#ew this is so corny

[the-daiz]

Private canvas | Flashy flash

Genre; fluff

Pairing: Flashy flash x reader

Synopsis; What better way to test out your new lipstick shade than on him?

A/N: wonky brainrot thanks to this post. Thank you @10ve1ess for the idea 💋💋

Flashy flash's right eye scrunched close as you pressed a long kiss against his cheekbone, his head held firmly in place from the diligent clutch you had on his jaw.

His hand subtly shifted on your hip as you held yourself in place, making sure to leave another prominent red stain on his face. You pulled back, your fingers still gripping his chin whilst you inspected your precise art. You faintly moved his face to the side to assess the lipstick stain you imprinted on him, measured with your calculated gaze to pair perfectly with the other similarly striking marks scattered across his face.

An accomplished smile adorned your features as you peered down at him. He stared back at you with a serene expression, admiring you while you marveled at the masterpiece you had created of him.

You picked up the Polaroid camera lying beside him— or rather, the both of you— and pushed your hips off him with both your knees still planted on either side of his pelvis, pinning him against the bed. You pointed the camera down at him as you pressed it against your face, waiting a moment before snapping another shot, the camera's flash momentarily lighting up his face.

He blinked a few times and rubbed his eyes with his fingers, his other hand still resting on your waist, moving along with you as you lowered yourself back down on his lap. You plucked out the film from the device and started shaking it.

You looked at the frame, the picture capturing his radiant stillness slowly developing on it. "Glad you declined that modeling offer."

"Why?" He hummed, raising a brow. "Don't tell me you'd be jealous."

"Fuming with jealousy." You shamelessly admitted, glancing down at him as you continued to shake the picture held between your fingers. "Everyone would be drooling all over you..."

"Is that so?" He let a sly smile curl on his lips, his finger tapping lightly on your side. "Well, aren't you a lucky one to have me?"

"Oh no, I've boosted your ego now, haven't I?" You rolled your eyes.

"Perhaps."

"What a pain." You huffed, your gaze trailing back to the frame. You grinned slightly as the image recording his seamless mien cleared. "I shouldn't have said anything."

"No please, continue. Tell me how flawless I am and how I'm simply an array of unfathomable talent and skill." He spoke in a playful tone. You didn't grant him a reaction as you grabbed the other pictures and held them together in your hands, eyeing them with a satisfied gleam.

"Ok, you can stop talking now." You tossed the images aside and sunk down to mold your lips into his. He needn't but a second to quickly match your rhythm, his fingers trailing up to frame the side of your neck, his other hand tugging at your waist to pull you closer against him as if your bodies weren't already pressed flush against each other. He kissed with impatient passion, and you responded in kind, your hands gliding over his jawline then sliding to cup his cheekbone.

He tilted your head to better align with his but as he was about to deepen the kiss, you pulled away abruptly. Flash's eyes fluttered open, watching you as you leaned away from him with a slight pinch in his brows.

You eyed the smudged red lipstick painting his mouth so pleasantly. 

"Wait, hold still." You hurriedly picked up the Polaroid once again, bringing it up to rest over your eye. He sighed and covered the lens of the camera with his palm, then gently tugged it down so you'd look at him. 

"I held still enough. Can you continue your photoshoot later?" His tone sounded with impatience, blue eyes narrowing as he tilted his head back against the pillow.

"No- you look perfect right now!" You argued with a pleading look. "One more, please?"

He let out an exasperated breath and let his hand slip away from the camera. "Fine."

[todomemolesta18]

OMG, the latest Helluva boss ep felt so fanfic IN A BAD WAY, and so corny, Jesus. "Only death can rent us apart". What am I watching??? Is so.... ugh idk how to explain it, help! Like those romance books.

[jeffrrandell]

If Markuardo had matching mugs, what would they be

Something like this probably

Listen listen, if you turn Marks butt head upside down...... You get bread.... Avocadotoast is my secret other shipname for them

[pinkeoni]

tbh as much as I am a Will with powers enthusiast the idea of him with a nosebleed is so cringe to me unless its absolutely profuse like both nostrils dripping down his chin nosebleed

[selinakyl-ee]

Do you have something sparkly I can wear to the Gala?

A nice bracelet or something.

Oh, the gala...

Well....

I have a few things I can give you! Hey, if you want, you can wear one of my dresses!

