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[lady-laureline]

PSA for people in relationships where one person understands emotions by talking them through (it me) and the other person avoids confrontation like the plague. I know that there will be times when my bf is feeling some crappy feelings but isn't quite ready to bring them up.

Enter support without interaction!

The idea was sparked by some teeny envelopes I had laying around, crafty hoarder that I am. I picked a theme for each one (e.g. "this one is for when you're feeling depleted") and wrote little corresponding notes. The content is entirely up to you - for any notes/cards that are more than a formality, I tend to be earnest about the things I appreciate about that relationship, and I'm kind of proud of how consistently that makes people tear up a little.

I'm thinking of having a dedicated container that I can just add to from time to time, so when the need arises, there will always be a little something for my love to lean on. As a side note, it's still important to speak openly about feelings on a regular basis, but accommodating moments of withdrawal without judgement can divert a doom spiral or two.

[wckdquirk]

Telling Him You’re Pregnant

A/N: I WANNA TURN THIS INTO A SERIES!! Like the next one would be how he is during the pregnancy and so on!! my heart is so swole for these boys <3. Also, my last two brain cells were struggling so hard to edit this ksdskdh so i apologize for any mistakes lmfao

Also also, this is set many years after UA, where you’re married to them and they’re all pro heroes. ENJOY!!

Bakugou Katsuki:

“Okay, okay. You got this. You can do this. just go up to him and say it. ‘Hey Katsuki, we’re having a baby.’ That’s it. He won’t be mad. PLEASE DON’T BE MAD.” You walked in frantic circles around your apartment. Katuski would be home any minute now and you would have to break the news to him. You prayed he wouldn’t be mad.

You heard the front door slam shut. “Babe, you home?” Katsuki echoed.

“I’m in here!” You responded. You inhaled deeply and hid the positive pregnancy test behind your back. Everything’s going to be just fine. “Hey Katsu, how was work? Kick anyones ass today?”

“Tch. I wish. It was a slow day today, just a simple run in with a low level thug. Boring if you ask me.” He groaned as he moved to stand in front of you.

“Well.. that’s good. Um, considering I have something pretty exciting to share with you.. well at least I hope it’s exciting.” You nervously twiddled your fingers and couldn’t dare to look him in the eye.

“Well then spit it out.”

Seconds of silence passed until you reached behind you and gripped the pregnancy test. Fuck it. “I’m pregnant.” You blurted out as you handed him the stick of plastic.

You looked at him and awaited his reaction. A long pause of silence ensued as he stared open mouthed at the test lying in his hand. He blinked a couple times to confirm it read positive. A word hadn’t come out of his mouth yet.

“Oh my god. You’re mad aren’t you? Katsuki please don’t be mad, I was so scared to tell you I didn’t know what i was going to d-“

“ARE YOU KIDDING ME?” Your heart dropped. “I’M SO FUCKING HAPPY! WE’RE HAVING A BABY? OH MY GOD WE’RE HAVING A FUCKING BABY. I’M GONNA BE A DAD! Oh my god I’m going to be a dad...” He stopped and crashed his lips onto yours as his hands gripped the sides of your face. You could practically feel his heart pounding in his chest. “I love you. I love you so much.”

“So.. you’re not mad?” You sheepishly asked, almost embarrassed for expecting an anger fueled reaction from him.

“How the fuck could I be mad? I’m having a child, with the love of my damn life. Shit couldn’t be better. I can’t fucking believe it.” Katsuki sat on the bed behing you and stared at the test with a smile on his face, he didn’t know what else to say. For once in his life he was almost speechless. Almost.

“HEY SHITTY HAIR I’M GONNA BE A DAD!” You whipped around to see Katsuki yelling into his phone.

“ARE YOU CALLING KIRISHIMA?”

Kaminari Denki:

Ohhh fuck. Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck. You paced around the restroom waiting for the pregnancy test to tell you your answer. Well, actually, you had already gotten your answer, seven other pregnancy tests stated that you were indeed, very pregnant. You couldn’t believe them though, your eyes must’ve deceived you. You rubbed your eyes as you looked at the most recent test, staring into the tiny screen. Still Positive. How were you going to tell Denki?

After a couple minutes of freaking out you decided that just straight up going to him and telling him would be the best course of action. You two had talked a couple times about starting a family, but the thought of it actually happening scared the shit out of you.

