#don’t get me wrong i have a love-hate relationship w academia as a whole

[gaylittlebillionaires]

“academia is so boring” maybe to YOU but MY dissertation was literally on gay sex so i don’t know what you’re talking about

[spidersbane]

Hello! Can I get MCU, The Hobbit, and The Man From U.N.C.L.E. ship? 💚

Appearance: She/her. 179,5cm tall, rectangle body shape. Fair skin complexion with quite a few birthmarks. Dyed brown with honey-red highlights, shoulder-length, straight hair with bangs. The left eye is a mix of two colors – a smaller portion of (darker) greyish-blue and a larger portion of hazel; while the right eye is just a (lighter) greyish-blue. Heptagon face shape with two dimples on the left cheek and one on the right cheek (only visible while smiling). A gap between the upper front teeth.

Personality (good and bad traits): Ever since I was a kid, I was always quite mature for my age – I identify myself as an old soul. I come off as polite and well-mannered to strangers, yet I tend to keep it to myself by being reserved. But, that’s because I have social anxiety and I’m nervous and shy when meeting/talking to people. The only people I’m comfortable with being with my inner circle – closest friends and family. I am usually more “open” with my friends than with my family. With my friends I can be my “truest-self” – I smile more, I laugh more, I feel more accepted and understood. I am the mom and the fashionista of the group. Don’t get me wrong, I am fiercely protective of my family, especially of my mother and younger sister. But, lately, I’ve been feeling like the “black sheep” of the family, Cinderella who’s been taken advantage of. I express my affection for the people I care about in little, but practical, ways. I can be a little stiff when it comes to open, gushy displays of affection. Others turn to me for help and advice. I’m kind-hearted and generous, always ready to help a person in need. Always have been motherly towards children. Very awkward at keeping small talk (usually with people that I’m not that close with). Absolutely, hate speaking in front of a public, and if I do, because of my nervousness, I tend to mess up my words and/or I practice whatever I’m about to say in my head at first. I appreciate the simplicity and am often most comfortable when I’m not getting too much attention from the world. I am sensitive – both to criticism and to others’ feelings (I sponge up the feelings and moods of people and the environment around me). Have a hard time saying no or expressing my true thoughts, feelings. I get influenced by other people’s opinions/thoughts quite hard (I take everything to the heart), that is why I tend to keep a lot to myself (may come off as a little bit tense, secretive, mysterious). I avoid the harsh reality by daydreaming (almost every day) – imagining myself in situations far from my current circumstances. Sort of like a self-escape. I worry a lot and overthink almost everything. I am easily distracted and my attention span can be quite short. I have an internal struggle between my needs and wants. I can lack focus and be indecisive as a result – when I decide on one route, I am pulled in another direction at the same time (“But what if…”, “on the other hand...”). That is why I’m having a bit of a struggle with deciding what I want to do in the future (career-wise). I am easily overwhelmed by pressure and stress. There is a self-destructive side to me (self-critical, lack of self-confidence) that I’m working on by confronting my fears (coming out of my shell). Don’t like taking pictures, or other people taking pictures of me. I feel most content when I’ve straightened out all the details of everyday life. I have a routine, that I follow by mostly every day, and if something small changes in that routine, I start to have a small internal anxiety attack. Also, I like to do things my own way, like, when it comes to cleaning the house or organizing stuff, etc. I get triggered even if people don’t do the laundry the way I do. I guess you could describe me as a perfectionist, clean/control freak. In triggering situations I can be impulsive, spontaneous, quick to act. Quick flare-ups of anger/annoyance when being provoked on my patience. Even when I’m feeling low, I manage to find humor in life and have fun with whatever I do have. Although I tend to bottle things up, I am an emotional person and my emotions are genuine – I love and care deeply and passionately and wish no ill will upon anyone, yet it hards for me to imagine someone falling in love with me or just liking me.

Hobbies, likes: My hobbies are cleaning, writing (re-writing song lyrics, making small notes, writing stories), listening to any type of music, catching up on my favorite films and TV shows, hanging out with friends, going to the cinema, or the club, being out in nature, reading, traveling. I like history, cooking, fashion magazines (or fashion in general), road trips, spirituality, mythology, books, orange juice, previous decades, cottage-core, dark academia.

Overall: Hufflepuff. INFP-T. Bi-sexual. Pisces-Aries cusp sign. “Looks like could kill you, but is actually a cinnamon roll.” A feminist, support LGBTQ+ community. That’s it, thank you!

hey @pataim ! thanks so much for sending in your request, and thank you so much for your honesty about yourself. like it takes a lot to air yourself out like that, and I admire your strength for it. but also fINALLY a 'Man from U.N.C.L.E' ship! I love that movie and attempt Illya's accent all the time, so this will be fun :)

For the MCU/Marvel - I ship you with Steve Rogers/Captain America ! 

no one can tell me that Steve doesn’t have a set routine honestly, so let me just get that out there 

he seems intimidating at first, esp as a public figure and Avenger, but Steve is nothing but passionate about what he does. so it may clash w your lack of direction, but I could honestly see him envying that a lil bit, like it’s not that you don’t have direction, it’s the fact that you still have a choice in the matter. 