[truegoist]

CRINGE !!

[br333]

Procrastinated a bit, but i finally finished this 😩

So, getting to meet the new bab of the fam :>

Bonus

[taegularities]

cmi jk and oc, who’s most likely to get arrested and what would it be for?

OC: "Me, for not being able to shut up. He knows how to behave and is as lowkey and soft as possible. Would only get arrested if he got on my nerves too much and forced me to call the police, you know?"

Jungkook, can't hold back the chuckles: "What she said. But I also think she's more likely to get arrested." Jungkook: "For being too hot and stuff."

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ask my characters! <3

[todayisafridaynight]

Prior to sending the ask I was just guessing what matrophobia meant based on the root words but I looked it up after and went ohhhh and then you confirmed that extra dimension to it and I went OHHHHH

I think that gets to the heart of what I've been thinking about, that bittersweetness, because despite his best efforts... of course he could never end up anything like Yoko, but he still ended up with an abusive "household." Because in addition to Masato ending up how he did, he has to see those same situations play out, feel that same tension in the air between Jo and Ichi, over and over for almost a decade straight.

Like, in a way, he's forced to put himself in Toshio's shoes when that happens. He can't really get through to Jo, in the same way Toshio can't get through to Yoko, but he can try to step in before lasting damage is done, and he can try to make it bearable for his son. You know. Have a nice talk. Treat him to Peking duck. I'm SO normal about the (drawn-out) parallels of those scenes

So then with Jo... he kind of does become his father, even if he never wanted to (no one wants to), both through his ruinous neglect of Masato at birth and through how he comes to look at discipline and corporal punishment. I'm sure it's not lost on him in Masato's case (owww), but with Ichi, it's not like he has any reason to see him as his son... But How Far Can That Take You.

Because it's like, at the start, he was openly beating Ichi in front of Arakawa and not letting up much when Arakawa intervened. But then you have The Yubitsume Scene and Arakawa walking in on All That and... he looks sorry. Sorry for being caught, probably, but sorry nonetheless. Like... what changed between then and now... have you two had a Heartfelt Conversation... do you know where Arakawa got that scar... are you unable to change your "nature" even then...

Side note bro your SHOE is the size of his TORSO I promise you do not need to kick him with all the strength you've got like what the hell is this 😭😭😭

BUT ALL THAT ASIDE thank you so much for delving into the symbolism! Wonderful read. I don't really have an eye for symbolism, so that makes it all the more enjoyable to revisit the comic and everything with what you've gone into. I think a lot of your experiences resonate with mine, so conversely I'm not sure what others would take away from it, BUT I think there's enough there that's so insightful and evocative that it's effective without personal experience. I don't think there's anything I could add, so. Yeah. For once I am happy to sit back and take it all in... On that note, definitely looking forward to your next comic!

AUUUGH YEAAAH YEAHEYA HYEAH THAT EXACTLY OUUUGH OWIEE OWW.....

that's literally it though. like no extra notes. except The Obligatory Few i dont think it was an accident that arakawa is set up as the beginning of the game's 'protagonist' and planting that 'troubled family' taste first thing in our mind. i remember how i felt when i first saw arakawa walk in on jo and ichi and then arakawa taking ichi out for dinner i was just like🧍‍♂️Girl No The Cycle.... It's Continuing...... //screams// LIKE UGH IT WAS SO GOOD BUT ALSO OWWW STOPPP and then on the REPLAY it just hurts more cause with the added context to jo's character its like Oh No...... You're Your Father's Son....

and youre right: jo doesn't have an implicit reason to see how he treats ichi is wrong, hence he similarly doesnt have any reason to stop- not unless arakawa intervenes of course (and i will stand outside my window thinking of the possibility arakawa ever did try to have A Conversation with jo... arms folded behind my back and all like Man™️....)

oh but yeah, absolutely no problem ! im lowkey of an egotist so i do like to talk bout the stuff i make. More In Depth (though thats obvious considering the fuckin essays in the tags i always leave ☠️☠️) gerjlgaELKjg. so i was happy to explain ♪(´▽｀) !! what i like about symbolism is that it can be intentional or not, and the fun is always finding it just by chance. i cant explain it properly, but i just think its a neat 'seasoning' of sorts to drawings (❁´◡`❁)

[firelise]

I love "that's a bit'a me, innit" british people really popped off with that one, i'll give them that

[todomemolesta18]

OMG, the latest Helluva boss ep felt so fanfic IN A BAD WAY, and so corny, Jesus. "Only death can rent us apart". What am I watching??? Is so.... ugh idk how to explain it, help! Like those romance books.

