife to cry over him - he'll be the best husband.

ʀʏᴏᴍᴇɴ ꜱᴜᴋᴜɴᴀ:

it has been weeks since you didn't interact with the king: neither you didn't come to his domain nor answer on his questions. when his sudden mouth appeared on yuuji's cheek, asking you to immediately come to his domain, you didn't feel the need to respond sukuna, irritating him.

you were waiting 'till the king will utterly be pissed off by your behavior, taking the possession of the vessel body to finally have a conversation with you.

'y/n, do something! sukuna has been so furious that i can hardly restrain him.'

'the king wants to see the stupid girl?' you crossed arms over the chest, letting out a sigh of relief - finally. 'i'm coming, sukuna.' you touches yuuji's chest to find yourself being instantly on sukuna's lap.

'you've been ignoring me for weeks, woman.'

'i wonder why? because i'm stupid and clingy?'

sukuna pulled the loose strands of hair out of your face carefully, so as not to hurt you with a claw. he cups your cheeks, making you stare directly at him in the eyes.

'i won't say it twice, so hear me out.' he kissed your lips with fondness, which was not characteristic of him. 'i'm sorry, okay?'

from now on, you can show off that the king of curses said sorry to you. be proud of yourself, 'till his eyes are cast dark hue, palms found themselves on your hips.

'i've been alone for days and days, y/n,' you could feel something raising underneath you. 'and why through all bastards you've chosen satoru?'

someone is jealous..

however, i have a feeling that there will be some sort of sequel...

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[hotwings0203]

fighter kirishima who doesn't like it when other people even stare for one second at his partner, so then he just kills anyone who dares to stand less than 2ft from his darling 😌👍

Tw:noncon implication, implied murder

“Why’re you standing so far away babe?”

You’re not, he’s got his arms wrapped around your waist to the point of crushing your hips.

“‘M not, just couldn’t breathe.”

“Oh good, for a moment there I was worried you were looking at that guy again.

That guy referring to the blond haired weirdo who kept laughing and pointing at the losers of the ring like a maniac.

Right, like you were totally head over heels for the one weirdo in the entire basement.

Except your “boyfriend “ maybe. He could definitely take that title.

Well, maybe not weirdo. Maybe Possessive Controling Freak would be a better name for him, instead of Kirishima.

And just to drive the point home, he soothingly rubs his calloused hand up and down your arm while the next match rages on in front of you both.

It’s not soothing, on the contrary it seems like a threat.

He just amps it up from then on any time he feels like your attention is elsewhere or if he feels like other men are looking at you for a second too long.

First it’s taking on arm and tightly squeezing it. Then, he puts one leg of yours over his thigh much to your embarrassment.

Eventually he just picks you up and plops you on his lap. While he thinks he’s keeping other men at bay with this tactic, it’s doing the complete opposite.

Because these testosterone filled savages are quite enjoying the scene with your limbs being toyed with and thrown over a man like the rest of them, your ragdoll-maneuvered body a promise of something they might be able to one day get a taste of.

The entirety of the fight goes by dreadfully slow because all you can focus on is how long Kiri’s hands dip in and out of the crevice of your legs way too casually. His hands settle comfortably under your shirt and across your boobs, which can be seen by literally everyone when they catch a glimpse of an evident hand on your chest.

He prevents you from squirming too much with his limbs tightening around you and disapproving grunts to your discomfort. So you sit there, stewing with rage and humiliation.

Until a distraction appears.

In the midst of the next match brawling in the ring, a smaller fight breaks out amongst the raging spectators.

It only catches both your attention when the yelling starts getting close to your area and men start throwing fists and yelling until their faces tie beet-red.

Kirishima and you both crane your heads around to see the source of the commotion, but you realize quickly that it’s getting way too intense around you, so much so that men begin lifting chairs and falling over themselves in their own battles.

You try to get up but Kiri’s hands are wrapped so tightly around your midriff that you barely manage to dislodge his arm. He’s distracted and looking around curiously at the dangerous setting and you have to frantically tap his arm to indicate it’s time to go.

But he snaps out of it too late, and a body gets punched your way, his large mass descending on your weaker frame.

You shriek and try to lift your hands up to protect yourself, but it doesn’t work. You’re slammed into and knocked clean off Kirishima’s lap onto the floor laced with blood and bits of torn clothes.

There’s a loud ringing in your ears as you blearily get up and take in your surrounds, which seem to love in slow motion around you. You belatedly think that you must’ve hit your head on the concrete floor when you fell.

Your arms ache as you groan and lift yourself up on shaky elbows, the sounds around you swim in and out of your aching head when suddenly an open hand is thrust in front of your face.

“Are you alright? I’m so sorry!”

Grimacing, you tilt your head up and see the same man who knocked you down. You’re in no condition to refuse help in such a volatile area however, so you gingerly lift your hand and grasp onto his open palm.

You find yourself being pulled up easily and crushed into the man’s body. It’s hard to push back but when you see how many bloody faces and broken limbs windmill around you decide it’s best to keep close to a safe space.

The man gently starts stepping over writhing bodies and lifting you up under your arms to ensure that you don’t trip and fall again while on your way to a clearer area.

You don’t resist, only looking up at him helplessly like a kitten being dragged by its mom from the scruff. His body is warm and toned, yet plush and comfortable to lean against when you need to. Your cranium still pounds, but your head clears a bit when you look into his surprisingly concerned grey eyes.

“You alright? Hit your head a little hard, huh? My bad.”

He sets you on a perch near the office and looks around, deeming it a less loud and crowded area for your health.

He says nothing, but you don’t sense any malice from him. He doesn’t move either though, he just leans an arm on the extension and puts another hand on his hip, scanning the screaming men and casualties as if he were looking out in a snowy field.

He might be protecting you, or looking for a good place to jump in and start swinging himself, you’re not sure.

But you’re grateful for his helpful presence, nonetheless.

And then suddenly your moment of reprieve is dismantled when you hear him frantically calling your name.

You see his head hair sticking up, spiky as ever while the top of his head bobs left and right, in circles and backwards as he tries finding you.

Your head starts to hurt again.

“Y/N! Where the hell are you?”

Eventually and unfortunately he sees your figure above the fray, and he swears you look like an angel-siting above this rifraff, your body perfectly intact unlike the rest of these thugs, your expression dazed and vulnerable like it did when you were choking on his co-

He sees the man next to you, and his vision shatters like glass when he takes in the proximity of him next to you.

Kirishima sees red.

“Hey, there you are cutie! I got scared I lost you for a sec’ there. Thanks for looking out for her man,” he smiles and shakes his hand with the steel-haired guy, crushing his grip a little too hard to be deemed grateful.

“No problem. The name’s Tetsutetsu. ‘Think I’ve seen you around here, you fight pretty good not gonna lie! When’s it gonna be my turn to match that strength in the rink?” He smiles deviously and knocks shoulders with you in jest.

While you smile uncomfortably and rub your now-bruising shoulder, Kirishima’s eye twitches at the contact and his smile starts straining as well.

But this is too easy to give up.

“Hey, that’s actually a really good idea. Why don’t we have our own little practice match after the shit here clears up?” He nods around to the ongoing pandemonium.

You look at him stricken, unsure of what he’s playing at. You’re not stupid, you can tell by his off body language that he’s not at rest or relaxed at all by this conversation.

The expression he’s making, while it might fool the himbo next to you, is extremely reminiscent of the faces he pulls when he chides gently in your ear to stop moving so fucking far away from him and soothes a hand over your head.

“Sounds good, and don’t worry, I’ll take it easy on you.” The other man laughs heartily and kicks away a stray rolling body.

Kirishima merely grins gently. “For your sake, is give it my best.”

*************

He’s strapped you to the bed-check.

You’ve been spanked black and blue-check.

A lecture has been given to your sobbing body-check.

Ointment has been slathered on the bruises-double check.

And he’s out the door at exactly 9pm, jogging his way to the bar and down the steps to the basement as a light warm up. He considers calling an ambulance before-hand, but that would mean he’d give enough mercy to leave Tetsutetsu intact…and alive.

When he bounds down the rickety steps he finds that Tetsu is already there and lightly boxing a body bag that the newbies use for practice.

He has to hold back his snort and paint his usual cheery face on, but something tells him even the dim yellow light in this room would still show the dark emotion swirling in his ruby eyes.

“What’s up bro, you made it?”

“No, I’m still at home.”

Tetsutetsu laughs heartily and doesn’t catch onto the cold bite Kirishima’s words hold.

“You’re funny. ‘Wanna warm up-“

“-Nah, actually, ‘think I’m good. Let’s just get started, I’ve been waiting for this.”

“You got it boss.”

And without further ado they both shrug off their shirts in the hot basement and ready their fists in a protective stance, circling each other.

“Y’know, when I saw you next to my girl I fantasized about caving your face in,” a punch is thrown suddenly and Tetsu is thrown off guard by the surprising agility of the bully opponent and his words.

He practically eats the hit square in the nose, his head snapping back and immediately pouring blood from his nostrils.

He coughs and staggers before realigning himself the opposite end of the fighting circle. “Wha-? Why?” The victim sounds congested from the leaking blood but his focus is only on Kirishima’s change in expression.

“Yeah, and then I saw you knock shoulders with her too…maybe I’ll cut yours off and sell ‘em for a couple hundred, whaddaya think bro?”

This time when Kirishima aims for his face again he’s ready, and he quickly dodges and strikes his face fist out.

But what he doesn’t expect is the redhead to actually catch the fist in his own larger hand and hold it in midair. He also doesn’t react in time to pull his hand out and move back when Kiri’s other fist swings low and punches so hard into his stomach that he falls to the ground, hand still captivated by Kirishima’s.

He’s never seen a man with that kinda of face on while fighting. His eyes are narrowed and dark, his mouth is set in a thin like and his whole body is taut, as if holding back his own strength.

For the first time since he’s ever been in the basement, Tetsutetsu doesn’t to fight anymore.

“Look Kirishima,” he hacks and looks wildly at him. “I don’t know if you’re upset at me for something but you gotta chill out. You can’t catch my hands like that, that’s not how you’re supposed to fight-“

“You still think I give a shit how we’re supposed to fight? No ones gonna care about strategy or sportsmanship when you’re dead, Tetsutetsu.”

His last scream is so loud and so shrill that Kirishima thinks it’s a shame it wasn’t witnessed in a real match by paying spectators.

[edens-breathless-melodies-moved]

words: 4.2k

pairing: goshiki t. x f!reader

prompt: praise kink

warnings: jealous sex, unprotected sex, lowkey switch reader, slight choking, confident goshiki, surprise surprise goshiki wants to praise YOU instead, you praise him anyway tho smh

summary: you and goshiki were shiratorizawa’s power couple, both of you volleyball idiots and idiots for each other. goshiki thrives off of your kind praises and loves giving them in return, so why do you think it’s okay to let ushijima praise you, and you return the sentiment?

“tsutomu-kun, nice kill!”

goshiki’s chest puffed with pride at your words, eyes alight as his heart raced from the adrenaline of another well executed spike.

the first year on the receiving end of his spike continued wincing, shaking his bright red palm gingerly as you gently offered him an ice pack and suggested he sit down for a bit.

the dull stinging sensation in his palm brought him as much satisfaction as hugging you after a long day of practice, and he couldn’t stop his natural response of turning to you for your approval.

you couldn’t stifle your giggle as your boyfriend gazed longingly at you like a giant puppy, invisible tail wagging as he awaited your sweet praise.

“the spike was impressive as always, babe.” goshiki’s chest puffed out even further at your words as you continued.

“your form is getting cleaner every day, and the whip of your wrist is perfect. though i can’t imagine how much more you can perfect, perfect.” you mused more to yourself than anyone.

right as goshiki was about to respond in excitement, a deep voice interrupted him, familiar tone floating from the gym doors to your left.

“perfect is not the final finish line. it is just an encouragement to push even further.”

your eyes shined with glee as you simply hummed in acknowledgment, (e/c) eyes locking with olive green orbs as ushijima stepped into the gym.

an excited gasp left your boyfriend's lips as he bound over to his old captain, eyes still glowing with that same fire ushijima saw during his last year of high school.

“goshiki, (y/n).” ushijima greeted you both with a small bow and tiny smile at the excited third year before him. you returned his bow with a small smile of your own, eyes glowing with amusement at your boyfriend.

goshiki was staring up at his old captain with stars in his eyes as if he hasn’t seen him since he graduated, even though ushijima was literally there a couple of days ago to offer pointers to his old team’s newest recruits.

ever since goshiki had caught wind that his volleyball idol had gone pro after graduating from high school, it only caused his fire to burn brighter to try and reach that same height, just like when they went to school together.

in fact, the year that ushijima left, goshiki pushed himself to train harder and become worthy of taking ushijima’s spot as ace, striving to preserve his legacy and keep shiratorizawa at the top.

and you couldn’t really blame your boyfriend from idolizing the guy. hell, to be honest, ushijima is the sole reason why you play volleyball to begin with, along with managing the boy’s team.

he is your best friend, after all.

you and ushijima actually had a lot of history with one another, going all the way back to your first year of middle school, and his last.

you had just graduated from elementary school when you saw him play for the first time, young and impressionable.

you can still recall the way your heart raced as you watched his games in awe, stars sparkling in your eyes.

right then and there, you decided you wanted to play volleyball, even though you knew absolutely nothing about the sport.

so what do you do when you know jack shit about the sport but still insist to play? you confront your school's ace and demand that he teach you to play, of course.

and to everyone’s surprise, ushijima actually agreed to teach you, amused by the fire behind your eyes. he tells you to join him after his practice with the team, and the rest is history.

in the end, whether it was from ushijima’s guidance or just a random stroke of luck, you turned out to be a prodigy at the sport, which only strengthened your odd friendship with the star athlete.

even after ushijima left to attend high school, you two still met up after your own individual team practices and honed your skills together at the park near your houses, no matter how tired or busy the other person was.

you both were prodigal volleyball idiots, but you’d have to be blind and stupid to not see how you two were basically best friends. he was the ice to your fire.

it shocked absolutely no one when you were eventually accepted to shiratorizawa academy with an impressive sports scholarship, making it onto the girl’s team as their only first year starter.

unbeknownst to you, at the exact same time, a certain bowl cut spiker was in the same position as you, and it didn’t take ushijima long to find the parallels between the two of you.

the two of you have never met, yet you both already shared two common interests with one another - volleyball, and ushijima wakatoshi.

and to ushijima’s amusement, he’s surprised it took the two of you until after shiratorizawa’s loss to karasuno to finally meet.

~~~~

all of the boy’s heads were hung in shame and sadness after the loss, constantly replaying the last rally in their heads, trying to see where they could’ve done better.

suddenly, the doors leading from the gym exploded open, startling all of them.

“waka-kun!”

the team nearly broke their necks as they whipped their heads in the direction of the cry. nobody knew who this girl was, but she looked familiar.

‘she’s pretty cute, too.’ goshiki innocently mused.

wearing the familiar magenta and white volleyball club jacket, the young (h/c) haired girl held her arms out to the ace. there were tears gleaming in her (e/c) eyes, lips slightly quivering.

to their absolute shock, the team nearly fainted as they watched in disbelief as ushijima silently walked over to the unknown girl without a single word.

without stopping his stride, he crouched slightly and immediately engulfed her in a hug as he stood back up, massive frame nearly swallowing her as her feet left the ground.

for a moment, everyone was stunned silent. they were desperately trying to process just what was happening as the two hugged.

the girl whispered praises to their captain gently while crying, murmuring how well he played and how this game meant nothing in the long run.

ushijima just silently nodded his head, burying his face in her neck as he tightened his grip around her.

the first person to recover from the shock was unsurprisingly tendou and when the two kept hugging, he decided to speak up, crimson eyes gleaming in curiosity.

“oh-ho? and who’s this cutie, wakatoshi-kun?”

this time goshiki really did faint when ushijima, still holding on to your dangling frame, turned you around so your back was to his chest as he faced you to the team.

your eyes were still teary and your nose slightly red from crying, and the team thought it was adorable as you smiled sweetly at them. “this is (y/n), my best friend.” came ushijima’s deadpan response.

you chirped out a small “hello!” and gave a small wave as you watched with wide eyes as goshiki hit the floor, eyes rolled into the back of his head.