your love of history put you in a museum, here you bumped into Steve in a horrible disguise. he struck up the conversation first, and once you got past the whole “holy crap that’s Captain America”, you could actually engage with him in the material and boi was he smitten 

he would love to join you when your rewatched your fave things, bc not only is he catching up on more media he missed out on, he’s also getting to know your interests in a way that’s comfortable with you. it avoids all the small talk, but leaves room for discussion after the film/show ! 

since you tend to sponge up a lot of what other people believe, it’s totally Steve who actually tries to question what you think and what you feel about things. he’s someone who encourages you to have your own opinions and to stay true to those thoughts. so while with him, you can rely on him to learn about yourself, you also gain skills for independence

overall, Steve is super patient, and despite his chaotic job as Cap, he takes comfort in his routine, and would find comfort incorporating a partner’s routine into his life. and as you grow in a relationship with him, he’s patient about teaching you how to be your own person, and helping you learn more about yourself. and while it’s uncomfortable, you grow stronger throughout being with him :) 

For The Hobbit - I ship you with Bilbo Baggins !

Bilbo is the definition of introvert, and you're right there with him

not that introversion is ever a bad thing, bc it isn't. but Bilbo is quite content to sit in his little hobbit hole and vibe. like Gandalf had to come find him, ya know. dude disappeared from his own bday.

but anyways. it's not that Bilbo lacks purpose, it's just that he's more content with a quieter life. and it seems like his quiet life would balance you out well! like the Shire is so so chill, and there doesn't really seem to be a lot of pressure on the hobbits to pick a profession. like they just genuinely do what needs to get done.

similarly, Bilbo is the type who seems a little bothered by mushy displays of affection. exhibit a: disappearing from his own bday. like he's much more the type to refill your tea when y'all are reading by the fireplace, which he would totally do w you

it will probs take you a little while to warm up to each, given just how introverted you both are. but when he explains that he has set ways of doing things, then if they're compatible w your ways of doing things, then it doesn't take you long to open up to him

like it'll be a little jarring, but he takes comfort in his routines too. and it'll be an event trying to incorporate both of your ways of life together, but he's willing to do it

overall, yours is a very quaint partnership, built on deep respect for one another. neither of you are going to push the other to do things you aren't into. and y'all just live your best lives together tbh :)

For The Man From U.N.C.L.E - I ship you with Illya Kuryakin !

I love my big Russian spy so much, so this is fun for me

so Illya is the epitome of reserved and generally quiet, so it might take a while to really break down his walls and talk to him. and he's not quite sure what to do with you once you join the team

but, he's playing his game of chess alone, and when you sit down and ask to play with him, he opens up a little more after that

if you're one who get sent out on mission with the team, get ready, bc sometimes those missions require a lot of improvising. but you'd probably be at whatever 'base' was, helping run operations from a more secure place. but Illya and Napoleon improvise a lot, leading to a lot of headaches for you and Waverly

Illya has small bursts of anger, but similar to Gaby, most times, you can intervene and he doesn't get violent. or when he does, he tries to make sure it isn't in front of you. but bc you care so deeply for him, you're there for him in the aftermath. and that's how you show your love for him.

by patching him up if he gets cut, by talking him down when he's angry. and just generally trying to take care of him. and he totally does the same for you, especially if you get sent out into the field

and much to Illya's dismay, Solo doesn't refrain form making jokes about you. but if you can take them in stride, then Solo welcomes you into the team just as well :)

[faulty-writes]

Confessions Through Anxiety

Warnings: Only Fluff and Cuteness. 

Fandom: My Hero Academia 

Pairing: NejiTama (Nejire Hado and Tamaki Amajiki) 

A stuttered breath came from the frightened man who was currently sitting on Nejire’s couch, never in his life had he been more grateful to have such a great friend. Despite the fact, his legs were pulled up to his chest and his arms tightly wrapped around them. Trembles coursed through his whole body as he tried his best to calm down. God, he hated this. He was supposed to be a Pro Hero. Tamaki Amajiki. Suneater. He shouldn’t have to be going through this. Stupid panic attacks and he didn’t even know what brought it on!

Either way, his chest felt constricted making it all that much harder to take calming deep breathes as Nejire had instructed him to do. She was always so calm and positive, kind of like Mirio only toned down a bit. She was more motherly than anything and Tamaki often found himself running to her whenever he had a problem which she would happily listen to with a smile on her face. She always gave Tamaki an affectionate hug after he was finished and told him what she believed he should do. 

Honestly, whenever she touched him. Hell whenever she was near him, he felt his heart pound wildly in his chest. He didn’t want to admit it at first, having feelings for your best friend. But it was true, somehow or another he found her more and more attractive each day. Which was a funny thing considering most people thought he’d end up with Mirio. Come to think of it, maybe that’s how this panic attack came about. If he thought about something for too long he would only get overly worried and then those paranoid thoughts would come. 

“Tama ...are you okay?” Came Nejire’s caring voice accompanied with a gentle hand on his back. Another tremble came as he snapped out of his thoughts, God his mind was a dangerous place. “U-Uh I ....” He tried to speak, but his mind was blank for the moment as he unwrapped his arms from his legs and stretched them out. He took a deep breath and turned his body to better face her. But that might have been a mistake because as soon as he looked at her or tried to, his stomach filled with butterflies and he felt his face begin to heat up. 

