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earthtooz · 2 years

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in which you give bakugo katsuki the silent treatment

warnings: 2.3k words, fluff fic, slight hurt but mostly comfort, bakugo is sad :( he doesn't like being ignored, i wrote this weeks ago i can't remember shit about what i put in this. UNEDITED ASF!!!

a/n: this was not supposed to be a standalone fic, this was actually meant to be a multi-character thing about giving them the silent treatment but that didn't turn out as planned bc i have no time so i only have bakugo ready lol! hope you enjoy

there’s a pair of crimson eyes burning holes in the side of your head and you can feel the gaze penetrating further and further into your skull with each passing second.

you almost have the nerve to ask when bakugo katsuki learnt how to use his armour-piercing shot with his eyes.

but alas, you bite the inside of your cheek and continue ignoring him, fingers tapping away on your keyboard to finish up your report.

it’s now day three of your silent treatment. your boyfriend has endured 48, painful hours of the punishment that he rightfully deserved and he’s been restless for all 48 hours. it’s a miracle that he’s survived this long because you totally would’ve expected him to blow up already.

how ironic that he’s acting sensible now yet couldn’t hold his tongue when you two were taking down the villain.

the event that caused bakugo’s predicament was actually the report you were finishing, a gang of villains - experienced ones, had broken into a high-end jewellery store and stolen majority of their dazzling diamonds and you and bakugo just so happened to be on site.

you were expecting a robbery chase that happened at least every three days. what you weren’t expecting, was that they were good. like, really good.

one of the thief’s quirks kept grazing you and it didn’t help that the communication between you and bakugo was off that day, so when you meet up with him again after splitting up, unconscious villains in tow with a few injuries to pair with it.

he failed to stop the big words that tumbled out of his mouth.

“what the hell was that? you seriously failed to listen to some simple instructions? you might wanna go back to being a fuckin’ sidekick because of how shit that was and you have the nerve to call yourself a pro?” thundered the explosive blond, whose face was getting closer and closer to yours with each passing second.

your eyebrows furrowed in confusion. you took down the villain, what was the big deal? “excuse me?” you muttered lowly.

that seems to tick him off even more, “you heard me! that was embarrassing to watch, kept getting hit and injured by some shitty extra. we don’t need heroes like you to screw things as simple as a robbery chase up!”

bakugo had been ticked off the second he first entered the agency this morning, so you were aware he was in a bad mood and you probably were the final strike to him letting loose of his temper- but that was not an excuse for the venom he was spitting. no matter how desperately you wanted to retaliate, you kept your cool for the sake of your relationship and also because you were in public. you didn’t need anyone listening to realise that it was you that bakugo was shouting at, so with no sound, you turn around and meet up with the police, villains in hand.

that seemed to shut him up pretty easily, thank goodness to your eardrums.

“we took ‘em down,” you said the second the police scrambled out of their cars. you tried to keep the frustration and anger out of your tone but the way you threw the villains with a little more force than necessary against the police car caused the officers to flinch.

a certain blond appears not long after, now calmer and more guilty-looking.

“thanks you two. we dug through our records and found out that these criminals have been wanted for a while. kept escaping under our noses,” one policeman says with a grateful smile. you don’t bother to return it, blaming it on the cut on your cheek.

“no problem. just call us if you ever need us again,” you tell him with a proper nod.

you and bakugo watch the policemen secure the villains, not moving until the last car leaves your sight.

he turns to you and finally says something to break the suffocating tension between you two.

“you should probably get some first aid for those cuts.”

bakugo tries to sound normal- really, he tries, because the second you turned around and left him in the alley, he realised the magnitude of his stupidity and felt his heart drop to his stomach, fearing for the worst.

with a small ‘tch’ from you, you’re gone the next second from his sight, probably flying back to the agency.

you don’t speak to him. even when he spams your phone with check up texts, even when he returns after patrol, even when he walks into your office whilst you rapidly type away at your laptop furiously, making more typos than you’d like to admit.

“hey,” he says sternly, trying to capture your attention with little success. “c’mon, talk to me.”

bakugo rounds the table and bobs down beside you, careful not to aggravate you by touching you even though it was hard to resist the temptation. natural boyfriend instinct.

“y/n, i didn’t mean what i said back there, i swear,” he continues, “i was just, fuckin’ mad at- i don’t even know, and i shouldn’t have snapped at you like that.”

it’s beautiful how he can say everything beside ‘sorry’.

“please don’t ignore me.”

he’s frowning, and you really wanna look at him and respond, but you don’t and this dance continues for the next two days. bakugo asks if you want coffee; no answer but he brings it for you regardless. bakugo asks if you need help sorting through the mess of papers on your desk; no answer but he cleans it up regardless, in the exact way you like it. bakugo asks if you need him to run by the support gear department to check up on your costume; no answer but he does it for you regardless and tells you all the updates as well. (he’s not doing it for your forgiveness. this is a usual routine you two have so even without your answers, he knows whether you’ll say yes or no.)

now he’s sitting in your office whilst you finish writing up the report you’ve been neglecting for a while because often, to speed things up, you and bakugo split up the paperwork but with you pretending like he, your boyfriend, doesn’t exist, that wasn’t really possible.

at the 67th hour of no speaking, he snaps. now that you two were officially off the clock and could return home or do as you please, bakugo spends no time picking you up from your chair with little to no effort as a noise of surprise slips past your lips.

you want to ask where he was taking you as he glides through the halls with determination and vigour, his shoes clanking against the marble floor with each step he took, keeping you secured in his arms, pressed against his chest.

there’s a string of curses that you could yell at your boyfriend right now and don’t be mistaken, you could very easily take him down, if it weren't for how much you had missed him.

