#how are they gonna do allat and not have at LEAST something

[iasip-enthusiast-2]

I am still fully convinced macdennis will go cannon partly because of delusion partly because AARRREEEGGGGGGHHHHHH

[setablaze11]

I feel like jj is a sex GOD like.. he’s so experienced w it he could make u have the best orgasm of ur life in seconds and when you say “oh my god” in bed or something he’ll be like “nope, jus’ me princess.” 🤭

may I be 🍪 anon? by the way I love you and your writing it’s incredible. 🥹🫶

Thank you so much for the compliments i’m full on giggling 🥺<3

But you’re SO right!! He’s so cocky about it too, like, sir? How you learn to do allat? I’ve had this vision for a while so just hear me out on this <3

When you’ve spoken to your friends about sex before all of them just seemed to confirm what you had already experienced, guys never cared about girls having a good time in bed.

That is until you have sex with JJ for the first time, already having a mental picture of what it’s gonna look like from previous experience, even before you start making out with him.

He’s on top of you, smearing messy, wet kisses against your pulse point as you let out small sighs, hands threading though the blond hair on the nape of his neck when he just blurts out, out of nowhere “can i go down on you?” and you’re like WHAT? Eyes bulging out of your head and whole body going stiff below him as he pulls his head out of your neck, lips kiss swollen and pink, eyes in a daze.

“You actually want to?” you mumble, tongue poking the inside of your cheek and cheeks tinting red when he grins.

“Do i want to?” he scoffs, leaning forward to press a nasty, wet kiss against your lips, pulling back with a smug smirk.

AND he makes a point of making you finish at least three times just from him eating you out, just to prove a point.

I feel like we all know in out hearts by now that JJ’s the muchiest munch of them all. Am i right or am i right?

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[dirtbagcore]

HELLO im thinking about your saiki k / spyxfamily au...... im so fascinated by this family dynamic. does kuriko still have all her powers, or just telepathy? in your comic it looks like she still does the telepathic communication which i LOVE. pairs well with anyas constant yapping...... also, if kuriko does have all her powers, how powerful is she? id imagine she'd be about at the level of 16-year-old saiki with limiters, since in the time travel episode he was a bit older and a bit stronger (but he also didnt have glasses so i guess he didnt have the power to turn people to stone yet? i wonder if there are other powers he unlocks later. its probably in the manga but im only halfway through 😭). man, just imagine the shenanigans those kids would get up to..... even just putting kuriko in anyas place would be hilarious, but then also throwing anya AND kuusuke into the mix???? these kids are gonna accidentally destroy the world lmfao

but im also fascinated by the dynamic of. anya and kuriko being siblings and knowing about each others powers, but no one else knows about them (except probably kuusuke?). cause like. kusuo originally can use his powers at home, so now he can use them less freely, but anya originally had NO ONE who knew about them and now she has 2 siblings who do, so she can use them more freely. which would probably result in an even more reserved kuriko and an even more outgoing anya. plus kuusukes inferiority complex would be doubled..... loid has no idea what he just got himself into lmao. just absolutely insane family dynamics all around im obsessed

ANYWAY sorry for yapping in your inbox but i would love to hear any other thoughts you have about this au..... if you wanna share.....

^((TLDR; [in my S×F / Saiki K crossover AU where kuriko & anya are twins] what are kurikos powers? what's the new family dynamic?))

HIII! ( ≧∀≦)ノ THANKS 4 THE ASK!!! v happy to answer, i was thinking kuriko would:

1. still have all her powers, and

2. they would be weaker than in canon since she got her limiters early⬇️

this obv includes the fact that she can remember all her time as an infant, so thinking of that (considering the vague experiments anya went thru in canon) i deffo think ur right about her being even more reserved ( ´,_ゝ`) </3 tho tbf anya being kuriko's voice and seeming (from an outside perspective) to always just KNOW what she wants, no matter how specific, sounds really freaking cute ( T∀T)

i imagine her other powers coming up in little scenes (+ prob main plot stuff but im not writing allat for a thought experiment lol)⬇️⬇️

overall, i think the family dynamic would be like this⬇️⬇️⬇️

kusuke wouldnt be threatened by anya cause all she can do is read minds, shes no genius on top of that. his relationship with kuriko tho, i feel like would be similar to how it was in canon, except that since kuriko is more fragile here, id imagine that she'd be less willing to indulge kusuke's games- leading him to harbour more genuine resentment, in turn leading her to kinda fear him. it'd make their dynamic more angsty than the og, but tbh i feel that that lends well to the new setting/kusukes new role.

i dont think kuriko would mind loid or yor, but since she can remember their bio parents (kuniharu & kurumi) better than anya, i dont think she'd be able to accept them as her parents right away, especially yor.

the only other thing i wanted to mention was:

how did kusuke get into eden without parents, you ask? (you didnt but--) YOU ASK?? well obvi its cause he's a super genius and probably achieved something so crazy that the schoolboard REALLY wanted him as an alum, so he completely skipped over the regular admission process. he would live in the dorms and probably avoided talking abt his parents entirely (cause who would share their personal trauma with ants??), leaving a very convenient spot for loid to slip into lol

anyway! thats basically it!! thanks again for the ask, hope at least some ppl appreciate our wall of text!! (me n you are like this 🤞 btw. YAPPING 🔛🔝🔥) ☆(゜∇^d)!!

[pumpkinsy0]

Pakistani Steve hcs 🇵🇰😚

OoOoOo never rlly hear about this one before but ill bite!!! as always pls do correct me if i say somethin wrong!!

•he loves seekh kebab, he like rarely has it tho, his dad doesnt cook it allat much, or at all rlly

•id say johnny and steve have a lil bit to bond over, and one of them is being south asian!! ppl usually gloss over that fact and kinda downplays how much that rlly connects them

•theres not a lot he remembers about his mom, but he does remember the henna she would have on her hands sometimes

•yknow what, y not, lets say he was born and raised in Islamabad but moved to the us

•considering he used to live in pakistan if im not wrong, usually ppl eat w their hands??? id say soda does it w him sometimes to test it out and that means a lot to steve, especially bc soda is like, seen as thee american pretty boy, steve feels like maybe he wont b seen as an outcast completely??? i hope u get what im saying here</33

•look, he DID know urdu, but theres rlly no other pakistani ppl around where he lives so hes kinda forgetting it??? he cant speak it that fluently anymore, hes gonna hesitate a bit, but he can understand u, hes just rusty

•politeness and hospitality r pretty important in pakistani culture as far as ik, so i can def see lil steve trying to b on his best behavior w the curtis parents and as he got more and more comfortable w em, thats when he started to let loose

•religion wise, i dont see him being religious, i dont rlly see any version of steve being religious honestly, but maybe he does do somethings from Islam tho

•let him wear his shalwar kameez, ik he got ts on, wore that thing like one time in front of the gang and didnt do it again, not bc the gang was mean, he just, idk didnt wanna wear it again in front of em at least

•his favorite memories from pakistan prolly came from the Basant festivals he rarely went to, he loved the kites he would see and he would join in sometimes, his kites werent the best but it was fun for him

[peakypeakiiii]

Can you write how Canon Mari (Real World) would interact with Omari AU Mari (any interpretation) please?

ᵃ/ⁿ﹔ ⁱ'ᵐ ᵃ ᵈᵘᵐᵈᵘᵐ ᵃⁿᵈ ⁱ ˢᵗⁱˡˡ ʳᵉᶠᵘˢᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵏ ᵒᶠ ᵃⁿʸ ᵗⁱᵗˡᵉˢ. ⁱ'ᵐ ⁿᵒᵗ ˡⁱᵏᵉ ˢᵘᵖᵉʳ ⁱⁿᵛᵉˢᵗᵉᵈ ⁱⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ʷʰᵒˡᵉ ᵒᵐᵃʳⁱ ᵃᵘ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵇᵃʳᵉˡʸ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ˢʰⁱᵗ ˢᵒʳʳⁱ.. ﹕ˢᵒᵇ :

PAIRING; MARI (RW) + OMARI AU MARI (also RW cauz y not ;3)

Genre; idk man....mostly fluff or just something wholesome !11!!!1

MARI (RW) + OMARI AU MARI(RW)!!!

i don't know much about the whole Omari Au thing so i'm jst gonna believe it's just MARI in SUNNY'S place....

MARI would probably think it's just SUNNY pretending to be her for a moment or something...

the moment she realizes that THAT'S LITERALLY HER i feel like she'd be like ''huh???? wym?????''

would def braid her hair 100%

Since (or at least i think so...) OMARI AU MARI(im just gonna call her OMARI for this cauz... ya.) is just MARI in SUNNY'S place she wouldn't speak much,,,,,

MARI would 100% basically treat OMARI like she's SUNNY

''do you want something to eat??'' "can i get you something to drink???" ''do you need help??'' an allat yadda yadda

silly thought; MARI taking OMARI to have picnics.

i feel like MARI would ask OMARI to play something on the piano or smth,,,(IF SHE CAN IDK)

if she can't then the violin.

dude MARI would def tease OMARI...

would AND WILL talk and talk and talk with OMARI 100%

if OMARI doesn't even eat properly dude oh god

MARI WILL FEED OMARI LIKE A BABY

idk why their dynamic just gives off like

this like...

'i will protect you but i'm also gonna tease you and baby you' typa shizz..

dunno why.

MARI would most likely TRY. (keyword try) to make OMARI open up more

or just talk more or smth

overall 9.5/10 dynamic and interactions

i want MARI to braid MY hair liak......

man i suck at this but who carezzzz ( i do )

daily reminder to take care of urself pook drink water EAT get rest and allat yadda yadda

ily

[lostcrossing]

SO.

This is @spoofaloofa's sideblog for their newest and probably most niche project in the world: recreating the entirety of the Island from Lost in Animal Crossing!!

This project was made on nothing but spontaneous whim. Enjoy!

Tag rundown:

#The Island.jpg = Includes screenshots from The Island

#The Island.gif = Includes gifs from The Island

#The Island.mp4 = Includes videos from The Island

#The Island.txt = Textpost

THE PLAN

gets regularly updated

more under the cut (Warning: batshit insane rambling. this is in no way organised.)

Okay lets do this shit

*cue The Eyeland*

PART 1 - The Bare, Bare Bones

23/6/2024

Okay so I have a very general idea of what kind of stuff I’m going for so far.

The entrance is going to be the bamboo forest that we see Jack waking up in during the Pilot episode. Ofc imma put the tennis shoes there too 🗣️‼️‼️

The path’ll kinda curve to either the left or right side of the beach (maybe both?) and then BAM. BEACH.

I honestly don’t know what I’m gonna use for the fuselage. I might find something later tho lol

And there’ll be like, tent items and allat there’ll be an actual tent that has a bunch of medical supplies and magazines and stuff in it when you go inside of it. Cause guess what?? THAT TENT IS GONNA BE SAWYER’SSSS RAHH and another actual tent thats SAYID’S TENT THING THAT HE SET UP FOR SHANNON cause he was SO like… he was so… omg theres no word to describe how MMMPH that was it was just so AUGH

And just before the fuselage the bamboo will shift into normal trees and there’ll be a couple nooks and crannies you can sift upwards through to get to the pascal flats that lead to… THE BARRACKS!! I’ll add the pylons too ofc (which will not be very good for my character since he’s supposed to be Mikhail 😭)

and oh boy. oh boy oh boy the BARRACKS are where its at omg. This is where all the villager houses are going to be!! And do not even get me started on the AMOUNT OF ITEMS THAT PERFECTLY FIT THE BARRACKS. IS ABSOLUTELY INSANE. ITS SO CRAZYYYYYAHHHHHH

there’ll be 2 exits to The Barracks: One thats like a dedicated path to the Submarine Dock (which leads to the actual dock in game!) and a hedge thing off to the left of the barracks with a semi hidden gap in it, similar to the bushes that Sayid, Locke, Danielle and Kate peeked through whilst trying to “rescue” Jack from the others. This will lead to the Pneumatic tube dump, and reenter the Pascal flats.

