#it's not actually that serious i get feeling second hand embarrassment over this ofc. i get that

[nartml]

"I stopped watching when Hinata snuck into that—"

Y'all are exaggerating, I promise you, it's not that bad 🙏

I've seen some people saying that they even DROPPED THE SHOW?

"Doritos are so spicy" type beat 💀

Snowflakes, all of you.

Embarrassing.

[l-in-the-light]

The most embarrassing series of posts about Lawlu you will ever read: edition Dressrosa (part 5)

Are we ready for the feels? Because my "Love is a Hurricane tale" of Lawlu analysis continues on into Dressrosa, the land of love and passion! In this episode we will focus on Luffy and Law seperately. This post will be much more serious as well. Lots and lots of scrutinizing analysis ahead!

Let's point out two things here: apparently it was Sanji who was the rebel and left as the first one, attracted to amazing smells. Luffy on the other hand, actually tried to get closer to Law and listen properly.

And, one group of people is now enteirely missing. For once, it wasn't Luffy's fault, he wasn't even the first one to venture out and that tells us a lot already. Law, despite rather displeased with that outcome, decides not to do anything about it. Perhaps one of the remaining Strawhats told him not to worry about it... but would they say it? We're left with Nami, Usopp, Brook, Chopper, Robin and Momo. They're kinda a bunch of people easily scared and paranoid. Robin is the only exception, but she would rather just chuckle at all the chaos that's happening rather than reassure anyone.

I think the more likely option is Law trying to play it cool so that the rest won't worry too much. Whether he's personally worried or not wouldn't have mattered, he already feels like taking care of these people is his responsibility and he needs to be strong for them. He probably did worry himself a bit here. Let's switch to Luffy from now on:

As fast as Luffy realized (thanks to Sanji) that things aren't going as predicted, he tries to find a fast fix for it himself. I mean, he had a pretty good idea about it, sadly he was stopped with his attempt. This will start a streak of Luffy's attempts to actually stick to the plan, as disbelieving as that sounds right now. After all, he didn't listen to the end about the plan, obviously Luffy doesn't care??

If he doesn't care, why is his initial reaction towards Zoro slightly angry here? Oh, maybe because Law assigned them into one group and Luffy realizes *they have to stick together*. That's exactly why he left after Sanji (who shouldn't actually be in their group, but nevermind), it wasn't just for adventure (ofc that was important as well), it was to stay with their group. Ofc right after Luffy quickly snaps into his usual happy go lucky attitude, thinking it would be fun to chase Zoro, but let's keep in mind that's his second reaction, not the first one, and that's already giving us a hint what will be Luffy's priority from now on.

Luffy is unusually interested in finding the smiles factory. Concerned even. Perhaps he was keeping in mind Law's warning that finding the factory won't be easy and is reminded now of that.

Putting aside Luffy's clear PTSD reaction here (proving us he's still not over Ace's death, because why would he be), despite the fact he declares he wants flame-flame fruit, he doesn't immediately jump to the decision of doing everything he can to get it. It's actually only after Franky's encouragement that he makes his final decision! Very unusual for Luffy to hold back on something that important for him and needing encouragement. It's Luffy who encourages people usually, he just goes and reaches his hands to grab what he wants without fretting over it. I wonder why is he hesitating so much?

Ofc Luffy's enthusiasm to stay undercover is lovely, but he still almost fails with it right afterwards, because, well, he's Luffy. And why does he need to stay undercover? Oh right, so someone's plan in Dressrosa wouldn't be affected!

Meanwhile we have Law who tries to play it calm and cool for the group, but he's actually growing anxious. There are already two signs that the plan is going to have more problems than expected, since people in Dressrosa act normal despite their king abdicating, and then CP0 arrives. He won't voice his doubts explicitly though, he knows he needs to keep morale of the group up. But when they make it to the bridge, he already decided not to use his devil fruit to save up strength, he knows there will be problems up ahead thanks to all those signs.

It's kinda heartwarming but also a bit sad to see Luffy holding back so much. At all times he tries his best not to blow his cover. But Luffy is really terrible at lying, so he's fretting around a lot, clearly stressed from all the unfavourable developments. He even tries to stop himself from cheering on for Bellamy, something he would usually do without a second thought. Officially he claims he's doing it for Franky, but we all know why Franky told Luffy to be undercover: it was all for Law's plan to succeed, and attracting attention would be bad for it. It's not very direct, but all of Luffy's efforts are actually for Law and his plan.

Law remembered his own nature: giving out orders expecting others to live up to them. He's indeed just like Luffy here haha. Though we can excuse him a little, the situation was bad after all. Luffy meanwhile does it all the time.

Top images: Again, poor distressed Luffy is afraid his identity will be revealed and he will be the one responsible for blowing up Law's plan. He really doesn't want to disappoint him. Compare this to when he inflitrates the castle with Viola later on (bottom images), he doesn't even hesitate to take off his disguise even though his cover wasn't even blown yet. Only after Luffy removes his koi fish costume, the guy realized it was Strawhat Luffy. But Luffy doesn't care anymore for being undercover.

The contrast is shocking with the previous image. It just proves how much he was struggling and bracing himself to stay in that disguise in the collosseum, it must have been hard for him. But Luffy would try his best and beyond for Law. He just would do the same for Ace, that's why he couldn't ignore flame-flame fruit bait.

Luffy got fed by Rebecca, so he feels like he owes her. He listens to her story, about the country, about the toy soldier, he clearly wants to help her, but he stays silent. Again, unusual reaction for Luffy, normally he would be already enthusiasthically shouting that he will get rid of Doflamingo for Rebecca. But, beating up Doffy wasn't part of Law's plan, so Luffy just sits quietly, torn internally.

Let's compare it to, let's say, Drum Island Arc. Luffy doesn't hesitate at all. That's the Luffy we know.

Luffy is still listening to Rebecca. Gets reminded of Goa Kingdom. He still doesn't declare he will kick Doffy's ass. His resolve to not disappoint Law is really strong, if he's able to stop himself like that.

Law puts up a tough front, but I think he's kinda bluffing here, just throwing Doflamingo's words back at him. Internally, he must be worrying and hoping he won't mess things up himself, that he's able to withhold Doflamingo long enough.

It's not even a matter of whether he believes in what he says himself, but the dedication: he will do anything in his might. Is it for the plan, that backfired on him already? Or did his reason shift, yet again, to what it was in Punk Hazard and that means keeping Luffy relatively safe? He didn't put Luffy in his own group, the one that was at most risk, he didn't leave him up on Sunny (he probably would have wanted to, but not even Law can control Luffy's deep craving for adventure). Law is now just buying time so Luffy's group can destroy the factory; that's his chosen way of keeping them out of trouble and instead taking it all up on himself.

Another bluff from Law. We know he doesn't know what that D. even stands for, so there's no way he could have that much faith in it. After all Law is having trouble believing in things after Flevance. He says this line just because he knows it will rile up Doflamingo, and also because of his trust in Corazon. Cora-san lied a lot though so there's no way Law would take that line at face value and not doubt it at all.

Riling up Doflamingo is a sign that Law allowed him to play on his emotions. Provoking him here will end up in a disastrous result for Law. But let's rewind a moment earlier, Doffy is on a call with his subordinate, telling them to make the factory's security stronger. Ofc Law would lose his calm over that. Because who's in the group destroying the factory? Luffy. Law took it as his personal duty to keep him safe.

Back to Luffy's side now. Wait a moment. Luffy tells his crew to stop the rebellion in the oppressed country?? Despite having been fed by Rebecca and owing her a favour? Did someone just exchange Luffy with an alien here?? That's not the Luffy we know!

Though to be fair, even if it's a bit of a backwards logic, he does think it will help Rebecca as well, because she doesn't want the toy soldier to be in danger. But look at Zoro's reaction here. He's clearly taken aback. Our Zoro, the very first crewmate of Luffy, who was with him practically from the very start. And that Zoro is surprised by Luffy's reaction. He expected him to fully support the rebellion. If that's not the final argument to how strange Luffy is behaving, then I doubt anything can convince you.

His crewmates are getting involved with the rebellion, but Luffy is still quiet and refusing to go against Law's plan. Franky finally loses it and says he will do it, even if it means he will have to do it alone.

And that's finally the moment Luffy breaks his resolve. He's not gonna leave a crewmate alone. He's gonna help with that plan as well, just to fullfill Rebecca's wish, already planning to leave the collosseum before the final fights. It took Luffy only like 30 chapters to finally decide to do what he truly wants to do. For Luffy liberating countries and making people free is very important. He knows already that the peace is Dressrosa is only a facade and he hates when peace is just a facade, it's not a true peace to him. He would go fly some punches the moment he realizes that. The only reason he didn't was Law.

But let's keep in mind, it doesn't paint Law as a bad guy here. His original plan did involve dethroning Doflamingo, just indirectly, not through punching him in the face. Luffy believes Law to be the good guy who also wants to help this country, so he believes in Law's plan. But Luffy will never leave his crewmate in need and that's the only reason Luffy decided to go against Law's plan in the end. We don't know how it would end, would Luffy still try to stop the rebellion after he joined with them? We will sadly never know.

Before they even know what's going on, Luffy's face is already very worried. He clearly has a bad feeling. Perhaps it's an early sign of his future sight talent that will evolve only much, much later. In this case it activated not because Luffy himself was in danger, but because he had a bad feeling someone dear to him is.

What an interesting reaction from Luffy after he realized Doflamingo got Torao. "Torao, why are you fighting with Mingo?!" why would Luffy care about it in a moment like this? Oh, perhaps because he was still believing in Law's plan and facing Doffy was never part of it. That's your final proof that Luffy took this whole operation seriously, he constantly was thinking about Law and his plan, and trying not to disappoint him, so of course he's shocked beyond all logic that Traffy himself went against it. He didn't have much choice, at least that's what Law believes. He would never take an alternative: backing out, because then full attention of Doflamingo would focus on Luffy's group.

And here we go, Luffy's reaction to Law passing out from the lead bullets. Flashback to Ace and Marineford definitely played itself inside Luffy's head at this moment.

How dare you, Mingo, indeed.

Screaming after him, trying to leave and forgetting seastone bars make it impossible for him, very distressed but calmed himself down because he can feel Law's soul didn't yet leave his body. That's probably the first reference to Luffy's skill of being able to tell when someone is just passed out and when they're dead or close to dying (it's the last option in this case btw).

Despite all the chaos and worry, Luffy is still focused enough to realize that the plan did go astray and is so very taken aback. He might even wonder if it's somehow his own fault here, after all he did go to the collosseum, if he didn't then maybe the situation wouldn't evolve the way it did. He probably thinks he could have destroyed that factory super fast if he just wasn't so obssessed with flame-flame fruit.

Nami seems to get it. First it was Zoro who understood how surprisingly important this thing is for Luffy, now Nami understood it as well. And Nami helps Luffy come up with the best option: how to not destroy Law's plan any further by making sure they have the winning hand, because at the end of the day, that's the most important thing, right? Law wanted to keep Momo, Caesar and Smiles away from Doflamingo, so even if anything else about the plan fails, they will make sure this part succeeds no matter what.

Nami does it for Luffy, not for Law, because she realized Luffy cares a lot. She's always there supporting his decisions and wishes, no matter how reckless they are, even if they scare her, just like she does when she's navigating: making sure her skills will bring them anywhere Luffy wants and needs to go. She does the same for him here, just on different level: navigating the plan.

For Luffy, respecting Law's wishes and goals is important. He doesn't want another Ace scenario in which Law sacrifices everything, his dreams, people important to him, his ambitions, just to keep Luffy safe. Those two truly understand each other on a very intimate level, it seems.

And so Luffy makes his decision. Keeping Law safe is more important than sticking to the original plan, but he will leave it up to his crewmates to gather the scattered pieces together so that Law's wishes are fullfilled. He entrusts that with them, meanwhile focusing on what he wants to do the most. And what's that again? Helping Rebecca? Destroying factory? Exposing the darkness of Dressrosa and beating Mingo? Oh no, wait. He says it here: to get Torao back.

Are you disgusted already? I am a bit lol <3

Luffy worrying for his crewmates. On the surface level, nothing unusual right? Because he cares for them, it's to be expected. Except Luffy never worries for them, instead he trusts them. In Punk Hazard when his crew barely made it to escape the gas he didn't worry openly like that, he trusted in his crewmates instead. Usopp even points it out that he wishes Luffy sometimes didn't have that much faith in them, because it can get overwhelming how he needs to meet up his expectations.

But here instead Luffy just worries about his crew. Must be because now, after seeing Law defeated by Mingo, he takes his words about how strong Mingo is even more seriously than before. He believes Law to be so strong after all. He doesn't even have to face Doffy himself to know what Law's defeat means. He's willing to take a bet based on someone else's experience, which is also rather unusual in Luffy's case - he normally always needs to test things out himself, doesn't believe other people's opinions or rumours. Again Law proves to be a rare exception.

I dunno how you all feel about this panel, but seems for Luffy, shit just got very personal. In the frame before (I won't put it here because it takes full page) we see three figures: Toy Soldier (symbolizing Franky's wish to help tontattas with the rebellion), Rebecca (Luffy's debt over the food) and Law. Those are the three reasons that push Luffy to make his decision. He wants to beat Mingo's ass for all of those reasons: because his crewmates want to, because he wants to help Rebecca and... because he wants to get payback in Law's stead. I mean, why else would Law be one of Luffy's reasons here? Beating up Mingo was still not part of Law's plan, so he's not doing it to respect Law's wishes in any way. No, if someone messes with Luffy's crewmate, then they mess up with Luffy, that's just how shit goes.

Wait, didn't you mean to write "friend"? Law isn't Luffy's crewmate! We will get to it in part 2 ;)

Now, after finding out about Sabo being still alive, Luffy can't stop crying or calm himself at all. Zoro's getting super annoyed with him, scolding him, hitting him and nothing works UNTIL he drops Torao's name. Suddenly Luffy gets his shit back together enough to actually say what? "I'll save Torao!" geezas so gross Even his face grows more determined. Reuninting with Sabo was important, but so is saving Torao. They're probably on same level in Luffy's mind and that alone is honestly insane to think about.

Damn, seeing how this post covered only 30 chapters, you can all expect there will be like 3 more parts just focused on Dressrosa alone.

Do let me know if you got convinced with my analysis or not :) or do you still think Luffy didn't care even for a moment about Law and his plan in Dressrosa?