[hangryyeena]

:)

[internet-tears]

the word “uncomfy” makes me wretch if you use uncomfy grow tf up

[laketoriver]

me seeing barney boo bear 🤯🤤

[nubsdolls]

SYPNOSIS ; g/n reader x sparring partner! bakugou, fluff, not proofread .. matching bracelets , enjoy ! xoxo, jord .ᐟ

A/N; this was supposed to be a lil drabble but this came out longer than i intended .. anywaayss. I PROOOMISEEE im gonna start posting more i’ve disappeared for sosososso long.. in the meanwhile take this, luv u guys !!!!!

sparring partner! bakugou that swears he only bugs you 24/7 to “get your ass to training grounds” because you need to improve. no other reason because of course, he cant stand you.. or anything about you, for that matter.

so no, it doesnt “mean” anything when sparring partner! bakugou comes up from behind you to, “fix” your form. adjusting you by signaling you to rotate to the side by giving your hips a little push, nudging your elbows up so your face is protected by your hands.

sparring partner! bakugou who always insists to be near you, discreetly, if he can. because he obviously doesnt want it to seem like he cares, because he doesnt. even during training or maybe even an attack on the school? near you. covering you and making sure warn you of the sneak attacks from behind you.

and even though you practically hate sparring with him, because hes so damn ruthless, ensuring a trip to recovery girl by the end of it, its weirdly the highlight of your days. hearing the ding! of your phone, followed by the usual message from him.

: training grounds. 5 mins

even when its five in the goddamn morning. you never fail to meet him there.

and after a small while of this cycle, you make the (probably) safe assumption you guys are, friends? acquaintances?..hell, maybe you were even on kirishima’s level of ‘friend’. toleratable? at the least.

so while on one of your free days afterschool, youre shopping with the bakusquad. mina, jirou, denki, sero, kirishima, and obviously, bakugou. god knows how they convinced him to tag along.. you get lost in a cute little merch store, spotting matching all might bracelets. ew, corny. who would even get those?

ca—ching! “aaand heres your change, have a nice day!”

you would.

though, you probably shouldve thought this out.. who were you gonna match with? ofcourse, it could always be mina, but she also didnt absolutely fixate on all might. but, there was, one person you had in mind..

and sometime in the week after the hangout, at the end of your—no less than brutal, training session, you tiredly brought it up.

“the other day—while we were at the mall, i saw these matching all might bracelets—“ pant, “i kinda just bought on it on sight, annnd i didnt really think of who to give the other half to before i did.. but i know you like him, so..”

you trail off, simply suggesting it as you move over to sit down on a bench, taking a drink of water, while also, pulling out the bracelets from your pockets and reaching your free hand up to show him.

sparring partner! bakugou scoffs upon seeing the bracelets in your hand. golden age and bronze age all might bracelets.

“thats stupid. im not wearing that shit.” he growls, crossing his arms. his voice a little panted from training. you were getting better. not that he would tell you that directly, of course.

“chill, dynamight.” you roll your eyes playfully, emphasizing his hero name on your tongue. “i was just suggesting it, if you dont want it its fine.” you explain casually. even if, the sentence did hurt your feelings a little.

“ill just give it to izuku.” you shrug, you guys were friends, pretty close if you did say so.

and you almost swear you saw bakugou’s eye twitch. a glint of, jealousy? in his eyes as you bring up the green haired boy’s name.

he lets out an amused huff, rolling his eyes. “tch. whatever, give it to that nerd. not like i care.” before he reaches down next to you for your water bottle, taking a swing, airsip.

setting the bottle back down next to your thigh, he speaks up again. “‘aight, hurry, we arent done. round two.” he adds harshly, motioning with his hand for you to get back up.

“come on. please? one more minute. its so eaarlyyy.” you whine, almost pouty as you throw your head back. still exhausted from the sparring just a few minutes ago. 6am and hes annoyingly productive.

“hurry or i can blast your ass right here.” he glares down at you, grumbling through gritted teeth.