24/6/2024

Okay last night I went feral and kind of made a scrappy plan in the whatsapp draw thing whilst trying to explain what I mean to one of my friends

I’ll put this into the Happy Island Designer sometime later 💀

30/6/2024

sorry guys i blacked out and woke up with 35 nook miles tickets. I am going villager hunting

LIST SO FAR

- Klaus (Polar bear vibes. Would go for Tutu but I feel like she’s too happy to be on The Island 😭😭)

- Boris (He’s a boar. what more can I say)

- Roscoe (As Kate’s horse. Also cause Roscoe is one of my all time faves lol)

- Goldie (Vincent!!!)

- Punchy (Nadia, cat version. He’s the closest I can get to her tbh 😭 I would have chosen Lolly but her expression is too cute to fit Nadia)

- Ruby (As Chester! At least I think that’s what Ben’s rabbit is called? not too sure.)

- Peck (He kinda looks like a Eurasian tree sparrow and since those are like literally everywhere it could technically be an island animal. idk I got him in the 3 plots part of the storyline and I just want to keep him 😭)

[real-chinq-tmblr]

I know that what he did was wrong....but I can't help but see a child rather than some "scary unhinged monster" he is usually painted to be. Or a joke. A meme. Didn't win the race and allat.

When I first heard his music and then saw that he immediately went to jail, I felt strange. I could hear the talent in his delivery and had he been given the right guidance and resources, he would've gone on to create something great.

But you know, I wonder if he would've wanted to do that, even if he was free. I sometimes notice that people who have lived that life have no interest in arts, just what is infront of them, what is reality to them. Does it make money? Does it prevent them from being in danger? That type of stuff.

Because it seems like the arts is like....a fairy tale to them? Kinda like how poverty is a fairy tale to upper middle class/upper class people?

I know that the victims of his actions suffered real pain. I don't deny that at all and I don't mean to trivialise it. Sure, he should pay for his crimes. But I genuinely feel like...he's not the problem, he's a symptom of it. I mean, he's 15. The thing is, he should've never been holding a gun or living that sort of lifestyle in the first place. So how did he end up in that position?

And it's so messed up that we glamourise this type of stuff. We like it. We encourage it. We want to see young children holding guns, following the footsteps of their older counterparts, "carrying the mantle". What mantle? Violence? Ignorance? Like I'm sorry but that's what it really is. It's like people joining the military for legacy reasons. Except it's on the streets, it's "colored", it's "poor", and therefore it's illegal.

My grandpa and my dad was like that. Not that they lived that lifestyle but they were surrounded by people that did, and whether they realise it or not they internalised similar values and passed them down. I had to do a lot of inner work to undo it and I still haven't managed to undo everything. I can't imagine myself having a child because I'm scared I'll pass something down to them myself. Because I'm not gonna lie, I can't disagree when I say that violence and ignorance has a lot of appeal. I mean, a lot. And in some circumstances it's scary to be otherwise, to not be aggressive, to not be angry. Because it could mean you're vulnerable, and vulnerability is incredibly scary depending on the context. (Because there are environments that encourages and actively requires some form of "vulnerability", or at the very least a feigning of it, or else you're a "threat" and a "delinquent".)

But at the end of the day, at least what I personally realised was that, we just all want to be seen and treated as human. That's all. Violence is just a means to it. Just like feigning vulnerability or politeness.

And it's funny cause what happened to Tay-K in the end as he strived to uphold those things (that at this point, could be considered "tradition", because I define "tradition" as "peer pressure from your ancestors/predecessors")? Incarcerated for 55 years and won't be eligible for parole until 2047, especially since his "friends" took a plea deal and threw him under the bus while he kept his mouth shut, and he also became a bit of a joke/meme. Or sometimes people just think it's a cool thing to say "free Tay-K!" but really, it's just a trendy motto moreso than anything said with sincerety.

It reminds me of a quote from Sanyika "Monster" Shakur, who said in an interview how people that "shine the brightest" end up incarcerated forever or dead so "what you really want is a nice little glow".

And think about the song he blew up from. "The Race"? He made that song/video while actively trying to dodge arrest and then the video went up on the day he was captured. It blew up because of the hashtag #FREETAYK and debuted at #70 on the Billboards. Then a whole bunch of other musicians, with nothing to do with his lifestyle or his experiences, remixed his song and capitalized off of his hype. The hype from his arrest and "authenticity" of the "gang lifestyle" behind the song or whatever the fuck. Like....is it just me? Do none of ya'll think there's something sick about this?

(But that seems to be a running theme for musicians/cultural icons anyways, especially the ones that had any sort of message. Like Bob Marley or Tupac, they're just icons to put on shirts or whatever with quotes, to sell merchandise and to "act cool" with.)

I tried to choose photos where Tay-K wasn't holding a gun or trying to uphold some image. Because I think he's human and that's how he should be seen. (I know he's doing "American Sign Language" with his hands but lets be honest, who wasn't this ignorant as a child? I have a few photos looking this stupid myself. I know, I'm such an adorable farty potato fairy today but I had my moments.)

I don't know. The older I get, the more minstrelsy and anti-human the whole "culture" feels. Well, not necessarily the "culture", but rather the people perpetuating whatever ideas they have of it whether it is that they "sell" or "buy" the "product".

Here's a few joints from Tay-K that I like:

[stuffedsand]

Haruka - 1, 2, 5, and 9

Fuuta - 4 and 19

Mahiru - 3, 11, 12, 13, and 14

Woah that's a lot!! Ty for the ask :p under the cut cuz my answers r gonna be long tm

Haruka 1,2,5,9

1. Favourite song lyrics?

"if only I could do what anyone else could, the right future unfairly chose the wrong me"

It's the most obvious but I really like it :p

2. Favourite MV moment?

These!!!

They're really pretty and I just really like the collage aesthetic of some of the shots, also the one at the start before the song even starts and the uhhh. Bludgeoning of the dog👍

5. Favourite VD line/moment?

To be fr I barely remember the vds,,, but moment wise I do like when es fucking. Threw him across the room (t1) because what the fuck es+the character thing of how he really just wants any type of attention and is glad that es is even listening to him in the first place,,,,like boy no,,,,,

9. Do you forgive their crime on its own?

..........aughgh. ok I don't. Particularly forgive it. Sibling of his or not the girl hasn't been shown to have done anything wrong? Also murder is bad 👎 so by virtue of a direct murder I probably wouldn't forgive him. I will forgive him t3 but like...not his murder itself yk

Fuuta

4. Favourite minigram moment?

The one where they make fun of his height lmaooo hold on I can find it

THESE 2 the height one is funny as hell they didn't have to use 2 other prisoners just kotoko would've been fine but they doubled down on the "haha short" lmaOO

And the kendama one is just silly look at his face

19. What do you think their teenage/childhood years were like?

Honestly I think he's been chronically online for a WHILE. Definitely was part of "the boys" in like. What middle school? Around 13-16. He was definitely one of them and god would he have been insufferable. So relatively normal. At least by today's standards. Apparantly the "boys are absolutely fucking insufferable save like 2 people" thing is almost exclusive to my cohort so. Maybe not as normal. He reminds me of them tho./neg

Mahiru

3. Favourite non-MV official illustration?

Ainandesuyo album illust!!!! It's so pretty

Honorary mention to the 2nd anni illustration cuz I have the acrylic standee of it :p

Piss ass quality photo of said standee (I'm not at home rn so I can't take a better one lmao)

11. Favourite parts of the story n narrative surrounding them?

One that surprised me that I was interested in was how she views love. I'm aroace so I usually am. Really disinterested with themes and topics of romantic love especially (hence why I thought she was kinda boring when I first got into milgram) but honestly I love seeing how her perception of love is and how it's warped and yet she clings onto it so tightly that she says she'll die if she can't love the way she does (iirc. Haven't watched vds in forever but I swear she said something along those lines)

Within Milgram story wise I do think it's interesting how her injuries affect not just her but those around her, and I think it's interesting how they have it affect different characters differently, even to the point of being a big factor in another character's changes between trials. I like when characters affect other characters

12. What do you wish would be discussed more about them in the fandom?

I'm gonna be real I barely discuss mahiru myself 💥 cuz I tend to hyperfocus on the characters i was originally the most interested in. HOWEVER idothink she should be discussed more in general. She's a very interesting character and I want to know others people's thoughts on her and her murder and allat. Yippeee

13. Any idea on how their MV would've been like with a different verdict in t1?

OUGH ok hm. I think it would've stuck more closely to ainandesuyo's vibe. Esp since her ideals on how love is wouldn'tve been rejected. Think the rose tinted glasses parts of daisuki. Yeag mostly that. Maybe a few more cracks on the surface than ainandesuyo tho.

14. Any appearance headcanons?

Idk I like to think she's a lil chubby. I follow milgrams designs almost to a T but I do also think she'd have slightly tanner skin. Maybe cuz she reminds me of a friend lmaooo

[aalien-s]

hi sorry I had a wild idea about mutant mayhem: what if jennika venus and karai are all in universe as turtles BUT they're bad guys from the beginning

omg that would be awesome.

i dont know how it would work for there to suddenly be more mutants than the ones in the movie unless more mutagen was dropped. i would love to see Venus and Jennika but im gonna need that explanation lol. Cynthia Utrom made it very obvious that TCRI hadnt managed to recreate the mutagen, BUT, maybe they do in the series and mutate Venus and Jennika (and Karai if shes a turtle too) to capture the main crew, although if they already have mutagen idk why theyd still wanna capture them (maybe they accidentally got it right?). The lest difficultthing would be making them teenagers (which im guessing the show would make them), as all theyd have to do is figure out the age of the turtle, compare human years and turtle years, and mutate the turtle that is the age youd want them to be. (Splinter was and older rat so he became an older rat man) But honestly, if this is the situation i think i’d make more sense for TCRI to make them be young adults. Brains fully developed and still flexible. ofc they’d need to the taught how to fight and allat, which could be difficult to find a solution for.

Even if they arent mutant turtles it would be epic if the Shredder had those three as human hitmen. Obviously he wont have Baxter, Bebop or Rocksteady so either hes gonna be a strong af stand alone villain or the creators will need to get creative about his sidekicks. (I’ll be devastated if they just give him normal foot soldiers and nothing else) I know he’s got some connection with TCRI but i kinda doubt they help him in fights (not counting random soldiers and probably weapons)

BACK TO J, V AND K THO-

If the creators managed to find a way to make them all villains, like genuine villains, irredeemable (or just not have them fit in with the main crew at least) it would be amazing and i’d love to watch it. Karai being a turtle too could be very interesting and it would be another major change in the story, but rottmnt and mm have both already done major changes so it wouldnt be out of pocket for something like that to happen.

We havent seen any sign of them at all, from any sort of reclamation or the trailers, but that would make sense even if they actually are in the show, as that would be a huuge reveal.

