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mommy kissing santa claus ? oh goodness !

✎ᝰ — your adorable children catches you and your husband sneaking kisses from one another, except that they see santa claus and not your actual husband

★ — gojo, toji, geto x fem!reader

★ — genre + warnings: fluff & very suggestive + allusion to sex from previous night in geto’s (nothing explained/nothing in detail)

★ — a/n: thank you to my pookie kai for your help (@strawhatkia) and dedicated to my tia baeeee <3 (@tiathecreator)

꒰ SATORU GOJO ꒱

°❆ christmas day lingers quicker and quicker and midnight is close to striking, but of course, you and your husband are wrapping gifts very last minute. there would be a great explanation to this but there isn’t, both of your work schedules and the children's school schedules, made it barely possible to wrap gifts. which leads to the two of you rapidly, and terribly, wrapping gifts as your twin children sleep.

but, to make the night slightly more festive, gojo decided to dress up as santa claus. he bought two sets, one as pajamas and one for the morning as everyone unwrapped their gifts. he thought it would excite the children for the festive holiday. you laughed at his frivolous idea and immediately he pulled out a mrs. claus outfit….oh gosh. you laughed at the suit, you rejected the outfit and continued wrapping, ignoring his pleas as it got worse and worse.

gojo dressed up with the beard and santa hat, trying to convince you that dressing up is a wonderful idea and the kids would love it. though in your mind, you’re thinking of wondering how to tell this white-haired man that he looks like a creep and not santa claus, but you wouldn’t hurt his precious little heart like that. instead, you continued to wrap the remaining gifts, until you felt a sudden heaviness on your chest. heaviness that could be described as your brawny, whiny, six-foot-four husband still pleading with you to dress up with him. his usual gleeful blue eyes become doe-y, now giving away the desperation that gojo is never ashamed of.

you laugh at his desperation and ask him to get off but of course, he refuses. he hugs you and traps you in a tight space, you trying to squirm out of his hold and him hovering you. it also doesn’t make it better that his doe-y look turned into a sense of mischief, you raised your eyebrow at his look, and he simply shrugged at it. you two stared at each other until gojo’s lips formed a smirk and placed a sensual kiss on you. you opened your mouth to object to the kiss but instead, he placed another one and another…and another. he continued to kiss you until you kissed back, light noises made as both of your hands traveled. the kiss continued and distracted both of you from the gift wrapping and the fact that the twins had woken up from their sleep.

your bedroom door opens widely, but of course, you and gojo hadn’t noticed, and both of them yelled, “santa?!”. your child’s voice startled both of you and gojo immediately fell off of you and almost until the gifts. you elbowed him to get the gifts out of their sight, he grabbed the nearest blanket and threw it on top of their gifts. you asked your children why they couldn’t sleep and they answered back why you were kissing thee santa claus, the big dude with a sack of gifts. why is santa kissing their mom and not their dad? this is nuts, insane, crazy to even think about!

while the kids were trying to lecture you on how much dad loves you and how you’re such a bad person to dad, you looked to gojo and gojo burst into laughter, you followed along and laughed as well. both kids looked at each other with confusion and hurt on their faces. gojo patted the space between the two of you and told them to sit there as he explained a (terribly) exaggerated story on how their dad is the real santa claus, that’s why he’s extra busy during the month of december. he even took off the beard and hat to prove that’s it their giddy father and not the man in red with a bunch of elves. both children were confused and continued to ask questions, one of them didn’t believe him and still pointed to you as a cheater. you shook your head and added fictional events to gojo’s story, no matter how exaggerated it sounded aloud.

꒰ SUGURU GETO ꒱

°❆ christmas springs upon the morning, and you only know this because both of the young girls, nanako and mimiko, are banging at the door. you and geto groan and try to ignore it, if only the girls didn’t start fiddling with the door, and that startled the both of you. particularly ‘cause the aftermath of last night was still present, since the both of you weren’t clothed.

thankfully, yet oddly, you were reminded to tell geto about the santa suit to wear for the morning. now was it a silly idea? most definitely! was for nanako and mimiko? mostly yes, and you needed some type of memory of christmas morning on your phone. you walk over to your closet and shuffle around the boxes of presents until you spotted the big red suit and hat to match. you smiled ever so cunningly to yourself, geto noticed but shrugged his shoulders and went about to brush his teeth. you pulled the suit from behind the presents and showed it geto, proposing to him to wear it for this merry morning. geto being geto, he immediately rejected but that no didn’t stop you from convincing him to wear. did it take a lot of convincing? oh definitely. did it take a lot of “are you guys done yet?” from your two girls? yes…sadly yes.

the only thing that convinced him was that it would bring a lot of glee to his girls and he can’t disappoint his girls, he just can’t. even if it means sucking up his pride and dressing up as santa claus and pretending to bring the gifts from the north pole. it also helps, not geto though, that you bought a sack similar to santa’s so he could truly be in character.

after some time of getting ready for the morning, as in fussing with geto about the suit and carefully placing the presents into sack, you entered the living room with a smile that is hiding something, but the girls are too focused on their stocking stuffers to notice. they bounce with gleefulness as they open small gifts such as doll clothes, hair accessories, some candy, and other minuscule things they asked for. they continued to bounce around the tree as they tried to peek at what their gifts could be but were forced not to open them until their surprise arrived.

the girls grew tired after some minutes and frequently asked when is their surprise is coming. nanako tried to sneakily open one of her gifts under the tree until the iconic, “ho! ho! ho!”, made it’s way into your home and the girls jumped up from their spot to see santa claus in their home. their jaws dropped and their eyes grew from the sudden appearance of santa claus, the true (fake) santa in their home! you giggled at their amusement and you noticed geto’s mouth growing from annoyed to relaxed as he small childish smiles on his girl’s faces. maybe dressing up as santa wasn’t too bad of an idea for geto, but who is he to tell you that you’re right?

the girls eagerly asked questions as santa geto sat down to give their gifts, he tried to answer to the best of his abilities or at least give believable answers for them. mimiko questioned him on why santa’s hair looked similar to their father’s and he immediately answered with hair dye and extensions. you smiled to yourself at the beautiful, and playful, sight of the girls enjoying geto as santa claus, you took many pictures on your phone while they weren’t looking.

though, geto caught you mid-click and pulled you onto his lap. he peppered kisses all over your face and gave you “your gift”, an enduring and sweet kiss to say “I love you”. though, maybe nanako and mimiko shouldn’t have been present to witness that cause immediate yelling came from the both of them. they mostly yelled at geto and asked him why he kissed their mother, he’s supposed to be married to mrs. claus! he shouldn’t have his lips on their mother and their mom shouldn’t like that, their father would be furious!

you and geto smiled at their lecture, you giggled to yourself and geto pulled off his costume, reavealing to them that he is santa claus. mimiko tried to say that she always knew from the hair but the both of you knew that was a lie.

