#negansnumberonewifie

[katsukiboom]

Hiya! I absolutely adore your writing and was hoping (if ur open if not just ignore) for something where shinsou’s crush happens to like him too but they’re too insecure to think that the feeling is mutual so he decides to do something when he hears girls talking to her about boys and she brings up shinsou? Idk it’s dumb but I’d appreciate it!!!

it’s not dumb at all my dude! here you go, I hope you enjoy it! ♥

He wouldn’t have eventhought about the tiniest bit of a chance of you liking someone like him - itwas just out of the question from the get go: you were on the top three of theGeneral studies’ department, you had a great Quirk and, overall, no onecould’ve ever considered you a villain.Hitoshi didn’t think you were superficial in any way, but the thought alonethat you could look down on his abilities like many others had before deterredhim from ever trying to get further than a simple friendship with you.

Days and days passedsince he had discovered his true feelings, even weeks, and all that time hethought about you more often that he would’ve like to tell. You were so perfectin his eyes, yet the possibility that you’d give him more than just the timefelt so out of hand that he ever even thought about saying anything. “You couldbe missing something,” one of his friends said to him over lunch one day. “Youdon’t know how she feels, or if she would actually turn you away.” And while itwas true he didn’t know, he also couldn’t bring himself to change things out offear; you were just too good to lose.

Hitoshi wanted to justlet things happen in their own time to prevent you from feeling pushed to goout with him as he knew fully well that his friends could open their mouths atany point and if that happened he’d only tell you that they got it all wrong,but he wasn’t sure if you’d buy the lie as easily as it came to his mind. Hethought about it long and hard for a few nights before he decided, each timefinishing with his head buried on his pillow, that in order to avoid confusionhe had to say something and come clean with his own heart. It would take only amoment to plan it all out and he wasn’t even sure what your answer would be,but he had to take it out of his system for better.

Feeling jitterythroughout the next morning, he had to put special attention not to missanything in classes but it was getting more and more difficult the more he sentglances your way, only two or three seconds each that lasted long enough tomake him feel like butterflies were flying inside his chest. He didn’t mindliking you but he hated the way it made him feel, as if he were eithervulnerable in front of you or ready to fight a war if it meant seeing youhappy. Eventually, lunchtime came around and he was the first student to leavethe classroom, wanting to get something to eat first before having to go backto his afternoon courses.

It was when he came backfrom the cafeteria with a milk box on his hands that he heard you - well, youand three other girls he could recognize as friends of yours. You were alltalking animatedly, and he had to pretend to just be leaning against the wallnearest to the door and drinking his milk calmly to be able to hear what youwere all talking about – he wasn’t one to eavesdrop someone else’s conversation,but something told him it was important. Much to his surprise when it came toyou, you were discussing romances and guys, but what was more surprising was tohear the words that came out of your mouth.

“I don’t know if I’llever tell him I like him,” you said, a mix of sadness and frustration tintingyour voice. “I don’t think I’ll be good enough; he probably doesn’t even see meas anything other than just a classmate.” Hitoshi’s mind started reeling as hecounted all the other boys that shared your class, but he couldn’t find asingle one you weren’t good enough for – rather, they all seemed unworthy of you, but he couldn’t say it straight toyour face if you already had someone who’d caught your eye.

He wouldn’t be the one tobarge in and act as if he was in some kind of romance drama, taking you by thehand and confessing his heart to you in an attempt to make things go his way;he was not the romantic type, and he knew he wouldn’t change it then.

“But you won’t knowunless you try!” another one of the girls squealed as she spoke, seeminglyexcited, and Hitoshi absentmindedly tightened his grip on the milk carton as hedrank the last few sips. “Besides, it’s not like he’d completely cold-hearted.Shinsou-kun will definitely be happy if you ask him out!”

And with those words, henearly spat out his drink, some nearby students giving him weird looks beforereturning to their own conversations. Had he heard correctly? They were sayingthat you should ask him out? Was hethe guy they were talking about? “I’m not sure!” you exclaimed, followed by ashort laughter. “He’s focused on his training and getting into Heroics anyways,I feel like I’d only be an obstacle. I want him to be with me but maybe rightnow it’s not the right time to do so.”

His heartbeat resoundingloudly in his ears and his expression filled with glee, Hitoshi closed his eyesas the realization that his doubts had been stupid from the very beginning hithim – he had thought you wouldn’t even recognize him in a crowd yet there youwere, giggling with your friends about asking him out but fear was getting ahold on you as well, the insecurity of feeling a burden to someone elsesomething he was quite familiar with. He wondered if it was possible to havesome sort of involuntary telepathy, and he let out a silent laugh. “For all youknow,” another girl added, “he could be thinking about you right now and youwouldn’t have a clue.”

Pulling away from the walland throwing the now empty carton in a trash can, he fixed his clothes and tooka big breath as he stood right outside the classroom’s door, it being the onlything separating him from what he desired with all of his heart, and after abrief moment of hesitation he reached out and opened it, his pace steady as heentered the room with his gaze fixed on the floor and his cheeks blushing assoon as he felt the eyes posing upon him. He’d make sure to let you knowexactly what he felt, making it as direct as he could be. You need to know how much you mean to me, and as he thought that helooked up and met your own eyes, and things had never seemed clearer to him.

[shinsohitoshit]

OHMYGOD U R A GODSEND THANK YOU FOR HIS BLOG!!!! ok with that out of the way can I have something where shinsou befriends another student who is also seen as a villain because of their quirk? It catches everyone off guard wen they tell people their quirk since they’re chubby and sweet and just don’t seem like they would pose as a threat? Maybe they become more than friends later on?

