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poppy5991 · 8 months

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Shoto: Midoriya is always breaking his bones even in training at UA. It’s crazy.

Hawks: Aw yeah, our instructors used to break our bones on purpose all the time in training. So we could learn how to fight with broken bones.

Endeavor: That’s not normal.

Hawks: It’s not?

Endeavor: No, this is one of those things…

Hawks: Things i should bring up in therapy?

Endeavor: Yeah.

Hawks: Ok…I’ll put it on the list.

#everybody: hawks bby no #as my therapist would tell me: that’s not a funny story that’s a traumatic event #me: but it’s a little funny right #therapist: NO #WELL FINE #mha incorrect quotes #endhawks #boku no hero academia #hawks #endeavor #endeavor x hawks #todoroki shoto #mha #bnha #mha memes

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ykwrites · 2 years

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Hello! Could I request Hawks with prohero reader where they really really like each other and there's a lot of tension between them so people around them ship them or think that they're already together but in fact reader playfully rejects Hawks and thinks he's only joking?

Hi there! Ofc, here you go!

Hawks really feels like that playful kind of person so this request fits him perfectly! Thank you for requesting btw :)

Pairings: Hawks x fem prohero reader.

Rating: SFW.

Warnings: None.

Requests: Open, don´t be shy bbys.

Note: TUMBLR FINALYY SHOWS MY POSTS AGAIN WOHOOOOO!

''Going on patrol with him again, huh''Toshinori mocked you, laughing like he was having the best time.

''Yeah, so what?''you spat out annoyed.

''I don´t know, kid, you two seem to be close''

''We are friends''

''My students talk about you two a lot, they think you are dating''

''Why?''

''We´ve all seen you all over each other, it sure looks like it''

''If you say so...''

''I think you like each other''

''Not at all''shooing him off, you left the room knowing he wouldn´t stop insisting.

Everyone said the same thing and yeah, maybe you and Keigo flirted too much, but it never was anything serious. Just friends having light fun.

At least patrol wasn´t as boring with him, the playful banter kept you both entertained since not much was happening these days.

When night time came around, you waited in front of the agency playing on your phone until Keigo decided to show up.

As always, everything turned quiet when stores around started closing up and people left to go home.

''Waiting for someone, pretty girl?''a familiar voice made you put away your phone as you stood up.

''Oh, I don´t know, I´ve been told some handsome man was picking me up''following the joke, you looked at him with a smile.

''It´s your lucky day then, I am that handsome man''Keigo winked, putting one arm behind your middle back and crouching a bit to put the other on the back of your knees''buckle up, pretty face''

You obviously knew already that he was going to pick you off the floor as always, so you didn´t react at all when he did so and calmly tied your arms around him.

''Do I get a free flight?''

''Of course, hold tight''

Keigo took off flying to the top of the building you usually used as a starting point for every night patrol.

Many people saw you more than once, so...of course they tought dating was in the picture.

For a little bit silence filled the air, both of you concentrated on noticing any trouble that might´ve been happening, not a single alarming thing around.

Yeah...boring, like I said nothing exciting went on lately, of course that was a good thing because that ment no one needed to be saved but at the same time work became insufferable.

''You know what?''you spoke just to kill off boredom.

''Mhm?''Keigo responded, turning to see what you wanted to say.

''All Might thinks we are dating''

''Doesn´t everybody?''he laughs with you.

''I mean...yeah''

''It´s fun''

''I agree''

''And it makes it easier for me, you know?''

''What do you mean?''one of your eyebrows lifted in confusion.

''You know''

''No I don´t''

''It makes easier because I already like you, so it´s really easy for me to act like we are dating''

''Oh god!''you bursted out laughing''that´s a good one''

''I mean it!''Keigo laughs too, playfully pushing you.

''Yeah, sure''

''Believe what you want to believe, sweet thing''

''Shut up, Keigo, shut up''

This man was always joking, but at least he was fun to be around.

#keigo x reader #bnha scenario #bnha x reader #hawks x you #hawks x reader #hawks imagine #mha hawks #mha headcanons #mha scenario #bnha headcanons

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seijorhi · 3 years

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Cry-Baby

A commissioned continuation of this soulmate AU by the lovely @pokemonfreak666 - thanks for your patience, bby!!

Bakugou Katsuki x Female Reader, Kirishima Eijiro x Female Reader

TW non-con, nsfw, double penetration, rough fucking, minor mentions of blood, kidnapping

The water’s not hot enough.

It should be; it should burn. The knob’s twisted all the way up, steam rising in billowing clouds, fogging up the bathroom mirror, but it’s not hot enough. You can still feel them on you. Everything else – the blood, saliva, their cum, you’d watched it swirl down the drain, sitting on the shower floor, arms curled tightly around yourself as if that was the only thing keeping you from falling apart and shattering entirely.

But the water’s scalding, and you can still feel your soulmates’ hands crawling over you… their mouths… their cocks tearing you apart from the inside out. Why won’t it wash away? You’ve scrubbed and scrubbed, your skin’s red and raw but the filthy feeling won’t go.

