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me1297 · 3 months
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Love Me Knot
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PAIRING: Bakugo Katsuki x Fem! Oc/Reader,
SUMMARY: When a hopeless romantic is shattered of the fantasy of her soulmate at thirteen in her head and he makes her adolescence miserable until they part ways.
But of course they meet again as adults, late at night, in a convenience store, over the last bag of spicy chips.
STATUS: Ongoing, chapter 1 (Chapter 2)
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Yena had just transferred to Aldera Junior High, a week ago due to her mother getting a job promotion causing her family to move closer to her job. It was after school in a hallway empty except for Yena, as she stood back to finish her notes, as she was walking towards the exit her string started to tighten around her finger and pull her back. She then felt a wave of excitement wash over her, as this was the moment she dreamed of ever since she was a little girl, she was gonna meet her soulmate, Yena let the red string take her to them, with a smile on her face.
Then all movement stopped coming from the string, by a corner of the hallway making Yena confused so she turned the corner and that's when she met Bakugo, and his friends. He was for sure her soulmate she looked at his pinky and saw the red string that was connected to hers, Yena couldn't control her excitement so she just let the words out of her mouth and told him that he was her soulmate and she wished she hadn't.
“Ha, as if you're not my soulmate” he sneers at her while looking at her up and down “I'm not letting some dumb string tell me I should let some ugly loser like you hang around me for the rest of my life.” Upon hearing his words Yena felt her heart shatter, as this wasn't how she dreamed of meeting her soulmate would be like.
His friends laughed and jeered, and her face dropped sour. This was far from what she dreamed of as her soulmate, the soulmate she fantasized about was sweet, kind, caring, handsome, romantic, loving, and was equally madly excited to meet her like she was with him.
Yet this boy in front of her was not. And she didn't understand, why didn't his string tighten and pulled him to her? And could he see the string that tied them together as well? He, at least, was her soulmate. Yena felt dumb for letting her emotions take over her and making the mistake of telling him.
Bakugo then shoves pasted Yena hard enough that she stumbles, barely catching herself, and leaving with his friends. As Yena stares at his retreating back, angry tears well up in her violet eyes, as her dreams of going on cute fun romantic dates, like going on a picnic, or going to festivals when they come around, or an aquarium, visiting a pop-up museum, and going to the arcade and letting him win her whole bunch of cute plushies she could decorate her bed with, even taking a hike together were all shattered. Yena couldn't believe he’s supposed to be her soulmate. Just as she was gonna walk away she looked down upon her red string to see that it formed a knot, by her pinky making her confused but she didn't care she was heartbroken,
From that day forward Yena tried to cut, burn, tear, and untangle her string but it was no use, as she refused to be his soulmate, the string was unbreakable. Yena avoided Bakugo every chance she got for the next two years, even though he didn't, and picked at her every chance got, from calling her names to tripping her by putting his foot out when she was wall, and down to pulling her hair, all of this cause Yena pray for graduation day as she couldn't wait as everyone knows Bakugo has plans to attend UA after graduation.
Since she had no interest in becoming a hero, that meant she could forget about him just like how she forgets what she eats in a day.
Yup graduation was gonna be great she could just feel it.
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A/N: Sorry it's so short this is my first time writing on here, but much love to you all!<3
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into-the-feniverse · 3 months
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It’s Dabi’s birthday over here in the states now so have some doodles 🔥
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miss-interpretations · 7 months
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Con O'Neill constantly having an Instagram story of 70% horny Izzy fanart is endlessly funny to me. Misha Collins could never. Jackles is screaming crying throwing up.
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arson-09 · 1 month
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Tamlin is actually such an underrated character in acotar. Because of feyres very biased narrative she forces readers to ignore the complexity of his character and man. its sad
Tamlin is a character who is genuinely GOOD at his core. He changed so much of the spring court for good, eliminating slavery within the spring lands and mortals having more protection. Hes a morally good character that made a few mistakes and is boiled down to just those mistakes. Locking feyre in the house and the magical/emotional blow up, which are both pretty decent fuck ups (i dont think siding with hybern fully counts as he was a double agent all along and tamlin was decently justified in thinking feyre was being kept against her will. lets be fr here) and even after he’s extremely fucked over by the nightcourt, his lands and court burned to shit, he still saves rhysand. Saves rhysand and tells feyre to be happy, even when he has every reason to NOT do that!