Its definitely a wild idea, but also definitely not a bad one

[sweaterbob]

the more I think about it the less it makes sense fr

how you gonna cuss me out and then wonder where I'm at if anything to you I'm dead

but then you wanna flip it on me like I don't care you seem to be doing fine partying with friends I'm dealing with real life shit

just confusing really and it's bothersome to think about because after allat I'm alone again but it's just sour I really tried to be cool but it was just cold from the other end and everything was a stale or wishy washy response idk why it's so hard to just come together

I should have answered or at least called back that's something I could have did better or differently

[otgwbgyu]

kay so basically this is what sarah’s mom said onfacebook regarding me and my friends. yep.

like okay subtweeting us on a social media platform where we won’t even know abt it and continuing to shame r parents when it’s obvious UR the one who needs shaming! 😹😹 leave the gossiping in highschool no one gives a SHITTT

one scroll through my account and it is clear that i am NOTTT the problem lady (nor r any of my friends but proof for that will come later!)

my only issue with sarah was not only her inability to take a joke and philosophical/analytical nature but the fact she saw me as competition in academics and style

she constantly demeaned my own abilities to make hers seem better and would make a point to brag abt her study skills and allat to me personally

and it wasn’t only in academics IT WAS THROUGH STYLE. THROUGH STYLE

tell me why this year she decides to pink everything up, put cute stickers on everything, and all of a sudden CLAIM mymelody as her own??? like EXCUSE ME????

ngl take inspo off me im flattered or wtv but jesus christ it was like looking in a mirror sometimes

it’s a shame she couldn’t copy my personality idk if it’d make it any better completely that’s up for others to decide but definitely would’ve made it better in certain areas!!!

like pink is MY thing my melody is MY thing u can develop ur style however u want but don’t go around trying to impersonate me and take shticks away from me that have been mine for YEARS

you’ll never be a young child year old with a pink and purple bedroom obsessed with girly things with a tomboy mom and sister who thinks she’s a tomboy and a dad who is a man struggling to express her girliness bc no one in the family has or wants experience in that

i’m girly i like makeup i like pink i like my melody but i like them in a way you’ll never understand

idc if i’m being petty or gatekeeping or being a bitch i finally find comfort in expressing my style only for u to pick it up and make a cheap copy off of it and try to dethrone me like NOOO BITCH i’m not even gonna offer to share

like thx for taking inspo ill gladly have that happen but when u try to claim it as ur own and put yourself in a position that it makes it look like i either copied YOU or im not as girly as u then that’s when the issues arises

and oh my god she was SO fucking condescending like sooo condescending

she always bragged abt her studious habits and acted like a fucking teachers pet know it all

mrs engle was passive towards u BC SHE DGAFFF. NO ONE DOES. WAKE UP. IM SICK OF HOES LIKE U IM SO DONEEE

am i obsessively stupids? hell yeah. but for the same reasons as sarah? hell NO

it’s obvious she behaves that way to give herself a sense of superiority and through that she gains confidence and motivation in striving to do better than everyone else instead of wanting to succeed for her own good

she speaks with a fancy and advanced vocabulary to sound smart and intimating especially in discussions (particularly ones that started out as light-hearted that she turned srs)

i get studious and form strict study habits because i have extreme anxiety over my future and crave academic validation from adults and people who will be defending my future and even myself. i strive to succeed for myself since i want to get through life smoothly and have a way to support myself while also pursuing something i love (meteorology!!)

i speak in an advanced vocabulary bc that’s how i’ve always been. i have a mom who went to college and works in a field that requires her to be word-savvy and that reflects into her daily life therefore impacting me since i grew up attached to her hip basically. i talk like this bc of the way i was raised and out of habit, not to make others feel dumb or intimidated. and at least im actually self aware and still try to tone it down to not appear that way

she was rlly so convinced she was morally superior than everyone but no ur the opposite

and her constant talk abt calories and nutrition always irked me and made me feel sooo uncomfortable and i think why is very obvious by ONE small peek at this account ☺️☺️ like i get wanting to pursue.a healthy lifestyle good for u man i’m proud of u and ur weight loss journey but it seemed like it made her feel superior to everyone and she just HAD to voice it. like openly saying “that has too many calories” and counting calories out LOUD to ppl who r eating the same exact food? evil shit. like idc what ur intentions r bc nobody would do that unless they’re trying to seem healthier and make others feel guilty. the evilest shit u can do is make ppl feel insecure abt their body/intake when it’s obvious u needed that ur entire life

and she’d always make me feel bad abt mine? like it’s obvious i’m not the skinniest but im not FAT…. like girl believe it or not im 102 lbs😭 (my weight fluctuates from 100-105 lbs regularly it’s SO strange) idc if i don’t look like it i just have unfortunate fat distribution THAT U WENT OUT OF UR WAY TO MAKE FUN OF DESPITE KNOING I WAS ISNECURE

u pinched my cheeks chin and upper arms KNOWING. KNOWING I WAS ISNECURE ABT THOSE!!! i’ve literally cried over that shit and u still have the audacity to do all that. insecure ass bitch projecting ur own insecurities onto me and making ME feel like shit

ur just mad ur bmi’s in a different TIMELINE than mine even tho im not super skinny

and she even made fun of my workout gear…. 😭 calling it weak ash. girl ik ur lifting 10lb bags of rice 10x before u devour the entire things and call it a day bc those biceps r SHITTT

like this is u but w fat okay pipe down

plus i only work out for health reasons bc MY ENTIRE LOWER BODY IS FUCKED UP!!! i’m gonna have chronic knee hip and ankle pain for the rest of my life unless i keep them strengthened!! and i even have an issue that’s impossible to fix that i’ll have to work around!! so stfu u don’t know shit abt my life. although maybe i dabble in weight loss workout a bit but it doesn’t take a lot and extreme equipment unlike u

and the fact she totally blew us off freshman year?? 😭😭 like girl do NOTTT try u tried it once in middle school bc u refused to believe ur bsf was toxic and victimized him and yourself and painted us as evil toxic villains but when u were all alone DESPITE us still reaching and including u especially when u we’re going thru shit BC WE (at least i did) GENUINELY LIKED U u ran crying back to us bc u had no friends and still needed company 🥰🥰 and ykw i WANT to let u off on this bc i don’t think ppl r required to stay friends with ppl for the rest of their lives but it’s the fact u left with NO communication and tried to COMPLEYELY ignore all of us?!?! like during orientation when u were the only person i knew in r group ofc id try to stick by u but u just blew me off?? and then i saw u talking to katelyn and others later??? like hello?????? and the fact katelyn and i r now closer than you’ve ever been LMAOO sucks to suck fuckass loser AND WE’RE NOT EVEN THAT CLOSE WE JUST FRIENDLY but wahh wahh u realized h can’t make new friends bc ur so unlikeable like clockwork u came running back to the only ppl who put up w ur shit and look where it got u. history alwaysss repeats itself huh. and the fact she randomly inserted herself back. no explanation, no apology, just acted like everything was gucci and cool LIKE???? mf u ignored us for monthsss and all of a sudden ur trying to act like ur part of the team…. make it make sense juseyo

and back to the bungee situation…. not her trying to tell me how to feel abt bungee LMAOOO

THAT MF MADE ME WANT TO KILL MYSELF SLASH SRS SLASH GEN I DO NOOOOT GAF ABT HOW HE WOULD FEEL IF HE HEARD ALK THE SHIT WE SAID BEHIND HIS BACK 😭😭😭

he made me and so many others feel miserable for yearsss he can take a couple of comments and teasing he’ll never hear dw abt him 😭 and when she’d play along w the fat jokes like ouh throwing stones in glass houses i see

it’s just so fucking astounding that she rlly thought she could tell me to consider the feelings of a sick bully who never once had the compassion to feel abt mine even tho we were friends for 2 years. baffling. like y r u defending someone we dropped AGES AGOOO over ME. SOMEONE WHO HAS SHOWED U NOTHING BUT KINDNESS AND RESPECT. SOMEONE WHO IS STILL A GREAT FRIEND WHO TOLERATES UR BULLSHIT.

ugh and not her arrogance. this kinda goes hand in hand w her condescending attitude. but like she used to be so meek and shy and like that made me sad i wanted to see her express herself i wanted to see her be more comfortable but it seems like she did gain some confidence but took it too far. u give them an inch they’ll go a mile ig

i even wrote a poem for my summer reading abt her LMAOOO i compared her to icarus bc she rlly did fly too close to the sun w all that huh 😓😓

and the fact she was actively pushing me away and honestly did not gaf abt me for the last couple of months we were friends lmao

she came running to me to find peace as if r dm’s weren’t a barren wasteland bc she didn’t bother to respond to my texts or continue conversations yet would jump to respond to ANY notification from the gc as long as it wasn’t me (and weirdly rissa. idk why sarah didn’t like her either ill have to think abt that. maybe she saw her as a threat somehow bc rissa is basically the one who woke everybody up😭)

but yeah i made an entry/post abt a specific event where i responded to something and she was soo unenthusiastic but when i think ava responded she was sooo excited and joyous and full of glee and whimsy i just had to laugh bc at least don’t make it look obvious lmfaoo

and the fact she brushed off the anniversary art 🫠 like ok not only is it art that takes a LONG time to do and was quite literally a GIFT for u but i created that thing while actively hating ur guts u should be grateful it’s at least decent bc i could’ve just straight up have not done it 😊 and i was close to! if only i knew ur ungrateful ass wouldn’t be phase one single bit. bc of that every piece of poetry you’ve written is trash and mediocre at best and u should give that dream up and live ur life working in a cubicle from 9-5 calling random ppl to sell a product while barely making enough to support yourself

it’s like she knew i still liked her bc i was the only one who actively reached out to her when she tried to separate herself both times and was there for me when she was in the psych ward and stuff but once she realized she successfully got back in she didn’t need to use me as a link and could live on her own. she’s like a nasty parasite who took advantage of my kindness and pity and when she didn’t need it anymore she pushed me away to get closer to others who were more “cool” and ppl she knew she wasn’t that close with

basically: she hated my guts and saw me as competition for whatever reason, and i hated her as well! making it mutual! this friendship was destined to fail the minute her ego skyrocketed and idk if it’s salvageable at all. everytime i see her i still get so angry and feel all the emotions i did any time she made a snarky remark or tried to pull some of her typical shit

in conclusion FUCK SARAH!!! FUCK ALL THAT!!!!

fuq all dat “silent treatment” and “lack of communication

[xx-narcissa]

Cravings

warnings: murder, blood (like a lot of it), cutting (also a lot of this), mentions of vomiting, a cult/ritual, psychiatric hospital briefly mentioned

a/n: some things to consider: the readers powers are similar to Skarlet from Mortal Kombat or blood bending in ATLA. i’m not in a cult so idk how allat works so don’t come for me if anything is wrong i’m doing my best here😭 also this is gonna be a series, i’m thinking 3 parts but if y’all like it and have more ideas for it then i wouldn’t mind making more than just 3. and the title might change, i don’t really like it but i couldn’t come up with anything else.

Wanda Maximoff x f!Black!Witch!Reader

summary: After being captured by the Avengers, Wanda is the only one to show you at least a little sympathy. Maybe you can convince her to join your cause.

masterlist pt2 pt3

(not my gif)

The power surged through your veins as you stared down at their lifeless bodies. “Liars,” You repeatedly mumbled. You stood over them, as if you expected them to get back up. But how does one walk with no blood?

When the police arrived 15 minutes later, they saw you curled up in a ball on the kitchen floor still mumbling. You were right next to your dead foster parents, laying in a pool of their blood. Your foster sister ran over to the police officers, she was the one who called them. They took you outside and put you in the back of one of the cars, and all the neighbors watched in fear and horror.

The courts didn’t know what to do with you, you were only 6. So they threw you into a psych ward, and made you somebody else’s problem. Luckily they didn’t have to deal with you for long. You got out of there, determined to seek the truth.

-=-

“Since when did we handle serial killers? That sounds like a job for the police.”

Steve looked up at Natasha and shook his head. “Since the serial killers began killing people internationally. And not even your average stabbing or shooting, but straight executions. Several governments have asked us to look into this.” He pulled out the file he had been given by Fury and handed it to Natasha. “Not all of us have to go, but I think Wanda should. I know she’s new but this person seems dangerous and I know she could protect the whole group.”

Natasha skimmed over the file and thought for a second. “How do we know this is one person and not an organization? Like HYDRA or something like that?”