꒰ TOJI FUSHIGURO ꒱

°❆ a clink goes and laughter fills the living room, just as much as it is with red and white, and the typical splatter of different colors from megumi and tsumiki, love and peace decorate it as well. two bottles of wine sat at the dresser, one already halfway done as you and toji chatted (and drank) away for christmas eve. but as the wine bottle becomes empty, the space between you two becomes closer. then again, he has been gone for a whole month and a half, it’s only right to feel this way with him.

it’s only right to feel this way of yearning from his absence, which explains why his arm slyly brings your lower body closer to him. it explains why his fingers drag themselves along your thigh, lightly dragging around your stretch marks. it explains why toji brought himself closer to your face, only a mere inch away from your lips interlocking. but instead he brings the idea of dressing as santa claus and mrs. claus for the night? sounds odd, trust it is and the way your head is titled, he knew that it sounded odd to you.

he explains himself further and says that it's only right that you dress up for the holiday season. plus, he’s one hundred percent sure that mrs. claus misses her dead old husband. you still had a look of confusion on your face, toji sighed and went into the closet to change into the costume he had prepared. except when he came out, it was barely anything like the classic look of santa; it was a red thermal top with fur cuffs, barely cropped but can still show a peek of his abs, the top had a bell at the collar, quite small and quite annoying. red thermal pants to match as well and a santa hat (something to keep it classic).

you burst into laughter as you saw the awful outfit he claimed to be dressed as “santa claus”. when in actuality, he looks like an elf on the shelf and you told him that, crying in laughter as toji huffs in embarrassment. he grumbled to himself, saying it was the last time he tried to be “in the merry spirit”. he continued to grumble to himself and you continued to laugh at him, still not over the ridiculous outfit, you gave props for trying, but couldn’t get over it.

granted, his muscle build made it look somewhat attractive but the amount of red on him just threw you in for a loop. it also doesn’t help that the bell jingles every time he moves. his embarrassment grew into frustration, making him throw off the top and your laugh dialed down. the both of you forgot how bashful you can get when toji is topless, due to his absence.

toji noticed, finding amusement at how your laughter was taken back as soon as he removed his shirt. which made him want to tease you just a slight bit; he moved back to the bed and grabbed your hand, moving it to place on his hips. then drags it along his waist, he lets out a small groan when you press your nails onto it.

as both of your hands roamed over each other, the space between your bodies constricted, leaning closer and closer until your lips ghosted over. you both chuckled before kissing one another, a kiss that could be described as loving, enduring, and passionate. but could you blame each other?

well, the only thing to blame is that door wasn’t completely closed and tsumiki happened to pass by. she glanced and continued to the kitchen, but then backtracked to your room. she spotted the red hat and thought to herself, “santa? there’s no way, why is santa in mommy’s room?”. she tip-toed closer to the small crack that your door left and viewed the kiss shared between you and toji. her jaw dropped and she immediately ran, quietly ran, to megumi’s room to wake him up. megumi grumbled to her to let him sleep, yet tsumiki insisted that she saw her mom kissing santa claus. she saw it with her own two eyes!

megumi didn’t believe her and tried to ignore her but he knew that wouldn’t work, therefore getting up from his bed and treading towards your bedroom. he didn’t even bother knocking and opening the door, immediately wishing he didn’t from the way his parents were on each other. thankfully, you both were clothed and didn’t do anything…yet.

toji scolded megumi for not knocking on the door and megumi rolled his eyes. megumi turned over to tsumiki and pointed out to her that santa claus was just their dad in a santa hat, it wasn’t the actual santa eating their mom’s mouth. tsumiki felt naive for falling for something so obvious but she can admit that she was a bit spooked that santa looked much too similar to toji. she even commented on how toji’s back looks sharp like rocks while santa’s doesn’t, that only made toji confused and you and megumi laughing at the comment.

toji came closer to tsumiki and started to chase her around the house, yelling how she’s gonna coal for christmas for peeking into her parent’s bedroom. you and megumi shook your heads but was amused at this family’s dynamic.

★ I tried so hard not to make toji’s include smut, yall please- like it’s so hard not making this whore when it’s literally canon that he is

★ would yall believe me if i said toji’s was the longest 🧍🏽‍♀️…?

★ lemme know which one was yall fav <3

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dad next door !

✎ᝰ — your brand-new apartment has brought you peace, calm, and freedom. but no one mentioned of a father of a two

★ — satoru gojo x gn!reader

★ — word count: 1.6k

★ — genre + warnings: fluff + dad!gojo, gojo is in his early twenties (21-23), gojo is a nervous mess, megumi and his smart antics, tsumiki is y/n’s number one fan

The space is small, yet livable. Your new apartment brings you this sense of freedom and independence from your loving, yet overbearing, parents. As much as you love them dearly, the thought of continuing to live under their roof was going to drive you mad. Which led to your brand new apartment, not the best but you made do with your stay.

As you continue to unpack your things, you hear noises coming from the other side of your living room wall. You ignored them by putting on your headphones and playing music as time passed.

Yet some hours passed, only three, and the noise continued. You moved closer to the wall to decipher what was creating such a loud noise. The only thing you could make out was a loud TV, yelling from multiple people you assume, and children. Your heart grew soft and sympathy grew in your heart for the assumed noise of children, since you know how children can be, especially at young ages when their emotions run rampant.

Though, as much as children softened your heart, the noise was becoming unbearable and you wanted your first day in your apartment to be perfect. You planned to be nice, introduce yourself, and ask your neighbor to possibly lower the noise coming from their apartment.

You paused your music and took off your headphones. You grabbed your phone and headed out the door, only making a few steps to your left until you reached the next apartment door.

You knocked gently, as you waited you heard the noise more clearly. You realized it was an adult and a child going back and forth while the TV was playing a children’s show. You heard some of the argument and giggled to yourself at some of the insults that were sent.

