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earthtooz · 1 year

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𝗨𝗡𝗗𝗘𝗥-𝗖𝗢𝗩𝗘𝗥𝗦

in which: rin is a lot cuddlier asleep than you expected... or so you think.

warnings: 1k+ words, bed sharing!!!, fluff, ooc!rin but u can't fault me for this bc it's christmas, gn!reader, clingy!rin,

a/n: fourth day of xmas! don't think too hard abt how realistic this is. hope u enjoy :p

˗ˏˋ XMAS MASTERLIST ´ˎ˗

Your reflection is unforgiving and self-scrutiny bares into your soul. Trying to will yourself into not existing was proving very difficult because as you stare at your reflection in the fogged-up hotel bathroom, you fear your impending fate.

You were sharing a bed with Itoshi Rin. Is crying an appropriate reaction to the news?

It started the moment when you and Rin arrived at the (luxurious) hotel where the Blue Lock players were staying. As their manager, you normally have a room to yourself, as well as the coach. Upon arrival, you find that at this hotel, that is not the case.

Apparently Karasu had caught a cold and didn’t want to run the risk of spreading it, so he would be alone in a hotel room and taking appropriate health measures. Somehow, with the logistics being figured out by the members who arrived first, you ended up rooming with Itoshi Rin.

The second that you put the pieces together in your head, you felt your stomach drop. The bright, pretty, Christmas decorations that donned the hotel, or its welcoming warmth that defrosted your icy skin, were all not enough to distract you from this catastrophic feeling. Your insides turn with anxiety and it’s hard to look Rin in the eye.

To be fair, it was always hard to look him in the eye. He was too damn beautiful.

Was it appropriate? Sure. Was it good for your health? Absolutely not.

You were going to have heart contractions in the middle of the night from how it races when around the star player.

Fuck, how were you going to last this rooming situation.

Even being in his presence is intimidating. You feel as though you don’t belong there and need to tiptoe around him like a ghost, invisible and untroublesome. So, after your shower, you stare at yourself in defeat before brushing your teeth and doing your night routine as quietly as possible. You hold your breath when putting down your skincare products, place your towel on the rack with gentle hands, and put on your clothes whilst grabbing onto the counter for dear life.

Lest you disturb him.

When you emerge from the bathroom, Rin is already out cold, his figure buried under the sheets on his side of the bed whilst the only light that illuminated the room was yours.

A mixture of relief and insecurity dwells within you. You couldn’t tell whether to be glad that he was at least asleep so this encounter could be less awkward, or to be offended that he just didn’t want to be conscious beside you.

Fair enough.

Soon enough, you slip under the covers and turn off the lights, with as little noise as possible as to not disturb his sleep.

The night has been smoother than you thought it would go, but morning would have to be the real test- what time does Itoshi Rin even wake up? 6? You’d be able to avoid him then. Besides, you could just cling to Bachira for backup, and hide behind Kunigami, which he probably would allow you to do without any question.

The rampant running of your mind eventually pins you down with drowsiness and fatigue. You’re just about to doze off when a firm arm locks around your waist.

Nevermind, you were wide awake again.

The heat of Rin’s body seeps into your back and your heart rate might wake the footballer because of how loud it is. He’s holding you a little too tightly for comfort, his grip strong and unmovable- you’re struggling to breathe, just a little bit.

“Rin?” You whisper, not daring to turn around. “Are you awake?”

No response.

A huff escapes your lips and you find yourself carefully lifting his arm and placing it back at his own side. Then, you shift a little away from him in the tiny space you have, moving onto your back whilst being considerate that the dark-haired might not enjoy waking up with his face pressed into you.

This was doable- you’re about to fall of the bed, but this was doable.

More tranquil moments pass by and once again, you’re about to drift off into dreamland when another heavy arm flops around your middle again. This time, Rin curls himself into you, pulling you into his larger frame as his chin comes to rest on your shoulder. As you gaze down at him, you realise that your faces are dangerously close, so close that his breath fans gently over your lips.