“We don’t. Which is why we have to investigate. But I doubt it’s HYDRA, their style isn’t to kill people in broad daylight. If it were kidnappings then I’d suspect them, but not this. Still, we should try to keep an open mind and not rule out anything. Can you call everyone else in here? I want to catch them up to speed and see if anyone would volunteer to go.”

She nodded and left the meeting room, leaving the file behind. Though he had been through it once already, Steve picked up the file and began to read through it a second time. Reading the descriptions of the crime scenes gave him the chills, and the pictures were even worse. The details were gruesome and made him sick to his stomach. He’d seen a lot in his days, but this just made him want to throw up everything he’d eaten in the past week.

The team filed in one by one, with Tony coming in last. Once everyone was there, Steve cleared his throat to begin, but Tony beat him to the punch. “So what was so important that I had to drop everything for this? I’ll have you know I was about to make a groundbreaking scientific discovery. I was going to see if apples tasted good with ketchup.”

“Okay, I’m choosing to ignore that last sentence. Anyways, we’ve been asked to look into some killings. Honestly? I have no idea how we’re going to approach this. This person seems to have no rhyme or reason or motif. Only consistency is they leave behind a lot of blood everywhere. And the victims barely have anything in common. It goes from army generals to grocery store clerks.” Steve explained. He passed the file to Sam, who was sitting on his right.

Sam went through the file before passing it to Bucky with wide eyes. It continued to go around the table until it got back to Steve. “Yeah, that’s some fucked up shit. But what are we supposed to do about that? Seems like some shit the police should handle.” Tony said after thinking about the contents of the file.

“A dagger.” Steve said quietly. Everyone looked at him curiously, waiting for him to elaborate. “That’s the only murder weapon. At least that the one they suspect. How can someone do that much damage with only a little dagger?”

“Unless they have some sort of powers or enhancements.” Bucky finished the thought for him.

Steve nodded, agreeing with him. “So we need a team. We shouldn’t all go, just in case back up is needed if stuff gets messy. Wanda, I want you to go.” The young witch, whose been quiet this whole time, looked up at him with furrowed brows. “No need to beat around the bush, you’re powerful. If things go south I know I can trust you to get everyone out alive and safe.”

Wanda didn’t say anything, so Steve continued his explanation.

By the time the meeting was over, a small team had been decided. It was going to be Wanda, Bucky, Steve, and Natasha. They had no idea how they were going to track down this murderer, but they had to start somewhere.

-=-

Panama. Where the latest murder had taken place. The group went to the crime scene to look for anything useful, but came up with essentially nothing. Blood samples had already been sent to multiple labs, desperately trying to see if they could identify blood not from the victim. If they were going to find anything, it wasn’t going to be at the crime scene.

A curfew had been set for the people of Las Tablas and the whole Los Santos province, since it was where the murder took place. Natasha had suggested watching the streets to see if they could catch anyone breaking curfew, then see if that’s the killer.

They all were stationed in different areas around the city. Natasha on top of a hotel, Bucky in an alleyway, Wanda parked in a jeep, and Steve inside of an abandoned building.

For five nights in a row, they got in their same positions and waited. Yet so far it’s been a whole bunch of nothing. Bucky saw a rat once, but that was about it. Until Natasha saw a figure coming out of a little corner store, which was closed just like everything else, so there shouldn’t have been anybody in there.

“I think I’ve got something.” Natasha whispered into her earpiece. As soon as she did, the figure looked up at her before running in the opposite direction. “They’re heading your way, Steve! See if you can catch them.”

Steve ran out the building just in time to see the figure running by. With his enhanced abilities he was able to catch up to them. They were wearing a deep red cloak, and when he reached to pull down the hood, he saw vibrant red braids. While he stared at their hair, the person was able to grab Steve’s wrist and pull him down to the ground.

When he stood up, the person was gone. But now they had some actual information to go off of.

-=-

The hot sun beat down on your skin as you took a long sip of your drink. It was helping you cool down, but also giving you a warm feeling inside. A girl sat at another table kept glancing at you, thinking you didn’t notice but you did. And when you two made eye contact, you gave her a small smile that immediately made her look away. She seemed so innocent, pure, and perfect.

You got up from your table and made your way over to hers. “Since you like to stare at me so much, I figured I’d give you a closer look.” You smiled at her and took another sip of your drink.

She began to nervously play with her fingers, something you found adorable. “I’m sorry, I know that was kind of weird.”

“No, no. It’s cute. You’re cute.” She smiled widely and looked down at her lap. “I’m (Y/N).”

Her mouth opened like she was going to respond, but she closed it again when she looked up at you. The smile disappeared and was replaced with a look of concern. In turn your smiled faded and you turned around to see what had ruined the mood.

Four white people were walking your direction, staring right at you. You turned back to give the girl an apologetic smile before leaving the table to see what they wanted.

You recognized them as some of the Avengers, as the girl probably did. They glared at you like you were a filthy criminal, and you took a little offense to that. Without any words exchanged, the blonde that you knew as Captain America grabbed your arm and made you go with them. You didn’t try to fight him, knowing you were outnumbered and in public, and you didn’t want to cause an even bigger scene.

The five of you walked in silence until they brought you into a rundown hotel room and sat you down at a table. “We know you were out last night. Two hours past the curfew.” Natasha said sternly. “Why?”

You shrugged with a sly smile. “This isn’t funny. Why were you breaking the curfew? Why did you run?” Bucky was demanding answers. This whole situation had him on edge with how little they knew, so he was determined to get information out of you.

“What do you mean? Haven’t you heard? There’s a killer on the loose.” You whispered the last sentence in a sing-song tone, which only seemed to make Bucky angrier.

He was about to say something else when Steve interrupted him. “If you were worried about being chased by the killer then you shouldn’t be out past the curfew. That’s what it’s there for. So why did you break the curfew?”

“I had some things to attend to. Can a lady not attend to her things?”

“What kind of things?” Natasha asked.

You remained silent. With the smallest smile still on your lips. It was obvious you weren’t going to give a straight answer any time soon.

Wanda silently walked behind you and placed both her hands on either side of your head. Your eyes turned a glowing red as she ventured deep into your thoughts.

There was a small table with a body on it, that body surrounded by candles. On the walls was some sort of symbol drawn with red paint. Or blood. An older woman walked into view, holding a lit candle. She murmured some chant under her breath, and the flame turned a deep red. You raised your hand, pulling blood from the nose of the body. The blood formed into a knife shape, and you slit your wrist with it, letting your blood drip down onto the lifeless body. This time you raised your other hand, lifting the blood that just came out of you, and dropping it onto the flame. The room was engulfed in a red light, which was absorbed into your body. The woman across the table smiled, and blew out the candle, causing all the other candles to go out and the room to go dark.

“What do you see?” Steve spoke up. Wanda looked concentrated, and a little scared. Everyone else was getting scared too. She didn’t respond, only exploring more of your memories.

The man was on his knees, begging and pleading. Yet through his sobs, his words were incoherent. You stood before him, watching him intently. Wanda could feel what you felt in that moment, and it was utter joy. She felt sick. You laughed at the man, an evil and almost maniacal laugh. He looked up with red, puffy eyes. With a gloved hand, you moved his shirt so you’d have access to his shoulder. You pulled out an ancient looking dagger and made a small cut, but enough to draw blood. Then Wanda saw as all the life was drained from this man as you pulled out every single ounce of his blood. He fell over, lifeless, but you weren’t done. You formed his blood into a bunch of spikes, then sent them down into his body, forming holes everywhere. Repeatedly, you lifted the spikes then sent them back down into his body, before ultimately dropping all his blood and leaving his house as if nothing had happened.

When Wanda let go of your head, she instinctively covered her mouth with her hand, disgusted at what she saw. Tears formed in her eyes as she replayed the memory in her own head. She recognized the man as one of the victims of this mystery killer. It only made her feel even more nauseous, thinking about how he was just one of your many victims.

At this reaction, Natasha immediately detained you, putting you in handcuffs and slamming your face against the table.

-=-

“That’s the killer? Are you sure? I was expecting some big monster or alien.” Tony whispered to Steve.

“Wanda went in her head, saw her killing one of the guys in the file. Said she even laughed when she did it.”

Tony shuddered and looked back at you, who was sitting in a cell of reinforced glass. You looked up at him and met his gaze with a sinister smile, causing him to cautiously take a step back. “Why is she here? This woman is dangerous! Take her to the raft or something.”

The blonde shook his head, and glanced at you, seeing you cutting yourself with your own blood. He winced and turned back to Tony. “We can’t do that. She’s going to be dangerous wherever she goes. Right now those power blocking handcuffs aren’t even working, she’s still doing her little blood thing. And besides, I want to get as much information from her as I can. Wanda said she saw her doing some kind of ritual, so there’s probably a whole cult of these blood people that could be a potential danger. If we hand her over to the raft we won’t get the chance to question her and look into her mind further.”

“Yeah, as if she’d let you.” Tony scoffed. “You guys looked into her mind once, and as you said she can still use her powers. So who’s to say she’s going to cooperate and let Wanda read her mind again? We’d be putting Wanda in danger by doing that. Maybe you should work on getting her trust first, so she doesn’t snap and kill us all.”

For a moment, Steve thought over what Tony said, and eventually came to the conclusion that he was right. They got lucky the first time. Wanda had snuck up on you and you weren’t expecting it. This time you could fight back, physically or mentally, and he didn’t want to put Wanda in danger like that.

There was one problem though. You’d never trust them as long as you were in a cell, and they’d never trust you if you were let out of it.

The two men left the room, needing more time to think of a plan.

Hours later, the door opened again, and you looked up from your spot on the floor. This time it wasn’t Captain America or Iron Man, it was the one Avenger you didn’t know. You saw her on the news once, but you didn’t pay enough attention to learn her name.

What you did know, was that she was the reason you were in this cell. Yet strangely, you weren’t mad at her. In fact, you sympathized with her. She seemed like she was the youngest Avenger, like she needed to please the rest. It was something you’ve felt your entire life.

She looked sad for you. Makes sense, since you were in a dreary room with nothing but a sorry excuse of a bed and a little toilet, with a sheer curtain for privacy. She noticed that you had been writing on the walls in blood, and her eyes widened when she realized it was the same symbol from your memories. It seemed to be two swords crossing over each other like an X.

“Enyo.” You whispered when you saw her looking at it. “That is the symbol of Enyo. The goddess of war, destruction, and bloodlust. The things we live for.” There was a long silence, with her just staring at the picture and you staring at your hands. “What do you live for?”

She was taken aback by your question, and didn’t really know how to answer it. “Not much. I’ve lost everyone I love.”

You looked up at her and saw that she was now staring at you. The two of you held eye contact for a little while until you filled the silence again. “You can love again. There is an unlimited supply of love inside of us, we just need someone to share it with. You have people around you. Share with them.”

Instead of saying anything about that, she responded with a question. “Who do you share your love with?”

“Nobody. Everyone I give my love to never gives it back, so I’ve stopped giving it.”

“Nonsense. You just said there was an unlimited supply.”

You shook your head and broke the eye contact, choosing to look back down at your hands. “Not for people like me. People who don’t fit. I never fit. But you do. You fit, and you love.”

She thought about your words, letting them marinate in her mind. “I’m Wanda.” You raised your head once again, looking at her. “And I think you’ll fit here. Eventually.”

With that, Wanda turned around and left the room, making you feel alone all over again.

[shadowlover321]

Whole cake arc thoughts

After finishing the whole cake arc I will say that I am so scared for all of the Charlotte kids, even the ones who were just awful at times. Specifically Pudding, Perospero, Brûlée, and Katakuri.

