#i'm really not confident about this guys but i tried😥

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hello babe 😘😘 love you art!

so as I understand you like charlos more than lestappen and I'm wondering if you can explain why (I'm a huge fan of lestappen 😔)

hello my beautiful anon❤❤

well I love them both but there is still a difference. I'll try to explain if you're interested

lestappen

I love it, really. They are great and just sooo in love clearly. I honestly think that Max has a crush on Charles and like he tries not to show but it's just too damn obvious for everyone. And Charles is like more reserved in matter of showing feelings but it's also clear that he feels nervous around Max.

so I love them when we don't consider fan fiction. but I'm actually not a fan of lestappen fics.

there're maybe only a few writers whom I really enjoy reading (I don't have a very big lestappen experience though). it's just not my style really. I just don't like how people portray Charles in lestappen, because I feel like it's so out of character. because usually Max there is like a dominant and confident guy where Charles is just a whinny submissive bottom boy and it's like awful. because they are both not like this okay.

I feel like Max is more soft and awkward than people portray him and Charles is more sly and tough. so I just don't get the usual lestappen dynamics in fanfiction

and I wish I had more free time to be able to write something about them but I don't 😥😥😥

charlos

honestly i think it has the same problem as in lestappen sometimes, but it's not that severe (maybe it also comes from the fact that there are obviously so much less charlos fanfiction than lestappen lol). anyway I pray for charlos writers who write top Charles, love you all

I'm also not a very big fan of enemies to lovers trope sooo

I have no idea why I like it, literally I just chose my two favorites and smashed them together. there is a spark between them and I just love it (even if most people don't get it okay) and I think they fit so well together

ANYWAY BABES I love leversainz even more but it's not popular at all((

[herofics]

Hey! Was wondering if you did suggestive content? (I was about to put slightly but this is very much out there, still not fully down and dirty though I don't think ((unless you wanna go there? 😏/hj)) so don't worry 💀💀)

So I was wondering, Dabi, Toga and Twice separately with a gn!so, right? And the s/o is like very open and expressive with everything, very important to note that it's very, very rare to actually see them like shyly flustered for this next part 💀

So basically, one day they're like in private with their s/o and like they're in the mood and whatever and it's building up to the actual thing but like when they're like just about

The *very* open and *very* expressive and *very* confident s/o just starts acting like extremely shy and flustered / embarrassed about everything... basically just a virgin... but... times... pi. Yes. Times pi.

"Oh my god naked bodies 😃😲😳😳🤯😳🤠😳🤯😳🥳"

"OH MY GOD SEX 😟🤓🙁😎😖😥😦😲🤪🤫😐🤭🤭🤗🤪🤗😝😗🥲🥰☺🥰🙃🙃🥰☺😅😝"

"OH MY GOD WE'RE *BOTH* NAKED 🤯🥳🤠🥳🤠🥳🤠🤯🥵🤠🥵🤯🤠😥🤠😥"

"STOP WHAT IF I DONT DO IT RIGHT 💀💀💀💀"

"UHH ARE YOU SURE ABOUT LIKE... DOING... *THIS*???? 😩😫🤯🥳😈😳😳😳😳"

Puts their arms around their head (kinda like deku actually! Just remembered he does that with homegirl uraraka) and just blushes at the fact that they're maybe, possibly, PERHAPS gonna go down. Honestly also just thinks about how beautiful their s/o is all the while 😇

PLS IM SORRY FOR THIS ITS BEEN ON MY MIND FOR AGES AND IF UR UNCOMFY I UNDERSTAND LIKE BEYOND CONPLETELY BUT AS THAT ONE IMAGE I SAW LIKE MONTHS AGO SAYS

"aw man! I can't find the fic that I want on tumblr! And not even the sickos on Ao3 have it, but I can't go about writing it myself!"

So I'm begging for help to my fav fic writer here 💀 I am so sorry that you had to be cursed with this ask 🙏 I truly am

I made you some HCs, since I didn’t feel like doing scenarios and I can fit more stuff into them. I’ve been meaning to add to the rules that suggestive stuff is okay, and I hope this is okay. Toga is aged up to 18 or over and the guys are with a partner of their own age too. I have this one NSFW Dabi post if you want something actually smutty, it’s older so probably not very good. If someone doesn’t want to see posts of this type, blacklist the tag: suggestive. Thank you for requesting this, it was fun to write

Minors stay away I guess?