And they’re just outside. Sitting in your bedroom, or maybe wandering around your living room, sprawled across your couch flipping through channels on the TV. Maybe they’re out there looking at the pictures that line your walls, you and your family, your friends. Fuck, maybe they’re in your kitchen, rifling through your fridge for a late night snack after fucking their soulmate six ways from Sunday.

You can’t go back out there. You don’t want to see them.

Is it awful to hope for some kind of horrifying villain attack or massive accident to force them to go and leave you in peace?

… Would they?

You can’t imagine Pro Heroes not running off to do their duty, but before a few hours ago, you couldn’t imagine them holding somebody down and raping them either, and clearly they had no qualms about doing that, so maybe your Heroes aren’t all they’re cracked up to be.

Then again, what difference would leaving make? They know where you live, probably where you work. There’s no anonymity anymore, it’s not like you can just slip away and hide from them.

You’ve been in the bathroom too long already, you know that – you can almost feel their anxious energy seeping through the crack in the door. Too much longer and they’ll surely come bursting in.

Patience clearly wasn’t their strong point, and it’s nothing short of a miracle they let you come in and shower alone. Kirishima at least had been more than eager to come join you, grinning widely and tugging you by the arm towards the bathroom– it’d been Bakugou, watching you pale and flinch through red, unreadable eyes who’d reined him back in.

Maybe he saw how scared you were, how fragile the thread that was holding you together was. Maybe he thought that gifting you these precious minutes alone after what they did would in any way come close to starting to mend the damage they’d just wrought.

Maybe he just hadn’t cared enough beyond getting his dick wet.

You’d grown up thinking your soulmates would make you happy, love you in a way that nobody else ever could. The possibility of ever deliberately hurting them seemed like such a foreign and uncomfortable concept to you. But obviously they didn’t care enough about your feelings or your lack of consent to stop them from forcing themselves onto you, maybe you were nothing but an object to them. Something to take and fuck, because naturally you were made for them.

What did it matter if you didn’t want it?

Your eyes drift down to the timers on your wrists, run down to zero. A quaking sob rips from your throat and you bite down harshly on your bottom lip to stifle it.

“Why am I even here? In less than an hour you’re gonna meet them, and what am I supposed to do then, hmm?” your friend had asked with a laugh. “Be the world’s most awkward fourth wheel?”

You’d laughed with her, knocking your shoulders against hers with a fond little smile, “Well if they’re gonna be in my life for the long haul, don't you think it’s important that they meet the person who matters to me the most right off the bat?”

You’re terrified of going back out there and facing them, but what other option do you have? The only window in the bathroom is too high and too small to squeeze through, and even if you could, getting an apartment on the seventh floor had seemed like a great idea at the time, but it doesn’t exactly lend itself to an easy getaway.

The flimsy lock on the bathroom door is all that’s keeping them out – with their strength it’s hardly much of a barrier at all, but it’s all you have.

Here in your bathroom, under the scalding water, you’re safe. They can’t hurt you.

You’d like to think that now they’ve gotten what they wanted, now that they know that you can’t run and their reputations can’t be tarnished, they’ll go. And there’s a little voice inside your head that tells you it’s a stupid, foolish hope. You know that the moment you set foot outside that door, things’ll never be the same again.

A few years back, you read an article on some tabloid website about an up and coming Hero who’d disappeared out of the blue after joining Hawks’ agency as an intern. Supposedly, they were soulmates, and once the Pro realised it, he’d swooped her up and taken her to some secret safe house to hide her away from the rest of the world, supposedly ‘for her own protection’. It was all rumours, of course. No way for them to actually prove the theory – and no one actually cared about some missing, low level Hero at the end of the day. It was news for a week and then everybody moved on.

Are they gonna do the same thing to you?

Spirit you away to some hideout where they can keep you all to themselves – so they can fuck you whenever they want without having to worry about you running off? You’ll never see your family again, or your friends… they’ll be your entire world, and just like that intern, everybody else will forget you ever existed.

Or maybe they’ll be satisfied enough just forcing themselves into your life, letting you go back to your job, your boring, mundane nine to five, never knowing when they’re going to pop up and take what they want. They’ll come over and play house, acting as if this is a normal relationship, waiting for you to come around and accept them.

Love them.

The thoughts makes bile rise in your throat. Your entire body aches from inside out. There’s bitemarks and bruises littering your skin, marks that won’t fade for days… you can’t let them do this to you again.

As if they can hear your panicked thoughts, a knock sounds on the bathroom door, and your heart clenches.

“Hey, babe?” Kirishima calls out, “You okay? You’ve kinda been in there a while…”

That same voice, chanting breathlessly above you, “I love you, I love you– f-fuck– I love you!”

Panic, cloying and sharp tears at you. You try to answer, tell him to leave you alone, that you need more time, but the words catch in your throat and all that comes out is a pitiful squeak and he knocks again, louder, more insistent and it’s too much.

They're gonna break down the door and hurt you again. Hot tears well up and spill down your cheeks with an audible sob, and you clutch at yourself tighter, willing them away–

“Babe? Talk to us, sweetheart, you’re making us worried.”

The door handle jiggles insistently, and you bury your face between your knees breathing rapidly, they’re gonna break it down, they’re gonna break it down, they’re gonna–

“Move, Kiri,” Bakugou snaps.