[bomber-grl]

Hiro affection headcannons

Pairing(s): Hiro Hamada x Gn!Reader

Knowing how hiro is , it’d be best to assume the ways he tends to show affection aren’t all that romantic at first glance

He gets so awkward whenever you give the slight implication that something is romantic

So, the only way he can properly function is if his actions are under the guise of being funny or just him joking around

So more often than not you and hiro will be bickering about whatever and honestly at each others throats 😭

Hiro will go AT you

He’s merciless with his insults and despite how horrible and childish they are he’s proud nonetheless

Ofc it’s mutual and always done if the other is comfortable

However, if you were to ever want to do anything that inherently romantic hiro won’t be completely opposed, but it’ll take him some time

You’d be the one that would have to take the initiative and go out of your way to romance him

You can usually tell when he’s taken off guard, especially with how he’d stiffen up and try his best to face away from you

I mean you can obviously tell how red his face is but if anything, he’s doing it to save face and not end up being teased by you once he gets his confidence back 😭

On the more serious note, he knows how frustrating it must be if you ever want to hug or kiss or even just hold his hand.

He knows how difficult he can be but it’s honestly just difficult for him to express affection especially if that affection is towards someone who is his s/o

Now that we’ve established that hiro is a bundle of nerves let’s get onto the actual acts

So when you decided to hug hiro it wasn’t exactly a conscious decision

It was sorta in the moment and you’d only have realized because of how hiros face and body language told you everything you needed to know

+ his voice crack when he tried to speak 🤭

Well onto to the actual acts-

When you initially held hiros hand it was more spontaneous than anything 😭

It’s honestly nerve wrecking and before you could even do anything it was hiro who did it first

You looked towards your hands and his was clasped over yours

It was more than awkward but you could tell it took everything out of hiro

It was best to assume it was because he felt guilty for making it seem like he didn’t really care

Either way it wasn’t like you could tell him anything since he ended up freaking out after 6 seconds and wiping his hand , saying that they were “too sweaty”

Which was probably the case too

If you ever hold hiro hostage and try to hold his hands for a good time, he’ll let you but don’t expect hiro to say anything

He doesn’t trust his voice

What’s worse than the state he’s already in? Is that fact you shove it in his face and make him feel even worse 😭

With all relationships y’all are likely to kiss

And for hiros case it was not only his first kiss with you but just in general

The first few times you try to initiate a kiss he’ll totally freak and bail

I mean you can ofc tease him and he’ll be at your mercy-

But it’s just best to give him some space

It’s only like a few months later that the both of you are chilling and you decide to kiss him

You’d probably be in his lab or room and once you kiss him he’d reciprocate

But once the kiss ends he’s having a mini panic attack and totally freaks out internally, if it isn’t already physically visible

He’d probs trip in the process of yeeting himself away from you afterwards 🧍‍♀️

And if you’re in his room in the scenario then this would alert Baymax, worst? Cass

Either way Baymax is totally there to make it even more embarrassing and awkward for hiro by pointing out your heart rates

If you make a habit at hugging, holding his hand or even just kissing his cheek then you’d have to give him a moment 😭

He won’t push u away tho

Luckily these moments are basically free times for you to tease and absolutely make fun of him 😼

Yknow, In the case this degenerate decides to poke fun at you

When they go low, I go lower

[selfishdoll]

Hi!! Can I request a NSFW alphabet for Kashimo?? Thanks❤️ take care of yourself ❤️❤️

NOW PLAYING…. SHE

Uh, and you touch yourself after hours

NSFW ALPHABET w/ KASHIMO HAJIME

cw: mature & suggestive themes, ooc kashimo (ofc), improper use of cursed technique, mdni, etc.

the way i was so excited for this 🤭🤭 like lowkey this is my first request. ty very much & i hope you enjoy it! <33

A ╲ AFTERCARE.

to put it bluntly, kashimo was not good at aftercare— at first. once you two were done he was jumping out of bed (or leaving you against some random surface he had pinned you against), leaving to go back to what he was doing previously. when you finally opened your mouth and explained you needed aftercare (especially given how rough he was), kashimo obliged, albeit begrudgingly. the next few times however, he’s come to enjoy it as much as you do; feeling light at the way you would smile each time he gently massaged you or picked you up. just seeing you content and safe with him soothed him.

B ╲ BODYPART.

kashimo hajime takes pride in his physique, and he should; given he’s spent many years honing his skills and body to become a great sorcerer. but to pick a favorite, it would have to be his arms. they’re reliable, strong enough to take down cursed spirits without as much as a sweat, and strong enough to lift and move you around how he pleases. even if you are a bigger girl, he doesn’t care— even gets a little offended if you think he’s gonna drop you. he’s always proved you wrong.

this one is easy. kashimo is definitely an ass man. i’m sorry, he is. the man claims he always walks behind you for safety but most of the time his eyes are trained on your ass. loves the way it feels his hands when he grabs it, or how you whine when he spanks you; he can’t get enough of it. and when he’s taking you from behind his eyes are trained on that exact spot, watching the way your cheeks shake with each thrust into you. it’s so erotic to him.

C ╲ CUM.

i like to think kashimo eats well given his form and stamina, so his cum wouldn’t taste bad at all. it’s not fruity or magical, or anything; but it isn’t something you don’t mind swallowing. it’s thick and a pearly white.

i’m sorry, i couldn’t go into detail because talking about this made me laugh.

D ╲ DIRTY SECRET.

now, the first time you ever asked kashimo to lightly electrocute you, he mocked you. lowkey called you a pervert and teased you heavily for it— but you ended up getting your wish. just a gentle shock every now and then to send you over the edge, watching your face change to the prettiest expression ever.

so, one day, the idea pops into his head. he could electrocute himself just to see what the fuss was about. it took a minute for kashimo to actually do it after the idea plagued his mind, given he found it a little embarrassing and weird.

but when he’s seated on your shared bed, legs open while fisting his cock with one hand— close to releasing, he does it. focusing on his sensitive tip and pushing himself over the edge. the sound that released from him was downright pornographic, tremors running through his body as he slowly recovered.

he’s only done that once. and no, he would never tell you about it.

E ╲ EXPERIENCE.

plenty experienced. he hasn’t had boat loads of sex with other people, but enough so he knows what he’s doing.

F ╲ FAVORITE POSITION.

anything that shows off his strength & allows him to see your face clearly. so definitely a mating press. he hates the way you cover your face from him, so this a sure fire way to make sure he sees everything.

full nelson is also a second favorite, with cowgirl being the third. of course, even if you’re on top he has all the control.

G ╲ GOOFY.

is not overly serious during sex. he’s not cracking jokes or anything, but he will smile at you — albeit mischievously — and chuckle if you say something he finds funny.

H ╲ HAIR.

first & foremost, the carpet matches the drapes. we were all wondering & i’m here to confirm it.

kashimo keeps himself tidied, not a lot of hair there for his own preference. his happy trail isn’t thick either, a soft tuft of cyan running down under his navel.

I ╲ INTIMACY.

kashimo can be sweet when he wants to be, when he thinks you deserve it. if you’ve been good he’s for calling you sweetheart or pretty girl, complimenting the way you look under him. lips never detaching himself from your own. if he knows you’re having a bad day, he will worship your body, taking care of you numerous times before he even pushes into you. ignores your pleads for his cock, declaring he needs to explore every inch of you and remind you how beautiful you are.

when you aren’t being good, well.. the sweetness is paired with degradation that would make any other girl cry.

J ╲ JACK OFF.

hajime doesn’t jack off a lot as he much rather get pleasure from you. the few times he does are when he’s away from you, yet his mind is still completely swarmed with you. your body, your voice, that one time you bent over infront of him in shorts. he gets frustrated though during it, annoyed he’s using his hand instead of your pretty mouth or pussy.

K ╲ KINK.

i like to think he has quite a few such as: breeding, dumbification, spanking, choking, & breath play. & no i will not be elaborating :)

L ╲ LOCATION.

kashimo is not picky about location. doesn’t care where you are, doesn’t care whose around— if he’s aroused, he’s pulling you to the nearest private spot and going to town. it’s exactly why you’re so careful when the two of you are in public, assuring you aren’t switching infront of him or leaning down near him.

but of course, all that carefulness doesn’t work.

M ╲ MOTIVATION.

simply you turn him on. you in a dress, you naked, you in pants, you cooking, you, you, you. the first thoughts he has are innocent enough until they delve deeper, relishing in the fact you are his and only his. that’s enough to turn him on, amazed at how lucky he got to get you.

but in special situations, you wearing anything that hugs your body. so he sees every curve, roll, everything.

N ╲ NO.

no sharing you. will never share you. it’s a hard no.

O ╲ ORAL.

before i even started writing for this man i labeled him as a munch, i mean— look at him?? will eat the pussy for breakfast, lunch, and dinner if he could.

that’s not to say he doesn’t like you going down on him, kashimo loves it nearly as much as he loves eating you out. loves watching the way you choke on him, pretty lips wrapped around his cock while your tear filled eyes stare up at him. you looked so pretty to him, and he’ll tell you so— all while shoving himself deeper inside; tip hitting your poor throat.

P ╲ PACE.

most times kashimo fucks you fast and deeply, making you come within a manner of minutes. he’s in no rush, he just enjoys watching you come undone so easily from him.

when he’s being gentle and slow, it doesn’t last long given how needy you can be. something he loves but loves more to mock you on.

Q ╲ QUICKIE.

doesn’t mind them, but prefers to take his time with you or rather make you orgasm at least more than once. but, if he can get one in, he will.

R ╲ RISK.

depends on the risk. if it’s something that can hurt you badly, it’s a no. using his cursed technique is the only exception really. sure, you’re cute when crying but he would hate to hurt you badly.

now risk when it comes to public sex is something he doesn’t mind. mostly because, anyone that questions you or him better be able to beat him in a fight.

S ╲ STAMINA.

he’s a trained martial artist and an excellent jujutsu sorcerer— he could go on for hours if you left him.

T ╲ TOYS.

kashimo doesn’t own toys himself, you and his hand is enough for him. however, he doesn’t care if you use toys on yourself. not an insecure man, knows you’ll come crawling once the intimate objects are not enough.

the first time he catches you using a toy (it was a dildo), he plays up the jealous/annoyed lover act (you seeing through it instantly), ordering you to continue infront of him. all the while he softly teased and mocks you, asking if it was enough for you, did it fill you like he did? and when you finally come from it, you turn to him thinking he would touch you.

to your disappointment, kashimo left you there, a mess.

U ╲ UNFAIR.

a relentless teaser. all for denying you release or making you beg for it. loves watching you struggle to form words whether from how embarrassed you are or from how dumb he’s fucking you.

V ╲ VOLUME.

is not a loud man. when the two of you first got to together it was almost like fucking a serial killer. he wasn’t completely quite but grunts and moans were definitely kept to a minimum.

this changed however, when you informed him you liked to hear him. now he will stuff his face into your neck when he’s close, groaning right there against your ear.

W ╲ WILDCARD.

doubt there’s anything wilder then electrocuting himself.

X ╲ X-RAY.

typical martial artist physique; built and lanky with strong, large arms. muscular thighs with a (surprisingly) small waist.

moving on, the man is hung. a good 5-6 inches with a swollen tip and a thick base. loves to wear sweatpants around you because you are not good at hiding your glances to his crotch.

Y ╲ YEARNING.

his sex drive matches yours. if you want to fuck like bunnies, he’ll match that. if you want to fuck every other week, that’s fine too. he didn’t seek out a relationship with you only for sex and besides, kashimo has other things to do.

Z ╲ ZZZZ.

rarely does he go to sleep straight after sex. most of the time he’s not tired and will just sit there with you until you fall asleep. only then will he get up to do something whether to train or make you something to eat for when you wake up.

he never leaves for a mission while you’re asleep. much rather wait for you to wake up or wake you up himself.

[not-me-simping-for-blasty]

hiiiiii! can i request some cute sick bakugou headcannons plzzz? thx!

hi hi !!!! sure sure ofc @unicorneri

bakugou has a fever hcs:

- plays it off for as long as possible. like literally he’s pale as a ghost, coughing up a lung and bakugou will be like “i’m fine - mind your own fuckin’ business”

- he’ll borderline abuse vitamin c supplements and other natural remedies to try and curb the sickness before it can develop into smthing worse

- the only way he finally succumbs to just being sick is when the fever hits n his job performance tanks

- but when he does finally admit he’s sick??? good lORD

- get ready for bakugou’s sick WEEK. bc at this point he’s refused to acknowledge it for so long that its def gonna be a week long recovery period at least

- won’t let u in the bedroom under any circumstances for the first day or two. has this super intense weird thing ab not wanting to get u sick (finally caves and lets u in when the fever peaks super high and his brain is real foggy)

- fights with his blankets,,, literally in there tussling around n trying to throw them off him when he gets too hot

- when he has u on lock out, he’ll call u just to hear u talk to him. insists its so you “don’t get lonely and shit” ,,, but cmon. he’s so see-thru,, he’s clearly the lonely one!!!

- if you’re someone with cold hands, bakugou rlly likes when u put ur fingers on his cheeks while he’s burning up with fever. leans into ur hands like a puppy and straight up whines when his feverish skin starts to make your hands too hot

- very serious ab taking medication. sets alarms n everything

- mans likes a bath. u start to wonder if he drowned in there bc he spends sm time just soaking

- WHINER. no literally - swear to god every two seconds ab “my nose is stuffy” or “i’ve got a headache” n looking at u with big eyes like u’ll just somehow figure out how to fix it

- insists you put on one of your favorite shows for him to watch,,,, which is rlly rich considering at any other time he’d be mouthing off ab how “stupid” that same show was

- sometimes says his fever is “going up” more than necessary. then insists that you should take his temperature with the back of your hand, and absolutely not with the thermometer (he just wants u to be all gentle n sweet n lean over him n touch his face!!!)

- uncharacteristically sweet. not like, actually sweet, bc c’mon its still bakugou,,, but u know, more letting u pet his hair without a fight and less trying to bite your fingers off first for fun. think, like, maybe a lion given a horse tranquilizer ??