You continued to wait yet the door hadn’t opened nor had there been any indication that someone was going to open. You knocked again, a bit louder this time, and someone, you assumed was the adult, yelled that they were coming. Not long after, the door was opened and you were met with a man who had a staggering height, but that didn’t bother you.

The man had hair as white as the winter snow, which was decorated with those ball scrunchies and small heart clips that should be found on a small girl, not a grown (potentially over twenty) man. He wore a fitted tank top that had a dad joke on it and black shorts to accompany the outfit. His face in particular was graced with lashes that were thick and lay beautifully above his blue eyes. Also, his youthful face is currently covered in stickers galore, many of dinosaurs and flowers.

He greeted you with a smile, it brought youth to his face and gave sincerity, and apologies for taking so long to answer.

You reassured him that he was okay and also introduced yourself. You explained to him how you were his neighbor but also reported to him the noise from his apartment was bothering you. You tried not to come off as rude, since it is your first day.

He apologizes almost too quickly, mild stutters as he speaks, “Sorry sorry, my two- I mean these two kids have been hauling my ass since seven am.”

“I assumed it was younger children that were in there. Though, could you do me a favor and turn down the TV as well? The whole apartment doesn’t need to hear what you guys are watching.”

The man turns in the direction of the TV and lightly smacks his forehead, “Ah, that must’ve been Tsumiki with her runway model shows. I don’t know why but she always excuses that she has terrible hearing and always has the TV-”

“What about Tsumiki?” A young boy with spiked hair appears behind the man. The boy wears an expression that debates whether to tussle with the tall man or mind his business. With his presence now here, he chose the first option. Yet the stickers and hair clips placed on his hair and face don’t make him serious enough to take.

“Kid-”

The boy scrunched his face, showing a sign of annoyance to the man in front of him. “My name is Megumi, Meh-gu-mi. Don’t try to be all “mister cool” cause you think our new neighbor is hot.”

The man’s jaw dropped and all you could giggle at the compliment that was given. You spot his cheeks beaming with a light shade of red but disregard it as the man clears his throat. “Megumi, do me a favor and stay out of adult spaces.”

The boy sucked his teeth, “You were literally a child not many years ago, in dog years if you count.” The boy mumbled the last part but it was loud enough for the older man to hear.

The two males continue to go back and forth until a small girl approaches next to the small boy. From the height alone she could be the eldest of the two children, and her face was also decorated with stickers. It was cute to see the tall male and the two children behind him covered in all kinds of stickers on their face and their hair styled in hair clips.

The girl comes over to see what all the commotion is. But instead, she turns to you and immediately starts complimenting you, she smiles with such fondness to your beauty. She starts to compliment your hair, even if it is simple for the busy day, your outfit, and how you look so perfect. She believes so deeply that you came out of a magazine and all you could do was thank her and smile back. The girl just seemed all admired about you, even if she only met you about two minutes ago.

She turns to the older male to ask, “Can they join us for dinner papa Gojo?”

The boy scoffs at the question, “Don’t give him any ideas, he might scare the new neighbor away.” The blushing from earlier returns and the older man, named Gojo (?), seems to be slightly offended at the boy's remark.

The girl ignores the boy and pleads with Gojo, you continue to watch the two children and the man banter with one another. The interaction seemed to look serious from an outsider’s perspective, but up close, it was adorable watching them interact. Even if the boy seemed very annoyed with the entire situation, the girl poked his cheeks and played with his hair to uplift his mood, while the man told the two children to turn down the TV and check on the food cooking.

Gojo brings his attention back to you and smiles nervously, he laughs nervously as well. He brings his hand to comb through the back of his hair, “Sorry about them, they’re not usually this noisy on a Friday afternoon. Especially Megumi, he’s usually playing with his figures with Tsumiki, never this intrusive.”

“Don’t worry, I have younger siblings and we bicker quite a lot, so I get it. But I will admit that you guys are an adorable little family.”

The man blushes quickly but tries to hide it quickly, “Ah, thank you.” He grows nervous and lets the air become this sense of nervousness. He will admit, he wouldn’t have thought to have a neighbor as stunning as you and comfortable around his children. Then again, his two children take too much of his time to even pay attention to the people in his environment.

He clears his throat, “Umm, you don’t have to join but Tsumiki, the little girl, is gonna keep asking about dinner and I’m already in trouble with her. If you don’t mind, you don’t have to, but you can join us for dinner if you’re not too busy.” The blushing on his cheeks stayed yet you notice his ears turning into a light hue of pink as well, nervousness is ruining this man.

You think for a little while, letting the man watch you think and his face shows more and more signs of nervousness. You answer with a nod and a small smile, “I don’t mind at all. It would be nice to learn some faces in this town.”

Gojo seems more than happy to hear your acceptance, “We’d love to welcome you, Tsumiki loves making new friends and Megumi could get a friend or two. Geez this kid.”

You gave a small laugh and thanked him, you turned to make your exit until Gojo stopped you. “Oh umm, by-by the way, I didn’t get to properly introduce myself. I’m Gojo, umm Satoru Gojo. I’m right next door, literally, if you need anything.”

“Oh thanks, it was nice talking to you Satoru, and your two kids I assume, Megumi and Tsumiki?” The way you said his first name had Gojo going from a blushing mess to a flustered, stuttering mess. He feels heat rising in his cheeks and ears, embarrassment adds in as thinks that he shouldn’t be this nervous around his new neighbor.

“Yeah, that’s their name.” He pauses and lets his nervousness settle between the two of you, “Umm, well it was great to meet you y/n, and uhh gotta get back to finishing dinner, two hungry children aren’t the prettiest sight to see.”

“I would love to be the judge of that tonight,” you turn to walk away from his doorway and wave him goodbye, “have a good day Satoru, see you tonight.”

Gojo waves back and closes the door once you step into your apartment. He roughly combs through his hair and sighs heavily, “I don’t know who’s gonna end me first, these damn kids or dinner with y/n.”

★ I got this fanfic idea from this fanart actually ! I thought gojo and the kids were so cute with their stickers and clips on their face and hair 🫶🏽

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imperfect for you !