You don’t register the snap of the lock breaking or the frantic footsteps that approach, the harsh sound of your heaving gasps drowning out all else. Then suddenly there’s strong, muscular arms pulling you out from the water with a muffled curse.

It’s Kirishima who’s holding you, you realise as a flash of blond darts back behind you to turn the shower off. And it’s suffocating, the way he clutches at you, big hands running along your back, pulling you closer, holding you tighter, words of comfort you can’t hear over the pounding of your own heart spilling from his lips.

And then Bakugou’s face is filling your vision, the scowl on his face growing more pronounced as he studies you – shaking, teary, eyes wide and swimming with fear–

Something inside of you just gives and you don’t fight it when the darkness swallows you whole.

—

When you come to, you’re lying on something soft – a bed, you realise, but not your own. There’s an arm slung over your waist; corded with muscles, tan, covered in fine, golden hair and faint white scars; Bakugou’s.

Which means that the warm breath gently tickling at your neck must belong to him as well.

You’re not naked at least; a quick glance down at your body revealing they’d dressed you in one of your old tees and a pair of panties. You’re not sure whether that observation is supposed to calm or unnerve you; you’d rather be clothed than not, but the thought of your soulmates rifling through your things, dressing you while you were unconscious… is not a pleasant one.

“You’re awake.” It’s an observation, not a question. His voice is gruff, an edge of sleepiness clinging to the words, but it lacks the heat you’ve come to expect from the explosive Hero. He sounds comfortable almost – at least that’s the sense you get as his face presses up against the nape of your neck, his arm drawing you closer with a low groan.

Still, you haven’t uttered a sound.

It feels surreal, lying there in your captor’s arms – and he is your captor, soulmate or no, there’s no denying that fact anymore. There’s a part of you that realises that you should be panicking, kicking scratching and clawing because you don’t know where you are, but it’s certainly not your apartment and you definitely don’t want him touching you after what he’s already put you through.

But rather than the sheer, unrelenting panic that had gripped you before, it’s just… nothing. Dormant, lying simmering just below the surface, and you’re almost scared to draw breath, to shatter the sweet, tender facade between the two of you.

There’s no point in asking where you are, no point in demanding he let you go. They’ve shown you that what you want doesn’t matter here, so instead you ask the obvious question.

“Where’s Kirishima?”

Bakugou grunts, burrowing himself closer. It’s not cold in the room, but his bare skin burns like a furnace, just on the wrong side of comfortable. “Makin’ breakfast.”

Breakfast.

You swallow tightly, but Bakugou isn’t done.

“Scared the shit out of us, fainting like that,” he scoffs. “Should’a fuckin’ known you’d need us to come take care of you.”

His fingers, resting over your stomach, dip lower, sliding roughly beneath the hem of your panties as he grinds his hips along your ass. He’s hard already, you can feel every inch of it, long and thick pressing insistently up against you.

Shame and indignation flare up like a match struck, but before you can even open your mouth to snap a retort, Bakugou yanks his hand out of your underwear to stuff his fingers inside your mouth.

Your first instinct is to bite down, but the blond at your back just growls, “Suck,” and you’re not stupid enough to think that hurting him (or trying to at least) is going to stop what’s about to happen.

Or maybe you’re just scared to test exactly how far you can push them before they really hurt you.

Obediently, your tongue swirls around his thick digits, hollowing out your cheeks and earning a grunt of appreciation from your soulmate.

“Always thought that my soulmate was gonna be someone strong,” he mutters, his hips still rocking up against yours. “Somebody who could keep up with Kiri ‘n me, hold their own in a fight. Never thought you’d be some weak as shit, quirkless little cry-baby.”

It stings more than it has any right to.

Slowly, his fingers slide from your lips, a long, thin glistening strand of saliva connecting the two. It’s hard to fight the whine that escapes you as they return to your pussy, angrily shoving aside your panties before thinking better of it and ripping them off of you completely. The warm puff of breath that ghosts across your skin sends shivers down your spine, and though you can’t see his face when he speaks next you can tell that he’s grinning.

“But fuck, sweetheart, you’re goddamn perfect – everythin’ we didn’t know we needed.”

He kisses you as his index and middle fingers plunge eagerly into your cunt, not the rough, biting kisses he’d gifted you with the night before, no. These are almost tender, sweet – or at least as sweet as a monster like Bakugou is capable of – entirely at odds with way his calloused fingers curl inside of you, fucking you, stretching you out while he cruelly thumbs at your clit.

Katsuki wants you strung out and whining for him. For Kirishima.

He wants you helpless.

“We’re gonna keep you nice ‘n safe, baby. Won’t have to worry about a goddamn fucking thing ‘cept keepin’ your soulmates happy.”

It sounds more like the passing of a sentence than a reassurance, but you can’t tell him that you don’t want this. He knows – he has to by now. He just doesn't care.

You don’t hear it when Kiri comes back, not when Bakugou’s sucking at your neck, your pussy throbbing with need as his fingers drive relentlessly into you, hitting your g-spot with every flick of his wrist.

You might not have noticed the redhead lingering in the doorway, his cock tenting in his pants, eyes dark and glazed over as he watches the show unfolding before him, but Bakugou certainly does.