(you feel slightly terrible for keeping up this silent treatment because that pout on his face is growing by the second, but it’s what he deserves and you wouldn’t relent until a proper ‘sorry’ is given.)

in your moment of zoning out, bakugo has reached his car and seated you in the passenger seat, leaning over you to secure your seatbelt. the kiss he places on your face practically radiates with his complacency at getting you safely in his car.

you huff and cross your arms as he rounds the vehicle to the driver’s side. bakugo hands you the aux and you take it, plugging in your phone to find your shared playlist and you don’t miss the smirk he has when he sees the familiar playlist name pop up on the screen.

the drive is painless enough with no words being exchanged, the music muting the silence that still had some tension lingering in it.

bakugo’s taking you back to his apartment and sure enough, the second the car is parked (perfectly), bakugo tells you ‘don’t move’ before exiting and jogging around to get to your side.

you let him pick you up again with a sigh but it’s all for show, especially the way your heart flutters when you notice he’s hugging you a little tighter this time.

he’s probably afraid you’re gonna run off (he’s had that fear since you first started dating).

sure enough, the explosive blond doesn’t set you down until he steps foot into his bedroom and from there, he throws you on his expensive ass bed with ease, clambering atop you before crushing you with all his weight.

a little ‘oof’ escapes you.

“‘m not getting up till you speak to me,” he lazily threatens, wrapping his arms around your middle. “so you can either get comfy or stop messin’ around.”

“i’m still mad at you, y’know,” you murmur, bringing your hands behind your head whilst staring up at his ceiling. the man lying above you stiffens, taking his head out of his chest to look up at you.

“i’m sorry,” he gruffly confesses, unable to look you in your eye when you glance back down at him with your jaw agape and eyes widened.

yes, he should have said the apology ages ago. yes, it’s been long overdue. yes, you were still surprised that he managed to get those two syllables out of his mouth.

above all, bakugo katsuki is stubborn, unrelenting and powerful, and you’re surprised he succumbed without you suggesting for him to apologise.

you sit up on your elbows, recovered from your brief moment of shock to tell him, “you’re not forgiven.”

“what?” he gawks, outraged, “what else do you want from me?”

“it’s been two days! you could’ve said ‘sorry’ two days ago and i would have forgiven you!”

“fuckin’ hell, i didn’t think of that.”

“bakugo katsuki, are you really that stupid?”

“take it back!”

“not until you take calling-me-a-lame-hero back!”

“i’m sorry! i take it back!” he winces, “you sure know how to kill a man, huh? i’m sorry, i didn’t mean what i said, now talk to me again, y/n, these past few days have been torture!”

you can’t help but smile at his desperation. he never acts like this for anyone so you’re going to enjoy these rare moments of vulnerability for a little longer.

“told me to go back to bein’ a side kick,” you huffed, “that’s not a bad idea actually, maybe i’ll listen and apply to be midoriya’s. or todoroki’s. they’re climbing the ranks quite quickly-”

“-y/n!” he’s whining now and you’re afraid you have a manchild lying atop you now.

“i’m joking.”

“you’re mean.”

“oh so now i’m the mean one? what about when-”

“-shut your mouth!”

“is this another one of your instructions? telling me that i’m unworthy of being a hero to the extent that i need to shut my mouth-”

“-stop it!”

you fall back on his pillows in a fit of laughter and as your giggles fill the room, bakugo can’t help but feel his heart ache. this is what he’s been yearning for for the past few days, moments that are so unexplainably, unabashedly you that he realised he doesn’t want to go another day without it. now that you’re back in his arms, he knows everything will be okay, especially with the familiar feeling of your hands carding through his hair.

“i’m really sorry. i didn’t mean to be that mean,” he begins after a moment of silence. it takes a few more seconds for him to continue, “i was just freaking out seein’ you get hurt and i was really fuckin’ panicking because those injuries were totally avoidable. i should have protected you and i shouldn't have gone at you for just doing your job. i was scared.”

you can't help but melt a little at his confession, and the way you can feel him frown into your skin whilst tugging you closer, you feel more loved than ever fathomable.

“thank you, katsuki. i appreciate it but you know i can take care of myself, and i know you’re always going to protect me when i need it. i trust you, more than anyone else.”

bakugo closes his eyes in content as he tugs himself closer to you than what should be considered possible. you welcome him for all of his roughness and raggedness. he just might be doomed if he didn't have you.

“we should really move in together,” you suggest.

“yeah, yeah we should.”

after a few minutes of silence, you begin to speak up, “i have my night patrol soon, you have to let me go, babe.”

he squeezes you tighter, “but i literally just got you! i’m getting my three days worth of attention, fuck your patrol.”

“that’s not very heroic of you,” you murmur, “now let me go.”

“no.”

above all, bakugo katsuki loves you.

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dr4k3n0 · 26 days

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Bumps and Bruises --Fushiguro x f!reader

Synopsis: After a small mishap during training, you found yourself a bratty Megumi.

WC: 1.9k

Warnings: crackfic, Gojo being Gojo, fluff

Megumi has never been the best at close combat fighting. Hence he found himself grumbling to himself when Gojo announced that today's training would specifically be on close combat.

The agitated ravenet stood with his arms crossed with a glare plastered on his face. He was making sure Gojo could see it with all 6 of his eyes. If looks could kill, this would be a mass murder.

"Since we are doing close combat today, here's how it will go," Gojo began.

"You all will be defending against one of Principle Yaga's cursed corpses. If you can last for 5 minutes, you pass. If you don't, you fail, easy as that." He said with a stupid-looking smile.

Small nods and hums of acknowledgment were all that Gojo got back as a response. He sighed defeatedly before clapping his hands dramatically above his head.

"Now, you all will be fighting different cursed corpses based on your current fighting and defending skills," Gojo began explaining once again.

