#bc i really only did the heterochromia because i felt weird for being one of so very few people that draw her with green eyes

[t0wnspersonb]

Say My Name (Todoroki Shoto x Reader)

im-blossoming

Wow you’re doing so amazing with your fanfiction!!! Can you write something with Shouto where he gets jealous bc the reader is a nice person and he think she’s flirting with other guys,, and they argue and smut ensues. I hope that makes sense🤍

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So I am taking requests if any of you wanted me to write anything else:) again, I’m not that good at writing and I’m just barely getting started on writing smut. So just bare with me ya’ll lmao. Obviously these precious little babies are aged up because we definitely don’t stan for any underage bullshit. But yeah we all love SHOTO!!! I might love Bakugo more though (das my baby)👀 anyway I hope you enjoy it!😊

Rating: Explicit

Word Count: 2,778 

Disclaimers: Smut, Language, HELLA FLUFF, Bakugo being a fucking shit but what else is new, this was a request, @im-blossoming​ I hope you like it! Sorry it took so long!

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“Y/n-chan! Help me study please?” Kaminari pleaded, immediately breaking out the puppy dog eyes. His hands clasped together as he peered down at you.

 You cocked your head to the side, “I thought Kacchan was going to help you and Eiji?” You pondered aloud.

 Too loud maybe, because you gained the attention of some of your classmates.

 “Dumbass! I told you to stop calling me that!” Bakugo screamed, fixing his eyes on you with an annoyed glare.

 “Bakugo man, stop screaming at a girl. That’s not manly at all.” Kirishima piped in. 

 “Shut up shitty hair! It’s not manly for you to get shit grades either!” He growled back, the palm of his hands crackling with explosions.

 “You see Y/n-chan! I don’t want that guy teaching me! Please;” Kaminari all but cried to you.

 You were smiling in amusement during the entire exchange. Your friendship with these three was strange to say the least. You were a sweet girl, an all around genuine person, and let’s not forget smart, incredibly smart. 

 It’s unclear how the boys had gravitated towards you at the beginning of school, but you didn’t care. If anything, being around them was always fun, for you at least.

 “Why don’t we all study together?” you suggested thoughtfully, “we can meet up in the dining room after dinner?”

 “I don’t want to study with you dumbass.” Bakugo grumbled.

 “Do you not like me Suki?” You pouted playfully. 

 Bakugo growled, his red eyes turning into slits. “Don’t call me that either!”

 “What do you want me to call you then?” you frowned. Midoriya got to call him Kacchan, you didn’t see why you couldn’t either. 

 “If you’re going to call me by my first name than say it properly you fucking idiot!” He snapped.

 “Fine Katsuki.” You rolled your eyes playfully at him. “Is that better?”

 He grumbled under his breath, crossing his arms over his chest and looking away from you. 

 It was now time for lunch, all four of you walking out of the classroom, still discussing the plan for later tonight.

 Unbeknownst to you, a certain pair of heterochromia eyes had been watching your every movement.

 Todoroki hadn’t realized that he had been frowning the entire time he was watching you interact with your guys’ classmates.

 “You okay Todoroki-kun?” Midoriya asked, seeing the troubled expression on his friend’s face. 

 “Yeah.” he said simply as he followed him out of the classroom and into the cafeteria.

 The entire lunch he was silent, his mind wandering, but always coming back to what perplexed him the most: you.

 It wasn’t like you guys were together, he wasn’t your keeper and you weren’t his either. He liked to think that you guys were closer than the three morons that you hung out with. 

 But then why have you never asked him to study together? Why do you call those guys by their first names but still refer to him by his surname?

 His frown deepened. 

 Before he even realized it, it was already past dinner time, and right now he was watching you and Kaminari work on English together. Bakugo and Kirishima had their own topic of studying to cover, but you all sat at one of the tables, books and papers scattered around you.

 You were too engrossed in the lesson plan to even notice the intensity of Todoroki’s stare, but Bakugo felt it immediately, his eyes snapping up with a glare.