“Oi, shitty hair. You just gonna stand there and watch or are you actually gonna fucking do something?” His voice is rough and a little breathless, closer to a growl than speech – it makes your gut clench, a shiver run down along your spine.

When your eyes finally do meet Kirishima’s, your heart squeezes, your stomach flipping. Kirishima’s staring at you like a wolf readying itself to pounce, like he wants to devour every inch of you and savour the taste.

He grins widely, pink tongue darting out to lick his lips.

Bakugou’s the one with the bad reputation – as explosive as his quirk, brash at the best of times and overly aggressive even with his friends – you have every reason to be terrified of him, even before he broke into your home to take you.

Kirishima might be kinder, gentler with his touches (at least, he tries to be), but you’re a fool if you think you’re any safer with the redhead.

“Thought you said you were gonna wait,” he says, advancing towards the two of you as he kicks out of his shorts, but the grin on his face doesn’t waver for a second. He’s not nearly as put out as he pretends. “I could hear the pretty little thing moaning all the way in the kitchen.”

Shame would be enough to flood your cheeks with heat, but it’s the sight of Kiri’s cock, flushed an angry red, veiny and thick, hanging heavy between his muscular thighs that does the job. The spit in your mouth dries, your heart thumping unevenly even as pleasure pools in your gut courtesy of Bakugou’s attention. You let out a sharp shriek as he quickens his pace, one hand reaching to grab at his wrist, the other clutching desperately for purchase at the bedsheets, but it’s not enough.

Heat burns at your core, and unwittingly, you find your hips bucking up against him, fervently searching for more.

At your back, the blond chuckles, you feel the deep vibrations echoing through your chest, “Yeah, well you were taking too long.”

There might be more that he says, but at that moment he slides a third finger into your dripping cunt, calloused fingertips slamming against your tight, gummy walls and you’re robbed of the ability to think.

Your first orgasm hits you like a tidal wave, the building pleasure snapping like an elastic band stretched too far. A strangled moan slips out of your lips, and you don’t even notice the teeth sinking into your shoulder, Bakugou once more staking his claim as you cum for him. You quiver and quake in his grip, your cunt tightening around his digits and sucking them in further with a lewd squelching sound that you might be more embarrassed about if you could focus on anything but the pleasurable aftershocks of your peak.

All the while, Kirishima drinks you in, salivating at the sight of your drooling, fucked out expression, the syrupy slick that’s all but dripping out around Bakugou’s thick fingers, still stuffed deep inside of your pussy.

And maybe if he were a better man, he might allow you a moment to breathe and hurtle back down to earth, but patience has never been a virtue of his. He lunges forward faster than a man of his size has any right to, jumping onto the bed and all but tearing you out of Bakugou’s hold. You’re still reeling, panting and sore and dizzy with pleasure as Kirishima’s lips crash against yours, stealing what little breath you have left in a burning kiss.

Your attention’s caught on the way his tongue’s sliding against yours, trying to coax you into kissing back, the sharp, minty taste of him – you miss the way he grasps at his flushed, leaking cock, dragging it along your puffy slit. You miss the sound of Bakugou shedding his own pants.

You’re still weakly trying to push at his chest when Kiri slides his cock into your warm, welcoming cunt, his low, guttural moan lost to your lips. And despite Bakugou’s attempts at preparing you, it still burns, the sheer girth of his fat cock filling you up and stretching you uncomfortably. Tears sting at your eyes, a whimper catching in your throat as he hums in pleasure, grabbing your hips and pulling you closer, impaling you further onto his length.

Yet you’re not given a moment to accommodate the massive cock inside of you – not as you feel another blunt, flushed cockhead pressing up against your already stuffed pussy. Realisation hits a moment too late, your face blanching, your heart skipping a beat as panic – sheer panic – chokes at you.

You try to push back from Kiri’s embrace, only to feel Bakugou once again pressing up against your back, trapping you between them. You squirm in vain, trying to kick and push, fighting even as the blond’s cock, not as girthy as Kirishima’s but still far too big for you to take with Kiri still inside of you, starts to force its way into your plush, velvety walls.

“F-fuck, she’s tight,” he grunts as you arch up against Kiri, your tits, still covered by your thin, cotton tee, squishing up against his bare chest in an attempt to writhe away from the overwhelming feeling of fullness, the burning, stinging, throbbing pain between your legs.

But your soulmates are far from considerate, not even as you start to wail, your nails raking down the redhead’s broad shoulders.

“Your pussy’s a fuckin’ dream,” he continues, swearing with a hiss as he finally bottoms out.

It’s too much, you feel like you’re being split in two. Every twitch and throb of their dicks, every vein, every inch of them is pressed too tightly against you, your walls struggling to take them both. It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, oh god it hurts so fucking bad, but neither one of them care as you start to sob–

No, Kiri just kisses away your tears, taking your face in his large hands and cooing sweetly when you beg them through gasping, heaving sobs to stop.

“You’re doing so good for us, baby. Look how well you’re taking our cocks – it’s like you were made for us,” he laughs at his own stupid joke, and all you can focus on is the pain as he starts to draw his hips back, your oversensitive walls screaming in protest. “We’re gonna make you feel so fucking amazing, just wait.”