As you stood between Nobara and Megumi, your gaze slowly shifted to Megumi. Gojo's words began to all blur together. You already knew the rules and how this worked. But you couldn't help but admire Megumi, he stood with his arms crossed, looking very unamused. You couldn't help but chuckle to yourself when you saw his little pout.

Your eyes then traveled to his spikey raven-black hair. Then to his beautiful blue eyes. Now finally, his pretty pink lips. He was gorgeous.

"Y/n," Your paintbrush for a teacher called. You snapped back to reality and quickly replied with, "Yea?" You could tell he was eyeing you through his mask. A small smirk appeared on his lips as he began to speak again. "Y/n, you need to start paying attention. Looking at your boyfriend isn't going to explain the instructions to you." You blinked in shock as your mouth fell agape at what your teacher just said.

Yuuji and Nobara -- the little demons they were-- failed to hold in an obnoxiously loud laugh, and you sent them both a glare as they laughed uncontrollably. Megumi looked away from all the chaos trying to hide his blush, but also a small smile that began to take form on his lips.

Eventually, you decided to cover your face and nod to spare yourself any more embarrassment. Gojo sneered at you, he was overly proud of what he said, and you knew it.

Once Nobara and Yuuji calmed down to the point it was only little giggles every once in a while, he soon began the instructions again, "Now, go find a spot on the field and begin when I say," Gojo said as he walked off towards the bleachers.

You all began walking towards the field. Yuuji and Nobara made jokes about the way Gojo had embarrassed you, while you stayed quiet beside Megumi.

"Did you see her face when he said that?!" Yuuji giggled as he tried to impersonate the face that you made.

Nobara was cackling at the sight, clutching her stomach at how hard she was laughing. You watched them make fun of you with an unamused look on your face. Three not-to-be-named people are going to die tonight. That's for sure.

An exasperated sigh left your lips. You were beginning to plot the murderers you were about to commit. All three would suddenly go missing, and when their bodies are found, their faces will be sma-

"So..." Megumi said trying to break the silence.

Your eyes landed on Megumi after he broke you out of your thoughts. And like magic, all thoughts of murder left your mind.. for now. But, as far as you were concerned, Megumi's presence was all you wanted and needed right now.

"'m sorry if I embarrassed you, Gumi.." You finally decided to utter out.

You were glad that Yuuji and Nobara were too busy cackling about how embarrassed you were for once. If they heard this, you both would never hear the end of this.

Megumi could feel his face begin to heat up remembering the previous moment. He thought it was admirable that you were even bothering to look at him. To Megumi, he wasn't much of a sight to be compared to you. The fact that you were even with him, as his partner, still manages to boggle his mind. That is why he found himself smiling at his idiotic teacher's words.

"You didn't embarrass me.." Megumi mumbled quietly.

It went quiet again after his words finally registered in your head. You smiled to yourself already beginning to feel a bit less embarrassed about it.

You let out a small sigh of relief. The rest of the walk to the field was spent in comfortable silence as the leaves crunched under your feet with each step.

Soon enough, you and Megumi had made it to the field where Yuuji and Nobara stood waiting for Gojo to come back. You both joined them there.

Nobara and Yuuji were arguing about something as per usual, and you and Megumi just listened to the chaos. That was until you heard a dreadful screech. You all covered your ears and looked in the direction of the noise, and it was none other than your teacher with a megaphone.

"Alright now that I have your attention-" Gojo started, as if he was trying to play off the terrible noise the contraption just made.

"Who wants to go first?" Gojo stated. He stood awfully calm beside the cursed corpses you all would potentially be fighting against.

Silence wafted through the whole campus. All you could hear was the wind blowing through the trees and if you listened close enough, you could even hear crickets chirping. As the wind continued to blow, Yuuji eventually sneezed, ending the silence.

"Yuuji! Thanks for volunteering! You're going to be fighting this one with the blue gloves. Remember, n-" The megaphone began to squeak as Gojo was about to say something else and the high-pitched sound made you wince and cover your ears.

Bang

"Come. On. You. Piece. Of. Shi- Oh, there we go!" Gojo smiled triumphantly as he smacked the megaphone on the bleachers between words.

"As I was saying, no cursed technique. Now, are you ready Yuuji?" Gojo continued.

"No- wait I dont wan-" Yuuji began.

"3"

"Wait Gojo, I don-"

"2"

"Wait-"

"1"

"Begin!" Gojo shouted into the megaphone, before messing with the extra noises and playing a siren noise.

The cursed corpse with the blue gloves charged at Yuuji. It ended up punching him straight in the jaw before Yuuji even registered it was starting. You all winced in sympathy for the boy. That's gonna hurt in the morning...

Yuuji soon recovered and began blocking the cursed corpse attacks, and was slowly able to dish out some of his own punches. This went on for a while until Yuuji managed to grab the cursed corpse and hold it down, causing Gojo to end his time early since he basically stopped it.

Next, he called Megumi, and you could tell from the face Megumi made, he was not happy. With an eye-roll Megumi stepped forward and got into a fighting stance while Gojo smiled at him mischievously.

"Alright, 5 minutes, ready.. set, go!" Gojo yelled into the megaphone while activating the same siren noise on the contraption.

The cursed corpse charged at Megumi, and at first, he did well. He managed to block and stop a decent amount of the attacks from the cursed corpse, landing some of his own hits too.

But, after three-ish minutes, you could tell Megumi was getting more tired, and the cursed corpse started landing more hits. Once the time was up, Gojo got the cursed corpse to stop and Megumi walked back over to you with a huff. He had a bit of a bloody nose, a busted lip, and what would probably be a black eye in the morning.

He sighed quietly and wiped his nose on his uniform before giving Gojo a look.

"I'm going to clean up," He stated, not caring if he technically had to ask, he was going.