 “Why do you keep looking at us icy hot!?” He screamed, catching your attention. You looked up from the sentence you were helping Kaminari with, and made eye contact with blue and grey eyes. 

 You tilted your head to the side in curiosity, lips parting slightly as you stared at the beautiful man staring right back at you.

 “I’m sorry Todoroki, are we being too loud? Do you want us to move to another room?” You asked softly; ignoring the loud protest of Bakugo not wanting to “move from his fucking spot.”

 You watched as his lips pursed, a crease forming between his eyebrows. 

 Cute, you thought, vaguely aware of the blush that was creeping up on your face. 

 You had hoped that your crush on Todoroki wasn’t obvious. You had seen him at the entrance of U.A. on your first day of classes. You had thought he was incredibly good-looking. You had already formed a physical attraction to him, but it wasn’t until you had partnered up with him for a school project, and then as partners for most of your hero training courses, that you began to actually develop feelings for him. 

 You had a large amount of  respect for Todoroki. You admired his quick wit, his strength, his always quiet and calculating demeanor, and most importantly, his strive to become the best hero.

 It wasn’t that you didn’t want to become the best hero either, you had worked hard to get to where you were now, and you still had a long way to go. It was just that you admired the fact that he wanted to be better. You thought that he was already perfect, but his goals, and his determination to be better than his father, to be better than All Might himself, well, that motivated you too.

 “You’re fine.” was his short response, his eyes flickering back to his book.

 You sighed softly to yourself, you had always thought that you two were close, at least closer than how he was with most people. But, he was just so cold towards you sometimes. You couldn’t help but wonder if you actually annoyed him and he was just being nice by letting you think you guys were actually friends.

 “I’m going to go make some tea, do you guys want any?” you asked quietly, standing up. You tried not letting your deflated feelings show.

 The three boys at your table chimed in with requests from what they wanted from the kitchen, none of which involved tea. But you didn’t say anything else and quietly left the room.

 Bakugo’s eyes shifted over to Todoroki; another scowl deepening into his face. “Oi, half and half bastard, do you like Y/n?”

 This caught Kaminari and Kirishima’s attention, immediately turning their attention to Todoroki.

 Todoroki frowned, staring back at Bakugo. “Yeah. Y/n is a nice person. She’s strong too. And smart.”

 “That’s not what I meant icy hot!” Bakugo growled, growing further annoyed with his daft classmate. 

 “What did you mean then?” Todoroki asked.

 “Yeah Bakugo what did you mean?” Kirishima asked curiously. “Of course everyone likes Y/n-chan, she’s sweet and cute!”

 Todoroki’s eyes hardened at Kirishima’s statement. Something deep in his chest bubbling up; he didn’t like what Kirishima had said, while it was the truth, hearing someone else say those words aloud didn’t sit right with him.

 “I think what Bakugo is trying to ask: is if Todoroki wants to be more than friends with Y/n-chan.” Kaminari grinned, wiggling his eyebrows. “Well what do you think, Todoroki? Are you attracted to Y/n-chan?”

 Todoroki shifted in his seat uncomfortably; what did he think? The feelings you made him feel were too confusing. He wanted to be around you all the time, he didn’t like that you were always hanging out with those three, and he definitely didn’t like the fact that you never called him by his first name.

“I don’t know. She’s weird.” he said bluntly, but before he could finish you came by and slammed the tray of goodies down on the table, startling everyone. 

 You had heard the last two exchanges; getting your hopes thinking that he would say that he did like you, just like you liked him. 

 His response that he said definitely wasn’t the one you were hoping for. You could feel tears of hurt and frustration gathering at the corner of your eyes as you glared at Todoroki, startling him completely.

 You had never looked at him like that before.

 “If you think I’m so weird then you can find another sparring partner, stupid Todoroki;” you snapped angrily and stormed off to your dorm room, sniffling as you went.

 Everyone was still for a moment, not fully registering what happened until Kirishima finally spoke.

 “Don’t just sit there Todoroki! Go be a man and comfort her!” 

 And he did.