I can’t believe it took me this long akslhgkalsdhal I went with some HCs for this one my dude, if you’d like a full-on scenario instead just let me know when the askbox is open again! ♥

It is a big surprise for Shinsou when histeacher announces there will be a student transferring from another school inthe middle of the year

You seem to be as adorable as they came;with a kind voice, puffy cheeks and a chubby body you look like it would bedelightful to hug you, or so Hitoshi thinks with excitement

He doesn’t feel as excited when youintroduce yourself to the class and quickly explain your Quirk to them –Distortion can make the user create illusions of fear and pain and inflict despairupon whoever they decide to use it on

Whispers and snarky remarks are heardaround the classroom, and much to Hitoshi’s anger he sees your smile droppinglittle by little, replaced by a disappointed expression that you sport untilyou take a free seat on the back of the room

He’s also quick to turn around and talk toyou, knowing you’d spend the rest of the day alone otherwise

“Don’t worry about this bunch of losers,”he tells you, “they did the same thing to me when we first met” – your smilereturns, and he can only blush a bit

You spend your first lunch together… andthe next day’s, and the next, and so on until you both feel so at ease witheach other it’s amazing to think you only met a few months back

He also pushes you to open up to theothers, and shows you they’re not as bad as they might’ve seemed the first day

Sometimes you do threaten to use your Quirkon whoever dares to speak something bad about him, but Shinsou always managesto calm you down, saying that the people he cares about know who he really isand that is all he needs

He’s also surprised to know that hisassumptions about hugging you had been a complete understatement – it is so much better than he had thought

He admires your strength and your control,praising you time and time again and leaving you as a mess of blushes; he findsit to be the cutest thing

If you ever feel insecure or that you’renot good enough to be in Yuuei or that your Quirk would definitely be better ifused as a villain, he’ll do one of two things: have a long, serious talk withyou about why you feel like that and try to cheer you up, or try to find out ifsomeone’s been annoying you and beat the hell out of them

He eventually starts falling for you, howcouldn’t he? You can understand him, he knows he wants to make you happy andfeels there’s so much that you two can relate to, it’s almost like a match madein heaven for him

While some of your classmates do joke thatyou’d look good together, he himself isn’t sure if you’d like that as well – he’stoo nervous to ask in the first place

It’s finally when Hitoshi brings you ahomemade lunch he spent all morning preparing that he decides it’s the day; he’llconfess to you, no matter how much dignity he has to lose, and it proves to behis hardest challenge yet

[bsd-hq-writer]

OHMYGOD the Latina reader thing you wrote was amazing, can you write something where they speak in their native tongue when they’re angry and kind of resembles bakugou? I thought it would be funny

I’m sorry this took so long! and I hope this is okay, I did less individual character ones but made more headcanons about the reader character for the situation.

~Admin Ghost

The first time it happens, it’s actually in response to Bakugou being needlessly loud and obnoxious. You start yelling in [language] and everyone looks a bit confused as you continue to fume.

“What’s wrong with you guys?” you snap in Japanese. You get a collection of looks until Kirishima speaks up, “Y/N, I’m not really sure what you said but it wasn’t in Japanese, so I’m not sure anyone knows what you said,” 

You narrow your eyes at Bakugou again and sit back down with a huff. You don’t usually slip back into [language] but you generally dealt with irritation by voicing it, like at home when your siblings were being obnoxious. It was a lot easier to be frustrated in your own language, despite your Japanese being good enough for school, you were still working on it.

The next time it happens during training and even Aizawa has a slight tinge of confusion as he snaps at you to keep your cool, “Heroes must be able to work through stressful and inconvenient situations,”

You begin to watch others after you’ve used [language], and one person catches your eye as being less confused than the others. Yaoyorozu admits to not knowing exactly what you're saying when you confront her, but she’s heard [language] being spoken by some of her parent's foreign clients, so she recognizes it. 

Bakugou is salty about not knowing what insults your throwing his way because let’s be real, you and he butt heads a lot with your similar personalities, so he looks up the words you said and finds them to be a rather uncommon sort of insult in [language]. He ends up calling you out for speaking [language] just to mask your “weird-ass” insults, but he’s secretly impressed by your creative use of language.

Kirishima doesn’t understand and he doesn’t care, he deals with you similarly to Bakugou in that he’s unflinching in the face of your yelling.

Most of the class just kind of accepts when it happens, though Ashido and Hagakure try to pry it out of you until you finally give in and just tell them.

The students with higher grades (like the top 8ish) would probably go look it up and eventually they figure it out. One time Todoroki actually comes up to you to ask if you can teach him a few words he can use at home to fuck with his father.

Eventually you realise most of the class has caught on, and there is a side of you that is okay with it, a bit happy even because some of them made the effort to find this shit out about you, but there is also a side of you that needs to find new insults and profanities so they can go back to being clueless about what you’re yelling. 

Both, both are fine.

[kinkyacademia]

Hiya! I absolutely love your writing, Undead Raven! I was hoping if I could have some omegaverse with alpha!shinsou pinning after an omega!reader who’s in class 1-A? She’s too insecure to consider herself desirable despite being oblivious to almost her whole class at least having a little crush on her? He takes the challenge and even tells a few alphas to back off now that he’s confident in his advances? I would appreciate it and hope this wasn’t too much!

Uh sure…we’ll see how this goes…I’m glad you enjoy my writing though and I look forward to seeing what you think of these headcanons! Not sure how they’ll turn out but hey, we’ll see below I guess! Hope you enjoy these headcanons my lil’ conspiracy!

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🕸🕸Undead Raven🕸🕸

🐺🐱 Hitoshi has had a crush on you for longer than he would care to admit. His reason for lack of effort towards courting you? The alphas in class 1-A.

🐺🐱 He could see it easily. It seemed that everyone could see how the men practically drooled over you…everyone except for yourself that is.

🐺🐱 You were completely and utterly oblivious to all the attention you received. It was perfect for Hitoshi regarding the other alphas but for him it was more than a little infuriating.

🐺🐱 The way you acted made it easy for Hitoshi to see that you were insecure about yourself but he didn’t understand why. You were beautiful. Breathtaking. You smelt, amazing and he always had to hold back his growl of desire on those days you smelt especially delicious.

🐺🐱 It was a year before Hitoshi had your attention Other alphas were told quite seriously to back off unless they wanted him to deal with them and he worked hard each day to see you laugh and smile at him, efforts he never found himself regretting.

🐺🐱 Dating was still a ways away currently but Hitoshi was confident you were interested in him for being your future alpha and the day he finally gets your permission to mark you, he was going to make sure you would never regret it!

[lord-explosion-baku]

Hiya! I fucking loved your yandere todoroki could I have something like that for shinsou and bakugou? If I can’t have both I’d prefer shinsou and I would really appreciate it!!!

I’m glad you liked it!!! I currently have 49 requests in my inbox so I’m not currently taking anymore but if you send in this request when they are open again I will happily write it for you!!! ^___^ writing a yandere Shinsou would be so damn fun because of his quiiirrrrk oh my goodness!

