#have a wonderful saturday anon bb!!!

[inkykeiji]

okay but you can't tell me daddy dazai isn't GREAT at aftercare. he can take you apart and put you back together again and he loves to spoil and coddle you too. <3

with you, yes, absolutely 100%!!!! he would be the fucking sweetest and he’d already have multiple potential care plans in place before you even begin the scene, each tailored to a specific outcome—the ways he thinks you’re most likely to react by the time the scene is over, with a few of them branching out into sub-plans based on what turns the scene may take as it develops. each aftercare plan is attuned to what he knows your specific set of needs will be by the end of him fucking you into the prettiest shattered shards of yourself. if the session ends up being purely psychological torture then you can bet your ass he’s got a whole novels-worth of words of affirmation written on the walls of his skull, just waiting to be spoken to you. if the session is more physical in nature then he’s prepared with your favourite nutritious snack + a bottle of water + first aid materials. if it’s any combination of both he’s prepared with whatever percentage of each he believes must be met; various aftercare blends each customized to that particular result.

afterwards, after he’s sure your initial, instinctive and most immediate needs have been throughly dealt with and resolved, it’s whatever you further need—your favourite comfort film, or cozy cuddles beneath fluffy blankets with him and your most cherished stuffy, or tender kisses scattered across your marred skin and mangled limbs, gentle lips so healing, so loving as they skim across your body, each stamp of them against your flesh leaving a soft, small blossom of warmth in its wake; whatever it is, whatever you want, he is more than ready and willing to give it.

i genuinely believe that like, 97% of the time this man is fucking brutal and sincerely, severely sadistic in the bedroom; loves teasing you to the point of tears and then far beyond that, staining his name into your skin through deep indents beneath all 32 of his teeth and splats of broken blood vessels beneath his fingertips, can be downright fucking cruel when he wants to be, when the mood strikes him (and takes genuine delight and pleasure in it all)—and as such, being a god at aftercare is a must, when it concerns you, anyway.

with akutagawa tho?????? eeeeeee probably not

[celestie0]

OMG ELLIE BAEE !! YOU THINK OF ME ??? im actually sobbing ilysm 😭💗💗

but omg my trip was good !! honestly the ride down was a nightmare like i wanted to sob 😭 we left at around 8:30 and then got to were we were staying at about 9:00 then we went to dinner and stayed out until 11:00 which honestly wasnt that bad except for the fact that i had a RAGING HEADACHE like once we got to the hotel i basically passed out 🫠 and that was only the first night 😭 the second day was good,, until i lost my voice🧍‍♀️my voice has been gone since like last friday 😭 i’ve been living off of honey lemon ginger tea and chicken noodle soup for the past 5 days and im getting sick of it 😭

honestly the whole trip was so chaotic 😭 I ALMOST BURNED DOWN THE FUCKING HOTEL IM BEING SERIOUS. i also almost flooded our room but um lets not talk about that 😆😆 AND THEN I ALMOST GOT LOST !! (im not very responsible)

anyway I JUST HAVE TO SAY THAT PEOPLE DOWN HERE DO NOT KNOW HOW TO WALK WHAT THE FUCK??? (the people in disneyland anyway 😭) as a city girl i was getting so irritated like these people were walking so slow and WAY too close to me 🫠 LIKE GET AWAY DO I KNOW U???

but anyway the trip was pretty good except for when it rained on Saturday bc i was NAWT prepared for the rain 🫠 BUT OTHER THAN THAT I LIKED IT ‼️‼️ also bae omg i missed u so much i kept thinking “i wonder if my bae ellie has posted anything” LIKE BAE I AM NOT EVEN JOKING I MISSED U SO MUCH ??? (tumblr crush is crushing 😆😆) HONESTLY WHEN I SAW YOU MADE A POST ABT ME MY JAW DROPPED I WAS LIKE “omg ellie was thinking about me ?!?!?!” and then i exploded ❤️

omg this is all so like jumbled up and stuff like i feel like whatever im saying makes no sense im so sorry bae 😭 but anyway ily and i missed u 💗💗

- 🦌 anon

HIII bb yes i was thinking of uuu 🫶🏼💕

nooo not the headache and also losing your voice omgg are you sick? or is it just an isolated symptom? could make sense tho since you were traveling, maybe you caught something? :”)

PLS BURN DOWN THE HOTEL?? FLOOD THE HOTEL?? GOT LOST?? 😖😭 YOU’re GIVING ME SM ANXIETY RN HAHAH im like the designated mom friend in most of my friend groups so if i was w you on that trip i wldve been so worried ab you 🤣 i’d never take my eyes off of you bahhaha sounds so chaotic

omggg u went to disneylanddd hehehe 🥰 we were so close by!! i was also in anaheim this past weekend so if u guys went to disneyland on sunday then we were like ACTUALLY very close by 😳🤭 hope u enjoyed it there, i think the weather rn is perfect for amusement parks. and BHAHAHA REALLY?? i mean ppl inside disneyland are a whole different breed pls but yea i dont think ppl down here are as city-coded and in a rush (other than in traffic lmaoo) most ppl here are suburban 🤣 we be strollin. so a norcal girlie like u were probs STRUGGLIN. i think true socal city gorls probs only live in like downtown LA haha

and YEAAA it raineddd i think for us it rained on friday idk why we’ve been having like random thunderstorms?? i’m so glad you enjoyedd itt all things considered lmao im sure your concert went well too 🫶🏼💕 hope u feel better soon bb 🥺 get lots of rest

awwieeee missed u too n love u too <33

[hooned]

you 🤝 me being whipped for sehun- rose anon ( I can’t find the emoji hhhh)

hello, love!!! 😚 ugh yes. our tol yet smol noodle boy 🥺 he's like soo cute with hid crescent eyes and his tiny adorable mouth. and when he smiles it's just sunshine and sunshine all around!! he's too cute and yeah. you 🤝 me, sehun protection squad.

[tsukishumai]

May I request 30 from fluff with Hinata? 💕💕 I love him soo much🥺

I, too, love Hinata so much :( ty for the request, bb!

