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Monoma+First words I hope you are having a lovely day!
One of my admirers, aren’t you? Is written neatly down your spine.
To be honest, you’ve always found it frustrating. Your words couldn’t have been written in a spot easy for you to read? And never mind the tone of that sentence. You’ve had friends read them out, say them in different voices - most of them hit all the wrong buttons.
Though you never intended your words to come out so sharply.
He surprises you, honestly, sidling up to you amidst the still-nervous crowd, arching his brow in such a haughty manner and then- and then saying your words. It doesn’t quite register, really, and he sounds like he’s trying to chat you up, so-
“Is that really how you flirt?” You snap, and then your face goes slack and his seems to mirror yours, barely a second after. He sees the recognition light up your eyes, and then he laughs.
“You will get to see every which way I flirt. Have the time for a few more lines?”
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i ended up deleting my blog LMAO i missed you tho
DEMI!!!!!! I’VE MISSED U TOO WTFF i hope you’ve been well and happy and healthy<333
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literally like 90% of the blogs i follow here are inactive bruh wtfff wdym ur archived i miss you come back🙄🙄
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hey all heres my belated happy 2021!! i was searching into the monoma x reader tag as per usual and found it fruitless (as usual) and decided to log back in the other day....i genuinely could not beleaf i still had followers that was crazie to realize........i wont be taking rqs or writing frequently or anything but ill log on from time to time!
#xue says#talk to me if youd like!! ive recently finished s1 of bridgerton and YALL that shit was WILD
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XUE XUE XUE OMFG I MISS U SM PLEASE
oh gosh rue!!!!!!!! hello kweenie i hope ur well!!!
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Mr Compress and reader with impossible, maybe something kinda soft and yearning
Hope you're having a good day!
“Didn’t you know?” Atsuhiro murmurs, only half paying attention as his brush paints steadily across his mask. “I’ve all but mastered the impossible.”
He hasn’t been listening, but then, you haven’t really been speaking to him. He’s proven himself an expert in escapology, and it always seems he’s doing his best to escape these kinds of conversations with you. You’re not sure whether he’s simply ignoring your overtures, or he’s been too dense to notice them, but... It’s beginning to hurt.
You open your mouth, fully intending to lay your feelings bare, only for Toga and Spinner to drift into the room, grumbling at each other about something in consequential.
Atsuhiro lifts his eyes, focusing on their squabbling, even as he keeps painting, but he spares you a quick smile when he notices you watching him. “Impossible,” he repeats, and it looks like his brow is furrowing behind his balaclava. “What were you saying about impossibilities?”
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aromatic;
a/n. forewarning for the usual vampiric shenanigans.
ship. hitoshi shinou x reader
summary. contemporary vampire au. (+ slight office au)
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hitoshi shinsou despises you, you’re certain of this.
what you’re not quite sure of is where all the animosity stemmed from, especially since he seemed to conduct himself well enough with everyone else.
out of all your fellow colleagues, he treated you with the most transparent curtness, from promptly exiting whenever you entered the breakroom for a refreshment, to visibly retching the one time you tried to take an empty seat next to him during a conference (you’ll never forgive him for that slight).
it was really starting to grate on you. you were going to have to confront him about this yourself.
besides, you’ve no longer a choice in the matter: this unspoken tension had begun to affect the workplace, with people sometimes looking to and fro between you and him, confused to high hell why he always kept himself a good several meters away from you if he could-- not that you were complaining. social distancing can be quite mutually beneficial, after all.
and it wasn’t an issue you’d like to bring up with human resources either: that seemed a little too petty, even if he was literally gagging at your presence.
you did try to ameliorate the work relationship-- really, you did. but there’s only so many times you can crack a joke and be left hanging in that awkward silence before you stop altogether. you once thought it’d been something you said in poor taste that made him abhor you so, but unless he had a seething hatred for mild puns, that didn’t seem right.
and so what that you were a newer addition to the team-- you’d entertained the idea that maybe he had a thing against strangers, but hell, it’s been months and even interns get more conversation out of him than you.
although given his visceral reactions, you’re inclined to think it’s something about how you smell... but that’s just insane. you took your daily showers and used reasonable amounts of detergent in your laundry; and if you can take the pungency of axe body spray and the zestiness of dior’s sauvage on every man in the building, then he should be able to tolerate your own signature scent, which wasn’t even that bad... was it?