✎ᝰ — gojo, the broken man with a lover to fix him up :)

★ — gojo x reader

★ — genre + warnings: fluff with just a pinch of angst + no warnings :)

★ — a/n: i love eternal sunshine so much, yall please save me from this album

SATORU GOJO is in love with the way that you dont hide yourself from him. you show no fear when you first met him as one of the greatest sorcerers to ever exist and you still don’t to this day. you see him as human, something he always craved throughout human affection

SATORU GOJO is in love with that to you, he’s just satoru gojo. he’s not the satoru gojo the strongest or satoru gojo, one of the greatest sorcerers to exist. you see him as satoru gojo, a man who has gone through so much, a man who doesn’t wanna be worshipped, he wants to be loved

SATORU GOJO is in love with that you accept that he’s not nearly as perfect as people point him out to be. he’s broken, he’s full of shame, he’s full of regret, he’s scared, he can be cold, but still loved by you. he knows when his brain start planting ideas that he’s too dangerous for you, he can find comfort in you to wash away those ideas

SATORU GOJO is in love with the your hand holds his, a simple squeeze when you see his face soften but not in a good way. he’s incredibly touched by the way you can calm his mind down when his mental becomes negative

SATORU GOJO is in love with the way your beautiful lips can reassure him that he’s perfect just the way he is, there’s no change he needs to make unless necessary

SATORU GOJO is in love with the way he can stay half asleep while you explain your love to him. his eyelids half covering his cerulean eyes, they open and close showing that he’s close to his slumber but doesn’t wanna give in. he wants to hold your hand and hum as your face lights up to his presence

SATORU GOJO is in love with you not being perfect just as much as he isn’t. but in his world, you are perfect, you’re complete. your love completes his world when everything is peaceful, no monsters to hide you from, no wonders or worries on whether or not either of you will make it home

𖥻 so guess my new hyperfixation 😁

𖥻 yall i love gojo so much, like its actually so sick how much i love him. he deserves the world and i wanna kiss all his worries away :(

𖥻 bye babes, drink your water and I love you MWAH 💕

#* 🎧🫧 ⌗ 𓏲 „ ˋmia is writing !#anime x black reader #anime x black!reader #anime fluff #jjk fluff #jjk x black reader #jjk x reader #jjk x you #gojo x black reader #gojo x black!reader #satoru gojo x black reader #satoru gojo x black!reader #satoru gojo fluff #gojo fluff #gojo x you #gojo x reader #gojo x y/n #gojo headcanons #satoru gojo headcanons

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snowy days !

✎ᝰ — snowy days with the mha boys !

★ — deku, kirishima, bakugo, shoto, kaminari x gn!reader

★ — genre + warnings: fluff + no warnings

★ — a/n: an old post that was deleted and thought it was perfect for the winter season <3

꒰ IZUKU MIDORIYA ꒱

ꔛ izuku already knew that it was gonna snow the day before. he was all too prepared with his scarf, winter costume pressed and clean, and even his uniform layered up

ꔛ deku even had your stuff prepared, after he rambled on about how you could get sick and cold if you’re not prepared

ꔛ when the sun came up that boy was wayyy more excited than finding out all might is teaching at u.a

ꔛ he called you to see if you were up and if not, he would give you more time to sleep since he didn’t wanna bother you. but if you are awake, then he’s walking to your dorm to share his thrill of seeing small fluffs of white falling down

ꔛ for the time being, you guys would draw small shapes on your dorm window, drink hot chocolate, and nap in each other’s warmth

꒰ EIJIROU KIRISHIMA ꒱

ꔛ WHEW! this boy is wayyyy too excited when he wakes up and sees snow outside his dorm. literally taking 2.5 minutes to get ready so he can grab you and enjoy the snow together. just as excited as he is, until you tell him that snow isn’t enjoyed in a shirt and shorts

ꔛ kirishima reassures you plenty of times that he will be fine but of course listens to you since it is the “manly” thing to do. now he is overdressed but at this point, you wave it off

ꔛ surprisingly, and unintentionally, you guys match in cute snow outfits and your beanies are the two of your favorite colors. kiri is wearing a f/c beanie and you with a red beanie! once you guys realize, you take pictures and kirishima is complimenting you every chance he gets

ꔛ you guys enjoy the snow with snowball fights, polaroid pictures, making snowmen, and snow angels

꒰ KATSUKI BAKUGO ꒱

ꔛ bakugo was mumbling and grumbling in his sleep when he found out that it was gonna snow. he’s really not too fond of snow due to his quirk but deals with it anyway cause you absolutely love it

ꔛ for himself, bakugo would rather stay inside and sleep all day since school is more than likely canceled for the day and training was definitely not the move for the day. but of course, he’ll go along with any plan you have for the day

ꔛ when he hears you at his door, he drags himself from his bed and opens it to see you doing your happy dance. now he can’t even say no to your invitation of s’mores and snowball fights because of your starry eyes and gleeful smile that had your cheeks poking

ꔛ not a surprise that bakugo turned the snowball fight into a competition and almost hit you too hard with one throw. he almost won if it wasn’t for someone distracting him and you getting your last hit

ꔛ he claims you cheated but bakugo knows good and well that you won, just won’t accept it. for now, snowballs thrown back and forth until a winner is declared

꒰ SHOTO TODOROKI ꒱

ꔛ shoto isn't really biased on what the weather is tbh, but he definitely leans on the winter and spring time. more so winter, ‘cause one, he can build onto his quirk, and two, the holidays + his birthday :)

ꔛ but he can’t deny that he DEF enjoys the snowy days. he enjoys the pure white flurries that race down to the ground and layer up as he walks to class or to practice. sometimes he hopes it snows too much so class he can spend the winter day with you <3

ꔛ also ‘cause of his quirk, he pretty much knows how to handle the snow and how to prepare for it. then again, he can make it snow in july if he wants to. during the summer, he’ll order hella snow coats, (sometimes for you and him if he’s feeling generous) beanies, gloves, etc.