Gojo gave him a look before chuckling as he watched Megumi grab your hand and practically dragged you to the school with him. You give Gojo a confused shrug before catching up with Megumi and walking beside him.

"Alright, I'll give you all a 15 minute break, better not go make out during that time you two!" Gojo called after you both.

Megumi grumbled under his breath at Gojo's words before his gaze shifted to you and his gaze almost seemed to soften a bit. He pushed open the doors of the school leading you to the boys bathroom, and locking it behind the both of you.

"God he's so annoying," He muttered while letting go of your hand and then looking around the bathroom for some bandages that were usually left in there.

"Gotta say I have to agree-" You add while placing your hands on his shoulder and moving him to lean against the counter of the sink.

Finding the bandages and getting a tissue, you set the now open med kit beside him and begin to gently wipe away the blood from his nose.

"That cursed corpse got you good, Megs," you comment while tossing the dirty tissue into the trash, and then focusing on the cut on his lip.

"Shut up," Megumi muttered in mock annoyance, giving you a fake glare while swatting your hand away from his face.

"God, you're almost as annoying as him," He adds, trying his hardest not to smile from his words, because really, he didn't mean it.

"Am I now?" You muse while grabbing his hand with one hand and then placing your other hand on his chin, tilting his head down to look at you. "I'd have to say I disagree with you," You add with a mischievous smile.

"I will beat you with a stick- I swear to God," he utters out while swatting your hands away again and leaning away from you.

His eyes linger on your figure while you laughed at his reaction. Yet, he couldn't help but smile and let out a small chuckle. He then wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling you closer to him while he carefully brushed some hair behind your ear.

Your eyes lingered on his, your lips parting slightly as he held you close. And he almost laughed at how quickly his actions managed to shut you up. He then smiled at you for a moment and placed a soft kiss to your forehead, while his other hand moved to cradle your jaw.

His thumb brushed against your cheek carefully before he leaned back a little to look into your eyes. He chuckled at how you almost seemed to melt into his touch.

"You gonna keep your mouth shut, now?" He quipped while caressing your jaw with his thumb.

It almost took you a moment to snap out of your thoughts, but you soon smiled happily and wrapped your arms around him. "No, wait- now give me a proper kiss," You whine while looking at him with puppy eyes.

"Nah, that can wait," Megumi mused with a smirk. He then completely pulled away from you and made his way to the exit.

"You comin'? It's your turn to get attacked by the cursed corpse," Megumi added while placing his hands in his pockets and walking out of the bathroom, leaving you there wanting more.

God, was he annoying.

#oneshot #fluff #megumi fushiguro #jjk #jjk x reader #megumi x reader #jujutsu kaisen #idk what this was #jjk x you #jjk x y/n #fushiguro x reader #fushiguro x you

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theorphicangel · 10 months

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#007 (unedited) Levi x Reader

“that was not two minutes.” Levi huffs, spitting out his toothpaste in the porcelain sink.

you shrug, wiping your mouth with a towel, “you gonna arrest me tooth police?”

you watch Levi continue to brush his own teeth as per the recommendation and he rolls his eyes at you. the words that he wants to say clear in his expression.

you wait till he’s finished up, wiping his mouth before he scolds you.

“don’t blame me when your teeth start falling out when you’re 40”

“you’ll still love me anyways.” you remark boldly, switching off the bathroom light.

Levi trails behind you, frowning as you both walk into your bedroom. “and how are you so sure that I will?” he teased.

“ ‘cause at the rate you’re going with your own sweet tooth we’ll end up in the same predicament.”

“lies. all lies. I don’t have a sweet tooth.”

you hum, getting into bed, sheets cold against your bare skin, “didn’t you tell me to buy that chocolate you like?”

“once.”

you pause your movements to stare at him.

he sighs in complete surrender before joining you under the sheets.

“twice.”

“caught red-handed Ackerman.”

he snorts, “i thought I was the tooth police?”

you shrug, “people change.”

“do they change enough so that you’ll brush for 2 minutes?”

“do they change enough to create a habit of sneaking down at midnight for chocolate?” you fought back.

Levi frowns suddenly. There was no way he could deny this one. “touché.”

Leaning over, you kiss him lightly on the cheek, “good night sweet tooth.”

“night you little minx.”

#idk what this was #I’m not apologising for it #Angel writes #levi ackerman x reader #levi ackerman #levi x reader #levi attack on titan #attack on titan #aot x reader #levi x you #levi x reader fluff

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nightfall-kachiniko · 8 months

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Coworker! hawks getting on his hands and knees to apologize for accidently hitting your butt even tho u said it was ok

#HES SORRY OKAY HE DIDNT MEAN TO #but he’s totally do it again if you wanted #HES INTO YOU YN #idk what this was #hawks x reader #hawks x you #hawks x y/n #soft hawks #keigo takami x you #keigo takami x reader #keigo takami x y/n #keigo x you #keigo x reader #keigo x y/n #keigo headcanons

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koitarou · 11 months

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|| fatherhood. ||

girldad!kiyoomi x fem!reader; wc: 1.2k of pure struggle; cw: reader is not present in the picture, imagine whatever happened to her, mid 50s kiyoomi, sad ish?, im thawing out cut me some slack, kiyoomi is a gorl dad missing you a/n: fuck you kevin hart, i wanted to watch a comedy movie and not BAWL. alexa play daddy issues

Kiyoomi guesses it’s been a while since he has missed you.

Kokomi takes up every minute, every second he has to offer— not that he minds it. Maybe sometimes he hates it, hates being so preoccupied with her that forgets to miss you. The last thing he wants to do is forget you, even when he is old enough that his already greying hairs start to fall out.

You’ve been gone for long enough that he has forgotten what you felt like in his arms, how you smelled when he hugged you close to his chest. He hates that his senses are giving up on him.