Hes a character that clearly holds himself to a higher standard. throughout acotar he puts lucien and feyres safety above his own, even sending feyre away when she was the only one who could save him. Even though what he did to her wasnt great its not completely irredeemable, rhysand did much worse things to feyre and other people but hes living his best life while Tamlin seems to find himself unworthy of being a person (acosf wheres hes been in beast form for roughly over two years) hes a perfectionist who now doesnt even think he deserves anyone because he accidentally hurt the people he loves most.
Sjm accidentally created a beautifully rich and morally righteous character who is so extremely fucked by the narrative. Which doesnt even work half the time as sjm cant seemingly commit to making him a full villain (seemingly by accident again she gave him quite a reasonable explanation to everything he did ‘wrong’ but still chooses to make him a punching bag)
If Tamlin was genuinely a morally evil character he wouldnt have NEARLY the amount of fans as he does. Hes a character that requires the minimum amount of media literacy and comprehension to understand and i LOVE him.
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rebee-sweetie · 2 months
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*Slight smut and some fluff*
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Bakugo can be such an ass. During the times he does his patrols and hero work he is honest to God, a jackass. Constantly yelling at pedestrians and his friends working along side him. His pride becoming of him. Even though he’s aged and matured in his adult years, not much changed in his mannerisms. Bakugo’s a top Pro Hero but still doesn’t realize kindness isn’t a weakness. But when you are doing hero work with him or doing a patrol he is so much worse. The yelling and degrading is constant. Even though the public knows you’re both in a relationship, it sure as hell doesn’t look like it. In the public eye he’s constantly telling you to,
“Keep up!”
“Ur’ such an damn idiot!”
“Fuck you!”
“DIE!”
The list could continue on. But today you had stepped a little too close to Katsuki and it just set him off. It was like you could see a nuclear bomb go off in this man’s eyes. A large, gloved hand palmed your face and pushed you away. His face seething and eyes burning a dark crimson. Bakugo’s eyebrows were knitted together and his glare was sharp as daggers. You felt like you could choke on the tension in the air as people around you watched the sight unfold. His thick fingers gripped at your rosy cheeks as he chewed your ear off about not paying attention to where you were walking. The chewing became a lecture on how letting your focus wander is an opportunity for a villain to take advantage. That was until Kiri stepped in and scolded him on talking that way to his significant other. But all you could do was smile. Because you knew something everyone else didn’t.
Your Suki was rough and angry on the outside, but he had a huge soft spot for you. When it was just the two of you, he was incredibly sweet and gentle. A side no one but you were allowed to. There were constantly flowers in your apartment sent from Bakugo. He always knew when they were starting to wilt because a new bouquet of flowers would be at your doorstep. The card would always read:
“Only the finest for my prettiest and only sweetheart.”
He knew your favorite flowers, foods, colors, and even childhood memories. When he first laid eyes on you, he knew he wanted you, your body, everything. He was going to have you. He was going to make you his and his alone. He made it his mission to know everything about you. He constantly spoiled you and when you’d casually mention something was cute or nice, you’d see it appear in your apartment quickly after. He loved cuddling you every chance he got, pulling you on top of his chest when laying on his couch. Overtime, he would slowly move you into his home, too prideful to come out and ask you to move in.
So even though you got the same treatment as everyone else in public, you were being treated like a Princess in private. You loved it, and even though he was rough with you when others were watching, there was never a bruise or scratch on you contrary to what some of the media might say. He was an asshole but he wasn’t abusive.
The cuddles were sweet but the kisses from him were even sweeter. His lips and skin like honey to you. He worshiped your body away from the prying eyes of the public. He knew each and every curve like the back of his hand. Sex with Katsuki wasn’t just hot but out of this world. He wasn’t lying about being naturally gifted at everything. His body always seemed to move so perfectly in line with yours and he knew your body in ways even you didn’t. When he was finished with you, you’d see stars. Sometimes he’d get you so good you’d wonder if you had seen God. You became a drug to him that he simply couldn’t get enough of. But in public, he didn’t know what to do with himself. He would rather die than show the world he could be soft. His whole personality was jagged like the callouses and scars that littered his body. You thought that maybe the reason he acted this way is because he was terrified of the idea of having vulnerabilities to the creatures that lured in the dark, waiting, praying for his downfall.