- crazy dreamer ,, rollin around, doin sprints in the sheets. u better sleep on the floor for ur own health n safety

- if u prop him up against the headboard with pillows, n then sit down next to him, he’ll slump over to rest his head on your shoulder instead. dont look at him tho. he’ll get flustered and sit back up

bOnUs:

his favorite sick days are the 3rd/4th one in, when he’d finally on the mend and lucid, but not well enough to go back in to work quite yet.

bakugou likes it bc he can pretend to still be sicker than he is - so you’ll take care of him just the same!!! he gets to soak it up without feeling embarrassed bc he’s still “sick” and in his mind he can justify it

[casualavocados]

talking about ep6 and how much it means to me is...hard actually. sometimes. because there are so many reasons. reasons that feel silly to me on occassion and reasons that have all been said before but i have to say again because it will never not get to me, how rare it is to see any of this. rare in a bl and rare in entertainment in general tbh.

i can’t believe this show is allowed to have lines like “when there are other people around, talking to you feels like a matter of life and death.” / “what can we do? we’re just born this way.” and have the context not be about homophobia. the way pat and pran get to go out to the market and get groceries together like it’s nothing, be told they look cute together in passing without consequences, experiencing those things they missed out on in high school - which alludes to the way queer ppl irl share many of those domestic moments later in life. the way pran comes downstairs when pat rings his doorbell and hangs back and watches their parents confront is explicitly a metaphor for wanting and being drawn to something you know you should not or cannot have, mixed with the feelings of being something “different” than what your parents want for you.

these moments just hit so hard. they are so small. and yet they mean so much. 

then ofc there’s the huge focus on communication this episode - the way pat hurts and struggles and tries over and over to reach out to pran, slowly learning to meet pran where he is, all along respecting pran’s boundaries enough to not cause a scene himself but also not backing down from his own needs. it’s simply something i dont see often enough in romantic relationships in television. so much that’s portrayed to the world focuses on miscommunication and dishonesty rather than how worth it vulnerability can be. 

something that also stands out to me that started in this ep in particular (that’s why im bringing it up), is the way any sexual implications that arise are never used for jokes that play off the fact that pat and pran are a mlm couple. they’re taken seriously instead. like i’m not sure how to say this right, but the sexual tension feels so real because attention isn’t called to it. it’s just something that happens. and a lot of this also has to do with the fact that neither pat nor pran ever devolve into heteronormative, misogynistic gender roles as well (which i could talk about forever especially in the context of bl but i wont here). there are no onlookers pushing their own agendas onto the main characters ever in this series, not romantically, and not sexually. 

(not even korn in ep9 feels that way to me, because he comes across as a goofball who wants the best for his friend(s), an observer rather than someone trying to push his way into business that isn’t his. also imo he’s speedrunning his bi realization in that ep as well so he gets a pass and a pat on the head). 

and because of all that, to my astonishment, i have never once felt any second hand embarrassment watching pat and pran. whether it's a serious scene like the newspaper game in ep6 or a silly scene like the one in pat’s room in ep7 - everything feels like it’s just for them. not catering to the audience. they’re allowed to be goofy, they’re allowed to be serious, they’re allowed to be visibly attracted to each other - without the show making a big deal out of it. and to me, that makes it a big deal. the fact that it is so normal. and ofc so much meta has been written about the casual physical intimacy in this show - the fact how on the other hand, not every touch between them has sexual undertones. that they can just exist in each other’s space and it be normal.

(and i feel like that’s where a lot of disagreement comes from, from a minority of audience members. i’ve seen takes where people thought pat and pran acted more like friends than lovers once their relationship actually became romantic - and i feel like not only does that point to the twisted societal pressure to differentiate between what classifies as “romantic” and “platonic”, but also the stigma that every act between same sex couples is inherently sexual, and therefore “dirty”. so simply put, the people who have those takes just don’t understand what this series has done.)

because for real, any other bl would have shown the physicality of pat and pran’s affection and interest in each other very differently. 

idk it just really gets to me. it’s spread throughout the rest of the show ofc but i specifically remember watching ep6 for the first time and being so shocked by how subtle the difference i saw in this series was - and also shocked by how much it meant to me to see it.

so yeah, this is just a silly romcom. but also no, it’s so much more than that. and episode 5 might be the ep that began that shift, but episode 6, for me at least, is the one that solidified it. and the rest of the show just continued to do the work to prove that.

[holy-guacamoly]

Can I pls get canon universe Erwin faling for/ with an s/o 10-15 years younger than him? If you are comfortable, ofc. Let’s say he’s 36? So the s/o is 21? Like would he think it’s wrong as stop himself, or would he give in? Thanks a lot🤗

Hey Anon! <3 As long as everyone is at a legal age, I see no problem with bigger age gaps. :) Funny enough I talked about such topics with my friends just yesterday.

Temptation - Erwin Smith x GN!Reader

Warnings: age gap, suggestive content but nothing serious, kissy kissy

Erwin Smith was a man with a high morality standard. People patronized him, forcing the mask of a perfect superior on his face. It was a blessing and a curse, a perfect mixture of yin and yang, but right now it caused him nothing but pain. He knew it was wrong, reprehensible, but even Erwin was nothing more than a human being under all his titles. "Commander...Sir are you okay?" Your soft voice rang through his ear shell like a carillon hugged by the wind. His pupils turned bigger as the broadly built man tried to lay his focus on your face in the dim candlelight. Your features were so soft, so even. It reminded Erwin of sparkling glass, that got washed up on the shore, polished by the sea until there was no imperfection left. Your face wasn't emaciated by war just yet. In other words, you were perfect. And that was the reason he despised you a little, just a tiny bit. You made him feel things he wasn't supposed to feel. The commander disliked how you appeared in his dreams and how you always lingered on his mind. And above all he hated himself for canceling other cadets' office duties, so you ended up here with him. The both of you were hovering over a tower of paperwork as the nightly concert of cicadas accompanied you. "Yes, I'm perfectly fine, cadet. Thanks for asking." Erwin finally returned after what seemed like an eternity. "Y-you, can call me Y/N, Sir. I think it's only appropriate after so many nights spent together." Blue eyes widened at that statement. Nights spent together? Oh, how he wished you meant it in that certain way. "I mean...over paperwork. Sorry, that came off wrong. Forget I said anything, Sir." Like if you were able to read his mind you corrected your bold statement. If Erwin's vision weren't already blurred my black spots of tiredness he would have sworn to see a faint blush on your cheeks. God, you looked alluring. The innocence you held was something rare in a world full of war and misery. The commander would protect it with every cell of his body, that was indeed a promise he made to himself. "If I should refer to you as Y/N, you need to drop the titles as well," the blonde began, leaning back into his chair. "As you said, we certainly spent too much time together to act like strangers." Of course, there was much more to his words, than he'd actually let you know. You smiled, honestly touched by the friendly offer. It made you slightly thrilled to be this close with your superior. This was truly a special gift. Trying to hide the grin in your voice you asked, "Well Si- Erwin, can you go over document 374? I'm not really sure how to handle it." The question was more masquerade than anything else because you were already walking over to him. As you leaned over to point out the details of said document, Erwin couldn't ignore the fact that your cleavage greeted him suggestively. The buttons of your uniform were loosened due to the high temperatures and he was able to get a good glimpse of your delicate skin. An audible gulp formed in the blonde's throat as his eyes were glued to your body. How badly he wanted to rip these clothes off of you. He wanted to kiss you everywhere and make you scream his name so everyone would know you're his. "I'll...take a look at...it," Erwin whispered, reaching for the piece of paper. As his hand moved forward to its destination, it brushed against your exposed chest for a faint second. Both of your heads shot up, surprise and embarrassment lingering on your faces. Erwin cleared his throat, while he tried to search for fitting words during that storm that was raging in his head. 'This is wrong' a tiny voice echoed through his mind once again. "I'm sorry. That was inappropriate." Of all he could have said, it was this he chose to come up with? Pathetic. "Just an accident. It's okay, Erwin." You tried your best not to sound aroused, but your words came out like a purr. Without even realizing you leaned closer to him, while your counterpart certainly did the same. Just as your faces were mere inches away from each other, Erwin abruptly stood up. His whole body trembled and he slammed his hands on the table, causing you to jerk away. "No, it's not! Nothing is okay about this! I am your superior and beyond all, I am much older than you!" Words sputtered out of his mouth like an erupting volcano and to you nothing that he said made sense. Your eyes narrowed as a million voices of your subconscious roared. "I shouldn't long for you like that, but I do and for that, I am terribly sorry." In his voice lingered something erratic, something you never witnessed before. His chest went up and down as it was guided by heavy pants. For the first time in your short career, you saw Commander Erwin Smith utterly disturbed. Quietly you walked around the mahogany table until you were standing once again in front of the commander. It took all your might to stop your fingers from shaking as you reached up to cup his cheek. Your irises glistened in anticipation as you whispered, "Don't be sorry." This was the last thing you said before your lips met Erwin's. Tentatively at first, your kiss grew heated as your hands roamed over each other's bodies. Your head spun and you were sure that you'd faint if he wasn't holding you close. Every inch of skin begged to be explored by calloused fingertips. Breath mingled as your tongues ravished the delicious taste of a foreign sanctuary. You felt so many sensations. You felt everything. Now growing brave, you fidgeted with your lover's belt, to please him as you always dreamt of. But Erwin grabbed your wrist, stopping you right here and there. "No." he breathed against your cheek. It sounded weak like he didn't mean it all, but still, he refused to let go of your hand. "We can't do this, Y/N." 'This is wrong' 'This is wrong' 'This is wrong' The tiny voice repeated. You heard yourself letting out something that sounded like a whine. "Why? Don't you love me?" you mewled and the pain in your voice didn't stay unnoticed by Erwin. Slowly the commander let go of you only to gently cup your face between strong hands. His thumbs caressed your heated skin and he said, "That's the problem, my dear. I love you so much while I know I shouldn't." He stepped away, leaving you with nothing but a burning sensation on your body. The loss of touch stung like a thousand needles, drilling into your flesh. "Please don't do this to me." you whimpered. Erwin looked out of the window, scanning the indigo sky. He couldn't bear to look at you. "I'm sorry, cadet." Okay, I got carried away there. If I'm being honest with myself I see Erwin staying strong, but my romantic self wants to start a secret relationship with Y/N soooo idk what to do

[constant-creative-chaos]

Dancing with mha characters

part 1 - part 2 - part 3

kiri would ask you out of the blue, you two would probably be hanging out in his dorm one night and he’d just ask

like “baby, dance with me? 🥺”

he’d have his arms around you’re waist ofc, and he’d lay your head against his chest so you can hear his heart beat

he isn’t a good dancer but it’s all good, as long as you’re happy then he’s happy to dance with you

he wouldn’t do much other than sway, considering his poor skills

but he’d definetly him along to the songs

speaking of the songs, he’d probably play really cheesy love songs because he’s like that

laughs everytime either he or you messes up, he finds it amusing

ends up goofing off more towards the end

rating: 100/10, in conclusion, i love kirishima

you sat on kirishima’s bed, stretched out comfortably. your back against his headboard and his head in your lap, your fingers scratching gently against his scalp. he hummed along to the music playing, some song made a few years ago.

the song changed and he looked up at you, excitement flickering in his eyes, “baby, wanna dance with me?”

you stopped scratching his scalp for a moment, thinking about it. you smiled and nodded.

“yeah, i do, kiri,”

you’d have to ask him, like a lot

be persistent!!

it’s not that he doesn’t want to dance with you

it’s just that he has no fucking clue how to dance and doesn’t want to embarrass himself

he’s just s u c h a great dancer and doesn’t want to make you feel bad about your skills

no but he’s struggling,, he has no idea what he’s doing

“katsuki, just put your hands on-” “tch, i know what i’m doing dumbass”

he figures it out eventually, he had one had on your hip and the other holding yours

he buried his head in your neck so you don’t see his blush

he’s practically silent, only speaking to make a remark when you trip

he actually finds it really endearing

rating: katsuki, marry me

“katsuki, you gotta take a break. it isn’t good for you to keep at it like this,” you said rubbing his shoulder.

“yeah and what else would i do?” he grumbled, pushing his hand further down the pencil.

bakugou had been working non-stop on homework since he’d returned to the dorms that day. he had yet to take a break and he needed it, and you were about to force him into relaxing for a bit if he spent another second writing.

a small sigh left him before reaching up and grabbing your hand on his shoulder. He rubbed small shapes with his thumb and apologized.

“if you dance with me then we’ll be even,”

“alright shitty-(feature),” he paused before looking up at you through his eyelashes, “you and dancing.”

boy oh boy, sero and you dance so often

he loves dancing with you and DAMN is he good at it

he’ll dance with you at any point in time, for any reason

he spins you a lot, he’ll even lift you a little if he’s feeling it

it’s super playful

he dips you all the time

baby has the moves and loves teaching you

he’ll dance to any song, especially if you’re with him

he’s always laughing either you or talking to you while you dance together

rating: 10000/10, dancing king, only seventeen 🎶

“Mi sol, when did you get so good at this?”

sero spun you wildly in the spot, twirling you under his hand. you laughed and tumbled into his chest, still seeing the room spin around you. sero pulled back slightly to see you and your unfocused eyes.

“beginners bad luck finally wore off, i guess!”

he smiled down at you, waiting for you to lose the dizzy feeling of turning like that. he enjoyed your smile while you watched the room. but the second you’re eyes focused again he was moving around the room with you again.

“you’d best not drop me, hanta-”

he’d take you out dancing

endeavour payed for dance lessons when he was a kid - he couldn’t have his prodigy dancing like an idiot

this is an endeavour hate page

he took formal dancing lessons and would 100% take a while to loosen up with you

but he holds you very delicately, with one hand on the small of you’re back and the other holding yours

as he loosens up and relaxes he holds you closer to him

and i mean this is shouto todoroki we’re talking about, he’s quiet the whole time

he just watches you with a small smile on his face, cute as fuck-

would teach you to ballroom dance at some point, if you didn’t know

rating: 15/10, he’s a rich boy, he knows his moves

“sho, this is wonderful,” you grinned at him, “really, i appreciate this.”

he returned the smile, taking your hand in his and pulling you forward on to the dance floor. you straightened your clothes out and took his lead. the two of you began moving around the room together, following the rhythme of the song playing.

“you know how to dance formally?” he asked, watching you move with grace.

“i have no clue what i’m doing, i’m just following you,”

you’d ask and he’d: “y-you want to- i mean i’m not a good dancer- are you sure?? why??”

he’s so nervous, just give him some reassurance and he’ll be fine

he is always making sure he isn’t making you uncomfortable

he’d let you pick the music or chose from your playlist

he’d hold you by the hips after asking a few times if that was okay

he isn’t the best but he picks it up pretty quickly

he probably asked iida for dance lessons after this

n e ways, he’d probably be red the whole time

rating: 12/10, his nervousness is actually really endearing

he put his hands on your hips and pulled you toward him, glancing up to make sure you weren’t uncomfortable. you wrapped your arms around his neck loosely, moving closer to him. you started swaying to the song playing and he followed your lead. the two of you starting to step around.