no one else complained about it though. and you’ve even asked around too, so you know you’re not wearing absolute funk. it’s an unfathomable situation.
today, however, you forewent the perfume. if it really was the fragrance, then this should leave no opening. you’ve tucked the bottle in your workbag instead, in case you needed it like a piece of evidence for his rude behavior, ace attorney style.
you waited until lunch break, where most of the other colleagues would leave the building for nearby restaurants or go to the cafeteria, before approaching him. it was best this way, lest it got weird; at least only few people would witness it.
hitoshi was currently invested in whatever it was on his computer, and if you were correct in his observations, he would pull out his own homemade meal shortly enough to eat at his desk. some days, he didn’t eat at all, which was surely unhealthy but you were hardly in the position to scold him considering your own bad habits. plus you didn’t want him to hate you even deeper.
you got to observe this routine over a good number of weeks and it was truly no easy feat, with his desk set in the far corner of the workplace far from the wall-length windows and him being constantly out and about on his own assignments.
with your workbag in one hand, you walk up to him with as much nonchalance as you could muster. “hey! not going down to the cafe today?” it’s rhetorical: you knew he wasn’t.
he hardly responds, eyes flickering up at you briefly and giving a greeting nod before returning to his work. “mm.”
you round the corner of the desk so that you stand beside him. leaning down slightly to squint at the screen, you deliberately put yourself in his space. “oh wow, the deadline’s so far away but you’re already working on this part?”
he began to open his mouth, only to clap a hand over it with remarkable speed. and he coughs, goodness, with shoulders jumping.
“oh my god,” you can’t help but say as you withdraw. could he smell it even from your bag? you weren’t even sure if it was the perfume or just you anymore. “okay, i’ll cut to the chase. can we talk? alone?”
you’d think he would think it over, at the very least, to give a semblance of polite reflection. “no,” is his immediate reply, spoken forcefully, so forcefully that a lone passing colleague even gives you two a glance.
“i was, uh, just leaving,” they say. “want anything?”
“i’m good, thanks,” you reply, bidding them farewell with a breezy smile before refocusing on hitoshi. he has already turned away from you, eyes blazing at the computer screen.
without another word, you reach over, placing a hand over his, and drag his mouse to click out of his report.
“what do you think you’re doing?” hitoshi demands, jerking away from your touch. and he’s angry now, genuinely irritated: you can see it in the way his jaw tightens. too bad you’ve been annoyed ever since you’ve been moved to this department.
“it was google docs, relax. your work is saved,” you soothe over. “now come with me. i just want to talk to you for five minutes, tops. please.”
he’s deeply conflicted for a heartbeat, but finally relents. “five minutes,” he echoes. you give him the space to stand up, clutching your workbag strap tightly in your fist. if he knew what this was about, he gave no mention as he walked openhanded behind you.
hastily, you lead him to the breakroom. with its doorless entrance, you assumed that the ventilation there would be moderately good, if it got too stuffy for him. then again, you wouldn’t of minded if he suffocated a bit either. admittedly, the entire floor was probably empty save for you two, so this dialogue could’ve been held out in the open but it didn’t hurt to have that extra layer of seclusion.
“i already know,” you say into the quietude, leaning against the counter. behind you, the coffee machine beeped every so often. someone should get that fixed. you cross your arms and look at him carefully. the vents are tinny above you two, warm air rushing out noisily.
“you-- what?” his dark eyes widen ever so slightly, and for once, his expression isn’t quite so tense with you. “what do you know?” he must’ve not expected you to be so direct. he takes his hand out of his pocket.
“you know what i’m talking about. why you treat me like, i don’t know, the plague?”
“i don’t do that.”
“you nearly threw up when you saw me.”
hitoshi stays silent. ha, gotcha! “i only coughed,” he relents eventually.
“whatever. and i know it’s not me and that it’s really all you because guess what? no one else has this problem. and i’m thinking you don’t want me to air out your business to everyone else because that would be...” weird, for one, but you didn’t want to ruin your own case. “doesn’t matter; in any case, there’s no reason to be rude over this.”
“alright. so you know. i avoid you because of your scent.” his voice is dangerously calm. “what are you going to do about me, then?”
“about you?” you repeat with a scoff, “oh, so i should report you? what would i even say? HR would laugh at me.”
he smirks, chin jutting out. “right.”