All you knew is that you loved the way he was, and you wanted nothing to change. You were extremely content being loved so passionately in the darkness. Because at the end of the day, that was your man and you were his woman. You even had the markings on your body to prove it.
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epickiya722 · 18 days
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"I like yuri."
Do you? You do actually have a ship of two female characters that you like? Or you have a ship of two male characters that you yuri-fy and use them to say you like yuri ships and female characters?
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approvedtrash · 10 months
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hands? yes please.
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Walking in and hearing you was nothing new for him. He’d usually hear you singing in the kitchen or yelling at a game you were playing. Walking in and hearing your moans coming from your shared room was something a bit new for 3pm. 
Curiosity got the better of him as he entered. Placing his stuff down carefully as to not scare you. You were getting louder and and sounded desperate but all he could hear was you. Well and a slight dinging. 
The door was cracked open so he didn’t even have to make a sound as he peeked inside. There you were ass in the air and fingers moving in and out of your wet center. You had a ball gag in your mouth to muffle the sounds. The sounds that were going straight to his cock. 
“Mmm -” you moaned out as you stuck a fourth finger in. 
Bakugo was drooling at this point. He knew about your little side hustle but it was usually when he was away on long missions. He had never seen you live and in person before like this. In all of your glory working yourself open and drooling yourself on the sheets. 
“What a welcome home,” he growled. 
Everything stopped at this point. Though the pings were doubling now. Your free hand worked it’s way towards the gag pulling it out slowly. 
“Hey baby, glad you’re home,” you moaned out.
Turning to look at your monitor you giggled and looked at Bakugo again.
“You’re making the viewers go crazy Baby, they want you to join me,” you said. 
“Is that so? What do you want sweets?” He asked. His voice hoarse and sexy as he walked closer to you. 
You were thinking while your fingers were starting to inch towards your core again. Taunting and teasing while you looked at him, eyes half lidded. 
“I know you can’t be on fully, but I bet they’d like your hands. So big and strong,” you got out in a breathy tone. 
He chuckled and crept towards you again, “Oh, you think they deserve it? Should they get to see me making my girl feel good?”
"Come check the comments," you told him.
Sauntering over to peer at your screen but not be seen on camera he scanned the comments flooding in. He knew you were popular but you had more than doubled what you made weekly I'm the 20 minutes you were streaming.
"If you wanna see it so bad pay up," he growled.
The numbers started to grow exponentially. He smirked down at you as you started to run your hands up your thighs. Eyes locked with his the whole time and not even noticing your camera anymore. His hand began with feather like touches on my spine. 
“I knew you’d like this, coming home to see me stuffing myself full without you,” you giggled.
“Full huh? I could give you something to stuff you full,” he growled. 
A smack to your ass as he moved closer to your core. You were dripping again already. He coated his fingers as he slowly moved in between your lips. The small sounds coming from you only made him want to fuck you more. He had to be good though since he didn’t want to give his identity away. 
“You’re right, you always fill me must better,” you mewled. Pushing back against him a little more.
“Needy little slut aren’t you, trying to fuck yourself on my fingers and I haven’t even done much,” he said. 
Bakugo turned toward your set up. Watching comments come in about how good you looked, how you were dripping, how he must be a good lay if you were this desperate. He couldn’t agree more. He was so proud of you. 
“Your viewers are just as bad as you are Princess, you fuckers enjoy watching me finger fuck my girl so much? How about you buy her something nice,” he suggested. 
The numbers were flowing in even more now. You weren’t even paying attention as you were grinding against his palm to get what you wanted most. 
“I want you, please,” you were begging at this point.
“What more can I give you angel?” He asked. A slight slap to your center as he started toying with your clit.
“It won’t even get your face, please fuck me,” you whined.