ꔛ when he feels the breeze slightly colder than usual, he immediately text you that alert that it’s a snow day ! now, he won’t get ready until you are awake and getting ready yourself

ꔛ while you are getting ready, he is planning out the day for the two of you. he usually relies on the typical snow forts to build, a snowman, snow angels, and end the night with hot chocolate and holiday movies :)

꒰ DENKI KAMINARI ꒱

ꔛ kaminari, similarly to kirishima, is all too excited for the winter season. he may as well run in the snow with just shorts on…which he almost did (don’t ask)

ꔛ ngl, he was definitely checking the weather every single day for when it’s gonna snow. that’s his sign that the holiday season definitely started and two, it’s the white christmas that he’s been dreaming since halloween

ꔛ at first, he was quite nervous to step out cause of his quirk. who knows what could happen if electricity meets snow ? what if he creates a blackout ? well…won’t be the worst that happens but then again, shoto and momo will side eye him for cutting off the heater. now they have to create one for the entire dorm building

ꔛ but as some months pass and the snow becomes heavier, he’s careful but enjoys the fluffy ice in his hand and how the snowflakes tickle his face. his hair and face only, he’s not too fond of the snow touches his hands (again, don’t wanna mix electricity with snow)

ꔛ as he becomes more and more comfortable with the snow, he barges into your room and babbles about the pretty snow outside. he rambles on and on about how you HAVE to join him for the snowball fight that’s happening with the class. don’t trust him tho, he can get sneaky

𖥻 my first winter post on this blog ;p ! hope you guys liked it and I haven’t wrote for mha in a while actually

𖥻 lemme know if you guys want more winter hcs or even winter scenarios with mha :)

𖥻 bye babes, drink your water and I love you MWAH 💕

𝐕𝐎𝐓𝐏 💗: 1 chronicles 16:10-11

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dad next door pt. 2 !

✎ᝰ — dinner with the gojos/fushiguro go either chaotically bad or chaotically good, especially as gojo as the father. but what if, a rare time, it’s actually mellow?

★ — satoru gojo, megumi + tsumiki fushiguro (platonically) x gn!reader

★ — word count: 2.8k

★ — genre + warnings: fluff + dad!gojo, gojo is in his early twenties (21-23), gojo is a nervous mess, megumi and his smart antics, tsumiki is y/n’s number one fan. megumi + tsumiki + y/n are the superior trio 🫶🏽 part one !

Not too much time has passed yet too much of your anxiety has spiked, which shouldn’t. You tried to calm yourself down for this dinner, even thought about talking yourself out of going. But to do that on your first day of meeting your neighbors? Not a smart move y/n. It also doesn’t help that your neighbors, thanks to the thin walls of this complex, have been talking up the wall for this dinner. Well, mostly Tsumiki, but that’s neither here nor there.

You tried not to pay attention, blasting music mostly helped, but you certainly couldn’t help leaning into the walls whenever your name was mentioned. You pressed lightly against the walls and heard Gojo try to talk less about the dinner, Megumi gave short answers, while Tsumiki planned out how this dinner would (should) go.

While you paced around your apartment, it was what someone would call “chaotic” in the Gojo/Fushiguro home. With the night sky slowly appearing and replacing the pink and orange-ish hues of the sky, the mess from earlier gets cleaned up and the only thing Gojo has to worry about is the mouths of the two children. It wasn’t as bad as when they first met you but again, these are grade school ages that he is handling.

“Papa Gojo, is dinner ready? I’m hungry.” Tsumiki exclaimed, except it’s dramatically expressed like her guardian usually is. She placed a hand on her stomach and a hand on her forehead, faking a look of hunger as she stood next to Gojo. Gojo only chuckles and shakes his head lightly, not believing Tsumiki (per usual).

Instead of playing along with her act, he took the spoon that he was cooking with and gave Tsumiki a sample of what he cooking. Tsumiki’s act of hunger immediately came over with excitement and accepted the food that was being fed to her, fettuccine alfredo with spinach and chicken. Not her favorite meal that Gojo cooks, Megumi prefers it rather than her, but she doesn’t mind it. Only cause Gojo bakes her favorite dessert, cherry cheesecake with a side of mochi, don’t be fooled.

“Hmm, it’s good but could use a bit more sauce.”

Gojo shakes his head in response, “Thank you ‘Miki, you’re nicer, unlike some people in this family.”

“I just said that it tastes like an air-dried towel,” Megumi shrugged his shoulders, “not the worst I said.”

Gojo rolls his eyes and continues back to his cooking, not much needs to be done but he’d rather have his mind on everything but dinner with his neighbor. Typically he wouldn’t have much anxiety and carry on playfully when he meets someone new, but being a guardian (father but he refuses to admit), that mindset shifted.

As much as he loves being a serial lover and dating with no care in the world, he also has to think of how people would treat his children, much less himself. Yes, this person is attractive but are they good with children? Will they get along with his children? Are they someone he can trust with his children? One too many questions to think about when it comes to his dating lifestyle and y/n is somewhat helping with those questions.

Thankfully when you introduced yourself to them, you had no problem with his two children, and the interactions were adorable. Especially Tsumiki, the only reason why you were invited to dinner with the small family.

Gojo shook his head and took a small breathing exercise while finishing up the touches of dinner. He breathed in twice and breathed out once, Tsumiki noticed as she stood in her place next to Gojo’s leg and was playing with her doll. She tried to copy what he did but did it wrong and started coughing. Gojo was startled and quickly patted her back, trying to relieve Tsumiki, he gave her a bottle of water and continued patting her back.

Megumi noticed as well and came to his sister’s side, feeding her water as well while Gojo patted her back. Thankfully after a few minutes, Tsumiki stopped coughing and held a hand up that she was okay. Gojo asked what happened and Megumi face palmed himself after Tsumiki explained, of course, his sister tried to be like Gojo…again.

Megumi asked, “How many more examples do you need to realize that Gojo should not be your inspiration for adulting?”

“C’mon Megumi, Gojo isn’t that bad.”

“Why are not allowed to have any more parties again?” Tsumiki and Megumi look up at Gojo and Gojo looks away, whistling to himself. “Exactly my point, and let’s not forget that this man picked us up on a random afternoon, claiming to know our father. I don’t even know my dad, how does he know? Not only that, he was still in high school when he got-”

A knock at the door interrupted Megumi’s daily dose of how Gojo’s a terrible adult, but said with love don’t worry. Megumi let out a hmph as Tsumiki immediately ran to the door, the girl grew a toothy smile as she jumped at the door peephole to see who it was. Though she was slightly tall for her age, she still struggled to reach the peephole.

Gojo lightly chuckled at Tsumiki’s eagerness and helped her reach the peephole, he grabbed her and placed her on his shoulders. He crouched down only a little bit and leaned towards the door, Tsumiki looked through the peephole and squealed at the sight of you. Her smile grew wider and started kicking Gojo's chest, signaling to put her down. He complied and placed her back on the floor, quickly, and rubbed the place where Tsumiki kicked.

Tsumiki eagerly opened the door and again squealed with excitement when she saw you. She hugged your leg and you almost lost your balance. You laughed at the young girl and said hello to her, Megumi, and Gojo as well.