Pudding: If Big Mom and her siblings ever found out what she did to help the Strawhats she’s essentially screwed. Her actions did end up helping them get away by specifically hiding Sanji and allat. I felt so bad for her, because her whole life she was told her face was creepy and that she should hide it away but the one person who didn’t was someone she was supposed to oppose, and the brief moment of happiness she got she had to literally erase from his mind and keep to herself.

Perospero: The moment Big Mom said that if he was lying she was gonna kill him I was scared for him. Especially when it came to the cake for her, He was really hoping that if the cake was poisoned it’d kill her and if it didn’t that she would forget or at least not attack him.

Brûlée: She got dragged around literally everywhere by the Strawhats, I’d be surprised if Big mom didn’t say or do anything to her. Nice to see she and Katakuri have a decent relationship though.

Katakuri: Man got beat by Luffy (technically), That would make Big Mom mad, and if not that then Flampe would spill the beans about his face to all their siblings which would affect their opinions of him. Honestly I’m more worried about how Big Mom reacted afterwards. Same thing as Pudding with being called freaky by others and hiding his face as a result. Also idk if it was me just looking into this but if you have to low key hope for a kid to come back to defeat your mother because she’s THAT awful then it really says something.

Idk these were just my main thoughts on these four specifically. Anyways this a Big Mom hate Page, She’s terrifying and horrible and I hate her.

[pinkmirth]

𝗯𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗸!𝗳𝗲𝗺!𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝘅 𝗯𝗻𝗵𝗮 𝗯𝗼𝘆𝘀 𝗵𝗰𝘀: 𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗺𝗲𝘁

[𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗺𝗲𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗼𝘆𝘀]- 𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗹𝘂𝗱𝗲𝘀: 𝗯𝗮𝗸𝘂𝗴𝗼𝘂, 𝗸𝗶𝗿𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗺𝗮, 𝗺𝗶𝗱𝗼𝗿𝗶𝘆𝗮, 𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗼, 𝘁𝗼𝗱𝗼𝗿𝗼𝗸𝗶, 𝗸𝗮𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗿𝗶, 𝘁𝗮𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗶, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗮𝘄𝗸𝘀

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𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝟮 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲:

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𝗯𝗮𝗸𝘂𝗴𝗼𝘂 𝗸𝗮𝘁𝘀𝘂𝗸𝗶;

•he was getting some spicy food at a street market one day after school. •you then went up to him randomly, asking what would be a good food to get since you were new to japan. •his face practically reddened at the sight of you, but he merely clicked his teeth, saying that he couldn't help you because his taste is extremely spicy. •you responded with a laugh, saying that you were more than capable to handle spice. •you both ended up eating and chatting together as you ate. •well, you did most of the talking as he nodded and grunted in response half of the time.. •nonetheless, you found his company very enlightening, so you asked for his number successfully.

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"excuse me?" a strangely accented voice called out to bakugou, the boy turning in the direction of the voice. "hah?" he called out as he looked down at you, instantly deeming you as american, hence the accent and your uniquely fascinating look. "is there any food that you can recommend to me? im new here.." you told him sheepishly as you flashed a small smile, the boy's face heating up dangerously. you then started to hear small fizzling noises, your attention drawn to his hands, which were letting out small explosions. "you good?" you asked in a concerned tone. "i thought that you wanted food, the fuck are you worried about me for?" he replied snappily, making you blink your eyes at him. "damn.." you muttered under your breath, though you didn't take it personal. "listen, your tongue is gonna burn the fuck off if i pick out food for you, woman." he laughed in a mocking manner. "boy," you scoffed, "i can handle more than a bit of damn seasoning..!" you chuckled, looking up at him with those dark glistening eyes of yours. he then ordered two small bowls of spicy curry for the both of you and told you to sit your ass down at the nearest outdoor table, to which you only laughed at him. "you didn't have to pay for it, yknow.." you told him, taking a spoonful of food nonetheless. "just think of it as hospitality.. or a welcoming gift or some shit. you're new here anyway.." he grumbled, taking a bite out of his own food. "what's your name?" you asked him, "don't worry about my name," he scoffed, "when i become the number one hero, everybody's gonna know my fucking name!" he said triumphantly, a cocky smirk on his face. "is that so..?" you asked him with a grin, "that's only if i don't become the number one hero..! you gon have to watch out for me, cause i'm your new competition!" you laughed, making his eye twitch. "is that a fucking challenge?" he spoke, "maybe." you replied, taking another bite of your food. he couldn't lie, it impressed him how you were taking full blown spoonfuls and not complaining about any spice, the drink he bought you staying untouched. "ay," you called out, "your face is red! i thought that you was the one tellin' me bout spice!" you snickered. "it's not the fucking spice that's making me blush!" he retorted, his face getting redder as he watched you let out a series of giggles. before long, the food was finished and he was ready to leave the table without even saying goodbye. "aht aht, where you goin to?" you asked him as you stood up with him. "home, the fuck? its not like ive got the time to talk to a stranger all damn day!" he said in defense. "well, you've at least gotta tell me your name!" you whined, "fine, shut up, puffball!" he said as you gasped. "really? puffball?" you gasped sarcastically, a hand at your heart. "you wanna know my name or not?" he snapped, "yes, of course!" you exclaimed, "s'bakugou. don't fucking forget it." he said, watching you nod as you took in the name. "—can i get your number too, bakugou?" you asked as he groaned. "fucking fine.." he grunted, "you got a pen?" he asked, taking a hold of your arm. "i can just get out my phone, the fuck you tryna write on my skin for?!" you said as he chuckled, "its more memorable that way, duh, puffball. you should be damn grateful to be the first to get an autograph from the one and only lord explosion murder." he said, taking the pen you handed him as he wrote his digits on your forearm, the gentle, warm but firm grip he had on your wrist making you unknowingly grin. "now you've gotta do the same. your name and number, puffball." he said, cocking his brow as you started to laugh. "eh, ill tell you allat when I feel like it. see ya, bakugou." you said, disappearing into the crowd of the bustling street market before he could make any snarky remark, a small smirk on his face that even surprised him, he was sure that the feeling that made his ears buzz and heat up was merely irritation. "she's such a damn tease..!" he couldn't even recall when he became intrigued.

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𝗸𝗶𝗿𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗺𝗮 𝗲𝗶𝗷𝗶𝗿𝗼𝘂;

•he "met" you via call. •him, kaminari, and sero were pulling an all nighter together in his room, just hanging out on the bed. •like the immature teenage boys they are, they decided to play 'dare or dare' at two in the morning. •kirishima had been dared to call his number neighbor, which he was hesitant of, despite doing the dare anyway. •the phone rang as he placed it on the bed, the goofy trio looking at it in anticipation, expecting some old geezer to pick up the phone. •boy, were they wrong.

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"cmon, bro! i did the dare you gave me, so you've gotta do the same!" kaminari urged, making kirishima sigh. "it wasn't even that extreme of a dare! you just had to let sero smack you!" the redhead protested, "and that shit was fun, too. id do it again, ha!" the raven haired boy laughed out, earning a nudge to the side from the electric blond.

"don't be a pussy, just call and hang up if it makes you feel any better!" kaminari suggested, "fine, ill do it!" kirishima gave in, "don't start feeling disappointed when some 100 year old guy picks up the phone, kami!" he huffed.

eijirou dialed the number on his phone,

xxx-xxx-xxxy, which was only the slightest bit different from his number, which was

xxx-xxx-xxxx.

he then set the phone on the bed and put it on speaker, the boys looking within themselves as they waited for the person on the other side of the line to answer.

"nevermind, fuck this.." kaminari sighed, running a hand through his golden blond locks. the phone then finally picked up, kirishima's ears perking up eagerly.  

"ahm.. h-hello?" a smooth, feminine voice called out tiredly, the boys gaping at eachother. "uhm.. hello!" kirishima replied, "who da hell out here callin me at two am?" you asked, making the boys tense up your at your tone.

the redhead started to feel bad for waking you up, the sleepiness apparent in your voice. you then let out a series of melodic chuckles, ones that made kirishima want to hold a hand at his pounding heart.

"who this?" you asked, "kirishima! that's my name, at least! im your number neighbor, ha.." he said, "well, kirishima.." you spoke once more, your captivating accent making him infer that you were black, but that only excited him more, leaving him to wonder how beautiful you truly were, "imma talk to you later. a girl gotta sleep, yknow?" you told him, your voice velvety as the sound waves hit his ears.

"y-yeah, sure!" he complied. "ill save your number though, boo." you told him, the simple nickname making him smile to himself.

"wait, what's your name?" he asked you, "y/n. cute name, right?" you giggled, his heart clenching at the sound.

"how about I meet up with you tomorrow, y/n?" he suggested. "that would be nice, kirishima.." you said into the phone, the eagerness heard in your voice to meet this mystery boy, "you had better not be no random dealer.." you sighed, "no, I don't sell..!!!" he gasped in reply. "perfect." you said, "goodnight, kirishima. ion know what you doin up at two am, but have a blast, boo." that was the last thing you said before ending the call.

"...she sounds like a total fuckin’ babe! you're welcome, kiri!" kaminari said, but the sharky boy was too busy thinking about the call, your voice replaying in his head. apparently, eijirou thought dazedly, voice kinks actually ARE real..

"she was..

damn

"

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𝗺𝗶𝗱𝗼𝗿𝗶𝘆𝗮 𝗶𝘇𝘂𝗸𝘂;

•he met you at some beauty supply store. •you might be wondering; what the hell is deku doing at the damn beauty supply? •see, he was there with mirio to get some stuff for eri so they could do her hair, and he didn't really know what to get. •he saw you in the same isle as him later on and decided to ask what would be good to get for a little girl. •when you turned to him and smiled, he choked on thin air and was astonished with you and your 'melanated' beauty. •despite his nervous stammering, he accomplished in getting your number.

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"eri-chan, do you like this one..?" izuku asked, holding up a light green bow to her pale blue hair. "deku-san.. any color is fine.." the smaller girl replied, her large red eyes staring into his emerald ones. he sighed before flashing her a small smile, putting the bow back up. he wanted to give the girl something that would make her feel pretty, but he didn't know what she would really like.. "do you know anything about hair products and stuff, togata-senpai..?" midoriya asked mirio, whom only shrugged in reply. "i used to have longer hair, but I didn't really use any accessories, yknow!" the blond replied in his normal ecstatic tone. "oh.." deku sighed, "ill just keep looking!" he then walked into another row, glancing at all the hair products for natural hair, the tropical, warm, and sugary smells sending his nose into heaven. his hair was a bit curly himself, so maybe he'd be able to use some of them..? anyway, he continued to look through the products, letting out a huff, since he didn't find anything eye catching that gave him 'eri' vibes. he then saw a flash of chocolate brown in his peripheral vision, along with a good whiff of a smell similar to all those hair products, making him let out a small moan at the scent, which would probably become his new favorite smell. he turned around to see you, a black girl around his age that was dressed stylishly, your curly/coily hair captivating him as he gazed at you, whom was merely crouching down to look at some hair clips and other things that you were interested in. he then got the great idea to ask for your help! "hello? excus—" he called out to you as you jerked your head up, looking at him with a pack of durable hair ties in hand. he hadn't gotten a good look at your face, but now that he had, his breath had hitched on the spot as he felt heat rise to his freckled cheeks. he wanted to say something, but something about your melanated beauty intimidated him. not like he was scared, but he just wanted to make a good impression so bad that he froze up. you started to stand up from your crouching position, your dark brown/[color] eyes watching him curiously. "hi..!" you spoke cooly in your rich, slang-suffused voice. "h-hi!" he replied briskly, his fists clenched in flustered-ness. "i-i wanted t-to ask.." he stammered, giving himself a slap mentally, "if y-you could help m-me pick out some hair accessories! ones that would be good for a little girl..!" he explained, gulping a bit as he finished. your dark eyes only examined him as he spoke, your plump, glossy lips curving up into a smile that made him melt. "sure! why you ain't ask me earlier, boy? actin all cute and nervous.." you chuckled, making midoriya believe you made him fall in love with a stranger at first sight.. after some looking, you found a pair of red bows that you had just assumed would look good on the girl he spoke of, and that they did, the vibrant color matching with eri's big red eyes. she seemed to like them as well, the six year old girl twirling with the ribbons of the bows around her small fingers. "thank you so much! i think she actually likes them..!" izuku said in relief, the small smile on eri's face making him grin as well. "no problem! happy I could help, man." you said, making your way over to the cashier. he wanted to talk to you more.. "psst!" mirio whispered, "go talk to her!" he encouraged, izuku giving off a brisk nod of courage in reply. "h-hey!" he called out to you. "i-i wanted t-to ask you s-something again...!" he said once more, watching you sling the bag of beauty products onto your forearm as you listened to him, his flustered voice being something you found absolutely adorable. "c-can i h-have your.. number..?"