Send me a prompt + ur fav character here :)

30. I’ve been in love with you since we were kids.

Word count: 800+

A/N: I hope u like it, anon! 🥺

You were lounging around on the couch in your living room, enjoying a rare day off and attempting to catch up on some much needed rest, when you hear the incessant buzzing of your phone from somewhere in your apartment.

You pat your hands along your blanket, grumbling a little when you were unable to find your phone. You look around for the small device, wondering where the hell you had left it when you spotted it vibrating along the kitchen counter. Quickly, you threw the blanket off your legs, wincing a little at the sudden cold as you ran over to answer the call before you missed it.

“Hello?” You answered without checking who was ringing you.

It took a moment for the call to connect, the silence on the other end abruptly shifting into loud chatter and thumping music in between crinkling static.

“Hello?” You say one more time.

“Y/N?”

Your name came out slightly muffled, but your heart skipped a beat at the voice calling out your name.

“Shoyo?”

“Yaaayy, you answered,” he slurred into the receiver, “I was worried you’d be asleep.”

“Shoyo, it’s,” you pull back your phone to check the time, “three in the afternoon here. Why would I be asleep?”

“Aw, man,” he groaned out, and you could already imagine the way he must be stomping his foot in the ground, “I forgot you were in Japan.”

You giggled at his comment, extremely amused at the drunken call you were getting in the middle of the day. You did a little mental calculation; it must be about 3 am in Brazil.

“What’s up? Why’d you call?” You were grinning as you spoke, making your way back to your spot on the couch.

“Can’t I just call my best friend?! Maybe I missed you or something,” He whined, and you ignore the way your heart fluttered, hearing a crowd in the background chanting ‘shots, shots, shots!’. You stay silent as you hear Hinata cheer back something in Portuguese, your face practically cringing as you listen to him gulp down whatever liquid was handed to him.

“Sounds like you’re having fun,” you commented, imagining what it would be like to be in Brazil, standing next to him and raising a shot glass in celebration.

“Izz Heitor’s birthday,” Hinata managed to buzz out, and the background music began to fade away as Hinata made his way out of the crowded bar. “Whatcha doing?”

“Nothing, really,” you say, grabbing the remote from the table and absentmindedly flipping through the movies on Netflix, “It’s my day off, so I’m just chilling at home.”

Hinata sighed out wistfully, “Man, wish I waz there.”

You scoffed a little. “What do you mean? You’re out partying in Brazil. That’s way better than being stuck at home with me. “

“Sayz who?” Hinata retorted, “I’ll fight them.”

You laughed at his response, grabbing a pillow from the other end of the couch and holding it against your chest, “Well, for what it’s worth, maybe i missed you too... or something.”

At this, Hinata chuckled, letting out a low hum and you visualize him closing his eyes. “Want you in Brazil instead of Japan. S’not the same. People are different here. S‘different here.”

You smile sadly, fiddling with the corners of the pillow, biting your lip as you responded, “There are lots of nice people in Brazil. Maybe you’d find them if you weren’t outside, talking to me.”

“I’ve met lotsa people,” he defended himself, “I got friends! Pedro finally started talking to me!”

You snicker, recalling all the times Hinata had complained about his aloof roommate. “Well congrats! You got friends! Why don’t you go find yourself a girlfriend?”

“Huh?!” Hinata sounded extremely offended, “Why would I do that?”

“Why not?” You question, twisting the corners of your blanket into knots, “Don’t you wanna find love in Brazil?”

“Pfft, what do you mean?” Hinata was barely comprehensible at this point, but you still heard every word clearly, “I’ve been in love with you since we were kids. I already found love, itzzin Japan. Duh.”

You stayed silent, goosebumps raising all along the expanse of your skin as you listened to Hinata chortle like he just said the funniest joke.

“Love in Brazil,” Hinata repeated, breathing out a final chuckle, “You saythe funniest things, Y/N-chan.”

It was funny, really. You had so many chances to confess to him before he left for Brazil, but something always held you back. With Hinata on track to leave the country, you figured there was no point in pursuing a person you would never be able to catch up to. He had created such amazing opportunities for himself, and you couldn’t help but feel you would only ever weigh him down.

But now, at 3pm on a Saturday afternoon, Hinata Shoyo called from a foreign country, and drunkenly told you all the things you’ve ever wanted to say to him.

“I love you, too, you know.”

And even from 10,000 miles away, he was still the one giving you courage.

“You better tell me that again when I get back,” Hinata threatened, and you bursted out laughing.

“I will.”

[artificialqueens]

Girl I Met On The Internet, 1/? (Crystal x Gigi) - Strawberry

a/n: it’s me, the anon who was talking about writing a crygi stan twitter au. and as someone who has spent many hours on social media, i really enjoy reading social media aus so i decided to write one. my writing skills are rusty and i’m not sure how long this will end up being, but i hope you guys enjoy it regardless and stay for the (not really) wild ride! :-) 

Crystal was very active on stan Twitter. Being an outcast at school with only friendly acquaintances, she used it to fill her need for the social interaction she was not getting in person. 

That being said, she didn’t have a set group of Twitter friends yet. She was very friendly with all of her mutuals, having conversations on the timeline with a handful of them, but she had yet to make a deeper connection with anyone.

She had thought about joining a group chat, but they made her feel anxious. A lot of them have forty members! That seemed extremely overwhelming to her.

The poor girl had spent an hour one night weighing the pros and cons, and in the end, her desire for friendship beat her anxiety. She promised herself she would go out of her comfort zone and would rt the next group chat tweet she saw. Possibly. Maybe.  

-

She had made that promise to herself on Tuesday. It was now Saturday, and Crystal had woken up pretty early, determined to finish writing a story for her creative writing class. It was unusual for her to be up before noon, but today just felt different. Once she finished it, she opened up a new tab and went to Twitter, curious to see if anyone was awake. Jan was.

jan! • @.arisjantasy

rt to be in a random group chat!! 

requirements: 

just be nice! :)

adding the first 10 people who rt!

There were 6 rts already, so Crystal hit rt as fast as she could to reserve her spot. Jan was very nice, possibly the nicest mutual Crystal had ever made; if Crystal was forcing herself to join a group chat, one made by Jan would be ideal. 