~~~~

from that day forward, goshiki and the rest of the team began to see a lot more of you, especially during practice.

(you had rushed into practice the day after their loss to make sure goshiki hadn’t gotten a concussion after fainting. the team wouldn’t let him live down the way he nearly fainted again when you grabbed his face to check his head for injuries.)

you always came around after your own practice had ended, the girls being let out earlier than the boys and goofed around while you waited for ushijima to walk to the dorms together.

goshiki always thought you were absolutely gorgeous, but he will never forget the way his heart raced the first time he ever saw you play.

your cute and bubbly demeanor disappeared the moment you stepped foot on the court.

you had this nearly overwhelming aura of confidence and raw power surrounding you, and he couldn’t quite place why it felt so foreign yet familiar.

it was only when he learned that ushijima had essentially taught you everything you knew about volleyball and practiced with him daily for years that it finally clicked;

ushijima had that exact same raw energy.

the first time he saw you play was when you had joined the boy’s practice early one day, your own practice having been cancelled due to your coach going into labor in the middle of practice.

(‘this woman is a monster.’ your team shivered as you all watched her continue shouting out drills as your assistant coach forcibly dragged her to the hospital.)

coach washijo had grown a soft spot for you and your cute antics, often smiling to himself as he watched you fawn and help out the team like the manager they never had.

so it wasn’t all that surprising when he allowed you to join in on the boys 3v3. after finding out that you were a wing spiker, reon volunteered to sit this round out so you could play.

the teams were you, ushijima, and shirabu versus goshiki, semi, and tendou. the moment the game began and the ball headed in shirabu’s direction, you had already fallen into your rhythm.

you called for the ball with a commanding voice, that same confident and powerful aura oozing from your direction, body already in motion.

nobody, not even coach washijo could’ve been prepared for the graceful way you practically flew through the air, body arched in perfect form.

your palm came in perfect contact with the ball at its highest point, swinging down with resounding power, spiking it clean past tendou’s outstretched fingers.

the resounding clap of your flesh against the leather rang through the air as the ball smashed to the ground, flattening slightly due to the force as it slammed up again, bouncing away behind them.

they stared at you speechless as you floated down to the ground, landing gracefully on your feet with a determined expression on your normally smiling face.

it was only when you gazed at your stinging palm that a smile erupted onto your face, and you turned to grin at ushijima, excitement in your eyes.

ushijima returned your grin with a small smile, pride evident in his eyes. “nice kill, (y/n).”

that’s when goshiki realized he was in love.

————————————

a year later, on the exact date the first time goshiki had met you after their loss to karasuno, he asked you to be his girlfriend after they won at spring nationals.

ushijima wasn’t surprised when you had said yes, and gave the two of you the biggest genuine smile he could muster, honestly happy that you two made each other happy.

(goshiki nearly cried when the old ace gave his approval of you two dating, but ushijima wasn’t about to tell him that he had been secretly rooting for you two this entire time.)

now as third years, you both were still together and in love with each other as much as you were with volleyball.

though you had decided to leave the club after your team's surprising loss at the inter-high qualifiers, you didn’t want to fully abandon your dream sport, so you decided to manage the boys instead.

being the female equivalent of ushijima skill wise paired with ushijima physically coming to practice to help coach the team sometimes, you two kept the team as imposing as ever.

you and your boyfriend always adored when your best friend came around every now and then despite being a professional player.

goshiki had looked up to him for so long, he couldn’t imagine what he’d be doing right now if it weren’t for ushijima and you keeping his love for volleyball as bright as ever.

so why did he get this weird pang in his chest whenever you congratulated ushijima after an impressive play, or whenever ushijima gave you small words of praise after you served the ball flawlessly?

the two of you were best friends, having known each other longer than goshiki had with either of you.

he shouldn’t be jealous that his girlfriend is giving praise to someone other than him, right?

he shouldn’t be jealous that somebody other than him made her smile with their words of approval.

right?

neither of the best friends noticed the fire in the ace’s eyes grow darker the longer he watched the two of you talk; the green beast in his chest began rearing its ugly head.

you had quite the surprise waiting for you back at the dorms.

——————

the moment you stepped into your boyfriend’s dorm room, you knew something was up with him.

usually after a practice with ushijima, he would never shut up about a new move that ushijima had shown him or a play he wanted to try out.

instead, he was uncharacteristically quiet, slowly shuffling out of his shoes and hanging up his sports bag before flopping face first onto his bed.

goshiki got lucky in his third year, somehow scoring a room meant for two all for himself. ‘just dumb luck i guess.’ he shrugged when you had questioned him with obvious jealousy.

you sat on the corner of his bed and stared at his face shoved into his pillows with a frown. what had gotten into him today? you thought practice had gone awfully well.

maybe one of the underclassmen had said something about his old hair style? you had to admit, goshiki did look kinda goofy with his bowl cut, but it had fit him perfectly.

his new undercut however, was awfully tasty to look at-

“do you like ushijima-senpai better than me?”

you’re immediately ripped out of your less than savory daydreams about your boyfriend, wide eyes staring at him in shock and concern.

you’re left speechless for a second but goshiki doesn’t continue, keeping his head buried in his pillows.

finally remembering how your vocal cords worked, you could only stare at him with worry evident in your eyes - not that he could see it.

“of course not, tomu. waka-kun may be my best friend, but you’re my boyfriend. i love you.”

you saw goshiki’s body slightly shake as he huffed into his pillowcase. “you said you love senpai, too, though…”

you groaned tiredly as you flopped onto your back beside him, bringing a hand to pinch the bridge of your nose as you closed your eyes in frustration.

“tomu, baby, where is this coming from? of course i love toshi, but the love i feel for him is different compared to what i feel for you.”

goshiki stayed silent and you let him mull over his thoughts as you stared at the ceiling, watching the way the shadows from the tree branches rippled in the moonlight.

you could faintly hear the sound of wind howling from outside the window as you waited for goshiki to answer you, and you absentmindedly wondered if it was going to rain.

“do you like his praises better than mine?” goshiki’s voice has never sounded so small, usually filled with fire and enthusiasm.

you could hear the faintest hints of insecurity in his quiet tone, and your heart broke as you realized what was going on.

turning on your side, you faced goshiki who still had yet to remove his head from his pillows. with a firm grip on his muscular bicep, you push the ace until he’s on his side like you.

he avoids eye contact as his lips pulled into a pout, face slightly red with embarrassment. you smiled softly at how cute he looked, and grabbed his cheeks with both hands.

there was definitely a heavy cloud threatening to downpour over your boyfriend.

but when his eyes flickered to yours, goshiki felt the insecurities about his place in your heart melt away when he saw the pure look of love and adoration shining brightly at him.

“goshiki tsutomu, there is no one on this earth that i would like most to give me praises other than you!” you declared loudly, startling him. “so stop acting insecure, ya big baby.”

goshiki scoffed gently as you lightly chided him, turning his head to give your warm and calloused palm a soft kiss in appreciation.

the feeling of his plush and slightly chapped lips against your flesh sent tingles down your back, and you decided now was perfect to play your favorite game in the whole world (besides volleyball);

tease goshiki till he combusts.

continuing on with your previous thought, your eyes never leave the way your boyfriend kept his lips to your palm, content with staying there.

“besides, i wouldn't want anyone else telling me how i’m their good girl and how pretty i sound whenever we turn off the lights at night~” you purr sensually without warning.

you watch in slow motion as the bright scarlet you’ve come to adore spreads across his cheeks and up to his ears like wildfire as he snaps his eyes to yours, flustered.

“w-well i would h-hope not!” he stuttered with a forced laugh, trying to not let you see how easily your words affected him.

(plot twist, you could see how easily he was affected.)

with a sly grin, you moved your palm away from your boyfriend’s lips and smiled innocently at him as he watched you adjust yourself with wary eyes.

you snaked your legs in between his and before goshiki could question you, you hooked your leg around his knee and gripped his arm, heaving him to rest above you.

with a startled yelp, your boyfriend brought his hand up to steady himself and not crush you under his weight.

his large palm came to rest beside your head and he quickly brought his other hand up to match it, stabilizing himself as you hooked your legs on his hips.

his face felt like it was on fire as you stared up at him smugly, enjoying the way his lips parted in a soft moan as you rolled your hips up into his, grinding your core against his rapidly growing erection.

“i love you more than anything in this world, tsutomu.” you whispered sweetly and goshiki softened at the raw vulnerability you were showing him.

but that softness disappeared when you wound your fingers into his silky black hair and tugged, a cheeky smile on your pink lips.

“why don’t you prove to me your praises are better than toshi’s, and i’ll be the final judge, hm?”

that ugly green monster in his chest licked its lips at the bait, and goshiki grasped it and tugged.

———————

goshiki groaned into your breasts as he tightened his grip on your ass, mind going hazy at the way you clenched around his cock as you rode him.

he sunk his teeth into your flesh, sucking harshly to leave a reminder in the morning and you keened at the sensation, hips bucking slightly as you tossed your head back in pleasure.

goshiki filled you perfectly. it was as if you were made to take his cock. it stretched you to the point of tears and with every drop of your hips, his spongey tip smashed right into your poor cervix.

goshiki pulled away from your chest and smirked smugly at the dark bruise already forming, that jealous monster in his chest bristling with satisfaction.

he lifted his gaze to your face and groaned at the sight of you impaling yourself on his cock, looking so beautiful as the moonlight glistened on your dewy skin.

your eyes were closed as you focused on the intense feeling of his cock stretching you, whimpering every time you rose and felt the emptiness it left behind before crying out as you dropped back down.

you looked absolutely gorgeous fucking yourself on him, so of course he had to let you know.

“you look so pretty riding my cock like this, baby.” goshiki cooed to you, eating up the way your expression turned desperate as you bounced on his cock slightly faster than before.

his grip on your ass tightened as he lightly met your thrusts, pushing his hips up at the same time you came down, knocking the breath from you.

“you feel so tight and warm wrapped around me, like you were made for my cock. don’t you agree, (y/n)?”

all you could do was nod dumbly before goshiki suddenly locked your hips in place, planting his feet on the bed as he began pounding into your core.

a small scream left your lips as your eyes rolled into the back of your head, gripping onto goshiki’s shoulders tightly as he slammed into you with a dizzying amount of force.

his dirty praise never stopped as he pummeled your insides.

“you take my cock so - fuck! - well, baby.” he groaned into your neck, biting his lip at the way your cunt fluttered around him at the praise.

“my p-pretty girl, letting me rearrange her insides like this. only i get to f-fuck you like this.” goshiki growled out before suddenly slipping out of you and pushing you off his lap.

you began to whine at the loss of pleasure when a startled yelp left your lips as he manhandled you onto your stomach.

thick thighs came to rest on either side of your hips as he leaned over your body and pushed back into your tight cunt.

you squealed as he stretched you back open and began pounding into you, large palms gripping the sheets on either side of your shoulders.

he felt so much bigger like this and you drooled into the mattress, drunk on the way he was fucking you stupid.

goshiki let out a snarl as he latched his teeth onto the back of your neck, relishing in the way you cried out and clenched around his cock.

his hips slammed into yours hard enough that the bed was squeaking loudly, and if anyone passing by stopped and listened hard enough they’d be able to tell what was going on in a heartbeat.

but right now goshiki couldn’t bring himself to care, eyes glowing green as he fucked the jealousy out of him system.

“no one can make you feel like this but me.” he moaned out, sneaking one of his hands around your throat and squeezing.

“not ushijima, not anyone else, just me.”

he pulled your head back towards him as he switched from fast, shallow thrusts to slow and deep rolls, grinding his hips into your ass after every slam.

you mewled weakly around his fingers, vision going hazy from the slight lack of oxygen.

“c’mon pretty girl, tell me.” he panted into your ear, teeth closing in and nipping the flesh. though his words were confident and harsh, you could hear the slight desperation underneath it.

“tell me who’s fucking your pretty and sloppy cunt?”

“y-you, tsut-tomu!” you stuttered out, tears in your eyes as he stirred your insides.

your clit was rubbing against the sheets and the friction was delicious, aiding in speeding up your orgasm.

goshiki groaned in approval, and his hips began to pick up speed again. “can ushijima fuck you like this?” your heart clenched at the quiet way he muttered those words and you felt a frenzy come over you to soothe his worries.

so you turned your head as best you could in this position, shooting him a desperate look in your teary eyes as you cried for him.