But he hasn’t forgotten everything about you. He hasn’t forgotten the way you rolled your eyes at him whenever you disagreed, how you always latched onto his arm whenever you got scared watching a horror movie, how you kissed his forehead twice for each mole he has— because she does the same.

Kiyoomi is glad to have Kokomi in his life because everytime he looks at her, he sees you. It’s not a stretch when someone asks if he misses you and he says no, because he never will. He might forget what you feel like but he will never forget you, the you who gave him the best gift in the world, his daughter, his baby.

The more she grows up, the more she resembles you. As he grows older, he sees Kokomi growing older and it’s bittersweet. He’s proud of her for everything she’s achieved in her life and proud of himself for bringing up his amazing daughter. It was tough at first, balancing his career and her, but with everyone's help, it was possible. It takes a village to raise a child, but what good is a village if it has no head. That’s what he felt like when he was just starting out, he felt lost without you to help him. He had his team, his village, to support him through thick and thin but he used to miss you.

As the team grew and so did your daughter, he realised everything was indeed good. He feels proud of them as well, Atsumu, Bokuto, Hinata, Komori, everyone.

He likes to believe you would’ve been proud too— of Kokomi, of the team.

But he especially misses you today. Seeing your daughter off to college, he remembers your face glowing when you used to talk about milestones of your baby’s life and her going to college.

“Kiyo, she’s gonna be amazing I know it.”

“Yes baby, she will be,” “You have to lay off her though.”

“What”

“I know you'll be crying the day she goes to college and fussing all over her. Ugh, especially with boys”

“No, I won’t. Except boys, I don’t trust those hormone ridden monsters”

“Of course you don't, darling. Because you never were one, right? You were a toddler and straight up went to being an adult.”

And then you rolled your eyes at him the same way Kokomi is doing right now, “Dad, I’m going to be honest with you, I can’t swear off boys. I just can’t–”

“Yes, you can. Promise me.”

“Dad—

“Promise me that you’ll be my little girl forever, never leaving me, ever.”

“We’re literally standing in front of my dorm room. You’re gonna have to leave at some point.” She narrows her eyes at him, still holding onto his hand.

He notices that. There were a lot of things he saw of you in her but she was his daughter too, he notices the way she’s picking at her nails, a nervous habit she’s has had ever since she was 5. She doesn’t want him to leave, not with the grip she has on his hand.

“You know I am here for you, right?”

“Yes, dad and I love you too.” Never good at words but they both managed, understood each other even though you weren’t there to do the talking for him.

“He’s bein’ mean again, y/n!”

“Tsumu you know he doesn’t mean that, he appreciates the thought you put into this gift.” “Yeah, I’m surprised he could think at all”

“Kiyo!– Tsumu, he means it’s great, he’s just affectionately dumb.”

He takes in a deep breath, the tingling sensation at the back of his throat feels familiar and he lets out a chuckle because he’s really going to cry now. Standing at her dorm room’s door, his heart feels heavy, and he’s looking at her now, ready to start a new chapter of her life, all on her own.

He cups her face and plants a kiss on her forehead, “One for me–” He kisses her temple, his hand holding the back of her head as she reaches out for a hug, “–and one for mom.”

She’s holding onto him tightly now, her fists balled up with the back of his jacket balled up in her fists, she mumbles, “I’m gonna miss you so much, dad. Promise to visit me, please?”

“Every weekend, Kokomi, I promise.” He smiles and wraps his arms around her, cradling her head as he lets his jacket soak up her tears. He feels happy and he knows you would’ve been happy too and that’s all he needs to know.

Kokomi starts to draw back but he tightens his grip on her, and with a shaky voice, he whispers, “Give your old man a few more minutes more, please sweetheart.”

Kokomi hums and they both stand there silently, until she breaks the silence with a ‘hey dad?’ and this time Kiyoomi hums in response, pulling away to look at her and finally let go.

“Mom would’ve been really proud of you.”

Oh.

Kiyoomi doesn’t realise he is crying until he tastes the salty tears in his mouth and Kokomi wipes his cheeks, “And I am proud too. One more thing–” With a smile as she goes on her tippy toes to kiss his moles, “–One from me and one from mom.”

Kiyoomi guesses it’s fine he didn’t miss you a lot, he never had to.

“And dad?”

“You weren’t serious about the ‘here every weekend’ thing though, right?”

“How much do you wanna bet at least one of your uncles will be here every weekend?”

Kokomi begins to whine in defiance to his response but is interrupted by a wailing Atsumu rushing towards them with Hinata, Bokuto and Komori in hot pursuit.

“Our baby’s all grown up!” Atsumu cries from behind Kiyoomi, sniffling and pushing him out of the way as he rushes to bring Kokomi into a bear hug and pats her head rather desperately, “Don’t forget about us, yeah?? And don’t forget us, we’re all here for ya. Also boy’s are disgustin’, ya won’t like ‘em anyways–”

“Why’s everyone obsessed with tha-”

In a flash, she’s squashed between 4 middle aged men bawling their eyes out and preaching they’re thoughts and views and promising to lay their lives down for her as she starts tearing up with them, telling them to take care of each other as well as her father since she won’t be there everyday.

Looking at this scene, Kiyoomi thinks his village did just fine. Plus he guesses it’s okay he didn’t get to miss you a lot because he believes it’s better to never not stop thinking about someone than miss them.

And he thinks– no he knows, you’re proud of him.

☆⌒ (ゝ。∂) ©️ all credits belongs to @koitarou 2022, do not repost, modify or translate my work on any platform. Plagiarism is strictly forbidden.

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asamiontop · 1 year

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That kiss. It was… so close to the corner of her mouth.

Beatrice has learned to expect them—the cheek kisses. She’s learned how to accept them from Ava. The Halo Bearer’s zeal for life, the way she carries her love for the world in open arms, it all bolsters Bea’s faith in the Halo’s choice of host.