Nervous, Crystal switched tabs, going to YouTube. Because it was so early, none of her favorite creators had uploaded anything new. She ends up clicking on an older video she had watched dozens of times. Halfway through the video, she gets a Twitter notification.

jan! has added you to a group.

jan!: hey guys!! :) 

Crystal quickly types out an introduction and sends it.

crystal: hi! thank you so much for adding me. im crystal! 

jaida: the queen of the gc has arrived. hi

crystal: hi jaida!

jan!: no problem, crystal. you seem very nice! 

nicky: bonjour ;)

gigi: good morning everyone

gigi: nicky we get it ur french

Gigi was here? Crystal saw her on her timeline a lot, despite not following her. She was Jan’s best friend, but seemed very intimidating. She reminded Crystal of the girls at school who would call her not so nice names, but she hoped Gigi wasn’t like that since she was close with sweet Jan who didn’t have a mean bone in her body. 

gigi: omg crystal hi

gigi: i don’t like 1d but u seem very nice it’s nice to meet u

Yes, it was 2020 and Crystal was still a One Direction stan account. She had lost hope that they would get back together ages ago, but she still supported all five of them. They were the only men she would ever love. 

crystal: i can change that just give me a week SKSGFDS

jaida: i love zayn does that count

crystal: yes ma’am!

heidi: HEY! sorry i’m late!

jaida: oh, miss heidi made the cut?

heidi: 9th rt, bitch.

jan!: jaida be nice :((

jaida: No <3

gigi: dont play fight yet ur scaring crystal!!! 

heidi: well. in that case.

heidi: crystal, tell us about yourself

jaida: pls.. i’m sick of these other hoes.. i’m a crystal stan now

jan!: :(( 

jan!: but yes crystal pls!

crystal: let’s see.. im crystal, im 16, a lesbian. i stan 1d, poppy, and i really like painting!! and thrifting!! 

Crystal wasn’t expecting to feel included since they definitely had an established group already. Them being interested in hearing about her made her feel like she fit right in.

She really hoped they would end up liking her.

-

A week later, the group chat was going strong. Crystal, Jan, Jaida, Heidi, Gigi and Nicky were the only ones who ended up talking in the group, so they decided to kick everyone else out. Jaida had the pleasure of renaming their chat to “Elites Only” after that, which everyone approved of.

They opened Crystal into their friend group with open arms, which Crystal was incredibly thankful for.

Crystal loved them all, but Gigi had to be her favorite. They had all shared fun facts about each other after Crystal did, and Gigi had revealed that she was also a lesbian, but was only out online. She was a cheerleader also who loved fashion and design. her account was very put together, filled with pictures of girls Crystal would later find out are from America’s Next Top Model.

Gigi fascinated Crystal.  

The other girls were also pretty cool. Jan was also a cheerleader who had high energy constantly. Jaida competed in beauty pageants, also had the pleasure of being the funniest person in the group. Heidi jokingly referred to herself as a ‘gamer girl’, but really only played the Sims 4. Nicky lived in France and had an odd obsession with sheep. Nicky also flirted with Gigi a lot and Crystal couldn’t tell if they were a thing or not. she didn’t know if Nicky was gay, but the thought that they were a thing made her feel sick to her stomach.

Crystal opened up her Twitter app on her way to school, seeing the last message to be sent was from Nicky, at nearly three in the morning.

nicky: i think you’re asleep for once due to the lack of noise.. weird and boring!

nicky: but anyway i hope you hoes have a good day <3 

Crystal smiled and hearted the message. 

crystal: someone wake up im boreeedddd 

jan!: hey im in bio!! its boring :(

crystal: im walking to school lol 

gigi: good morning jan and crystal bbs <3

Crystal knew she didn’t mean it like that, but it still made her soul leave her body. Naturally, she exited Twitter. This was far too much for eight in the morning. Far too early to address any of her feelings.

She had managed to go most of the morning without checking Twitter but eventually, after a bad encounter with one of the cheerleaders in her history class, Crystal gave in to her urges and checked her phone to try to cheer herself up.

Definitely a bad idea.

nicky: i want to post selfies before i go to bed

nicky: you all will support yes?

gigi: YES BABE!!!

Babe? Crystal wants to cry. 

jaida: i need your beauty on my tl now

crystal: yeah i wanna see what you look like

Crystal feels stupid. She’s known Gigi for a week; she doesn’t even know what Gigi, let alone the rest of them look like. Crystal thinks it’s far too early to catch feelings for someone on Twitter.

Nicky posts her selfies, and Crystal quickly confirms that she’s one of the most gorgeous women on the planet. No wonder Gigi was probably dating her. 

She goes back onto the timeline, only for it to be filled with nothing but Gigi hyping up Nicky.

gigi • @.jennerbitch

NICKY OH MY FUCJKING GO D??

gigi • @.jennerbitch

MY LITERAL WIFE WTF

gigi • @.jennerbitch

IM GAY!!!!!!

Well, that confirmed what she had suspected. 

Once Crystal got home from school, she types out a tweet before throwing her phone on her bed, distracting herself with homework.

crystal • @.mitamcrystal

sad girl hours :(

She checked her phone first thing in the morning out of habit. There were tons of messages from the group chat, as usual, but also a message outside of the group chat.

From Gigi. 

[katsukikitten]

Hi, could you do a scenario or headcanons of a reader who feels like a burden towards everyone? And they can’t really speak up about it so the become more withdrawn x bakugo? Fluff pls

Useless

A/N anon hopefully this is what you wanted and needed. I know it's hard but be kind to yourself my lovely bbs

If you had one word to describe yourself what would it be?

A few come to mind as you reread the question on the board.

Troublesome.

Burdensome

Useless.

You flick your mechanical pencil as you debate writing them. If you write them down won't that be a red flag to someone?

This is an assignment after all. Aizawa Sensei is sure to read it and either, one, give you an F in red ink, or two, give you an F in red ink AND a lecture.

Neither will help your mood.