“are you sure you’re okay with this,” he tapped his fingers against your hip.

you hummed and rested your head on his shoulder, finding dancing with him comforting, “ ‘s okay, izuku. i promise.”

he kissed you on the crown of your head and continued moving to the music. he started relaxing and fully taking in the moment.

tenya iida, my main man,, he also got dance lessons when he was younger

fuckin rich boy

he short circuited when you asked, just give him a moment

he was probably super excited but kept it under control

he almost certainly played some sort of ballroom music (does that make sense??)

mans full on waltzed with you-

but he’d also do a more casual dance if you wanted

he held you small of your back and waist, he’s very careful not to make you uncomfortable

he’d only be goofy if you guys are just fooling around and making jokes while dancing

other than that he’s pretty quiet

rating: 20/10, tenya please wear some goddamn contacts during training

“y/n, i’m so sorry,” iida flushed deeply, stopping his movements.

despite his time practicing dance and his thought out movements, he’s stepped on your foot. he was apologizing profusely while you just stood and laughed lightly, watching his arm chop down.

“i’m sorry, i should have watched my step and- wait are you laughing?”

“iida, it’s okay. you have nothing to worry about.”

he’d probably just randomly start dancing with you

like you could be dancing around while cleaning and he’d just join you

baby can’t dance, he just can’t

but he acts like he can

would twirl you constantly and he’d try to dip you but fail miserably 😭

electric slide lookin ass

probably just starts his playlist and dances to random songs

he’s so goofy omg-

doesnt stop laughing or teasing you

rating: 30/30, sounds like a vibe

“you’ve been hit by, you’ve been struck by, a smooth criminal!”

denki stood on his toes, head tipped downward, and his hand positioned like he was dipping a fedora. at this point he had crashed into the table and knocked a chair over. this man was to never be trusted near anything fragile.

he took your hand and spun you around him, trying to keep you from the chair on the floor. after he spun you he spun himself, this time tripping over the chair and tumbling into the fridge.

“denki are you okay? are you okay, denki?” you sang along with the song playing.

sunshine man, he would 100% dance with you

but you’d have to ask, the thought just wouldn’t come to his mind

and he is worse than denki

but he has so much fun with it that it doesn’t matter

he spins you and lifts you, it’s so fun

he’s so goofy and playful, not a serious moment

he accidentally activated his quirk while dipping you, that hurt

but he loves dancing with you

and he pokes fun at his own dancing, he finds it really amusing

and he hyped you up so much

rating: 1000000/10, overall a perfect experience

a squeal left your mouth as your feet left the ground, mirio’s hands clutching your waist tightly. you grabbed on to his shoulders to keep yourself steady. he put you back on the ground and continued dancing along to the music. he shimmed his shoulders and bopped his head to the beat. or at least tried.

“i know that you can’t help but watch my horrible dancing but you gotta dance with me, can’t be the only bad dancer here!”

you shook your head and took his hands, shimmying along with him. man was mirio was a bad dancer but he made it so much fun

you’d ask him and he would just not get why you’d wanna dance with him

he wouldn’t object to it, it’s just that he’s sure that he’s a bad dancer and that others are so much better and

would hide his face in your neck and hold you really tightly to him

and he’s so nervous

if he stepped on you he’d let go of you and just stand in a corner for hours

but honestly, he’s actually a really good dancer

if you guys dance more he’ll start goofing off and doing stuff like spinning you

probably doesn’t put on music and if he did it would be off of his chill playlist

rating: 80/10, might be my ideal situation

you and amajiki had barely moved from where you guys started, not that it mattered. you two had been swaying more than dancing, but it was peaceful and relaxing. that’s what mattered. he had he’s arms wrapped tightly around your torso and his head was hidden in your neck. you felt his smile and uneven breathes brushing against your skin.

some old slow song played from your phone, one he chose. both of you were happy with the closeness and intimacy of the moment, but tamaki was happy he just hadn’t stepped on you. god that would have killed him. but he had yet to, and he was thankful.

“thank you, tama,” you smiled gently, “this is nice.”

[theyreonlynoodlesmike]

Aaaaa can i get some general fluffy Vincent headcanons for a fem!reader

Omg ofc- most of this is gender neutral actually, but I hope you still enjoy :)

Vincent Sinclair x Fem!Reader Fluff HC's

Warnings: tooth-rotting fluff

He likes to make you little gifts - it's a good way to take a break from the more "serious" projects and work on something that's just him expressing his creativity. He always gives them to you when you come down to visit them, and, even if he knows you're just happy to get a gift, he still loves to hear you gush over his work (he'll never admit it though)

Likes to see you in his clothes or clothes that he gave you. Will probably purposely buy an oversized sweatshirt just for him to wear for a few days and then give to you to wear around the house

While he spends most of his time in his studio, he loves to cook with you. It doesn't matter who's doing most of the work to him - he'd probably be fine with you just sitting on the counter while he makes breakfast for the both of you or he'd sit back and just watch you busy yourself with this small, content smile hidden by his mask - will definitely lie and say he likes whatever you made even if he doesn't (probably even eat it if he knows he's allergic to it too)

He's such a sucker and everyone knows it - his brothers make fun of him for it sometimes but he literally doesn't care. All you gotta do is come up and kiss his fucking mask (not even him!) and Vincent will just be putty in your hands

Has definitely drawn you a million times. Has an entire notebook (if not notebooks) of sketches of you - all of which he treasures very deeply and refuses to show you sorry it's gonna take a lot of convincing to even get a peek inside

If you make him a playlist, Vincent will listen to it everyday. He'll listen to it while he sculpts, while he drives the tow-truck, basically every second he would normally be listening to music he will listen to it - and it's not really even about if he likes the songs or not but more about the fact that he wants to have more in common with you/more of an insight to how you see him. Will probably take the opportunity to try to return the favor but ends up just lending you his favorite CDs

A big fan of just laying in bed all day - he'll pile on the blankets, turn up the fire to give off some heat, and even bring Jonesy into the bed for some mid-day naps. He figured you get cold, so he tries to make it as toasty as possible. He likes to feel you play with his hair as the pair of you drift off, but even more he likes it when you trace the (left) side of his face. He hardly lets anyone see him without his mask on, but having you be willing to even reach out to absently touch it really clicks something in him

He talks about you all the time - literally can just sign for hours about all the things you did that day/how pretty you are to his brothers, even if they do not try to hide their annoyance after a certain period of time. Honestly, when he first started crushing on you that was probably the most he ever carried a conversation with them - it got to a point where if Vincent didn't ask you out Bo was gonna ask you out for him

You catch him just staring at you fondly like ALL the time- he definitely gets embarrassed if you tease him about it but he just can't help it! He'll definitely end up doing it again like less than five minutes later

Touch is a big thing for him because he uses his hands all the time for his work, so he likes to just run his hands down your arm or over your shoulder sometimes. Always goes to hold your hand and feel it in his- might even trace the lines of your face to memorize them for later

[seoafin]

yknow i was thinking... cause gojo kinda shortcuts a little if you flirt back with him right? so what if the rip!reader accepted his shibuya proposal? (in an alternate universe ofc cause who would actually be crazy enough to accept a proposal with a ring pop even if it’s THE gojo satoru. like the mans gotta put in SOME effort right?) what do you think gojos reaction would be to the acceptance?

Just a thought but what if reader accepted Gojou's fake proposal and starting saying all those cheesy stuff in return. Making gojo regret ever trying the fake proposal lol

He’s mid sentence, talking about children, when you proclaim, "Yes."

The crowd goes quiet, and you have to bite your lip from laughing at the way he stops, mouth open, the smile frozen on his face like a badly timed picture.

"....come again?"

You try to say it as seriously as possible, but the mirth in your voice is unmistakable. “Yes, Satoru, I will marry you.”

His smile slightly falters as you take a few steps closer.

He’s still on one knee, looking utterly confused when you pluck the ring pop out of his fingers. Half eaten. You resist the urge to snort. Figures. It’s sticky as you slide it on and take a bite out of it, staring right into his eyes. You shoot him an award winning smile as the crowd laughs. 

You outstretch your hands to him. You’re still chewing on the pieces of his candy, and he looks at you, an odd glint in his eyes. After a second, he takes your hands in his and rises to his usual height, towering above you.

Satoru flashes you a teasing grin, as if he wasn’t shocked into silence just seconds ago, but it’s off by a few centimeters, and not quite the one you’re used to. You're too busy looking at him, eyes obscured by black lenses to notice the feather light pressure of his hands dancing on the curve of your back.

“Well,” he starts cheekily, “aren’t you going to kiss me? I’m waiting!” 

You pause. Oh. You had...forgotten that part. 

It’s fine. Satoru’s kissed tons of people. You on the other hand…at twenty-three years old you can count the number of people you’ve kissed on your hands. One hand.

Without thinking too much into it, you catch his face between your hands, rise up on your toes and bring him down to plant a chaste kiss on his lips, eyes closed. 

You’re embarrassed when the crowd erupts into applause, but they disperse soon enough with wishes of a happy marriage. The school girls are the last to leave, deep sighs on their lips as they sneak longing looks at the man across from you, who once again, seems shocked into silence.

You exhale when the two of you are finally alone in Shibuya crowd. You tug the ring pop off your finger and toss it into the nearest trash can.

“If you wanted my attention so bad, you could’ve said something,” you say dryly over your shoulder, and then you start walking. 

It’s not until the two of you are near the school that you glance at him from the corner of your eyes. His hands are tucked into his pockets, and he’s suspiciously quiet, face rearranged into an almost contemplative look.

Now he's looking at you.

You come to a sudden stop, feeling fidgety underneath his scrutiny. Maybe you shouldn’t have...

"That was… ” you clear your throat when your voice comes out too small. “It was just a joke! I know you’d rather die than marry me. I’m not going to—” you break off. You don’t know why you feel so uncomfortable. He’s made it abundantly clear that he’d be shocked if any man wanted to spend the rest of his life shackled to someone married to their work.

You turn to face him, but he's looking at the Sakura tree off to the side of the road.

“If we did…”

Your eyebrows furrow at his even tone. You might even say he sounds...serious. You inwardly brace yourself.

“Get married,” he completes, and you blink at his words. 

Huh?

You stare at him, appraising him in silence. He gives nothing away.

"You don't...by any chance have some secret fiancee you’re trying to get rid of, right?"

He scoffs, his expression giving away to a split second of fond exasperation that has your heart caught in your throat as he staggers back, mock offended. "What kind of man do you take me for!”

And just like that, he’s back to normal.

You roll your eyes, but then you catch the logo of a familiar convenience store lit up by neon lights, and brighten. “Wait right here!”

The 7-11 welcomes you with a warm chime above you. You scan the aisles, take what you had been looking for, and pay.

Satoru waits for you outside, leaning against the railing. You bounce over to him.

“Here,” you press the ring pop into his hand. His fingers curl against your hand almost immediately, as if searching for your warmth. “You were probably annoyed I took your ring pop right?”

He doesn’t answer. You watch him as his head tilts down to where your hands are conjoined, and that look is on his face again. Even though you can't see his eyes, you can tell he’s thinking, and you know that underneath that playful guise he’s always thinking, the gears in his brain locked in a never ending chain of processing new information and outside stimuli, but this is...

Before you can pull away, his grip on your hands tighten. He looks faintly amused when you look up at him, perplexed.

He sighs, and you see the moment his demeanor changes. His lips twitch upwards, and there’s a mischievous edge to them, like he’s keeping a secret. 

Then he taps you on the nose.

“You shouldn't go around just kissing guys like that you know! Who knows what some unsavory characters might do!”

You can’t help it. You burst into laughter. 

“That’s the funniest thing you’ve said today,” you respond lightly, and he makes a noise of protest, taking the ring pop with his other hand, and sliding it into his pocket.

He still hasn’t let go of your hand yet, so you tug him forward a few steps with a squeeze.

“Come on, let’s get going now. I wanna see Shoko!”

[cheeriecherry]

Ty for answering that -w- I wanted to make sure of your comfort zones before I asked this. What are your HC for when some of our favorite UA teachers realize they have a thing for a student (who they may or may not have realized have a crush on them back)

Ofc! I should make an official list of thing I’m comfy writing/uncomfy writing <:3c

Anyhoo! I’m assuming our fav teachers are the same, but in case not, this post includes Aizawa, Yamada, and Yagi!

Warnings: Depictions of student x teacher! This is a work of fiction, and in no way represents how I feel about the matter irl. Please read at your own discretion. 

AIZAWA SHOUTA|ERASERHEAD

-He has an ‘oh fuck’ moment XD 

-At first you were just one of his most tolerable students; kind, hardworking, level headed. He sees a lot of potential in you, so he does his best to train you well.

-You have a habit of always wishing him a good afternoon when class is over and you’re headed out the door. He keeps a straight face, but deep down he finds it charming that you always take the time to say goodbye.

-Probably doesn’t realize how deep his feelings for you actually run until you’re older, maybe a second or third year. You come back to his classroom after summer break, and the moment you walk in the door, laughing with a few friends, his heart clenches in his chest. It fucks him up for the rest of the lesson.

-I think he’d let it stew for a while, anger and shame pressing at the back of his mind. Every day he sees you he falls deeper, whether you’re laughing and smiling with friends, or concentrating hard while studying, or even just meandering around the campus. Everything about you draws him in.

-He’d never act on his feelings, not while you’re a student. Besides the fact that he could lose his job if you got caught, he wouldn’t want to do anything that would jeopardize your future. He cares about you too much, and you’ve worked too hard to have it ruined.

-Until he notices you staring at him in class. The moment he catches your eye, you look away and pretend to be interested in something else, but that specific moment sticks out in his mind. It’s the first of many.

-Sometimes you fluster when you get caught looking at him, other times you’re so lost in thought that you don’t even realize he figured you out. It’s usually when you’re daydreaming that Aizawa gets a good look at you; pretty features, soft skin, cute lips wrapped around the end of your pencil as you think about him-

-The moment the bell sings and everyone starts leaving for the day, he beckons you over. Probably sprouts some kind of nonsense about how you’re distracted in class, and how you need to pay more attention or your grades will start to suffer. It’s complete bullshit, but coming from him it sounds serious.

-At least, it would to anyone else but you.

-You sit on the edge of his desk, leaning back casually and swinging your legs, and you look at him in a way that almost makes him feel like prey. 

- “If my grades suffer, you could always give me some extra credit~” you say with a coy smile.

He’s deadpan as always when he replies, “Your grades haven’t dipped. Not yet, at least. This is a warning, Y/N.”

You pout a little, and sigh. You’re obviously dejected about something, but he’s got no idea why you’d be sad about having good grades...

“Pity,” you mumble, “a private tutoring session could have been fun.”

-You slide off his desk and make your way towards the door, and only then does it click for him. You like him, the same way he likes you.

-He calls out to you right before you slide the door open, and motions you back over. You huff and do as he says, and move to sit back on his desk, but just as you’re getting settled, he reaches forward and pulls you into his lap. It feels a little awkward at first, while you squirm and get comfortable, but once you find a good seat it’s actually pretty comfortable.