With the aid of the moonlight slipping through the crack in the curtains, you can somewhat see his peaceful expression. His lashes gently kiss his cheeks and his lips are slightly parted, creating an image of innocence around him.

Impulsively, you run a hand through his hair, noting its softness and how it shines when light bounces on it.

You swear you hear his breath hitch.

“Rin? Are you okay?” You question into the quiet of the dark but not a peek of noise escapes him, no indication that he’s alive apart from his steady breaths, warmth, and the grip he has around your waist.

You shift awkwardly on the bed, once again plucking his arm off of you and putting it back by his side. Sitting up slowly, you gaze over at the other end of the bed and gawk at how much space rin has for himself. This little not really motherfucker.

With a huff, you lift the covers off you, placing it properly back on the bed, before rounding around to relax on the larger side of the bed. It’s cold, unwarmed because of how Rin has opted to violate your personal space instead, but there’s enough room for you to breathe and dream of a situation that’s not your own.

Not so fast - you wince a little when you feel a hand blindly searching for you, patting the mattress with an annunciated thud every time before landing on your arm.

This man. There’s no way he’s still asleep. His small snores and heavy breathes say otherwise.

Before you can even think about what to do next, the hand curls around your bicep and pulls Rin to you and you to Rin. His muscular body is pressed against your own once more. Seriously, who is this man? Does Rin do this with every bed mate he has? Is he actually sleeping through all this too? Just how powerful is this man’s subconscious?

Unexpectedly, he then throws his leg around yours and binds you even tighter to his chest. You feel like you’re going to faint- then you might actually catch some shut eye.

All consideration you had for Rin’s sake and your dignity evaporated when you realise just how warm he is and how comfortable it is to be in his embrace. Funny how those who don’t like hugs happen to be the ones who give the best.

So, muting the protests of your brain, you sink into your heart desires and melt into him, wrapping an arm around his torso, but not without punching him lightly.

That was your way of telling him he was a jerk. You hope he got the message in whatever dream he was conjuring.

What you don’t know is that he indeed, did get the message, just wide awake and smiling to himself in triumph when you finally relented.

#itoshi rin x reader #rin x reader #rin itoshi x reader #blue lock x reader #bllk x reader #itoshi rin fluff #blue lock fluff #itoshi rin x you #rin x you #rin itoshi x you #blue lock rin #itoshi x reader #blue lock itoshi rin #rin fluff #itoshi rin drabble

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eitaababe · 1 year

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˗ˏˋ WON'T HAVE YOU ! ´ˎ˗

din djarin x reader.

this is 100% self indulgent LMAO, based off of kanej from six of crows :) (maybe ooc mando?? it's my first time writing for him lol it might be iffy)

warnings — mentions of blood / injuries, shooting, typical star wars fights

─── ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ ───

You sat on Din's cot in the Razor Crest, desperately trying to get the whining green baby to sleep. Mando was off, collecting another bounty for credits whilst you were left here babysitting. It was part of the deal, after all.

He took you in for protection, and you would prove yourself useful.

Din had found you on one of his hunts for a bounty— well, more like you had found him.

You were being held captive by the very man he was after, and when you ran into the Mandalorian you quickly made an alliance with him, leading him straight to the bounty.

You told Mando little of your past, and he knew better than to push. What he did know, was that you needed out and could be a valuable assest, showing your expertise in mechanics and skilled fighting.

You would almost, dare say, consider the new arrangement, safe for you.

Which was new from what you'd ever known, always trapped and having to report back to the same place all your life. Without knowing if you had a real family out there or not, without knowing how much more of your life you'd have to live.

So yeah, you could get pretty used to this.

A sound of the hatch opening caught your attention, meeting the familiar beskar helmet. You were silent for a moment, trying to hide your excitement at his return when you noticed his limp.

"What happened?" You asked, setting Grogu down carefully and rushing to help him.