The bell rings but you don't notice, too absorbed in the question truly trying to find a positive word that might have a sliver of truth to it. Several minutes pass and still you do not notice the rest of the class shoving papers into backpacks shuffling out. Now long gone already half way to the dorm.

Nor do you notice the looming body in front of your desk with a deadly gaze.

"Oi." You jump out of your skin from the sudden harsh tone. The hot head narrows his gaze.

"Its been almost twenty minutes moron. They're gonna eat all the fucking food at the dorm if you don't get your ass in gear." He snarls, red eyes staring down his nose.

"Ah sorry B..Bakugou-senpai." Your hands shake as you gather your stuff, damning yourself for not noticing the cues.

You had told All Might and Aizawa that you didnt belong in the hero course, let alone UA.

Anyone would have jumped in front of that semi truck to save the little girl and her cat.

Anyone would have turned their body just right to take the brunt of the force to keep the girl and cat safe.

It's not like you even did that well, sure they were left with out a scratch but you still wrecked that truck. You weren't *fast* enough to move out of the way, so the front of the truck wrapped around your sturdy frame as if it were an old jacket.

You were lucky the driver wasn't quirkless, that he could harden his skin much like Kirishima.

Bakugou sucks his teeth as he begins to leave you behind.

"W...wait please." You say but trip over the chair in front of you that juts out of the normal neat line.

"Pay attention." He growls and you shrink away, walking slowly behind him.

You add oblivious to the ever growing list.

You watch Bakugou with steady eyes. You had seen him at the sports festival, confident, cocky and passionate to a fault. He had a deft, sharp gaze, strategic and an extremely powerful quirk that he almost mastered. His only downfall would be his temper but it was hard to enrage him enough to act without thinking in a battle.

You admired all of class 1A. You knew their weaknesses, what they liked and who they liked but it was Bakugou your eyes gravitated to the most.

Though you did not consciously realize it yourself.

You reach the dorms as a cold gust of wind whips through you, biting down harshly on your bones. You made it easy what with your jacket lying on your bed, your grit your teeth but they still chatter.

Bakugou sucks his teeth and you shrink further.

"Where's your jacket?" He asks harshly although he is sure it's in your dorm room since it wasn't on the couch like it normally was. Since winter started it had become a daily ritual for him to grab your coat and yell.

"It uh..." You swallow knowing you cannot lie to him, "Its on my bed I think."

"Moron." He mutters baring his teeth, he opens the door to the dorm for you, "Good thing we are home then."

"Y..yea. Thank you Bakugou-senpai." You rush inside, hand resting on the handle to the stairwell. Anything to get from under his gaze.

"Y/N!" Kirishima pops out of the kitchen with a smile, "Dinner is in five okay?"

"Thank you, Kirishima-san but I am not feeling well." You feel needles prickle your back and swear you hear a soft popping sound.

"Oh okay. Is there anything I can do?" He asks softly, "Like some hot tea?"

"Um no thank you Kirishima-san." You pull open the door but he speaks a final time.

"Please call me Ejirou! Tomorrow is yours and Katsuki's turn to make breakfast. Let me know if you aren't feeling well enough to do it."

Fuck how could you forget. Was there even breakfast food in the house? You'd have to check later. Right now you wanted to be alone.

"I should be fine." You say ripping open the door just before Bakugou shakes his head in displeasure.

You flop on your bed as you think and think hard about your life and how you ended up here.

Saving one kid and her cat didn't make you a hero.

In fact every adjective you could think of today for that assignment proved that you weren't.

You were timid, selfish, sometimes ungrateful, irritable, childish, and reclusive.

Does that describe a hero?

No, no it does not.

You do not bother to change out of your school uniform as sleep begins to weigh heavy on your body, you are apathetic for your future self as you know your bra and your thigh highs will be leaving angirly marks on your sturdy frame.

Still you sleep, longing for it after not being able to catch a wink last night.

A knock comes at your door and you jump to your feet, fists ready before another impatient knock comes your way.

"Oi, Y/N. Open up." His voice is like razor blades across your skin as you've been caught for the thousandth time.

"Just...just a minute senpai." You stammer noting the tsk from the other side of the door. You attempt to straighten your hair as best you can, knowing full well he will fuss at you for sleeping in your uniform as it will wrinkle the skirt to seem shorter. You open the door to a surprise as disapproving eyes rove over your body.

"What did I tell you about napping in your uniform?" He bites, "Its always my week for laundry when you do and ironing the skirts are a bitch."

He pushes past you with tray in hand, a small bowl of soup and steaming tea slosh gently as he places it onto your desk. His eyes linger over your open journal you've left out and fear curdles in your stomach. Your face flushes as you swipe at the notebooks like a cat, knocking them from your desks, praying he did not read yesterday's depressing entry. You give an awkward smile as red eyes watch the tumbling pages.

"I..I don't want soup to get on them. Um thank you." You bow slightly.

"Kirishima made me bring it to you." He puts his hands in the pockets of his black sweatpants as he makes he way to exit, "Be sure to eat it while it's hot baka."

"Yes!" Is your only response as your door slams shut and you groan. Unzipping your skirt and tossing it to the floor before practically ripping the buttons off of your blouse to add it to the pile. You look over the warm soup and wonder how Kirishima knew Zenzai was your favorite.

Your eyes flutter from the taste, you consume it in haste, even drinking the broth striaght from the bowl. You send him a text thanking him for the delicious meal and all you get back is a question mark. You ignore it thinking maybe that was intended for someone else.

Somehow in the middle of doing your homework at your desk and daydreaming in the late hours of the night you had fallen asleep.

The sun filters in gently telling you that it is still early morning and Saturday at that. You let your eyes flutter closed before jolting upright, notebook pages cling to your cheek as you hit your phone to check the time.

No response but a black screen comes from your phone. You dont understand it the charger is clearly plugged into the port, you brought the cord over here for this very reason! You rip the paper from your cheek and follow the white cord just to groan angirly.

Phone did a lot of good to be charged when you SHOVED THE PRONGS INTO THE DRYWALL INSTEAD OF THE FUCKING OUTLET TWO CENTIMETERS AWAY.