 He raced towards your room, he wasn’t exactly sure what happened, but he didn’t like the way you looked at him, it made his stomach twist uneasily.

 He didn’t bother knocking, he opened your door abruptly. His stomach dropped as he saw your teary gaze found his eyes.

 His stomach twisted in guilt.

 Did his comment really make you fucking cry?

 “Go away Todoroki, I don’t want to see you right now.” you snapped, looking away as you rubbed the tears out of your eyes.

 “You’re crying.” he stated, the door closing behind him as he stepped closer to you. 

 “No thanks to you.” you fired back. “Just go away.”

 “No.”

 “Go. If you didn’t want to be friends with me Todoroki you just had to say so.” You cried out angrily at him. “If you think I’m so weird, then why do you keep trying to talk to me?”

 Something inside of him snapped at the mention of his surname; the feelings he had been suppressing, the feelings he had no idea how to identify came flooding out.

 “Why do you call me that?” he asked abruptly. 

 You raised your eyebrows incredulously. “It’s your name?”

 He frowned, stepping closer to you. You were now only an arms length away from each other, and he looked furious.

 “Why do you never call me by my first name? You call everyone else by their first name except for me? Why? Is it because you don’t think of me as your friend?” His voice was deep and husky.

 It felt like your heart was about to burst out of your chest, your tears were long forgotten about. 

 But the adrenaline was still pumping, blood ringing in your ears and all those feelings you had suppressed about him began to bubble up; spilling from your lips. “Don’t think of you as a friend!? I don’t call you by your first name because I have so much respect for you Todoroki! You inspire me to be a better hero! I-I-I like you Todoroki! Since the day I met you I’ve liked you!”

 Fuck.

 You didn’t mean to confess, your hand was clutching your shirt above your heart, your eyes screwed tightly shut.

 It was quiet.

 Fuck, I messed up, you thought.

 “Todor-” something cold and soft slammed against your mouth. 

 Your eyes flashed open as you had lost your balance from whatever force had come at you. But you didn’t fall.

 Instead, you felt strong arms wrap tight around your body. Cold fingers pressed into your jaw, and you felt something cold and wet wiggle its way into your mouth.

 Your eyes all but bulged out of your head.

 He was kissing you.

 Todoroki was fucking kissing you. And it felt good. You moaned into his mouth, melting against his strong body as you began to kiss him back. Your fingers tangling themselves into his hair, something that you had always dreamed about. You tugged gently at the locks near the nape of his neck. 

 Todoroki groaned deep and low in his throat, his grip tightening on you. His lips moving urgently against yours. He moved until the back of your legs hit the edge of the bed, both of you folding down on top of it. 

 He grabbed your left leg, having it wrap around his waist as he began exploring your body with greedy fingers.

 His left hand sliding up your shirt; warm, rough fingers moving against the soft skin of your ribs. Just stopping below the edge of your bra.

 “T-To-Todoroki, please,” you whimpered against his lips, moving away as you panted for air. His lips pressing hot open mouth kisses along your delicate jaw. 

 You could feel his member growing harder against your leg.

 “Say my name.” he murmured softly against your skin, sliding his mouth to where it was on the outer shell of your ear. “I want to hear you say it.” he whispered, his tongue flicking out against the lobe of your ear.

 Your eyes all but rolled into the back of your head, your hips jutting out against his, causing a deep moan to escape his lips. 

 “Sh-Sho-Shoto,” you moaned out as his hips pressed down into yours. “Please, touch me.”

That was all he had to hear. His fingers tugged to remove your shirt and then your pants until you were left in nothing but your bra and panties.

 He paused as he gazed down at you. Lips parting in awe and want. 

 You were fucking beautiful. Spread out beneath him like this, your lips wet and swollen, your perfect tits heaving up and down as you struggled to catch your breath.

 His hands slid underneath your back, carefully pulling you forward into a sitting position as he moved to unhook your bra. 

 He sat back, watching intently as your breasts spilled from the cups. Todoroki moaned softly as he moved forward and captured a taut nipple between his lips, carefully tugging and pulling at the sensitive bud, before switching to the other one.