Quickly he ducked his head and began to pray she only thought it was because of his anxiety. “Huh?” Nejire tilted her head to the side, her long hair following the motion. Dammit, he felt like a fool. He knew this wasn’t the proper solution to anything! He almost missed the days where he didn’t have feelings for Nejire but he knew deep down he didn’t mean that. Sure it was easier to talk to her when his heart didn’t threaten to jump out of his chest, but it was almost a wonderful feeling. Falling for someone. 

He felt that hand leave his back and almost immediately he missed the warm touch. “Tama, you’ve been acting so strange lately!” The girl gave a huff, turning her head to the side. Her eyes slipping closed for the moment as she placed her hands on her hips. If she didn’t know any better, she would almost suspect Tamaki was hiding something from her. But why would he do that? They were friends after all and friends shouldn’t hide things from each other! 

He felt his mouth grow dry and his shoulders stiffened, damn. Did she figure him out already? No, no, no, no! The thought alone was about to bring on another panic attack. Tamaki bit back his fear and swallowed hard to try and rid himself of that lump in his throat. “I ...I-I’m sorry!” He squeaked out as he finally lifted his head to look at her. Even in this state, whether she was angry at him or maybe just frustrated. She looked beautiful, especially when she opened her eyes and turned to look at him. 

Another huff came as Nejire leaned closer, practically brushing her nose against Tamaki’s which almost made him jump back. But no, he had to be brave and he forced himself not to move. “If you’re sorry, then tell me what’s wrong! I care about you Tama and you’ve been acting this way around me a lot ...” She said, her voice cracking a bit at the end. She was a little sad that Tamaki had been having so many panic attacks around her lately and she was beginning to think that maybe she was the problem. 

“I ...I don’t ...” Tamaki glanced to the side, hearing the pounding of his own heart ring in his ears. It was now or never! He was kind of hoping to keep his feelings a secret for as long as possible, but he knew this would eventually happen. Nejire would grow too suspicious and corner him until he confessed, on occasion, she did that. Always so determined to help people, especially her friends. 

His fingers curled into the fabric of his jeans, every time he thought about confessing to her. It always ended badly, either with thoughts of her rejecting him or even their friendship coming to an end because of his feelings. He knew, either way, this would affect the relationship they had, but if he didn’t get it off his chest now. He might stand to lose her for real. He took a deep breath and hesitantly looked back at her and Nejire was sitting there with a cross look on her face as if dying to hear Tamaki’s explanation. 

“Nejire ...” He said her name so sweetly, despite his mouth feeling dry and at any moment he swears he was going to faint. “I ...I’m sorry, I ...I don’t uh, really know what to say but ...I ...I do have something to tell you.” Tamaki was lucky he even made it through that sentence, but he watched Nejire’s facial expression drop and once more she tilted her head in curiosity. “What is it, Tamaki? You know you can tell me anything!” She insisted and he knew that was true, Nejire wasn’t one to judge or just blow someone off. 

He nodded, “Yeah, I ...I know.” His hand came up to grasp at his shirt, he could feel sweat beginning to drip down his neck and for a moment, he thought about lying. Just give another excuse as to why he was acting the way he was but that wouldn’t solve anything and he had already committed to telling her, he had already jumped into the lion’s den. So he needed to push through, he was a Pro Hero after all. He could do anything he set his mind too. 

Another deep breath, ‘Stay calm Amajiki, you can do this’ or at least he hoped he could. “Which is ...why I ...I uh, I’ve been thinking about you ...a lot!” He confessed, his voice going high in pitch which seemed to startle Nejire as her beautiful eyes widened. “Really? What do you mean a lot?” She questioned which only sent Tamaki back a step. He let out a soft groan and facepalmed himself, trying to think of how to say what he needed to. 

His hand slid off his face and plopped down next to his thigh and yet his free hand came up to rub at the back of his neck. Nervous little nails digging into his skin. “I ...mean ...a lot, I t-think about you every day. Every moment of every day even!” Nejire parted her lips as if she were surprised to be hearing this kind of thing from Tamaki, then again she hadn’t seen him like this before. Not in all the years of their friendship together. 

“I ....” He swallowed again and forced himself to continue, maybe he should just cut to the chase. “W-When I first met you, I ...well I didn’t think even really know w-what to think of you. You were j-just ....so bright and happy and everything I wasn’t and ...recently I’ve noticed that well, I uh, I’ve n-noticed you more ...” Nejire looked confused, her cute little eyebrows knitted together. “Noticed me more?” Tamaki was beginning to feel like this was a game of answer and question. 

But regardless, he nodded. His tongue coming out to swipe at his lips that felt as dry as his mouth. “I ...I’ll just come out and say it!” He declared, throwing his head back a moment and his hand's curls into fists before he lunged forward. Grasping at Nejire’s shoulders which got her full attention. “Nejire ...I ...I think I love you!” Tamaki felt a shiver go through his spine as he finally confessed and his expression went blank. 