"Bounty." Came a curt response, and you couldn't say you were shocked at his cold demeanor.

You almost rolled your eyes in the vagueness of his answer, "Very descriptive, Mando."

No response.

Huffing, you grabbed a kit, handing it over to him.

"Thank you." Was his only response as he tried his best to walk normally over to a nearby table, opening up the kit.

Watching silently as he removed some of his armor (never the helmet, you came to learn), you saw him slightly lift the cloth worn underneath, a wound on the back of his torso. He hissed as he reached back, struggling to clean off the blood.

"Let me help you," you finally spoke up, being met with the stubborn look that you were somehow able to understand underneath his helmet. "Din."

At the call of his name he finally complied, handing over the clumped up rag, turning around.

With shaky breaths you dabbed the cloth in water, hoping to clean the wound up a bit before applying any bacta.

You moved slow, hesitant towards his bare side, the rag finally making contact with him. He jumped at the touch, clearly holding back any noises of pain. "Sorry," you mumbled, retracting your hand away for just a second. "But I have to clean it up before I can put any bacta on."

Finally being able to focus on the task at hand, but still moving carefully, you cleaned it up the best you could, setting the dirty towel aside and spraying bacta on the wound, practically wincing with Din anytime he jolted suddenly.

"Finished." You called out, and only when he turned, helmet almost meeting your face, then did you realize just how close the two of you really were.

"Thank you. Again." He breathed quietly, also aware of the close proximity. Neither of you daring to break away, you bath sat silently on stools, and for a moment, you swear you saw him lean just forward, his hand twitching to meet yours.

You find yourself caught in whatever trance this was, heart beating rapidly—

When the cooing of Grogu on the floor snaps you back.

"I should, um," you stumbled across your words, clumsily standing to grab the little one. "Take him. You should probably wrap that. So it doesn't get infected, or anything."

Only nodding in response, the Mandalorian stayed and watched as you walked further and further away from him, out of reach.

Once again.

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You go weeks without addressing anything of the situation.

You tagged along with Mando in the next bounty hunt, leaving the ship and Grogu in Peli's hands as you stopped at Tatooine.

The mission consisted of someone who was associated with the man who once held custody of you— who on a technicality, still did. And you'd be lying if you said you weren't terrified of the chance of you having to go back to that life once more, but found solace in the fact he was captured previously.

You and Din split up, figuring secrecy was best suited for this mission. Stealth was always your forte, and clearly not his. He stood out too much with the armor, of course.

So you two went separate routes to the coordinates, as you took to the rooftops and Mando by streets. You'd kept him in your line of sight for the most part, seeing him successfully locate his way.

"I'm here." You quietly called to the comms, standing on top of the roof of the supposed building.

"Going in." He replied as you watched him head into the building, you looking for a nearby latch or window to sneak in through.

Your plans were cut short, however, when a bullet hits you in the arm.

"Fuck!" You cried out, crawling over to hide behind a large chimney. The shots fired towards the bricks, debris flying. You pulled out your gun, shooting from over your shoulder, taking the sniper out. "Mando! I've been compromised!" Not bothering to listen for a response you peeked in the direction of the (now dead) shooter.

You quickly learned that there were more than one, though, when more shots were fired from a different direction. You ripped off a piece of your sleeve and wrapped it around your arm for good measure on the bullet wound, and dropped from the rooftop to behind the building, shielding yourself from sight.

"Where is she?"

"I don't see her!"

You put your gun back in its pouch, opting for a knife. You followed the voices, locating them and lurking behind before taking them out, trying to find a way inside the cantina Din went inside when you were tazed, groaning in pain as you fell to the ground.

"Did you really think you would get away so easily, little bird?"

Your heart sunk to your stomach at the familiar voice, looking up to see the very face you hoped you wouldn't.

"Cat got your tongue?" He chuckled, and you were paralyzed, unable to move as he stood over you. "I won't let you get away, not this time. You'll never—"

A simple three shots ended his rant.