 You moaned loudly, hips bucking up, looking for some kind of friction as he assaulted your breasts, leaving behind already forming bruises.

 He pulled away, moving to pull down your panties. Watching you carefully to make sure that it was okay, but when he heard no protests from you his eyes flickered down. He groaned at the site before him. Your pussy lips were dripping in arousal for him.Todoroki couldn’t help but lean in, swiping his tongue along your slit, collecting your wetness on the tip of his tongue.

 You sobbed out in pleasure as he began his new assault on your cunt. How was he so good at this? He had you writhing in pleasure as your climax approached, crying out his name loudly as you came.

 You didn’t notice the way he had stripped down until he softly touched your leg, causing your eyes to flutter open.

 And - oh fuck. He was beautiful. His muscle rippling as he settled down onto the bed, his skin glistening with sweat and his eyes held nothing but want and need.

 Your eyes moved lower, trembling at the gorgeous sight before you. 

 His cock stood up painfully hard, his head already weeping with neglect. 

 “Y/n,” he uttered your name softly, catching your attention as you met his gaze once again. This time though his expression was soft and gentle. “Can I have you?” 

 Your heart squeezed in your chest. “Yes. Yes, you can take me Shoto.”

 Carefully he rubbed the head of his cock against your folds, before pushing in. You gasped loudly, your head thrown back as he entered you slowly before he bottomed out.

 Todoroki leaned down, supporting his weight with his forearms as he got comfortable on top of you before leaning down to kiss you again.

 This time it was sweet, soft and passionate as his mouth fitted perfectly against yours. And then he began to move his hips.

 Sliding perfectly and easily in and out of you, your walls velvet soft and hugging every ridge, every vein of his cock.

 The moans you both shared being swallowed down by your mouths still working together. 

 “You’re perfect.” Todoroki breathed, moving to stare at your face twisting in pleasure. “Are you close?”

 You nodded urgently, you could feel your orgasm bubbling up once again. The pleasure rippling through your body, getting ready to snap open any second.

 His cold fingers reached down and began carefully rubbing your clit, his movements soft but firm.

 But that was all it took for you to come undone, unraveling beneath him hard and fast; crying out his name you felt him slide out of you, you watched as he gripped his member and pumped three times before spilling himself all over your stomach. His face twisted in pleasure, eyes screwed tightly shut as soft moans escaped his lips. 

 His release was hot and sticky against your skin but neither of you cared as he leaned down and pressed another kiss to your lips. 

 “You’re beautiful,” he murmured, drinking in the sight of you. “I like you too. Have since the moment I saw you too.”

You laughed softly, looking at him with the sweetest expression. “I hope you like me back Shoto, it would be a bit weird if you didn’t after all of this no?”

 He smiled slightly; “Yeah.”

[writing-of-a-british-bitch]

Being with Roger would include...

A/N: This is my first time doing headcanons so please feel free to give me criticism!

Masterlist

Meeting him:

Deaky had been the one to introduce you both

Roger called Deaky, hoping he wasn't busy

And Deaky had invited him to come to help him help a friend fix her grandparents garden

And bc drummer boy had no one nothing to do

So he came to the address

There you were

Bent over, pulling old soil out of a pot that was basically falling apart

Roger could barely pull his eyes away from your ass until Deaky nudged him

“You’re staring, Rog,” Deaky warned

Bc we stan a protective best friend

And Roger rolled his eyes

He knew he wanted you.

From what he could see at least

So your ass, basically

Then you turned around, pulling a glove off to wipe your forehead

Leaving a brown stain across it

It was hot as fuck

So everyone, yourself included, was wearing shorts

Your brother had even taken his shirt off

You were wearing a light blue tank top, a dark stain decorating the front of it with denim shorts

Your knees were bruised from kneeling on the floor to pull up dirt

But Roger felt his heart sink

You were already taken

His eyes wandered over to your brother

Not knowing that he was, well, your brother

Suddenly, you sprinted over to Deaky

And wrapped your arms around the fluffy haired boi

“Hey, Deaks! Thanks for coming to help!”