And it’s not his wide, beaming grin that shatters you, or even the hunger blazing in those crimson depths. It’s not Bakugou panting at your back, his hands coming up to shove your top up so he can palm greedily at your tits, or even the lewd almost feral sounds the explosion Hero’s making as he and Kirishima settle into a maddening rhythm, not allowing you a moment to catch your breath and steady yourself as they fuck you.

No, it’s the sheer, feverish love you can see written across his face clear as day, the softness with which he holds you, even as he chases his own pleasure.

This is their version of love, and you – quirkless, weak as shit and entirely at their mercy – have no hope in hell of escaping it.

#yandere bnha #yandere bakugo katsuki #yandere kirishima eijiro #yandere bakugou katuski x reader #yandere kirishima eijiro x reader #yandere bakugou x reader #yandere kirishima x reader #tw non con #tw kidnapping #tw blood #it's like one mention but still #me posting this when my dash is dead instead of at 2am #more likely than you think

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imjustmarcy · 3 years

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Anon isn't allowed fsr but I would like to know your opinion on Chap 299 and Hawks's character rn.

Also I am still standing on that DabiHawks Childhood Friends hill while everybody else left... Haha...help me.

*Deep breath*... I have plenty to say about that. First off, Hawks deserves all the hugs in the world. Second, here comes the rant.

I'm not all that sure where Hori will take his story next, but it is implied that he is free from the Comission now, and that he intents to help Endeavor. Bby has always been an Endeavor fanboy, but although he knows now Endeavor abused his family like his parents abused him, he's still willing to help, because Endeavor was the one who saved him by arresting his father, and I guess Hawks believes he's changed too. I mean I guess I do get where the ppl saying Hawks is excusing Endeavor's abuse is coming from as well, but let's not forget Hawks himself is a victim of domestic abuse (and probably abuse from the Commission as well, although so far we know he's only confirmed to have started training incredibly early on as a kid, we don't know much else about how he was treated by the HPSC), and I mean... It's not weird for victims to try an 'excuse' abusers, I can tell you I've done it, but I still don't think that's it. He really believes Endeavor has changed, even says so himself, that "Even if what Dabi said it's true, I'm sure the Todoroki household... It's not like that anymore."

Hawks is very observing, and let's not forget there was a Shoto flashback at the end of this chapter as well, he can tell Endeavor has changed, or is trying to change, judged by how he's seen him acting (like him giving that kid his autograph) and when he briefly saw Shoto with Endeavor.

(Now we're not going to get into what I personally think about Endeavor's redemption, because that's a whole other post of it's own).

So... Yeah, I'm glad we got his backstory, and like he said, he wants to be like Twice (🥺) and actually help people, starting by Endeavor. Also I'm glad that he mentions that he's finally free from the Commission, gives my heart a little bit of happiness. I will forever be a Hawks stan, murder and all be dammed, lol. I think he's a very complex, interesting character.

And don't worry luv, I'll die on this hill with you. Horikoshi can rip childhood friends DabiHawks from my cold, dead hands.

#bnha 299 #bnha spoilers #takami keigo #bnha #bnha hawks #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #endeavor #My opinion I guess #Sorry if this makes no sense I'm sleep deprived and it's almost 2am #Anyway #Baby Hawks owns my heart #Me every times Hawks shows up: I just think he's neat

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cielcius · 3 years

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HC: BNHA in Jujutsu Kaisen

Includes: Bakugou, Hawks, Mina, Shinsou, & Todoroki

A/N yes i am working on requests 😔

Warnings: none

Prototype Bakugou or Midoriya as Itadori. honestly i would only have prototype Bakugou as Itadori bc yk both Itadori and Sukuna basically look the same from sharing a body (not that i’m complaining) but Midoriya also works bc both him and Itadori are both really cute and hard working and they both wanna become powerful and they got the “EAT THIS” vibes goin for them

Cannon Bakugou as Sukuna. i’m ngl i saw a tiktok of this and i said oh yes 👀 i approve. feral boys who wants everybody to die but we all know Bakugou would never (i mean all u gotta do is tell him that he was the one who ended all might and next thing yk he’s bawlin on the floor). but i love both of them very much even though i really shouldn’t <3

Hawks as Gojo. idk i feel like they’ll both tease the shit out of anybody if the opportunity is ever presented. but at the same time they’re both crazy powerful. playful boys <3 oh and uh, have you seen them 👀 like damn

Mina as Nobara. at first they don’t really seem similar but i feel like they’re actually both really playful and cheesy. they both like their fun but can become serious when it’s needed in battle. best girls hehe

Todoroki as Fushiguro. angsty boys with daddy issues you cannot tell me otherwise. also, emo vibes but everybody loves them because they’re actually soft bbys who are touched starved

Shinsou as Inumaki. i like to think i’m big brain for thinking of this (no kate stop it: 🤜🤕🧎🏻‍♀️) anyways... for both of them, their power comes from their voice but the other times when they’re not fighting, they’re both soft bbys

#bnha #mha #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #boku no hero academia #bakugou katsuki #midoriya izuku #takami keigo #mina ashido #shinsou hitoshi #todoroki shouto #vi’s scribbles #tea stained letters 🍵

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occasionallyish--archive · 3 years