But Beatrice has no explanation with which to shield herself when the blinding light of Ava’s affection shines on her alone. Nothing to write off the suffusing warmth that burbles inside when Ava flashes her that megawatt smile and mutters a soft ‘Bea’ inside her airy laugh.

Beatrice is defenseless for the first time since she’d sworn never to be defenseless again.

And yet.

She stands in the muggy attic above their tiny dive bar, reeling from yet another assault—this one that much closer to catastrophic. She reaches up, measures the distance between her lips and the lingering warmth of Ava’s mouth by the width of her tremulous fingertips. Just one finger’s breadth away this time. Last time it was two.

Beatrice sighs. She is both terrified and thrilled. Ava is her undoing, that much she’s able to admit. A foe she cannot, will not, fight. She can’t say when it will happen or what more will occur, but she and Ava are a ticking bomb and all Beatrice can do is wait.

Beatrice is defenseless for the first time since she’d sworn never to be defenseless again. But for the first time in forever, she thinks that maybe—maybe it’s okay.

#idk what this was #it might make no sense #it’s midnight and this gif keeps hitting me across the face #this is me turning the other cheek #Avatrice #ficlet #warrior nun

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ham1lton · 6 days

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Hi I really love your works and can't stop rereading them, you're such an amazing author.

Now I saw you were doing some prompts so I was wondering if you can do Kick Schumacher + 40

And have a nice day:)

040. a dusty antiques shop full of relics w/ MS47.

— part of a series of drabbles! <3

when your uncle decided to move to the caribbean with his wife, he left you his old antique store. it was in the middle of paris, and you needed a change from your old normal. making the move from your home country to paris was a big adjustment but you powered through. the shop wasn’t always busy but the occasional customer usually bought enough to keep the lights on.

you were reading one of your favourite novels when a blond guy stumbled in, probably seeking shelter from paris’ torrential rain. he was soaked to the bone as he stood up and saw you. he smiled and waved a hand. you nodded and went back to your book.

he started looking around the store but eventually, he walked up to the counter. his gaze on the book in your hands.

“nice day for reading, huh?” his voice carrying a hint of amusement despite the exhaustion in it. you looked at him, meeting his gaze with a polite smile.

“indeed it is,” you gestured at the rain-soaked streets outside. “perfect excuse to stay indoors.”

he laughed lightly, his eyes crinkling in the corners. “can’t argue with that logic.” then, after a moment’s hesitation, he added, “mind if i have a browse for a bit? i could use a distraction.”

“of course. take as long as you’d like. let me know if you need any specific help.”

one thing that you didn’t tell a lot of people was that the antique shop wasn’t a normal antique shop. over the years, you had noticed a pattern - the shop had a knack for attracting people who were grappling with their own inner battles, whether it was heartbreak, weariness, or simply a longing for connection. your uncle had always simply referred to it as "magic," but you couldn't quite put a name to it yet. that’s why you were able to keep the lights on, the shop didn’t allow time-wasters.

you wondered what brought him to its doors.

as the blond stranger continued to explore the shop, you couldn't shake the feeling that his presence here was more than mere chance.

you watched as he paused before a display of antique photographs, his fingers tracing the faded edges of the frame with a gentle reverence.

unable to resist the pull of curiosity, you approached him quietly. "finding anything interesting?" you asked, your voice soft.

he glanced up, his eyes meeting yours with a warmth that sent a shiver down your spine. "just looking at the stories these photographs hold," he replied, a faint smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

you nodded, a knowing smile playing on your lips. "they do have a way of doing that," you agreed, your gaze lingering on his face. "you know, some say this shop has a certain... magic to it. that it has a way of drawing in those who need it most."

his eyes widened in understanding, a silent acknowledgment passing between you. "i can believe that," he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper. "there's definitely something special about this place."

in that moment, you felt a surge of emotion welling up inside you, a longing to share the secrets of the shop with this enigmatic stranger. and as the rain continued to patter against the windows, you found yourself drawn to him in a way you couldn't quite explain.

"i'm y/n, by the way," you said, extending your hand in greeting.

he took it, his touch sending a jolt of electricity through you. "mick," he replied, his smile widening into a grin that lit up the room.

and as you stood there, hand in hand, surrounded by the timeless antiques, you couldn't help but feel that perhaps, just perhaps, fate had brought him to your door for a reason.

#idk what this was #magical realism #???#also thank u for the compliment!! im so glad u enjoy my work!! :D #ham1lton’s drabbles 🝮#formula one x reader #f1 x reader #f1 imagine #formula 1 x reader #formula 1 imagine #f1 fanfic #mick schumacher x reader #mick schumacher x y/n #ms47 x reader

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scruus · 1 year

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Kaveh in a skimpy white lacey nightsuit. Crawling to you on all fours. Eyes dizzy with lust and cheeks reddened. As he steps closer to you, his breaths get heavier.

Looking up at you, he rubs his cheeks on your thigh, as if trying to get some approval. You look down upon him with a dark glint in your eyes, your cunt getting wet and pulsing. He grins, he knows you are obsessed with him just like he is with you.

Leaning closer to your pants, taking the zipper in his mouth and slowly pulling it down. His face now inches away from your core. He looks up, whimpering. His hips slowly wiggle.

You reach your hands out to caress his cheek, brushing the hair out of his eyes, his warm breath vaporizing on your palm. You pull his hair back and kaveh moans oh so softly.

“Suck”, you command and kaveh just smiles smugly in response.