[sleepybutwriting]

Headcanons for: “My Hero Academia”

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Getting saved by a young pro hero

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Pairing:  Hawks x Reader  |  Aizawa x Reader  | All Might x Reader  |  Endeavor x Reader

Request: “Aaaa!!! I loved the thing you wrote with the heroes reacting to a young hero! Can I have something with the young hero saving them? I just get peter Parker and miles morales vibes I love it!!! I’d appreciate it!!! -@negansnumberonewifie​”

Notes: Definitely, I’m so glad you enjoyed it! And I love Peter and Miles so much!

[Part One]

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Aizawa:

He is shocked

Yeah, he had his doubts about you being a hero so young, but you proved him wrong

Although that doesn’t change the fact that you put yourself in danger by running to his aid without thinking it through

So while he will thank you, expect a scolding on your carelessness as well

“Don’t forget your still a kid Y/N. Just be more careful in the future.”

Sometimes this guy genuinely thinks of himself as your dad

Its a habit he’s developed from teaching so many troublemakers at U.A.

~

All Might:

He’s so proud of you!

He believed in you from the beginning and never doubted your ability to kick butt

So when you pop out of nowhere when he’s struggling to take down a villain and save him he’s not surprised

He just praises and thanks you. Telling you how proud he is

He might even have you explain a few of your moves to him

He’s 100% going to show that awesome drop kick you did to his students

Endeavor:

This man is Embarrassed

Out of all the people who had to step up and save his ass why did it have to be you!?

You’re literally old enough to be his kid

After you save his ass hell probably just brush you off

“I had it under control. I didn’t need your help.”

Yeah...sure you didn’t 

With that being said, he is impressed and would subtly suggest that you should come and work for him

But he won’t outright give praise or offers because of the damage that was done to his ego

Hawks:

He is impressed beyond words

I mean he knew you had it in you, but seeing you in action was a different story

You actually saved him. The number two hero.

He’ll for sure give you props after. “How the hell did you manage to do that? What’s your hero rank? Why are you not more known?”

Expect an offer from his hero agency after the ordeal is dealt with

He is officially taking you under his wing

[raihan-is-husband]

Yoooo can I please have something with Guzma and a thiccy reader? I’d really appreciate it!

[Note: I wasn't sure if you meant Thiccy as in Chubby thicc or Thicc in Thighs/Hips, So i went with Thicc in Hips. I did Headcanon style because i have a block and these are easiest to do!]

🌺 - Guzma adores it. Most of the dating options in Alola aren't the thickest in the right places.

🌺 - He loves showing you off and being proud of you, But won't hesitate to throw down with anyone who gets wondering eyes

🌺 - Expect lots of squishes, With consent of course. He loves touching you, But doesnt want to make you uncomfortable.

🌺 - Loves seeing you in the Team skull uniform, Those shorts? perfect.

[Sorry its short, its super late and I'm tired, I hope i can get more requests to practice!]

@negansnumberonewifie

[alitaimagines]

I got another request from @negansnumberonewifie for a Latinx reader so I’m making them into headcanons. 

my hero academia: Shinsou Hitoshi (reader is Latinx)

note: BRUUUH, YOU A PAISA TOO??? LATINA POWER. 

Shinsou falling for a Latina reader: 

oh my god? shinsou fell in love with you the minute he even seen you? you clearly stood from the rest of the student body so at first glanced, he was confused that someone like you was there but he wasn’t upset about it. 

you were apart of the support course and while it was hard for Shinsou to see you, he made sure to see if you took any after school clubs that U.A. offered so he could meet you. 

luckily you were. you signed up to help students with their hero costumes and fix anything they asked so Shinsou made up the lie that his mouth guard broke and he needed them fixed. you being a bit oblivious, you gave him a smile and offered to work on them as quick as possible. he thought your broken Japanese was endearing but when he heard you talking to yourself in Spanish, he felt his heart squeeze. 

he came in every day and asked about the progress of the mouth guard and little by little, he stayed after to talk to you. soon enough, you got comfortable to talk to him without apologizing for your lack of Japanese and he offered to tutor you whenever you had the time for extra lessons. you agreed immediately. the chance of you meeting a cute boy who offered to teach you Japanese had you SHOOK. 

the both of you would book a private study room in the library and work on the basics of Japanese. students would give you an almost pitiful look. not because you weren’t Japanese but the stigma around Shinsou’s quirk made everyone think that you were brainwashed into hanging out with him. 

after a few months passed, you were still taking the extra Japanese lessons with him and Shinsou might be a little stand offish but he was one sly motherfucker. he had you practice the words that spelt, “let me take you out on a date” and had you read them out to him. at first, it took you a few minutes to realize what you were reading but after it snuck in, a warm feeling crept on your face and you shyly agreed. 

shinsou took you out for some traditional Japanese food. he was able to tell that you were enjoying the food and couldn’t help but laugh at the way you kept going at the hot put. after the dinner, he took you to get some dessert at a cafe a few blocks down and asked if he was getting a second date. you immediately agreed and he wasn’t able to wipe the smile off his face. more importantly, after he dropped you off at the support course dorms, you gave him a kiss which he wasn’t expecting. 

the second date he took you on, he one upped himself. he managed to find Mexican restaurant in the area and took you there. he seen the tears gather around your eyes and you immediately started thanking him in Spanish. before he knew it, you dragged him inside and made him try damn near everything off the menu. you started off with simple Tacos de Asada and moved onto bigger menu items such as Menudo and different kinds of Caldo. this time, he was the one that walked out ready to explode. he held your hand with his right hand and carried the Flan with his left. 

once word got around that you weren’t actually brainwashed into dating Shinsou, many seen how adorable the two of you looked together. he would ask you to teach him simple Spanish phrases and when the time was right, he told you he loved you in Spanish which prompted you to tell him that you loved him in Japanese. that soon turned into sexy times which I won’t get into because that is its own separate headcanons. 

ALITA 

[katsukiboom]

Hi! Hopefully I’m not too late this time but can you write the dabi request I sent last time if it isn’t too late?