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𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗼 𝗵𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗮; *𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘀𝗲 𝘀𝗰𝗲𝗻𝗮𝗿𝗶𝗼𝘀 𝗪𝗜𝗟𝗟 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘀𝗶𝘀𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗻 𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗼 :)*

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•you both sat next to eachother on a train ride home. •but before that, you had noticed him at your membership gym where you did your exercise and acrobatics. •you couldn't help but take glances at him •he was well built, toned, tall, and pretty damn flexible, plus he was shirtless, so of course you had to look.. •you were even gazing at him for so long that you lost your balance and stumbled a bit.. •before you could introduce yourself, which you were more than willing to do, the cute but peculiarly elbowed boy had left. •to your delight, you saw him again as you entered the train for your ride home. •he shares his oranges with you >///<

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"dayumm.." you whistled lowly, watching a black haired male from across the gymnasium. his back faced towards you, so you couldn't really see his face. you were doing simple stretches, in a side split at the moment, since you weren't in the mood for doing as much exercise. your eyes followed everywhere he went, taking in all of his motions and the flexing of his back muscles that you could see through his flimsy orange tank top, which he was actually starting to take off to your delight, pulling it over his head. your eyes widened before your lips curved up into a small smirk. "ive been blessed with this view.." you joked. you weren't the kind to be obsessed with boys and their looks or anything, but something about this guy was riveting, especially his elbows.. he then turned around, slowly lowering himself into a side splits position as he let a small huff leave his lips, wincing at the stretching of his inner thigh muscles. "he clearly hasn't done this shit in a while.." you said to yourself, watching him stretch forward as he stayed in his side splits position. he then looked up, his eyes meeting yours momentarily. his cheeks reddened in awe as he saw you, whom was already looking at him. he then flashed a wide smile, one that made you smile back, the contrast of your brown skin and pearly whites making him grin even wider. he seemed to slyly wink at you before getting up, walking over to another area of the gymnasium as you huffed over his departure. or maybe that wink was just your imagination..? "come back, hot guy.." you whined to yourself, getting up as well and making your way over to the nearby aerial skills fabric, only because you wanted to do something impressive that the black haired boy would see from afar. you made your way up the fabric, pulling yourself up with the incredible upper body strength that you had. you set yourself in a comfortable position, also in a position as to where you could see the 'elbows' guy a lot clearer. "it should be illegal to go around lookin that damn good.." you said to yourself, watching him do a simple form of yoga by himself in a calm corner. he then opened his eyes abruptly, digging into the pocket of his sweats to take out his phone, which was going off, probably for an alarm that he had set up. he got up, stretched a little more, and started to grab his belongings. you then scoffed, immediately getting down from the fabrics. there was no way that you'd allow him to leave before you got to know him.. you then started to jog towards him, since he was a ways away from you. he began to rotate his arms a bit, his muscles flexing as he did arm circles, making you stop in your tracks as you watched him. was this his quirk or something, or did every little thing he did leave you addicted? you felt yourself practically leaning in as you watched him pack up his things, his side profile showing off none other than his gleaming smile that he always seemed to have on his cute face. he slipped his orange top back on and made way for the exit, and that's when you finally snapped out of your trance, your ankles giving out as you fell on the ground, due to looking for so long that you had started to lose your balance. "shit, man.." you winced, rubbing at your ankles. by the time you looked up, he was gone. "i know i didn't snap my ankles just so mans could walk away.." you grumbled, getting up and slipping on your tracksuit jacket. you didn't want to do much today anyways, so you we're ready to go home. as you walked to the train station, you payed mind to a small but noticeable limp in your step, a mild pain tingling in your ankle. it wasn't bad, but it wasn't too fun either.. you huffed, making your way onto the train, trying to find yourself a seat and ignore the small awkward looks that people gave you because of your natural appearance that you obviously couldn't change. you only shrugged. im black, so what? the fuck..? you thought, though you weren't one to spark an argument and say it out loud. you were more than used to it anyway, so why give a damn anymore? though, somebody noticed it going on, and they couldn't stand it. "hey," a voice called out to you, "wanna sit with me?" you turned to see the same black haired boy from the gym, smiling sweetly at you as he moved his duffel bag just so you could sit. "...yeah, thanks." you replied cooly, but in the inside, you were freaking out. who knew that he'd be on your train?! "you okay?" he asked you, noticing your slight limp and your aerobic leggings as you chuckled, "whaddya mean specifically? the hating ass looks or my limping?" you said to him, "both." he replied quickly, his soft black bangs swaying as he leaned forward a bit to take a good look at you and your alluring afrocentric features. "um.. are you good? your face is getting all red." you told him, his eyes widening. "i-it is? sorry.." he chuckled in apology, leaning back into his seat with his hands resting at his knees. "...i saw you at the gym earlier, yknow." he told you, "those aerobic skills were pretty damn cool." he told you, the same smile on his face that you were sure you'd never get tired of seeing. "yeah, well i might have to take a break from them for a hot minute..." you sighed, regarding your ankle. "hey, you want an orange?" he asked abruptly as you blinked at him. "boy, did you just ask me if i wanted an orange?" you queried at his random suggestion. "yeah, ive got a few in here! they're my favorites~" he said with a large grin, "they always help me feel better. well, it might not help with physical pain, but—" he started, "nah, it's all good, i get it whatchu mean." you chuckled, taking the fruit that he handed to you. of course, it wasn't the best to take things from strangers, but there was something about him and his flashy smile that made you trust him. you both ate the fruit in silence, the only thing heard being the minimal chatter of other passengers and small rattling sounds of the rails. as you sat next to him, the warmth of his body radiating onto yours as your shoulders touched, it felt as though it was only you and him.. his phone then started to ring as he took it out of his pocket, giving you a look of apology for the abrupt noise. "s'my mom.." he chuckled before answering the call. "hola mamá!" he said into the phone, clearly speaking another foreign language, "qué pasa? oh, lo que estoy haciendo?" she had asked him what he was doing, but of course, you didn't understand the language he spoke, so you merely sat there, listening to the smoothness of his deep voice as he spoke into the phone. "uh.. bueno esta chica, ella está sentada mi lado.." he spoke lower, though you didn't know why, "una linda chica negra.." little did you know that he was gushing over you to his mom, "n-no, mom! no mi novia!" he cried out, only making you assume that his mother had said something embarrassing to him, "uhh.. talk to you later, ma.." he said, briskly ending the call with a huff. "what were you even saying?" you asked with a giggle as he tensed up, not wullling to explain to you about how he told his mom that he was sitting next to a cute black girl... "w-we were talking about oranges..!" he said on the spot as you tilted your head. "really..?" you asked, since he seemed more than unsure of his answer. "uhm.. yeah," he said, "we were talking about how we'll need to grow more because..." he trailed off, then got an idea, looking at you as his warm grin widened, "because i have a new friend to share them with!"

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𝘁𝗼𝗱𝗼𝗿𝗼𝗸𝗶 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝘂𝘁𝗼;

•winter time! ⁂ •you were at the grocery store, just getting the mandatory food items. •after getting all the stuff you needed, you decided to get your favorite comfort food; •soba. preferably hot. •just as you went to grab for some, you saw a bigger, more muscular hand reach for the same pack of buckwheat noodles. •as your hands rubbed, you let out a hiss, because their hand was mad cold. •you looked up to see a tall charming boy around your age, the two sides of his face looking extremely different. •you stared at him for a while before he called out to you, seeming to be the fifth time since you were too busy looking at his face.. •who ends up getting the soba?

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you rolled your cart to another side of the grocery store, letting out a sigh of relief that you had finished most of your shopping. you then saw a bit of cool smog leaving your mouth, making you roll your eyes in bafflement. it was winter time and you were decked up, wearing a knee-long bubble coat, uggs and a scarf, so the fact that this grocery store had the audacity to put air conditioning on at such a cold period in time made you want to cuss them out. "it's even colder in here than it is outside, dammit.." you muttered, rolling your cart around some more until you got to where you wanted; the rice and noodles section. you were itching to get some hot soba, especially with the sauce that you'd always eat it with. your mouth curved up into a smile, thinking about eating the bowl of noodles as you watched anime by the time you got home. you put your cart aside in a place where it wouldn't be bothersome, and reached your hand out for the food. just as you did, a pale and muscular hand reached out for the same item, making you immediately withdrawal your hand because of the sub-zero temperature of his skin.. "sorry." the person said in a deep, calm tone. you then looked up to see a tall teenage boy dressed in a cream colored turtleneck and black pants, his face seemingly crafted by angels.. the two sides of his face were complete opposites, making you even more drawn to him as you stared. "hello?" he called out for what seemed like the fifth time, snapping you out of your thoughts. "hm? oh, sorry!" you apologized, "you can have it if you want." he said, ready to walk out of the aisle as you panicked a bit. "no, you can have it! go ahead!" you said to him as he turned back around. "it seems that you were anticipating to get that, so it's okay." he said, blinking his eyes a bit. he merely stood there for a bit, thinking as he looked at the ground. "how about i buy it for you?" he offered, making your eyes widen. "no need to do that, it's aight!" you told him. "it's not a problem to me. i have my father's credit card, so im more than willing to splurge. besides, it's the holiday season, so i should do something nice for another, shouldn't i?" he explained in question, taking the soba and handing it to you with a small smile, one that made your heart pound within your chest. "ah.. thank yo— ack!" you whimpered as his hand touched yours, now being extremely hot this time. "sorry, it's my quirk.." he told you. "you good.." you shrugged it off, "i guess that's why you're only wearing a turtleneck in this freezing store?" you asked him with a chuckle as he nodded. "oh, the soba fell.." he said in realization, the both of you bending down to pick it up at the same time, resulting in you two bumping your foreheads together. you stumbled back a little bit until he caught you, the coolness of his breath slightly hitting your face, the small gap between your faces making your ears heat up and his face flush red. "..i-i keep messing up, im sorry.." he said once more in a more sheepish tone, helping you upright. "it's fine, no need to keep apologizing." you told him. "you still want that soba?" he asked you as you nodded. "let's go to the cashier if you're ready." he told you as you nodded, still feeling so touched that he was willing to pay, no matter how many times you told him that it was okay. "y/n." you said out of the blue. "hm?" he hummed in response. "im y/n. since you insist on buying stuff for me, you should at least know who i am, yes?" you asked him with a smile. "right. im shouto." he said as you nodded. "i can't thank you enough, shouto!" you said with gratitude as he flashed a small, close mouthed grin once more. "no problem, y/n" just as you two were about to leave the aisle, an employee rolled in a cart of soba, probably containing more than 300 packs. "how lucky.. would you like more?" he asked you, pointing at the cart, "im feeling rather generous today, y/n" he told you. you got the racks for allat?!" you asked while gaping at him. just who exactly is he? "well, i can't.." he said, holding up the credit card, "but my father can."