"Y/n!"

Your head whipped around to meet the Mandalorian, bending over to check on you. "What happened?"

Almost too much was going on for you to process, you didn't even realize the beads of tears that ran down your cheeks. Too much that you didn't realize how the Mandalorian, the very same, stoic one who mostly only spoke to either Grogu or to say thank you, the very same one who never let you get too close for comfort, was on his knees. For you.

"I'm- I-" you breathed, the floodgates rushing open. You silently leaned into his chest, and for once, Din didn't push you away.

"Let's just get you back to the Crest, alright?"

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After a brief explanation and some calming down, Peli left you and Mando in the newly fixed Crest, still keeping Grogu inside, both of you insisting not to wake him from his nap yet.

Still shocked, you sat down silently, doing nothing but staring at a wall. You were so numb that you didn't even notice Din taking out the kit, tending to your wound as you did his not too long ago. For once, the closeness didn't affect you whatsoever, the same voice repeating itself in your head over and over again.

"You won't get away this time."

You succumb to the thoughts of your head, still scared, despite knowing he was gone and who was beside you.

"Hey," Din's voice called out to you, your glossy eyes snapping over to meet his helmet. "He's gone now. You don't answer to him anymore. He's gone and he doesn't own you. You're free."

The words you waited to hear all your life don't feel as good as you thought they would.

Freedom was something you once thought was unattainable, something you dreamt of. But now that you have it?

It almost feels just as horrifying.

"You can do anything you've ever wanted to do," Din continued. "You can leave. Be free of this place, go wherever."

"I could leave?" You inquired. The thought of what you'd do now that you have a life that's your own and only yours has crossed your mind just a few times, and not in many of those thoughts have you thought about leaving Din and Grogu.

But would it be for the better?

You contemplate your decisions, would they even want you to stay? They were doing just fine on their own before you even arrived, they clearly would be just fine if you left. Figuring it was an invitation to leave you wordlessly get up, turning your back to him.

"You could also stay."

Four simple words make you stop in your tracks, and cowardly, you don't look back at him. "And why should I?"

"Because I want you to," He speaks, and after all this time, only now are you able to detect the emotion in his voice. You turn around to the beskar covered man, never seeing him look so small. "For him. For us."

For a moment you think he's talking about both himself and Grogu, but you understand that when he says us, he means you and him. And it should be heartwarming, it should make you want to jump into his arms and accept, but it only makes you angry.

"Us?" You repeat, and in a tone that chills him to his core. "There is no us, Din."

He's pleading now, and if only you could see his expression under the mask. "Please."

"And if I stay?" You push, walking slowly towards him. "How will I have you?"

"All of me."

You only shake your head, knowing it wasn't possible. "All of you, with a full armor of beskar every night. All of you, with short and meaningless conversations. All of you, with gloves on and hands I'll never get to truly hold. All of you, with lips that will never touch and a face I'll never see."

"My creed-"

"This isn't about your creed, Din Djarin," you practically whisper, scared if you talk any louder your voice will crack. And Din knows, Maker he does, that this isn't about his creed. It isn't about the armor that he's wearing but about the armor he puts up, about the space that he's put between you two and what he guards his heart with.

"If you think for a moment that this is about what you wear," you pause, and Din has never wanted you to see his expression underneath his helmet more than his does in this moment. "Then you really don't know me at all. If I cannot have you, truly have you, without the armor," you press against his chest plate with a light hand, and stuck in place, he doesn't give into the instinct to hold it.

"Then I won't have you at all."

─── ⭐️.

#the mandalorian #the mandalorian x reader #din djarin fluff #din djarin x reader #din djarin angst #din djarin #din dijarin x reader #mandalorian fluff #mandalorian angst #mandalorian x you #mandalorian x y/n #mandalorian x reader

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akiridioncommander · 9 months

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Varvatos is moved to @arcadiandefenders where he and Karl will be a dual-muse blog.