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HEYYYYY, i jus finished the first episode of BNHA season 5~ I would binge-watch it but unfortunately Hulu only has that first episode, out, so far anyway this post is gonna have some like spoilers for all that, ranging from minor to major

THAT SAID! y’all,,,

Y’ALL

OK SO THE OPENING SEQUENCE LOVE IT SO MUCH SO MUCH THE FOCUS ON MY BBY TOSHI <3333333 AND YUUGa UGh

LOVE THEM SM

AND THE CLSOING SEQUENCE HOLY HELL DID YOU WATC HTI SO GOOD SO GODODDK:LDISJAKLFDLKGFNL

BROS BEING BROS ISTG

AND SERO TODOROKI INTERACTIONS

LOVE

LOVE THEM

ZCBK;LJXSNAMKDLBVJNMLM,MA,

ALSO YAOYOROZU AOYAMA INTERACTIONS

YE ESD;OUKHSaj:ldk;KNM, THEY WOUDL BE SU H GOOD FRINED

I STRWART

LOVE IUT

ok and abt the actual content of the episode, itself:

they made todoroki so pretty,,, very pretty. they also did smth about deku that i can’t quite put my finger on, but i think it might be a nice chance ykyk?

and then ahhhh

yknow those parts when they recapped everybody’s quirks? i especially love shoji’s, mineta’s(TSUKOYAMI, THROW ME adfjsklfk it was so funny to me), and iida’s. and don’t get me wrong, iida’s very cool and i 100% love the range of his personality, but when it stilled in on him i couldn’t not focus on how tsu and satou looked on that cart thing

anywhooo later on

i remember seeing this manga cap (manga spoilers ig, i haven’t caught up on manga like all tho lol) with todo slurping his soba, looking at endeavor all “nasty scar you got that” and i was 100% i didnt get to see that yet

hopefully that does happen tho when endeavor recovers lol, would love to see that scene in good ol hd animation

also

HAWKS

OK HAWKS PRETTY MAN LOVELY MAN

UGHDKSJKLJFSAUGGHGHGHHGHGHHG

and dabs

love him

that scene with him

chefs kiss

beautiful bacon man

DABS

DABS HAWKS INTERACTION MMMMM BEEN WAITING FOR THSI

YES

so anyway, by the end of the episode, i was ready to cry, laughed way way much

#caps #tw caps #caps tw #bnha #bnisha 2021 #mha #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #bnha season five #mha season five

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katoptrjs · 5 years

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Why I’m a Slytherin

I do most things for my own benefit, and I’m not afraid to admit that.

I never admit my faults though: “lol wtf i didn’t do that?/&/)1”

I’m nice to e v e r y b o d y. I’ll only be rude if you insult me. No insults = great friendship!!

I’m honest with my friends when they need it, but also comforting when I can tell they’re hurting.

I’m strangely interested in the mentally ill/disturbed?? Apparently that’s a common trait for Slytherins

I work smart, not just hard

I’m self-centered but I won’t admit it lol

I plan bomb-ass surprise parties

I freak out when something doesn’t go my way, because I’ve worked so hard (most of the time)

I remember things about my friends. Small things.

I have many passions and ambitions, and overwhelm myself with plans for the future sometimes

I fight for the people I love, and let go of the toxic people in my life. Even if it takes a while

Random creative stories, life plans and bucketlists come up in my mind at, like, 3 am

I unintentionally flirt with others... or intentionally, because I’m strange like that

I have so many inside jokes with my friends

I have creative-ass insults

r e v e n g e

I’m a great leader, but I often feel like I have too much responsibility on my shoulders

I break the rules, but only the stupid-ass ones. With caution, too

“what the fuck even is sleep”

I tend to push the limits to see how much I can get away with

Some of my closest friends don’t even know the shit I’ve done

I glance at people who are crying, and then walk away usually

I sit down, and just decide to be in a bad mood

I insult people (anybody, doesn’t matter) unintentionally, or even intentionally, if I’m mad

I stand up for MYSELF.

I’m living on this Earth for me, me and only me. If me and my friend are both dying, you already know I’m picking myself to save and leaving my friend there lol bye (i’d regret it though)

I believe I’m not good enough, but don’t tell anyone

The last pizza slice/cookie is mine. MINE BITCH

I fear rejection a fuck ton. I often feel like I’m not good enough, or that somebody would pick another over me, just ‘because’

I usually do things because people say I can’t, or because I know I’ll excel at it

I have more house pride than I do pride for anything else

I will 100% be salty to anybody if I’m not in the mood— even my friends

I won’t forgive you until you dealt with same pain I did

Respect is earned, not given away

I’ll break all your bones if you fuck with me or my friends

I’ll be nice, but just get to know me and I’ll annoy you soon enough lmao

“fuck, i didn’t study, can i copy your test answers later?”

^^ or, “i studied, but i forgot everything???”

