#maybe I'm cursed or maybe it's something about the profession that makes them treat their patients like shit

[shamebats]

I try very hard to be a "trust the science/doctors and not random guys on the internet" guy but if I'd held that position regarding gynecological health & didn't do my own research online, I would've never gotten anything close to decent medical care from them.

This is a medical profession that often won't run tests unless you're trying to get pregnant and it's interfering with that. Otherwise they just tell you to take the pill. They don't care about your wellbeing unless you're putting in the effort to be a good little baby factory. Not sure if it's the same everywhere but that was my experience.

I've only ever seen one gyn who knew more than me about birth control & he was an expensive private one I saw once when I was weighing my options regarding sterilization. He was the only one I didn't have to argue with because he got all the facts right & treated me like a person.

I fucking hate gynecologists & I wouldn't be surprised if it kills me one day because I refuse to see them more often than is absolutely necessary (thankfully my fear of getting pregnant trumps my hatred of the profession, but I can't say the same for cervical cancer). I'm perfectly fine with most other doctors, even dentists, but gyns have consistently been the worst informed, most misogynistic & transphobic doctors I've had to deal with. Even the psychiatrist who diagnosed me with "transsexuality" like they were using a guidebook from the 1980's was more respectful than most gynecologists I've had.

I swear every time I force myself to see a new one I end up having to sit through the most invasive, unprofessional lecture that I literally didn't ask for and they always have no clue what they're talking about, but it sure as fuck doesn't stop them. Then I check online & they mostly have positive reviews because they probably only treat you that badly if you're not conforming to what they want you to be doing with your body, (or maybe their patients largely don't think they deserve better treatment because it's what they're used to).

The gynecologist was surprised to learn I wanted an IUD because apparently another trans guy just recently told her, very confidently, that he can't get pregnant because T makes you infertile.

Guys. Boys. Dudes. Folks... Don't play with fire.

Testosterone can inhibit some of the other hormonal levels that trigger ovulation, making ovulation less predictable. Many peoples’ ovaries will release eggs less frequently, if at all. However, this doesn’t mean that ovulation entirely stops if someone is taking testosterone. This means that a person on T can still be fertile and get pregnant while on testosterone.

[violetthistle1]

Trick or treat, pls?

Yay! You get a snippet of a new project I'm going to work on next, if I can ever figure it out!

The premise is after the war, Remus is continually approached by people who need his help with with one mystery or another, and he very reluctantly gets roped into helping them. Here is the hook for one of those mysteries. I'm thinking of having the woman be Pandora, maybe.

****

“For the love of all that is holy would you stop making predictions! I’ve had too many completely ruin my life, I’d rather stay in the dark on what my future may be!” Remus shouted.

“How many is too many?” The woman asked.

“Just the one, but it led to all my friends either dying or betraying me, so it was one too many, thank you! You’ve already spouted off a dozen predictions, and I can only imagine how that’s going to mess up my life, so if you please, go fuck off and leave me alone!” 

“I can’t help it, Professor, they just come out, half the time I don’t even realize they’re prophecies until it’s pointed out!” 

“What did you call me?” Remus furrowed his brow.

“What, Professor?” 

“Never mind, I don't want to know! 

“You’re a teacher aren’t you?” 

“Nope! I’m not listening! La la la la!” Remus quickly plugged his ears. 

“Oh, that hasn’t happened yet. Opsie! See? This is what I mean, I sometimes know things about people, and I have to figure out what things have already happened, and what things are foretold, and it’s basically impossible to figure out until you mention something and then they react like you are now.” 

“I have a solution for that.” 

“Really? I’d love to hear it!” 

“It’s this little thing called stop talking!” 

“Well that’s very impractical, and they say you’re the logical one!” 

“Who’s they?!” 

“Lily—”

“STOP! I don’t want to know!”

“You’re the one who asked!” 

“So sorry to have given you the idea that I still wanted to be in this conversation.” 

“Moony, you have to help me!” 

“Where the fuck do you get off calling me that?” Remus was getting angry now. Nobody called him that. Not anymore.

“Well you didn’t like Professor, and I felt like calling you darling baby was a little too familiar!” 

“It’s Remus, just call me Remus, or better yet, call me nothing at all because I’m leaving!” 

“Remus, that’s an odd name, isn’t it? How did they get Moony from that?” 

Remus actually laughed. “You know my pet name and apparently future profession, but you can’t divine why I’m called Moony?” 

She stared at him intently for a full minute. “No, I haven’t the slightest idea, sorry about that. Is it a funny in-joke or something?” 

“Yeah or something.” Remus rolled his eyes. “Bye!” 

“You can’t leave! You don’t know about the dementor attack!” 

“Lucky for me I’m quite adept at the Patronus charm. I think I’ll manage.” 