“n-no one can f-fill me or p-praise me as well as you, tsutomu!” goshiki’s hips stuttered at the rawness of your fucked out voice.

“not t-toshi, or anyone! o-only y-you!” you cried out even louder as goshiki let himself go, slamming into you with everything he’s got.

his hands gripped your waist with bruising strength as he moaned and whined desperately into your spine, desperate to let you know how much he loved you.

your body bounced on the creaking bed from the force of his thrusts, and with a final harsh pump, your clit dragged against the sheets perfectly and you fell apart with a scream.

goshiki choked on a moan as you tightened around him like a vice, his hips stilling as he shot his load directly into your womb, fat tip pressed as deep into you as your body would allow it.

your eyes fluttered shut as your body was zapped of all energy, goshiki having fucked it out of you.

you moaned softly as he pulled out, warm hands lifting your hips slightly and spreading your ass to watch his cum ooze out of your twitching hole with a sharp gleam in his eye.

the ugly green beast in his chest was temporarily satisfied.

legs rendered useless, you collapsed back onto the bed and panted lightly against the sheets. the room was silent now except for your combined panting and the sound of the wind whipping rain against the glass.

you figured it was gonna rain at some point.

your eyes widened as you felt goshiki mount you again, rubbing his still hard cock slowly against the crease of your ass.

you turned around to look at him in alarm because surely there was no way for him to be able to go at it again-

you mentally began crying at the sight of his brown eyes gleaming down at you excitedly, the green monster of jealousy in him ready to go again.

“c’mon baby, don’t tell me you’re already tired? i still have to prove my praises are the best~”

taglist: @lovelypasteldreams @living-for-drama @arixtsukki @month-seasoning @bakarinnie

[who-ever-said-i-was-nice]

could we have mc falling down the stairs and getting a concussion with ikevamp pls?

I got ya! Sorry it took this long...

Comte

you where at a party with Comte

 while he talked to guests you excused yourself and walked outside

on the way out you  accidentally ran into a man

he helped you up, you apologized and continued walking

you reached the front door and stepped outside

suddenly a very angry lady burst outside and came right at you

“ Why where you talking to me husband!” you looked at her, a little confused

“ Well, I bumped into him and I had to apologize. That’s the right thing to do. Non?”

“ You’re lying!” “ Listen here I already have a boyfriend. And he’s the most loving, caring, kind-hearted, sweet person I have ever met! Why the hell would I go talking to your husband!” “ You lying little bi**h. I know you want to steal him away. I can’t let that happen. No hard feelings right?”

she looked at you, her words dripping with venom and before you could react she pushed you down the stairs.

you fell and hit your head hard  on one of the steps

you heard a commotion at the top of the stair and you where pretty sure you saw a golden figure bend over you, but you blacked out

when you woke up you realized you where back home in your bed

you looked over to your right and saw a very tired looking Comte smiling down at you

you felt guilty so you apologized

he combed your hair and reassured you that everything’s fine and he isn’t mad at you

he was super worried but he won’t let it show for your sake

Oh yessssss some nice juicy drama * faints because of my own work*

Leonardo

uuuuuuuh this man will have a heart attack

you where walking around town, when you came across this huge library

you were super exited about it so Leo decided to walk you around

you two had a blast

you where mesmerized at the millions of old books inside

When you found something interesting you would bounce up and down like the adorable little dork you where and Leo would chuckle, loving every second of it

when it was time to leave you skipped out followed by Leo

you where walking down the stairs explaining about modern libraries when you slipped and fell backwards hitting your head on the step

Leo couldn’t catch you

the last thing you remember is Leonardo’s worried face

you woke up in your bed

you looked around the room

suddenly you felt the blanket shift a bit

as you lifted it Lumiere crawled out

he nudged your cheek and curled up beside you

you pet him for a while and then got up

“ OUCh! Oh Cara mia you’re awake

yup he fell asleep right next to your bed on the floor

you giggled and gently tugged him up and into the bed

you cuddled for a solid 2 hours

Arthur

it was winter

you where walking home after a case

you where talking and laughing

but the ground was icy and as you where walking by the entrance to a building you pointed at something and accidentally slipped

Arthur was looking at what you pointed at when he heard a dull thump a groan and a horrible crack

he whirled around only to see you on the ground, knocked out and a small stream of blood was flowing from your cheek

he immediately scooped you up and ran, all the while beating himself up for not catching you

you woke up in your bed

Arthur was passed out on the bed next to you

you realized your head was bandaged, you had a band-aid on your cheek and your arm was in a sling

when he felt you stir Arthur woke up and hugged you

turns out you blocked most of the fall with your hand so you didn’t break your head, and managed to get away with a concussion, but your left arm payed the price because now it was broken

This doctor was worried sick

Theo

Theoooooo mah boi

you just finished up at one of Theo’s art exhibition? displays? showcases? i don’t know, just imagine the correct version here

he had just made a really good deal and he was visibly happy

you two chatted as you walked outside

as you reached the bottom and where standing there waiting for a carriage, a rabid dog jumped out of the bush and attacked you knocking you to the ground

Theo couldn’t catch you he was to busy getting the dog to leave

you hit your head on the last step really hard and within a few moments you lost conciseness

You woke up in your bed the next day (or so you thought)

Theo was sitting next to you holding your hand

he pulled you into a tight hug

“ Silly Y/N scarring me like this.”

you broke free from his bear hug, only to pull your lover into a passionate kiss

when you pulled away he stared  into your eyes

Theo’s not the type to convert his emotions into words he prefers actions and the way he’s looking at you now melts your heart and you know how much he worried about you

“Thank you for taking care of me Theo. I’m a little sleepy now but can you stay a while” he snorted “ Wasn’t  a day and a half enough for you” buuut he’s a cutie so he crawled into bed with you and held you close as you fell asleep

*Me writing a part for Theo*: yes yes let’s make Theo’s favorite animal into the villain of this. ok and then let’s traumatize him by making you sleep for a long time. AAAAHHHHAHAHAHA I’m so evil. Ok so now that i have that out of my system let’s make this the sappiest of them all. OML I LOVE HIM

Dazai

Dazai and you where walking from the gazebo after *caught* things *caught*

no I’m kidding you had a tea party and  made rhymes about little dolls and bird and playgrounds

you cute little dorks I love you so much

Sebas was watering the plants there a few minutes ago and it got onto the steppes

Dazai was busy making ridiculously stupid dad jokes and you where laughing your head off

sadly you didn’t notice the puddle and slipped on it banging your head on the step

the last thing you remember was Dazai wrapping his arms around you and lifting you up whispering “ I got you little bird”

you woke up in your bed in the evening

Dazai was right next to you stroking your hair

“ Good morning, Toshiko-san!” you couldn’t help but laugh

Dazai was worried about you but he likes to live his life by the saying: Laughter is the best medicine

Vincent

you when to a church because Vincent wanted to paint it

however once he finished most of it he decided it was missing something

something that could immediately turn any plain picture into a beautiful masterpiece

you 

he asked you to model and you gladly agreed

you sat on the steppes and let Vincent paint you

once he was finished you jumped up and started hurrying down the stairs to see how it looked

unfortunately you slipped on one of the worn down steps and fell back banging you head and blacking out

Vincent saw this and rushed up to you

he was beside himself

he already has trouble dealing with emotions, and he just saw your life flash before his eyes

baby boy is traumatized

he picked you up and since he couldn’t carry it ditched the paining and ran to the nearest carriage

you woke up with Vincent by your side

he held your hand and smiled gently

“You’re awake thank God!”

you asked about the painting and he said he just left it there

needles to say you felt horrible so you asked if you could go back

he laughed saying it’s probably gone but complied

surprisingly the painting was still there

Napoleon

you where fencing

it was all fun and games

you would try your best and Leon would disarm you with ease

sometimes he would let you win by dropping the foil very obviously and saying something stupid like Oh no nunuce you got me again

either way it would always result in him picking you up and tickling you

at one point you where standing near the stairs

you where trying to disarm him and didn’t notice them

you stepped back and tripped and fell hitting your head on one of the stairs

the former emperor of France felt his blood chill 

he had never seen something scarier then you passed out on the stairs

in a flash he was by your side scooped you up and ran into the house

you woke up a few hours later and sitting right next to you, squeezing your hand like there is no tomorrow, was Napoleon

Honestly he looked like he had aged 50 years

but as son as you made eye contact all that  disappeared as if it wasn’t even there to begin with

He hugged you and semi scolded you for being a nunuce and scaring him

Jean

My apology for this one instead of stairs I used a horse. Also based on a true story, sorta. I didn’t have Jean.😢��

soldier boy

so you where riding with Jean one day

you loved these little outings

the way the wind whipped your hair and the landscape rushed past you as you rode into the sunset

romantic I know

but you have to remember that this also has it’s dangers...

that day you stayed out a bit longer then usual

the sun had already set when you decided it was time to go

so  you started making your way back through the dark forest

 suddenly a fox dashed across the rode and scared your horse

it reared and trashed an threw you off it’s back

you hit your head and blacked out

you woke up the next morning in Jean’s bed

he himself sat beside you

he had his eye patch off and he had bags under his eyes

it was clear he stayed up all night ( he was that worried)

you felt guilty

you got up and hugged him against your chest  caressing his hair

he sighed “ I was so worried about you mademoiselle“

you giggled at the name “ I’m sorry monsieur“

he looked up at you lovingly, deep purple eyes shining

he reached up to cup your cheek as you threaded your hand through his hair and you both met in a passionate kiss

Me: YOU MAY KISS THE BRIDE!!!!!! *sigh* I have lost my mind i case you haven’t noticed

Mozart

tsundere baby

Mozart had just finished one of his performances

and of coarse he killed it

since the place was not that far from the mansion you decided to walk to spare Mozart’s stomach

you where walking and you spotted something you stopped and excitedly pointed at it

Mozart rolled his eyes and kept going “You already have a plushie”

you playfully pouted but ran to catch up to him

suddenly a carriage rolled past you really close and scared you

you lost you balance and fell, hitting your head on the steppes of the building on your right

 Mozart wheeled around and saw you on the ground

he cursed himself for not being next to you,

he quickly picked you up and ran

You woke up the next day

Mozart was right next to you

“ This is why I hate carriages”

you burst out laughing and hugged him

he hugged you back and then slowly placed you back onto the bed

he then knelt down and brought up a bag and placed on your lap

you looked into the bad and in it was the plushie you where looking at before the accident

“ I thought it might make you feel better” the blush was visible on his cheeks

“ Oh, Mozart!” you threw your arms around him yet again “ I love it. I love you.” He buried his face in the crook of your neck, breathing in your scent “I love you too”

Isaac

you where at the university

Isaac had finished his lectures and was surprised to see you there

or at least that was what he thought he looked like in actuality

he was flustered, and was stuttering, palm sweating a little

the kids (let’s call them that ok, they’re babies compared to Isaac anyway) got a kick out of that and where snickering in the background  

you where standing on the steppes when a little girl, who you figured was someones sibling came rushing up to you

now you where standing facing each other and this girl came in between the two of you pushing you in the process

you lost your balance and hit your head on the railing of the stairs and then crumpled to the ground

all you heard was screams and then nothing

you woke up that evening and the second you opened your eyes Isaac had you wrapped up in his arms and was holding you against his chest

“ Do you have any idea how worried I was! Thank God you’re awake”

you cupped his cheek and pulled him into a kiss

once you pulled away you smiled up at the now very flustered Isaac

“ Thank you for taking care of me Isaac!”

he mumbled a ‘you’re welcome’

you laughed and hugged him

Sebastian

so the two of you cuties where grocery shopping

you where finishing up and walking out laughing and talking

all of a sudden you heard screams from inside the store

you turned around only to see a man running at you at full speed

you didn’t have time to react

he knocked into you and sent your stuff flying and you tumbling down the stairs

you hit your head hard

the last thing you remember was Sebastian desperately calling your name

you woke up in your room and Sebastian pulled you into a hug and kissed you deeply

nah just kidding

*flick*Don’t ever do that again” “ DID YOU JUST FLICK MY FOREHEAD?!

he smiled sweetly and kissed your forehead right where he flicked it

“I’m saying this because I was worried about you” “ Well that changes things”

you both laughed and then you cuddled

bless Comte for giving Sebas the rest of the day off so you could cuddle

William Shookspear

You where actually on stage

From the start of your relationship Will knew you loved acting

So one day he decided to let you audition and you got the main part

shocker 

jkjk you where a great actress

 The play began and you killed it

absolutely blew everyone away

at the end you rushed backstage to meet your boyfriend

he was there smiling at you

it was honestly the sweetest, brightest smile you had ever sen him give you

you rushed down the steppes, but your dress got caught in a nail and yanked you back

you lost your balance and fell backwards

you immediately lost consciousness

you woke up in his room

he was sitting beside you with a worried expression

he asked if you where feeling alright and when you said you felt fine he let out a sigh of relief

“ Did I do good Will?” you asked timidly

he smiled brushed back your hair and planted a kiss to your forehead

“ You where amazing”

That’s it! I really hope you enjoyed! Stay safe out there!

[wonder-queen-123]

You’ve been through a lot in your life. Your family constantly fights, and sometimes it gets physical; you have two older siblings, and they constantly hit you. Your oldest brother Joshua more often than not uses you as his personal punching bag, while your other sibling encourages Josh.

Your dad has shoved you against the wall a handful of times already, and has thrown at least three empty beer bottles at you. Your whole life has been like this, and to make matters worse, you’re being bullied at school.

Constantly shoved into the lockers, sometimes even being stuck in one; water, or any other kind of liquid being poured over your head, and of course, every so often, would have at least one person trying to hit you with their quirk.

You start to question why you’ve put up with this for so long, why you allow people to do these kinds of things to you.

**Sidenote: at one point during you being bullied, your main bully [Bakugo, of course] tells you that you don’t have a life, and if you want him to stop bullying you then you should just kill yourself….to which you actually take into consideration….and attempt it. As the bullying gets worse, you attempt to kill yourself again and again and again.**

One day, you decided you had enough of your life, so you started looking and thinking about what you could do to cope with everything….that’s when it suddenly hit you.

You remembered that your dad kept a box of different sized razors in his room, so one day you walked in, and took it. You also took a pack of cigarettes that your mom had, along with a few of her lighters.

You then went back to your room, and locked the door. You sat on the floor in the middle of your room, rolled up both of your sleeves, and unbuttoned your pants just enough to access your thighs.