He pondered while his other hand come over now to start fucking you open again, “You sure they deserve to see you get pounded like that?”
Frantically nodding and fisting the sheets you whined again. He could hear a faint please come out of you. He was already moving his sweats down just enough. His cock came out and as you saw it hard waiting for you you groaned loudly. 
“Pretty making all of those sounds just for me, waiting for me to split you open and make you scream huh?” He asked. His hand kneading the flesh of your ass. 
“Been waiting for you to come home and fill me all day baby,” you replied. Your hands coming to spread yourself open to present yourself to him. 
Lining himself up with you he teased your clit with the head of his cock. Coating it to slick himself up before he slammed into you. Hands kneading the flesh of your hips as he groaned feeling your warm wet insides around him. 
There was a constant ring now as donations and messages were flooding in. Those were drowned out by the sounds of his skin slapping against yours and his grunts as he fucked you into your mattress. 
“Oh fuck, I knew I was missing you. Fucking pussy drooling on my cock while your viewers watch, dirty little thing,” he was panting. 
You’d respond but his other hand was holding your head into the sheets. Anything coming out of you was muffled. Not that you were complaining. This was one of your favorite positions. 
“I can feel you clenching around me, you gonna cum so fucking soon huh? You that close, love me pounding into you like this, huh?” He kept up. 
He was getting close too, he had a stressful day and this was exactly what he needed to unwind. Feeling you so warm around him and and ready for him. He was twitching. 
“How much to cum inside her huh? What’s that worth to you?” He asked towards the monitor. 
“If you cum inside me I’ll pay you Ka- baby, please,” you managed to get out. 
That pushed him over, his cum filling you and giving you exactly what you needed to finish as well. You were both panting but you knew the show was over. Turning around just enough to thank the viewers and sign off. Katsuki fell on you after that. 
“That was a lot of fun, thank you Katsuki. Bad day?” You asked. Pulling his head down as you turned so he could lay on you. 
“Not so bad anymore, you almost slipped up Princess,” he whispered. He was falling asleep. 
Hand combing through his hair you were going over all of the donations and comments on your last stream. Your eyes going to one that had sent in 50,000 yen with the comment ‘Let Dynamight know he should cover the scars on his hand if he wants to continue these shows.’
You’d keep that to yourself for now but would make sure that he wore gloves in the future should he want to be a special guest.
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bakubunny · 7 months
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thinking abt izuku being flustered and shocked when he stumbles upon your self insert smut open on your ultra wide monitor next to some anime you’re watching for ‘character research.’ he knew you wrote, but not this kind of writing. you walk back into your office and he’s frozen and red faced, trying to hide his half hard dick. you’re both apologizing, he’s leaving the room. but it's too late; your username is burned into his retinas and he has to know what you've been writing about. so he goes online and finds what you've been posting.
all that's stuck in his head is "daddy, please," this and "hybrid" that and how long were you going to hide that nasty slew of kinks from him?? he knew you liked some of what you wrote about, but certainly not all of it. now his dick is in his hand and he can't stop thinking about the thousands of words you've written. some of it sounds a hell of a lot like how he fucked you last week or the way he talks to you in bed, other parts are filled with things he never would have imagined you'd be into.
will he ever say anything about what happened or shamefully admit that he's now avidly reading your every word? maybe, maybe not. but you might hear a few new phrases slip from his lips that make you blush and wonder if he knows.
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inspired by this fic written by @blkkizzat.
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insomniac-ships · 2 years
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No one is saying "fiction doesn't affect reality".
What most of us have said is this:
× "Fiction doesn't affect reality on a 1:1 ratio."
× "Fiction is not reality and should not be treated as such."
× And "Real life, living, breathing human beings matter far more than any fictional character ever will."
Notice how NONE of that says "Fiction doesn't affect reality. Full stop. In any situation. Ever."
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wizzidoodles · 7 months
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Pro hero Mindjack 🧠
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me1297 · 3 months
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LoveMeKnot
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PAIRING: Bakugo Katsuki x Fem! Oc/Reader,
SUMMARY: When a hopeless romantic is shattered of the fantasy of her soulmate at thirteen in her head and he makes her adolescence miserable until they part ways.