“Hello again! I’m saying hello as if it wasn’t only a couple of hours since our last talk. But besides that, I come with gifts, just some food that’s all. I brought a nice wine for you, Gojo, and heart-shaped cookies for Megumi and Tsumiki.” You handed the blue-colored gift bag to Gojo and smiled as he accepted the gift. Megumi tried to peek into the bag and smiled a little when he saw a drawstring pouch that held the cookies. His eyebrow raised at the wine and asked, “Can we drink the wine too, or is that adult business as well? So Gojo says.”

You responded with a small laugh, “Oh no, I knew one of you would be curious so I brought some sparkling cider. It’s safer and kid-friendly, plus it has little bubbles when you pour it into a cup.”

Megumi looked deeper into the bag and pulled out a fairly large bottle of cider and Gojo pulled out the other. They both gave a look of concern as to why there were two bottles instead of one. You explained, “Oh, I forgot to mention that I brought two, one is sparkling apple cider and the other is sprinkling white grape cider. I couldn’t figure out which the kids would like more so I brought both.”

Megumi slightly smiled again and gave a “hm”, he looked over to Gojo, “I like this one, better than the other ones you’ve brought home. Don’t mess this one up.”

Gojo looked flushed at Megumi’s words and choked on his words as he brought up Gojo’s past lovers. “Y/N is our neighbor and we,” Gojo pointed to himself, Megumi, and Tsumiki, “just met them today.”

You giggled at their interaction, yet again, another Megumi vs Gojo moment. While they went back and forth on Gojo’s dating past, Tsumiki interrupted, “Can we sit down now? My feet hurt and I wanna show y/n my dolls.”

Gojo moved out of the way and allowed you to step in, you took in the scenery of the apartment. A bit cramped since it is three people living in there but cleaned up well. There were family portraits of three on every wall, drawings from school surrounding the family portraits, achievements like perfect attendance and perfect test scores placed on a corkboard that was held next to the kitchen, and a shoe rack next to the door. The living room had a large flat screen along with a TV stand that had Lego figures and old DVDs; a toy bin in one corner and a bookcase in the other corner.

As you were admiring the apartment, Tsumiki pulled you into a seat at the table and sat right next to you.

꒰ dad next door ꒱

While small chatter was going on between you and Gojo, the two children disappeared into a room and came back out with a bin and a Lego home, about three inches smaller than Megumi. You raised an eyebrow while Gojo chortled at the toys that were placed in front of you.

Tsumiki’s enthusiasm was once again revisited, well barely left until you and Gojo started talking one-on-one. She pulled out some dolls and tiny clothes for the dolls, she gave one doll to you and labeled the doll as a “fashionista”. The other dolls in her hands were supermodels and the models for the main doll’s clothing line, which was very successful in Miki’s world, according to Tsumiki’s words. You laughed at Tsumiki’s imagination with the doll and started playing along.

Your voice went into a scantily high pitch and ordered the other two dolls to try on the clothing. One of Tsumiki’s dolls claims that her hair isn’t done and the other claims that his makeup isn’t done. You playfully rolled your eyes and called for hair and makeup, though according to Tsumiki, they’re on vacation for the next two weeks. Lousy and lazy employees are what Tsumiki calls them.

“You know what, since we have no hair and makeup, how about we improvise?”

Tsumiki tilted her head, seeming to be confused by your question, “Im-pro-vise? How do we do that?”

“Oh, that just means we make up a new plan since our first plan isn’t working. Our plan was two send our models to hair and makeup but they aren’t here, so what we’re gonna do is?”

“Do their hair and makeup ourselves! Right?”

“Exactly that.”

“Papa Gojo I learned a new word! Maybe y/n can teach me more? Or or maybe they can teach me stuff about makeup?”

As Tsumiki continued on with her joy of learning a new word, you noticed Megumi poking at the Lego and giving glances at you and Megumi. Though he wore a bored expression throughout dinner, it seemed as if he wanted to show you his toys as well. Megumi was taken back at this idea of his as well, the only people who are allowed to touch his Legos are Gojo and Tsumiki, and rarely has he let any of Gojo’s lovers even look at them.

You slightly turned your body to face the small boy and gave him a small smile, “Is there something you wanna show me Megumi?”

The boy swiftly turned his head and hues of red brushed upon his cheeks, indicating that Megumi was a tad bit shy to show you his Lego home. He let out a sigh and pushed the life-size home towards you, he described what type of home it was, how long it took to build it, how tall it was, and every small detail was given about the house. He even added how much of a fuss it was to create the bathroom and kitchen pieces, he wasn’t aware of how tiny the kitchen utensils would be.

After he finished describing the houses, he went over to the corner that had the toy bin and searched for some figures and more Lego sets. He came back with three figures and one Lego set, two figures that seem to be from an old video game and a Lego set of flowers, tulips to be exact.

He placed the Lego set gently on your lap and the figures on the table. He described the figures as a rare piece and from the popular video game, Street Fighter. He said the Lego set was something that he wanted to do with someone but either couldn’t or it felt too awkward to ask. Gojo was usually busy at work or attending the many school meetings that were held, and Tsumiki was usually at her friend’s house. She wouldn’t come back until late afternoon, around some time before dinner.

Hence, he asked you to help him with the set. It’s only fair since you gifted them two bottles of cider and that you’ve been nothing but kind and welcoming towards him and his sister. The majority of the people that are invited into their home aren’t per se, pleasant, and even if they are, they usually wear a forced/faux kindness that both children can easily see through.

You agreed to aid him with the set and opened the box gently, placing all the pieces on the floor. You moved from the chair to the floor, sitting crisscrossed, and Megumi, as well as Tsumiki, followed suit.

The two gathered around you as you read the instructions and gave assignments to them; Megumi worked on building the base and Tsumiki on the flowers, your job was separating the pieces for them.

As delightful as it was to have dinner with this beloved family, the late night had entered and you had other tasks to work on in your apartment. The children (more so Tsumiki) asked to help you but you politely declined, saying that they’re very small for the job and you don’t want them to get hurt. Tsumiki gave a small pout and Megumi nodded his head to say that he understood.

Gojo silently wished that you could stay longer, especially with the way you played with the two children, with no force kindness or passive-aggressiveness unlike some. Even if the majority of your time was spent with the two and you didn’t get to talk to him much, he didn’t seem to mind. Seeing the way neither you nor the two children didn’t hold yourselves back gave him a sense of ease. If he could frame the three of you working on the Lego set, he would most certainly would.