-You’ve got an arm tossed over his shoulders, and you’re leaning against his chest with your face tucked up by his neck. He resists a shudder at the feeling of your warm breath against his skin, instead looping an arm around your waist to keep you steady.

- “You’ve been flirting with me,” he says, and it’s not a question.

He can feel a smile break out across your face, before your lips press tenderly against his throat. “I have been for the past eight months, but thanks for noticing.”

He deadpans and pinches your thigh gently, earning a muffled squeak from you, a noise he decides he likes very much.

-But the overall question looms over him. What to do now? He didn’t want to put your future at risk, not to simply sate his own desires. He loved you too much to do that to you.

- “We can’t do this,” he says, and he feels you freeze against him. “Not yet, at least.” He feels you relax.

“I figured as much,” you grumble, but there’s no malice in your tone. “I’m gonna wait for you, you know that, right? The moment I graduate, I’m jumping you. I see the way you look at me when you think no one’s watching; you want me just as much as I want you.”

-He doesn’t deny it, simply holds you tighter.

-You smile softly and take his face in your hands. “If it’s gonna be a while until we can do this again, then...a kiss for the road?”

-It’s sweet, and warm, and a little bit desperate. It’s been a long time since he’s had anyone with him like this, and you’re spectacularly warm and pliant. It’s not a kiss he’ll soon forget, and will only serve to make you both yearn for more, but it’s worth it to feel your lips against his.

-You keep things on the down low after that, sneaking conversations here and there and whenever you can. He gives you his phone number in case you ever need anything, but you mostly use it to send him cat memes and suggestive texts.

-He scolds you every single time, but you both know his heart isn’t in it.

-He takes you out on an official date not three days after your graduate.

YAMADA HIZASHI|PRESENT MIC

-Unlike Aizawa, he does not have an ‘oh fuck’ moment. His feelings for you culminate slowly, and he’s quite aware of them, just the same as he’s aware of your feelings.

-He notices your lingering glances, small smiles, and cheerful greetings whenever he’s around. You’re not obvious about it, not being more than friendly from everyone else’s point of view, but he’s perceptive, especially when it comes to people.

-A little piece of him hopes you get over your crush on him, so that he in turn could get over you too, but the big emotions part of his heart wants you to keep loving him in hopes that he might have you some day.

-He tries rationalizing it when he’s on his own, telling himself that he’s really not that much older than you, and that he’s seen larger age gaps, and that after you graduate you’ll just be another hero. He knows he shouldn’t be harboring such strong feelings for one of his students, which is why he doesn’t tell anyone, but he figures that as long as he doesn’t act on it then no one will get hurt.

-But it’s very hard. By the time you’re in your third year, you’re openly flirting with him. He doesn’t necessarily encourage it, but he doesn’t dissuade it either. If anyone ever questions him on the matter, he’ll say that he doesn’t want to hurt your feelings or embarrass you so it’s best to let you work through your feelings on your own.

-He absolutely plays favourites, though. He only calls on you in class when he knows you know the answer to something, and always offers helpful advice about your classes when he’s able to. Some of your classmates grumble about ‘special treatment’ but none of them take it any further than that.

-It all comes to a head one rainy afternoon when he finds you curled up under a tree, looking very, very sad. He hasn’t got anywhere to be, but even if he did, he’d still come over. You’re still his student, even on weekends, and he cares about you a lot.

-You’re surprised when the rain suddenly stops dripping on you, and you look up to find Yamada holding an umbrella over your head, while the rain starts to soak him. You scold him lightly, complaining that you’re already wet so it doesn’t matter if you don’t have an umbrella. He has none of it though, and offers a hand to you.

-He pulls you to your feet and carefully arranges the umbrella so you’re both under it, and after a couple beats of silence, he finally asks what’s got you looking so down.

-You fidget a little, chewing your lip in consideration and wringing your hands. But you’re almost a graduate, you tell yourself, so it shouldn’t matter now if he knows. You’re pretty certain he likes you back, anyways, but on the off chance he doesn’t, you can cope with a month or so of awkwardness.

-You sigh deeply, and explain to him that your classmates were teasing the shit out of your earlier, on a subject that is very near and dear to your heart. You’d had enough of their antics, so you’d left to dorms to get some fresh air, and it had started raining. You’d hoped to get some respite beneath a tree, to no avail.

-He looks you up and down quickly, just now fully realizing how soaked you were. Your clothes cling to your skin in a way he never sees you dress, and it’s a little unsettling how something so mundane gets his heart racing.

-But he pushes through, and rests a hand on your shoulder, going on about how other people’s opinions can hurt but ultimately don’t matter, and that it’s most important how you feel about yourself. He tells you that you’re deserving of kindness and respect, and praises you lightly for being his favourite student and a bright young hero.

-Less than two seconds after he finishes speaking, your lips are on his. Soft and damp, and your fingertips are cool against his jaw where you’re holding him, but he doesn’t mind. Not in the slightest. He drops the umbrella in lieu of gripping at your hips, pulling you flush against him so he can kiss you back.

-You stay there for a few moments, rain soaking further and further into your clothes as your lips mold and slide against each other. He has half a mind to push you back against the nearest surface and deepen the kiss, but he remember that you’re still in public, and you’re still his student.

-He pulls away slowly, grinning inwardly when he sees how breathless and hazy you are. He presses one last kiss against your nose, before he’s grabbing the umbrella off the ground and tugging you along. 

- “That can’t happen again,” he tells you, “Not while you’re still a student here. Okay?”

You begrudgingly agree, even though you know it’s for the best. you really do love him, and you don’t want him to lose his job -or worse- over something like this.

“Understood,” you mumble sadly. “I’ll try to get over it, and I’ll stop flirting with you in class.”

-He tilts his head slightly, a questioning gesture, and gently laces his fingers with yours. Just once, out here in the rain, where no one can see.

“I said ‘while you’re a student’,” his tone is playful. “Sweetheart, the moment you graduate, I’m wining and dining you like it’s nobody’s business.”

-Your heart soars after that, and your anticipation for what’s to come makes your last month of school -and your friends’ teasing- more bearable. That, and the fact that you get to text him whenever you feel like, and how your sweet private conversations. He chides you when you get too lewd about something, either in your words or in photos you send him, and tells you to be patient.

-By the time you graduate, you’re just about ready to say fuck it and dive on him, but he beats you to the punch. After the official ceremony, he scoops you up and spins you around a couple times, asking you how it feels to be an official hero.

-You simply kiss him.

YAGI TOSHINORI|ALL MIGHT

-Most concerned out of the bunch. He’s got one hell of an image to uphold, and he never wants to put any of his students in harms way. He probably notices really early on the way his heart flutters around you, the way his stomach twists up in knots when he hears you laugh, the way it’s hard to breathe when he watches you train. Ngl, it scares him a bit.

-Having feelings like that is one thing, but having feelings like that for a student? That’s got bad news written all over it. And it’s especially bad when he realizes you don’t treat him like you do your other teachers; you’re kinder, softer, more interested in lessons.

-Sure, you could just think he was a good teacher, but he’s had many a people crushing on him over the years, so he knows the signs. You like him.

-He hides himself away from you at first, keeping you at an arms length, a curt distance, a professional ways away. He realizes that he may be coming off a little harshly towards you, often keeping any one on one time to a minimum and overlooking you in class.

-You thought he felt bad for liking you? Look how shitty he feels when he realizes he’s made you sad. The day you seek him out after class and ask him why he dislikes you so much, it feels like someone has stepped on his heart and ground it into the pavement with their heel.

-The way you hold yourself to appear smaller and less threatening, the way you avoid his gaze like you’re afraid of his judgement. He decides then and there to be honest with you. You’re almost done your second year in school, so you’re a little more mature, a little more capable of handling what he has to tell you.

-And tell you he does. He explains the way you make him happy, how he enjoys your company, how your smile warms his heart. He also tells you about the guilt he feels for looking at a student in such a way, and how he wouldn’t be offended if you never wanted to speak with him again.

-You, of course, have not been subtle about your feelings towards him. Strange as the situation is, it’s comforting to know he thinks of you the same way. You take his hand gently, marveling a little at how it dwarfs yours, and assure him that you don’t think less of him, even if he thinks you should.

-You can tell that he’s genuine and serious about having feelings for you. You’d never want to put him at risk for anything, so you quietly ask him if he’d be willing to wait for you, until you graduate. After that, you’ll no longer be his student, there’ll no longer be any risk associated with your relationship, and you can be together.

-He’s got his reservations still, but you talk about it more throughout the months, convincing him by the beginning of your third year to pursue something more after you finish school. Once that’s decided, he finds it difficult to keep you at an appropriate distance, but he does his best. From time to time he’ll keep you after class to ask how things are going, how you’re doing, etc. almost always ending with a gentle kiss on the forehead.

-From the outside, it looks like you’ve patched up whatever hole was formed between you, with only the two of you sharing knowing and longing glances across the room. He tutors you and gives you extra lessons when he’s able to, wanting to make sure you come out of this with as much skill as possible.

-The year is long and every day is more difficult that the last, but the weekend after you graduate, the two of you are curled up on his couch watching a movie after eating dinner, sharing sweet kisses and basking in each other’s presence.

[alice-in-wonderart]

your scenarios are so cute!! could you please do one of jiang cheng having a crush on someone he thinks likes wwx (but they don’t, he’s just dense)? 💞

Shiiiiii- I absolutely LOVE this idea! It was so much fun to write and I had a blast trolling AngryPurpleMan™️. Honestly, JC living a lowkey comedy sitcom lifestyle is the quality content we all need. I present you, the most dense-tastic man on Earth learning how to emotion properly for the first time. 🙌

P.S. I hope he isn't too OOC

The Art of Jealousy

He knew better than to let his emotions get the best of him. Yet for some reason you had him in the palm of your hand. Not just him, but his heart. He had never before felt something as strong as every heartbeat around you. He would hear it in his head, feel it down his spine.

How utterly unfair life could be.

Jiang Cheng was a difficult person to deal with. It didn't take a genius to realise it. Hell, even he knew it. And he never really minded, that is until he met you. Kind and compassionate, strong and level-headed, intelligent eyes, quick wits, and frankly - a billion more qualities he had grown to...fancy, as he'd call it reluctantly. It took a war and some serious trauma on his side to realise, that maybe love wasn't a COMPLETE waste of time, and that maybe he would be allowed to experience it...not.

Jiang Cheng was a difficult person and he knew it. He also knew, that his brother Wei Wuxian was charming and funny, good-looking and of course - a ginormous flirt. He also knew people enjoyed jokes and flirting. And he was well-aware those weren't his strongest suit. But as he stayed from a distance, watching you laugh cheerfully at one of Wei Wuxian's trillions of ingenious jokes, his arm wrapped around your shoulders, he so wished he could be like that.

Of course, that you'd fall for that idiot. Who wouldn't? Although in his opinion, that would be abysmal, who was he to judge? That's right. Who was he to have a say in this? Yet he kept on wishing you'd turn to him instead, laugh with him instead, hug him instead, look for HIS company, HIS opinions. And with each longing stare your way, he'd get increasingly angry - at himself, at you and above all, at Wei Wuxian.

What he failed to notice during his bouts of rage were the longing stares you threw right back at him, and the knowing looks Wei Wuxian would give you. You'd told him a while back about your growing fondness of the Jiang sect leader and, as the great best friend he was, he'd vowed to help you win over his burning heart. In actuality, Wei Wuxian already suspected, that his brother had also harboured a certain attraction towards you, all he needed was a little bit of solid proof.

And god, you try everything. Cooking him something? He found the two of you before it was ready and got angry he wasn't invited. (though he denied that reasoning) Buying him something? He was in an exceptionally bad mood all day. (totally not because you went to the market with Wei Wuxian.) Drinking tea with him and just talking? Duty called and he had to go to work. Accompanying a night hunt? Jiang Cheng had to monitor Jin Ling and just as you were about to be attacked, Wei Wuxian (ofc) came to help. (JC just has 0 luck.) Clearly, it wasn't working out.

Currently you were in the middle of your plan to make him confess 'notice you'. Or rather, Wei Wuxian's plan. You weren't all that aware of it. And as Jiang Cheng angrily scowled at the two of you, he knew he was succeeding.

The younger brother couldn't stand it anymore. That shameful display of digusting affection made him want to carve his heart out and throw it right at you. Instead of throwing a scene, however, he decided for once to be the bigger person and *totally not in a demonstrative manner* walk away - an action both WWX and you noticed immediately.

Returning to his private study, he plopped on his chair, trying his darn hardest to stop himself from destroying his surroundings. Futile. In a sudden wave of anger, he pushed all of his scrolls and documents off his desk, letting them scatter around the room. His mind was screaming at him, but his heart was louder. He was done with wasting time on these foolish emotions. Who needed love anyways? It only makes you weaker. He wasn't about to embarrass himself with such stupid feelings.

His thoughts were interrupted, when there was a small knock on the door. "Who is it?", he asked sternly. He wanted to be alone. "It's me, Y/N." And just like that his tough act crumbled. "What do you want?"

"May I come in?"

"Yes."

Stepping inside, you were met with a clearly fuming Jiang Cheng, sitting amongst a few dozen scattered scrolls and sheets of paper. He averted his gaze away from you, as he crossed his arms.

"So? What do you want?" the harshness in his voice made your own anger rise, but no - you had it all under control.

"I think we need to talk about something important. But A-Cheng, what happened here?" you gestured to the scrolls.

"If it's that important, why don't you go ask Wei Wuxian for help? Or just go bother anybody else, but me." There it was - that childish jealousy Jiang Cheng has always had. He didn't want to sound as mean as he did, but his anger got the best of him. And deep down he knew, that he was going to regret it. But he was going to think about it later.

"Because it has nothing to do with him." You felt your voice tremble. Maybe this wasn't a good idea after all. "You know, nevermind, forget what I said.."

Jiang Cheng's heart was drowning in pain and guilt. Yet the more he felt it, the more defensive he became.

"Yeah. Now leave. I have work to do and I'm pretty sure your lover is looking for you."

What? You moved closer, standing right in front of him. "My what? Jiang Wanyin, what are you even talking about? What lover???" But then it dawned upon you. Was....was he jealous? Was he acting like that, because of jealousy?

His cheeks reddened as he finally looked at you. "As if it isn't obvious. You and Wei Wuxian spend every second together. It's so obvious it hurts, damn it. So don't play s-"

He was interrupted by you pulling him in by the robes and leaving a sweet kiss on his thin lips. You were right - he was jealous. And currently, he was so stunned he almost forgot how to breathe. Once you pulled away he nearly fell back. His face was now beat red, eyes wandering over your face, lost in the disarray that was his mind.