Bullish makes it's way onto your mental list adding along side it foolish as your scramble for clothes hoping that it's still early enough to beat Bakugou to the kitchen.

You were supposed to get the ingredients for breakfast but you never even checked last night.

"FUCK!" You scream whisper as all that is clean in a bralette, crop top hoodie and leggings.

Items you would not normally wear when the boys were home thanks to the oogling eyes of Mineta.

You rush down the stairs two at a time as you stumble into the kitchen. Ripping a cabinet door off of its hinges in your haste causing you to stand perfectly still as you collected yourself. There was no bullshitting yourself out of this one by putting it back gently and letting the next person think it was broken.

Not with the screws with brackets attached hanging from the door. You place it behind the trash can and root through more cabinets only for your heart rate to increase.

"The fucking fridge!" You remind yourself as you fling open the door only for dinner meats to be available.

"Fuck." You hiss but there was still time, you had beaten Bakugou, that was enough time to go to the convenience store and pretend you were planning to go the morning of the whole time.

You rush to the door, slipping on your converse, you reach out to the hooks by the door for your hand to come up empty. Your hook is vacant, no jacket in sight when normally your jacket was there in the morning like magic. You damn yourself for having left it upstairs. There was no time to go back upstairs, every second was precious. You fling open the door only to be met with a red cheeked Bakugou, the wind whipping into the house with the threatening smell of snow.

Nothing more threatening than the look Bakugou was serving you.

"I know God damn well you were not stupid enough to think you could go out like that?" Pops ring out even beneath his gloves as he pushes past you with an armful of plastic bags.

Bags filled with ingredients for breakfast.

Your eyes burn with welling tears as the logo for the corner store etches itself into your retinas. Bakugou notices as he kicks off his shoes.

"Oi, you can cook. It will be fucking fine." He says passing the bags to you so he can shed his coat. You nod furiously biting your lip.

"See you wouldn't have lasted long with out a jacket." He tilts your face to his, it is harsh like his tone yet his eyes seem...soft as he speaks again, "The wind is bad enough it has you tearing up from just a few seconds of exposure."

"Ah..." You swipe at your reddening cheeks as he let's your chin drop, "Th..thank you Bakugou-sama."

"Yea yea just start cooking damn it. I'm starving." He hisses as he makes his way into the living room.

Shameful loops itself onto your long list.

You ready the griddle with bacon and mix the ingredients for homemade pancake mix quickly. You crank up the heat when you hear your other classmates stir in the living room.

"Bakugou please my favorite anime is on!" Denki whines loudly enough to be heard before a small explosion erupts. You peek into the living room to watch the exchange.

"I got here first dunce face fuck off and die." He growls, "Plus you only like that show for the big fake tits."

You giggle before a burning smell begins to tickle your nose, frantically you rush back into the kitchen. You've successfully burned half of the ration of bacon. You hide your mistake by sliding the slices of bacon into the trash. Maybe Bakugou wouldn't mind too much to cook the rest of the ingredients. You think you'll do better with the pancakes.

They sat like the internet said for them too. You even added some chocolate chips. You place a few on the hot griddle and flip them when the center begins to bubble. When a perfectly tan pancake winks back at you six times you bounce on the balls of your feet.

You could at least do something right. You place them on a plate and begin to do more adding different things here and there.

Bakugou walks in, a grimace on his face when he spies the cabinet door. Your cheeks burn but he spares you by not mentioning it.

He spies the half a pack of bacon uncooked and the rest discarded in the trash.

"Oi..." He watches your face sour and changed his mind on his comment, "Did you get the butter and syrup out?"

"No not yet." You flip another six perfect pancakes as he rummages through the fridge and the doorless cabinet.

"Pancakes look good." He says as he sets the stuff down, grabbing on and settling by the uncooked bacon, "Since they look so good I'll cook the bacon."

"Th..thank you Senpai."

"Don't fucking mention it." He says before taking a bite of the pancake. You watch and your stomach sours as a shudder goes through him with grimace painted lips.

"Oh no." You murmur and he keeps his eyes shut. He cannot bring himself to tell you it is awful. You grab onto a cake biting into it only to have a soapy after taste, your eyes water from both the unpleasant after taste immediately identifying your mistake as you think back to what went wrong. You put double the amount of flour called for into the batter and only the normal amount of everything else.

Stupid makes it's way right beneath useless on the list.

"It smells so good in here." Kirishima's eyes become delighted when he sees the stacked up cakes of various additions. Your eyes widen as you watch him in slow motion bringing the awful pancake to his lips. Irrationality forces your hand as you slap the pancake from his hand, surprising the three of you in the room. It hits the tile with a light slap before time speeds up again. You grab onto the plate and throw it all away pancakes and all.

"Suddenly I'm not feeling so well again, I think I may be sick and I don't want anyone else to catch it. Sorry for the inconvenience, Kirishima-senpai." You bow slightly before rushing to the stairwell fighting burning tears.

The door shuts with a loud pang and the slap of your footsteps fight with the thoughts in your head. You burst into your dorm room slamming the door and sliding down it.

Fat drops fall from your cheeks as you angrily wipe them away, sobbing harshly as you relive your failure over and over as if on repeat.

Watching Bakugou fight back a comment or possibly a gag as he tasted your food.

Melodramatic is scrawled into your brain.

Time ticks by and you avoid people at all costs, claiming to be ill. Even to go as far as avoiding training all through winter and well into spring.

You left class faster than anyone could stop you, running to the dorms to hole yourself up in your room. You did your share of the chores in the middle of the night or while the group was out and about. You were always invited depsite all of the ignored texts you had. Each person in your class trying their luck on asking you out of your room. All save one ash blonde.

Whenever an impatient knock came at your door you would become completely still, even going as far as holding your breath. As if you were prey who spotted a large predator that may not have noticed you just yet.

Eventually they would leave, setting some sort of item by the door. More often than not it was your favorite meal and a fresh set of clothes.

But today is a little different, today your door is blasted from its hinges with a sharp look staring you down. Deadly hands smoking, threatening to pop some more.

"Cut the bullshit Y/N. What's really going the fuck on?" You stare wide eyed at Bakugou in your crop top and leggings in your desk chair.