You shoved all eight tests into your pockets. For extra confirmation. You told yourself.

You rounded the corner to the kitchen where Denki was fidgeting with the new toaster oven, trying to get it to work. You couldn’t help but smile. What a cutie. Wait, no. Focus. “Denki? Babe?” You called as you leaned over the counter top.

“Hey baby, don’t mind me this... tch stupid freaking toaster oven won’t work.” He spoke in fragmented sentences as he banged on top of the appliance. Like that would do anything.

“Yeah well actually, I have something kinda sorta really important to tell you. And it kinda needs your undivided attention.” You were starting to get antsy.

“Just oneeee more minute, princess. You’ll have my attention after this...” A tiny electric bolt was shot at the oven, “...Piece of garbage finally starts working. Why does this always happen every time? These stupid things neve-“

“I’m pregnant.”

BZZZZZ. Denki fell to the ground in shock..literally.. he electrocuted himself.

“OH FUCK. DENKI? Are you okay? Holy fuck this would happen with my luck.” You whisper shouted as you raced around the counter to put your hands on his face. You couldn’t help but laugh at the blank idiotic expression Denki gave you. “But did you hear that, you dummy? You’re going to be a dad!” You happily spoke, trying to salvage this mess of a situation.

He paused for a moment, and you thought he actually understood what was happening. Instead, he gave you a thumbs up and yelled “YEE!” before knocking out.

An hour passed until Denki woke up, and you stood right by his side until he did. “Good morning you ding dong.“ You smiled.

He made eye contact with you for a few seconds, and you thought he was still in his idiotic state. “I’M GOING TO BE A DAD!?” Nope. Definitely aware. He flew off the couch and picked you up in his arms “I’M GOING TO BE A DAD!” He placed you back down and kissed your lips, making the hairs on the back of your neck raise from the slight electricity buzzing throughout him. He pressed your foreheads together, “I love you so much, honey. Also... sorry for going past my wattage limit and freaking out earlier. When I heard what you said.. I just couldn’t believe it. Basically what I’m trying to say is, sorry...” He put his hand to his mouth, stifling his laughter. “...Sorry for being a BUZZKILL! Get it? Because electricity sometimes makes a buzzing sound!”

You couldn’t help but face palm as Denki died from laughter behind you. ‘This is the father of my child ladies and gentleman...’ You sighed to yourself in sweet joy. ‘And I love him.’

Midoriya Izuku:

“Perfect.” You whispered in content as you fastened the bow on the gift box. The box contained the secret of yours and Izuku’s future; you were pregnant. You had waited a couple of days after first finding out just to be sure everything was certain, and now you were ready to tell him the news. You knew he’d be ecstatic, and he’d make a great dad too, but you couldn’t help but feel a twinge of doubt in your core. There was always a chance that maybe he wouldn’t be as happy as you thought. You inhaled deeply. No. You knew in your heart that he would be over the moon happy about this.

You felt the butterflies dance crazily in your stomach as you set the box down on your shared bed. He would be home any second now.

“Sweetheart? I’m home!” Izuku’s voice called out from the front door. This is it.

“I’m in the bedroom, honey!” You answered.

Izuku walked happily through the door and towards you, and placed a sweet kiss onto your forehead before wrapping you in a light embrace. You could tell he had a good day, and you were hoping this would make it better.

Izuku’s eyes shifted to the gift box sitting on top of the bed. “What’s this princess? Oh no, did I forget an important day? Oh my gosh I am so sorry princess I didn’t even rea-“

“No, no Izuku don’t worry. You didn’t forget anything.” He sighed in relief. “I just wanted to get you something special, open the box!” Your hands were almost shaking in excitement.

He carefully untied the bow and opened the lid, and pulled out a green piece of small clothing. A baby onesie; with the words ‘Number One Hero’ printed on it in block lettering. Izuku held up the item and scanned over it in confusion. You could tell his mind was working a mile a minute trying to figure out why you decided to give this to him.

“Princess.. w-what are you trying to tell me? Are you p-pregnant?” He stuttered.

You could only nod in response as tears threatened to spill from your eyes.

“I don’t know what to say.” He pulled you into a tight embrace and cried tears of complete joy into your shoulder. “I love you so so much, sweetheart. This is amazing.”