“so now i only have one question. wait, make that two.”
“go on.”
“how should we fix this? because obviously i don’t want our little dance to start affecting our work ethic. you can’t wave me away forever. it’s how i smell, right? do you have a recommended detergent or deodorant, or something?” you ignore the fact that you’ve technically asked three questions.
“none of that covers it,” he mutters and your jaw drops. “masks don’t help either.”
“no way. i smell that b-- you know what... moving on. we’ve got to compromise somewhere though. but not my perfume.” your hands reflexively ball up. there’s no camera, so if you did something unsavory, there equally wouldn’t be any real witnesses...
“your perfume,” he repeats, seemingly dissatisfied.
“yeah, no way. that’s my signature scent. go wear nose plugs or something, if it’s that bad. and i can’t believe you say scent and not body odor, like just call it what it is! damn.”
the coffee machine lets out its intermittent beeps. hitoshi just stares at you, mystified. then, he breaks into a snort, like he’s the one who can’t believe he’s having this discussion. “i understand. in that case, i see no solution.” whilst bringing a hand to the back of his neck, he starts to move, intent on passing you to exit the room.
you let out a frustrated noise. “you leave me no choice, hitoshi.”
intending on presently the bottle to him proudly, perhaps even spritzing him once for good measure, you jam your hand into your workbag to fish your perfume out. you grab onto the rectangular shaped glass, and pull it out with great gusto.
and it goes terribly.
to your horror, the bottle slips like butter between your fingers and sails, tumbling down to the floor right in front of you with a heartrending crash, glass splintering like ice. the beautiful blue lid goes spinning across the tiles, and like that, the whole room now blooms a gorgeous citrus, white floral scent. “oh nooooooo! shit!”
no longer minding him, you go to pick up the shards, bending down at the knees with a sigh. gingerly, you begin to clean up.
“hey, be careful. i’ll get a dustpan,” you hear him say and it’s one of the nicest things he’s ever said to you, but in your melancholy, you shake your head solemnly.
“no, no, i’ve got this. i’m just so-- OWW?” you wail without warning. you drop the wet shard you were grasping, still slick with liquid. “ugh, never mind. get the dustpan.” you bring yourself up on your feet again.
using your shoe, you kick the shards into a more cohesive, but wet pile. the clattering of the glass causes you some emotional pain. “terrific,” you mutter, watching blood bead up at across two of your fingertips. “well, at least i won’t be wearing that anymore. right, hitoshi?” you ask sarcastically. shaking your hand to rid it of perfume residue, you end up just flecking your blood droplets all over the floor. you glance up when you’re met with silence. “hitoshi?”
“nnngh...” a low, deep groan escapes his throat, and immediately he turns his cheek and takes several stumbling steps away. he grits his teeth, the vein in his neck growing more prominent like it’s physically paining him to pull apart from you. “you’ve got to be fucking kidding me...”
“you okay?” you close in on him. it felt almost backwards to ask such a query, seeing as you were the one bleeding. “maybe you should sit d--”
“get away from me,” he all but spits out, eyes squeezed shut. “you set this up, huh? figures.” stray hairs were falling into his face as he presses a hand against his temple and bit back another groan. “i was doing just fine before... so why... nngh.”
you purse your lips. “hey! what do you have against dolce & gabbana’s light blue eau de toilette? it’s a perfectly respectable, fresh, work-friendly fragrance! it was, at least!” you wanted to shout. but that didn’t happen, as your concern and confusion won over your sense of petulance. “set what up?” you ask, bewildered.
on closer inspection, he was not, in fact, okay at all.
for a second, you thought he was having an allergic reaction. that would certainly explain his avoidance of your body, and perhaps why even a deep black had replaced the cool purple in his irises when his eyes snap open to glare. his pupils were blown out despite the bright tube lighting overhead, and his mouth parts wide.
yet an allergy did not explain everything. as opposed to weak, however, hitoshi suddenly looked frightening.
because, instead, what came out of your mouth was a strangled, “uh, what the-- are those fangs?”
and indeed they were, confirmed as they descended upon your skin before you could even blink. at the very least, he had the decency to pant out a small but distinctively unapologetic “sorry” before his lips pressed around your bleeding fingers, tongue hot against the stinging cuts.
you hope fervently your coworkers take their leisure at lunch.