I SWEAR SO FUCKING MUCH AND EVERYONE HATES IT SHITSHITSHIT

I couldn’t give less of a cowshit about the people who dislike me; that’s their fault

^^ but at the same time, I’m scared of people rejecting me, especially if I’ve warmed up to them, or if they didn’t even give me a chance

I talk out loud to myself sometimes

I’m stubborn (or persistent, if you will), and I usually don’t care who I’m affecting to get what I want

I love writing and playing the piano

Music is fucking therapy bro

My friends’ happiness is mine, but their success is my jealousy

^^ but I can also be your biggest cheerleader when you’re pursuing your dream

I act underhandedly. teehee

Not only do I want to be on top, I want to prevent others from getting there, too

When someone asks me what I want to be when I grow up, my answer is the same as it was when I was 5

I hate when people say “you don’t understand” to me

Saying “fuck this” after not understanding something, but never crying over it

Having abusive parents, but dealing with it. Never crying.

Making friends with somebody because they seem “like me”

Laughing slightly at other people’s problems when they rant to me. Only when it’s honestly stupid, though

I shower at fucking 10pm!!

I roll my eyes more than I breathe

I fight hard in arguments, and even harder when I know I’m wrong. Yes, wrong.

I either work all night on something, or don’t start it at all

I stand up for my friends when someone is doing them wrong

I’m a good listener when it comes to people’s problems, not ideas

I only keep my own secrets

I share people’s secrets to know others’

I hear more peoples’ secrets without revealing any of mine

Being angry for 2037281 fucking years after not getting what I want

“Do you swear? Because I do. Are you comfortable with that?”

LYING M A S T E R.

I come up with excuses, not apologies

I’ll shoot excuses at you until you believe I’m not guilty (when I really am)

I’m genuinely proud of my accomplishments

I hate being alone. I hate it. So fucking much. I need my beautiful friends in my life.

Ignorant people annoy me. They ask a dumb question, when the answer is obvious.

I can forgive, but I don’t forget. Ever. Who’s to say somebody won’t do the same mistake again?

Being envied high-key makes me happy, shit

I put so much work and effort into something I know people will be reacting to, so I can earn their praise

I can tell if somebody is lying right away

I’m a slut for (envious) compliments, and will push myself to get them

I talk about my problems, and then stop halfway through, because I think the person who’s listening thinks I’m boring/annoying them

“it’s okay. i want to die. but i mean, it’s okay”

I insult people more than usual when they’re not doing things the way I want them to. It’s normally as a joke, but the insult’s pretty harsh

“no one gives a shit about school.”

Not clapping for people I’m jealous of after they share something, because I ‘don’t think they deserve it’

I WILL NEVER ADMIT TO JEALOUSY

I’m the mom friend. But, the mom that tells others your secrets. Or, the mom that watches you like a hawk to ensure that you’re okay

I have just as much confidence as a Gryffindor, but for confrontation, not stupid things

If I want things done the right way, they’ll be done my way

I often say “shut up” to people when I have a really good point to make

I take advantage of others sometimes. But I do it so well that they don’t even notice.

I only work with others when I know I can’t do it by myself

I do things to people just to see them cry or get upset if I’m mad at them

Being pitied lets me get what I want. That’s why I act upset often

“Are you okay?”

(Me) “I’m fine”

(Me) “But, this one bitch said—“

I’ll probably tell you if you’re boring me

I’m charming, ngl. Like, everybody that I’ve liked has fucking liked me back. Wow

I’m still a good friend. When I feel like I’m slipping away from my friends, I’ll hang around them more, and let my guard down

^^ I don’t do that to continue hearing their secrets or whatever, but because I genuinely love them

My alignment is ‘neutral evil’ yeet

Laughing at someone who falls or messes up with their words, because their reaction is funny

I think of comebacks before I fucking cream someone in a roast battle

My arguments usually end with me saying: “it doesn’t matter what you fucking think anyway, you know you’re wrong.” or just simply “sure. fuck you.”

Emotional friends? I usually roll my eyes when they walk up to me, tears streaming down their face. I make sure they don’t see my reaction, though

HAVE I MENTIONED THAT I’M MANIPULATIVE

I even ruin my fucking family’s day because I don’t get what I want from them

I want a tattoo. I will get a tattoo.

I gossip so goddamn much, but I cripple whenever I hear somebody talking about me badly

My first thought when someone upsets me is: “Kill them” lol bye

I don’t want power, I want the envy of others from having it.

I’m physical. Especially to the people I like

I’m a loyal friend, and often give my closest friends second chances. More than two, actually

I like coffee. Like

I have dark, straight hair

I’m so good at getting what I want, I even surprise myself

I do things to please others, because again, I fear rejection

I’m a different person when I’m alone— I can be more emotional

I’m more fun when I’m with others

I only cry when I have to

I turn everything into a competition; “she got applause? i’ll make sure that i get more.”

Green and silver aren’t my favourite colours, but I’m willing to say they are, because: house pride, baby

When manipulating people, if I ever feel bad, I’ll continue to manipulate them, because I’m too close to getting what I want to give up. << That makes me sound sociopathic, but if it’s a friend, I’ll most likely stop. Most likely

I tend to think of myself above others sometimes... oops

I let my guard down when I’m tired.

I’ve always feared being bullied, or being ‘not good enough’

Ya girl has fucking eye bags and pimples but doesn’t give a shit about them!!