His eyes nothing but white and his jaw hanging open as if he were terrified and he was. He felt himself struggling to breathe again or was he just holding his breath? He honestly couldn’t tell at the moment, his mind was too busy racing with horrific ways Nejire would reject him. But Nejire just sat there a moment, her hands delicately folded in her lap. Those eyes still big and bold and her lips were pressed together in a straight line. 

He messed up! “Uh ....” He leaned back and held his hands up. “N-Nevermind! Uh, forget I said anything ...okay!?” Tamaki frantically rose from the couch, ready to book it when he felt Nejire’s hand pull him back. “Ah!” He cried out and stumbled back, falling awkwardly on the couch as Nejire grabbed onto his shoulders and loomed over him. God, even from this angle she looked beautiful and that was bad! 

“Uh ...uh ...” Tamaki stuttered out, he felt frozen. His lips parted and his mind gone of any rational thought. He only saw that smile grow on her face and more panic filled him as she leaned closer. “Ah! W-What are you doi-mm!” His words were cut off by her hand which was so perfectly placed against his heated cheek and those lips, so soft and plush pressed against his own. 

“Mm! Mm ....” He mumbled against those lips, his body slowly relaxing and he gently placed his hands on Nejire’s arms. Slowly but surely melting into that kiss, which was actually better than how he imagined. She tasted so sweet, almost like strawberries and, well was it too soon to say he loved it? He closed his eyes and gently tilted his chin, returning the kiss to the best of his ability. It’s not like he actively practiced this anyway. 

His breath hitched when Nejire pulled away and Tamaki couldn’t help but reach up to touch his lips which felt warm, moist and slightly swollen. He glanced up at Nejire who stroked her thumb across Tamaki’s cheek affectionately and giggled. “I love you too Tamaki!” She declared happily and for once, Tamaki felt his heart skip in a good way. “R-Really? You’re not ...just saying t-that right?” He questioned, but he should know better and yet Nejire indulged him and nodded in response. 

“Heh ...” He felt himself smiling and leaned up to press his forehead against Nejire’s. “That ...makes me so happy to hear.” Tamaki’s voice came out gentle and calm, that smile still on his face. Sure maybe they’d have to find a way to explain this to Mirio. But for once he wasn't going to worry. 

“So, do I still have to worry about you having panic attacks? Not that I mind! I just want to know that you’re okay after all.” Nejire said, her eyes open and looking at Tamaki’s relaxed expression. It was adorable.  Tamaki shrugged. “You don’t have to worry ...w-whenever I have a panic attack, I’ll just run into your arms and I’ll feel ...safe again.” He smiled and reached up to touch her cheek just as she did to him. “Thank you ...Nejire.” His best friend and more. 

[deromium]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead/Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Shinsou Hitoshi, Shinsou Hitoshi & Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic Characters: Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Shinsou Hitoshi, Shinsou Hitoshi's Mother (Mentioned), Shinsou Hitoshi's Father (Mentioned) Additional Tags: Dadzawa, Dadmic, Angst with a Happy Ending, Age Regression/De-Aging, Little Hitoshi, AU, Nightmares, Past Child Abuse, Not Beta Read, Author's doing their best, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead is Shinsou Hitoshi's Father, So is Hizashi, Shinson, Family Fluff, Sorry if it feels rushed?, i needed to vent just alittle, Please enjoy!, How Do I Tag

Henlo! Please enjoy this o3o I’m doing my best

It was on the rare occasion where Yamada was home when Aizawa, his husband; wasn't. Aizawa had taken an extra patrol and wouldn't be home until later in the dark night. (In reality, it would be 30 minutes, but he doesn't know that now does he?) So this left Yamada home with his 5 1/2 years old son Hitoshi; who they recently adopted a few months ago.

Yamada, with the time to relax in bed for once, was finally going to start reading the novel he was lent so long ago. At least, that was what was supposed to happen. He was going to read, Hitoshi was in bed, and his husband was out working. Only 1 of these 3 things was actually going to happen for a small period of time.

Yamada, getting ready to read; was interrupted by the master door being opened. 'There is no way Shouta is supposed to be home by now,' Yamada puzzled. 'Is it... Hitoshi?'  The door now opened wider, indeed reveled the small figure of his son.

"Dada...?" His sons voice sounded weak, broken, and on the verge of tears.

"Toshi? What are you doing up so late? Is everything okay...?" He set down his book and slided out of bed, getting up and taking steps towards his son.

"Dada..!" Little Toshi cried out and ran towards his father, and clutched his legs, his face full of tears. Yamada scooped him up and held him close.

"Shh... Dada's got you... It's okay little one," Hitoshi buried his face into his father's neck, gripping his little hand with dear life on his father's shirt. "Do you wanna talk about it...? You can tell me Toshi, it's okay." Rocking his son in his arms, trying to find out what caused his son to have woken his son up and upset him.

Between broken words, and having his father's shirt in his face; Yamada was able to piece together what happened.

"The o-orphanage, you and daddy n-never came! T-They put the m-muzzle on me! They called me a villain and l-locked me away! You weren't there! You didn't save me Dada!" His little voice shrieked full of sorrow. Having explained the in the best way a panicked toddler could.