“I love you too, Izuku. You’re going to be such a great father, I know it.” You sighed in sweet relief and connected your lips to his. This feeling of bliss, joy, and relief were almost too overwhelming. You were already overflowing with love for your baby and for your husband.

Izuku pulled out his phone and snapped a picture of the baby onesie. “Baby what are you doing?” You asked.

“Oh, I’m sending this to All Might. I want him to be one of the first to know.” He blushed.

“You’re such a dork you know that?” You teased as you placed a kiss to his temple. You knew at that moment in your heart, that there was no one else in the world you’d want to start a little family with.

Todoroki Shouto:

You licked the envelope and pressed the ends shut. You just spent the better part of an hour writing and rewriting the letter you planned to give Shouto when he returned home from work. It seemed like no matter how many times you rewrote the letter, it never seemed like a good enough way to tell him. But letters are personal, and you knew Shouto appreciated personal gifts such as these. Especially since this gift contained the secret of another gift; your unborn child. You felt your heart beat faster at the thought of having a baby, you already were so in love with them. And you knew Shouto would feel the same way too.

You placed the sealed envelope on the dining room table and scribbled the words ‘OPEN’ on it. It was the first thing Shouto would see when he walked in, there was no way he could miss it.

You heard the sound of a car pulling into the driveway and quickly hid in the hallway. You figured you would wait behind him while he read the letter, so when he turned around, he would see a positive pregnancy test in your hand.

The door creaked open and you could see Shouto walk in quietly, looking around for any sign of you. Instead, he saw a crisp white envelope waiting for him on the table. He followed the instructions and opened it with caution. His eyes began to scan the page:

“Dear Todoroki Shouto,

Ever since we first met at UA I knew you would always be in my life, for better and for worse. I knew since we first met that I was completely enamored with you. We we constantly butting heads in class and we both got on each others nerves, but deep down inside you and I both knew that we felt something more for each other than just a friendly rivalry. I still remember when you first told me you loved me; we were sitting in your dorm room while music hummed softly in the background. My head was on your chest while you fiddled with strands of my hair, you placed your finger under my chin, and tilted my head up to look at your eyes. And then you said it, you said those three words that still bring my heart so much joy, you said you loved me. Now years later and we’re married and I get to spend every night and every morning with you. It was always just you and me, no real responsibilities other than to keep each other safe from harm. Well... until now. We now have someone else we’ll need to take care of, and love, and protect. I wouldn’t want to share this experience with anyone other than you, my love.

Now, put the letter down and turn around, you dork.”

You stood there, tears flowing softly from your glazed eyes. He was also already crying as his eyes scanned over you, the letter, and the pregnancy test in your hands. “Are y-you being serious right now? You’re not joking?” He fumbled over his words as his mouth hung open.

You shook your head and tears flowed more freely now. In what seemed like a split second, he had you in a crushing embrace, holding you tight to his body. “I love you so much. I’m so happy.” You felt his tears soak through your shirt. “I promise to be the best father and husband I can ever be, I swear to you I will do everything I can to keep you happy.” He sniffled before looking up at you and molding your lips to his. His lips were salty yet soft, and you could almost feel the love radiating off of him. He pressed his forehead against yours and you both stood there for awhile, locked in a silent embrace.

That night, you two stood up thinking of baby names and what the nursery would look like. You couldn’t help but smile at the enthusiasm Shouto showed towards your incoming baby. He even kissed your tummy a couple of times. As you lied your head on his chest, you couldn’t help but remember the time in UA exactly like this, where he said he loved you. Now years later you were in the same position, only now expecting a child. As you drifted off into the sweet bliss of sleep you heard Shouto whisper one last thing.

“I love you two so much more than you could imagine.”

[seerofmike]

tag thing

Rules: 1. Post the rules 2. Answer the questions given to you by the tagger 3. Write 11 questions of your own 4. And tag 11 people 

thanks lenin for tagging me

 ya like jazz???

no i only like quality music

would you rather have your fingers turn into thousands of tiny rats or have your left leg turned into one gigantic rat that says “yee” really loudly with every step you take?

i’d have my hands be tiny rats and then i’d recreate ratatouille in a mcdonald’s, only if they see a rat i won’t get called out on because that’s normal for mcdonald’s

TURN DOWN FOR WHAT??!??

turn down for the children

if you had to eat a rock, how would you go about doing so?

smash rock in any way possible. place rock in water. wait many years for it to erode. drink mineral water when it is done what’s your favorite idea?(mine is being creative)

how do you get the idea?

youre a prosecuting attorney who will lose their job unless they receive a conviction on their next court case, and you’ve just gotten a confession from a criminal but u forgot to read them their miranda rights, thus rendering their confession null, so do u forge their signature on a document stating that they’ve been read their miranda rights or do you allow the court to disregard the confession and lose your job?