“Hi, love, no problem. It’s nice that you’re helping your grandparents”

Deaky felt Roger tense beside him

But as soon as you both made eye contact, you daren’t look away

He was gorgeous

Big blue eyes and soft blonde hair

Your mind just went “woah”

Roger felt very much the same

Before Roger could even introduce himself, you had pulled him into a hug

Boy was s h o o k

But you pulled away as quickly as you had hugged him

“Sorry, I’m a hugging person. Name’s (Y/N)”

You were grinning and looked so shy behind your pink tinted sunglasses

Rogie just fell for you right there

He was so fucking anxious tho

He’d never felt like this for anyone

So he pushed it aside

Hoping it would go away

(It didn't)

“Hey, sweetheart. I’m Rogah Taylah,”

You couldn't help but giggle at the way he pronounced his name

Roger’s heart fucking soared

“Good to meet you. Thanks for coming,”

A little girl ran towards you before Roger could say anything

Roger’s heart sunk more as you picked her up, spinning her in circles

“Auntie (Y/N)!”

Poor boy felt like he could breathe again

“Hiya, Ally! How was school? Was your daddy late again?”

Deaky had already wandered off, taking position by your grandparents, chatting to them as he weeded one of the healthier flowerbeds.

“Daddy wasn’t late!” Your niece cheered

“When I was your age, your daddy was always late picking me up! Now, why don’t you go help your daddy over there!”

Ally sped off and Roger couldn't keep his eyes off of you

Boy was whipped already and he didn’t even realize it

You turned back to the blonde and he snapped his eyes away

Fucking embarrassing

But you just smiled at him, grabbing his hand with your gloveless one and tugging him over to where you had been working.

Deaky watched as red rose on his friend’s cheeks, eyes narrowed slightly.

It turns out, you were emptying a broken pot to replant some sunflowers in a new pot

You gently instructed him on what to do, adjusting your sunglasses every so often before gesturing for him to start on the pot next to your own.

Eventually, he got to work, following your instructions and pulling the old soil out of the pot, only to have the pot begin to crumble a few seconds later.

You laughed at the panicked expression on his face as he desperately shovelled the soil from the pot into a bag.

Roger suddenly felt like he couldn’t breathe, his heart fluttering at the sound

That boy fucking  B L U S H E D

After fifteen minutes or so, Roger had shrugged off his jacket, his sleeves rolled up to his elbows

And you couldn’t stop watching the muscles in his arms move whenever he moved.

However, despite how secretive obvious you were being

Roger caught you and sent a wink your way.

Your cheeks turned pink, and you turned back to the sunflowers you were planting.

Roger then noticed the new pots had delicate sunflowers adorning the bottom of them

“Did you do that?”

You looked up in surprise

No one else had noticed

“Did you paint the sunflowers onto the pot?”

“Um, yeah. It’s probably weird. I just like sunflowers,”

“It’s not weird. It’s cute. I love it,”

Your stomach felt like it was full of butterflies

“C’mon we need to finish planting these then we can start getting some of the weeds out of the grass and refill the bird feeders,”

It was then that your dog, a fluffy husky with heterochromia eyes decided it was the perfect time to jump on you.

You toppled sideways, falling into Roger’s eyes and you both burst out into warm laughter.

Everyone’s eyes looked over to you and they all smiled while your dog, Alfie just barked at you.

So you hopped up to get him some more water and a little of the food you had stashed at your grandparents just in case.

As soon as you’re gone, Deaky wanders over, leaving your brother and niece with your grandparents.

Deaky’s cleaning off one of the outside ornaments that had been a little neglected in its time in your grandparents garden

“So, you seem to be getting on with (Y/N) very well,”

“Yeah, she’s lovely-”

“Cut the bullshit, Roger. You like her. I just want you to know if you hurt my best friend, I will fucking end you, band or not,”

Roger gulped and nodded harshly, directing his eyes back to the sunflower he was trying to plant

“Need some help there, Rog?” You came back outside, placing the bowl of food and water in the shaded area your grandparents were sat

But you bent over

And all rog could see were your boobs

And that boy nearly melted

And not because of the sun either ;)

But Deaky saw and kicked the drummer a little too harshly before going to help your sister-in-law with trimming some of the overgrown bushes

“Uh, n-no, I- I think I’m alright th-thanks, love,” Roger snapped his eyes away from you

“Really because you’re trying to put more seeds in instead of soil?”