“I swear I didn’t even plan on saying that, it just came out on its own accord. Please! I can’t help it, it’s a curse, I don’t know how to control it but it’s ruining my life!”

[spicylove4ever]

Analysis and thoughts on Lucifer Season 5B

Since Season 6 is coming, and I want to analise that trailer but I still hadn't said a word about the previous thing, I thought it was time to catch up.

Warning: Controversial opinion. Keep reading at your own risk.

Let's get started.

First things first, the premise on the 5B season was: Michael brought things to a breaking point that lead to God to appear on Earth. The first thing I thought was, wait WHAT? But you didn't move a finger when Uriel died!

But that was something that I already had in mind when the 5B started. And then the chapters went on, and things added, and I was shocked in good ways, but also the bad way in too many things.

There are tons of things that came to mind while watching the whole thing, but I think if I explain them all this will be too long. Let's go to the main points:

1. God.

For a starter, his personality. Ok, I know is basically common knowledge that he went chill after all the Jesus thing, so a calm personality is not a surprise, to be honest.

But this is not the answer we should get after all the build-up we had on all the series. What did we know about how he was all allong the series before he appeared?

He's a manipulative person, for all that treating like pawns his own children thing.... and also everybody. All for his great plan, whatever it is (maybe is just like a Sims-like thing, he wants the bigger picture to be in a way and made all those things for turning the outcome into what he wanted?). Also, than means megalomania.

Lucifer described that when he gets angry, greatly bad things follow, like poking a colossal dragon. We saw that with the mentioned temper of the Old Testament, and the Fall of Lucifer (being expulsed from Heaven and all that), how he imprisioned his wife in FREAKING HELL and Cain's Curse. So, it's stablished that in this series, God has a temper, big time, but it also seemed he went more chill after centuries.

So, what did I expected from that description?

I expected something with the personality in between these two up there and with a hidden temper that goes like when Galadriel does her creepy thing. What I mean, is that both Kyubey from Madoka Magica and Jerry from Soul are inmortal beings and powerful, who care only about the big picture. Jerry has more experience in working with people, and has this chill actitude of caretaker, something that I kind of expected to see in God, and Kyubey in the end, only cares about its goal, and actually gives a shit about people's feelings and does things to them that serve to the purpose and think it's damn fine because by its balls it has to be right, something that I expected to see in God as well.

And did we got instead?

Well.......

Yes, he gave a feeling of being inmortal for all his knowledge and there was this how he doesn't actually gives a pose of authority since he's God and he doesn't have to prove anything to anybody.

But he didn't have any imposing aura, wasn't scary at all, and I still can't get through how he doesn't know how to spot the simptoms of brain freeze and how he got into trouble half of the time. Shouldn't he know better than spill that his son is working for the police when going undercover?

But this is not the answer to all the build-up you gave us, series creators!

And what's with his relationship between Lucifer and his father? That seems odd as well.

Lucifer is supposed to be the son that goes against everything he wants, that has disobeyed him all the time, and insobordinates constantly. I take that he might have a different oppinion of his son now, and that would have been great if they had made the character mention how he has changed his mind over his son and why!

Instead, he just goes like nothing ever happened and expected everyone to go along with it. Also, stalks Lucifer and goes into his life doing the annoying father thing.

What's more, Lucifer had to take care of his father half of the time. And that usually doesn't happen when your parent is inmortal, and even if God made himself a human, where did all his experience go?

By the way, Lucifer's reaction to this is spot on, but spot on with the character that we got in the end. I would have expected that Lucifer was terrifyed about what would his dad doing on Earth, and how could that affect all the people he cares about, but since this God is what we got, Lucifer reacted that way.

And then there is the thing about his retirement. Where did that even come from?

His power has been going crazy? Ok, but that has come only on the recent time. There is no evidence that supports a decision to retire just like that. Make changes? Ok. Retire? WTF.

And not just that, he just leaves to Goddess' universe and makes the kids solve by themselves how would that turn out.

And don't get me started about how a divorced couple made up just like that. Didn't he vanished her and put her into a cell? Why was she so chill?

Which leads to the next point.

2. Amenadiel and why did he not take the throne.

Ok, so Amenadiel wanted to focus into being a father and don't want to leave his life on Earth. That's ok.

But as far as we knew, Lucifer was pretty much the same, right?

Not to mention they still had a problem. A problem called Michael.

He was elegible to be God's sucessor, and if he got that power, he would turn Lucifer's and everyone close to him lifes into a living hell, which could include Amenadiel and his new family easily.

They should had have that in mind, and should have in mind the determintation to avoid it AT ALL COSTS.

So, what to do? If Amenadiel had that much support from the other angels on the very beggining, then he had to take the chance!