#˗ˏˋ ooc ´ˎ˗

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augustinapril · 7 months

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𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐬 — send in a winter prompt and a character, and I'll write you headcanons or a blurb

being sick bc y/n didn’t put on enough layers in the snow w miguel díaz? <3

ILY SWEETHEART !! <333

Omg this is so cute!! Idk if the ending for this was good or not. </3 also very very short. winter wonderland event.

cw: gn!reader, coughing and being sick, probably ooc Miguel. O.2k words.

˗ˏˋ ★ ´ˎ˗

You know the soup Miguel brought wasn’t made by him. He can’t cook to save his life and that soup smells far too delicious to have been his, which means he probably procured it from the grocery store nearby. A school trip to one of the winter states should have been fun but you underestimated the power of the cold.

“How did you forget a jacket?” He asks you as he sets the bowl of soup on the table beside your hotel bed. He’s careful not to knock against it as he helps you sit up, shuffling around the pillows so you can lean back against them. “We came here for a ski trip and you forgot a jacket.”

“It slipped my mind. I’m a little dumb sometimes.” You smile at him bashfully, your voice a little hoarse from the cold that’s dug its way into your body. You lick at your chapped lips, setting them to get rid of the dry feeling.

“You’re not dumb.” He’s fixing your words quickly, a look of adoration on his face but his voice is soft with its firmness. “Forgetting something doesn’t make you dumb.”

“How about silly?”

He smiles and nods his head. “Silly is better. You’re definitely silly.”

You’re about to laugh when the action irritates your lungs, sending a cough up your throat. You cover your mouth with your arm, turning away from Miguel until the coughing fit subsides. “You should eat your soup.”

“I don’t like soup.”

“I know which is why I unsouped the soup.”

You look at him incredulously, his words not mixing well with your sickness fogged brain. “You what?”

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#miguel diaz x reader #miguel diaz x you #miguel diaz x y/n #cobra kai x reader #cobra kai x you #cobra kai imagine #miguel diaz imagine #♡ — winter wonderland !!

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cptnpike · 1 year

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tag drop

#˗ˏˋ ― dommed by the narrative. ， ooc. ´ˎ˗#˗ˏˋ ― i was expecting a red thing. ， interactions. ´ˎ˗#˗ˏˋ ― to lose the battle in advance. ， musings. ´ˎ˗#˗ˏˋ ― have some fun along the way. ， inbox. ´ˎ˗#˗ˏˋ ― the best of starfleet. ， enterprise captain. ´ˎ˗#˗ˏˋ ― his very skin was of another weave. ， appearance. ´ˎ˗#˗ˏˋ ― regulation 19. section c. ， discovery captain. ´ˎ˗#˗ˏˋ ― cowboy-coded. ， aesthetic. ´ˎ˗#˗ˏˋ ― where is my damn red thing. ， mannerisms. ´ˎ˗#˗ˏˋ ― an ending i hadn't foreseen for myself. ， answers. ´ˎ˗#˗ˏˋ ― something of the wolf about him. ， elysian. ´ˎ˗#˗ˏˋ ― deeply woven into my destiny. ， owedfavors. ´ˎ˗

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harmonicplay · 2 years

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Thanks for always being a great friend and person to grace my dash

HMM!? IM glad to be your friend too! And im honored you like seeing me on your dash!

let's have a wonderful time together as the days go on!

#˗ˏˋ ፧ ooc ፧ ´ˎ˗#/so sudden but !! I ly anon!

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sugolara · 1 year

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𝙒𝙚 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙪𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙙𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙢𝙨

feat. katsuki bakugo x fem! reader

cw: angst with comfort, suicide mention, katsuki deals with his emotions probably ooc

˗ˏˋ+ ´ˎ˗ after finding y/n on the bathroom floor and waking up at the hospital, y/n's feelings are conflicted as she notices that katsuki isn't around to comfort her.