Hearing this broke Yamada's heart, Hitoshi was in the orphanage for only a little more than a year before they adopted him, and in the small amount of time he was there (compared to some others), they had putted fear into young Hitoshi's mind. Even though Yamada knew he couldn't do anything about it; it still made him furious.

"Shh... Shh... It's was only a nightmare, I'm right here." Calmed Yamada, but Hitoshi was wailing, no matter how much Yamada soothed him. This resorted to plan B; grabbing Aizawa's old capture weapon.

Hitoshi LOVED the fact that his parents were heroes, and the fact that one of his personal heroes was his dad? Ecstatic; but also being too young to realize the dangers of having heroes as his parents. The danger of heroes having children isn't the topic now, right now. He needed to find Aizawa's capture weapon. Well, the old capture weapon, the old scarf that hasn't been used fro hero work since U.A. People say that children find comfort in items that are like their parents, this for Hitoshi, would be Aizawa's capture weapon. Yamada grabs the old but not completely destroyed one from the closet, and wrap it protectively and comfortly around Hitoshi's neck. Hoping it would sooth his a bit more.

Hitoshi tiny little hands gripped the scarf like it was the end of the world and it was his life-line, it only helped a tiny bit truthfully. Yamada would hear his son cry out to him and Aizawa, to which he would hold him even closer as much as he physically could. With his son now buried into his neck and crying his head out, he did his best by giving him kisses and soothing words; sometimes though, in a situation like this, it was best to cry it out.

At one point in this moment, Aizawa came home. He entered upstairs to the master to find his husband and son, who was whimpering and sobbing. Yamada nodded for him to come over, he much obliged, seeing his son in such distress. Now having sandwiched their son in between their bodies, Aizawa had an arm wrapped around his husbands middle while one was comforting and petting his sons wild untamed hair.

"D-Daddy...?" Hitoshi breaks in between sobs, slightly looking up at his other father. Aizawa now just hearing how broken his son sounds; his own heart breaks.

"What's wrong kiddo...?" Hitoshi tried to form words to reply, but none would come out.

"He... He had a nightmare hon', came in for comfort," Yamada sighed. "It's was... about the orphanage..." In Hitoshi's eyes, which were usually full of life, was replaced with sad, tired, despair fulled orbs.

"Toshi... It's only a nightmare, we're right here. We're... We're never gong to leave you..." Aizawa promised. Logical? No. Full of emotion? Yes.

"W-Why did they leave...? Why did my Papa and Mama not want me?! Why would they leave me!?" Hitoshi sobs and rambles in anger. God, this is the question they wanted to avoid, at least for a little while longer, Hitoshi knew his birth parents weren't coming back, but now it was the question of why? But Hitoshi was still to young to understand, at least in this situation.

"Oh my favorite little listener," Yamada starts. "We... we don't know why they wouldn't want a wonderful child like you..." Finishing his sentence, the bitter taste of the lie felt horrible, but Hitoshi needed comfort, not more reason to hate himself for something he couldn't control.

"Toshi look at me..." Aizawa requested, to which Hitoshi weary did so, face mostly sideways on his father's chest, face full of snot, with dry and wet tears. "We love you, we always will, and don't forget it. We are never going to abandon you, you... you are the best things that's happened to us Hitoshi. We care about you so much." Aizawa sincerely said, with the rare soft typical fatherly voice and an even softer smile he saves for his family, and only his family.

In between hiccups; Hitoshi finally starts to calm down. "D-Daddy... D-Dada! I-I love you t-too!" They rock in the comforting hushes and soft words.

"C-Can I sleep with you...? I-I don't want to be alone!" Begs Hitoshi.

"Of course... Let me get ready; Zashi... Can you tuck him in?" Asks Aizawa giving a small kiss to both his child's head and husbands face.

"Yeah, you got it love. Now let's get you out of that Toshi; It's all messy now..." Yamada responds while separating from Aizawa, going to take Hitoshi and putting him into one of his old radio shirts, that fits him like a dress.

A few moments later, everyone ready for bed, Hitoshi now sandwiched between them in a bed, was now all tuckered out from his meltdown. His young eyes were drooping, breath evening out and growing heavy. He still had one final request.

"Dada...?"

"Yea Toshi..?" Yamada softly replied, petting his sons hair.

"Sing...? Sing to me?" Quietly requests the sleepy Hitoshi. He gets a small laugh in response.

"Anything for you Toshi!" Yamada smiles. "What do you want me to sing...?"

Hitoshi ponders for a bit. "You pick... Too... Sleepy..."

"Hm.. Okay little one..." Yamada starts singing:

"Hush little baby don't say a word. Dada's gonna buy you a mockingbird

And if that mockingbird won't sing, Dada's gonna buy you a diamond ring

And if that diamond ring turns brass, Dada's gonna buy you a looking glass

And if that looking glass gets broke, Dada's gonna buy you a billy goat

And if that billy goat won't pull, Dada's gonna buy you a cart and bull

And if that cart and bull fall down, You'll still be the sweetest little baby in town"

Finishing the song, he looks over, not only was little Hitoshi asleep, but so was his husband, Yamada lets out a content sigh, the night have being a long one. He kisses his son on the forehead, the son he wouldn't trade for the world; and his husband who he loves with his whole heart; and falls asleep with the rest of the family.

tumblr hates me, it really does, and I hate it back

[mediocreronpas]

DR1 Boys and a Jealous S/O.