#shinsou x reader#shinsou hitoshi x reader#hitoshi shinsou x reader#bnha imagines#bnha x reader#why do yall still follow me wtf anyway here u go#tbf maybe shinsou prefers chanel no 5#i think i wanted this to be more twilight adjacent but i dont know what happened
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hellooo my heart dropped to my ass when i got a notif from ur blog lmao 😳
OMFG not you still having notifs on for me</333 i hope youve been well mwah
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fake british accent 😤 you forgot to add ‘donut’ and ‘where’s the lamb sauce’
sorry i’m trying my best to be bri’ish passing🙏🙏🙏 i’ll try harder next time
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logged back on bc i suddenly remembered that i wrote this and couldnt get it out of my mind this entire day
british!bakugou x reader angst fics be like
“oi!” says katsuki, fuming. “you, come here! you’ve made me look like an absolute mug!”
“what you mean, ya dickhead!” you shout back. “i’ve told you time and time again that you’re my type to a T. that you check all the boxes for me!”
“then why ‘ave i just seen you chattin up deku?! wot, you fink i can’t graft any other bird here?”
“are you schtewpid mate? do you have no trust in me?” you say (also fuming). then, you break down into big ol tears. “it’s over, katsuki. it’s licherally over.” you flip him off quickly before departing, leaving him to stand in the pouring rain.
you can only hope that with this time apart, he’ll truly be able to find his head. </3
#xue says#me in sept: Goodbye Everyone I Will Not Be Returning Thank You<3#me two months later: hi besties im back!
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-- the fics masterlist.
hello! xue again. i’ve decided to Finally make a condensed list of all the longer things i’ve written here, meaning fics and drabbles and dumb solo bits but no character studies! those can be found here!!!
all that aside, i’m going to step away from this blog. it was super fun and even though it was mainly to motivate myself to write more, i am so so glad there were people who liked reading what i wrote and let me know they appreciated my stuff yall were the sweetest :–)
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denki kaminari
badly-written communist handholding > sfw, humor
fun dad > sfw, family fluff
eijiro kirishima
doucement > sfw, romantic fluff
hanta sero
flirting with you > sfw, romantic fluff
hitoshi shinsou
chillingly > implied n/sfw, pro hero au
cusps > sfw, vampire au
having pride > sfw, fluff
just offshore > n/sfw, merman au
rasping, murmuring > sfw, humor
safety-conscious mafia fingering > n/sfw, mafia au mess
izuku midoriya
flustering him > sfw, pro hero au
write it in ash (+ pt 2) > implied n/sfw, demon au
katsuki bakugou
at arrival > sfw, pro hero au
baring teeth > sfw, werewolf au
clad in his likeness > sfw, family fluff
english rain > sfw, pure unadulterated angst :(
soft and drunk > sfw, humor
with a quirkless child > sfw, family angst adjacent
with a teething baby > sfw, family fluff
“will you carry me to bed?” > sfw, humorous fluff
keigo takami
pirate fluff > sfw, pirate au
neito monoma
flirting with you > sfw, romantic fluff
hand in hand > sfw, humorous fluff
his affection > sfw, romantic fluff
hushed > sfw, romantic fluff
pep talk > sfw, angst adjacent
smudges > sfw, romantic fluff
tomura shigaraki
lines > sfw, humorous fluff
use your words > implied n/sfw, cat hybrid au
seiji shishikura
his affection > sfw, romantic fluff
respite > sfw, romantic fluff
shoto todoroki
fake date > sfw, humor
in a blink > sfw, fluff
it couple > sfw, humorous fluff
sword in hand > sfw, the princess bride au
the regular > sfw, boba shop au
with honor > sfw, knight au
yo shindou
influencers > implied n/sfw, humor
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– and finally, in presenting my two greatest works on this blog, please click here and here. MWAH thank you and goodbye everyone!!