But of course they meet again as adults, late at night, in a convenience store, over the last bag of spicy chips.
STATUS: Ongoing, chapter 2 (Chapter 1)
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It was late about 9:30 or so, at night Yena's favorite time of the day as it washed in comforting silence, after a long day but with the coming winter, the days were shortened. It wasn't cold either most people are home, finishing up dinner or getting ready for bed.
Yena had on an old hoodie from one of her exes that he left at her place and under it was a black long-sleeve shirt with black sweatpants, she had her hands deep and snug in her pockets, the hoodie fingers tracing over her designer wallet as she walked down the street with one AirPod in as she was on the phone with her best friend.
“ah, don't stress so much, Satan it was a simple mistake, Mr. Yu is not gonna kill you,” Yena said while entering the small convenience store, the bell above the door jingled, making the worker call out with a greeting and a 'take your time!' to which Yena smiled in response.
“Hahh! That's easy for you to say as you’re literally his secretary, that he's deeply in love with!”
Yena rolled her eyes at the girl's words about their boss being in love with her,
“Oh stop it Suau he does not, I've just been working beside him for a while now so he's just a bit more comfortable with me then others,” She says as she hears a scoff from her headphone
“Yeah okay keep telling yourself that, away I'm gonna head to take a shower I'll see you tomorrow at the company,”
“Okay then have a good night and see you tomorrow, Suau!�� Yena says cheerfully, as Sutan says the the same and the hangs up the call.
‘Now, Mr. Yu has a runway he’s attending to coming up so I should get actual food, but...chips and sweets technically were classified as foods. Just not healthy ones…fuck it I can just become a gym rat for a few weeks before the show.’ She thought to herself while taking a small blue basket as she weaves through the small store,
Turning to the array of food, Yena opened one of the coolers, reaching for a bottle of marble sodas of peach, blue raspberry, and grape, then placed them into her basket gently, then proceeded to walk into the next aisle, and grabbed some sweet lychee rice cakes.
Walking some more into the chip section Yena reached out to the last black and red plastic bag that had the words ‘Super strong hot chili’ in bold lettering and fire behind it, but what stopped her movements was that nostalgic feeling of her string tightening around her finger
‘Oh no, god please be joking with me and this not happening really,’ She thought as she looked at her pinky finger, but what sent a jolt through her when a hand nearly bumped into hers, reaching for the same chip bag.
Yena jerks her head up, and she's gazing at Bakugo Katsuki, at his face, puppy fat all gone and replaced with sharp cheekbones and a strong jawline, eyes crimson and intense as ever. He's tall, taller than her not that she was ever taller than him in the first place, and his shoulders are so broad. He's in sweats and a plain white shirt, and a black hoodie looking unnecessarily handsome under the store's lighting, in the chip aisle. He looks so grown up.
Yena realizes, then, that he's looking at her, too. Jumping, and pulling her hand away from the chip bag and looks away quickly and ducking her head. Panic rises within her.
"Sorry, you can have that one," She says, subdued, grabbing a random chip bag and shoving it into her basket, trying to leave faster than before now. She turned on her heel to make a hurried getaway, but her string tightened more and tugged her back to him causing her mental groan.
‘Come on, don't do this now! We both know he doesn't want me!’ She thought but then a grip around her upper arm stopped her.
"Wait, Yena" Bakugo says, her name, and hearing it makes her feel as if he'd punched her, in her stomach, Yena turns back to look at him, with wary in her violet eyes that glance at his hand on hers it was the one that had the string that tied them together to see his string had three knots on it her eyes widened a bit. He drops his hand away from her gaze as if she’d burned him.
‘Why dose he have so many knots on his string?’ She then looked at him to see he had a complicated expression on his face, but he looked serious. She shifted in her stand uncomfortably as she waited to see what he wanted.
"I-" He cuts himself off, swears quietly, then says, voice gruff, "I know it probably doesn't mean much to you. But'm sorry. For everything I did to you when we were teenagers."