Original Request: Henlo can I has a dabi scenario where he hasn’t seen his s/o since his appearance changed and joined the league of villains but still stalks them he’s just really insecure about she’d think of his new appearance (kind of like what Deadpool went through when he turned into an inside-out testicle)? Until one day she’s attacked and he saves her but she stops him before he can get away since she still recognizes his eyes and she starts crying and wouldn’t let him go until he hugged her back? Thx!!

You’re not late - I actually had forgotten about this one so I’m glad you reminded me! I hope I didn’t base it too much around Deadpool’s idea, and I honestly hope you like it as much as I liked writing it! ♥

PS: I took the liberty to play a bit with the “Dabi is a Todoroki” theory for this one, I hope I used it well!

You were sure he was dead.

Otherwise, he would’ve come looking foryou.

That was the reason you applied upon thefact that, after the worst fight he had had with his father, your high-schoolboyfriend and the guy you considered to be the love of your life disappearedcompletely, both from your life and everyone else’s that knew him leavingnothing but a goodbye text behind. Yes, you were aware of the deep hatred heharboured toward that part of his family, but you thought the mere thought ofyou, of his siblings and mother,would be enough to make him stay.

The image of the last day you had spenttogether was engraved on your memory like a pebble on your way that you couldn’tshake away, with him seeming so happy that you couldn’t understand why he hadn’tcome back the next day. His hair, his piercing blue eyes, the smug smile thatwas usually plastered on his face whenever he was with you, all those thingsbecame what you looked for on the streets, amidst the crowd. You expected he’dcome back suddenly, surprising you as he went up to you and held you tightlyagainst him and promising that things would be alright – it proved to be justan illusion quick, as days turned into weeks, then into months, and then a fullyear had passed before you lost all hope.

You were resigned to live a life withouthim after that limit, the mourning finishing without anything happening but thelittle spark never really went out; finishing your studies, you lost contactwith his family before you went to college to pursue your dreamed career andbecame what he would call an ‘average’member of society. It was all going alright, until one specific day while doingthe groceries’ shopping, you felt something on your back, as if someone waswatching you, but you shook the feeling off as you looked back and saw no oneelse in the aisle but you, although the weird sensation didn’t leave until youmade it back home.

Little did you know about the pair of eyesthat were, indeed, scanning your every move from afar, hiding behind someshelves on the opposite side of the aisle.

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Hewas desperate – how else could you describe a man like him?

Ithad been years, 5 to be exact, andduring that time he had made sure to stay away from prying eyes that could giveaway his identity, although it was well hidden now.

Duringthe first few months of him being away, he had taken a time to get used to hisnew appearance, the one his Quirk had left him with: there were big pieces ofscarred skin all across his body now, something he wouldn’t have given a secondthought to if it wasn’t for the deep purple colour they presented. In anattempt to give the whole package another touch, he managed to get little foldsof saggy skin stapled together, giving him an overall normal look – or whatcould be considered ‘normal’ in his life. He dyed his hair black and got a fewpiercings made as well, and taking it all as some form of catharsis someone newwas born from all the hatred and sorrow that had tainted his life up until thatpoint. Dabi, as his new name indicated,was also a hint at his Quirk, something he had inherited from his father andthat even though he had fought it for so long he had learned to adapt it forhimself. The League had helped him in that sense, providing him with manymethods of controlling his power on levels he had never even imagined.

Whileit was true that he had hated his past self with a passion, he was still awareof his growing heartbeat whenever he thought about you, and as he wonderedwhere you could be or what you were doing the idea of you being with someoneelse made his rage grow even though he blamed himself for leaving you withoutnotice. It occurred to him that he could try searching for you… but how wouldyou react when you saw who he was now?

Dabiwas someone strange still even to himself, but he was set on finding youanyways; he’d just have to set some rules if he did find you, such as notapproaching you out of the blue. And so he did just that, managing to find youafter three years and keeping an eye on you to make sure you were just fine.

Atone point he did consider himself your guardian angel, but what kind of angelhas burdens like his?

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It was a cold autumn night and you werereturning home from one of your friends’ party, the world around turning everso slightly thanks to the few beers you had drank. Things would’ve been okay ifit weren’t for the fact that half-drunk you had the amazing idea to cut aportion of the way back through a partly dark, empty street that led you fasterto your apartment. You were still conscious enough to walk properly and as afew hiccups escaped your lips you couldn’t help but giggle.

Then you heard it.

Steps behind you instantly setting off everyalarm system you had in you – for what you could count in your dazed state,there were three people, but you knew better than to turn around to check ifyou were right. You cursed at yourself under your breath for using heelsinstead of something more comfortable, and as you started to pick up your pacewhoever was behind you kept following, their feet moving quickly as well.Panting as you reached the corner, you felt them closing the space between youand them rather fast, and fighting back the urge to cry you didn’t notice oneof your shoes getting stuck in a crack on the ground, making you trip and landon all fours as soon as you raised your foot.

Your instinct told you to curl up and backonto the nearest wall with your eyes tightly shut, waiting for the worst, butnothing happened even as you heard voices and screams all around you along withvarious noises, some close to you and some across the street. The atmospheresuddenly heated up, a few beads of sweat rolling down your cheeks as you feltyourself trembling with your head hidden on your arms.

Just like it started, it all soon becamequiet again, the sounds of the city reaching your ears once more.

Shyly, you looked up as you fought tears offear and were shocked to see someonestanding right in front of you extending a hand for you to take. Unable to lookat the stranger straight in the eyes, you grabbed it and surprised filled youas you noticed how soft his touch was and the purple colour that decorated hisforearm; you ignored the pain on your legs as you got up, and hoped that there wouldn’tbe any blood. Your gaze fell upon three different bodies thrown all across thestreet, two of them showing signs of being burnt, smoke still coming out oftheir clothes. “T-thank you,” you managed to mutter, still holding onto thestranger’s hand and letting one or two tears roll down your cheek, “you savedme – you’re my hero.”

“I’m no hero.”