❝that used to please.❞

+ fear of flying by bowery electric

part 1

machines were beeping, monitoring y/n's conditions as she slept soundly. the doctors came by every now making sure her stitches don't rip. along with doctors came crisis team who made y/n tell her story as to why she was there. she was a bit embarrassed telling them her story: about her long life depression, her scandal with her high school teacher, her addict parents, and her mentally unstable siblings.

their was also a nurse who sat outside her door in case she needed anything. she wasn't allowed to go anywhere alone. if she needed to use the restroom she had her personal nurse stand out the door.

the doctors had told her about her condition: that she would be fine as long as she doesn't mess with the stitches. she would glance at her bandaged arm every now.

the entire stay at the hospital she was left all alone. she didn't have katsuki by her side. which made her worry and stressed her out. was this the end of it? she had to assume because not once had she seen him enter or heard the doctors talking about him.

was he finally tired of her? did he drop her because it would ruin his reputation? i mean, it would look pretty bad for a hero when their partner tries to off themselves.

take a look at endeavor, sure his wife didn't exactly try to kill herself, but she was unstable and was sent to a mental hospital. he couldn't have someone ruin his reputation especially after what she did to their youngest son.

so when y/n woke up with no katsuki around, her heart had shattered. she tried so hard not to think of her heart aching. she knew better. she had it coming after pulling that stunt. she tried thinking about getting out of here and not focus on katsuki, but she could feel tears on her waterline.

she tried wiping her tears away when she heard the room door open, she thought it was the doctors and she didn't want them to see her like this.

but she looked up slowly when she heard him call her name out softly. "y/n.."

katsuki stood at the door, afraid that if he moves closer to her he'll trigger her. but as he saw her with tears flowing he quickly rushes to her side and wipes her tears with his thumbs.

"katsuki." she softly cries out and tries to hug him but flinches in pain when she bumped her forearms.

seeing the look on y/n's face as he watches her glance at her forearms, he can't help but let the tears form in his eyes.

he feels like he's to blame for this. he's a hero, he should've been there for her. he should've seen the signs. what kind of a hero is he when he can't even save the love of his life?

he gently grabs her hands and caresses them. he can't stare at her in the eyes because he's afraid that he'll see hate in them. but hearing her, made him stare at her.

"i can't do this anymore, katuski." she sniffles and goes on, "i don't know what to do with my life. i'm a failure. i won't get anywhere in life when i feel like this. it'll always drag me down.

"and i can't be with you if i'm like this. i don't deserve you. i don't want to put you in a position when you have to take care of me because you feel like it's you job-"

she stopped talking as she see's katsuki shake his head, the tears almost spilling and her heart aching as she heard him, "you're not divorcing me. please, don't do this."

she cries more and tries to release her hands from his grip, but she feels weak. with a depressed look she stares at his vermilion eyes, whispering, "i don't know what else to do."

although she can't hug him and katsuki won't make her, he reaches in and comforts her, wrapping his big arms around her fragile body. he's pleads with her that we'll make it work. pleads with her to not leave him. that they'll both work through this even if it means the road will be bumpy.

and he's never been on his knees and plead for someone to stay with him. but he can't let y/n go, he loves her to much to let her go. and he knows that she loves him as well and it's the depression talking. and he will not let it win.

"i'm sorry!" she cries out as her hands grip his jacket.

"you don't have to be sorry, you did nothing wrong." he says, his voice breaking as he clings on her more. he tries being strong, for her, but when he hears her voice and tells him it's okay to cry, he lets it all out.

cries fill the room and after they calmed down, katsuki releases her and holds her hands in his. with a serious yet softly voice he speaks to her, "i want you to get help. i need you to get help so that you'll be fine. please, i love you."

she says it back as she let's him continue, saying that he wants her to enter mental institution in order for her to get help and that he'll visit her and he will be waiting for her.

and she did enter a mental institution. katsuki did keep his promise. he did ended up visiting her and after staying there for two weeks, katsuki was there when she exited those doors. of course with a bouquet of your favorite flowers.