"A-Xian and I aren't lovers. We're friends. He was helping me try to confess...to you. You're the one I fell in love with." Suddenly you felt very small under his gaze, as you muttered the last of your confession.

And in that very moment, Jiang Cheng's entire world came crashing down like a tsunami. It was...him? Actually him? Not Wei Wuxian, not anybody else - but him? All this time?

"Wha-" He didn't know how to respond. He had yelled at you, nearly sent you away all for nothing. And suddenly realization hit him. You had just kissed him. He gathered himself as much much as possible, nerves practically wrecking him on the inside.

"If that is true, then...You idiot-" Instead of finishing his sentence, he just sighed, before pulling you in for another kiss. Wrapping an arm around your waist and burying the other in your hair, he whispered against your lips.

"Be mine."

"I already am"

"Good."

You decided, that for the time being you wouldn't mention his jealousy. After all, who'd ruin such a wonderful moment?

"You were jealous, weren't you?"

*Pterodactyl screeching in denial*

Or maybe not.

Thank you for reading~

[fanfic-me-up]

okay so i kinda got carried away with this one??? i just really love this idea and how freaking fluffy it is! so thank you for submitting it @peachy-yabbay​! 😊 also lowkey im sorta falling in love with kaminari?? like he’s so fun to write and i had a smile the entire time. anyway i rlly hope you enjoy!

Feel free to request more here. I write fics, drabbles, and headcanons 💖

Also, I have a yoga fic already posted with bakugou x fem!reader so if this doesn’t satisfy your need of bakugou being a flexible pretzel and failing you can read more here 😂

Bakugou Katsuki

THE STRUGGLE IS REAL

like Bakugou prides himself on going to the gym everyday, but he focuses on strength training and muscle building

the art of flexibility takes time, effort, and perseverance

he gets super frustrated when he can't get the splits in 2.5 seconds

“Careful or you might pull something.”

he ignores you ofc bc for some reason he thinks he’s gonna get the splits if he just - forces himself???

“seriously, Bakugou, don’t push so much-”

“Shut up I know what I’m - OW SHIT FUCKING HELL”

poor bby is on the ground cradling his thigh bc he pulled his hamstring

And lemme tell you THAT SHIT HURTS 😭

he’s literally screaming bloody murder

-like he’s faced a lot of pain from hero training but pulling your hamstring is just so. much. worse???

you grab an icyhot pack (aka you grab Todoroki lol) but Bakugou’s just like “hell no fuck off half n half”

“Must be bad. I heard you crying from downstairs-”

“I SAID FUCK OFF” Todoroki shrugs and leaves.

you roll your eyes at Bakugou’s stubbornness and grab some muscle balm instead

“Tch. I can do it myself” but you ignore him and rub the balm on his thigh, he doesn’t fight it

after that whole fiasco he finally listens to your warnings when you tell him that's enough

he’s in the splits in a little over a month!

“Oh my god, Bakugou, you’re doing it!”

“Tch. I know.”

you don’t miss the small smile on his face

he goes up to you later and shoves something in your hands

“Um. What’s this?”

“A movie ticket” you stare at it blankly, he rolls his eyes

“I’m taking you to the movies tonight, dumbass.”

“Like a date?” you stare up with hopeful eyes

“The fuck? No! As payment.”

you blink, clearly confused

“You know… for helping me with my stretches.”

Oh.

you blush in embarrassment at the misunderstanding

“I’ll meet you out front at 7. Don’t be late.” he walks off, but before he reaches the corner he stops-

“Ugh fine! It’s a date! Happy!?”

you erupt in the biggest smile

he wants to be the only one to make you smile like that from now on

Todoroki Shouto

Todoroki is impressed with how flexible you are, and you’re quite surprised when he asks you to help him

the most aloof - and handsome - guy in your class you’ve barely spoken TWO words to has come to you for help??? is this a dream? someone pinch you 👀

but there you are, the next day in his dorm, gently pushing his hips down

Todoroki’s working on his warrior/scorpion pose (ya’ll there's so many names for this pose jfc the one where you’re standing on one leg, back arched, and you’re holding the other leg above your head)

he’s sweating and breathing heavily, and when you go to steady him, you actually burn your hand on his bicep.

“Ouch!”

“Are you okay?”

he’s hovering over you the next second, you show him your hand, a blister already forming

“Damn it. I still have trouble controlling my left side,” he looks away from you, clenching his fists, “I’m sorry, Y/N.”

“Hey, it’s okay,” you blow cool air on the wound to stop the tingling, “all better,” you smile up at him

“Here, let me,” he pulls his shirt up to reveal his stomach and places your hand on the right side. You sigh in relief as your hand is instantly cooled.

Uh oh.

you realize where your hand is currently pressed against 😳

you’re so tempted to trace along the hard contours of his abs

“Y/N? You’re burning up.” he touches your cheek, your heart doing somersaults at the closeness

“Oh-kay, that’s enough for today!” you squeak, running away from a thoroughly confused Todoroki

Todoroki shows excellent progress in just a couple weeks. He says it’s because he has a great teacher, but you know it's his work ethic and how he listens to your advice and applies it flawlessly.

He’s even gotten better at controlling his left side since he’s constantly relaxing his muscles to get deeper in the stretch.

it happens during warm-ups before training

Class 1-A goes into some stretches when you see Todoroki go into a perfect scorpion. His back perfectly arched and his leg reaching above his head.

“Oh my god, Todoroki, you’re doing it!” you clap your hands in excitement

“Am I?”

...is this boy for real? lol

“YES” you laugh at his stoic expression

“I see.” He softly comments before going into another stretch.

your shoulders deflate, disappointed at the lack of enthusiasm

“I couldn’t have done it without you,” he cracks a small smile and your breath is taken away by the simple gesture. It’s rare to see him with such a soft expression, and the fact that you’re the reason for it sends your heart aflutter.

AND bc he’s totally oblivious to your current state, he goes up to you and whispers, “you’re an amazing teacher, Y/N”

“It was n-nothing re-really it was a-all you!” you laugh awkwardly, unable to meet his eyes.

“How can I thank you?”

“It-it’s really n-not necessary!”

“Hmm…” he walks away deep in thought and you’re just standing there like the stuttering mess you are bc how dare he walk away like nothing!?

Mina’s got your back tho bc frankly it's quite sad how awkward you are and how oblivious Todoroki is that she NEEDS to become the captain of this ship stat

She “casually” suggests to Todoroki that he should take you out to eat as a thank you for helping him.

and when he walks you to your door that night he says, “I hope you enjoyed our date”

“D-date?” cue the butterflies in your stomach

“Was it not a date?” You’re pinned by his intense gaze, but you manage to squeak out a “yes!” in your confused daze. He chuckles at your nervousness

“Have a good night, Y/N.” he kisses your cheek

and when you give Mina the details of your date there’s a bunch of squealing from her end and you’re just like 😳 the entire night

Kaminari Denki

“Woah, Y/N, you’re really flexible. Can you put your foot over your head?”

You show him and he’s totally amazed. “Cool! Can you teach me? I wanna put BOTH legs over my head!”

first day of stretching with Kaminari is… def a day you remember

“Ow ow! Y/N, don’t break me!”

“Denki, I’m not even touching you!”

He looks up where your hands are on your hips

“oh... heh” he gives you a sheepish smile

You roll your eyes. How you’re gonna get this boy flexible enough to put his foot over his head is beyond you, but you’re happy it’s going to take a while - it means more time spent with your crush

You spend an hour with Kaminari each day to perfect his stretching routine (It should only take about 20 minutes, but the boy’s got the attention span of a newborn puppy)

“Woah check out that cloud, Y/N.” Kaminari looks in awe at the sky. You sigh, not again

“Denki, we’re not done, get back in the stretch”

“Look Y/N,” he points, “doesn’t it look exactly like baby yoda?” He lies down on the grass to gaze at the clouds

“Oh my god, Denki, I’m gonna kill - oh wow…” you gaze up in awe at the cloud, “baby yoda…”

You and Kaminari spend the rest of the hour cloud gazing

After literal MONTHS of getting on Kaminari’s ass he can FINALLY put his legs over his head.

He calls out to you during a training exercise, “Y/N LOOK I DID IT!”

“NOT ONE BUT TWO!” he points at both of his legs with a huge smile

You feel a rush of happiness because even after how frustrated you were with him at times, you would do it a million times over if it meant getting to see such a pure smile.

“Congrats!” you say, “Now, stand up so I can give you a hug!”

“Um…” he sheepishly looks up at you, “I’m kinda... stuck?”

You roll your eyes affectionately, “the things I do for you.”

You’re about to help Kaminari when Bakugou shoves him backwards giving everyone in class a clear view of his ass in the air 😂

“Hah, dumbass.”

Kaminari waddles helplessly side to side

“Y/N?” he squeaks, “a little help here?”

Later that week he tells you he found a yoga class for both of you to take and you’re surprised. He still wants to spend time with you?

But then he says, “Are you crazy? Why wouldn’t I wanna spend time with the coolest person I know?”

You choke on your tea, in disbelief at his words - that was a huge compliment and you know Kaminari is a very open person so you just brush it off with an “Oh stop it…”

“No I’m serious, Y/N, you’re awesome. Like super awesome,” he gives an awkward laugh while rubbing the back of his neck

“I’ve been thinking… maybe after yoga, we can, i don't know... hit up the arcade or something? Or it doesn’t have to be the arcade, it could be anything really!”

You’ve never seen Kaminari this flustered before. He’s the type to brush off his mistakes with a laugh, always moving on to the next moment.

“No, the arcade sounds fun!”  

You reassure him and the confident light in his eyes returns

“Oh and Denki?”

“Yeah?”

“Prepare to get rekt in mario kart”

This starts a whole ass play fight about who’s gonna get dunked on when racing down rainbow road

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The alluring charm of Henry Cavill - Chapter 2

Summary: Henry reconsiders his opinion about Adelaide and they are going to face their first challenge.

Henry Cavill x Adelaide Park (ofc)

Wordcount: 4.5k

Warnings: None

A/N: First, I want to say thank you for everyone’s sweet words. It really means a lot to me. Second, there is an obstacle course in this, but since I know next to nothing about those, I did some research on it and let’s hope it accurate 😂

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When Henry first arrived, waiting for Adelaide Park to make an appearance in the lousy hotel room, he really wasn’t look forward to it. He had to force himself to think positively about her. He is not the type of man  that thinks lowly of a woman. He wasn’t raised like that and if his mother found out how he was thinking about Adelaide, she’d probably slap him and rightly so.

However, Adelaide Park and her reputation really make it difficult not to think lowly of her. He can’t stop thinking about all the interviews she gave, seeing her frowning and not looking at the interviewer in question.

On the other hand, he admires her work ethic. Angela Bassett once worked with her and when it came out that Adelaide was going to be his partner on this show, she actually called him, to tell him that Adelaide is a delight to be around with.

And of course he trusts a woman like Angela Bassett, but there is something about Adelaide and her reputation that is bothering him. Is she really this ditzy or is she just pretending? And if it’s the latter, why on earth would she be pretending? Wasn’t it better to be yourself? Of course, you always have this certain image you want to keep up, but Henry couldn’t possibly think that this is the image you want to put up.

When he met Adelaide however, something changed deep inside of him. Her lightish brown hair, her smile that could light up the entire room and how petite she was looking, especially compared to him. He still sees her face when she noticed the carseat, but once she was sitting on it, she actually matched up with his height, but it must’ve been embarrassing, he can imagine.

But there was something else: the sadness in her eyes that she let slip through every now and then. He wondered why she was sad. She seemed like the type of woman that had it all. She had a consistent fanbase, she had tons of work and won tons of prizes over the course of her pretty short acting career.

And come to think of it, she was actually quite funny, though it wasn’t her intention. Just like her acting, it’s really her facial expressions that tell exactly what she is thinking.

Adelaide went to bed pretty early, because she was trying to get over her jet lag as soon as possible. Tomorrow would be a relaxing day for the both of them and he was actually happy that the actual show with actual challenges was delayed for one more day. He really wasn’t looking forward to it.

She told him he can sleep in the same bed as her, but when he got to bed later that night, he saw that she placed a wall of pillows in the middle. During the night, she had wrapped her arms around one pillow and since he had trouble falling to sleep, he took a good look at her bare face. She was twenty five, but without make-up, she looked like she did in the first episode of ‘Remembering High School’.

Seeing how innocent she looked, he all of the sudden actually felt a bit bad for her. He was simply using her to get the part of his dreams. But she would understand that, right? He means, she’s an actress and there must be a part that she would do anything for? Maybe she is here for the exact same reason as he is…

Why doesn’t that seem like a possibility? Adelaide’s heart seems way too pure for that.

Henry pushes himself out of the bed at around eight in the morning. Adelaide is still in a deep sleep, so he decides to get started on breakfast. While the coffee is dripping, he looks through the kitchen cabinets and decides to make some pancakes, because who doesn’t love pancakes?

After he is done (and he didn’t burn a single one, his mom would be proud), he hears her footsteps coming into the living room. ‘Morning,’ he says, as he walks out of the kitchen, the coffee pot in hand. ‘Coffee?’

‘Morning,’ Adelaide says, still rubbing her eyes. It’s like she only now realizes that he asked her a question. ‘Coffee?’ she asks.

He simply nods.

‘Sure,’ she says, still a bit hesitant. She frowns, as he sees her trying to sniff up the scent. ‘What are you doing?’

‘I made breakfast.’

‘Why?’

He did not expect that. What kind of question is that? ‘Figured you would like that.’

Adelaide looks at him for a few long seconds, before she sits down at the table. ‘That’s so thoughtful.’

How does that one sentence, go straight to his heart? When was the last time someone outside his family and his select group of friends, said something like that to him?

Henry doesn’t even know how to respond, so he quickly places the stack of pancakes in front of her and she smiles. ‘What?’ he asks, a smile forming on his lips before he can even think about stopping it. What is happening to him? Was he turning soft for her?

Adelaide shakes her head. ‘It’s weird, really.’

‘High doubt it,’ he retorts.

She lets out a sigh. ‘This is the first time I’ve ever had pancakes.’

Say what now? Is she serious? ‘How?’ he asks. ‘How can you never had pancakes before?’

She shrugs. ‘We just ate other things at home,’ she says, but he feels there is more to the story than that. He constantly feels like there is so much more to her story. Just like how he knows that there is something going on inside her head, that is probably worth hearing for.

She grabs one pancake, the maple syrup and she must’ve seen tons of movies to see how you eat pancakes, because she looks like an avid pancake eater.