You first brought the lighter to your wrists, and began to slowly burn, before moving to your thighs. After that, you took the pack of cigarettes, and took one out, and lit it.

You took a few puffs, then placed the end of the cigarette on your hand, and let it burn for about two minutes before removing it. You then took out one of the blades from the box, and began cutting both of your wrists, and thighs. You then put the cigarette out, and hid everything under your bed.

Deku was the first one to notice your self harm marks, specifically the burn on your hand, and cuts and burns on your wrists.

The two of you were training together, when your sleeve had slid up slightly. That distracted Deku long enough for you to knock him on his feet, and instead of getting up almost immediately after like he had been doing, he sat on the ground, looking up at you.

You didn’t notice that your sleeve had slid up, nor did you realize that Deku saw your scars. As you started approaching him, he thought he saw something just barely sticking out of your pocket.

He didn’t get a good look at it, but all he saw was something that looked like metal. “P-Puppy?” He stammered, looking at you. “Wh-what’s in your pocket? Also….what happened to your arm? Did Kaachan do something to you? Did he or Todoroki burn you by accident?”

Your heart almost immediately dropped, and you looked over at Deku. “Um…i-it’s nothing, Midoriya. Do-do you want to continue training? Or we can call it a day if you want.” You said, looking at him nervously.

Btw, some of your classmates had nicknames for you.

**Class 1A’s nicknames for you:**

Deku: Puppy, Smiley

Todoroki: Snowflake

Kirishima: Cutie, Pebble, (possibly Gemstone)?

Denki: Sparks, and Sparkplug

Tsu: Froglet, Lilypad, Lily

Mina: (Miss/Mr.) Smiles

Bakugo: [this one might seem more like an insult, but Smiling Freak]

Everyone else…apart from Grape Boy: N/N (Your nickname)

Deku looked at you with concern in his eyes. “Puppy, please talk to me. What’s wrong?” He said. You didn’t want to talk about anything at the moment, so you just brushed him off.

“Nothing, Deku. I think…I’m done training for the day. I’ll see you later.” You said, as you started walking away. “Wait!” Deku called out after you, but you continued on your way.

You didn’t want anyone knowing that you were self harming, or about your home life….at least, not yet.

As you walked away, Deku watched you, his kind-hearted gaze following you until you had gone out of sight. Little did you know, Deku wasn't one to give up easily, especially when someone he cared about was hurting.

He desperately wanted to help, but he knew he couldn't force you to confide in him. He understood that opening up about your struggles was a personal decision that only you could make.

But that didn't stop Deku from brainstorming ways he could offer support without prying or making you feel uncomfortable. He decided to start by subtly checking in on you, sending you small messages of encouragement and letting you know that he was there for you whenever you needed.

*’Im fine, Midoriya. You can stop worrying so much. Besides, it’s not important; and there’s other things that you should be focusing on and worrying about…such as hero training, and working to become a future hero. Don’t worry about me, I’m completely fine.’* You texted, not wanting to worry anymore about your problems.

Midoriya read the text, understanding your attempt to brush off his concern. Since he was so analytical, he was able to almost immediately see right through your text, but since he knew that you weren’t going to open up to him that easily, he thought that there was only one other thing he could do.

A few days later after him seeing your self harm marks, he knew he couldn’t keep it a secret and had to do something. He decided that whether you wanted him to or not, he was going to let Aizawa know that something was going on with you.

Once Aizawa was informed, he slowly started piecing together all the signs he noticed as well. “Thanks for letting me know, Midoryia. I’ll keep an eye on them, and please let me know if you notice anything else that seems off about them. I’ll talk to the principal and Hizashi and see what we can do.” Aizawa said, looking at Midoriya.

Once Deku left the classroom, he thought he noticed you heading towards the entrance of the school, so he decided to follow you and see what you would do.

He was surprised when he got outside to find you walking towards the dorms with Sero. It seemed like the two of you were talking about something, but Deku couldn’t hear what was being said.

“Hey, are you okay? What’s going on? You’ve been acting a little weird lately. Is everything alright?” Sero asked, looking at you, concern laced in his voice.

You looked away, and mumbled something. “What was that? Could you say that again, but a little louder?” Sero asked, looking at you.

Once the three of you made it inside Heights Alliance, you thought that Sero was going to ask more questions that you didn’t want to answer yet, so you looked away again, becoming slightly uncomfortable with the questions.

Sero stopped with the questions, and watched as you headed towards the stairs, eyes glued to the floor.

He, along with everyone else in the common room, were confused on what was going on, but knew better than to ask at the moment.

Once you got to your room, you got the box of razor blades out from under your bed, and made sure that you locked your door. You then rolled up both of your sleeves, and began cutting.

You soon got a text from both Bakugo and Monoma telling you that tomorrow morning they were going to be shoving you in a locker, and pour paint on you while walking to class.

You sighed deeply, and began cutting even deeper.

*‘Hey, you do realize what this weekend is…right? This weekend is the one weekend that me, you, and Josh are supposed to hang out. Also, me and Josh have the perfect place in mind. A fighting arena. Me and Josh have already signed up, but your names not on the list to fight. You’ve got a special job this weekend. You better come….or else!’* Your older sibling texted you.

You already knew what your part in the fight was; being your sibling’s personal punching bag, and punch dummy. Overwhelmed with everything that happened today, you put the blood stained razor blade away, and sat on your bed, silently crying hysterically.

You were rocking back and forth, unsure of why your family was the way it was. After a little while, you remembered what Bakugo had told you a handful of times already.

Without hesitation, you got off your bed, and walked over to your closet. You hated your life, and just wanted to die already, so you grabbed the rope that was in the very back of your closet, and immediately tied a noose.

You quickly sent a text to Midoriya saying that you were happy for all the memories you have made since starting UA, and that you were sorry. You then stood atop your desk, and tied the rope to the ceiling fan, and put the noose around your neck.

Without hesitation, you stepped off your desk, and let yourself fall. You immediately started to hang, and it would’ve been successful, had Deku not told Kiri, and a few others to go with him to check on you.

With the door being locked, Kiri wasted no time in breaking the door open, and immediately seeing you. He, along with the others screamed in horror at the sight in front of them, and then Kiri ran over to you, and immediately cut the rope, causing you to fall instantly.

Deku then got the rope off of your neck, and tossed it to the side. Your classmates realized that you were still alive, just unconscious. Deku immediately called Aizawa, and told him that he was bringing you to Recovery Girl.

Aizawa was alarmed by Deku's urgent call and instructed him to hurry to Recovery Girl's office, promising to meet them there immediately.

As they rushed towards Recovery Girl's office, Deku held you carefully in his arms, his heart pounding with worry. Upon arriving at Recovery Girl’s office, Deku immediately realized Aizawa was already inside talking to Recovery Girl.

Deku ran in, and carefully set you on one of the beds. Both heroes looked at him worriedly, and asked what happened.

Deku took a deep breath, his voice wavering as he explained that he had found you hanging from your ceiling fan.

As he was explaining what he thought had happened, both heroes looked between him and you. “And when I found them, they had already fell unconscious. Kirishima got them down, and I got the rope off from around their neck.”

Recovery Girl healed you, and told Aizawa and Deku that you were going to be fine. “Midoryia, do you know what happened before they went to their room?” Aizawa asked, looking at Deku.

Deku swallowed hard, his eyes filled with concern as he replied, "I'm not entirely sure, but earlier today they seemed more withdrawn than usual. I noticed that they were talking to Sero earlier, but I didn’t hear much of what was said. All I did hear was Sero ask Y/n if they were okay and what was going on.”

Aizawa nodded, and asked Deku to keep a close eye on you from now on.

Once Friday rolled around, you were dreading going home because you knew what was going to be happening over the next two days, and you also knew what would happen if you didn’t show up.

You texted your siblings in a group chat saying that you weren’t going to be part of the fight, and that you weren’t going to be their punch dummy any longer.

Both of your siblings started threatening you over text, and said that if you didn’t show up for their fight, then you would have hell to pay.

*’You two assholes don’t know the definition of hell. God, I could tell you what hell really is, but we’d be here all damn day! My whole life has been hell; the two of constantly gang up on me, and use me as a practice dummy. Our parents argue and fight all the time, and I’m more often than not caught in the middle of it all! Dad has already thrown at least 3 empty beer bottles at me, and the last one almost hit me! Mom screams so much, that she could make the whole world go deaf; Dad has strength like the fucking hulk, and to top it all off, I never get a moment of peace and quiet at home! This isn’t what a family is! A family shouldn’t be this broken! I hate the both of you, Mom and Dad!!! I hate this goddamn fucking family! None of you actually care about me, you all just use me for your own personal gain! Go to hell, and rot there for all eternity!!!!’*

After both of your siblings read the message, you knew you were going to get told off, but you didn’t care.

The next few days in class honestly were a blur. You’ve had it with your life, and you didn’t want to continue getting bullied or used by your own family, so you went to go find a fellow student that could hopefully set you free.

“Kaachan.” You said sternly, getting the ash blonde’s attention. “I need you to do me a favor. A *huge* favor. Please.”

He looked at you in surprise, and raised an eyebrow. “What do you need, you damn ext-“ “I want you to end my life for me.” You whispered in his ear.

He turned around and fully faced you. “What do you mean? Why? What’s going on?” He asked quietly, still raising his eyebrow. You sighed deeply, and gestured for him to come closer.

“I’m…worthless. My family…they’re bigger assholes than you, and want me gone. Please Kaachan. I’m begging you. I can’t keep living like this; I don’t want to. I just want all of this to stop.”

At this point you were crying, but trying to hold back the sobs as much as you could. Bakugo could see the pain in your eyes, and knew that if you called him by his childhood nickname, then it was serious.

“Alright, fine. But I’ll do it after class. Aizawa will probably be wondering what happened to you if you’re not in class today. Deku told me what happened the other day, and said that when he brought you to Recovery Girl, she healed you and said that you would be fine. But, listen, you stupid nerd. If I’m going to do this for you, can you at least tell me why you want this so badly? You don’t have to tell me everything, just tell me what’s been happening lately.”

You nodded, and hugged Bakugo tightly. “Thank you, Kaachan.”

As you pulled away from the hug, Bakugo corrected you, and told you that until he did that favor for you, he wanted you to call him ‘Katsuki’.

It had been about two or three days since you asked Bakugo for the favor, and you knew he’d keep his promise.

“Hey Pebble. How are you doing this morning? We’ve all missed seeing you smile. It’s been, what, about a week now since we’ve seen you smile.” Kirishima said, trademark grin ever present.

You gave him a smile, but Bakugo could tell it was fake. As everyone greeted you good morning, you continued giving them fake smiles, and started calling them by their nicknames as well.

“Rocky, you down to hang out this weekend? I was thinking maybe a few of us could have a small get together, and just chill and watch some movies. I might see if Sero, Sparky, Alien Queen, and a few others would like to join as well.” You asked Kirishima, already knowing the answer.

“Hey Cutie, yeah! Let’s do it! That sounds fun. I’ll ask the other from our squad, and you ask whoever else you want to.”

Of course Bakugo was the only one who knew what was coming up in a handful of days, and he wanted to spend as much time with you as possible before that day came.

It was the day that you and a handful of your classmates were having a small get together, when Kirishima walked over to you, and asked how you were doing. You lied and said that you were fine, and that you couldn’t be happier.

Kirishima gave you his shark-toothed grin, and walked off to talk to some other friends, leaving you alone.

Just as you were about to go find Bakugo, Mina ran up to you, and hugged you so tightly that you thought she was going to suffocate you.

“Hey Mina. What’s going on? What up?” You asked, once she loosened her grip. “Sorry about that, Smiles. Anyway, come here for a second. I have to show you something.” She grabbed your arm and started pulling you before you had a chance to say anything.

She led you over to Bakugo, who was popping off small explosions left and right. “Do it again, Bakugo. They need to see this.” Mina said, as Bakugo slowly increased the size of his explosions.

“Stand back, everyone. If you get burned, then that’s your fault because I’m warning you now. Miss Wealthy, now.” Bakugo said, noticing everyone stepping back, and Momo creating something.

Once Momo created special sunglasses for everyone, Bakugo shot multiple explosions in the air, and watched as each explosion turned into a letter.

Everyone stared at the sky in awe, and couldn’t believe that Bakugo had wrote your name using his explosions. “I’m not done yet, you extras.” He said, as he sent a chain of more explosions into the sky, and watched as they created a light show, with each letter of your name dancing about before merging together to create something even more spectacular.

Bakugo’s explosions had rewritten your name, and right under it said ‘My little Explosion, I love you’ with a heart that had an arrow going through it.

You looked at Bakugo, and you couldn’t stop the tears streaming down your face. “Baku-Katsuki, I love it. Thank you! This is the absolute best day of my life!” You cried out, engulfing the ashe blonde in a tight hug.

He grunted in surprise, then slowly relaxed in your touch. “You idiot.” He said softly, hugging you back.

[orobaxi]

aaa I really like your blog :(💞 may I request some relationship hcs with Mona? She's such a cutie🤧 Idk if u can write for her but if u can't, then maybe with Razor?👀

since she tends to spend her paychecks on books & astrology items instead of necessities, such as food, you’ll have to either convince her to quit that habit or go fruit/vegetable picking & hunting with her.

she wouldn’t perform any astrological readings on you unless you really, really wanted it. these readings would also be one of the very few times she’d consider sugarcoating the truth, however, she knows you’ll value the cold, hard truth more. 

stargazing dates! be prepared to spend an entire day traversing a mountain with her, in order to reach the top just as the stars are beginning to show themselves in the evening sky… humming a soft tune to herself, she’d play with your hair when you have your head in her lap, & tell you miscellaneous astrology facts. this is a normal occurrence for the two of you – at least once or twice a week. 

she strikes me as the type to have her own personal vegetable garden… the two of you would water the plants together, & kill any pests that decided to make the plants their home. her favorite days are the ones where the two of you repot the plants that have grown too big, & plant some new ones. what she loves more than that, though, is the amazing cuddles she gets from you afterwards.

sometimes, she’d randomly flick a few drops of water at you. when you ask her what she was doing, she’d always say “hm? what are you talking about? i’m reading the new book i got.” & the second you turned your back, another drop of water landed on you… rinse & repeat this a few more times, before she finally breaks out with a smile & admits that she was, in fact, the person behind it.

since he knows “many practical applications for plants,” he’ll occasionally gift you a whole, practical plant – roots & all, with dirt still falling from them. he doesn’t understand why this action would be seen as odd until you explain it to him, but you appreciate the gifts nonetheless. 

he’ll also gift you raw meat & ripe fruits, but he would always get confused as to why you used a fire on the meat before you ate it. you’d have to show him what this crazy thing called “cooking” is, & he’d be terrified the first few times. after all, fire’s bad, right?

doesn’t quite understand when the two of you started dating, but he isn’t complaining. the first time you introduced him as your boyfriend, he didn’t know what the word itself meant! he did know that he loved you, though, & that he’ll protect you with his life.

since he isn’t one for talking, he enjoys the silent moments with you – the moments where the two of you are cuddled under a shady tree together, listening to the stillness of the nature surrounding you.

apparently, dogs can sense emotions based on smells. therefore, it isn’t too much of a stretch that razor himself would be able to slightly sense whatever emotions you’re feeling. he wouldn’t be sure how to comfort you when you’re upset, but he’d try his best.

any gifts you give him immediately go into his special wooden box, where all of his most prized possessions go. he looks into the box whenever he’s upset, & he always feels at least a bit better afterwards.