Please excuse my rudeness of not posting for over a freaking week. Just writers block and school work. The asks I have left are long ones as well. So please excuse my future rudeness in probably not posting an ask everyday like usual. A post will probably made when I’m back on track. Thank you.

- Mod Teruteru

Makoto Naegi

- You had always noticed how he hung out with the other girls in his class a lot.

- Of course, you didn’t mind. But Sayaka started to get very close to him.

- Like, very close.

- It almost made you uncomfortable close.

- You didn't mean to, but whenever he would talk to Sayaka more than you, you'd look away from him with an upset expression until he stopped talking to her, or started questioning you.

- Once he had figured out that you were jealous of Sayaka, he asked you about it.

- “W-well, you're always talking and laughing and hanging out with her. If I weren't your girl/boyfriend you'd probably be dating. Which is why I would always seem upset…”

- Makoto started giggling.

- “But I could never do that to an S/O like you. You're the only one I truly have loved.”

- You cracked a smile and started laughing.

- “I should have known you would say that.”

Byakuya Togami

- As the Heir to the Togami family, he was always pretty busy.

- And he did need some sort of secretary.

- And this particular secretary was very pretty.

- So you found yourself being very jealous and fearful of the relationship between that secretary and Togami.

- The only thing you could think of doing was, confiding in him.

- When you were alone, you told him about your fears about that lady.

- He didn't emote, he just put a hand on your shoulder.

- “And what makes you think I would abandon someone as beautiful and perfect for me as you?”

- You thought about for a few seconds before you started smiling.

- “Obviously! There's nothing that can make me think that.”

Mondo Oowada

- Being the Ultimate Biker Gang Leader made him more popular with women who liked 'bad boys’ then you both thought.

- Women wearing all black with a bunch of piercings will walk up to him and ask him if he wants to get a drink sometime.

- That's when you'll walk up to him and grab his arm in a 'he’s mine’ kind of way.

- “Oh how cute, you brought you little sister/brother.”

- Mondo was confused while you were a bit offended.

- Then you pulled the collar of his shirt and started kissing him.

- This did lead the girls away, but when they were gone you were apologizing profusely.

- “Sorry! I'm sorry! I just panicked when they called me your little sister/brother.”

- “It's fine S/O. I probably do the same if some guys called me your older brother.”

- You giggled. “No, you would have tried to punch their lights out.”

- “Ha ha, yeah. You caught me S/O.”

Ishimaru Kiyotaka

- He still wasn't very up to date on social norms.

- So when people flirted with him, he could never pick up on it.

- But you could pick up on it.

- ...Boy could you pick up on it.

- “Hey there, mind telling me your name big boy?”

- “Ah, good evening! My name is Kiyotaka Ishimaru! It's wonderful to meet you!”

- Whaaat?

- Poor Taka didn't even notice the dark aura coming off of you.

- You were smiling, but the girl that was talking to Taka could recognize what that meant.

- “I'm sorry miss, but I need to talk to my Kiyotaka for a second in private. Do you mind?”

- “Y-yeah, t-that’s cool.”

- When you pulled Taka aside, he was smiling at you like a little kid.

- “What would you like to talk about S/O?”

- Poor boy didn't even know.

- When you explained, he was blushing.

- “W-why would a girl do that?”

- You pouted and buried your face in his chest, earning yourself and even blushier Taka.

- “Because you're great and adorable and a nice person. Who wouldn't do that?”

- Taka reluctantly wrapped his arms around you.

- “Someone who knows that I am taken by a kind and thoughtful and generous S/O. That's who.”

Chihiro Fujisaki

- You still had to keep Chihiro's real gender a secret until he was comfortable enough to say it himself.

- So that meant Chihiro still has his fanbase of Lolita loving guys.

- Which also meant that he will still get recognized in public.

- Chihiro was sitting in at cafe table while he waited for you to get the food you ordered.

- “Hey, your Chihiro Fujisaki right.”

- “Um, y-yes? That's right.”

- The man them proceeded (and quite rudely I might add) to sit down on the obviously taken chair on the other side of the round cafe table.

- Chihiro shifted his line of sight from the man to you.

- “So, do you come to this cafe often?”

- On the outside you were gazing at them innocently, on the inside you were freaking steaming.

- So you put your guys’ food on the table and kissed Chihiro on the cheek.

- “Sorry that took so long sweetie, there was a bit of a line at the register.” Then you looked at the man. “Excuse me sir, that chair is taken.”

- He got up a bit confused, then walked away, still looking at you.

- “Why’d you do that S/O?”

- You sweated a bit. “Sorry, I just get a little over protective when it comes to guys wanting to flirt with you I guess.”

- Chihiro giggled.

- “You're so cute S/O.”

Yasuhiro Hagakure

- You weren't one to get very jealous.

- It was one of the reasons he loved you.

- You were cool about everything.

- But there are times you can get the slightest bit jealous, but you never said anything.

- Some of the more ignorant women who came back for a second reading began to get a bit tough for some reason.

- They were getting a kick out of his readings while he was having fun with someone believing his stories.

- You really didn't like the feeling it was giving you.