He looks at Adelaide, who eats ridiculously slowly. He wonders what she is thinking, because she is not saying anything during breakfast. She takes small bites and chews on it for awhile. Henry knows he shouldn’t watch her as closely as he is doing right now, but he can’t help it.

She’s so different from what he is used to.

After two pancakes, she leaves two bites on her plate. ‘You want me to help with the…dishes?’ she asks.

‘No, I can do it.’

She informs him that she is getting ready for today, but before she exits the room, she turns around. ‘Henry,’ she says, causing him to look up. ‘Thank you. You have no idea how much this means to me.’

He stares at her blankly, as he is taking in her ‘thank you’. During fan meetings, fans usually take pictures, say something about how handsome he is and then simply walk away. But hearing a thank you for something he did, as minor as making her breakfast and setting her coffee… It melts his heart.

Before he can say something to her, she walks out of the living room.

◎ ◎ ◎

Spending hours on end with Adelaide, causes Henry to discover a few things about her. One, she doesn’t seem to give a shit about jet lags, because she is functioning like a normal human being. Two, she doesn’t finish her food, consistently leaving two or three bites on her plate. Three, she is slowly becoming more comfortable and he finally understands a bit why Angela Bassett spoke so highly of her. She is really nice and when she smiles, that sadness in her eyes disappears. She is actually also quite sassy from time to time, only using her eyebrows and her smirk. She thanks him for simple things he does and he never knew how much a simple ‘thank you’ could make your entire day. It makes you feel noticed and when was the last time he felt noticed for something he did, instead of for his looks.

After a long day of doing nothing really, they watch some television and her first sitcom ‘Remembering High School’ is on, however with reality shows like they’re in now, you never know if it’s accidental or not.

As he stares at the television and sees a young version of Adelaide on the screen, her cheeks a bit rounder. It’s weird to think that this is only five years ago. Her career really took a leap after this sitcom.

Her character Lilian has a frown on her face. ‘What do you think you are doing?’ she asks Tom, another main character who is fiddling her locker.

He stops with what he is doing, as if he burned himself. ‘Nothing.’

‘Liar liar, pants on fire,’ Lilian singsongs with a smile on her face. ‘Tom, you have been acting weird all day long. What’s up? Is it something I did?’’

‘No, no, of course not, it’s nothing you did.’ Tom hesitates for a second, before he licks his lips. ‘You know, I’m just going to say it. I’m madly in love with you, Lilian. That rose you got on Valentines Day? That was mine. The answers for next weeks test? I gave that to you, because I knew you were stressing out. It’s just that I really really like you and I understand that you don’t like me, but I had to get this of my chest.’

The main premise of this show, is basically a bit of ‘How I Met Your Mother’, however, this actually seems a bit more realistic and the diversity in the show is a whole lot better. Every season covers a new class reunion, where they all come together with their families, talking about high school and their experiences. It is a fun show, Henry watched it quite a few times actually.

The thing about this show, was that it always feels homey and you didn’t even have to know the entire storyline, to follow it.

‘You like me?’ Lilian asks and when Henry looks at the screen, he sees what Adelaide Park is best at: her facial expressions. He stares at the visibly confused look on her face, the tiny frown between her brows, her lips slightly apart.

‘I should go,’ Tom announces, causing the audience to aww. He walks through the hallway, around the corner, when Lilian grabs his hand. ‘Wha—’ he starts, but Lilian interrupts him by saying: ‘I’m falling in love with you too, Tom.’

The audience starts to applaud and to whistle. The two have to wait until it’s all over, something that Henry actually admires. It takes a lot of improvising he can imagine. ‘Can I kiss you?’ Lillian asks him.

‘Of course,’ Tom manages to stutter.

Henry can’t help but actually chuckle as he stares at the two on the screen, who both have red blushes on their cheeks. ‘You both seem nervous.’

‘Well, we were,’ Adelaide says, as she scrunches up her nose when she averts her eyes from the television as their characters kiss. ‘It was my first kiss in general and his first one screen kiss.’

‘Really?’ he asks. ‘Your first kiss?’ Wasn’t she like nineteen or twenty on this show?

‘I was a late bloomer,’ she admits. He sees how a blush forms on her cheeks again and before he can asks her another question (he has tons, because he really wants to know more about starring on a sitcom), she gets up. ‘I’m going to sleep,’ she announces.

Why is he genuinely disappointed? ‘I’ll try and not wake you up this time,’ he tells her, remembering how he tripped and made tons of noise as he walked into the bedroom last night, causing her to wake up.

Adelaide chuckles. ‘Thanks.’ She stands up and he can’t help but stare after her. Even when the door is long closed, he keeps on staring at the light brown wood.

Henry is embarrassed that he thought so little of her. She is quite special, though he still has to figure her out a bit.

But he has weeks to get to know her.

◎ ◎ ◎

The next morning a loud voice over wakes them up at the crack of dawn. Adelaide screams as she wakes up, before rubbing her face when she realizes that it’s nothing serious. They have to get ready in sport gear in forty minutes and be outside on the field, so they can meet the others, for their first assignment.

‘You okay?’ Henry asks Adelaide, who is taking deep breaths, combing through her hair with her fingers. Less than a week ago he was bitching about her in his head and now he is genuinely worried about her.

And why?

He doesn’t even know that. She has been really good at not going into her personal life too much, almost as if she is doing it for years.

But it’s true when he thinks about it. No one knows a lot about her. He tried to look some things up about her when he found out he was going to work with her, but it wasn’t anything that he and the rest of the world already knew. It’s weird, that even people at her school say that she was pretty quiet and to herself, but that no one could think about something memorable she did. Was she that invisible? He can barely understand that. Not much about her family life is known, except that her parents were Korean, who moved from South-Korea to America years before she was born.

‘I’m okay,’ she says, faking a smile on her face. ‘You mind if I go into the bathroom first?’

‘Please, go.’

Adelaide gets out of bed, walks passed her suitcase to grab some clothes and wanders off to  the bathroom. He slowly forces himself out of bed, to grab the sports clothes he is thinking about wearing.

She walks into the bedroom again, to grab her sport shoes. ‘The bathroom is yours.’

But Henry barely registries it, because he looks at her attire. He notices she is wearing a bit of make-up, but nothing extravagant and she did her short hair into two Dutch braids. She is wearing a pair of black sport leggings, that show off her slender legs and a tight white sports shirt, accentuating her narrow waist. When she grabs her shoes and she stands up straight again, her gaze meets his. ‘What?’ she asks, visibly confused that he is staring at her. ‘Something wrong?’

‘No,’ he quickly says, as he is caught redhanded.

‘You’re staring.’

‘No, I’m just… Never saw you in sportswear, that’s all.’

She frowns. ‘No pacific— I mean, spec— specific reason that you are looking at me?’ Her cheeks went from a soft pink, to an angry red within seconds and he notices that she is getting even more red.

But it makes sense now, he thinks to himself. Her troubles with finding words, the nearly panicked look in her eyes when he offered if she wanted to read it and this little slip up.

What if she is dyslexic?

Back in high school, his friend Steve was dyslexic as well and they would sit together before class, reading the text, when they knew they had a class where the teacher would force you to read out loud. Just like Adelaide, Steve made little slip ups and when he was nervous, he’d take a long time before he could put his thoughts into words. Just like Adelaide in interviews. Now is every case of dyslexia different, Henry knows that, but the similarities are uncanny.

He decides that this isn’t the moment to ask about it, so he says: ‘No, I just know that I have to wear black pants and a white shirt as well, so everyone knows we’re a team.’

After he got dressed in a black knee length short and a white sports shirt as well and the two of them had a protein bar, they walk out of they cottage. One of the cameramen informs them that they don’t have to lock the door, since there are people here to watch out.

There are a few camera’s around them. One in front, one in the back and a few further ahead. It causes Henry to clear his throat. When people aren’t watching, he knows that they can actually talk a bit, but now that there are others around her, he is quite nervous actually.

He wonders how the others are doing. He wasn’t aware that Justin Bieber got married, but apparently he is participating with his wife, who is a model. Henry also wasn’t aware that she was a Baldwin, but he has to admit that he doesn’t keep up with every bit celebrity news. He knows who Charlie Puth is and he definitely knows who Jennifer Lopez is. Are they having the “troubles” he and Adelaide are facing?

Henry sees the obstacle course, together with the two other duos. Now he himself has done these types of obstacle courses. He knows how to deal with them, since his brothers took him to these types of courses years ago. However when he looks at Adelaide, he wonders whether or not she’ll manage.

The rest of the duos are really nice and Jennifer Lopez reaches out to Adelaide, asking her how she is and Henry is almost jealous how at ease Adelaide seems with Jennifer Lopez.

He is jealous?

The weird thing about this program is that there isn’t a host. Every challenge will be presented by someone else and for some reason, that is such a relief. If there was an annoying host, staying here would be a million times harder.

A tough looking man quickly explains the obstacle course and Henry knows that he can do this. Adelaide on the other hand is growing more and more nervous, he can see it. She is fidgeting her hands, her eyes are blinking faster than they did before.

For a few seconds the real reason for him participating in this show (it’s starts with a J and ends with ames Bond), disappears.

But he wants to win.

One person shows what they should do and Henry takes quick mental notes. He is used to this, but this seems too easy, not only for him. There must be a catch.

‘But,’ the man says, ‘there is a catch.’

If Henry doesn’t get the part of James Bond, he should work as a producer for a reality show. With Adelaide for that matter, who totally got that far fetched idea of that one bed problem right.

‘The women are blindfolded and the men can only help them, using their words.’

◎ ◎ ◎

Adelaide is about to put on the blindfold, just like the two other ladies. Henry notices her hands shake and when she wants to put the blindfold on, he takes it out of her hands. ‘Let me,’ he says.

She looks up and says: ‘I’m sorry.’

‘Why are you sorry, Adelaide?’

‘Because I’m probably going to suck.’

Henry stands behind her, as he puts the blindfold on. ‘Don’t you worry about that,’ he says, though the voice in his head tells him that he should worry about that. He means: if she thinks that she is going to suck, then they are definitely going to lose. ‘I won’t let you fall,’ he tells her, because he feels like that is really bothering her.

‘You can only guide me through this using your words,’ she mutters, playing with her hands. ‘What if I do fall?’

‘No, no, no,’ he says. ‘You won’t fall. You think I’d let that happen?’

She simply shrugs, but doesn’t say anything anymore.

The man counts from three to zero and Henry so desperately wants to hold her arm, so she knows where she needs to go, but it’s the James Bond part that prevents him from doing such thing. He really doesn’t want to lose if necessary and every time he physically helps her, they get a fifteen second time penalty. ‘Go!’

The first obstacle is a balance beam, but it’s thirty centimeters above the ground. ‘Okay, Adelaide,’ he tells her, after he told her to stop walking, ‘this is the balance beam. You have enough room for your feet, okay. Just carefully place one foot in front of the next one.’

Her petite hands grab the end of the balance beam, before she puts her knee on the wood. She stands up and as if she dips her toe into the water to test out if it’s too cold, she carefully walks over the beam. He looks passed her, only to see the others are doing far worse.

Maybe they can win this challenge after all.

‘Stop walking,’ he tells her and she stops instantly. ‘You’re at the end.’

She carefully steps off the balance beam and he can definitely see that she is becoming a little more confident. The next obstacle is stepping into some tires. Now he usually likes to do this as fast as possible, but seeing how carefully and well thought through Adelaide is taking these steps, makes his heart nearly melt.

They have reached the sloping wall with a rope on both sides. It’s good that they have seen the entire obstacle course once and they both saw how it works. He keeps thinking about how he would’ve explained this to her.

She grabs the robe and climbs up. When she’s near the top, he lets her know, so she can throw her leg over the edge. As if she’s sitting on a horse on top of the sloping wall, she takes a deep breath.

‘What is it, Adelaide?’ he asks her. ‘You okay?’

‘I’m fine,’ she says, before she grabs the robe and climbs down.

Henry can’t believe this. She is actually nailing this, with a certain grace. He didn’t notice before, but Adelaide’s posture is great, no matter what she does. Never slumping her shoulders and her chin up. He wonders if she has ever done something like ballet or gymnastics, because she certainly knows how to carry herself.

Another thing he desperately needs to figure out.

The monkey bars are next, but from where she is standing and with her height, Adelaide can’t actually reach the bars, even if he jumps. Every time he psychically helps her, it adds fifteen seconds to their time, but with how far they are ahead, he decides to risk it. ‘Okay, Adelaide,’ he tells her, ‘I’m going to lift you up, so you can hold onto the first set of bars, okay?’

‘Okay,’ she says in a tiny voice.

Henry stands behind her and places his hands in her waist. He swallows hard and sure hope that the camera’s aren’t zooming in on his face, because he feels like he is blushing. He easily lifts her up and she holds onto the bars tightly. ‘I’ve got it,’ she tells him and like an actual pro, she grabs the second bar with one hand.

Henry really shouldn’t have underestimated Adelaide Park.

They have four more obstacles to go and he is growing more and more confident that they can win this. He feels so stupid and he definitely shouldn’t think lowly about her ever again. She has to crawl underneath a net, but it’s like a labyrinth. However they work well together. He tells her stop, she stops. He tells her right, she goes right. She is muddy by the end of the labyrinth and after pulling a face, she wipes her hands clean on her sport leggings.

Now she has to do this thing the man called a college boy roll. She has to hold onto the single bars and kick her legs up over the bar and flip around, so her hips meet the bar as she slings her head back. He feels like she can’t do that, so again he lifts her up so she can grab the bars. He guides her through this entire thing, but after she flipped over, she loses her grip on the iron bars.

She lets out a scream, just like she did this morning when the voice over rudely woke her up, but Henry catches her, as if she was a bride to be carried into their room. Adelaide can’t see him, but he sure as hell can see her and from underneath the blindfold, he sees a red blush appear. ‘Thanks,’ she shakily says.

‘Are you okay?’

She simply nods, but he directly notices it again when they continue to walk. Adelaide Park has frozen up and lost much of her confidence.

‘You are doing so well, Adelaide,’ he says in a soothing voice, hoping he can coax her into finishing the obstacle course. ‘We only have two more things to do. You can do this.’

They are still ahead and thankfully Adelaide starts to walk again with him. She somehow manages to nail the next obstacle, by climbing over higher horizontal bars and walk underneath the lower ones.

But the final obstacle was something no one knew about and it’s to swim one bit. When he looks over to the other courses for the other duos, he notices they don’t have to swim. There are different tasks.

‘What is the next one?’ she asks.

‘You have to swim for twenty meters,’ he answers.

‘Wh— What?’ She automatically takes a step back. ‘I can’t do that, Henry. Really, I can’t.’