~Twice/Jin Bubaigawara~

•Twice has not had an intimate relationship since his incident with the whole personality split thing

•He’s very much into you, but he hasn’t pressured or even really asked about if you would like to get intimate with him, because things are enough for him as they are

•Don’t get me wrong he’s totally down to fuck if you want to, but he doesn’t bring it up

•So when you’re a stammering, flustered mess and you’re muttering about how you don’t know what you should do or what you even like really, he’s telling you he’ll make sure you enjoy it and have a good first time

•When the clothes come off you’re sitting on his lap and he’s kissing your neck and his hands are traveling up and down your sides and back

•He keeps talking the whole time, praising you and telling you how good you’re doing, but there’s probably just a little bit of degradation thrown in there too, because that’s just how he talks and is

•So don’t take it badly, if you’re not into that, he tries to keep it to the praising though

•Twice makes sure to keep asking you if you like what he’s doing, because he needs the reassurance too

•You answer his questions, and ask if you’re doing things right and if he likes what you’re doing, but otherwise it’s all moaning and whimpering from you

•Twice doesn’t care about his own pleasure that much, he just wants to make sure you enjoy yourself as much as possible

~Dabi/Todoroki Touya~

•Dabi hasn’t had many relationships, at least not very permanent ones, it’s mostly been about sex for him with the people that came before you

•But it’s different now, he wants to prioritize someone else other than himself for the first time in a long time

•So when you’re getting a bit hot and heavy and he asks if it’s okay to go further, you’re really not sure what you should say or do

•You get super awkward and whisper super quietly “I’m a virgin”

•Dabi can’t make out what you’re saying, because you’re so quiet, so he asks you to repeat yourself

•You’re a bit frustrated, sexually and just normally, so you repeat it pretty loudly

•Dabi chuckles and goes “It’s okay sweetness, I’ll take care of you”

•It’s pretty slow going at first, because he wants you to be sure that you like what’s happening

•He probably kisses every inch of your body during the whole thing, and you’re very much reciprocating

•Dabi is taking the lead in  the situation, but he makes sure you enjoy everything he’s doing as much as he does

•He can get a bit rough at times, but it isn’t his intention to hurt you, unless you want him to of course

•He doesn’t talk much but when he does, he’s praising you, telling you how good you feel and how beautiful you are

•Afterwards he holds you close and makes sure you feel alright and that you enjoyed the whole thing

~Toga Himiko~

•Toga hasn’t actually really dated anyone before you, not seriously anyway, and even if she did, she would’ve most likely just ended up killing her partner before it got intimate

•So she’s never had sex either, but she is very interested and she thinks you’d be a great person to have her first time with and maybe even experiment a bit with

•So when you’re making out and you’re both starting to feel like you want to take it a step further you ask each other if you’re up for it

•Toga is more on the “taking initiative” side, so when she’s straddling your hips and kissing and biting on your neck, she notices you seem pretty frozen in place

•So she lifts her head and you’re bright red and you’ve wrapped your arm over your eyes

•She asks if you’re okay and you start stammering like “Yeah-yeah, I’m totally fine, nothing to worry about here, no sir, I so-so know what I’m doing”

•Toga giggles a bit, because you’re so flustered and awkward, she just asks what’s bothering you and sits on top of you still

•You kinda squirm and try to avoid the question, but Toga starts tickling you and you give in quickly because you end up barely being able to breathe

•You tell her you’re a virgin and you have no experience with this stuff, so you don’t want to disappoint her or do something wrong

•She tells you she’s not experienced either, and that you don’t know how it is until you try

•You’re both fumbling around, you more than Toga but still

•Toga is taking the lead a bit and you’re both exploring each other’s bodies, inch by inch

•Toga takes your hand and puts it on her lower belly, letting you decide where to go from there

•It’s a great time for both of you, many good times are achieved, many times in a row, by both of you

•Toga bites a lot though, so there is bound to be some blood involved, but not too much, because she is pretty much like a vampire

•In the end you’re both pretty tired, but very, very happy

[oinkawa-bb]

synopsis: you're volunteering at the all-japan youth training camp, and you actually make some friendly admirers along the way. but there’s one black-haired, frowny setter boy who stands out the most to you.

word count: 1.3k

mentions: pure fluff, gender neutral volleyball player!reader, cw food/eating

even if it meant taking off a week from your own training, it was beyond exciting to volunteer for the all-japan youth training camp—but as much as you tried to remind yourself that this was a priceless opportunity, you were inevitably envious of those who would actually get to play this week.

so here you were, strolling towards the front of the ajinomoto national training center with your hands shoved deep into your winter coat pockets, a wool scarf engulfing the lower half of your face, and a scowl resting on your lips as you huff and puff against the itchy fabric, pondering about how great it would feel to be in uniform instead of typical winter clothing.

“someone’s a lil’ cold, aren’t they?”

you hear a man chuckle behind you, and you feel your cheeks burn up as you turn around and catch sight of a tall, blonde boy sporting a clean black undercut and a teasing smile. he walks quickly, but once he reaches you, he slows down to match your pace, taking his hands out of his tracksuit pockets to cross his arms.