- “Hey S/O? Is something wrong?”

- Sh*t

- You didn't realize that while focusing on that weird feeling, you had been staring at Hiro.

- “I… don't know. I've been having these weird feelings whenever you're around those girls that like you...like...a lot.”

- Hiro scratched the back of his neck.

- “Well, I guess that whatever it is, you probably don’t need to feel it. I don’t like them as much as I love you.”

- You smiled and blushed.

- “Thanks Hiro.”

Hifumi Yamada

- No matter what he looked like, he had huge amounts of nerdy fangirls.

- Those of which surrounded him when you two visited any kind of eastern style convention.

- You didn’t want to be a bother so you kind of just scooted off to the corner to see what the other artists were selling.

- Yamada texted you about standing next to a Love Live art booth and asked you to meet him there.

- When you found him, he was talking with two girls cosplaying as the hitachiin twins.

- You couldn’t hear what they were saying but you saw them pulling out their phones and clearly asking or a picture.

- It was cute, it really was, but their arms around him made you sweat a bit.

- …

- You didn’t have the confidence to approach him until the two girls left for a My Hero Academia booth.

- When you walked up to him, you sighed happily at the sight of no one currently surrounding him.

- “Hey Hifumi.”

- “Ah, greetings S/O. I’m glad to have run into you again. Can I ask why you were looming over at the Yuri! On Ice booth over there while I was speaking with the two fans just now?”

- You blushed and started rubbing your cheek on the Ryuji Sakamoto body pillow you bought to try and hide it.

- “B-beats me. You don’t have to worry about it.”

- “Oh! My S/O has gone tsundere! That can only mean one thing.”

- Huuuh?

- “It’s perfectly fine S/O. You don’t have to be jealous of those girls, you are one of the main protagonists in our story.”

- “I-I never said…! *Sigh* Okay fine, but only because my lovable partner said so.”

- (This whole section was just me being a huge anime nerd…)

Leon Kuwata

- Baseball fans were constantly a problem with him.

- Don’t get me wrong, he loved being around all those chicks.

- But he already had an S/O, and they only liked him for the talent he hated having.

- They still attempted at swarming him though.

- Thank god for velvet ropes and bouncers.

- Even when you walked with him out of the games girls reached out to him.

- This made put smile nervously and wave at them.

- When you got home you would groan and collapse on the couch like a ton of bricks.

- “I’m suuuper tired of those fan girls.They made me super nervous.”

- Leon chuckled and patted your head.

- “Yeah. It was pretty crazy how they just wanted to jump on top of me like that. Can’t say I blame them though.”

- You pulled on his sleeve while he leaned on the couch.

- “Don’t say stuff like that. You’re still mine, you wouldn’t leave me for one of them would you?”

- Leon smirked. “Oh? Is my S/O jealous?”

- You lowered your eyelids. “Just answer the question.”

- Leon flipped over the back of couch and landed on top of you.

- With his face close to yours, Leon grinned big.

- “Of course not S/O.You’re my one and only, a future rock star has got to be loyal to everyone. His fans and his S/O.”

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Homura’s Top 15 GX Characters

And next, my favorite GX characters!!!  Under the cut so that it doesn’t take up too much of everyone’s dashes cause it’s loooong lol

15. Ryo Marufuji “Kaiser”

I hate him but I love him tbh haha.  He’s not the best brother and his whole Hell Kaiser thing actually made me a little less interested in him as a character, but I still like him a lot for his aggressive presence and his interesting character arc, which is really out of the norm for a lot of character arcs in general.  You don’t often see the kind of change that we get to see in Ryo.  I also still do always remember that moment where he decided he would rather surrender than watch Shou get hurt during his duel against Camula, and that more than anything endears me to him.  Despite his harsh demeanor, I think in the end he really does care.

14. Daichi Misawa

It’s my nerd son ;w;  What I love the most about Misawa is just how amazingly analytical he is, but he’s still a lovable person who seems to get along with others easily.  Most of the time, math nerd characters like him are shown as completely socially inept, but Misawa was almost always shown as someone who was really easy to get along with, and everyone liked him (at least until ignoring him became a running gag... ;w; he deserved better).  He’s a cute little nerd.

13. Fubuki Tenjoin

God look at this fucking nerd.  My favorite thing about Fubuki is that he’s just...so dorky??  And this right on the heels of his first appearance as Darkness, when we’ve been waiting for a significant amount of episodes to find/meet the cool Asuka’s missing big brother...and we find out he’s a fucking NERD.  Just surfing around with his hawaiian top and his ukelele and stealing all of the girls’ hearts while dealing out stupid love guru advice.  He’s just downright fun to watch because he’s so dorky!