Yena stared at him. For a few seconds, her head frozen unknown what to do next, but then an old rush of anger and hurt woke up again. Yena really wanted to tell him off but she felt like she was choking on air to speak up, but a part of herself couldn't believe this was all happening in a convenience store, the absurdity of it. But that is what cools her down, drops things down a notch. As she remembers where they are, and the person in front of her is an adult and so was she,
"…It's whatever it's in the past now anyways…," Yena says tersely. As she looked away from him, feeling uncomfortable rose up in her because of this Yena missed how Bakugou looked at her up and down.
"S'the least I could do," Bakugou mutters. "I know it's not enough."
Yena looked back at him, He's right. It‘s not enough. For years, she dreamed of him apologizing to her just like this but in her dream she had found someone else who loved her and took her on all of those cute romantic dates and felt like she had gained a victory of breaking the red string.
But now that it's happening for real life, she doesn't have that someone else and she feels lost and in pain as the red string was really tightening around her finger, instead of victory.
‘This is what I get for being delusional, a slap in the face from reality,’ Yena thought as she was suddenly hit with an overwhelming wave of self-embarrassment and the urge to be away from here.
"Well, I should go now...um it was nice seeing you…" Yena trails off, gesturing in the direction of the cashier, Yena almost throws up at the end of her sentence, as she says the automatic it was nice seeing you that comes naturally when bumping into someone she hasn't seen in a while,
‘God just kill me now,’ She thought as she really just wanted to die as the way he was looking at her wasn't helping his face was covered in surprise at her words.
“'..Yeah," he says, taking a step back. His eyes don't leave her. His end of red string that was swirling around him caught her attention, as it then made another knot making her confused.
Yena glanced at her string to see it was glowing and fixing itself like before when she first got back when she was four years old, her violet eyes widened as it also had a knot now as well and no longer had burn, scissors and teeth marks on it, if anything she felt like it got stronger.
‘What the hell?!’ This was all too much for Yena as she gave him a final goodbye before shifting to walk away but was quickly stopped by both the string that yanked her back and Bakugou called out to her
'Wait," He says, as Yena turns to him yet again
Bakugou then glanced to the side, where the bag of chips was grabbing them, and walked closer to her.
“You can have them,” He says while placing chips in her basket, Yena flushes a bit at how close he is to her but peeks back up at him. Not sure what his doing.
“Oh! Thank y—” Yena didn't get to finish her words as Bakugou cut her off.
"Do you...Do you want to grab a coffee, sometime?" He asked as Yena blinked a bit taken aback by the question just as she was going to say something she felt her string loosen up a bit
“Y-Yeah sure.” Yena mentally cursed at herself for stuttering, but then exchanged numbers, and made meeting arrangements to get coffee.
Once Yena and Bakugou parted ways Yena felt a wave of blush wash on her cheeks, as her hopeless romantic mind immediately thought how cute and romantic meeting up for coffee was.
‘No bad Yena! We are just going to get coffee as two adults catching up with each other…yeah totally not as soulmates..’ She thought while walking back to her apartment building.
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houseoftulips · 2 years
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IKEA Furniture Vs. Bakugo | K. Bakugo
feat. ~ time skip bakugo x reader
about ~ literally bakugo fighting for his life trying to put together IKEA furniture because most of us understand how painful it can be
content warning ~ pure fluff with swearing, any comments regarding IKEA furniture are what I've heard from my boyfriend LMFAO (he hates their furniture)
note ~ not completely proof read
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There are so many reasons why you love Bakugo Katsuki...
His strong-willed personality, his ability to act on things without a second thought to save the people of Japan, his rather strong bonded love with spicy food that he's been making you build a tolerance for, and even the fact that he activates his Quirk to show off how frustrated he is.
And that last reason is nearing very quickly...
Because he feels like he's facing his biggest battle yet - him versus IKEA fucking furniture. By all the living and dead Gods, he doesn't understand how a simple drawer, desk, and bedframe could quite literally test his patience. He's never heard of IKEA till he met you because your previous apartment was invested with their furniture. But what he did understand is how cheap it is compared to other stores/brands.
So, when you guys bought your first apartment together, he didn't care about where the furniture came from because it's just fucking furniture. That's all you hear from him for the past two hours is him muttering "it's just fucking furniture. why is it so hard??"