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-- the fics masterlist.
hello! xue again. i’ve decided to Finally make a condensed list of all the longer things i’ve written here, meaning fics and drabbles and dumb solo bits but no character studies! those can be found here!!!
all that aside, i’m going to step away from this blog. it was super fun and even though it was mainly to motivate myself to write more, i am so so glad there were people who liked reading what i wrote and let me know they appreciated my stuff yall were the sweetest :--)
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denki kaminari
badly-written communist handholding > sfw, humor
fun dad > sfw, family fluff
eijiro kirishima
doucement > sfw, romantic fluff
hanta sero
flirting with you > sfw, romantic fluff
hitoshi shinsou
chillingly > implied n/sfw, pro hero au
cusps > sfw, vampire au
having pride > sfw, fluff
just offshore > n/sfw, merman au
rasping, murmuring > sfw, humor
safety-conscious mafia fingering > n/sfw, mafia au mess
izuku midoriya
flustering him > sfw, pro hero au
write it in ash (+ pt 2) > implied n/sfw, demon au
katsuki bakugou
at arrival > sfw, pro hero au
baring teeth > sfw, werewolf au
clad in his likeness > sfw, family fluff
english rain > sfw, pure unadulterated angst :(
soft and drunk > sfw, humor
with a quirkless child > sfw, family angst adjacent
with a teething baby > sfw, family fluff
“will you carry me to bed?” > sfw, humorous fluff
keigo takami
pirate fluff > sfw, pirate au
neito monoma
flirting with you > sfw, romantic fluff
hand in hand > sfw, humorous fluff
his affection > sfw, romantic fluff
hushed > sfw, romantic fluff
pep talk > sfw, angst adjacent
smudges > sfw, romantic fluff
tomura shigaraki
lines > sfw, humorous fluff
use your words > implied n/sfw, cat hybrid au
seiji shishikura
his affection > sfw, romantic fluff
respite > sfw, romantic fluff
shoto todoroki
fake date > sfw, humor
in a blink > sfw, fluff
it couple > sfw, humorous fluff
sword in hand > sfw, the princess bride au
the regular > sfw, boba shop au
with honor > sfw, knight au
yo shindou
influencers > implied n/sfw, humor
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-- and finally, in presenting my two greatest works on this blog, please click here and here. MWAH thank you and goodbye everyone!!
#bnha x reader#midoriya x reader#bakugou x reader#todoroki x reader#kirishima x reader#monoma x reader#shindou x reader#shishikura x reader#kaminari x reader#hawks x reader#shigaraki x reader#sero x reader#bnha imagines#id pin this if i knew HOW on desktop
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hey, long time no see madame where have you been are you alive are u ok?? i need advice uwu ✨ since summer came i haven’t had any motivation to write and if i do write i end up deleting cause it’s trash 😌. how do U get motivated uwu?!?
b this is late as shit i’m so sorry but i’m breathing dw and i feel u!!!!!!!! i took a long ass break bc i needed that shit and if you need it, give it to urself. i’ve been reading a lot!!!!! books, fanfics, everything. i dont know if this is legit advice because i write on the fly, but OMG dont delete anything!!!!! keep all ur scenes and bits of dialogue in your drafts or smth because if ur like me, u might catch a pattern within ur writing and all you need to is fill in the gaps
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DID U HEAR THAT OSO-SAN S3 IS CONFIRMED... OCTOBER THIS YEAR...
omg i had to take a moment when i read the news i was like damn Here We Go Again pls......also karamatsu’s terf bangs in the promo art made me scream but thats something else entirely
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hi.....xue here
i’m Back.....even if only momentarily.....i just thought i’d say hello (HELLO!!!!) and give those interested an update :--) a lot has been going on unsurprisingly in the two months i’ve dipped and i have to say, i will not be coming back to writing. (just yet, at least!) i’ve also apparently missed my blog’s 1st year anniversary which is <///3 but life goes on. it’s a tough year yall, imma not lie
but anyway thank you to all the people who still read my pieces!!! it was kinda weird coming back and seeing ppl still liking some of my old ass fics LOL. i hope everyone is well and healthy and taking care of themselves!!! if you ever wanna swing by my inbox of DMs im always down to talk :--)
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.... @ ur last post... it do be like that sometimes. n they include so little abt their personality that it's hard to make an accurate match... but i Suppose such Little Substance cannot be helped 💅🏽
help i’ve only just seen this now i’m sorry but damn exactly......exactly</3 but ur a baddie for even accepting matchups fr
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i dont do match ups cos i’ve seen yalls anons and some of u ppl are really out here just like “match up please im 5′5 50kg with a 27 inch waist and d cup boobs and my ass is fat and i’m super chic ty. also i love food/languages” and id have to sit here like hmmmmm..........Best Jeanist.
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