The fear that slips through her voice, it makes him realize something: all the final obstacles are things that they are afraid of doing. He wonders how the producers know about this, but then he realizes: this is reality tv, they had to do tons of interviews beforehand.

‘Why not?’

A deafening silence for a whole five seconds. ‘I can’t swim.’

This is just mean, he thinks to himself. If they knew that Adelaide couldn’t swim, why would they do this. Fuck, he hates himself for participating.

‘We have to finish this, Adelaide,’ Henry says to her.

‘I’m not going to swim.’

‘I’m going to be there with you,’ he says. ‘And before you bring up the time penalty, it’s every time I psychically help you. So if I don’t let you go, it’s one time.’

And from underneath her blindfold, he sees tears dripping from her cheeks. Oh no, she is really crying, but he wants to win this and he really needs to push through.

‘I can’t do it,’ she says, her voice trembling. ‘I can’t, I’m so sorry.’ She rips off the blindfold, before she tries to take a deep breath, but seems to fail.

‘No, no, no,’ he says, reaching out to Adelaide, grabbing her elbows. ‘Listen to me.’ We need to finish this obstacle course. I have to win at least the first challenge for us to have a decent chance to win this whole competition. ‘You have to breath with me. I’m not going to force you into finishing this course, but I don’t want you to have a panic attack, Adelaide.’ However his words don’t reach her, because her head drops to her chest and he quickly can catch her, bringing her to the ground, holding his hand on the back of her head. ‘Adelaide,’ he says, hoping to get her attention, but with no luck. ‘Can someone come over here?!’

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Loki Ep4 Spoilers (again)

TL;DR Mobius is a jealous loner desperate for a connection to heal his own broken self, but for all the crap he gives Loki about not being able to trust others and putting up walls, he's just as terrified of being known and then left behind.

Would just like to take note once again on Mobius refusing to listen to Loki, for once not being able to tell apart (on the surface) what are lies and what's the truth because Loki has done the impossible-- learned to love himself (kinda). For once, this is a part of Loki's life that Mobius doesn't get to witness, and it breaks him. He can't spend weeks analyzing each little tell, it's all right there in the moment. It's a different Loki than he's ever known. Before, in ep1, Mobius knew exactly what to say to get answers out of Loki-- he's studied this. But now? Now Loki is a regular, real person (in a sense... TVA is kinda weird in their "is this technically a part of reality") that went through another traumatic event without Mobius watching alongside. He's scared and doesn't trust himself. He's jumping to conclusions, he's pushing down all his typical questions, coming off harsher, less patience.

And then when he realizes that Loki has learned to care for/love Sylvie (in whatever way that is, this Loki has never truly loved anyone before-- always holding back in fear), it throws out everything he's ever known about Loki out the window. He is changing, not just into someone the TVA can use, but rather into a person of his own. And Mobius doesn't know how to process that immediately, instead resorting to trying to embarrass Loki about his "crush" on Sylvie, lashing out on idea of them forming a romantic relationship because Loki couldn't even form a proper friendship with him (in his mind, especially after Loki leaves the Supermarket with Sylvie in ep2).

He's getting jealous, defensive, angry. The only other time we've seen him remotely this "not-calm" was earlier in ep2 when Hunter B-15 instructs Loki to come with her instead. (my god, he really is just so jealous) (to be fair, though, his closest friend is a lying back-stabber who gives the order to prune him, so... not like this version of Mobius is really in the healthiest environment to begin with...)

And the fact that he just won't let go with that, freaking "I don't need you anymore... or as you might say, 'our interests are no longer aligned.'" Like, I'm sorry but that is a sure petty jab at Loki for choosing Sylvie and this "variant life" over staying and helping him at the TVA (as he's still refusing to believe that they are all variants like Loki/Sylvie say). Especially adding "Yeah, I guess you don't do partners. Unless, of course, it benefits you and you intend to betray them at some point," and "Why? Cause I lied about your 'girlfriend'?"

LIKE SIR. IM TRYING TO MAKE THIS A SERIOUS POST AND IM CRYING WHILE WATCHING BUT I JUST KEEP LAUGHING AT HIS RESPONSES BECAUSE THEY'RE KILLING ME JUST HOW HURT HE IS BECAUSE LOKI FINALLY LEARNED TO LOVE SOMEONE AND HE WASN'T A PART OF IT. BECAUSE LOKI LEFT HIM IN ORDER TO BE "HAPPY", THIS WHOLE JOURNEY FOR MOBIUS-- PROBABLLY HIS BIGGEST CASE --JUST BURNT OUT, ENDING LIKE THAT. ALL HOPES OF "SAVING THE BROKEN THINGS", THAT "SCARED LITTLE BOY SHIVERING IN THE COLD" GONE BECAUSE HE NEVER REALLY NEEDED MOBIUS. BECAUSE LOKI (EVEN SYLVIE) COULD BE HAPPY ON THEIR OWN. THEY DIDN'T NEED TO BE THE VILLAIN, TO CAUSE PAIN AND DESTRUCTION AND DEATH. THEY COULD MAKE THEIR OWN LIVES.

And if they could do that... then how good is the TVA, truly?

So instead, he has to twist this, find some way to be repulsed by Loki's development-- "this kind of sick, twisted romantic relationship" because how dare Mobius, even for a second, think that maybe there is more to this relationship between Loki and Sylvie than an "incredible seismic narcissist" only ever being able to fall in love with himself? To look in the reflection and see beauty-- not in the dagger and what it's bond, it's craft, it's story means, but rather in the image mirrored back through that love. The person loving, not the existence of love itself. That's why it stabs you in the back, that's why the metaphor failed, because at the time, Loki didn't understand real love, romantic, familial, platonic, or self. He cared for his mother, but he failed her-- he lost her. He always pushed her away enough to keep himself safe, never truly feeling it all. But with Sylvie? it's different. Sylvie understands him. Sylvie, in some ways, is him. Of course he has to learn to love her, to appreciate all she has accomplished despite her struggles. He has to love her so that he can understand that he, too, deserves love. If Sylvie, with the same childhood and parents as him, with trauma and blood on her hands like him, that same desperate attempt to be alone in order to save themselves from being abandoned... if he knows she is worthy of love and happiness, then why can't he be as well? Why does he always have to be alone?

And then when Mobius tells him that Sylvie's been pruned, it destroys him-- he's alone again. Because he can never return to his timeline, never have that Ragnarok bond with his brother, be a true Odinson, avenge his mother. Sylvie is dead-- the one person that could possibly love him because she was him and he's a narcissist (in his own words). Mobius no longer believes him, can no longer see through the lies, too blinded by his own rage and fear and pain. Loki, once again, has no one (the fact that you can pinpoint the exact moment he realizes all this too, ep4 23:06, while Mobius continues to brush his warnings aside and rant on Loki and Sylvie).

"Well, I'm gonna have to close this case now, 'cause I don't need you anymore."

And so, he takes one last jab at Mobius--

"Out of all the liars in this place, and there are a great many, you are the biggest."

M: "Why? 'Cause I lied about your girlfriend?" Because I told you she was dead, because you were terrified, because you don't know how to go on without her?

L: "Oh, no. That I can respect." Ofc you would, that's your job, get information out of me. Manipulate me into thinking I can trust you because you don't trust me enough to let me tell you on my own. Because everything I do is out of my own interest. Of course you would lie about that, so would I. "I mean the lies you tell yourself."

You refuse to believe me now, to think that I could care for you as well, that I am capable of more than loving myself or a version of me. That maybe, for once, I'm not just trying to look out for myself. That maybe knowing that you're trapped here after believing you actually had free will, to learn that no one in this universe-- this sick, twisted timeline --actually has free will. Please believe me, please let me help. I didn't give up on Sylvie, I won't give up on you if you just give me time.

Anyways, this episode absolutely destroyed me

[syrupa]

Hello there! I hope you are fine. I jist found you and I need to say, since I'm gay for these girls I'm absolutely delighted! If match-ups are open, I'd like to have a romantic matchup!

So uh I'm 17, INFP, a pisces and a pansexual, I use she/her pronouns. My love languages are words of affirmation and physical touch.

For the hobbies; I love watching anime, literature, myths, listening and observing people, comforting people or just listen their rantings, reading, listening music and singing.... I am not that good at gardening and stuff but sometimes I do this as well...

For my personality, I'm that mom-friend that every friend group has. Need some painkillers? BAM! Need some pads? Do you need 1 or 50? You are hurt? Don't worry I have an aid kit. Your stomach or head hurts? Honey, don't you worry I have a various kind of herb teas with myself.

If someone needs a shoulder to cry on, that person is me. If somebody hurts my friends I go like "So you are saying that he/she/they broke your heart? Okay give me the names and addresses. Now."I would deal with them and then say "So do I need to break some more faces?"

But I'm actually very kind and smiley. I'm the kind of person who smiles at strangers, hold the door for them, talk with a waiter casually and smile at them as well. I never judge someone for their nationality, skin color, language, sexuality etc. And If I see someone bully another person for these reasons or another one, I stand against the bully and if needed I beat them. Yet, I'm one hell of an insecure and anxious girl and I bite my lips a lot and I also pick at the skin of my fingers when I'm absolutely anxious and always carry band-aids to cover them because a few people in my family( not my parents though) made me feel bad about them but still, I don't like showing this vulnerable state of mine to everyone so I bottle up everything.

I may seem like an cold and serious person at first meeting but over time I'm the biggest goofball and crackhead you can ever see! Sometimes I'm a bit sarcastic and tease my closest friends a lot- ofc I never offend them. I know what they are insecure about( if they are, WHICH isn't allowed on my watch.) and my friends always tell me that I kinda flirt with them but I never realize and When I actually try to flirt, I can't? But I also know how to be serious as well.

My ideal date would probably be an indoor one. Like cooking together, watching a movie or reading a book or just cuddling while some soft music plays in the background.

For my likes and dislikes, I HATE the unnecessary hate. Like, to everyone and everything. Be it black people, asians, LGBTQ+ people, animals, like anyone living! I believe that everyone's life( except a few shits' 😡😤) is a gift so I seriously don't understand hate. I also hate eggplant since I have an allergy and the last time I ate it, I did vomit for 3 days🤮

For the likes, I guess I cannot really pinpoint something but I love books and every meal with chicken🤤! I also love cleaning and tidying up too!

That was soooo long and I apologize for that! I didn't want to include more since I literally poured everything about me here 😅 Thanks a lot in advance and I hope you have a great day! Bye bye👋

I match you with...

Toru Hagakure

You'd meet on a public bus. The two of you sat next to each other, minding each others business. However, Toru noticed you picking at your fingers. She lightly tapped your shoulder and offered you a napkin to cover it with. You kindly declined, telling her that you had some bandaids but she insisted you have the napkin just incase. In the end you thanked her and took the napkin.

After that, Toru started some small talk. Of course, you went along with it. The conversation went very well. She was a pretty funny girl who had you laughing a lot. Your interaction went so smooth, from afar it would look like you've been friends for ages. When she had to get off, she asked for your number. You happily gave it to her and she waved you goodbye.

You and Toru would message and meet up with each other often. If you said you didn't fancy the girl you would be lying. She was funny, nice, and cheerful! Who wouldn't? It started out as a small crush. But of course, it turned into you thinking about her 24/7. You had even started to drop everything just to hang out with her. In return, she would do the same for you.

Your other friends would tease you for this. To them, it was pretty obvious you liked Toru more than a friend. Your friends also noticed how she was always talking about you. She would try to message or be with you every second of the day. She'd also buy you little gifts saying they reminded her of you. Hell, she would even leave lingering touches. They told you all of this, wanting you to just confess. But, you would always tell them that you probably didn't deserve a girl like her and how she was just being kind.

This went on for almost two years. Two years of hanging out with her every single day. Two years of hiding your feelings for this girl. Your friends had stopped trying to get you to confess, thinking this was a hopeless situation. But Toru's friends on the other hand had just started. Mina had came up with a dramatic idea for Toru to confess. The invisible girl obviously didn't want to go through with the plan, saying she'd confess someday. But that didn't stop Mina.

One night while you were studying, you heard a noise from your window. You quietly opened the window, expecting it to be a bird or something. When you looked out, you saw Toru and her friends outside in cheerleading outfits. Toru was clearly embarrassed as Ochako put on some cheesy love song on from a speaker. They proceeded to perform a quick dance. In all honesty, it was pretty bad. But you'd be lying if you said it wasn't cute. At the end of the dance, Mina had shouted that Toru wanted to take you out someday. Giggling, you shouted back that you'd love to go out sometime.

Although that was extremely cringy and cheesy, it was funny and made for a fucking fantastic story to tell.

Once you finally made it offical, Toru became very clingy. She loved holding your hand and hugging you when you're not expecting it. After long and hard days, she'd pamper your face in kisses. On sleepless nights, you'd cuddle with her and read her mythical stories until you both fell asleep.

She adores how reliable you are. She often feels like a background character in her own life and doubts her abilities to become a hero. You're quick to comfort her and make sure she knows her worth. Of course, she does the same for you. Checking up on you, complimenting you, comforting you, etc. Toru is basically your personal cheerleader for life. When you're insecure or anxious, leave it to your loving girlfriend to reassure you and kiss your worries away!

She started carrying bandaids around herself for you. Even though you always have some, she brings extra just in case. When you started dating her though, you'd pick at your fingers less since she always wanted to hold hands. Whenever you're biting your lip, she taps your shoulder and asks you for a kiss.

When you accidentally flirt with her she gets really giggly and nervous. She never brought it up cause she didn't want to embarrass you so she just took it. It's so cute that you started to flirt with her on purpose. Once she realized you were doing it on purpose, she playfully hit your arm and said something along the lines of, "YOU CAN'T SAY THINGS LIKE THAT [NAME]!"

Sometimes you and her lay down in her bed together while she rambles about her day. It's really relaxing for both of you. She likes to talk a lot and you like to listen. It's perfect! Also it's an excuse to hear her beautiful voice.

She started picking up on your motherly acts. Always providing everything people need with little to no hesitation, being the shoulder for her friends to cry on, etc. Toru really looks up to you and can say with confidence that you make her an overall better person.

Your playlist consist of many love songs. I don't make the rules. Also she encourages you to sing all the time. She loves hearing your voice. And when you two sing together? AAAAAAAA It's very cute and adorable. Everyone you meet is 100% at least a little jealous of your relationship.

Baking dates are her favorite! She's obviously not the best at baking but those dates are always filled with laughter and smiles. On those dates, you two try to make loads of desserts. Cookies, Cakes, Cinnamon Buns, etc. You both know it's not healthy but neither of you really care. The kitchen always ends up messy after these days. Once you and Toru decide it's time to call it a night, the day ends with midnight cuddles whilst a movie plays in the background.