[twst-headcanon]

Hii 🙃 May I request some headcanons for Ace, Deuce, Idia, Malleus and Leona with a s/o who loves stuffed animals and takes them everywhere?If it’s possible could you do a bonus reactions when their s/o uses the plushie to kiss them? Make it as fluffy as possible please >//< By the way I love your writing 💕

Heeyyyyyy !! So here is (finally !) the answer for your request ! Mod Amy helped me writing this I hope it’ll meet your needs !! It was fun to write and I might have get overboard at moments tehee~~~. Also thank you for your kind words, it makes us more confident and fired up !! Anyway enjoy reading !! ~Mod Ebi

Warning: Sweetness overload (or so I think), if you get cavities we won’t be responsible for it !!

S/O who loves stuffed animal and takes it anywhere.

Ace:

Well he was surprised at first. « Eh ? A stuffed dog ? Isn’t that a bit childish ? » Ace for the love of whoever you want please think before speaking. And the moment he saw their tense face, he immediately told himself « oh shit I fucked up » yes you did.

Poor boy felt really bad and apologies but the more time he spend with the plushie, the more he grew attached to it. “I’ve only had this smol cutie for a day and half. But if anything happened to him, I would kill everyone in this school and then myself.” They even became besties. « If it wasn’t already yours, I would have already adopt this ball of floff. » Sorry Deuce, your spot was taken.

Ace wouldn’t ever admit it but it brings him comfort to hug it when he sleeps during class using it like a pillow. It’s a wonder how the teachers never scold him about that.

And because he likes to hold it, he uses Grim as an excuse « You already have to hold Grim, let me hold my little puppy ! » and thus, he carries it around on his shoulder -No worries he won’t let it fall when if his life is at stake.-

If you use the plush to kiss him, he’ll give the dog many smooch back ! Until he sees his love a bit envious, that’s when he drown them in kisses too !!

Deuce:

What a cute bunny !! Does it have a name ? For how long did you have it ? He decided that from now on, he’ll to hold it his heart ! It’s just so lovely ! Like them !!

However his lover might not mind the way people talks about them carrying a stuffed animal but he does. He tried to warn them threaten them gently not to, but it didn’t work. What could he do to show some support...

OH !💡! He just got an awesome idea !!

A few days later when Deuce comes to his lover, he shows them a package. “Look at what my mother send me !” It was an old hare plushie. “This was mine when I was still an infant. I asked her to send it back to me. That way not only we match but your plushie won’t be alone anymore !”

Because he thinks his lover and their plushie are alike, he tried to sew a spade pattern under the eye of his hare (at the same place he have his.) Unfortunately he can’t sew for shit and had to ask help from Trey.

Once they use the bunny to kiss Deuce, and he asked he in return “A kiss ? I see then who would you a kiss back from ? Me or my hare ?” Ask for both and both you’ll received !!!

Leona:

At first he didn’t care that much about it. As long as they didn’t ask him to carry this lion plushie, our favorite lion shouldn’t have be bothered about it. Shouldn’t have.

Aha well too bad for him, because a big surprise he never thought would ever happened hit him in the guts.

This plushie was ☆*:.｡ everywhere ｡.:*☆.

During class sitting between him and his chosen one while they brush it.

During lunch “No Leona I won’t feed you, what if I stain my plushie ?”.

During your napping quality time, cuddling the stuffed animal instead of him.

... This has to be a joke. Who’s the boyfriend here ? Leona Kingscholar or that damn plushie ?!

No, wait a minute l! There is NO way his pride would let him to be envious of a fake lion ?!!?!?

BUT THEN HE SAW IT. His lover. Kissing. The toy.

OK THAT’S IT. LEONA HAS ENOUGH.

“Oi ! Stop that right now.” Leona ? What is it why do you look so upset ? “Put this damn plush down. Why do you keep pamper this thing more than me ?”

“... Leona. Love. Are, are you jealous ?” “Haa ?! Of course not what makes you think so ?”

He totally is. You can hear Ruggie wheeze in the background.

“*chuckle* Oh Leona if you were envious you could have say so ! I guess I’ll just have to correct that.” FINALLY.

But the only thing they managed to do, is make the smaller lion kiss him.

“Grrr you got this all wrong. Let me show you what I meant earlier.” And Leona swept them off their feet to kiss them like there is no tomorrow.

Idia:

*Gaaasssp* A STUFFED CAT ! IT LOOKS SO FLUFFY !!!!! HNNNN HIS HEART IS SOFT. Can he hold it too ? Can he pet it ??

He is totally on board with his lover carrying a plushie around. Usually cats flee before him, thanks to it he could try and train how to interact with felines !

Oh ! Maybe he should also tell how admirative he is of them ! Idia is aware that people can be mean, and for his lover to hold always with them without minding other’s thoughts ! How could he not fall even deeper in love ?

Now, your plushie have two person gushing and pampering it ! And when Ortho saw you he couldn’t help but to say : « You looks so cute together !! Like a family !!! If Idia is the father and you the other parent, does that mean I am « ojitan » ? »

Idia.exe has stopped working. ORTHO COULD YOU PLEASE NOT BROKE YOUR BROTHER LIKE THAT ??? HE IS BLUSHING SO MUCH HE LOOKS LIKE OVERHEATED.

-Not that any of you mind that, rather his comments made the both of you really happy-

If they use the plushie to kiss him, Idia will at first blush hard -his hair might as well turn a bit red- but he’ll use the plushie to kiss them back *indirect kiss !!!!!*

If he feels more bold, Idia would even turn it to a snuggle session and kiss them on their head and lips.

Malleus:

He might not show it, but Malleus found that little bat plushie extremely cute ! Unlike some he understands that you like to carry it around, regardless of if it’s a memory, if it helps you relax or even if there is no reason.

If anyone dares to make a bad comment about it, he’ll make sure remember their face. -But let’s face it who would dare to do it knowing that Malleus is their boyfriend.-

In a way to support you, he presents you his tamagotchi !! “Now like this, we know each other’s friends. They could even be friend don’t you think ?”

If you ever need it, Malleus would hold your stuffed bat for you (like if you need to go to the bathroom or whatever.)

During time like this, while you are not aware or watching, he’ll groom and talk softly to it, admiring it like he admire gargoyles.

“My friend I have a request. Please for the times I am not around, could you protect them for me ? Here is a little charm that would guard you if anything happen. I’ll count on you.”

If they use the plushie to kiss Malleus, he’ll chuckle and gently kiss you back. “Fufu did you perhaps wanted to start a Chinese whisper game ? Every loving gesture, I’ll lavish it a hundred times more back to you.”

((So I am not sure about the name “Chinese whisper game”, it’s called “téléphone arabe” in french but I’m not sure if I got the right translation here.))

[purekesseltrash]

My Fic List

Whelp, decided I should do one of these.  I have mostly written for Hockey RPF and BNHA, as you have likely already seen!

My BNHA Fics

Bury Them Deep

- “Shouji Mezou's entire life has revolved around being a goalie and playing hockey since he was five years old. After being drafted in the third round in the NHL, Shouji has two more years of college before moving on to playing professional hockey like he's always wanted. Or at least like he always thought he wanted. An injury that ends his season throws him into a tailspin, forcing him to take a look at his life and how he is going to live it, especially after meeting his fascinating new goth history tutor.”

(This bad bitch is 81k total and is chock full of my red hot hockey takes and midwestern references.  I love it very much and it is a sweet baby.)

The Rooftop Necromancy series AKA my black metal band AU:

Downhill from Here 

- “ Hizashi just wants to tour the country with his best friends with their metal band in their shitty van like they've been planning for years. He'd successfully hidden his crush on one of them for years, after all, he would definitely be able to make this work and keep things fun and uncomplicated. Until Aizawa decided to start acting weird. “

(In which I take you all on a nostalgic trip to 2006-2008 metal culture and you can see the black metal love song that my dumb ass wrote.)

The Perfect Mistake

- “ It wasn't as though Hizashi had planned on breaking up with his boyfriend while they were on tour in a tiny cargo van with no room and no peace. He would have much rather preferred to do it when they were home and he could easily go and crawl back into his mom's basement. But he didn't have a choice. “

(As relationships tend to do, theirs goes through problems.)

Rooftop Necromancy

-"He’d even ended up leaning into the crowd when someone’s elbow had connected solidly with his nose and thrown him back. They’d gone quiet as Hizashi got himself up to his feet, ripped off his now bloody ‘Within Temptations’ tshirt from 2004, whipped his hair back from his face and screamed, “That’s what I’m FUCKING talking about.” into the mic.

They went wild for it, cheering as blood ran down his nose, past his mouth and dripped onto the stage, leaving him feeling like an otherworldly monster performing an occult ritual. Metal, he thought dazedly to himself, why in the fuck had he ever stopped doing metal."

(I hyperfocused so hard at the idea of Mic as a metal head that I wrote this in seven straight hours and WROTE THROUGH THE ATTEMPTED COUP ON DEMOCRACY WITHOUT KNOWING IT.  It’s a bit rough, but it’s got some good parts and it spawned the whole damn series.)

Hands Up

- "But of course he had, they had always been able to read each other and what they meant. That had often been their problem, if he was going to be honest."

(In which they figure their shit out.  Basically it was written when I was thinking alot about how my own mental health had evolved through the years.  It’s basically the story of two people who are both very good for each other and also very bad and how they deal with that.  It’s probably the most personally meaningful thing I’ve ever written.)

The other BNHA fics:

Waking Up With Ghosts

-"Hizashi opened his eyes to a world that belonged to ghosts. His headphones were gone and the gray, grimy world that he felt more than saw was muffled and still. This was bad, he hazily thought."

In which we follow Hizashi shortly after the events of 296. How he's found, how he finds out and how he has to tell.”

(I fished this one out of the garbage of my Google Docs because I’d written most of it and forgotten about it.  I dragged it out, prettied it up a little and threw it up on AO3.  It is by far my most well read BNHA fic, go figure.)

Leave Her Johnny

-”Captain Hizashi Yamada has combed the Seven Seas looking for the elusive smuggler Eraserhead. He has spent years searching for him, tracking his movements and trying to anticipate where he would be next. But he had never considered what would happen when he finally found him. “

(I wrote a paragraph of this and was immediately like ‘I MUST CREATE THIS’.  I take some chances writing wise in this as the whole thing is done in a Victorian Era ish style of writing.  But I think it’s effective and the ending is likely one of the best that I’ve ever managed.  I’m proud of it.)

Gold Rush

-”"That earned him a laugh and Mashirao’s smile made something in his chest ache, something that made him want to hurt. Why had he ever left?

“I’m really not,” Mashirao was saying but Shinsou just shook his head and kissed him once, twice and wished he could take the sunny afternoon and make it stay forever. Make it stay forever like Mashirao somehow had, while the neighborhood had adjusted without Hitoshi’s permission.

“You are,” he said, “And I love it.”

I love you, he should have said.  But as Mashirao’s eyes softened and the blonde pushed him back against the bed, Hitoshi knew he didn’t need to say it."

(You know how sometimes you listen to a Death Cab for Cutie song about gentrification over and over until a fic comes out?  Because that’s basically what happened here.)

Black Sun

‘"But then he remembered the way that Shouji had eaten the night after, one hand curled into his hair as he hung back in the corner. Shouji hid when something was wrong, like a wounded cat trying to find a dark place to either live or die and he was being released tomorrow. Now was the time to push or he’d find Shouji right back on his bed, staring at nothing."

Something happened to Shouji on the beach. Tokoyami is sure of it.‘

(Aaaaaand Death Cab for Cutie strikes again.  But heyo, my first published ShouToko and it is SOFTTTTT)

In the Far and Mighty West

Mic came closer and despite himself, Shouta could not find it in him to feel afraid. “You won’t understand, not really. I’ll try, though. I’m like Pecos Bill or Paul Bunyan or a jackalope or that fish that your friend caught that he swears he brought in but that you’ve never seen proof of. I’m the herd of dogies moving sweet and steady in the right direction, I’m no stragglers to worry about, I’m that perfect dog that’s there to keep them in line. I’m that group of good friends that you would kill for, I’m the woman who you’re dying to come home to, I’m that promised home of milk and honey. I’m Mic.”

Shouta stared at him dazedly and licked his lips, feeling drunk and stupid as he stared at the man. “You’re… magic?”

“I suppose you could call me that.”

(Cowboy!Erasermic.  Inspired heavily by American Gods and my own love of folk heroes.)

In Your Violence

- “'Mezou frowned, eyes narrowing. “Are you trying to say that you’re scared that I’ll be killed by having faith in you?”

“It would be in your best interest to stay away from me,” Fumikage finally said, his voice falling flat and quiet. “I am destined to be a monster.”

'Mezou gets the call he fears, the one that says that Fumikage has lost control again. But this time it's different, in more ways than one.”

(I listened to Silence by Marshmello until I went insane in this is the result.  Featuring some of my super depressing headcanons about Shouji!  But it’s not awful.)

My hockey fics that I still like:

Hufflepuff Halfwit  

- ““Zhenya, the wind is coming from the west, I will not remind you again. You shut that window before the house stinks of factories!” She snapped and Geno stared at the owl as though maybe it would know what to do. But instead, it had given a little hoot and wiggled inside, only to drop it’s letter on the counter.