A deep, husky voice made you freeze inplace as the man in front of you let you go and turned around, starting to walkaway; before he could make it to the middle of the block, however, it was as ifthe gears in your mind started to turn on their own, putting some piecestogether. It couldn’t be – it shouldn’t be.Taking off your heels and dropping them, you quickly ran after him, grabbinghis arm as soon as he was in your reach. “Wait!” you exclaimed, the alcoholmaking you dizzy. It was now his turn to stop on his tracks, but he made nomovement as your grip on his blue coat tightened. “Please… turn around…”

It sounded as if you were begging but you could’vebeen for all you cared. A sigh was heard and then the stranger looked at you ashe slightly turned his head around, and what followed were the most bizarrefive seconds of your life as you recognized those bright blue eyes and droopyeyelids that had once made your heart flutter and that now had left you aconfused mess. His face was different, brand new, his attitude colder, but itwas him; it was still him, and thatwas the most shocking fact of all. He only left a small scoff escape his mouthand then turned around once more but before he could do anything you wrapped yourarms around him, still not understanding what was going on.

“What are you doing?” was the only questionout of his mouth, but you didn’t respond, instead holding onto him a lottighter to the point where he looked unable to breath. Only then did you pullaway, your arms still around him. “Let me go (y/n).”

And that was the deal breaker for you, yourname being spoken in that soft, caring tone you hadn’t heard in years and thatyou would’ve waited a lifetime to hear again. You started sobbing whilepressing your face on his back, memorizing the new shape of his body andletting his scent of ashes and sweat soak your clothes and senses. You werebeyond speechless – you didn’t know what you were supposed to say in asituation like this, reuniting with your long-lost lover after so long, and itfelt so much like a dream that you didn’t even dare blink just in case he’dvanish away just like in every dream of yours he had starred. He was tense beneathyour touch; you wondered what had happened, where he had been, but those werequestions that would have to wait to be answered, especially if he didn’t wishto talk.

After what seemed like forever he seemed togive in, one of his hands timidly reaching up to touch yours and the sensationmade a chill run down your spine. A smile crept its way onto your lips as yousoftly grabbed his shoulders and made him turn around, letting out aninvoluntary gasp as you took in his new features. “What?” he asked with afrown, making you realize you were staring at him. “Are you going to sayanything?”

“I…” you started, but then the weight ofthe situation fell upon you like an anchor from the skies, making the effectsof alcohol dissipate completely from your body – you remembered all the nightsyou had been awake crying your heart out, thinking that you weren’t enough to makehim stay, how you thought he was dead, and how you were forced to start anewwithout his warmth next to you. For all of that and more your anger grew, andsoon you looked up at him with the most enraged glance you could muster, and hestared back with a bored expression as tears poured down your cheeks again. Fuck, you had missed him way more thanyou would be willing to admit. “You were still there! You were alive this wholetime and did nothing to let me know;you have no idea how it was for me to carry on with the mourning! Did you everthink about what it was like for me to start over? Fuck you, you bastard, you were totally ready to leave me again whenwe met just moments ago after 5 fucking years! You’re the fucking worst but I stilllove you and I can’t believe I do! Who even are you anymore? Is this reallyyou?”

You punched his chest with little force asyou let it all out screaming, but right in the middle of your little speech hisstrong arms enveloped you and you buried your face on his neck, your tears wettingthe collar of his V-neck. He waited patiently until you stopped talking while ahand caressed your hair with care, the staples on his palm creating smalltangles that he apologized quietly for. “You done?” he asked as he saw that youdidn’t speak anymore after a while, and you only nodded once in response. “Great,because I couldn’t take another second of your bickering.” You were about topull away and slap him when he added in a slow voice, “I have you back with meafter all these years – I just want to have you close.”

“Why did you do it?”

Your voice was weak compared to his, and asyou ran a finger across his chest you felt the need to unnecessarily ask aboutthe scarred skin. “Why did I stay away?” One more nod was all you gave. “After Ileft my father’s house things… changed for me,” he explained. “I no longer wantedto be seen as someone who held something of his. You could call this acatharsis, you could call it stupidity, but I honestly don’t care.” You lookedup at him, his blue hues burning right through you as he pulled away and raiseda hand, an equally blue and vibrant flame appearing on his palm. “I’m someonedifferent now; I’m not the guy you knew. I tried to keep you out of troubles,but you’re like a fucking magnet.”

Taking a moment to reassure yourself thatyou weren’t talking to an illusion, you sighed and reached out with both yourhands to cup his face, turning it side to side to gather as much informationabout this new him as you could find;his new hair was a pleasant surprise, and you wondered if his scars had playeda big part in him keeping his distance throughout the years. “You’re wrongthere in one thing,” you said with a gentle smile that you could tell hadconfused him. “You’re still the same; I can feel that – my heart hasn’tchanged, either.”

“Even if I look like Frankenstein?”

You giggled and leaned against him again, welcominghis heartbeat as it soothed most of what you were feeling. “If anything youlook hotter, love.” You stood like that for a moment, embracing each other asyou thought about what you could say to him to break the ice when somethingpopped up in your mind. “You said you weren’t the same? Who are you, then?”

And with a voice that could’ve sent chillsdown anyone else’s spine, he leaned forward until his lips were right besideyour ear and then whispered, “The name’s Dabi now, babe.”

[aizawasbedtimestories]

@negansnumberonewifie thank you for requesting! You sent this in while I asked for HCs so I figured that’s what you wanted, but please mind the rules for requesting next time! Please enjoy! ____________________________

Shouta and his crush on the new school social worker with a cat quirk

There is a certain temptation in the way their tail sways from side to side when they walk or talk to someone. Shouta always liked cats so he can’t help but find it rather cute, though he still tries to keep his relationship as good but neutral to them as with all the other teachers. However, it changes everything that he’s assigned to show them around and make sure they feel welcome on the campus

Luckily, he’s not a very loud or obnoxious person and they don’t exactly have an awkwardness between them aside from his calmness. But hey, the new co-worker might appreciate that, considering they have a lot in common with cats who don’t like loud and obnoxious either. It might be a little uncomfortable at first with how bored he seems to be, but there is some underlying interest and he might ask them some cats-related question, which in return makes them think he might have one, for him to care so much

Even with a developing crush on his side and them maybe being a little smitten with him, there won’t be anything that could be called radically falling in love. They act normal around each other, greeting each other in the hallway, having talks about students. But slowly and surely they might meet up for coffee after school to discuss further matters and Shouta might continue talking about cats with them and who knows. From coffee maybe it will change to a real date on some point

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negansnumberonewifie asked for their OC quetzalcoatl

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@negansnumberonewifie AHHH THANK YOU

SO MUCH UWU IM GLAD YOU LIKED IT

Can I have something for a reader who’s an exchange student from America who’s hella thicc and 1-A assumes she’s self conscious as she never really puts herself out there and hesitates to be flashy but they all decide as a class to go out and she comes dressed in something Doja Cat, Cardi B, or Nicki Minaj would wear? Just really accentuates their curves? How would they react to her boldness? I’d appreciate it!