I AM A MAN OF THE LAW AND IF I MUST ALLOW THE COURT TO DISREGARD THE CONFESSION I WILL, OR I MIGHT LOSE MY JOB AS A RESPECTABLE LAWYER.

how many big-ass knives do u wanna shove up the festering anus of capitalism?

21

is THAT a WEED!????

yes. it is the weed i harvested from your ass with my own bare hands

check yourself or wreck yourself (or shrek yourself)?

ogres have layers

how much wood could a woodchuck chuck if she sells seashells down by the pickled pack of peppers if the speed of acceleration is 9.8 m/s/s and the circumference of the triaguloid is 4 degrees centigrade by 93 inches longitude?

ur mum

on a scale of yes to hell yes how much do u agree that lenin can eat the booty like groceries? mike would like to disregard this final question as to not provide lenin with a yes or hell yes answer because the answer is obviously that lenin can’t eat any booty because lenin is a small tiny midget who cannot reach the booty

alright i guess i’ll make 11 questions

1. does jumin han is gay ? 2. what’s the juiciest hentai you’ve ever seen? 3. can u shove a whole bag of jellybeans up ur ass? 4. can u name 4 people who u think would have sex with u? 5. u have to choose between eliminating all species of dog or all species of cat. which? 6. press the jesus button? 7. who is best girl? 8. create discourse. i dont care how just do it. its not even a question just fucking do it 9. are u a filthy sinner? 10. if you could have the opposite of a hero’s power, what would it be? (ex. aquaman, you’d have fire powers or smth.) 11. your name is jonjon mandingo. you have become rich through selling flimsy but delicious corndogs in boxes on several thousand vending machines spread across america, sweden and india. your monthly income has come, but your maid, evelyn, has quit. little does evelyn know that you have been storing all your monthly income in a shoebox just underneath the third cinderblock that makes up the wallgate surrounding your house. you are enjoying a tasty cake when she hands u her resignation, signed in pretty pink paper. u laugh her away. evelyn drives her Ferrari away. little does she know she has driven away from the highest paying job in her life. you phone your partner in business, lawrence hinajosa. you begin to have a jovial talk about golfing. lawrence comes up with a new idea--using the corndogs like golf clubs and starting a put-put golf franchise. wowed by his amazingness, you decide to gather the money from the shoebox. you dig up the dough and place it an envelope. you take the pink paper evelyn handed her resignation in and write a note to lawrence on the back. you mail it to lawrence and await a response.

two weeks pass. your house has cultivated into a mess thanks to evelyn’s absence. each day you wait for lawrence to return your calls. the corndog put-put gold franchise won’t just launch itself. you are laying on the couch, watching tv and using a golden backscratcher to rub at your ass. suddenly, you feel very scared. you walk outside and see a Ferrari parked at the curb, but you do not own a ferari, you own a Lamborghini. you disregard this in favor of digging up the shoebox. the money has been replaced, but how, you have no idea. bewildered, you walk back inside, but you suddenly feel extremely ill. you make a dash to the trashcan to throw up, only to see the remains of the tasty cake you’d been enjoying when evelyn had resigned, considering you no longer had a maid to take out the garbage. there is something sticking from the cake. it is a pink slip of paper.

you think you have been poisoned.

a moment later, you feel the cold presence of a freshly unboxed corndog press against your neck, and the familiar voice of evelyn behind you saying “lawrence has sent me.” the only weapons you have in your hand are a golden backscratcher and the tv remote.

what do you do?

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ uhhhhh i guess i’ll....re-tag u lenin idk im just tagging the people i know

@lenin-it-to-win-it

@anemiaman

@homoakenshield

@j1sca

@nyatsushi-nekojima (rfbkwfnwjkfn i just know u like doing these)

@iamasharkgirl