They both have grown with Michael, and I thought Amenadiel watched Game of Thrones, so they should have known better than to give him a chance to ruin their lives for eternity.

Yes, Lucifer has traits that make him a good pick for being God, and he does have experience with the reignant profession, but they couldn't afford to lose an election!

3. New angels

First, good call to the part that they answered the question of what happened to the other angels that supported Lucifer back in the day. I really wanted to know where they were. My headcanons where crushed, but hey, at least they gave us a explanation.

I really liked Zadquiel. He might be pretty judmental but he was in the end a great guy when he saw Lucifer's change of heart, and he had more guts than most of the other angels, and honorable. I respect honor.

Remiel's redemption! I first found her scary, given the way she handled how Amenadiel changed and he had a son. But mostly because she showed no remorse to her first plan to kill Linda and then steal the baby. But she had absolutely clear Michael is not to trust, so she backed Lucifer. Respect..... which made very sad her demise... Explain again to me why the other angels show so little response to that.

But I'm kind of upset of how the other angels were to support Michael. Is like they don't know their own lying-brother and how he's not to be trusted. They were really that suspicious of Lucifer, or was it that Michael is that scary? Or are they that susceptible to Michael's lies?

Seriously, wtf...

Appart from that, I think most of what they showed on this season was spot on. Deeply emotional, too.

[smileyoongle]

Yandere BTS! Birthday Banters

@min-t-posts I got you! This is a sweet request and I really like it. Hope you like it too. Since this is a soft Yandere, please know that their Yandere tendencies are gonna be at their lowest. Now.... LET'S GET IT!

Kim Seokjin:

It was hard, in fact, very hard. Having a boyfriend who never left you alone along with the problem of buying a birthday present for him, how could someone handle it? Because you certainly couldn't. When you had sneaked out of the house and met Jungkook and Hoseok at the mall, you didn't think Jin was gonna find out. But you were stupid. Of course, he had to find out. Your giddiness was replaced with horror when he turned up to take you home, not even muttering a word to the other two who had helped you.

"I don't think you should be mad at me, princess. You were the one who left without my permission." Jin said, his voice sending shivers down your spine but you were too angry to deal with him. You glared at him and placed your hands on your hips. "I have every right to be mad at you. How do I do things when you're following me everywhere, Jin?!" You bellowed, kicking the couch beside you, only to have it hurt your foot. You winced but composed yourself. However, Jin had noticed and he took a step towards you, stretching out his hand to pull you to him but you swatted it away. Hurt flashed in his eyes but it went just as it came. "There's nothing that you have to do. You know you can just tell me and I can-" you cut him off with a frustrated groan, running your hands through your hair. "No, there are some things that need to be done by ME. I can't exactly tell you to go buy yourself a birthday present and not look at it until I give it to you with my own hands, can I?" You argued, watching as Jin's jaw dropped. His heart swelled at hearing that you wanted to buy him something. He was screaming at himself internally for spoiling everything. With a defeated sob, you plopped down on the couch and buried your head in your hands. Jin gulped and kneeled in front of you. He couldn't help that he didn't want you hanging out with someone else. He just loved you too much. Taking your hands in his, he removed them from your face and tucked your hair behind your ear. "I'm sorry, Y/N. But thinking about other people being around you is just....I'm scared that someday they'll realize how perfect you are and take you away from me." He apologized, looking at you with eyes full of desperation. You shook your head and leaned your forehead on his, smiling softly. "I only love you, Jin. No one can change that. But I'm still mad at you. I'll forgive you after you apologize to Kookie and Hobi." You pulled back and crossed your arms. Jin's jaw clenched at your words. He didn't wanna apologize to them at all. But if it was you, then he couldn't risk it. Nodding at you, he kissed your forehead as you snuggled closer to him.

Kim Namjoon:

You threw the fluffy pillow across the room, sighing in satisfaction as it hit the wall and fell to the floor. You were almost ashamed of yourself due to your inability to convince Namjoon to let you go out. Alone. You recalled the time when you were really good at convincing people but you probably lost that skill while staying with Namjoon. He was far too good at reasoning about everything which made you question your own choices. It had been about two weeks and you had made no progress with your problem. In the coming two days was your dearest boyfriend's birthday but he was too busy protecting you to even consider the possibility that maybe you wanted to do something for him. The door to the bedroom opened, revealing Namjoon holding a tray of food and taking in the appearance of the bedroom. He raised his eyebrows at the fallen pillows and the messy sheets of the bed where you had been whining and rolling around. His eyes fell on you and he tilted his head making you gulp from your place on the bed. He slowly walked around the bed and placed the tray on the nightstand before grabbing your wrist and pulling you into his lap. "And what exactly is bothering you, hmm? Don't think I haven't been noticing how annoyed you've been. Now tell me, so that I can take care of it for you." He said, his fingers drawing circles on your back as you stared at him with wide eyes. If you didn't know any better, you'd have melted at hearing his words. Sometimes, Namjoon took things too far and you wondered how you fell for him. Nonetheless, you loved him truly. "Speak up, baby." He prompted, his breath tickling your neck. "Why won't you let me go out?" You asked in a small voice, not wanting this discussion to erupt into a full-blown argument. "We talked about this, Y/N. You want to go out alone but there are too many dangers out there. And what am I going to do if you try to ru-" that was the end of the line for you. You yanked his hands off of you and got up from his lap. "Run away? Really, Namjoon? That's how much you trust me? All I wanted to do was buy something for you since it's your birthday but I guess that's dangerous too." You scoffed and crossed your arms, not even looking at him anymore. Namjoon blinked at you with a confused expression. Did you want to give him a present? Him? "What? A gift?" He asked, confirming as if he was hearing things. You nodded at him mockingly, pulling the blankets over your head and hiding. Namjoon cursed under his breath, feeling guilty that he upset you even though you were only doing something for him. Lifting the blanket from one end, he got inside and hugged you from behind, letting his fingers tickled your sides until he heard your laughter. He grinned and straddled you, your giggles coming to a halt. "I am sorry, baby. You just make me so crazy. Now if you still want to get me something then let's go. I'll keep my eyes closed the entire time, okay?" He smiled as you nodded and pulled him to hug you, the blanket surrounding the two of you in your own twisted but sweet love life.

Min Yoongi:

You dragged your feet towards the car, sighing loudly while glaring at the bags in your hand signifying all the branded things that Yoongi bought for you. This wasn't supposed to be about you at all, it was supposed to be about Yoongi. But you couldn't exactly buy anything with him following you like a tail, could you? Tossing the bags in the backseat, you slammed the door shut and got in the passenger seat. You leaned your head on the window after fastening your seatbelt, patiently waiting for Yoongi to start the car. After what seemed like an hour, you frowned on noticing that you were still in the parking lot and turned to see what your boyfriend was up to. All this time, Yoongi had been burning holes in the side of your head at your lack of communication. You hadn't spoken to him even while shopping, seemingly lost in your own world. This was the one thing he despised with all his heart, he couldn't help but feel like you were ignoring him on purpose, even if you weren't. Yoongi's intense gaze made you shift uncomfortably in your seat, your hands clutching each other in your lap. The silence was overbearing and it threatened to consume you until Yoongi decided to speak. "We aren't going anywhere unless you tell me why I'm being ignored after treating you to a perfect day." He said, his voice completely blank. You bit your lower lip, contemplating what to say. Your plans of shopping alone went out the window anyway, and it's not like you could lie to him and go somewhere else without being caught either. So then how were you supposed to get him a present if he was gonna stick to you like glue? Yoongi let out a frustrated groan and picked you up from your seat as you yelped, placing you between him and the steering wheel. His hands gripped your waist and pulled you to him, your breath hitching at the proximity. "I can do this all day, you know." He murmured against your neck, your hands tightening around the collar of his shirt. "I needed to buy you something." You said, your voice coming out strained. Yoongi stopped his torture on your neck, pulling back to look you in the eyes and tilting his head with a frown. You sighed in defeat and fiddled with your fingers. "It's your birthday and I wanted to do something special." You confessed, stealing glances at him. You missed the blush that crept up Yoongi's cheek, your words hitting him in the most gentle way possible. This showed just how much you appreciated him, though not more than he did you. His lips stretched into a smile as he cupped your cheeks. "I don't need a gift, babe. I have you and that's the only thing I need." He stated before kissing you. You smiled into the kiss, your heart banging against your ribcage. At times he made you question why you loved him but he made sure that your questions weren't left unanswered. He loved you in his own way. But it was still love.

Jung Hoseok:

The movie played in the background as you hurriedly typed on your phone, oblivious to Hoseok who was standing behind you and eyeing you like a hawk. It had been a week and Hoseok had never seen you this distracted before. He had tried to get your attention by doing all sorts of nonsense but you were too busy to give a damn. He couldn't help but think that maybe someone else had caught your eye. Sure, your relationship was rocky at the beginning, purely because Hoseok had come out of nowhere and professed his love for you when you didn't even know him. But with time, everything had become okay and you ended up falling in love with him. "Why would you be texting Jimin when I'm right here, sunshine?" Hoseok asked from behind you, his lips beside your ear. You flinched and locked your phone, clutching it tightly as you stood up and turned to Hoseok. "What are you talking about?" You chuckled nervously, brushing away the strands of hair that escaped your ponytail. Hoseok gritted his teeth and walked around the couch until he stood in front of you. You swallowed thickly, eyes darting around the room and spotting the clock. There were still 2 minutes left and you had no idea on how to keep Hoseok occupied when he was angry. "I saw it, Y/N. So cut the bullshit and tell me what it is. Have you been getting a little too close to Jimin?" He accused as your eyes widened. Your heart broke a little at his words. Is that what he thought about you? You narrowed your eyes and clenched your jaw. You weren't scared of your boyfriend, although you did agree he could be scary at times. "Is that how low you think of me, Hoseok?" You replied, not taking your eyes off of him. Hoseok felt bad that he was jumping to conclusions but you weren't giving him much of a choice. His eyes landed on your hands that you had hidden behind your back. Without a word, he moved forward and grabbed your hand, trying to take the phone from your hand as you shrieked. Your little wrestling went on for a minute until the bell rung and you mumbled a 'thank god' under your breath. Hoseok paused and glared at you, taking slow steps towards the door and disappearing from your sight. You closed your eyes and caught your breath, deciding that you didn't need to be mad at Hoseok, it was his birthday after all. You heard the door close and you smiled, rushing towards where Hoseok must be standing. "Happy Birthday!" You cheered, laughing at hoseok's shocked expression. You couldn't believe you had pulled it off. You had managed to keep everything a secret from him for an entire week. Hoseok wanted to cry because of how touched he was. He had spent the entire week worrying about losing you whereas you had only been trying to set up a surprise for him. He stared at the box of cake along with a bouquet of flowers and a blue velvet box that Jimin had dropped off. You ran to him and picked up the blue box, opening it to reveal two silver rings with both your initials carved on the inside. Taking one out, you grabbed your boyfriend's hand and slipped it onto his finger. "I love you, Jung Hoseok. So don't you ever think that I'd cheat on you because you're the only one I want." You mumbled before pressing a quick kiss on his lips. Hoseok found himself nodding and smiling at you. He picked you up and spun you around, hearing your giggles that made his heart swell.

Park Jimin:

Jimin rubbed his eyes, frowning on feeling the empty space beside him. The moon shone it's light through the curtains as the clock on the nightstand illuminated the room with its neon display. 2:03 AM. Jimin looked towards the bathroom, waiting for any kind of noise indicating that you were in there. And he did hear a noise but it wasn't from the bathroom, it was from outside of the bedroom. Jimin quickly got out of bed and walked out of the bedroom, looking around the dark hallway until he saw light coming from the study. He almost ran, curious as to why you were awake at this time. Meanwhile, you had managed to knock down the lamp on the table, wincing as it fell on the carpet with a thud. You continued writing messages on the small strips of paper after confirming that your boyfriend was, indeed, asleep. How stupid of you! Jimin peeked in at your form hunched over the table, watching as you tossed a paper behind you with a heavy sigh. Not being able to control himself, he opened the slightly ajar door and grabbed the paper, not even looking at you as you turned around with a horror-stricken face.

Home is the only way to describe you.

Jimin's lips quivered as he read the sentence, again and again, not being able to believe his eyes. Were you writing love letters to someone? He slowly lifted his head to look at you, his eyes glossy and sad. "What....who is he?" He inquired, unable to stop the tears from falling down. After all, he had given you everything and never once let you cry so what went wrong? You frowned, ignoring the chills that ran down your spine. "I don't understand." You explained, eyes widening as jimin clenched his jaw and punched the table. It didn't seem like he found out about your birthday present yet. This was something else. "Who are you writing this for, Y/N?! And don't lie to me because you know I will find out. He won't get away from trying to take you away from me!" He yelled making you flinch. Jimin had never been this mad at you so this was a first. You took cautious steps towards him and placed your hands on his shoulders. "I was making your birthday present, Jimin." You mumbled, looking at him with apologetic eyes. As soon as the words left your mouth, his anger deduced to nothing. "What? Th-then why are you making it at this time?" He stuttered, mentally slapping himself for reacting so harshly. You smiled softly and hugged him, rubbing soothing circles on his back. "Because my dear boyfriend doesn't leave me alone for a second, not that I'm complaining. So I don't have much of a choice but to do it at this time." You explained, feeling his body relax under your touch. A small 'oh' left Jimin's mouth as he wrapped his arms around you, pulling you closer to him. "Sorry. I promise I'll leave you alone. But only until my birthday." He said, pulling away and cupping your cheeks, smiling when you laughed. As much as jimin hated the idea of being away from you, he decided to give it a go. You didn't care that he found out that you were making something for him as long as he didn't feel insecure. He was exactly as you described him. Home.