#.phew #idk what this was #kaveh was making me bit insane #he is such a brat but also so needy for you #…..ugh fuck me am so downbad even lord cant help #kaveh #genshin impact #genshin impact smut #dom reader #kaveh smut

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lytters · 1 year

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i'm sorry but i will never get over the thought of hitoshi just staring at you at night as you sleep, disbelief coating his face as he memorizes your features, lightly tracing over them with calloused fingers. he can't believe he's made it here, an hero with an actual license, surrounded by people who don't look at him in disgust, and most importantly, laying beside you – the person he's loved for what feels like a million years.

you – incandescent, intelligent, liked-by-all. hitoshi – spiteful, pessimistic, feared.

and yet you chose him. you chose him, when you could have had anyone else in the world, someone nicer, someone stronger, someone better. selfishly, hitoshi is glad you chose him, even if he knows you deserve the best the universe has to offer.

he knows he's not that, but he's working towards it. he'll work towards a future where he's deserving of your love, to stand beside you and bring you pride.

but for now, he'll settle for tucking you closer into his chest, holding you gently. your slow, even exhales warm his chest, and there hitoshi falls asleep – tender love soothing his insecurities silent.

#bnha.myworks #l.writing #shinsou hitoshi #shinsou x reader #idk what this was #i just cant stop thinking about our best purple boy #he struggles so much w insecurities #definitely suffers imposter syndrome

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priestessofroses · 3 days

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Me: Finally manages to take a nap

My brain: *Decided it was time to have a past life trauma dream of a seaside home I used to live in that was alongside a huge mountain in a ancient city being destroyed by a volcanic eruption and me barely escaping it by diving into a sea tunnel/cave*

#I literally woke up fucking anxious y'all #Idk what this was #Definitely not Pompeii but I'm thinking maybe something else?#past lives #lucid dreams #volcano #Atlantis?#It felt so real #I was sobbing cuz I thought my family died in the eruption inside the dream #hedge witch #dream #ancient greece

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dr4k3n0 · 1 year

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'Your the One That I Need'

Synopsis: Vash decided to play with some local towns children, and was able to get a few donuts from his favorite person.

Tw: None

Word Count: 1.4k

Your eyes watched as Vash's figure got tackled by the small children of the town. His, and the children's laughter fueled the semblance of the scene perfectly. He had children hanging over his shoulder, on his lap, and some leaning on his head. A small smile came to your lips as you watched the scene unfold. His gaze soon met yours as he sent you a strained wave as a child had grabbed it to observe his metallic hand, and his signature, bright smile.

Waving back at him, you soon mouthed, "I'm going to go get some donuts," You could see his eyes light up at your unspoken words even if you were a good 15 feet away.

Letting out a content sigh, you turned your back to him and began to head to the small vendor cart that was selling the delicious-smelling baked goods. Getting in line at the donut stand, you found yourself still turning around to watch Vash as the children played with him. It warmed your heart to see him in a state of peace for the moment.

Eventually, it was your turn to order. You looked at the assortment of donuts they had before deciding to get, 2 strawberry ones with sprinkles, and a few normal glazed donuts. Paying, you double-checked your order before bidding farewell, and making your way to Vash again. As you approached, you saw that he was still busy with the children, and soon waved at him to get his attention. It took a few tries before he saw you, but when he did, he stopped what he was doing and nodded at you.

"Sorry guys, I'll be back!" Vash explained as he carefully pried the children off of him.

The children pouted at him as he walked away from them with a wave. When he made it to the bench you were sitting at, you felt him press a chaste kiss to your cheek, and then settle beside you.

"So how was it over there?" You asked, opening the bag of donuts and holding it out towards him to which he grabbed a strawberry one.

"It was good, I'll probably go back a little longer when I finish this," He said going to take a bite until his gaze wandered to a small girl peeking around the corner of a building eyeing the donut in his hand.

Vash made a small whining noise, before saying, "I'll be back.."

You had barely any time to register what he said, before he was standing up and wandering towards the small girl he saw. You watched as he made his way over to the young girl who she withdrew from him, as his figure towered over her small form. Kneeling down, he smiled at the girl before saying something incoherent, and holding out his donut for her to take. She hesitated before taking the donut from him and smiling happily at him.

The girl then ran off towards a woman approaching her, to which you assumed was her mother. She bowed down to Vash as thanks as he stood awkwardly waving his hands frantically. She stood up straight as she picked up her daughter and placed her on her hip, before walking away with Vash doing the same. His tall, lanky, figure found itself making its way toward you before he settled beside you again.

"That was nice of you," You said leaning into his shoulder.

He smiled and looked towards you, "You think so?" He mused quirking a brow.

"Yeah, I think so," You said before reaching into the bag of donuts and pulling out the other strawberry donut you got.

You placed it in his hands as he let a small gasp escape his lips. You chuckled at him as he looked as if he was about to cry.

"Relax blondie, it's just a donut," You said while ruffling his hair.

He looked at you happily while taking a bite from it as he puffed his cheeks from practically shoving the whole thing in his mouth. You chuckled while munching on one of the glazed donuts while shaking your head. You both munched on your donuts, and by the time you were done with yours, Vash was already done with his second.

"I think I'm going to go back to the kids for a bit, will you be okay?" Vash says as he brushes any crumbs that might have fallen on his crimson coat, to the ground.

"I'll be fine, but before you go," You say as you grab his face gently.

His eyes stare into yours as a rising heat began to rise to his face. You chuckle before using your thumb to wipe away some sprinkles that were stuck to his skin. Your hand remained on his face after wiping the sprinkles away, and you quickly pecked his lips. His eyes widened as the tip of his ears went red.

"You can go now," You said as you let him go and smiled at his flustered state.

He smiled at you, intoxicated by your small act of affection, and walked off in a daze toward the small children. You smiled to yourself as you watched him go back to playing with the children while he looked at you from time to time and shot you a loving smile.