Too early to tell what will become between you and him but he hopes it stays for a long time, for the sake of the children of course. “Only cause of the children, not because I want to see more of y/n.” He calmly (nervously) mumbles to himself but of course, Megumi hears what he says. He turns his head swiftly to Gojo’s direction and Gojo turns his red as his cheeks become a light pink hue.

Megumi squints his eyes but drops the matter as you head out the door. Tsumiki wanted you to stay longer and was disappointed that dinner ended, though you did promise that you’ll be back again real soon, like so soon, she’ll blink or you’ll be back at their door. Her saddened face turned into a toothy smile and her eyes closed as she shook her head as a response.

You said your goodbyes one more time and Gojo opened the door for you, thanking you for joining them for dinner. He would invite you again but he feels it’s too early and maybe too noticeable of his liking to you, as if his blushing is helping him.

“Come back anytime you like n/n!” Tsumiki explained. Gojo and Megumi raised an eyebrow and you lightly laughed at the given nickname. As you laughed, the two males joined in and laughed as well. They think it’s silly but for Tsumiki’s sake, they’ll say they laughed cause you laughed.

You asked the small girl, “That’s an adorable name for me Tsumiki, where did you get it from?”

“I heard Papa Gojo say it,” She exclaimed, “he kept calling you that while you were gone. I think Papa Gojo really likes you and gets super duper shy when he talks about you. Like his face looks like a Christmas ornament, maybe as red as a bell pepper, or even Santa’s su-”

Gojo covered Tsumiki’s mouth, while she was rambling, and lightly chuckled. “Okay ‘Miki, I think it’s time to get ready for bed and time for y/n to go back to their apartment.”

No one noticed but Megumi’s face saddened a bit when you said goodbye and made your way to your apartment. Even though you are right next door, he wanted to play with you a little longer. You gave a feeling of ease and coziness, something that he enjoys as he lives with Gojo or plays with Tsumiki.

But he also hopes that you can come over more than he thinks, Gojo thinks so as well but that’s neither here nor there. Except Gojo just wants it to be more of the two of you, to learn more about your individuality.

As for now, he won’t mind sticking to being your next door neighbor. Only easier to not (sarcastically) fall for you.

★ would you believe me if this took almost two months to make this 🧍🏽‍♀️….?

★ might make a holiday edition in this au. gojo and the kids are tewwwwww cute 🙁🫶🏽

★ lemme know if yall like this cute dinner with the gojos/fushiguros 🫶🏽

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prince choso !

✎ᝰ — hcs on prince choso, the quiet boy who is part of the royal family

★ — genre + warnings: fluff + royalty au (obvi), choso isn't really a fan of the monarchy, yuji cameo, choso is set to be a young adult (19-23)

yeah yeah yeah rockstar choso, emo choso, skater boy choso, they’re cool and all. trust me I know but what about prince choso?

prince choso was never ever a fan of his lifestyle and always wanted a simple life. the glitz and glamor of the whole world at your hands only ‘cause of your bloodline. why would he want to involve himself in that?

prince choso didn’t rebel (per se) against the monarchy of his land but would have his way of showing that he doesn’t care for it. placing his own opinion of how a country should run but being shut down immediately by his parents; venturing off into a nearby forest when it was time for his studies or extracurricular activities; rather caring for the opinions of the people in his land than ever his staff or parents

but also, prince choso who, from time to time, would be dressed in a heavy white suit, one that shows purity and stands on the cleanliness of his family’s ruling. the suit is accessorized with gold that dances on him with every step he takes and small jewelry to add to the appearance of being greatly wealthy

prince choso who tends to fidget with his small jewelry during dinner or during an important party. he’d rather stay quiet and slide his watch across his forearm or even twist his rings in a certain way. he also does this when the weight of being prince becomes too much to handle for him

prince choso who is often seen with his hair down. deeply dark roots, mahogany shaded, that lay flat on his shoulders and flow lightly as he walks among the castle. he finds this style to be fussy and would rather have his hair pinned up

prince choso spends his days hiding among the commoners, with his hair tied into ponytails or dressing lazily. he walks around the plaza with a small smile and a quiet hello as he explores. as he explores, he listens in on the people’s conversations and takes mental notes on what’s being said about the kingdom

prince choso who attends to the kids who are playing soccer in a little corner, teaching them techniques to help them in their small game. he takes glimpses of the beautiful women but doesn’t look too long, only to shy away when they wave at him. also helps the store owners from time to time, helping them set up for the day or put away things as they’re getting ready to close

prince choso who groans at the idea of becoming a suitor and the king of his land. while many young men would find joy in being next in line for the throne and finding a beautiful wife, choso does not. he would rather spend his days being youthful and finding his true purpose

prince choso who would rather stay up in the late hours with his brother, yuji, than focus on his studies. he would talk to his brother about his genuine feelings about being a prince rather than even spend an inkling reading another dusty history book

prince choso, who is seen as quiet, reserved, oftentimes bashful around women, and respectful. but also can be defiant (depending on who’s asking), stubborn, and purposefully misplaceful of his duties. but again, that depends on who you ask

★ genuinely don’t know where this idea came from honestly 🧍🏽‍♀️

★ this is my first time writing a royalty au ! any feedback for it would be great actually

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want u around !

✎ᝰ — post breakups with the blue lock boys

★ — oliver aiku, rensuke kunigami, sae itoshi x gn!reader

★ — genre + warnings: angst + literally all the boys fucked up, ooc for sae (sort of)

The morning rises and Oliver awakens from his slumber, mainly because of his dark-furred border collie, Ella. But also from the recent, recurring, dream, one that brought him peace but also drifted him from reality. You both were dressed comfortably, lounging on the rooftop of his apartment, and enjoying the starry night. You both talk of the future, his soccer career, family, personal thoughts, and just about anything to avoid silence and to say what you truly want to say, that you love him. You were nervous; nervous laughter instead of joyful, clammy hands, playing with the ends of your hair, anxiousness rising, you were a frazzled mess. Oliver took notice and asked if you were okay, instead of responding “normally”, you exploded your heart onto him and told him you love him. Your emotions flooded your brain and mouth, and instead of stopping after the confession, you spewed out how your heart beats for Oliver, how your body yearns for him, your heart tugs at even the thought of him, just everything you’ve held in for the night.

Now his body yearns for you, his head hurts and his heart aches at you being the missing piece from his life. He wishes he didn’t screw up, he wishes your feelings of anger and hatred, he replaced with love and nurture, he just wishes that he had done right. He wishes for you to still be around.