“what’s a cutie like you doing here? it doesn’t look like yer here for the camp,” he remarks, leaning forwards to catch a peek of your frowning face shielded by  the hood of your coat. 

you mutter under your breath that you’re volunteering at the camp to catch balls and do some other dumb tasks rather than actually playing, and he smiles slyly.

“work hard then ‘cause you’ll still hav’ to keep up with me.”

you could’ve sworn that he winked at you before he nonchalantly sped up his pace and entered the building. what an ass, you thought to yourself, silently cursing him as you reach the front doors.

but as you enter the main gymnasium, the sight of the huge volleyball courts and the flat screen television live broadcasting the entire gym leave you speechless and forgetful of the encounter that occurred just moments ago. you can’t help but gape open-mouthed at your surroundings as you stand in the middle of the two courts and take in the sight of everything from the huge light fixtures dangling above to the multitude of players warming up. 

there’s a tap on your shoulder, and a boy with floppy chestnut hair and thick, round eyebrows is grinning sheepishly at you.

“are you lost?”

at this moment, your cheeks flare up again when you realize that you’re the only one in the whole gymnasium bundled up in thick winter clothing. and with that, you notice that many of the boys in the room are glaring at you confusedly too.

“oh no, i-i’m just a volunteer,”

you smile politely back at the boy, frantically pulling off your coat and scarf and bowing your head towards him. he looks like he’s about to introduce himself and extend his hand, but you’re already rushing towards the front of the gymnasium to meet with the coordinator and escape the eyes that seem to follow you everywhere.

quickly after the coach introduces himself and delivers a typical motivational spiel, the boys of the camp are warming up and playing practice sets. you stand at the end of one of the courts, intently following the ball with your eyes and thoroughly tracking the players and their next moves. 

as the morning progresses, you learn the names of many of the players��from atsumu the prick you met outside the training center to komori the sweet boy who initially asked if you were lost. but there’s one boy who draws your attention the most out of everyone in the room.

whether it’s admiration for his skill or just solely physical attraction or a combination of both, you can’t take your eyes off of tobio kageyama. 

so much so that one time the ball actually comes straight at your face and takes your eyes off of him for you. and unfortunately for you, the boys see this happen—so you’re almost certain that at this point they must think you’re an absolute fool. 

but you’re actually unaware of how some of them steal admirable glances at you during breaks or leave their fingers lingering over yours for a few seconds too long as you hand them a water bottle. or even the select few of them (looking at atsumu) that like to check your expression as soon as they pull off an impressive play.

the boys of the training camp think your intense game expression and devotion to the game is more adorable than anything, and so you actually slowly find yourself warming up to casual conversation with the ones who approach you.

actually, you warm up to nearly all of them except for kageyama—the first year player from karasuno with messy black hair and cold eyes focused on setting and really nothing else. 

honestly, it isn’t until lunch that he even takes notice of you. 

sitting alone at a table and sipping milk through a straw, the setter is caught off guard when his eyes meet yours. he’s a bit startled at first by your intense and enthusiastic glare, reminding him of a certain orange-haired doofus back at home. 

but when he processes that you’re just looking for a spot to sit, he absentmindedly scoots over and shifts his tray (even though the entire table he’s sitting at is empty). the poor boy blushes and glances down when he notices how dumb he probably appears to look, but what he doesn’t see is the grin that crosses your face as you approach his table.

you introduce yourself first, and before kageyama has the chance to introduce himself, you blabber that you know who he is and also how talented he is and now both of you sport flushed cheeks and the inability to make eye contact. 

however, as you attempt to make conversation and start talking about your own volleyball team and teammates, his ears perk up and he’s listening intently. 

and with that, your conversation begins to bounce back and forth as he starts to talk about his team too—about hinata “the wannabe ace” to tsukishima the “unnecessarily tall, four eyed jerk” to just about everyone else on his team. 

lunch goes by quickly that day. a little too quickly, in kageyama’s opinion.

but as the days go by, and with each lunch that passes, the two of you grow to know each other better—you learn about the time hinata served directly into kageyama’s head, and the two of you share a lot of good laughs about mishaps. your conversations even sometimes draw the attention of other guys at the camp who occasionally join you at the table, only to be deterred by the fact that kageyama’s eyes are only for you and vice versa.

when the final day of camp arrives, your friendship with kageyama is set in stone the moment you hand him an extra milk carton that you picked up from the lunch line. he feels the same warmth rush to his cheeks as it did the first day when you sat with him, and he murmurs his appreciation with his eyes avoiding yours, solely making eye contact with the cow on the milk carton. 

before practice ends that day, you muster up the courage to scribble your number down on the back of a paper, crumple it up, and shove it into kageyama’s palm in passing. 

“maybe i’ll see you around, country bumpkin?”

and as the tips of his ears go bright red and a soft smile graces his lips, you know this won’t be the last time you’ll hear from tobio kageyama.