You were teasing but Roger could feel his ears heating up.

But by the time the garden is finished, a whole six hours after you’d started, it was all worth it.

You were all sweating profusely, covered in dirt

But your grandparents were overjoyed.

So, you began loading some of the rubbish bags into your car to take them to a gardening recycling centre on your way home

Roger and Deaky were helping

You happened to come out as Roger was struggling to pick up a particularly heavy bag

Then you just lifted it up like it weighed nothing

That's when he fell in love

“It was nice to meet you, Roger,” You smiled after strapping your dog into the back seat of your car.

The drummer scratched his neck

“It was nice meeting you too, darling,”

Without another word, you pressed a bit of paper into his hand and kissed his cheeks before adjusting your sunglasses and getting in your car.

Roger grinned as you drove off

You’d given him your phone number

Being with him:

SO MANY HICKEYS

Calls you sunflower

Him being the best dad to your fur baby

Cuddles all the time

Constantly holding hands

In the studio? Must hold hands

At a dinner with his bandmates or your friends? His fingers are locked with yours

Sex? You can bet that boy is holding your hands tighter than ever before

He’s your best lay ever btw

unsurprisingly

Him constantly waking you up with late nights drumming sessions

When Queen gets big, he buys a huge house with a massive garden

And you two spend every spare moment in the garden

Decorating the place with sunflowers

Loves bringing you to shows

Because right at the end he gets to take you on stage for a few seconds 

And he likes showing you off

Gets so fucking mad if he hears a groupie talking shit about you

or anyone for that matter

Brian literally had to pull Roger off of Paul after he called you a slut

Roger nearly fucking murdered him

Deaky is so protective

He’s constantly asking if Roger’s treating you right

Honestly, Deaky is glad you’ve found someone who makes you happy

He just knows roger’s reputation

But because he spends so much time with Roger, he can make sure Roger doesn’t cheat

When Roger proposes, it's so calm

he hadn’t even been planning it

he just blurted it out one morning before he left for tour.

But he didn’t regret asking you

not one bit

He fucking adores you and your husky.

You both own his heart

He doesn’t know who he’d be without you

Tears are rolling down your cheeks and you nod silently, pulling the blonde into a kiss

and you’re both so happy.

Life couldn’t get any better

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[charged-gremlin]

hella fucking cute ask: 41, 99, 69, 59, 56, 47, 48, 31, 32, 34, 20, 16, 2 (i did too many)