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𝗸𝗮𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗿𝗶 𝗱𝗲𝗻𝗸𝗶;

•the first time he saw you, you weren't even fully clothed. •which is his ideal way to meet a hot black girl, of course.. •he was simply out shopping with the bakusquad •he then went to the fitting rooms to try on some clothes. •because he is a smart individual, he immediately went to the biggest stall. •only to see you in skinny jeans and a bra, your eyes widening as you saw him, whom had frozen in place, heavily embarrassed but somewhat excited. •after apologizing and leaving, he helped you find some good clothes that were your style and matched your skin tone well. •and there's absolutely no way that he'd meet someone as amazing as you and not want to get your digits..

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"kiri, tell the group that ill be trying out these hoodies, 'kay?" kaminari said to his red headed friend. "sure, bro!" kirishima agreed, waving off as the electric blond made his way to the fitting rooms, which were unisex. "the biggest ones are the best ones..!" he mumbled to himself, zooming straight to the largest stall. he whistled to himself as he swung the door open, only to see you, a [height] black girl in a bra and ripped skinny jeans, pulling a tshirt over your head. guess the stall's lock wasn't stable.. the both of you froze, his widened eyes wandering as you held your breath, your face heating up in embarrassment. "i-im so sorry—shit!!!" he cried out before leaving the stall rather quickly. you merely stood there, biting your lip at the abrupt situation. "..the fuck, bruh.." you murmured, putting on the shirt that you wore to the mall, since you had finished changing. you walked out to see the same golden blond standing outside of the stall, running his hands through his hair with a sorry expression, his face flushed red as he muttered profanities over what he'd done. "ey," you called out to him, tapping on his shoulder, "did you like the view?" you asked cheekily as he gaped at you. you weren't really one to take things to seriously, and you could turn any situation into a bright one with a few jokes here and there. "uh.. there's no right way to answer that, is there..?" he replied with a nervous chuckle. "don't lie, you was lookin! i don't blame you though, im hot." you said with a shrug, making him laugh. "so you're a little comedian, aren't you..?" he asked you, folding his arms across his chest, clearly feeling more comfortable than before. "depends on whether im talking to a cute blond or not. so.. you know the answer, yeah?" you giggled, making him smirk. your entire being made him want to give you a hug. you were pretty, clearly damn hot, funny, confident, and you were highly melanated? he had been finding himself gravitating towards chocolate girls for a while, but you were different from the rest, of course in the best way. he was wondering whether he had won the lottery, the both of you probably being a match made in heaven, hence the small similarities between you and him that he could already notice. he liked you. "you gon keep smirking at me or are you gonna use that stall?" you asked him sarcastically, "well, i might as well warn you about that lock. utter shit, man. that's why the door swung open so easily.." you muttered as he laughed once more. "only if you join me, pretty lady.." he said with a wink as you gasped playfully. "word?" you asked as he nodded with a hum. "bet, get in there!" you exclaimed, the both of you going back into the large stall. "so," he said, sitting down on the bench inside of the stall, "how can I get to know you?" he asked smoothly, a grin on his face. "ah, you tryna be slick, huh?" you chuckled, "well, you can start off with my name. y/n." you told him. "sounds beautiful." he complimented with another smile. "oh, stop it.." you laughed, waving your hand dismissively. "im denki, or maybe your boyfriend, whichever one you wanna call me.." he said as you giggled, liking his second option. "i can help you get some good clothes, if that's what you're looking for!" he suggested as you raised your brows. "oh really?" you hummed, "really!" he replied, getting up from the bench and holding out his hand to you. "cmon, y/n! let's go shopping."

𝗮𝗺𝗮𝗷𝗶𝗸𝗶 𝘁𝗮𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗶;

•he was simply on patrol with red riot and fatgum. •all of a sudden, you rushed up to him frantically, a worried look on your face. •he instantly remembered you as the girl from class 3-b, whom he had actually been a bit interested in for a while.. •he'd take glances of you whenever he saw you in the cafeteria and whatnot. •you were a good friend of mirio's but you and tamaki has never actually spoken until now. •you started to explain to him how this guy was following you and calling you a flurry of racial slurs. •he immediately started to feel his blood boiling. •anxious tama is gone, time to be a hero.

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"you want another bowl of yakisoba, amajiki-sempai?" kirishima asked cheerily, "fatgum bought some more!" he told tamaki. "i-i'm fine, t-thanks.." the elf-eared boy replied, tugging at the hoodie of his hero outfit farther so it could cover his face more. he was on patrol with the eight foot, blond haired pro and the younger hero in training, simply walking through a city in japan with a mindset ready to defend, which is what tamaki would have to do soon for you, whether he was ready or not.. he suddenly felt a pair of hands grip onto his arm, their fingers digging into his clothed bicep in fear. he yelped out as he looked down to see a familiar black girl with a shaken expression, the elf eared boy pressing his lips closed at the sight of you, his slanted eyes widening along with his face heating up. "..youre amajiki, yeah..?" you asked him as he nodded briskly, not daring to make a sound before he stuttered himself to an embarrassing point of no return. he knew you! well, he couldn't exactly say it that way, it made it seem as though you two were close. he would actually admire you from afar in school, with all honesty. he recalled you to be the pretty, brown skinned outgoing girl with a high puff that would usually be seen around mirio, since the two of you were both in class 3-b. he could practically feel the words itching to crawl up his throat and leave his mouth, though he didn't even know what those words would be.. what would he say to you? "oi, amajiki! i really need your help right now.. i heard that there was patrolling going on, so I just followed the sight of fatgum's head through the crowd.." you told him, snapping him out of his trance as he let out a yelp once more, the tall but introverted teen looking down at you, uncomfortable hums leaving his mouth due to his uncertainty of how to finally speak to you, which he was fucking up royally. "there's this guy.. he keeps following me and calling me some.. not nice things." you explained, "and he's making me uncomfortable.." you told him, his brows furrowing. "a-are you o-okay..? d-do y-y-you.. argh!" he gave up speaking for the time being as you looked up at him with a confused expression, your hands still holding onto his arm, as if you were trying to latch onto him for a sense of comfort. "its aight, miri told me that you aren't the most social guy.." you sighed, "but id really appreciate if you could keep a look out for that guy.. he looks mad sketchy, also wearing a goofy ass 'all lives matter' shirt..." you whispered to him, starting to walk with him through the bustling streets behind fatgum and red riot, your hands still around his arm as he looked around with an intimidating look, in search for whoever had been bothering you. "...w-what did h-he say t-to you..?" the indigo haired teen asked as you scoffed. "you don't wanna know, amajiki." you told him as he gave you a look. "oh, you actually wanna know? like, deadass?" you asked once more to make sure as he nodded hesitantly. "cmere then.." you signaled him to crouch down a bit so you could whisper all the info into his ear. "w-wha— he f-followed you... for t-that long..?! just because of.. oh.. o-oh no.." he muttered incredulously, now feeling his blood starting to rush in an angry flurry. how dare someone taunt and bother you like this just because you were different? "and then, he called me a——" you whispered the word into his ear as he gasped loudly. "h-how r-rude!!!" he wailed as you huffed in agreement. "and he wouldn't seem to leave me alone.. well, not until i mixed with the crowd and found you, that is.. i think I've lost him.." you said, "thanks, amajiki.. you've already helped me a lot.." you said to him graciously as he gave off an awkward smile in return, averting his eyes from yours. "n-no problem.." he replied, though his job wasn't done just yet. he finally spotted the man at the corner of his eye, whom was seemingly making his way towards you. "oi, the dark one!" they called out as you groaned, "oh hell nah.." you uttered with the roll of your eyes. "we don't need people like you here! the last time i came out to the city, a black pest stole my wallet!" he shouted, most people in a hearing range stopping in their tracks and turning to you, amajiki and the man. "s-she hasn't s-s-stolen anything..!" tamaki stammered, "so l-leave her a-alone!" he urged, the crowd cheering suneater on as others opposed the racist, shouting at him to leave you be. "oh yeah? lemme check her first, she probably stole something from one of these markets!" he said, lunging towards you as everybody gasped. tamaki activated his quirk swiftly, entrapping the man in his manifested tentacles. "don't touch her." he demanded, earring cheers from everyone around, but he didn't really care about all that, he just wanted you to be safe. tamaki turned around, looking down at you with worried eyes as he kept the man trapped with his quirk, "a-are you o-okay..?" he asked shakily as you grinned at him. "yup, i am now," you told him before planting a kiss on his cheek, "you a real one, suneater."

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𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗮𝗺𝗶 𝗸𝗲𝗶𝗴𝗼 ^ (𝗵𝗮𝘄𝗸𝘀);

❤︎aged!up!reader!❤︎

•it all started when he asked you if you fell from heaven. literally. •you're a young adult pro hero whom is good with combat skills and such. •but you aren't the best at using your quirk: hover. •your quirk allows you to hover over 500 feet from the ground, but you'd never used it to its full capacity, only working it up to 100 feet. •you were working on using it to a farther capacity, and since you have a hero license to use your quirk in public, you decided that you'd just work on it while out patrolling. •big mistake.. •but never fear! fast man Hawks was there to swoop you off of your feet and into the sky~

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"you can do this, y/n.." you told yourself as you hovered above countless buildings, which was the height that would usually be your limit. today, that would change, aiming to touch the clouds. you looked up farther into the never ending sky, a small shuddering sound leaving your mouth. maybe it wouldn't be too bad to cancel practice for today and stay on the ground.. "no! i should try at least..!" you encouraged yourself, hovering higher and higher until even the skyscrapers looked like ants. you then felt a strong pressure around your entire body because your system wasn't used to it, making you writhe in the air as your quirk started to deactivate. "nonono, oh shit!!!" you screamed, falling helplessly through the sky, your [color] braids whipping around from the wind as you came closer to the ground, many screams leaving your mouth in fear. before you hit the ground, you got swooped up before the impact, a flurry of red feathers around you. "the fuck—?!" you shouted, looking up to see the undeniably charming face of the one and only number two hero, hawks. "hey there, pretty birdie~" he chirped as you merely glared at him, still shaken from your freefalling. "did it hurt when you fell from heaven???" as he spoke teasingly, you looked down to see that he had flown higher up than you were before, your eyes widening. "g-get me down, hawks!!" you pleaded, your hands gripping onto his brown jacket as he only chuckled.   "i saw what you were doing up here.." he told you, "don't you still wanna learn how to pass your limit? i can teach you if you want~" he offered you sweetly, still flying about with you in his arms as you both soared through the sky, the feeling that you were despite of at first now feeling more comforting and stress-less. "t-that would be great..!" you yelled, since the sounds of the wind made it hard to hear, "but can you put me down..?" you asked him as he blinked before letting out another laugh. "right, i forgot about that! sometimes, when i start flying i can't come down. i should warn you, its addicting to feel so free up here..." he told you. "can you get me down now?! geez, nigga.." you scoffed as he let out an awkward chuckle, "sorry, i should also warn you that talking is addicting to me as well.." he told you, flying down to the surface and putting you down as you shakily stood, your hands clenching at his coat once more as he laughed over your behavior. "we were just a few feet off the ground, it wasn't so bad that youve gotta wobble!" he chuckled as you glared at him. "a few feet???" you gawked. he waved his gloved hand dismissively, linking his arm with yours as he started to walk out into the bustling street with you, the two of you sending smiles and waves to fans whom recognized the two of you as the pros in the top five. "do you have to link onto my arm?" you asked with gritted teeth. he wasn't exactly annoying you, per se, you were just still very frazzled about the little flight he took you on. "of course i have to stay linked onto you!" he laughed, "birds gotta stick together, yeah?" he said. "i ain't a damn bird!" you yelled out as he replied, "but you can fly, can't ya?"