Sooner or later, it was finally getting dark, and it was time to head home, or to your hotel room in your case. Vash bid farewell to the children one by one before he soon retreated back to you. He took your hand, while you both walked back to your hotel. Your feet prodded against the cooling desert sands, while vendors began to close up shop. The cool breeze began to cool down the hot desert, making it a little more bearable to be out at this time. You let out a content sigh as you approached the hotel.

As Vash opened the doors, you were greeted by the aroma of alcohol, and the loud banter of the people at the bar. As you both managed to squeeze your way through the maze of people, you caught site of Wolfwood, Meryl, and Roberto at a table having a drink or two while talking. Waving towards them, you both continued your journey up the stairs and soon found your way to your room.

Upon opening the door, it was dark, that was until you flipped the light switch on and you were blinded by the instant appearance of light. You soon walked into the room with Vash following you, he soon walked in front of you as he shed his boots, holster, coat, and glasses, and tossed them to a small chair. He soon plopped on the bed with a huff as he sighed contently into the mattress.

"Tired?" You asked, before sitting next to him and rubbing his back gently.

"Yeah," He mumbled while turning his head to look at you.

Smiling at him, you soon stand back up to change into a large shirt and a pair of shorts. You soon began to brush your hair as Vash sat up and watched you contently. He watched as your fingers ran through your soft (hair color) hair, which was soon followed by your hair brush.

"Mayfly," Vash soon said, as he punctured the comfortable silence.

You turned to look at him giving him a hum in response. He stayed silent but his eyes spoke for him. You smiled at him while rolling your eyes playfully before setting down your hairbrush, and meeting him at the bedside as he pulled you into his lap. He looked up at you with a smile before pressing his lips to yours, for a tender and loving kiss. Smiling into the kiss, you wrapped your arms around his neck gently before he flopped back onto the bed with you.

The springs of the mattress groaned at the impact of his and your weight combined. With you on top, you pulled away from the kiss while looking at him with half-lidded eyes. You smiled while pressing your forehead to his reveling in the warmth and comfort it brought you.

"Love ya, Blondie," You whispered.

"Love you too, Mayfly.." Vash whispered against your lips as he brought you in for another loving kiss.

#vash tristamp #vash x y/n #vash x reader #vash the stampede #vash trigun #trigun fluff #fluff #oneshot #Idk what this was #I just wanted to post something #might edit later

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lalaland-e · 5 months

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I was talking to my friend and she told that I'm pretty and have nice hair and that men should be catcalling me on the street.

So as Christian Arabic woman, I said "What, do want me to like put on a hijab?"

So, she told me I need therapy.

#Hey I didn't start the conversation with about the weirdest thing you can say #Although it sounded a lot less weird in Arabic but why the heck would you say that?#shitposting #shitpost #meme #idk what this was #random nonsense #humans are weird #Weird Conversation starter #If you ask me

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scaly-freaks · 3 hours

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letter to inmate 13453-079

I'm not meant to write letters to you anymore.

They let me do it at first, said it would help with the 'therapy.' All these unsent reams of paper crumbling under the pressure of the red ballpoint. Dad got me a montblanc pen. I think he thought I'd like it because I used to 'write' a lot when I was a kid. I keep it in the little box it came in and let Cannibal play with it sometimes. A pen is meant to be used and worn-down, not all fancy and shiny. It reminds me of those polished beetle shells you used to bring me when I was good. Does your sister still collect them? I saw her at court during your sentencing, but they wouldn't let me talk to her. She mouthed something but I couldn't make it out. Her smile reminded me of yours. They all thought I was crying because I was relieved. He'll be locked up till he's dead, they said. He can't hurt you anymore.

They looked happier for themselves than they did for me but I've never been good at reading people's emotions well so I don't know.

I learned yours, still remember them. Does your baby finger still tremble right before you hit someone? They keep writing articles about you. I don't think they actually hate you at all. You're young, handsome and evil. America loves that. I'm not supposed to read about you. I do it anyway. They said you've got another life sentence on top of the first because you cut the face off that kiddy-diddler and wore it to frighten the guards. I pictured you giggling and I couldn't stop laughing. It woke Val up.

He's six now, and he doesn't like living in my parents' house. He asks about you a lot. Still calls you Krampus. I finally told him you're his dad, but I don't think he understands yet what that means. He thinks I'm his only parent and that I grew him from a flower one day and watered him with all my love. I tell him that's why he came out so pretty. He asks so many questions, sometimes I get frustrated and shout at him to shut up. That's when he cries and tells me he likes you better, and demands to know where you are and that you never yell at him.

I didn't tell my family you carved that baby dragon for him. They'd take it off him. I said I made it and they said I'm very talented and oh poor thing, you must have been so lonely down there, you probably needed all the distraction you could get.

So, I've started whittling now. That's my thing. The smell of it reminds me of you, wood shavings and petrichor and that bitter tinge of gun smoke you'd never explain.

Val's hair is down to his back. He says he wants to cut it short like yours, but I don't want to just yet. I'm still attached to brushing it every night. He has that Hightower dimple in his chin, and the wrinkle on his nose and between his brow when he's annoyed, just like you. He started kicking the other children at school so we had to pull him out and we're trying homeschooling now. My family would never say it out loud, but I know they look at him and wonder if he has more of you in him than he does me. It's the violence of his tantrums, I think.

They all pretend to be so very 'understanding' but the truth is, they want us both to get better quickly so they can continue with their lives and go back to pretending everything is fine. When they thought I was dead, that you killed me the same night you snatched me off that dark street, they got their closure and they moved on after grieving. Now the wound is ripped open again. They've forgotten how to tend to it. It's been too long.

Anyway, I don't know how to end this.

Bye, I guess.

a lipstick print is pressed to the bottom of the page, the pucker weak, as if she hesitated.

#aegon x amara #idk what this was #actually i do #will not explain #modern aegon #aegon ii x oc

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