(I'm gonna be doing these in numero order!)2 (Do you like the feeling of cold air on your cheeks on a wintery day?): Definitely, if I'm not exposed to it for long. When my entire face goes numb from the cold that can be quite the bother.16 (What's your favorite pasta dish?): Getting back at me for the pasta ask, eh? There was this really good vodka rigatoni (I think? I forget exactly what type of pasta it was) but oh my fuck, I was in heaven. I love it but now I forget what catering place served it. Rest in gotta cook me some good spaghetti, never forgetti or regretti, you delicious pasta dish. You will never be forgotten.20 (What's your favorite eye color?): Oof, tough question. I think all eyes are beautiful, but if I had to pick, it would be hazel. I was gonna say heterochromia since I find it very beautiful to look at, but since it's not a color I had to pick something else.31 (What is your opinion of socks? Do you like wearing weird socks? Do you sleep with socks? Do you confine yourself to white sock hell? Really, just talk about socks.): I love socks! Since I am perpetually cold (yes, even right now when we're in the middle of a heat wave) they are essential. I love wearing weird socks! But only when no one else can see them because I am very self-conscious about what I wear when I'm around others. I do sleep with socks, but only in the winter. Even then, I seem to constantly kick them off. Yes, I confine myself to white sock hell. When you catch me wearing colored socks, it is safe to assume I've run out of clean white pairs.32 (Tell us a story of something that happened to you after 3 AM when you were with friends.): So you and I were in your room, listening to I think DEH at the time on your flashy, seizure-inducing speaker. We were playing a game of Spit when we both reached for the same deck and your nail dug into my hand a little bit. I pulled my hand back and said, "Woah. You almost nailed me in my finger crotch," to which you responded by cracking up. I explained to you through laughing my ass off that I picked up the term for the skin between your fingers from Bob's Burgers. From then onwards, I occasionally said "finger crotch" and started laughing hysterically. That was the hardest I've laughed in a while.34 (Tell us about the stuffed animal you kept as a kid. What is it called? What does it look like? Do you still keep it?): Okay, well, I've had (and still have) three. Alice, Suzy, and Flopsy. Flopsy was my first and is my favorite and a sort of comfort blanket for me. He's a lavender bunny with fuzz sticking up everywhere and he's gone completely limp but I still love him. Suzy is a Webkinz dachshund and Alice is a purple sock monkey. They're all very near and dear to my heart.41 (What's the last book you remember really, really loving?): I'm not gonna go with ATGIB on this one bc I feel like I talk about that a lot. (even though it's my favorite) Instead, I'm gonna go with The Sun is Also a Star. Yes, I complain about the overused romance novel drama trope, but this book pulled it off well! There were HUGE plot twists in it and I directly felt my feelings being hurt and all over the place when I read it. Plus, it has POC representation!47 (What food do you think should be banned from the universe?): It's a tie between zucchini and eggplant. Both taste like NOTHING on their own and add nothing but a weird texture to any dish they're added into. Not a huge fan.48 (What was your biggest fear as a kid? Is it the same today?): My biggest fear was, and still is, death. It's so frightening to think that we're not on this Earth forever and we don't know when our time may be up. The thought that I'll have to experience the death of my loved ones fills me with dread. I have many other big fears, but that is by far the biggest.56 (What are some things you find endearing in people?): I love it when people get passionate about things they love! They clearly get such joy out of those things. I also love laughs. Everyone has such different laughs and it's so amazing to hear them all. I also find it endearing when someone says "I thought of you when I saw this" like oh my goodness. You thought of me specifically when you saw/heard/read this? That's so amazing!59 (What's your favorite myth?): The Lochness Monster! It's so cool to think that such a creature exists pretty much in plain sight. I also love folklore and mythology. It's just so interesting to me!69 (What are your favorite board games?): I'm a sucker for Clue, Candy Land, and The Game of Life, in no particular order. Candy Land fills me with such nostalgia, Clue is a great mystery to try and solve, (I love trying to figure things out) and The Game of Life is a nice and creative game that is a lot of fun to play with a lot of friends.99 (List some songs that resonate with your soul when you listen to them.):-Today Has Been Okay by Sleeping at Last-Already Gone by Sleeping at Last-Pluto by Sleeping at Last-Homesick by Sleeping at Last-Blame by Air Traffic Controller-Coriander/Chamomile by Holly Henry-Wake Up by EDEN-The Greatest by Sia-Dog Teeth by Nicole Dollanganger-For a Few Good Men by Amigo the Devil-My Shot by the Original Broadway Cast of Hamilton-Burn by the Original Broadway Cast of Hamilton-Satisfied by the Original Broadway Cast of Hamilton-Disappear by the Original Broadway Cast of Dear Evan Hansen-You Will Be Found by the Original Broadway Cast of Dear Evan Hansen-Waving Through a Window by the Original Broadway Cast of Dear Evan Hansen-Words Fail by the Original Broadway Cast of Dear Evan Hansen-Good For You by the Original Broadway Cast of Dear Evan Hansen-Michael in the Bathroom by the Original Cast of Be More Chill (it was Off-Broadway so idk what else to call it)-Alabanza by the Original Broadway Cast of In the Heights-Everything You Know by the Original Broadway Cast of In the Heights