once the news got out that the number one heroes wife tried offing them self, paparazzi had shown up at the institution flashing their cameras. katsuki had told them off and shielded y/n with his jacket and umbrella.

y/n had quit her job as being a cam girl. well, more like katsuki had made her, saying that she'll be working in a office at his agency. that way he could keep a close eye on her and they'll both be closer to each other.

y/n had deleted her previous social media account and had made a new one. one where it would be for her and katsuki and not for her old job.

ever since the incident, katsuki had showed her more love than he ever did. offering her anything that pleases her: taking her on more dates, buying things that she didn't really necessary need but thanked him either way, showing her off in public, showering her with affection, and showing her off on social media.

and although the ride might be bumpy, y/n would be okay, because she has a loving husband who would show her the way. y/n couldn't have dream of anything more, she finally felt like she belonged somewhere.

#katsuki x reader #mha #katsuki bakugo x reader #mha bakugou #bakugou katsuki #katsuki x y/n #bakugo katuski #katsuki x you #katsuki angst #bakugou x reader #reader insert #x reader

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corrodeadarc · 11 months

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to the anon, you're welcome to come to me for further discussion. as it is, the message is vague and i don't know what to do about it.

#˗ˏˋ ʜᴏʟʏ ᴍᴀsᴛᴇʀ ᴏғ ᴅɪsɢᴜɪsᴇ ʙᴀᴛᴍᴀɴ ´ˎ˗ ooc ¡! ❞ ⁀➷

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admirxation · 2 months

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˗ˏˋ 𝐚𝐝𝐦𝐢𝐫𝐱𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧’𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐬 ´ˎ˗

🍙 — take note, most my fics include ooc. I like playing around with characters and putting spins on them (as one of my professors said it’s good practice to do this with learning about building character) if you don’t like ooc then my fics aren’t for you my darling.

writing

resident evil

baldurs gate 3

jujutsu kaisen

attack on titan (nothing here yet)

the last of us (nothing here yet)

chatbots

*in process*

#divider by cafekitsune #admirxation #admirxations masterlists #masterlist #fanfiction masterlist

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morgxeshenanigans-a · 1 year

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Naomi

「☾☼.ᴛʀᴀɪᴛᴏʀꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴀʏꜱ」 - demons, supernatural creatures

「☾☼.ᴘɪʟʟᴀʀꜱ ᴏꜰ ʟɪɢʜᴛ」 - warriors, fighters

「☾☼.ᴛʀᴀᴠᴇʟᴇʀꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴅᴀʏ」 - humans, civilians

「☾☼.ᴜɴᴋɴᴏᴡɴ ꜱᴏʟᴀʀ ꜰʟᴀʀᴇꜱ」- anonymous asks, interactions

「☾☼.ꜰʟɪɢʜᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴜɴ」- crossover roleplay

「☾☼.ᴅᴏᴡɴꜰᴀʟʟ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴜɴ」- angst, serious roleplay

「☾☼.ᴅᴀʏʟɪɢʜᴛ ᴀᴅᴠᴇɴᴛᴜʀᴇꜱ」 - casual roleplay

「☾☼.ʀᴀᴅɪᴀɴᴛ ꜱᴛᴀʀʟɪɢʜᴛ」 - romantic roleplay

「☾☼.ʙᴇᴡᴀʀᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴜʀɴ」 - trigger warnings