Kim Taehyung:

"I need to get to work." You whined, trying to pry your boyfriend's hands off of you. He mumbled something sleepily and pulled you closer to him, not wanting to let you go. You sighed and looked at the clock, cursing under your breath on realising that you're getting late. Taehyung had already called in sick for you twice in the current week because he wanted to spend the day with you. You were surprised at how the company allowed it even though aware of taehyung's tactics. "Just relax, babe. I called in sick for you." Taehyung said in his raspy voice, your eyes widening at his words. A lot of emotions hit you all at once, anger, sadness, frustration etc. But mainly, you felt defeated. Because your plan of buying a birthday present for your boyfriend had gone out of the window. And the worst part, the next day was his birthday. You clenched your jaw and pushed him with all your strength, sending him down to the floor. He let out a yelp, closing his eyes and rubbing his back where he had hit it on the nightstand. You gasped on realising what you had done, shivers running down your spine when Taehyung stood up and glared at you with gritted teeth. Before you could get the words out, he grabbed your ankle and pulled you to lay on your back as he straddled you, pinning your hands above your head. "I don't understand the problem, love. You're acting like I committed a crime." He sneered at you, your heart pounding in your chest. You gulped, trying to decide if your complaining would make things better or worse. "I- I just had something important to do, Tae." You whispered, watching his eyes soften just for a second. It was probably because he loved hearing his nickname from your mouth. He tilted his head mockingly at you. "What could be so important, Y/N?" He asked, narrowing his eyes at you. You closed your eyes and took a deep breath. It was definitely no use lying to him now. "It's your birthday. I just wanted to get you a present." You confessed, feeling his grip on your hands become loose. You had caught Taehyung off guard seeing as he never expected this from you. Yes, people did buy him gifts but they were just a formality. Coming from you, it meant a lot to him. He picked you up in his arms and hugged you tightly, kissing your head. "Really?" He asked while displaying his famous boxy grin. You giggled and nodded as he hugged you again before leaning his forehead against yours. "I'm sorry, my love. I shouldn't have reacted like that. Hit me harder next time, will you?" He said, his voice holding a little seriousness in it. You replied with a kiss, smiling when your lips met his. "Also, waking up next to you is the greatest gift I could ever ask for." He mumbled against your lips as your hands wrapped around his neck.

Jeon Jungkook:

You huffed and flipped the pages of the book, ignoring the knocking on the door along with jungkook's whining. It had been hours since you had locked yourself in the bedroom after having a small argument with your boyfriend. "Fine, I'll just apologize for all the things I think you're mad for. I'm sorry that I almost killed your coworker who was shamelessly eye fucking you. I'm sorry that I didn't let you attend your manipulative best friend's party. I'm sorry that I burned your favourite dress on purpose-" you were somewhat smiling at his apologies but when you heard him talk about your dress, you just couldn't sit there anymore. You opened the door harshly, internally wincing when it hit the wall at the side. Jungkook's hand was balled up into a fist and hanging midair, where he had been knocking on the door without a pause. "You burned that dress on purpose?!" You exclaimed, not believing what you had heard. Jungkook cleared his throat and put on his scary demeanour but you seemed unaffected by it. "It was too short, Y/N." He stated, putting his hands in his pockets. You scoffed and walked past him, hitting his shoulder with yours. You were almost in the living room when you felt his hand grabbing your wrist and turning you around. You gasped when your back hit the wall and Jungkook stood in front of you, his hands placed on either side of your head. "You can't stay mad at me forever. And that too without telling me why." He complained, frowning at your arrogance. Lately, you had become a little too comfortable with him and that made you lose all the fear you had regarding him. Now he was just your crazy but amazing and handsome boyfriend. "Watch me." You challenged, feeling your confidence waver when his eyes turned darker. "Y/N." He taunted, moving closer to you. You turned your head to the side to avoid his eyes which didn't look so innocent anymore. "I'm gonna stay mad at you forever just because you didn't give me my space so that I could plan something for your freaking birthday." You said hurriedly, clamping your mouth shut immediately when you realized you had told him everything. It was actually quite amusing to watch him struggle but maybe it was getting too much. Jungkook's eyes widened as he took in what you had just said. He had been wracking his brain with all the things that might have upset you but here you were, sad that you didn't get to do anything for him. You were too adorable for his heart to handle. He chuckled softly and leaned his head on your shoulder as you frowned. "That's it?" He questioned with a grin while you rolled your eyes. You pushed him away and started walking away. "It's a big deal for me, okay? I love Jeon Jungkook too much to just let this day go by without a celebration." You replied, crossing your arms. Jungkook rushed to you and wrapped his arms around you from behind, hugging you with all the love he could muster. "I love you more, princess. Now for the birthday, you plan out everything and we'll spend the day however you want. Will you forgive me then?" He asked, kissing your neck as you smiled. "We can work with that." You said, turning around to hug him back. Jungkook was glad that he had taken it in his hands to make you his. Things could have gone bad but they hadn't and he was grateful. Anything to be with you.