He genuinely could not put together a simple bedframe. Earlier he barely put the drawer and desk together but god fucking forbid this bed frame just had to be the one you picked to be his villain for the day.
You try to hold in your giggles as you watch him get pushed to the end of the rather annoying cliff of white wood that wouldn't screw together. "Babe," you smile as you bite your bottom lip to stop your laughs, "Let me-"
"Like hell, I'd let you help me, woman," he grumbled with both of his eyes twitching in growing anger. "How in the living hell did you put this together??"
"I had help from my dad and I hired the IKEA delivers guys to put together the bigger furniture," you smile as you sit next to him on the floor. You kissed his shoulder as you hear him grumble incoherent words that made your sweet laugh slip from your lips. "Suki, just take a break," you cooed to him.
"Fuck no,' he said straight out, "I'm getting this stupid shit done. Like I'd ever let some pieces of wood stop me from doing shit!"
You sighed with a smile hearing his excessive curse words - which is another reason why you love him.
Then another two hours have gone by and he has yet to come out of your shared bedroom with a finished bed frame. More than every-so-often, you'd hear an aggressive toss of the wood pieces being thrown god knows where or him cussing out the screw locks not fitting in the hole.
"Stupid piece of fake metal!"
"Stupid fucking fake wood!"
"Damn instructions not makin' any sense!"
"Fuckin' screw! Where the fuck did you go this time?!"
"Damn Swedes makin' shit harder than it needs to be"
You were in the kitchen putting a snack together for him to see if it'll calm him down but lo-and-behold you hear his iconic loud and ruling voice from down the hall.
"YOU FUCKING PIECE OF USELESS SCREW!! WHY WON'T YOU JUST GO IN??" he yells, threatening to shake off the pictures from the walls. "THIS STUPID ASS SWEDISH FURNITURE!!" he yells out again.
Then you hear it. His frustration explosion goes off in the house. You sigh with a smile because you genuinely think it's funny to get a reaction out of him from pieces of wood. You slowly walk over to the bedroom and see him laying on the floor like a starfish with the once less than half-done bed frame in smithereens.
Upon hearing your footsteps Bakugo beats you from saying anything, "Those Swedes were askin' for trouble," he mumbles.
You laugh and plop yourself on his stomach which he is quick to hold onto your thigh with his calloused and warm hands. "You're being dramatic," you giggle making him scowl at you, "Now we have to get-"
"Fuck no," he interrupts, "No, we are not getting another Swedish fucking furniture ever again. We'll just have to sleep only on the mattress for the rest of our lives."
"Noooo," you complain playfully, "Just hire the delivery guys to put it together."
"I'd rather do that shit all over again than let some random extras do it for me," he says back before letting out an overdramatic sigh, "Fucking fine. Let's go back for another one."
"Yay!" you cheer as he wraps his arms around you and effortlessly gets up from the ground with you tangled in his body.
"But that's it. We're not gonna get anythin' else," he says as he walks towards to front door, "And no fake plants either!"
You pout as you pull away slightly to look at his face. "Why," you drag out.
Bakugo steals a kiss from you and smiles softly as he looks at you. "Because they're not fucking real," he mumbles against your lips.
"Whatever," you pout, "But if I find another piece of furniture we're getting it."
"Over my dead body that I'd let fucking IKEA get the best of me again!"
I'm thinking of making this a series with other anime characters or just MHA men
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Sonic In San Francisco: By Hero Central: 20/3/2024
Hi all recently I decided to do more birds eye/worms eye view based artworks, and so heres a little redraw/rethink of an old piece of Sonic Fan art I did back in 2018 before the redesign for the first Sonic film.
Painted in Photoshop & Clip Studio Paint Pro
Artwork (c) A.Montgomery,2024-2026
Sonic the Hedgehog (c) SEGA
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buttercupshands · 21 days
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just some LoV sitting in the long lost bar in Ultra Impact in clothes that they didn't wear yet
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galacticgoldfishart · 2 months
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Remembered I can post whatever I want so ☆Rough Fight Animation☆
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hkartincolor · 4 months
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Volume 22 - character introdution
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