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[mirio, shigaraki, shinsou, etc. will later be added!]

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[pumpkinsy0]

curly w her lil snake pet hcs

now allow me to make this abundantly clear, i didn’t genuinely research this cause i got tired of doin allat so all of this is running off of basic common sense and basic knowledge i have on snakes so do not take what i say to heart, this is simply for fun however if u do feel free to add on

now that i have settle the snake sheriffs, onto the hcs

•okok i always hc’d curly as like a snake nerd, especially when he was a kid

•it was literally his dream to just have a pet snake growing up and as time went on it was still a dream but like, not something he’d beg and cry over i guess

• okokok either curly found the snake when they were just smoking in the backyard and the snake was just,,,,slithering near them and they went “mine!!!”OR they got it from this super shady cool guy in a van

•LIL INFO ABOUT THE SNAKE ive decided the snake is a burmese python bc i wanted curly to have a pretty big snake (curlys snake is about 15ft long just bc heuheuheuheu, the snake is a girl, and she’s relatively pretty cool, burmese pythons r already seen as docile and non agressive but yknow what i mean, but ppl still see her as intimidating for,,,obvious,,reasons)

•now as FAR AS IK u can own a burmese python as a pet in oklahoma but even if u couldnt, i dont think curlys gonna care, also, they’re curly, they’re gonna do it anyways

•MOVING RIGHT ALONG the snakes ACTUAL name is “my boob” but her nickname is tete (which is haitian creole for boob, so its a lil inside joke for the shepards, they just tell ppl the snakes name is tete and giggle when the person actually calls them that so)

•BUT YEA curly rolls up w a 15ft big ass snake and everyone in the shepard house is hollering bloody murder cause bro,,,,why,,,,,how,,,,

•now ik what u might b thinking “this bitches r greasers,,,they r POOR,,,,how will curly afford to take care of a snake????” and to that i say, i poofed all the necessary materials into their house, i gave it to them so SHHHH

•curlys likes watching tete just slither around in her cage and is surprisingly silent while doing so????just sits infront of the cage like 👁👁 so there’s finally somewhat peace and quiet in the shepard household at least on curlys side

•OKOKOK so angela’s relationship w tete is weird bc god DAMN that snake is scary but so fucking cool

•i don’t know how to explain it so instead i’m just gonna give u moments that explain their relationship perfectly

-angela trying to actually hold tete but EVERYTIME she gets close she shrieks and pulls her hand away

-angela watching curly feed tete and just watching in absolute disgust, even going LOUDLY “EWWWWWWWWWW”

-angela wearing tete like those feather boas

•BUT SHE WILL NEVER SAY THAT SHE LIKES TETE :(

•curly will always b smugly smiling at angela when she’s playing/bonding w tete and she’ll just go “stfu i don’t like this reptile mouse tail”

•NOW ONTO TIM AND TETE, tim is always like ‘i’ll show obvious happiness towards them but i’ll never admit i like them’ towards animals so this ain’t rlly any different

•sometimes curly walks into their room and sees tim just,,,,staring at tete in her lil cage

•from time to time tim feeds tete just bc he finds it cool

•tim comes home w shit for tete just to add to her cage, why?????cause he thinks she cools cool, duh

•OHOH as a kid curly would play like fake snake pranks on angela so now that they have a REAL SNAKE????yea they definitely take advantage of that

•tim could b chillin and hears angela scream and just sigh and go “curly stop fucking w angela w tete” so nonchalantly

•curly lets tete free roam sometimes, w supervision of course curly is always just, behind her at all times when he does let her out, and its always for like 10-15mins tops

•that one vine w that guy who had his snake wrapped around his arm and sharing his lollipop w the snake is the shepards w tete

•NOW FOR PONY AND TETE WOO

•i don’t think pony’s rlly an ‘exotic pet’ fan, like he has 0 problems w exotic pets and exotic pet owners, it’s just not rlly his thing

•the first time pony came over and walked into curlys room he stopped dead in his tracks and went “what in the actual fuck is that” and curly went so excitedly “tete :D”

•now OF COURSE curly took her out the cage and put tete RIGHT in front of ponys face and tete licked him so,,,,that occurred

•BUT TO KEEP THINGS SHORT ponys actually kinda scared of her but can tolerate her, he does shake a bit while holding her so take that as u will

•BUT pony does help to take care of her when curly ask so, theres that

this has literally been in my drafts for days so im stopping here, this isnt proofread or fact checked or anything either lol

maybe ill come up w more hcs and post it then tho

[angelthebedsheet]

Can we please get a scenario where black reader is having a horrible day and she’s walking pass Karasuno volleyball team and Tsukishima say some half slick shit so black reader just turns around and starts beating his ass?

a/n: CHILE I WAS GONNA WAIT TILL THE WEEKEND TO UPdate BUT I SAW THIS AND BABY I HAD TO JUMP ON YHAT SHIT YALL STARTING TO KNOW THAT I LOVE WRITING Y/N WHOOPING A S S

leTs Get IT YALL

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GRRT POW OKAY SOOOOO

now your day was absolute SHIT

your hair wasn’t cooperating and the hairstyle you wanted to try wasnt doing right

so you just did the same slickback bun

then you lost your earrings twice so you had to wear those ones that were your least favorite

it took you five minutes to find your socks

you felt like shit

you couldnt even find your lashes so you went lashless on a FRIDAY

you didnt even walk to school with yachi this morning so she KNEW something was up

you were in a bad mood all day and tsukishima of all people kept poking fun at you which usually didnt bother you

“wow for once you dont look like snuffalufocous”

“tsukishima shut the fuck up”

he’s LIVING for that

usually you can clapback

clapback game STRONG

“you had that hairstyle for the past couple of weeks.”

“swear to god tsukishima stop.”

yamaguchi is already betting your gonna pop off today

“tsukki i think you should stop”

yachi’s praying for him

now time skip

ya day got even worse

tsukishima was MILKING it and you were tired of it

you were FINISHED

you were about to leave when you walked past the gym

“look there’s a mole rat crawling back to the sewer drains.”

you turned your ass back tf around and walked into that gym

now yamaguchi and yachi feel the irritation coming off of you

you threw your bookbag on the ground and you took off your blazer

“on my fucking mama you keep talking SHIT tsukishima but thats alright imma beat ya ass for that then. since you wanna talk like a bitch you can get dragged like one, hoe”

tHEN HERE COMES THE INSTAGAITORSSSSSSS

“OOOHHHHHHH” -tanaka

“GET INTO IT Y/N!!!” noya

sugawara been EXCITED for some drama

AND HIS HOMEGIRL ABOUT TO THROUGH HANDSSSSSS

“yeah okay sure go back to the pound”

the team is INVESTED NOW

kiyoko and asahi went 👀 too

now you just run up on ya boy and WITH THE POWER OF

Z E U S H I M S E L F

you SWANG ON THE NIGGA

GOT HIM IN THE CHEEK

THE SOUND OF THE IMPACT WAS SOLID BABY

“DAMNNNNN” - the whole team

now that bitch caught off guard and stumbling

and he LIVID

i hc that if tsukki can talk allat shit his hands can also make up for it

i know his brother was play fighting with him too when they were younger

“put em up bitch”

“alright lets fucking go then”

now yall SCRAPING

nun of the playing shit

yall getting solid hits on each other

aint nobody stepping in

yall hitting like mf BOXERS up in that bitch

you even got him in the bleachers

you KNOW damn WELL someone’s recording aka tanaka

nishinoya is HYPING YOU UP bc i KNOW he been WANTING to swing on him but he cant bc he’s his senpai

“WHOOP HIS ASS Y/N GO IN BITCH!”

both of yall hits are connecting

tsukishima got a GOOD hit in and busted ya lip

now you mad

idk about yall but if i got my lip busted it would be over im going ham let out the beast

havent had a fight where im bleeding yet irl

back to our scheduled program

if you’re worrying about your skirt dont worry you wear biker shorts under that bitch aint nobody getting flashed

yall finally move from the bleachers

you are even more pissed

yall both are leaking by now

the team finally starting to intervene

yamaguchi, asahi and ennoshita holding tsukishima back

suga, daichi and tanaka holding you back

hinata and yachi standing inbetween yall

“AYE YO YAMAGUCHI GET YA BOY AND TELL HIS BUM ASS TO STOP TALKING MAD SHIT FORE I KNOCK HIS ASS THE FUCK OUT”

“KNOCK ME OUT THEN BITCH. KNOCK ME THE FUCK OUT LIKE YOU CLAIM YOU WOULD.”

kageyama just standing there like “bitches started fighting and i was deadass rootin for her but um... ion know now wtf do i do.”

cap’n daichi speak up like GO GET COACH UKAI AND TAKEDA TF???

he like alr bet and call that nigga freeces BECAUSE HE’S GON

more words are being said

tsuki says some REALLY slick shit

yall were RELEASED AND BABY YOU SERVED HIM THAT ONE TWO MUHAMMAD ALI COMBO PUNCH THAT MADE HIS KNEES BUCKLE LMAOAOAOOAOAOAOAO

when tanaka went in nishinoya took a hold of the phone to record

that man is becoming a professional cameraman with the angles he getting

he getting on the floor

his hands are mad fucking steady even tho he’s screaming DUMMY LOUD

tsuki bounces back and yall are back at it

them hits baby...

LOUD

everybody getting loud

nishinoya doing straight LAPS around yall SCREAMING

asahi is like the only once trying to like pull yall away but you accidentally swang on him

“damn aight im out”

he dropped that idea and went to sit down bc this getting too much for him

when he went to school today he definitely didnt think you would almost rock his shit

kageyama bust in that bitch like

“THE FEDS ARE HERE”

que for everyone look innocent

you kicked tsukishima down there and grabbed ya shit then DIPPED

yall both looking rough but tsuki..... you got him

coach ukai and takeda get there just as you book it out there

tsukishima was deadass about to chase you tf down bc that was PLAYING DIRTY

not yo fault this bitch a 6’0 tall bean pole with muskle

takeda got glasses so he was like nishinoya GET HER NEOW

nishinoya’s a fast mf so he was like alr BET

tanaka’s phone was RETRIVED AND IN HIS BAG

he def sending that to the group chat that you, coach and takeda and tsuki arent apart of bc snitches get stitches

nishinoya BOOKING IT after you

you sitting on the sidewalk with some tissues wiping your nose

nishinoya pulled up like “WASSUP MY LIL CHAMPION”

“okay so takeda sent my ass after you but imma just let you go home and imma just pretend you fought me on this then went all flash gordon on us and dipped. aight?”

“okay.”

“lets take a picture bc i’ll be damned if i dont memorialize this shit. how you feel now?”

“tired and my face hurts a lil”

“who knew yall both could pack a punch like a lunchable.”

“mh.”

yall took a pic

you KNOW the type of pic

“my homegirl just whooped some ASS lets GOOOO”

caption filter posted on his private instagram

then he let you go dummy fast

went back to takeda like nah she was gone

tsukishima got ice packs on his face, clothes ruffled, hair crazy, sports glasses crooked

that bitch is PISSED

deadass wants a round two

you on the other hand fixed yourself up and got a snack

you told ya mom that you got into a fight

even asahi cheek sting a lil

i think the whole team fw the fact you beat his ASS

walking home yamaguchi tried to talk about it to him asking if he was okay

tsukishima damn near beheaded him and yamaguchi said fuck that i wanna live past 20

on monday....

whew you were in a good ass mood

i mean lashes on hair popping lip gloss shinin like chicken grease

shit was a good day bc you WANTED to see how he looked after it

you knew you got good hits in

you on the other hand covered up your bruises with foundation (fenty)

popped on some cute ass fake (or real) glasses to hide anything else

tsukishima was PISSED lookin at you

at the end of the month yall became cool again so alls good