He turned his head very slowly back to look at his mother, who had suddenly gone very quiet. “It… just showed up, Mama. And um. It brought a letter.” He waited again, looked back at the owl who had begun to nose at the pirozhkis in interest and then looked back at his mother with the best puppy dog eyes he had ever attempted. “Can I keep it?”

(This is a part of my hockey/Harry Potter au that still legitimately haunts my dreams.  It’s basically a Sid/Geno in Hogwarts but I really love the world building I got to do with Koldovstoretz, the Russian school of wizardry.  Don’t read ‘On the Word of a Slytherin’ though, I’m not as proud of that one.)

The Prince  

- “What the fuck.” Matt breathed out, sitting back heavily onto his hotel bed as he stared at his phone.

‘This is Henrik.’ The text read. ‘I would like to meet you. I will book a room in Pittsburgh at your convenience. Let me know what time will work for you.’  - 

(Listen, it’s Henrik Lundqvist/Matt Murray smut, I feel like that is novel and interesting and worth your attention.  I wax poetic on goalies in this, as you do.)

The Zoo of Toronto 

- “No one missed it when a massive porcupine had shuffled in between the reporters with a single minded focus, pushing media away until it was able to grip onto Phil’s suit pants and try to pull itself up. He hadn’t been able to do more then besides pick the animal up before it could shred his pants to shreds and walk out of the locker room before the decision had been made with the Toronto media.

Phil Kessel was guilty.” 

(Not gonna lie, this is probably my favorite of the hockey fics I’ve written.  And it’s Phil/Carl, which is never found anymore but it was a good pairing.)

[babyboyblasty]

CHAPTER 11:

"Shhh, don't talk too loud! You'll wake him!"

"But we're almost there"

"Yeah but look at him! He looks so peaceful!"

"And pretty.."

"What?"

"What? I didn't say anything. "

"Hagakure-san, your bisexual is showing"

"Kyaaah!!!! I didn't say anything!"

Bakugou slowly blinked his eyes open and saw Ochako and Mina smirking at a flustered Hagakure who was flailing her arms around. Mina noticed he was awake and immediately looked his way with a smile. "Bakubabe! We're one stop away from the mall so wakey wakey~" she sing songed and Bakugou slapped the hand that was patting his head away.

"Uraraka-kun! Hagakure-kun! Ashido-kun! Get back in your seats this instant! Standing in a moving vehicle is completely unsafe and against the rules" Iida yelled back at the three and they laughed, doing as told with a 'yes class pres'.

Letting out a yawn, Bakugou sat upright from laying on Koda’s shoulder and stretched out his back. He was going to rub the sleep from his eyes but remembered he had makeup on and puffed his cheeks in annoyance at the inconvenience, crossing his arms with a frown. From beside Iida (who was chopping the air while lecturing the girls about safety protocols) Izuku couldn't hide his smile at how cute grumpy Kacchan was but then again neither could half the class.

Todoroki heard a quiet laugh from behind him and turned to see Satou there. "That Midoriya sure can't hide how bad he's got it, can he?" the other chuckled, speaking to Ojirou, and Todoroki's head tilted in confusion.

"How bad he's got what?" he asked.

"Hmm? Oh. I was just referring to the crush he has on Bakugou" he explained and Ojirou nodded along with an amused smile.

"Midoriya has a crush on Bakugou?" Todoroki frowned slightly.

"You didn't know? It's so obvious. Well, obvious to everyone except Bakugou that is" Sato laughed and Todoroki turned back around signaling the end of the conversation. Satou didn't seem to mind though since he went right back to speaking with Ojirou, this time about training. To be fair, Bakugou seemed oblivious to the fact he had practically nineteen pairs of eyeballs glancing at him from time to time even now. The bus came to a slow stop and everyone began to gather their stuff.

"We're here! Everyone stick with a moving buddy or group, no wandering off on your own" Iida announced and ushered everyone off the bus and towards the mall entrance. As hard as it was to believe (or not), class 1-A's infamous luck for attracting trouble had followed them well into their third year at UA.

Bakugou and Kirishima made eye contact as they got off the bus but the latter quickly turned away to go catch up with Denki and Sero. Katsuki won't say that it didn't hurt but he hid it and just moved on, stuffing his hands into the pockets of his shorts and beginning to walk forward with the rest of his classmates. Whatever shitty hair's fucking problem was wasn't any of his business but if it continued, he'll definitely take matters into his own hands. Eijirou isn’t cutting him off without at least an explanation.

"So we'll all meet up here in three hours. Does that sound fair?" Momo asked the class once they were in the center of the mall near the water fountain and everyone agreed, splitting up into groups with their friends. "Afterwards we can all go to the food court together." The students began to disperse and head in different directions after that, merging with the rest of the people at the mall.

Izuku hung back a little from his own group, Iida and Todoroki, when he saw that Katsuki was alone since Kirishima had gone with his other friends. He approached him and tapped him on the shoulder to get his attention. "Um, Kacchan? Would you maybe like to—"

"Sorry Midoriya!" a pale pink arm was suddenly draping over the blonde's shoulders and pulling them into a borderline chokehold. "We're going to steal this cutie for a few hours. Baku-yum is coming with us to do some shopping" Mina butt in. The blonde just 'tsked' with an eye roll but didn’t disagree.

"Right" the boy smiled though his shoulders sagged a bit. He had hoped to get to hang out with Bakugou for a while to talk, maybe possibly even just the two of them alone, but he guessed he was too late for that.

"You can join us if you'd like, Midoriya-kun," Yaoyorozu quickly added and the rest made noise of agreement. Behind them stood the rest of the girl squad and Aoyama, all looking at the green haired boy who flushed at the attention, especially under the intense stare of a pair of red eyes.

"Oh, um. No, that's fine. I was just leaving anyway. See ya later" he shyly waved at them and they all waved back, saying their goodbyes (and “au revoir”) with the exception of Jirou who merely nodded his way in acknowledgement and Bakugou who ignored it completely.

Mina took Bakugou's hand in hers and started leading him away god knows where. "See you in three hours, Midoriya!" she looked over her shoulder back at him and gave him a thumbs up.

"Where are you extras taking me now?" Izuku heard Bakugou groan.

"The question is more like where /aren't/ we taking you. We have three hours to kill" she laughed.

"Why me?" he complained but didn't make any effort in pulling away. Gosh how class 3-A loved their tsundere.

Deku looked at them leave, watching how they bickered the whole way in endearment.

"You look nice today, Midoriya."

The male jumped, turning to find Todoroki standing there.

"Ah! T-Todoroki-kun! You scared me" he shrieked. " And oh. I um, thank you Todoroki-kun. You look nice as well" he replied a bit awkwardly. He was never good at accepting compliments.

"It's for Bakugou, right?" the half and half male stated. It wasn't a question and Izuku knew it.

"W-what?" he sputtered and turned very red, looking around for anyone that might have heard or was eavesdropping into the conversation. The mall was full of people but no one seemed to be paying attention to the two UA students though, too busy doing their own thing to notice. "W-why, why would you—?"

"Me too" Todoroki smiled a little before it went away, replaced by his usual blank expression. "I hope this doesn't put a strain in our friendship. You're a dear friend to me, Midoriya."

"I um…" he mumbled, baffled. He was at a loss for words. How could he respond to that? "He isn't a girl" was what he said instead. Maybe he was only attracted to Kacchan because of the quirk. Or at least that's what he hoped.

"I know he isn't. And tomorrow when he turns back I will continue to pursue him if he'll have me" Todoroki explained. "It took me a while to see it but I think I've had feelings for Bakugou for a while now. I was told that you do too and I thought it was the right thing to do to give you a fair warning that I will be going after Bakugou as well."

"...right."

Todoroki and Izuku remained in a silence where neither of them spoke and only stared at each other, Todoroki with an air of indifference where he appeared unfazed and Izuku where his eyebrows were pulled together and his lips were set in a thin line in thought.

"Todoroki-kun, Midoriya-kun, there you are. Did something happen?" Iida approached them. He had gone to the bathroom for a second only to come back to his friends in a type of staring contest.

"Ah? Oh, um, it's nothing. Todoroki-kun and I were just talking. Shall we go?" Izuku put on a forced smile and if Iida noticed it, he didn't say anything and just nodded. In a way, Izuku was a little relieved at the intervention and he quickly moved to the other side of Tenya, keeping his distance from Shoto for a bit. Truth be told, he still wasn't completely sure of what just happened. Sure he thought Kacchan was awesome and amazing and cool but he didn’t like him like /that/, did he? He didn't think so, but knowing that Todoroki did like him that way didn't sit right with him either.

...

"Don't both your parents work in the fashion industry, Bakugou?" Jirou asked, crossing her arms over her chest.

"Yeah they do. What about it, ears?" the blonde raised an eyebrow.

"No, nothing. Just wondering how the son of two fashionistas could have such bad taste" she smirked.

"Oi screw you!" he growled.

"Ladies, no fighting. Okay Bakubabe, I need your opinion since I can't decide. This top with these pants or this top with the skirt?" Mina asked, stepping out of the dressing room like it was her own personal catwalk and doing a twirl a few feet away from them, striking a pose.

"I don't know. Get what you want" he shrugged with a dismissive tone and Mina pouted, giving him a look that made Bakugou groan. Jirou gave him one too. "Ugh alright, fine! Whatever. Get the top with the skirt. The colors suit your skin tone better and they're much more versatile than bright fucking red jeans. The pants look cool or whatever but you have enough of those. Besides, with the skirt and top you'll be able to mix and match more outfits so you'll get more use out of them. Plus the skirt makes your natural curves stand out more and gives you a more feminine and mature look but depending on what you pair it up with you can switch the style."

Mina was just expecting a random opinion like Kiri, Denki, and Sero said when she forced them to come with her (which she'd then overthrow and choose what she wanted in the first place), not Bakugou to give a full blown analysis as to why. Was her heart racing a bit?

"Close your mouth, Mina. You'll catch flies” Jirou teased, her hand raising up to her mouth to hide her snicker.

So far, it's been two hours more or less. Mina had wanted to keep shopping so Jirou joined the pink skinned girl and they dragged Bakugou along with them while the other girls and Aoyama went to get a manicure done. Momo texted Jirou a few minutes ago that they were done though so they were just waiting on Mina so they could pay and leave to meet up with the rest of their group in front of the nail place.

"I- yes!" Mina blurted out and Jirou noticed the subtle red peeking through pink cheeks. She was blushing. "The skirt and shirt it is then" she decided, nodding in approval, and went back into the dressing room to change into her own clothing.

Bakugou just grumbled and settled back into his chair while the other girl giggled into the palm of her hand. ‘There goes another one’ she thought to herself.

"What are you laughing at, ears?" the other looked over at her accusingly.

"Oh, nothing. Don't mind me" Jirou shrugged with a smirk, her finger twirling her earlobe mindlessly.

…

Somewhere on the opposite side of the mall were Iida, Todoroki, and Izuku. Everything seemed to have gone back to normal as they all talked between themselves and Tokoyami's group; Shoji and Koda. Or more like everyone but Todoroki talked. The ice and fire quirk user was too busy looking up vital information for research purposes on his phone.

It all started a little less than an hour ago when they were in a store and through the window, he saw how a boy with shaggy brown hair gave a girl a bag with something in it and the girl gave him a hug and a kiss on the cheek in return. Todoroki hummed to himself a bit in wonder then turned to Iida. Izuku had gone to look at some hero figurines a few aisles down so it was just them in that particular section.

"Iida" Todoroki spoke and Tenya looked up from a nice tie he had his eye on and over to said boy instead.

"Yes? What is it, Todoroki-kun?" the male brought up a hand to fix his glasses instinctively but then remembered he wasn't wearing any. Force of habit.

"Why did that guy give that girl a gift? Is it her birthday?" he turned back to look out the window. The two of them were sitting quite close with their fingers intertwined and Iida refrained from telling Todoroki how it was impolite to stare.

"Um, it could be? But people tend to give the people they like gifts just because sometimes. To show they were thinking about them and that they care. There doesn't always have to be a special occasion" Iida explained.

"Oh" Todoroki nodded. He thinks he gets it now. Growing up the way he did, he never received presents just because. Only ever on his birthday or a holiday. He thought it was against the rules to give gifts just because but Iida said it was okay so it must be. “And if I give someone a gift, will they know I like them and like me back?" he asked.

"Well, maybe. But there's also the chance that they /won't/ like you back immediately or at all in some cases, however it's a good start" Iida patted the other on the back and Todoroki thanked him.

That's basically how Todoroki found himself where he was now. 'What to give to a boy that's been turned into a girl but only temporarily since he's still a boy as a gift to show you are interested' is what he typed into the search engine. "Gifts for Girls: 36 of the Best Gift Ideas for Girls to Let Them Know You Care" was what popped up as the first option and Todoroki thought it through before he clicked it anyway. It never hurts to check. 'A tumbler with a straw; she'll think of you with every sip with this cute decorative tumbler' it read. No. Next one. 'Lip duo; keep her lips moisturized with this cute lip balm and lip tint set!" Hmm… no. Next. 'Gold initial pendant necklace; These cute gold initial pendant necklaces are a perfect little gift. She will carry your initials with her always! (Bonus points if you get one for yourself with her initials too)'

While it does sound appealing to think about Katsuki wearing an 'S.T' or even just an 'S' pendant necklace around his neck, he doesn't think it's an appropriate first gift just yet. Maybe once they start dating he can get him one and even buy himself a matching ‘K.B’ one so they can match and be, quote unquote, ‘relationship goals’ like Mina says. That’d be nice. He’d like that. Shoto continued on to the next one.

'Jigsaw puzzle; This inspiring 500 piece jigsaw puzzle is a good activity to do together' he read. He'll think about it but he wants something better. Shoes was the next one but he doesn't really know Bakugou's shoe or clothing size so that's out. A candy making kit sounds fun but Bakugou doesn't really like sweet things.

After going through all 36, Todoroki still didn't have the perfect gift. If there was anyone who'd know what Bakugou likes better than anyone else, it'd be either Midoriya or Kirishima but he wanted to do this himself. He'll keep looking in the shops as they go. They have an hour left before going back so he'll find something. Todoroki was determined.