12. Rei Saotome

Rei is just...cute okay?  I don’t really have many deep reasons why I like her because she doesn’t really have much of a character on screen, which I do mourn often ;w;  But I’m the kind of person that attaches to the female characters for better or worse, and I just find Rei an interesting potential for character if nothing else.  I actually don’t mind that her driving force tends to be romance, and I like that she takes initiative to find what she wants.  I also love what a mom friend she is with Martin, and how she’s a little almost aggressive with it XD

11. Takuma Saiou

Yeah, he’s definitely a divisive character, but I can’t help but care about him.  He’s a misguided soul that falls off the path because of an unfortunate string of events, but I don’t feel like he ever tried to act like he never did anything wrong.  He was willing to take the consequences for his actions and fight to right them alongside Edo, and I’ll admit that most of my love for him comes from his interactions with Edo, especially when they’re children.  He’s a tragic sort of character who fought hard but ended up falling prey to evil in the end anyway.  And yet, in the end, he does manage to come back to himself; and that’s often why I choose to ignore his final appearance in season 4, cause it just feels like a regression of his character.

10. Haou

I guess this character is basically Judai, but I suppose for these purposes I’m considering him separately.  Idk I just find him to be the kind of villain that I tend to like; he’s dark, looming, quiet, and eerie, even beyond the fact that he’s Judai, our protagonist, become the villain.  He’s absolutely merciless and for the short time that he’s an antagonist, he’s legitimately frightening for the characters that have to face him.

9. Shou Marufuji

what a precious boy??????  Shou Marufuji deserves the world, honestly.  I love him for how he overcomes his vulnerabilities and anxieties, and he becomes honestly one of the strongest characters in the series courage-wise.  I love his character arc and his growth, and he’s just such a sweet, precious boy and I love watching him grow up.

8. Yubel

Yubel is fucking cool okay??  Her design is amazing and I love the way that her voice changes in the middle of sentences to make her truly androgynous.  I also adore her for her fascinating character motivation; we’ve certainly never seen this before or again in Yu-Gi-Oh where the villain’s motivation is undying, obsessive love with the protagonist.  She brought GX into a really fascinating time for story telling, and even after she’s defeated and assimilated into Judai, the few bits we get of her paint her as an amazingly sassy spirit partner that I wish we had gotten to know more about.

7. Jim Crocodile Cook

God I’m such a sucker for this guy.  He’s just a fun dude, and I love his almost Steven Irwin kind of look/personality.  His interactions with Karen are a joy to watch, and I love his laid-back, adventurous personality, and his immense loyalty to his friends and his unwillingness to back down or give up.

6. Austin O’Brien

This precious, precious dude, I love him so much it hurts sometimes ;w; O’Brien is just...great???  He doesn’t get as much screen time has he deserves, but what we do get I think is so great.  He’s just so incredibly human.  I love his arc, when he first appeared I thought I wouldn’t like him, but his enflamed passion from dueling with Judai, and seeing him decide to take his own path outside of the job given to him really endeared him to me.  Watching him overcome his own fear in order to sacrifice himself to save Judai and everyone from Haou was a really powerful moment, and I was so glad to see him come back and be Judai’s bff/info specialist.

5. Jun Manjoume

God, what is there not to love about Manjoume?  His character arc is actually one of the best in the series; I love watching his internal and external struggles and coming out on top in the end every time.  One of my favorite things about GX in general is how he and Judai seem to have an inverse relationship from usual shonen series; while Judai ends up being a quiet individual who fades from the scene, Manjoume ends up taking on the role of being the face of Duel Academia and the pro that everyone knows about.  I just love him for how multifaceted he is; he has his serious side, his irritable side, his downright dorky side, and his legitimately caring side.  My favorite scenes with him are his arc with Edo, where we get to see what kind of person he’s going to be as an adult, and I just felt so proud of him in those moments seeing how much he had grown since the beginning.

4. Asuka Tenjoin

What an absolute bae tbh.  I love Asuka’s tough personality and her take-no-shit attitude.  She’s a strong girl who sets an example for others, and takes good care of the people who look up to her, even when she’s under the brainwashing of the Society of Light.  Her determination and self-confidence are really a joy to watch on screen and almost all of her duels are just so cool!

3. Judai Yuki

Judai is honestly one of the most dynamic protagonists in Yu-Gi-Oh.  He starts out as this typical, laid-back shonen protag who just floats through life and gets by with his incredible luck, but circumstances force him to deal with his own buried insecurities and I think he’s one of the most fascinating depictions of a legitimately depressed character in shonen media.  His growth is great to watch and I love how out of the ordinary it is for a shonen show.  His duels are fun and his confidence + vulnerabilities are incredibly fascinating to watch him as he goes along on his character journey.

2. Edo Phoenix

I’m straight for Edo tbh like damn son, what a pretty person you are???  But beyond that, he’s also a fascinatingly fun character to watch on screen.  I love him for his superior attitude and his smug confidence, but also for his rare moments of letting his actual kind heart show through.  He’s a precious child that I loved getting the back story on which really sealed the deal for me loving him.

1. Johan Andersen

god i love him so goddamn much ;w;  Johan is just so incredibly earnest and sincere.  I love how strong he is in his convictions and how excitable about life he is.  He’s legitimately cheerful about almost everything, and gets excited about things even when the situation looks dire.  He’s strong in his beliefs and is more than willing to lay his life down for others, and in fact, it was his hope and dream that he could do something with his life to help other people, even at the cost of himself.  I love him for his devotion to his spirits, and in fact all spirits in general, and how badly he wants to protect everyone.  He’s also fucking adorable and I love how smiley and happy he is no matter how bad things get.  He always believes, in himself, in others, and in that the world is a fundamentally good place.