Sooo I thought it would be interesting to have Iida, Kaminari and Kirishima react to this! I’ll do this in headcanon style since you didn’t really specify what you wanted. I hope you enjoy it! ^_^

Iida Tenya

* Iida’s main focus at school is becoming the best hero he can be.

* So you may be quick to assume he wouldn’t notice stuff like this.

* But Iida is smart and observant as well and of course his attention is on the new exchange student from the states.

* I feel like his family has probably been abroad a couple of times (the two heroes movie is an example)

* So he might’ve already been exposed to American culture a little bit.

* However, he was also aware that every individual was still different.

* He was a little surprised when he noticed how quiet you were.

* He didn’t want to jump on conclusions as he hadn’t analysed you enough

* But to him it seemed like you were pretty insecure

* However, him being the class president and wanting to always be the best he could be, he could never really actually talk with you

* One day, after weeks of test papers, Hagakure proposed the idea of going to the mall

* Surprisingly, the whole class could go

* Of course they invited you as well

* You were still part of 1-A even if you were an exchange student.

* “Where is y/n?” Uraraka had asked when they saw no sign of you

* “It’s 3:17pm already, she was supposed to be here 2 minutes and 39 seconds ago!”

* “uh. I’m right here…”

* you had been there the whole time

* No one had recognised you

* Iida was very very surprised

* The poor guy couldn’t hide the huge blush that appeared on his cheeks

* He never saw you outside of school

* So he didn’t know what your ‘usual’ attire consisted of

* But he definitely didn’t expect you to wear this neon pink, very tight latex outfit

* And *ahem* it definitely brought out certain parts of your body

* But Iida being Iida did his best not to look as respecting women is very important

* But of course the surprised look on his face was very visible.

* You just thought it was all very adorable.

* Despite Iida realising you noticed his reaction, he tried to act as normal as he could.

* If Mineta dared to say anything suggestive, he’d have Iida yelling at him within a millisecond.

Kaminari Denki

* now, Kaminari is quite the flirty type of guy if you ask me

* And obviously, since you’re a new foreign exchange student, he’d do his best to come up with the best pickup lines

* They’re actually really corny

* But ya didn’t hear it from me

* He immediately noticed you weren’t like your typical American girl

* I mean it’s not a bad thing

* And you can’t blame him for thinking that

* From what I’ve seen, in many East Asian cultures the communities are pretty homogenous so they don’t really experience different cultures in real life

* But because of your behaviour the assumption that you were insecure was made pretty quickly

* He didn’t get why you were though

* You were thiccccc ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

* And you were a great person

* From what he’d seen at least

* After some intense training from Aizawa pretty much everyone needed some fun

* Hence why one of the girls proposed going to the mall

* When they hadn’t seen you, they at first thought you didn’t think you could come

* Which wasn’t true at all because you were part of the class now

* Kaminari’s eyebrows raised when he saw a girl with a similar silhouette to yours

* Except you were now wearing a really tight dress with a leopard print

* He were lying if he said it didn’t emphasise your already evident curves

* And you wore black boots with huge heels

* How did you walk on it?

* Maybe he found it pretty hot.

* He truly, truly did his best not to look at you

* But you looked really good…

* I feel like he’d try to be flirty as usual

* But because he was pretty flustered he would fail a little more than usual

* You found it pretty cute though

* Poor boy was suffering

Kirishima Eijirou

* Kirishima is a #1 feminist

* I don’t know why I think that, I just do

* So this boy has some m a n n e r s

* In his own manly way ofc

* He didn’t flirt with you or anything like that when you were introduced

* That wouldn’t be manly in any way

* Of course he noticed your curves but this guy has some decency

* However, he did try to talk to you

* He wanted you to feel at ease here

* He noticed you were quite the quiet person

* He didn’t immediately think you were shy, as for example shoji didn’t talk all that much either but he was pretty cool

* But he couldn’t help but wonder if it was perhaps of how you looked

* He thought you were stunning

* But he knew that some people expected girls to look a certain way

* Idk why I’m assuming he knows this stuff

* He’d want to reassure you you were perfect but he didn’t want to come off as creepy

* He knew he wouldn’t be able to top Mineta

* But still

* Flash forward to summer break, the end of it actually

* Yaoyorozu wanted to go shopping for school things with the whole class

* Everyone thought it was a nice idea

* Of course they invited you too

* They got a little worried when you hadn’t arrived yet when you said you’d be there 15 minutes ago

* Where were you?

* “Guys…. uh, everyone is hear right? Who are we waiting for?”

* They all gasped upon hearing your voice

* And Kirishima’s eyes widened when he saw you

* Was that you?

* Your long hair was curled beautifully

* If you’ve got short hair let’s say you put on a wig lmao, way to be even more extra

* You wore a pretty uhm, flashy strapless crop top which was black

* You were also wearing a pair of black hot pants

* Lastly, you wore black pumps that had those strings (?) you put around your legs. (I hope that makes sense lol)

* The poor red haired boy’s face was same colour as his hair

* You looked awesome!

* Despite his red cheeks, he tried to talk normally and complimented you

* You thought his efforts were adorable

* I mean it’s Kirishima, he’s adorable

* I feel like he’d be an ass man lmao so his eyes would probably accidentally dart over to there

* He’d apologise quietly and look away

* You just were like ???? Because you didn’t even notice

* I mean there are worse things that can happen

* So you didn’t mind it really

* And who could get mad at him uwu

* I’m sorry this is so long I just love Kirishima a lot uwu

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Henlo! I loved the soul-mate scenario you did for inasa and was wondering if you could write something like it for shinsou? I would greatly appreciate it!!!

:3 u sure can bb ;)

Reminder: my requests are open!

G

AU: Soulmates - Seeing Color  

Hitoshi Shinsou

  You give the handle on the screwdriver a final twist and sit back with a satisfied smile. The mask is perfect—your current magnum opus. The programming, wiring, and placing of the plates could be a bit cleaner, but the piece will function as required (plus you were on a time crunch here!). Your eyebrows scrunch together as you examine your tech, you have an hour… should you paint it? Add a bit of pizzazz? That’s what those hero-class kids are into right?