"I...I just haven't been feeling up to much." You stammer and he closes the distance. Clearly unsatisfied by your answer. He towers over you as you strain to stare up at him.

"I said cut the bullshit. I hate liars." He snarls and it cuts deep.

"Ahh I'm...I'm..." You struggle to come up with something but whatever you said wouldn't have mattered as the man before you blew up anyway. He leans close, gripping onto the arms of the chair causing you to press against the back of it.

But there was no escape from Bakugou Katsuki.

"You're what? Y/N? You're useless? Burdensome? Troublesome? Bullish? Foolish? Shameful? Pitiful? Melodramatic?" He yells and you shrink as if struck, "Shall I fucking go on?"

Your heart shatters with every beat as you stare up at the blonde through thick lashes. Did he think those things about you too?

"That is what you wrote isn't it in your class notebook? Before you crossed them all out?" He asks with a snarl. You gulp down the lie but it lodges in your throat. struggling to get past the quickly forming lump, choking you.

"I..."

"And then you settled for content? Are you content? Is someone who is content always hidden in their room like a damn hermit?" His eyes flicker to your open notebook and you follow, "Does someone who is content write about how sad they are in their journal every fucking day? Avoid theirs friends? Their family? Your mom called the dorm phone CRYING!"

He headbutts you then and your vision blurs.

"What..."

"Yea Y/N. In hysterics. I told her we just had some tough exams to study for. That you were fine and staying off your phone. I knew you were avoiding us but your mom? What the fuck?" You're stunned into silence and it kills him.

It's been killing him, he's hated to see the crestfallen look make a permanent residence on your face. Hated seeing you sneak away like a slinking cat who hates people.

Hated still that you would not come to one of your friends even if it wasn't him. It's why he left you so many care packages, why he demand to see if the other class mates got a reply from you.

Why he lingered in the classroom waiting to walk you.

He could accept you being distant from him and hell even your friends while you were working shit out but your own family? Especially your mother that he knows worries easily.

"There were other words you could have used to describe yourself. Strong. Resilient. Careful. Kind. Thoughtful. But you lingered on useless. Do you know how people get into the hero course?!"

When you don't answer he goes on.

"They are hand picked after the entrance exams. That's it. One look and they knew. Hardly anyone in the history of UA has been transferred to this class. And what happened to you?" His tone and body language are harsh but when you look into those crimson eyes you see something else.

That damn misguided passion. All his feelings masked beneath anger and aggression.

"I...I was transfered Bakugou-sama. From general studies." You finally speak.

"All might saw something he didn't initially see. You got a second look that most do not get. A hard enough second look for you to transfer into class 1A. So dont piss it away with your negative attitude."

"It's just that..." You don't go on. Cant go on. How can you expect your hot headed crush to ever like you back if you don't even like yourself.

He sighs and the anger leaves his body with the steam leaving his skin.

"I'm worried about you." He admits but cannot look you in the eye. Your cheeks burn and you twist your shirt in your shaking hands.

"Senpai..."

"No more senpai." He bites out tilting your face to his, beginning his tirade, "Its Katsuki from here on out. And you're gonna change how you speak to yourself. Instead of saying useless say I need more practice. More focus on this area of my quirk. And if you need help then ask for help God damn it. That's what the teachers are here for. What your classmates are here for. What I'm fucking here for. You got it?" His tone is stern and yet soft as he speaks.

"Yes, K..Katsuki." You whisper, thick eye lashes letting tears slip past. Heated thumbs swipe them away before he leans ever closer. Lips suddenly pressed to yours as you sit shocked in your desk chair. He breaks the kiss and drinks in your red cheeks with a smirk on his face. He lifts you, sits himself in your pink chair before setting you on his lap. All of the seriousness is back on his face before he speaks in a deadly husky tone.

"Now you're gonna be a good little friend and tell me everything."

[parkerparts]

my name is parkner anon, i have a basketball game tomorrow-- n e ways, i have way too many compliments for you because you're honestly one of the coolest people in the world. when i first got into parkner, you were one of the first people i followed and i certainly don't regret it at all. everything you do and all of the content you make? top tier. it's too good. and speaking of too good, you're such a good person and you deserve the whole world and im so willing to give it to you -🌃

yo trey what’s up! i am literally so soft for you star wow thanks for um making me cry this wonderful saturday afternoon. you’re an absolute sweetheart! je t’adore

[dontshootmespence]

Spoiled Surprise

A/N: An anon request for a JJ x Reader - a third installment to Four is Better Than Two and Sandy Family. In this installment, the kids try and plan an anniversary surprise for their moms but things don't go according to plan.

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“It’s their first anniversary, we have to do something!” Brooke exclaimed. She, her sister and her older strep-brother were trying to come up with something to do for their mothers. Michael was a little too young to care about the planning of it all, but they were pretty sure once they figured something out, he’d get in on the fun. “Have you been saving up your allowance?”

Henry pulled out his wallet and presented her with the 50 dollars he’d been saving since they got married. He and Brooke had overheard their Auntie Garcia talking about a year down the road and ‘them being so happy and throwing an anniversary party for them,’ but he and Brooke wanted to beat their aunt to the punch. “How much do you have?”

Brooke frowned and pulled out her money. They were almost all crumpled up singles and a five or two, but she still had a decent amount. “I have 35.”

“I have 20!” Olivia cried, running out of her room with her money in hand. “How much is that all together?”

Henry placed all the money on his bed and got to counting. “We have $105. What can we do for that amount of money?”

“Can we throw a surprise party?” Brooke asked.

“None of us can drive so how are we supposed to get supplies with Mom and Mommy knowing?” Olivia added. 

Michael was sitting in the corner of the room playing a game. None of the other three children thought he was listening but all of a sudden, he piped up. “Uncle Spencer.”

“What about him Michael?”

“He can take us to the store.”

He had a point. Out of all their aunts and uncles, Spencer would probably be the best one to tell about the party. He could keep a secret. “That sounds like a good idea,” Olivia laughed. “Auntie Penelope can’t keep a secret.”