This turned out to be too soft and now my heart can't handle it. I'll just suffer while you check out other imagines on my blog. Thanks for reading!

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[yourheroacademy]

First I got to say, i'm a big fan of your work! And I was wondering if I could request scenario/headcanons (whichever you feel more comfortable with) for Izuku, Tenya, Katsuki, Mirio and Shoto meeting their S/O's loving but overbearing grandma, please?

this is so cute?? omg? and thank you! I hope you like this!! it’s under a cut for length

Nothing has really ever made Bakugou nervous, but he’s quickly realizing that this maybe should have. He’s sitting on your couch while you greet your grandma at the door, tugging at the collar of his dress shirt because it’s way too tight for his liking. He won’t undo the top button though, partly because you begged him not to and partly because, although he won’t admit it, he wants your grandmother to like him.

That’s a huge statement coming from Bakugou, whose second biggest mantra is that he doesn’t give a fuck about what other people think of him. It’s second only to his creed of being the number one hero, of course. So when you walk back into the apartment with your grandma in tow to see his shirt still buttoned, you know he’s really trying for you.

The three of you make it to dinner fairly easily, Bakugou hasn’t even cursed yet. He’s curt, his arms are crossed, and he doesn’t prolong any conversations, but that’s to be expected of your boyfriend. You think he’s doing pretty well so far, all things considered.

When you’ve all pretty much finished eating and your grandma starts to ask questions is when you begin to worry, though. You try to steer your curious grandmother towards the recent hiking trip you and Katsuki had taken, but she’s determined on grilling your grimace-wearing boyfriend.

“I saw you on TV the other day,” She begins, elbows coming up to rest on the table while she levels Bakugou with a brave gaze, “Your quirk seems quite dangerous.”

Katsuki’s eyes narrow, red irises glowing with emotion that you hope he can hold back. “It can be,” He responds cooly, “For villains.”

Your grandmother smirks at his confidence, “So you’ve never hurt (Y/N)?”

“No!” Bakugou growls, reflexively snarling at what he sees as an assumption that he’s no good for you, “I wouldn’t fucking dare hurt (Y/N)! And neither will anyone else as long as I’m around!“

You stare at Bakugou in horror because he just cursed as your grandmother for All Might’s sake. Your hands come up to hide your face from however the rest of this scene is going to play out, but when you hear your grandma laughing you peek through your fingers quick enough to see her relaxing back into her chair.

Bakugou stands and snaps his hands down on the table, perturbed by her laughter but regaining control of his tongue for the moment. His brow is creased in angry bewilderment, why is she laughing at him? You’re personally more confused as to why she hasn’t already banned you from seeing him ever again.

“There you are,” She crosses her arms defiantly, not backing down from Bakugou’s harsh glower, “There’s no need to pretend for me, Bakugou. I just need to know that you’ll treat (Y/N) right. If you do that, then I can deal with your… personality.”

You want to scream in confusion, but instead you just gape at your grandmother. You turn slowly to Katsuki, who looks somewhere between infuriated and dumbfounded; this might be Bakugou’s first experience with speechlessness.

Your grandma is perfectly comfortable breaking the silence, though, “Is there dessert?”

Family is incredibly important to Iida, and he’s eager to make as good of an impression on your grandma as you did on his brother. When you see her and rush to hug her as she shouts your name, Tenya stands by watching, awkwardly fiddling with his fingers.

“So I hear you’re a hero?” Your grandmother addresses Iida once she’s separated from you. You grin and nod at Iida in encouragement when he looks to you for help, wondering how he should approach the question.

“Y-Yes, I am,” He responds timidly, bowing a full ninety degrees to show his respect when she turns to face him.

“Oh, come child! There’s no need for that,” She chastises him, although you can tell by her cheery tone of voice that she is impressed by the gesture. When he straightens out again she repeats herself, “Come, come, we have much to talk about!”

“We do,” Iida confirms, smiling warmly and taking a seat across from her in her sitting room. You sit next to him, far enough away so that your legs aren’t touching, but close enough so that you can grab his hand. He blushes when you do, brows furrowed in confusion. He doesn’t want to be too forward in front of your grandmother! But you just giggle at him, shaking your head to reassure him that it’s fine.

“So, do you love (Y/N)?” Your grandma gets straight to the point, making Iida’s eyes go wide and his palm start sweating against yours. You want to scold your grandmother for scaring him, but you’re not surprised. You knew something like this was probably going to happen.

You’re surprised when Iida admits it though.