 But you didn’t know anything about the person this is for… Mr. Aizawa just asked Mr. Majiima to delegate someone to build this, gave rough measurements and blueprints. Without details about the hero in-question, you wouldn’t feel comfortable giving it any personalized flair. One assignment down and a million more to go. “Mr. Maijima!” You call the teacher on the other side of the workroom, the man in question is trying to do damage control on another one of Hatsume’s creations that had faulty wiring. Power Loader didn’t turn around despite your attempts to catch his attention; sighing, you push yourself away from your work-bench with your invention in-hand and walk out of the lab just before a small explosion goes off.

  “HATSUME!”

  You walk a bit slower, the longer you were gone that meant that Power Loader would have more time to come back to a reasonable level with his temper. And you have absolutely no desire to be there to witness the phenomenon. You reach the teacher’s office with relative ease and walk inside, attempting to peer over forms to find the disheveled Pro-Hero you were seeking. “Mr. Aizawa?”

  The teacher leans back in his chair and you spot him. “Ah!” You scurry over and begin speaking quickly. “I have the voice modulator piece you wanted, measurements and all—even so I made it so that you can loosen and tighten it—I didn’t color it or anything because I didn’t know what the person would want. But! If they wanted color or glitter or something I can do—” Aizawa raises a single hand to stem the flow of words.

 “It’s no good telling me all this. Take this to Hitoshi Shinsou from class 1-C and tell him anything he needs to know about using it.”

 \You blink. “O-oh, uh ok… Wait did you say class 1-C? Do you mean B?”

 “If I meant B, I would have said so.” The irritation in his voice is badly hidden and he turns back to what he was doing at his desk. You promptly leave the office; bottom lip being worried between your teeth. You’re not really sure who this Shinsou guy is or what his quirk is either, what if the piece didn’t work the way it needed to?

 Eventually (and unfortunately) you reach the door of class 1-C. “Ok, just breathe and ask for him—easy. Simple. Right.” You knock lightly and the lecturing from the room pauses. “Excuse me.” You step inside and without looking at the class you speak directly to the teacher, Cementoss. “I need to see Hitoshi Shinsou, Power Loader sent me.”

  The Pro-Hero nods once and turns. “Shinsou.”

  “Yes, sir.” Someone stands.

You retreat into the hallway without looking at the student who had stood. Swallowing with difficulty, you hold the invention in slightly trembling hands. The door in front of you opens once more and a boy steps outside. You meet his eyes and all courage fails you, social interaction never had been your thing… You hold the mask out silently, still staring at him. His eyes flit down to the piece. A beat—then he takes it. “Thanks.”

 “…no problem.” You practically whisper back, still feeling your hands trembling.

  “So… how does it work?” He asks, obviously fishing as though he expected you to tell him without prompting.

   Idiot! “O-oh! Right! Uhm, so there’s a small knob on the side that you pull out slightly to activate the modulator, and—” You step forward to point out the object in question. “And then you turn it to whichever frequency you need. There are… uh small buttons along where the jawline is, the closer to the chin the lower the voice. The knob helps you with the individual pitch for that setting…” You pause. “…but if someone has a stutter or a rasp—you’ll have to imitate that yourself. Only so much one piece of support equipment can do. Oh, and um doing female voices might be harder for you—girl voices tend to have a… lilt? A lilt to them.” You scratch your head, scrunching your face. “I mean, you’ll get the pitch but some of it is gonna be down to you. Someone might not immediately notice but they will eventually. So, you’ll only get so many words out of them…”

  The boy just continues to gaze at you, his expression not betraying any of his thoughts. This puts you on edge even more and you go to speak again to fill the silence. “Is it too complicated? Or not precise enough? I—I can make whatever moderations you need. This is just a prototype and I only had a week to work on it—”

    “You built this?”

    “Uh yeah.”

  “In a week?”

   “…yeah?”

 His expression shifts into a slightly bemused and his gaze drops down to the mask. “It’s impressive,” He looks back up at you, “and exactly what I need.” He holds out a hand. “What’s your name?”

 “Oh!” You give him your name and clasp his hand in your own. “Nice to meet you—” but the words die in your throat because your world just exploded. You stumble backward slightly. You blink to clear your vision and surely enough, it’s not your eyes playing tricks on you. There’s… color. It’s seemed wrong—the doors aren’t… is that red? “What the—?” You look to the boy next to you in utter confusion. This couldn’t be right His hair is… purple.

  But Shinsou seems as nonplused as you are. His gaze flits between the door, his clothes, the mask you and the floor so fast that he might make himself dizzy. He could see it too, clearly.

  You try to think of something to say… but nothing comes to your mind. In movies, two soulmates meet accidentally at a bookshop or in a park and it’s delightfully romantic and serendipitous. But in a high school? In the middle of the day when you’re in the work uniform, ink smears on your face and arms? This couldn’t be more unromantic. So, you finally say the only thing that comes to mind, “Sorry.”

 Shinsou blinks in surprise. “I was just about to say that.”

 You grin and rub the back of your neck. “You don’t have to.”

  “Then why did you?”

 “Because I—”

“Don’t look like the movies? Well neither do I—hell I’m running off 4 hours of sleep.”

“Same here.” You chuckle.

You gaze at one another; shy smiles and uncertainty abound. Your worlds now full of color.

[writingloveandaffection]

Hello! Can I have something for Damien, Oz, and Brian where they want to make out with their chubby, sugar skull s/o really bad but they’re shy? I’d appreciate it!

Damien:

Damien loves his s/o. He really does. However, this whole “shy” thing was getting on his nerves. Not that he didn’t love that about them. He loved every part of them. It’s just when you start dating someone, everyone should know that you’re dating. Damien had zero idea how that was supposed to happen when his s/o would not let him show everyone who they belonged to. Good thing he knew just how to let them know. He waited until prom, which of course he’d asked his s/o to. Everything was ready. Vera was paid and Miranda’s servants should have finished their jobs by now. He was 100% prepared when they announced him and his s/o as prom royalty. However, his s/o definitely was not, and he had to grab their hand and pull them to the stage, so they could both accept theirs crowns. Once the dazzling objects were placed upon both their heads, Damien grabbed his s/o’s hand, drawing their nervous attention from the crowd to him. He kissed them as softly as someone like Damien could, so he didn’t scare them off or anything, and was completely shocked when his s/o kissed back definitely not caring about being gentle. Yeah, he’d definitely have to help them get past this shy thing more often.