The large double doors open, indicating that the Blue Lock players are released from the facility for a small break. It’s been a gruesome year, some suffered more than others, but it wasn’t the worst the boys have handled. Especially for Kunigami, his world shattered on multiple occasions and his heart was ripped from his chest as well. Not only did he lose a spot in the Blue Lock project but also lost one of the most important people in his life, the love of his life.

As the young male continues to exit, and says his goodbyes to his friends and teammates, he looks around for his parents, and you as well. Now he’s very aware of the certain circumstances between you and him, but that doesn’t stop him from having at least a sliver of hope. He’s praying and begging that you would be next to his parents and hug him tightly, he’s hoping that you’re there to greet him with your warm smile, he’s hoping for some kind of inkling of your presence. Hope is what is keeping his head held high but as he gets closer to the parking lot and finds his parent’s car, anxiety starts to replace that hope. It heightens once his parents spot him and exit the car, but you don’t.

Kunigami's brain starts thinking that maybe you were too busy to come with, maybe you forgot the date, or maybe you actually don’t care anymore. No, it couldn’t be that there’s no way you no longer have care for him, you said you love him. The breakup couldn’t have been that bad that you completely erased him, there’s just no way. Kunigami opens his phone and opens your messages, he sends a text but it doesn’t send. He panics and calls you but it goes straight to voicemail, he tries again yet the same result. He tries to call and text, yet the same message is repeated over and over again.

Kunigami soon becomes frustrated and realizes that you really have erased him from your life.

As he enters his home, Sae sighs heavily from the escape of the paparazzi. Usually, he just ignores him but he has dug too deep into his sorrows and tries every way to avoid them, not even having enough energy to throw a snarky comment at them.

Since that conversation, Sae’s emotions have been running rampant and they’ve been affecting his livelihood, as well as his playing skills. Thankfully, he can play it off and have no one notice but that doesn’t stop his mind from wandering to the last few words that were said and how you walked away teary-eyed. Soon enough, his mind becomes hazy and he misses a shot or incorrectly executes a play, but instantly saves it. Some of his teammates have noticed but don’t dwell on it since they know how Sae can be.

He drags himself to his room, half expecting you to be there and half expecting an empty bed. He plops himself on his bed and immediately starts cursing himself, getting angry at his sloppy plays, getting angry for even wanting to care, angry at allowing himself to become who he became, and just angry at himself. He’s frustrated at how he let fame and recognition change him to hurt his lover, the love of his life, the one thing that brought light to his mundane, cyclical life.

He promised himself to not mess this one thing up, this one thing of perfection, the one thing that he genuinely enjoyed. Yet, he did exactly that. But what did he expect? He’s Sae Itoshi, the man who’d rather put soccer over everything and who would rather tend to himself than to his loved ones. He tried, truly, but even that wasn’t enough to stop you from leaving. Nothing of him could stop him from leaving you and he may as well sit in that truth.

★ I had a completely different idea for these boys but why not write some angst ;p

★ hope you guys enjoy my first post here <3. lemme know which one is your fav !

𝐕𝐎𝐓𝐏 💗: matthew 5:10

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happy valentines day !

✎ᝰ — how your faves would act during v-day season ᡣ𐭩

★ — genre + warnings: fluff + no warnings

★ — a/n: something to celebrate love being in the air <3

another version of christmas — this holiday is as sacred as the birth of their first child. well, not as sacred but this holiday is just another christmas to them. nothing brings them more joy than spoiling their partners on this holiday full of joy, love, embrace, and gifts, loads of gifts to give to one another. these folks are planning to celebrate february 14th months ahead, may I say a little bit before christmas. they’re making reservations, ordering gifts (even better if they’re on sale), having the flower preparations planned out, and I mean the whole nine yards. nothing is ruining this day for them and even if it does, still won’t stop the grandest celebration they could think of (they might rip their hair out)

GOJO, midoriya, connie, yuji, SANJI, bokuto, oikawa, BACHIRA, kaiser, REO, onyonkanpon, kise, akashi (knb), todo

publicly hates it, secretly loves it — full on v-day haters, and I mean wanting to plan arson whenever they see february 14 being right around the corner. they wanna run over every teddy bear, light the v-day section on fire whenever they go grocery shopping, make diss tracks towards this beloved day, the whole nine yards. why do they do this you may ask? cause deep down, they don’t wanna show that v-day is one of the best days to exist. their hearts go soft when they see couples celebrating with beautiful roses on the floor or a dinner on a rooftop restaurant. a lil bit of jealousy, since they don’t have their valentine, but they can’t help but love this day of love. it’s refreshing to see it but they refuse to ever show that they care

jean (influenced by connie), zoro, TOJI, rin, sae, bakugo, eren, shidou, aomine

wait, you’re asking me? — poor babies, they must’ve went half/all their life without a valentine. some of them genuinely don’t care to have a valentine while others do feel a bit down when their friends receive gifts from others on v-day while they have just the phrase to say. however, the way their eyes have widened and they let out the most confused (and adorable) “huh” after asking them to be your valentine, will never not be a hilarious yet adorable thing to witness. the way some of their eyes lit up and sparkle, how some get flustered on the question, or even how they are dumbfounded at the question, it’s all such a delightful sight to see

yuji, luffy, ARMIN, isagi, kunigami, kaminari, YUTA, nanami, choso, usopp, kirishima, mikasa, kagami, kuroko

if you like it, i love it /srs — they don’t “hate” v-day, per se, but it’s not something grand to them like a birthday. now depending on their partner (you), they could either make the holiday bigger than they think it is or take it as another day to love their partner. If you’re not big on v-day, expect something simple, very cute, but a simple way of saying, “happy valentine’s day, I love you”. but, if you’re someone who loves love and quite enjoy the special day on february 14, then expect something out of a romcom, but in their way

nagi, megumi, nobara, maki, shota, geto, ace, chigiri, levi, sasha, oliver, PORCO, pieck, murasakibara, midorima

𖥻 HAPPY VALENTINES DAY 🫶🏽 even though I didn’t have a valentine, imma pretend gojo surprised me with a vacation to bali and bought out a restaurant for me 😙 (yes I’m delusional)

𖥻 these were a bit challenging but I hope you guys enjoyed <3

𖥻 bye babes, drink your water and I love you MWAH 💕

𝐕𝐎𝐓𝐏 💗: 1 Corinthians 13

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