Grey

【༺♰༻.ɖɛʋɨʟ'ֆ ǟ ƈօʍɨռ'】 - demons, supernatural creatures

【༺♰༻.ɛǟʀȶɦ'ֆ ƈօʍɮǟȶǟռȶֆ】 - warriors, fighters

【༺♰༻.ʍօʀȶǟʟɨȶʏ'ֆ ƈɦɨʟɖʀɛռ】 - humans, civilians

【༺♰༻.ֆǟʟʊȶǟȶɨօռֆ ʄʀօʍ ɮɛʏօռɖ】 - anonymous asks, interactions

【༺♰༻.քɨȶֆ օʄ ȶɦɛ ʊռɖɛʀաօʀʟɖ】- crossover roleplay

【༺♰༻.քʊʀɢǟȶօʀʏ'ֆ ǟɢօռʏ】- angst, serious roleplay

【༺♰༻.ɢʀǟʋɛʏǟʀɖ ֆɦɨʄȶֆ】 - casual roleplay

【༺♰༻.ȶɨʟʟ ɖɛǟȶɦ ɖօ ʊֆ քǟʀȶ】 - romantic roleplay

【༺♰༻.ɖɛֆƈɛռȶ ɨռȶօ ɛȶɛʀռǟʟ ɦɛʟʟ】 - trigger warnings

Imani

〔♡♱.Ʉ₦Ɇ₳Ɽ₮ⱧⱠɎ ɆVłⱠ〕 - demons, supernatural creatures

〔♡♱.₴₳₮₳₦'₴ ₳ĐVɆⱤ₴₳ⱤłɆ₴〕 - warriors, fighters

〔♡♱.₮ØⱤ₥Ɇ₦₮ɆĐ ₴ØɄⱠ₴〕 - humans, civilians

〔♡♱.Ʉ₦₵₳₦₦Ɏ ₩₳₦ĐɆⱤɆⱤ₴〕 - anonymous asks, interactions

〔♡♱.₵Ⱡ₳łⱤVØɎ₳₦₮ ₵ØⱤ₦ɆⱤ₴〕- crossover roleplay

〔♡♱.₩Ⱨł₴₱ɆⱤ₴ Ø₣ ฿ɆⱤɆ₳VɆ₥Ɇ₦₮〕- angst, serious roleplay

〔♡♱.₱₳Ɽ₳₦ØⱤ₥₳Ⱡ ₵Ⱨ₳₦₦ɆⱠł₦₲〕 - casual roleplay

〔♡♱.₴₱łⱤł₮Ʉ₳Ⱡ ₵Ø₦₦Ɇ₵₮łØ₦₴〕 - familial, fluffy roleplay

〔♡♱.ĐɆ₳₮Ⱨ ₳₩₳ł₮₴ ɎØɄⱤ ₳ⱤⱤłV₳Ⱡ〕 - trigger warnings

Anita

『❅˙·.❄.αя¢тι¢ ƒяσѕтвιтє』 - demons, supernatural creatures

『❅˙·.❄.¢яуѕтαℓℓιηє gℓαяєѕ』 - warriors, fighters

『❅˙·.❄.gℓα¢ιαℓ ѕησωƒℓαкєѕ』 - humans, civilians

『❅˙·.❄.ƒσggу нαzє』 - anonymous asks, interactions

『❅˙·.❄.тιρ σƒ тнє ι¢євєяg』- crossover roleplay

『❅˙·.❄.gяιм σνєя¢αѕт』- angst, serious roleplay

『❅˙·.❄.єη¢нαηтє∂ ѕησωƒαℓℓ』 - casual roleplay

『❅˙·.❄.ѕησω-кιѕѕє∂ мσяηιηgѕ』 - romantic roleplay

『❅˙·.❄.вєℓσω zєяσ』 - trigger warnings

Amara

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≫ ʙʟᴏɢ ɴᴀᴍᴇ - ᴍᴜꜱᴇ ≪ // multimuse blogs

˗ˏˋ ʜᴇᴀᴅ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʟᴏᴜᴅꜱ ´ˎ˗ // mun, ooc remarks

˗ˏˋ ᴄʟᴏᴜᴅʏ ᴍᴀꜱꜱᴇꜱ ´ˎ˗ // mutuals

˗ˏˋ ᴅᴜʟʟ ꜱʜᴀᴅᴏᴡꜱ ´ˎ˗ // new followers, mutuals

˗ˏˋ ᴍᴜʀᴋʏ ᴍɪꜱᴛ ´ˎ˗ // anonymous asks, interactions

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