“im getting uupp, geeez.” you groan, lazily getting up from the bench and almost coming up to meet his full height.

later in the day, during class training, you figure you should probably find izuku to give him the other matching half, one already on your wrist.

you couldve sworn you remembered putting it back onto your other wrist so you wouldnt lose it. maybe it was in your dorm instead? whatever, youd just have to give it to him tomorrow.

today, you were working in partners, testing out new possible moves, strengths, weaknesses, and overall just trying to improve on any weak spots.

and like always, sparring partner! bakugou was next to you. basically having claimed you as his designated partner for anything by now, glaring at anyone who even suggested you work with them and not him.

and as your throwing hits at him, trying to catch him off base with your quirk, you notice a glint coming from under his gauntlet, you pause a moment.

its the matching half of your bracelet, all might’s golden age bracelet.

he notices this. feeling his ears dust the slightest pink from, embarrassment? and he uses this moment of weakness to gain the upper hand, pinning you down on the floor.

and youre completely shocked by the sudden move. somehow flipped on your chest to the ground, arms tucked behind your back with his knee holding you down.

“stay focused.” he hisses, reprimanding you for your bad habit.

“thought you said it was stupid?” you mutter. tilting your head to the side ever so slightly to look at him. a sly, cheeky smirk on your face.

“it is.”

maybe it wasnt so stupid after all.

[soleilapproves]

Imagine forcing Toji to kiss you through the phone.

Note: reader is referred to as girl at one point.

You know he hates corny relationship cliches but you were lucky enough to have him wrapped around your finger. You knew you could use the fact that he would do anything to keep you happy to your advantage.

Masterlist

-•-

It was just another night after work where you’d wind down by calling your boyfriend before going to bed. Most of it was just about future dates and stuff your coworkers did to annoy you. One thing you liked about him was that he would never be distracted while talking to you.

His reactions when you’d tell him about all the things that happen in your day were the best. The subtle gasp when you’d talk about your friend being cheated on or the little ‘ew’ he’d say when you’d talk about accidentally stepping on a worm would be the highlights of your call. He would always listen intently whether it was a huge news or something boring and mundane.

“So-“ yawn “-I decided to buy the blouse after all.” You said to your boyfriend. “You sound tired, honey. What time did you wake up this morning?” He asked on the other side of the line.

“Uh, I think 5 am. I’ve been trying to work out in the morning.”

“Babe, you don’t need to wake up that early to work out. It’s all about how effective it’s gonna be. You should’ve asked me to help you out.”

“Tojiii, you’re so sweet but I couldn’t get you to wake up that early just to come to my place.” Your heart melted at your boyfriend’s words. How did you manage to score someone like him?

“Wait, before I say anything, can you say my name like that again?” You knew he wanted you to whine his name. He really liked it when you sounded desperate (take that as you will).

“Ugh, you’re so weird, Tojiiii.” You said as you rolled your eyes. “Atta girl, now, get to bed. I’ll be at your place by 6:30 so you can get an extra hour of sleep, alright?”

“Thank you, babe.” You could hear his deep voice hum through the phone as a reply.

“We should hang up since we’re gonna wake up early.”

“Alright, good night, honey.” He said. “I’ll wait for you to hang up fir-“

“Wait!” You decided to test his patience one last time before turning in for the night. “Kiss me through the phone.”

“What the- what are you talking about?” You could only imagine your boyfriend’s bewildered face as you snickered to yourself. “I’m not doing that.”

“Why not?” You tried to sound as sad as possible to convince him. “Because, well, I don’t know. It’s weird.”

“Loving me is weird?” You then changed your tone to sound offended. “No, no, no, I’m not saying that. It’s just- kissing you through the phone? Come on, babe, we aren’t 13.”

“Yeah, you’re right, good night, Toji. I… love you.” You went back to sounding sad. It killed you to take advantage of your boyfriend’s soft spot for you but you couldn’t help yourself. It was fun to tease him.

“Wait, babe don’t hang up!”

“What?”

“Muah”

There were a few minutes of silence after you had just heard your boyfriend kiss you through the phone. “Babe?”

You burst out laughing. “That was so worth it, I should record it next time.” You pretended to wipe a tear. You knew Toji was probably seething.

“Don’t you dare!”

-•-

May or may not have used a conversation I had as inspiration for this.