“But we have to invite people to the party,” Brooke said, panic staining her voice. “How are we supposed to do that and make it a surprise?”

Henry sat down on his bed and pondered the question for a moment before answering. “Well, Uncle Spencer can tell everyone at work and make sure that he swears Aunt Penelope to secrecy and then I can send an email to the rest of the people we want to invite like Dad and Grandma and Grandpa.”

“Okay that sounds good. Operation Anniversary has started!” Olivia screamed.

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After texting his Uncle Spencer to ask him for help, the four of them went shopping with him on a day when he was babysitting. “What do you want to get for them?” Spencer asked, smiling at how grown his nephews and nieces were getting. 

“We pooled all our money together and we have $105, so we wanted to get some balloons, and stuff to make a german chocolate cake because both of them love that cake, and then we wanted to get pizza for everybody, but that may go a bit over $105 so we don’t know what to do,” Henry said sheepishly. Even with all their saving, food was expensive.

Spencer smiled proudly and ruffled Henry’s hair. “Don’t worry about that. Whatever extra money you need for pizza I’ll give you.”

“Okay good,” Brooke said, letting go of the breathe she’d been holding. She wanted everything to be perfect but stuff was expensive. 

Michael stood up from his place in the shopping cart that he was pretending was a race car and held out his own little wallet. Even at six, JJ and Y/N had made it a point to give him an allowance in exchange for chores done. “I have this much money. I think it’s $20. Can we get Mom and Mommy flowers too?”

Spencer double-checked his younger nephew’s math and smiled. “We have enough money for flowers, but since the party is a couple weeks away, we have to wait to get them until then, okay? You can all decide what flowers you want and I’ll pick them up.”

“Thank you, Uncle Spencer,” Olivia said, hugging her incredibly tall Uncle’s leg. 

“No problem, love.”

Numerous stores, fifteen dollars in balloons, and about 20 dollars in ingredients for chocolate cake, they returned home, hiding everything either under Henry’s bed or in the back of the refrigerator where they hoped neither of their mothers would notice. The pizza for such a large group would drain the rest of their money, or nearly all of it, but they were also going to need helium to blow up the balloons, so Spencer made a note to himself to return to the party store and grab a mini-tank with his own money. It was probably going to run about $45, but he wasn’t about to take that from the kids’ budget.

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“Brooke! Olivia! Come look at this!” 

Holding out his phone, he watched with bated breath as his sisters looked over the email he was about to send about the party. 

Hi everyone! 

Since it’s Mom and Mommy’s first anniversary, we wanted to throw a party. It’s going to be next Saturday, but it’s a surprise so don’t tell them! I mean you Aunt Penelope! (I’m sorry. I love you. It’s Henry writing the email by the way). The party is going to start at noon and I’m not sure how long it’ll last. Maybe a couple hours? I don’t know. Anyway, don’t tell anyone and send me an email if you can come. Thanks!

Love, 

Henry, Brooke, Olivia and Michael

“That looks good to me,” Olivia said. “Can I press send? I feel like we’re on an undercover mission.” She giggled as Henry handed her the phone. Once the email was sent. They were good to go.

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As JJ laughed at the corny ass joke her wife was saying on the other end of the phone, she felt her phone buzz. “Hold on, babe. Just got an email.” 

Quickly, she glanced over the email and nearly started crying. The kids didn’t mean to send this to her. They must’ve put her email in by mistake.

“What is it?” Y/N asked.

JJ deleted the email and put the phone back against her ear. “This kids sent me an email by accident. Honey, they’re throwing us a surprise party for our anniversary.”

“Oh my god,” Y/N cooed. “We have the best kids. Okay, we have to pretend we don’t know.”

“Definitely.”

“Who’s helping them with this?” Y/N wondered.

JJ couldn’t help but laugh as the email showed up in her head. “Well not Garcia, because Henry told her specifically to not tell us.”

“That’s amazing. They do know their Auntie.”

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Both Henry and Brooke had been cleared by their moms to stay home alone if it was just for a little while, under an hour or two, so their Uncle Spencer took Olivia and Michael to go grab flowers. They’d all decided on lilies. The balloons were already blown up and Uncle Spencer had already placed the order for pizza. 

Now, the two eldest were trying their hardest to make a chocolate cake. There was flour everywhere and they were eating more chocolate chips than they were using, but the batter did look good. “So we have to wait for Uncle Spencer to help us with the oven,” Brooke said, glancing down at her clothes which were covered in flour. “Maybe we should get changed and clean up a little before hand?”

“That sounds good.”

Two hours later, the cake was out of the oven and cooling off, waiting for frosting. Uncle Spencer had returned with the two youngest and everyone was starting to arrive. JJ and Y/N waited down the block until a little bit after noon so they could be sure they weren’t ruining he surprise. “Ready?”

“Yea,” JJ said, pulling away from the curb. “Let’s go hug our babies.”

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“They’re coming up the stairs!” Henry whispered. “Everyone get ready!”

When the door opened, the entire group screamed out. “Surprise! Happy Anniversary!”

Y/N did her best to act surprised and JJ just started to cry, a little overwhelmed at the generosity of their kids. “Thank you everyone!”

“We have pizza and we made cake!” Olivia said as she ran toward them.

“This was all your planning?” Y/N asked the kids.

Her daughters and Michael all vigorously nodded their heads, but Henry went up to JJ and gave her a hug. “Did Aunt Penelope tell you?”

“You think I knew?” JJ asked.

“I can see it on your face,” he said disappointedly. “Did she tell you?”

“No,” JJ said, kissing Henry’s cheek. “You put my email into the email you sent.”

Henry banged his head against his mom’s shoulder. “Dammit.”

“Language!” She whispered, trying to stifle the laugh.

“Sorry,” he said, his head snapping up. “Sorry. I didn’t meant that...we made cake. You want cake?”

“Are you trying to bribe your mother to forget about your potty mouth?” She asked.

“Maybe...but also...cake.”

He ran toward the kitchen and pointed to the chocolate frosted cake on the counter. It was a good thing they were cute.