“Yes, I do,” Tenya nods curtly, his mouth held stiff in a thin smile, but his eyes determined. You stare at him, surprised because he’s yet to say that to you, and because he chose this moment to profess his love for the first time.

“I work hard as a hero so that I can protect (Y/N),” Iida tells your grandma in a tone that’s firm but still respectful, “And it would mean a lot to me if I had your blessing to continue doing so.”

Midoriya is so nervous your grandmother actually asked him if he was feeling faint. He is, but he’s pretty sure he shouldn’t admit it. He’s squeezing your hand while trying to come up with a convincing lie about how confident and great for you he is but now it’s taking too long and it’s only making him more nervous!! And now he’s sweating! This is going horribly your grandma is going to hate him you said she could be tough-

“Midoriya is really close with All Might!” You blurt out, desperate to break your boyfriend out of his depressing habit.

“Oh!” Your grandma perks up, “I remember All Might’s first appearance! Oh, that smile was so bright in person, I’ll never forget it!”

You’re pretty sure you actually see the stars popping in Izuku’s eyes, all his nerves replaced with eager energy. “You were there?!” Midoriya squeals, excitedly following your grandma to her couch where they both sit down. Ah, he’s back, you think as you sit in the armchair across from them, honestly a bit relieved.

“Yes dear, I was on my way home from work at the time,” Your grandma explains, smiling at your excited super-fan of a boyfriend.

“What was it like? Did you feel safe when he got there? Did he save you?!” Izuku peppers her with questions, unable to stop himself. Your grandma doesn’t seem to mind though, taking a sip of her tea as she settles in to discuss the good ol’ days with her grandchild’s boyfriend. She smiles at you over her teacup, ready to thoroughly evaluate the sweet looking boy, although she can already see why he’s won your heart. 

Todoroki is definitely stressing about meeting your grandma. You’d planned the visit a while ago, and while Shouto had plenty of time to prepare he was still fairly inexperienced when it came to healthy, normal family interaction. When you promised him that she would like him, he’d done his best to trust you. He’s doing his best to trust you right now, too, because his normally cool temperature feels abnormally hot under your grandmother’s knowing gaze.

“You have very interesting eyes,” She says to him, and he’s taken aback for a second. That’s not what he was expecting.

“Oh,” He swallows nervously when his voice comes out softer than he intended, “Thank you. They’ve always been like that.” Todoroki doesn’t know it, but he’s passed his first test. Your grandmother is keen on his answers, reading this one as grateful and down to earth.

There are many other tests throughout the night that Shouto doesn’t catch on to either, but passes with apparent ease.

He helps your grandma set the table, pulls your seat out for you, starts eating last, and compliments your grandmother’s cooking. The compliments she’s most impressed with however are the sincere ones Shouto gives you. He’s quiet throughout most of the meal, but pipes up to proudly discuss one of your accomplishments or affectionately assert how great you are when he thinks you’ve sold yourself short.

Overall, he’s a perfect gentleman the entire night, and it doesn’t go unnoticed by your grandma. When the two of you go to leave, she thanks Todoroki for his company and invites him back whenever he pleases. Once the both of you are out of her sight you kiss him, squealing excitedly, “She loves you, Shouto!”

He smiles softly while rubbing at the back of his neck, relieved that your grandma likes him and that he made you happy.

Mirio isn’t even really thinking about making a good first impression, he’s way more interested in meeting your grandma because of how much you talk about her and how happy she seems to make you. He tells your grandma just that as soon as he sees her, and you swear you see your grandmother blush.

“You must be Togata,” She says, recovering quickly and shaking his outstretched hand.

“That’s me!” He beams, following you and her into her house, “But you can call me Mirio if you want! You’re family, after all.”

“I’m family?” Your grandma raises an eyebrow, looking both incredibly amused and equally suspicious.

“(Y/N)’s family, I mean!” Mirio corrects, enthusiasm not waving in the slightest. His bright smile never leaves his face.

“Right, of course,” She nods pointing to the living room, “Why don’t you go have a seat, I’ll go finish getting lunch ready. (Y/N), would you join me?” You don’t necessary want to leave Mirio alone, but you give his a hand a squeeze before following after your grandmother. Mirio winks at you when you turn back to check on him one last time, making you blush lightly and hope your grandma didn’t see.

“Well, isn’t he sweet,” Your grandmother says once you’re beside her.

“He is,” You admit, ears burning while you reach up into one of the cabinets to get three plates.

“Has he already asked you to marry him?” She teases, making you drop the plates the remaining distance to the counter with a loud clatter.

“Grandma!” You hiss, not wanting Mirio to hear. When you realize she’s actually looking for an answer, you sigh, “No, of course not…”

“Good,” She smiles, but you can tell she’s very serious by the steel of her eyes, “He looks innocent enough, but he still needs my blessing for that.”