“Isn’t that Bakugou? Who's that he's with?” he heard someone say, and turned to Shoji. Following the direction in which he was looking, Todoroki discovered that it indeed was Bakugou and he felt himself go cold, hands clenching. This wasn’t good.

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[theinvisibledreamergirl]

#79 please cutie ❤️

angst/fluff prompts:

#79. “I don’t care what anyone else thinks.”

A.N: thanks a lot queen Ruby❤️ I hope I’ve made justice because as always I detest my writing.

Warning: language

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Hangover isn’t the best way to forget feelings.

Especially when they’ve grown strong and unexpectedly fast.

Males are mostly known for their addiction to alcoholism and smoking for different reasons. They would always speak in a slurred language or swearing loud enough for the others to hear it.

Someone would say that females are much weaker and they would faint with the first glass of whiskey or a tequila shot.

This was the second bottle of scotch she was opening.

“Who... cares... if... I’m innn... loooveeee?” Her little speech was in a sing-along mixed with screeching voice that surely had drawn the attention of her neighbours. “Teeeelllllll meeeee... my swieetttieee littleee-”

The door’s bell was heard as she frowned with her lips twitched in annoyance. Her song was interrupted.

“Who in the motherfucking’s hell knocks now huh?!!” She shouted while her legs where directing her to the kitchen instead of the door.

“Not here you gal.” She said to herself while pointing her finger. “There.”

Finally somehow even with a blurry vision she opened the door to reveal the surprise behind of it which in fact wasn’t at all to her.

Jesus why he has to be such sexy in front of me?

What caught his eyes was that she only wore her black lingerie and a robe that was falling off her shoulders slightly. She didn’t seem to care if anyone else would find her like that.

God you’re drunk.

“Rookie?”

“What?” She snapped.

Calm down Ethan. You’re a grown man.

“We have to talk.”

“There’s nothing left. Just fuck off.”

He held the door that was about to close forcefully. “I didn’t ask you.”

“Oh great now you have orders even in my house now? What else do you want? To kiss your ass?!” She tried to close it again but he was stronger than her now.

Being drunk didn’t help her self-protect instincts to evade this intruder in her house.

In her heart.

“Just go away you wonk!”

“Not until I’m done with you Rookie!”

“Do not fucking call me in that name! You know how fucking I hate it! And I fucking hate you!” She shoved his shoulders some steps away. This woman had nerves even in a drunken state.

“Klaw you have to listen to me!” He grasped her arms while shaking them to get her attention. “I know you’re mad and about to kill me-”

“Oh god I wish so badly.” She groaned while trying to grasp out.

“But I’m sorry.” He said in an earnest look.

She snorted and mocked. “Aww. So convincing of you.”

He exhaled loudly enough in frustration. “So you need convincing? I’ll show you.”

He caught her jaw with his nails that was surely enough to make her bruise and the other one held both hands up her head in the wall. He knew this was way too harsh and aggressive but he also knew that this would make the grumpy stop and listen.

“What were you saying Rookie?”

“S-s-scumbag!”

He only smirked at her poor tryout. “Back to the topic shall we?” She groaned grasping herself out of his hands still panting hardly. He actually felt guilty for letting her bruises on her face and decided to change his playful tone. “I need you to look at me.”

There was a silence hanging in the air and Ethan waited until she would give her a signal to continue because it was obvious she didn’t want to look at him. Klaw only nodded slowly as if she said ‘Go on’.

He sighed in relief. “I know that you have heard this from me. Multiple times may I add. But I just want to let you know that there wasn’t a single day without thinking about you. There wasn’t a single day without thinking how we could be much better than this, how we could try to lean on each other like-” Couples. “-everyone else. Or how we could say that we-” love each other. “-want to be together. I don’t regret anything we’ve been through this time. Anything.”

His voice was certain and without doubt but still she wasn’t seeing him, tears about to drop off her cheeks but she held them as if she was turned now sober to reality.

“I don’t care what anyone else thinks.” This got her attention and a lump was formed on her throat. “I don’t care if they think that we’re not appropriate to work together in a hospital and if they try to fire you then I will be too.”

She tilted her head to finally see him that he was crying too and immediately she got worried.

“No no please.” She was wiping his bearded cheeks which gave him the warmth he needed for such a long time closing his eyes. “I hate you crying. No more crying.”

To make sure he wasn’t about to go in another breakdown she kissed him wrapping her arms around his neck while murmuring. “I’m sorry too. I know this is hard for you but still you should be more like a man and not a petulant child.”

He laughed heartedly and that was the only sound she wanted to hear making her always happy. “Alright what else should I do?”

She bit her lower lip while humming. “How about you take me now to the bed and give me some pills for hangover?”

He lifted her in a bridal style and she fought hard to maintain yawn while giggling. “Your wish is my command ma’am.”

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P.s: I don’t know who to tag here but I guess I’ll stick to the tags I’ve got for now. Let me know if anyone else wants to be tagged.

[sunlightwoo]

fated by the stars (6/30)

summary: with the soulmate system implemented, all that you wanted was someone that you could love naturally, without having to be bonded to a complete stranger that you’d meet inevitably. however, fate works its wonders in the collection of stars that you managed to end up with two soulmates, not knowing who you truly heard the soulmate bells for.

wc: 938

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“Please tell me that I didn’t just make a fool out of myself today.” Jeonghan breathes out softly and looks up at Mingyu, who was staring at him dumbfoundedly with a blank expression on his face.

“I think you did more than just that if you didn’t even tell Y/N your own name, stupid head.”

Jeonghan groans to himself as he slaps his hands over his eyes, falling back into the plush mattress when his body finally hits against it. He felt as though he was now stuck in a box, not knowing what to do after hearing the bells knowing that you two were surely soulmates. However, he could only think of people who were willingly going to give him your number, knowing that the tall beanstalk that was in front of him was not going to do it.

‘I’ll ask Wonwoo then,’ He thinks to himself as he makes note of it in his mind while staring up at the ceiling in front of him.

Meanwhile, Joshua was hitting himself repeatedly with a pillow that was on Seungcheol’s bed, the said latter staring at him as he had been witnessing his dear friend doing so for the last twenty minutes after both you and Wonwoo left.

“I’m such an idiot. Who the hell just stands there like that stupid emoji…” He mumbles to himself as he now sits up onto the mattress while dozing off to randomly stare at the floor in front of him.

“Well, that sounds like a problem for you, Shua, because you didn’t even get her number.” Seungcheol points out, arms crossed in front of his chest when suddenly Joshua’s eyes light up at the sudden idea that pops into his head.

“I’ll just ask Wonwoo! He still owes me a favor.” He says and stumbles off of the bed to dash straight for Wonwoo’s room, the older latter shaking his head at the fact that he could tell things were going to go wrong from this moment on.

You, on the other hand, were very conflicted as to what was going on after spending the day with the so called cutie squad, if you could even call it that when you were ready to get on them for their antics during mario kart. It was a strange feeling that you felt in your heart, because you didn’t know what to do with the possibility of having two soulmates. Was it a fault in fate’s system, you thought to yourself, or was it something that was meant to happen at some point with a catch at the end?

Clinging onto your bear plush that was beside you, a sigh escapes your lips as you glanced over to Wonwoo, who was working on one of his literature pieces for class when he suddenly turned around to glance at you from his desk. He gives you a raised eyebrow in response to it and you shrugged as you sat up from where you were on his bed to frown at the circumstances that you were given at the time being.

“I met my soulmates, but I don’t know if they’re both actually my soulmates…” You say and look as he gives you an amused look as he crosses his arms in front of his chest while letting out a sigh.

“Did you answer any of their texts, from when they both texted you?” He asks you randomly and you furrow your eyebrow in confusion, wondering how the hell did he know about the fact that they both texted you at separate moments just minutes ago.

“How the-”

“I was the one that gave them your number, so answer my question.” He interrupts your sentence and starts to give you one of those ‘did you actually’ looks, when you shake your head in response and reach up to scratch your neck in embarrassment.

“No…”

In almost a split second, you were then carried out of his room and brought outside of the front door where you were now faced with the chilly outdoors. A huff leaves your lips as you realized that he must’ve wanted for you to find them, but rather than choosing that, you decided to head to the convenience store instead to kill time and stall.

You didn’t actually want to confront them just yet.

By the time that you finally got to the store, you looked around to see that it was completely silent given that it was already late at night. The scent of fried chicken filled your nose as you were heading over towards where it was coming from when suddenly you’re staring at the person that was close by to you in an aisle that was filled with snacks, an individual that you immediately recognized.

“What the hell-”

“Y/N?” Joshua says in confusion and you immediately turned out to head out as you ended up in the freezer aisle, almost instantly crashing head on into one of the doors that were somehow left open.

With a loud crash, you ended up falling onto your butt as you groaned at the pain shooting up your spine while you could hear footsteps walk over to where you were. Once again the bells rang in your ears as you knew that Joshua was now walking over to you as you laid your head against the ground from pure embarrassment that was sinking in your veins.

“Are you okay? What the hell? Who left these open…” He mutters softly and that was the last thing that you were able to hear before you managed to pass out and lose consciousness.

[shhhlikeme]

I HAVE A REQUEST!! i saw you were a new writer and decided to help start you off sort of🥺i’ve never requested anything before so please bear with me. maybe kageyama (literally love him) with a genius setter gf just like him👀 i literally have no plot but if you need one i can try and come up with one 😭😭

Kageyama x His Ultimate Setter Dream Girl ✨

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A/N: Thank you sooo much for requesting and helping me start off!! I definitely do not need a plot it’s optional on your part so what you sent is perf! Kageyama is lowkey bae so I hope you like it!! This is your meeting and depending on if you like it I may do a part 2 of how they are when they actually date!

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It all started when, during Nationals, Hinata convinced Kageyama to accompany him to the other side of the complex to watch the girls play

Hinata had a few friends that he promised to go and watch from back in middle school when they allowed him to practice with them. Plus he owed them a thank you

“Shōyōōōōō!!!!! Ouuuuuu are you guys going to watch the girls?! NICE! Can we come?!” Nishinoya pleaded standing up from where they were sitting in the bleachers. Tanaka was right beside him pleading too as always.

Before Hinata could agree Daichi who was sitting behind them—glowered at Yuu and Ryu and pulled them back down by their shirts.

“Absolutely not.” The captain said sternly. “These two knuckle-heads already got banned from the girls side of the complex.” He glared at the two second years who cowered immediately.

Kageyama shook his head at his upperclassmen. “I don’t even want to know......” he mutters under his breath before following a skipping Hinata.

Kageyama went despite the fact that he was a little bored by volleyball if he wasn’t watching future opponents

he could use the break and they had time to kill anyway so no harm no foul

SIKE. Prepare for a lot of harm and a smidge of foul. He didn’t expect to see you there

Kageyama and Hinata found a great spot on the above bleachers and Hinata pointed to the team you played on since he knew you.

“There! Number 14! That’s Y/N — she’s in our year can you believe—“

Kags’ jaw dropped

He definitely didn’t hear Hinata anymore once his eyes stopped on your numbered jersey

Listen... I know in most teenage boys minds they think something similar to ‘omg there’s a hot girl!! look at her hair look at her legs look at her rack’ but when Kags saw you he didn’t see any of that

Well, not immediately.....

Instead, he was completely captivated by your playing style.

Tobio couldn’t help but think that if Karasuno were crows then you must be a freaking unicorn. Your technique was outrageously unique that incorporated back sets so beautiful that made you seem unreal......much like a unicorn.

The way you played is like you are pulling off miracle sets time and time again... except you made them look easy

Your wrist motion was captivating

Your spiral-stops were perfectly executed

The setter plays you called were impeccable

“She’s better than me....” Kageyama whispered to no one in particular. He doesn’t even realize he said it. Hinata just gaps at him before nodding and adding a “Duh.”

Hinata honey don’t write your death wish this isn’t death note

Good thing Kags was too distracted by your playing

He was a goner okay. Watching you play was slightly short of erotic

The way you adjusted to each one of your spikers was unprecedented

The blocks you made were clearly highly calculated

Your setter dumps were even enough to make him whimper under his breath. Kageyama had to punch Hinata so he would stop asking why he just made that sound.

Kags’ mind was—as Hinata would say: KA-BLOOM 💥— or way out of his depth here

And to make matters worse.....when you finally stopped playing and joined your team to celebrate your victory, Kageyama’s “I’M A MALE” instincts finally kicked back in as he realized just how breathtakingly beautiful you are.

He was able to suppress it because he was captivated by your playing style but now that you weren’t playing--a tidal wave hit him with the ‘omg there’s a hot girl!! look at her hair look at her legs look at her rack’ thoughts......

To make matters EVEN worse x2 his eyes bugged out when he realized you were the co-captain.

“A-first year???? Captain????” His eyebrows met in the middle in disbelief.

Hinata beamed. “Yup! Y/N is rated the #1 setter in the country for high school girls. She taught me how to set. She’s awesome and such a people person they would be stupid not to make her captai—hey!”

Kageyama was up and out of his seat in an instant. He pulls Hinata out of the stands by his arm.

“You will introduce me. Now.” His mind: Goddess.

Hinata whined like a toddler until Kageyama let him go. Shōyō rubbed his arm while pouting, saying that all Kageyama had to do was ask nicely since he was going to say hi to you anyway.

Kageyama waits on the court for your team to collect their things. He couldn’t take his eyes off of you and he felt his heart start pounding

You were quite possibly the best setter he’s ever seen at a tournament. Oikawa would quake in his boots

Kageyama suddenly felt rage at the idea of ladies-man Oikawa taking any interest in you. Whoa, that was weird. He hasn’t even met you and he’s already feeling some type of way

Anyway, you tell your team to take their lunch as you walk off the court. You look around hoping to find your friend Hinata that you haven’t seen since middle school!

Out of the corner of your eye you spot a familiar orange ball jumping up in the air and waving his hands. He was yelling your name and people were shooting him dirty looks. Smiling, you held your bag closer to your shoulder and jogged over to your old friend “Hi Shōyō!”

You hugged him and listened to him go on a rant about how good you were and how much he thanks you for teaching him how to play until someone clears their throat rather loudly.