Oz:

Oz was at a loss. On one hand, they really wanted to make out with their wonderful s/o. On the other hand, they would never dream of doing anything that could make them uncomfortable. They did their best to respect their wishes, but, really, it was awful. They had asked about it of course. They were always checking their s/o’s boundaries so they wouldn’t do anything they didn’t want them to. They had expressed their… concerns, and that was the end of it. But now? They were a bit further into their relationship than they had been before. Maybe now things had changed. Oz asked their s/o if they wanted to go to a party with them. It was a typical crazy high school party. Well, as typical as a party thrown by monster high school students could be. Oz knew Damien was bound to set something on fire, Vera would likely make a dozen (or a whole lot more than a dozen) threats, and Liam definity would comment on how every little things was too mainstream despite seeming to enjoy the event as much as anyone else. Luckily, Oz’s s/o agreed to go, so they were ready to move on to the next step. Oz picked up his date from their house. Oz was absolutely stunned by how they looked, but then again he always was. They always thought their s/o looked absolutely amazing. “You, uh…. You look great,” Oz commented as he opened the passenger door for his s/o. They smiled in return, and when Oz returned to the driver’s seat, they quickly gave Oz a kiss on the cheek. Oz sat stunned for so long that their s/o had to shake them to snap out of it. Oz quickly returned the favor and decided the expression on their s/o’s face was good enough for now.

Brian:

Brian glanced over to his s/o for about the 13th time this class period. He was the picture of nonchalance. A person who knew nothing about him might think that nothing was wrong. When he wasn’t gazing at his s/o, he stared ahead at the board with half-lidded eyes as a single hand supported the entire weight of his head. However, a few people knew better. It was abnormal to say the least that Brian was not sleeping during the teacher’s drawn out lecture, but that wasn’t the worst of it. If you paid any attention to him, you’d realize that it was almost like he was trying to focus on burning the board with his gaze instead of whatever he was thinking about. And when he looked over to his s/o, who was occupying the desk directly to his right, there was a sort of conflicted and longing look to his expression. But it was fine. It was totally cool. Because Brian would always respect his s/o’s boundaries even if he wanted to scoop them up and kiss them at every passing moment. Maybe he was a little obsessed, but he was practically head over heels for them. There were definitely plans circulating for them to be cutest couple in the yearbook. Brian knew of these plans because Miranda and Liam had approached him one day and said they needed a good picture to go in their place in the yearbook. Miranda had said she wanted one that was so good that Brian and his s/o would be “forever immortalized in paper as the ‘cutest highschool couple’ to ever attend Spooky High. No, to ever attend any highschool. So, as soon as class was dismissed, Brian was ready to make his move. He walked out of class hand-in-hand with his s/o, and he brought them both to a stop right outside of school. When his s/o turned to look up at him with their eyes full for curiosity, Brian leaned in and kissed them. When they pulled away from each other, they both looked equally shy, but happy. Not even the click of a camera could distract them.

[isoldmysoul-scenarios-blog]

Henlo! Can I have something where inasa and todoroki fall for the same girl? I would appreciate it!

Yes, yes, here you go!

Todoroki was already friends with the girl, having already built a relationship with her before he started making any moves or asking her out.

Of course Inasa is oblivious to this when he comes bumbling in, falling in love with the girl instantly. He’s trying to flatter the girl constantly, and Todoroki just gives him this look like he’s actually going to snap his neck right then for flirting with the girl right in front of him.

Inasa just gushes and is practically running at the girl’s heels when Todoroki pulls him to the side and tells him to get out of the way of him and his crush or he’s not going to hold back. 

Of course Inasa does not back down. He takes this as a declaration of war and increases his flattery up to 100%.

Inasa hates Todoroki more in these moments then he ever has before because not only is this sour looking kid getting in the way of his career, but also his love life.

So they’re both just really trying to swoon this girl who’s completely oblivious to their advances. 

Inasa first tried to pull off running straight up and confessing to her before Todoroki could object. It didn’t work as Todoroki all but hissed and shot his foot out, tripping Inasa and making him fall flat on his face.

Inasa gets back at him soon after by putting something in Todoroki’s food when he was having a “date” with the girl. All of the sudden, Todoroki is gagging, face contorted in a wide “O.” His body is trying to heave up whatever the hell it was as he recognizes the familiar man balking at him from the other side of the restaurant. Todoroki, now furious, slams his fist down on the table, sputtering. “Water! I need water!!”

After the whole embarrassing fiasco, Todoroki decides to make Inasa’s death a slow and painful one.

After weeks of endless abuse towards each other, they reached an agreement that it was probably best for both of their mental health if they just went up and confessed at the same time. So that the better man wins.

And as it turned out, the girl was in love with Midoriya, and they were both unceremoniously rejected. There they were, left gaping as she walked unsympathetically away. Their mouths were still dropped in shock as they lingered on what just happened.

Finally, Todoroki’s shoulders sagged and he dropped his head, looking as dead as the forgotten flowers he clenched in his hands. “We’ve been fools.”

Inasa looked over at him, for once giving him a sympathetic look. Then his shoulders shook with laughter. “Yeah, you got that right.” He then clapped Todoroki on the shoulders in a friendly gesture. “Hey, what do you say we go grab a bite to eat and forget all this ever happened?”

“Yeah… that sounds great, actually.”

[katsukiboom]

Henlo can I has a dabi scenario where he hasn’t seen his s/o since his appearance changed and joined the league of villains but still stalks them he’s just really insecure about she’d think of his new appearance (kind of like what Deadpool went through when he turned into an inside-out testicle)? Until one day she’s attacked and he saves her but she stops him before he can get away since she still recognizes his eyes and she starts crying and wouldn’t let him go until he hugged her back? Thx!!

Sorry dear, the requests are closed as of right now - I’ll keep the request in my ‘to-do-later’ list because this idea is super cute, but feel free to drop by when the askbox’s open again to do it again if you wish! ~