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[shesellsseachels]

It'll be alright little darlin 💕

This is real sweet, but nothings wrong even though my blog looks like i have constant anxiety 😅💖

I mean its a regular thing but currently in this present moment im having a wonderful Saturday hahaha, thanks tho lil anon bb 🥰

[inkykeiji]

I made a playlist based on ur au’s bc I love them as much as you thank you <3

anon!!!!!!! oh my gosh did you actually!? that’s one of the sweetest things anyone has ever told me oh my goodness 🥺🥺🥺 i’m so soft waaah please please if you feel comfortable share them with me!! i’d love to hear them!! <333 i love u sm this is so precious 🥺🥺

[lovelyyyoongi]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY! I HAVE BEEN SO BUSY BUT I WANTED TO WISH YOU AND LASO SAY THAT I KEEP ON LIVING YOUR UPDATES!! I HOPE YOU HAVE A GREAT DAY TODAY AND LOVE EVERYTHING YOU DO TODAY! YOU ARE AN AMAZING PERSON AND I HOPE AS YOU GROW ONLY GOOD COMES YOU WAY! And how is this anon over without a question😂 Q.What have you planned for your bday? P.S. Btw I feel that I am the only ‘00 liner here😂😂 god 8 years younger to jin🤭😂 HAPPY BIRTHDAY ONCE AGAIN! HAVE A WONDERFUL DAY AND YEAR! ❤️❤️❤️ -Riri❤️

THANK YOU SO MUCH!! I HAD A GREAT DAY TODAY AND ALL OF YOU MADE IT A MILLION TIMES BETTER ALDSJSD:))))) 

Hm, welllll I’m having a part (I know, fancyyyy hahahah) on Saturday so I didn’t get any gist today oops;;;BUT I DID GET CARDS AND HUGS AND WISHES AND A CUPCAKE AND MAN IT WAS NICE:)))))

THANK YOU BB! 

[inkykeiji]

clariiiiiiii oh my god that tomura piece was sooo oooof amazing. this is how I always pictured tomura, im speechless and in love. fuck fuck fuck 🍓

strawberry babie!!!! aw luv i’m so so so glad to hear you thought so!!! thank you for sending me your sweet thoughts <333 i appreciate it a lot!! and big apologies that my answer to your brilliant bmb ask still isn’t finished!! i promise you i will finish it tho!! continue to keep an eye on my pinned hehe i will maintain updating the word count as it climbs! <3

[inkykeiji]

A while ago I was reading this The Dark Knight fanfiction about the Joker kidnapping Lois Lane (it was really good!) and he had this nickname for her, "Queen of Tarts/Sweet Tart". I can't help but feel the second one could something one of your versions of Dabi might say too. Also, you know what's an underrated nickname? "Sweetness". I never see it anywhere and it's so cute! I'd die if Dabi used that one. <3 <3

ooooh!!!! i really like sweet tart, i think that’s super cute n i could definitely see one of my versions of dabi using it as a nickname (perhaps condescendingly so??? :o hehe) almost in a sickly sweet voice, yeah <3 could definitely see 1950s!dabi using it!!! aaah sweetness makes me 😣 because this gross sketchy middle-aged man calls me that and it makes me want to peel off my skin ._. if i didn’t otherwise have that association with it i’d probably think it was cute too!!

[inkykeiji]

aaahhh definitely watch jjk!! i just got caught up on all the episodes today and it’s super good!! :3 i was super skeptical at first as well but it’s genuinely very entertaining

i’ve watched up until episode 6 and it was just :/// like it just didn’t really catch my interest and i was surprised??? because it seems like something i’d be into??? so i’m wondering if it gets like,,,, better?? or maybe it just isn’t for me idk!!!

[inkykeiji]

thank u clari for your reply!!!! u always manage to brighten up my day sm luvli,, i’m so thankful! also about your book, i was wondering if you were gonna change the characters from bnha to original ones? i cant wait till it comes out, your writing is to die for!! i don’t care if the world ends, imma do anything to get my hands on that book so don’t hold back promoting it when your done yeah? i hope you have an amazing week too sweetie and that you have mind blowing dreams of daddy dabi every night as i do <3333333

- 🧸

aw teddy ehehe i’m so glad to hear it <333

ah yes!! i will of course have to change a few things, their names and the way tomura looks for sure, but their core characteristics and the story itself will be staying the same. so yeah ehehe they’ll be changed into my own original characters with their own backstories, but their core traits (ie jealousy, possessiveness, stubbornness, dabi being a sad emo man who doesn’t know how to properly deal with his feelings, etc) will stay esp since they’re important to the plot itself (with my work being primarily focused on character + relationship studies) <3 i hope that makes sense!!

please you are absolutely so precious, i love and appreciate you so very much 🥺🥺 don’t worry lil teddy, i promise promise promise i’ll keep you all updated on the process <333 aw hehehe gosh you’re so lovely!!!! thank you thank you thank you <3

[inkykeiji]

I just wanna say I'm soooo greatful for your brilliant beautiful brain. The best gift you could ever give us, the continuation of your wonderful Touya-nii series💕 I have so many new questions and scenarios running through my head about what's happened in day one so far but I'm refraining from asking because I'm hoping they'll be answered in time and I'm so excited! I've said this time and time again but it's true, you're Touya-nii series lives in my head and heart rent free 24/7✨❤

Don't forget to stay hydrated, drink your water, eat your veggies, and stay healthy queen👑

-🦁

oh lion anon!!! hello!! i’m so happy to see you eheheh i thought you might’ve left!! <33 i hope you’re doing well on this fine saturday 🥰

aw bb thank you so, so much <333 that’s such a fantastic compliment ehehehe i really really hope you all like the series and i’m so incredibly happy to hear that you liked day one!!!!! aaaah oooh i’m actually veyy to curious to hear your questions tbh 👀👀

i’ll give you this: the point of this series is to be like, an emotional character study with my touya. it’ll be the fluffiest thing i’ve ever written with him (because christmas ofc!!) with a hefty dose of angst ehehe <33

thank you my lil lion i am eating breakfast right now 🥰 i hope the same for you!!!! be kind to yourself and get lots of rest please <3 sending u love!!!