You look over and see a taller boy in the same uniform as Hinata looking pointedly annoyed with Hinata’s blabbing. He had dark hair, dark eyes, and frankly his entire demeanor was dark

But was he ever HOT AS HELL DAMN (you would opt for never seeing light again if that meant you could bask in his darkness)

You stared at him for a little until Hinata spoke

“Oh right. Y/N, this is my scary setter Kageyama. He really wanted to meet you—“

Kags turned red at Shōyō’s last words which took you back. This mean-looking totally attractive guy just blushed?! And he wanted to meet you? Why???

“Hi, I’m Y/N.” You put your hand out for Kageyama to take and he did, staring at you intently.

You would be lying if you didn’t feel butterflies. Neither of you said anything you just got lost in each others gaze.

“So! Kageyama here is in our year too. He’s the one I told you about that I played and he was so rude... otherwise known as the king of the—hey!”

Bumping him into next week with his hip, Kageyama pushed Hinata out of the way roughly.

So you know how every time Kags meets a great setter he creepily bombards them with a string of setter questions in order to get better ? It’s like automatic for him

Ya well there are no exceptions to that rule

He doesn’t care that you’re a girl— he doesn’t care that you’re the sexiest girl he’s ever met— the boy is a robot when it comes to the setter position and so he lets it loose just like he did when he spoke to Kenma for the first time after the first crow vs. cat game : speaking so fast that he sounded like he was speaking in tongues:

“HowLongHaveYouBeenASetter?WhoTaughtYouHowToBeASetter?WhatWouldYouCallYourStyle?HowDidYouSetter-DumpLikeYouDidInTheFirstSetLikeThatEvenThoughThose2BlockersWereInFrontOfYou?YouCanPass,SetAndSpikeSoWhyDidYouChooseSetting?HowAreYouNotTheTallestButYourJumpSetIsSoPrecise?WhatTypeOfTrainingRegimenDoYouDo?HowLongDidItTakeYouToBeTheBest?WhatDoINeedToDoToBecomeLikeYou? Will you please let me take you out on a date next weekend?!”

shocked, half because Kageyama is still shaking your hand while he speaks like he doesn’t know what sentence pauses are, the other half shocked because you think he just asked you out?!

“Umm......” Your mind tries to catch up with your body that just increased to an incredibly high degree.

Kageyama gives you a look of determination that makes you gulp. You recognize that look. You know that look. All setters know that look. It’s the look of determination when we tell ourselves that we will not lose this game. A shiver ran through you when you realized it was you that he was so determined to win. 

A game, huh?

Meanwhile, in Kageyama’s mind... though he realized that he asked every setter question under the sun like he always does — the asking you out part was so automatic that it hadn’t registered yet because he’s never had to worry about that before. That’s the only reason this cutie isn’t combusting damn

I know y’all were wondering

Kags is in setter mode and love mode he doesn’t know how to act

Finally, you release your hand from his just as your teammates call you over for food. As Captain, duty called.

Looking up at this sexy setter in front of you, you nod. “Uh, sure, Kageyama. I’ll tell you what - I’d love to go out with you. But just as a little pay back for being so mean to my friend Shōyō over there— back in middle school and now.... then I’ll only agree if you win your next game. Then and only then can you get my number from Hinata, okay? I gotta jet.” You give him a warm smile and a wink before jogging out of the gym to meet your team.

Kags, finally registering what you said........ he combusts. He can’t get over how hot you looked when you just winked at him and that he actually asked you out without meaning to.

You said you’d LOVE to go out with him!!!!!!

Well.....if he wins the next game. All because of her thinking you need to treat that stupid bug Hinata better.

Hinata sticks his tongue out at Kags as he rubs his side.

“That really hurt Kageyama. And what happened to you being a dumby or an asshole when it came to cute girls? Now you know how to ask them out??? Man I wish Y/N was smart enough to make the condition that you had to be nice to everyone for her to agree to go out with you because you don’t deserve a girlfriend as pretty as her— and I want to win too.” He starts walking back to the boys’ side of the gym.

“That was my first time ever asking a girl out for your information. And watch the way you talk about my future wife, boke. Just hit my sets and win this next game.”

smirking, Kageyama’s thoughts filled with mental images of you setting, you winking at him sexily and the way your smaller hand fit in his large one perfectly. He thought about how he would make your date next week one for the books.

He really wanted you.

Let’s just say how badly he wanted you was very apparent to Hinata due to the fact that in Karasuno’s next game in Nationals: Kags was the honorary ace. And they won.

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I’m a new writer so please give me feedback! Thank you for suggesting 💜

[mayraki]

CHAPTER ELEVEN

“what the hell happened last night?”

CHAPTER TEN

SERIES MASTERLIST

MY MASTERLIST

who is max belinsky?

concept boards for the new characters

summary: Max Belinsky and JJ Maybank are the two troublemakers of Outer Banks. Going to parties, getting into trouble, having an attitude and being the two people you don’t mess with are the perfect ways to describe them. What would happen when the two people who seem to have trouble follow them around meet? One thing is fore sure, they didn’t expect this outcome.

Max opened her eyes and immediately felt a strong headache. The light that was coming from the window made her eyes hurt so she quickly closed them. She reached her hand to her nightstand to grab the bottle of water she would always have there, but instead of finding a bottle, she found a body.

“What the actual fuck?!” She yelled after opening her eyes and realizing she wasn’t in her room, instead she was at JJ Maybank’s room... on his bed... next to him with no shirt. “Ah!” She yelled again making the blonde guy she had next to quickly wake up and sit down on the bed.

“What th-Ouch..” he was saying but quickly grabbed his head because an incredible pain was coming from it.

“Please, tell me for the love of God that you have pants one.” Max said before closing her eyes and rubbing her head.

“Yeah.” JJ said softly after lifting the thin blancket that was covering his body.

“Thank God.” She said. “How the fuck did I ended up on your bed?” She looked around trying to remember the events of the night before.

“I mean. We both shouldn’t seen it coming. You can’t resist me.” He said with a smirk that quickly went away when Max hit him in the face with a pillow.

“Unbelievable! You don’t change even with an incredible strong hangover.” She moved the blanket and stepped outside the bed feeling the cold floor with her feet. “I’m going to get an aspirin. I should have one on my backpack.”

“Bring me one!”

“You should’ve thought that before flirting with me.”

“I’m pretty sure you were the one who made the proposition of me and you sleeping together.” He nodded but Max didn’t care, all she wanted was this headache to go away.

She opened the door but then immediately stopped once she saw what was on the kitchen.

“What?” JJ asked confused.

“JJ. There’s a chicken in the kitchen!”

JJ let out a laugh before getting out of the bed. “You made a rhyme!”

“There’s no time for that!”

“Don’t tell me that you’re afraid of chickens.” JJ let out a tiny laugh but quickly stopped once he saw Max looking at him with a serious expression.

“I’m not afraid of them. I just, don’t like them. That’s all.”

“And why you don’t like them?” JJ crossed his arms around his chest. He was enjoying the fact that Max, the Max who didn’t seemed to be afraid of anything, was in fact very much afraid of a little and harmless chicken.

“JJ! Go grab it!” She pushed him but JJ barely moved.

“Alright. But you have to tell me why you’re afraid of this lovely things. And it’s not an it. She is a woman, for your information. We don’t treat women as objects in this house.” Max pushed him into the kitchen and then rolled her eyes.

“Yeah, now you chose to be like that towards women.”

“Excuse me? I’m always resp-Oh no no no no.” He quickly turned around and went back to Max after arriving to the kitchen.

“What?!”

“There’s a cat!”

“A cat?” Max asked confused.

JJ quickly nodded. “I don’t fuck with cats.”

“Why not?” Now Max was the one who was enjoying herself.

“It doesn’t matter! The question is, why the fuck is there a cat on here?!”

“Right. What the hell happened last night?” She quietly asked. “Alright, you take the chicken and I’ll take the cat. Ok?”

“Ok.” JJ quickly nodded and they both slowly walked to the kitchen.

“Hey, pretty thing.” Max said to the cat once she was close enough. “I’m not going to harm you, I just want to be friends.”

“Max, are you talking to the cat?” JJ said with a joking tone.

“Shut the fuck up.” She quickly said. She lifted her arms with the intention to grab the cat but it loudly hissed at her making her take a few steps backwards quickly. She bumped into JJ who did the same as her once he heard the cat made a noise. “I don’t think it’s very friendly, dude.”

“Yeah, no shit.”

“We have to get John B and Sarah. They’re probably on his room.” Max turned around but JJ stopped her by grabbing her arm.

“Wait! Do you think the cat it’s going to eat the chicken?” JJ asked without taking his eyes away from the cat, who was calmly licking it’s leg.

“Do cats eat chickens?” Max asked confused.

“I have no idea! All I know is that they’re evil little creatures.”

“JJ! It’s just a cat!”

“You’re the one to talk.” JJ pushed Max into the chicken but she quickly went back to JJ when her heart dropped to her ass.

“Do that again and I’ll kill you!” She said trying to take her heart back to it’s normal speed.

JJ was trying to calm his laughter and it seemed like it wasn’t stopping, but then when the cat hissed again he quickly stopped.

Max turned to the cat and whispered. “Thank you.”

“Very funny.” JJ said sarcastically. “C’mon, let’s get John B and Sarah.”

“Wait.” Max grabbed JJ’s arm. “What if they’re naked?”

“Ooooh. Right.” JJ slowly nodded. “You go in, then.”

“What?! Why me?”

“I can’t see Sarah naked!”

“And I can see John B naked? He’s your roommate!”

“Don’t worry guys.” John B said while standing next to his door fully clothed. “Nobody is going to see me naked, unfortunately for you guys. This is a work of art.” John B did the finger guns to Max but she just shook her head.

“Never thought I was going to have this conversation with you, to be honest.”

“What are you guys doing anyway?”

“We have a like a... zoo on the kitchen.” JJ said and John B furrowed his eyebrows confused.

“What?”

“Yeah.” Max quickly nodded. “There’s a chicken and a... cat.”

“A cat? How the fuck did a cat ended up on my kitchen?”

JJ and Max turned their heads to each other while the memories went back to their minds.

“Uuuuh! I love this song!” Max said while lifting her hands into the air and moving them around.

“Baby!” JJ said between laughs. “There’s no music playing!”

“Fuck! You’re right.” Max started to look around and noticed she wasn’t at the beach anymore. She was walking on the middle of the street with a drunk JJ next to her. She quickly stopped. “Why is there no music playing tho?”

“Because we’re not at the beach anymore.” JJ let his arm around Max’s shoulders.

“Ooooh.... Why aren’t we?”

“Because we decided to go to the store and buy some... some... what did we wanted to buy again?” JJ pointed at Max but she shook her head.

“Dude! Don’t look at me. I have n- OH MY GOD LOOK AT THIS LITTLE CUTIE!” Max said once she turned her head to the front and a little black cat appeared in front on them.

“That’s an ugly thing!” JJ pointed at the cat.

“Shhhh! You don’t call Professor Mcgonagall an ugly thing! You want to get expelled?!” Max let her finger go to JJ’s lips, but he quickly grabbed her hand and move it to hers. She turned around and got on her knees to be closer to the cat. “Hi Professor! How’s Dumbledore doing? Let’s go home so we can give you some milk!”

“Did you really think the cat was Professor Mcgonagall from Harry Potter?” John B asked once the cat was safely outside and started to walk away from the house.

“Apparently.” Max shrugged her shoulders. “Ugh. Everything’s a blur.” She rubbed her head trying for the pain to go away.

“Yeah, keep rubbing, that would erase all of your mistakes from last night.” JJ said before letting his body fall on the couch.

“Oh, c’mon, I’m pretty sure you did as many stupid things as me last night.”

“Not like twearking on top of the beer pong table after winning.” John B said before letting out a tiny laugh.

Max turned to him and widen her mouth at the surprise. “I did what!?” JJ burst out of laughter but quickly went away when John B turned to him.

“Don’t laugh. Because I remember you up on a tree and almost ending up naked.”

“What?!” He asked.

“Who’s laughing now bitch?” Max crossed her arms around her chest with a little smile on her face.

“Whatever. All I know if that I’m fucking starving. Did we actually went to the store last night?”

“I can’t remember.”

“Then, let’s go.” JJ got up from the couch but quickly closed his eyes once the strong headache went even stronger.

“Yeah. We should get aspirins too. My head is killing me.” Max said before going back to JJ’s room go grab her boots.

“Dude! Give me that!” Max ripped the beer off JJ’s hand. He complained but them brushed it off by braving another one from the bucket.

She started to drink the beer faster and faster. That’s when JJ turned to her and started clapping.

“That’s how you do it!” He pointed at her. Max finished the beer and threw it on the sand before lifting her arms into the air to celebrate. “But I can do it better!”

“Oh, really Maybank?” Max said before grabbing another beer. “Is that a challenge?”

“Bring it on, Belinsky.”

They both stood in front of each other while keeping the eye contact. JJ started to count with his fingers and when he hit the number three, they both started drinking from their bottles like there was no tomorrow.

The bottles were getting emptier and emptier, Max thought she was ahead of JJ, but when she moved the bottle out of her mouth when she was done, JJ did the same making them throw the beer bottles into the sand at the same time.

“I won!” JJ said lifting his arms into the air celebrating.

“Dude! What the fuck are you talking about? It’s a tie!”

“A tie! I don’t tie!” JJ quickly shook his head.

“No, you lose!” Max let out a loud laugh and tilted her head backwards, that made her lose a little bit of her balance but JJ was quick by grabbing her waist and pulling her closer to his body. Her breathing was mixing with his while he had his eyes glued to her lips. They both wanted it. More than anything.

“Dude, I don’t want to see another beer ever again.” Max said once she stepped inside the Chateau after going to the store. She turned around to see JJ ending the bag of chips he bought. “Ugh, how can you eat like that? My stomach is like a tornado. Everyone is going around and around.”

JJ shrugged his shoulders and then went to the fridge to grab a glass of water. Max sat down on the couch and grabbed her phone to check if she had any messages from Fred, but then looked up after JJ called her name.

“What?”

“Why is there flour on the fridge?” Max got up confused and walked over to the fridge.

“How the fuck did that end up there?” She grabbed the flour and stared at it trying to see if anything was coming to her mind. But then, what she least expected, what she never saw coming, came back to her mind like a truck. JJ seemed to have remembered the same thing, since they both turned to each other and their eyes were widen at the surprise.

“We kissed?!” They both asked loudly at the same time.

oooh I can’t wait for y’all to read the next chapter 😈

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