^^ (yes I do)

I swear in front of friends who don’t like swearing, and then repeatedly say: “i didn’t say ‘fuck’, i said ‘frick’!” AND NOT NOTICING I JUST SWORE AGAIN LMFAO

I insulted these little kids hardcore once, just to earn laughs from my friends!/&2!:2 (they did it too, though)

“i don’t care if i’ve said it already, i’ll say it a-fucking-gain until you understand”

My parents are both Slytherins

I come up with a lot of ‘what if’ situations, and come up with the absolute worst thoughts

Scary movies are cool, but not when I’m alone

My dumbass lowkey laughs at scary shit sometimes

I TALK SO FAST BECAUSE I HAVE SO MUCH SHIT TO SAY

“welcome to my world, it’s called ‘i don’t give a fuck about you or your feelings’ ... ‘but if you’re my friend i’ll make sure you’re safe and happy bby’

I either comfort my friend when they’re sad to ensure that they’ll be okay after, or just leave them there to deal with it by themselves

I care about my friends feelings, and I want to make them (especially) laugh when they’re upset

Everything. I. Do. Is. For. My. Own. Benefit

I won’t admit that I like something because I don’t want to like something that a person I don’t like, likes (does that make sense?! who fucking cares lol)

I insult my friends more than others, because I think they can deal with it better

I make a good first impression, wanting to please people, because I fear rejection lolol

Water is a beautiful thing, and even though I can’t swim (lolol fuck) I love going to the beach and staying in the shallow end yeehaw

I overreact about something someone said/did because I’ve been wanting to snap at them all day

I’m chivalours, boi

“fucking hell, i dropped my fatass water bottle. shit.”

If someone drops something, I’ll stare at it until another person picks it up, instead of me picking it up

I’ll do nice things, because I’m not an *coughs* animal! I’m not all bad, yk

I’m popular. Are you jealous yet? LOL XD M8

When my friend tells me to do something, I’ll tell someone else to do it for me. Unless it’s something easy

I have second thoughts about being in Slytherin sometimes, and take the Pottermore quiz again, just to ensure myself

“lin, that’s unsafe”

“i know. that’s why i’m doing it”

I’m the most inappropriate, rude, dirty-minded, potty-mouthed of all my friends

I quote vines or people I love daily

Meeting my idols is huge for me, because I look up to them so fucking much

I don’t try out for certain teams because I know I’ll humiliate myself. I won’t say that’s the reason, though

I get ready for myself. I don’t care how shitty you think I look, because I think I look great, bitch

Doing something repeatedly after someone tells me I’m doing it wrong, or to stop doing it

“i can’t do it? watch me, asshole”

I’m always giving people attitude, sometimes unintentionally

I respect my teachers, because I don’t want to get in trouble. I just insult them quietly. Hardcore insults, though.

I fight for things I’m passionate about, and I’m not afraid to stand up for it even if I’m the only one supporting it

I won’t quit an argument until the other person admits that they’re wrong

I’m good at finding things (out)

I will purposely say: “they’re mad at me. but i don’t give a shit” to somebody, when my friend who’s mad at me is around

I do embarrassing things, and when I’m caught, I try not to show my embarrassment

I deal so well with pain, that you wouldn’t even know I was going through any if you looked at me

I don’t filter what I say. People don’t deserve the sugar-coated version of my insult

“i’m not rude, people are just too soft.”

Yes, I regret things. Yes, I apologize. Yes, I’m kind. But only to my friends, and anyone else whom I love with all of my heart

I guess you could say I pick my friends wisely

I struggle alone, hey hey hey!

I tell people the sugar-coated version of my problems, because I know if I told them the real version, they would call the police to take me to a new home or something

I know when to not do something, because I think about what would happen in the future

I know when to end a friendship, because it’s not benefiting me, mentally

I don’t feel bad when I’ve hurt people’s feelings when the insult really wasn’t that rude

I don’t really like learning, but I do when it’ll get me somewhere I want to be

#slytherinmemes #slytherin #slytherin things #slytherin traits #being a slytherin

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redgentleman-ffxiv · 5 years

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🔥 Unpopular opinion about your muse?

Uh. Let's see...what isn't popular with him?

Uh, it's assumed by everybody that he's handsome behind his mask? All I gotta say to that is a big 'that's subjective' cuz I never honestly think about whether he is or isn't. He has his healed acid burn marks that I don't think make him look NICE but that's hard to translate with his model ingame (and also in writing because I am just a bby and don't wanna Google 'acid burns' okay). I think he has 'happy' eyes, a bright smile, and a severe hawk-like stare when he isn't smiling which kind of makes him look intense, and that's all I got in the 'he has some attractive features' boat. The man is a normal wiggly nerd outside of that.

Also the unpopular opinion might be that I call him a fool, he acts like a fool, and people ICly and oocly call him a fool, but no surprise--he's a smart little shit. An intelligent fucker. An actual chemistry master's degree from Harvard nerd. I'm just an idiot, you see, and fail to make him smart. It's me you guys, I've failed my son.

#OOC

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ravensfreckles · 4 years

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i was tagged by @anna-hawk to do that url song thingy thing, thank you bby! i tag @djaqsscarlett @slavictear @romanticmoonchild @alrightsnaps

Rabbit Heart (Raise it Up) - FATM

Alaska - BANKS

Velvet - Kirby

Episode - Gallant

Never the Right Time - Janine

Shameless - Tyler Glenn

Faith - The Weeknd