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amourlyns · 2 months

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hey. I already made a request, but if you have a limit you can scrap that one.

My cat has been gone for 3 days (shes never been gone this long, shes an in door cat). We just got a ton of snow and I just overheard my parents saying they think the neighbor did something to her. I've had her since I was 11 and she means so much to me. I've been having a hard time having any sort of fun with my family for the holiday season and if you could I could really use any windbreaker characters of your choice comforting reader about that scenario?

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✧ 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕: a jealous owen, reminding you that you’re his forever and always. after hearing a fan compliment you after one of his races.

✧ 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔: none

✧ 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒔: owen uses a lot of praise, but he’s also getting his ego fed bc he’s a brat. insane by summer walker was on repeat ngl + imagine that one video of asap hearing riri’s laugh. 😭i’m sorry to hear about your cat!! i hope yall found her in the end. hopefully this fic helps.

⟡ ⠀ | Owen Knight is not insane, you know that and he knows that. So, why is he hearing your voice ? And why does it ring out so clearly in the stadium ? You’re supposed to be in the UK.

Korea wasn’t going to work with you schedule, he knew that and begrudgingly accepted it. So who the fuck is making you laugh and giggle like that? Yeah, he won the race but at what cost ? Where is his baby at—

There you are.

Now you don’t see him, but you could definitely feel his gaze on you, he knows you can. So why aren’t you looking at him? The race was over— and you came to Korea just for him.

So why was another man hogging your attention ? You didn’t even seem remotely interested. Your eyes eventually meet with Owen’s, a smile graces your lips. You’re already making hasty strides in his direction.

Even though all of your attention is on Owen now, his stare still lingers on the man you were talking to moments ago. Owen was always transparent about his feelings, you could read him like a book. He was vocal, and if he was thrown off by something? He would make it known.

He starts it off slow, discussing your appearance in Korea and what a lovely surprise it is, it really was of course. So there was no lie there, but he does mention the man you were talking to before.

❛ Why did you sit closer, baby? ❜ Owen pouts, jutting out his lower lip. You place a quick peck on his lips, cupping his cheeks and chuckling at his own behavior. He’s such a drama king, you’re not quite sure how you manage, especially with him.

❛ Owen, sweetheart I’m only here for you. And you only, so why are you worried? Hm? ❜ He flushes at this, maintaining eye contact. A hand reached out towards your wrist, sending soft kisses around your finger tips. ❛ I deserve all your attention, you know it. ❜

Your practically beats out of your chest, it takes you a moment to remember you two are in a very public space. And he didn’t mind the PDA at all? ❛ Owen, slow down. ❜ It comes out much more softer than intended, he stops. Looking at you with wide expecting eyes. What’s next?

❛ Did he say anything? ❜ Owen huffs, pushing further into your personal space. A smiles graced your lips at his intensity, he is so in love. Isn’t he? ❛ The guy complimented my shirt, he knew I was supporting you. ❜ You’ve obviously struck a nerve.

Owen scowls, pursing his lips at the thought of some stranger complimenting you. Despite the shirt and all. ❛ And that was seriously it? But he was staring at you for so long— ❜ Lips find purchase on his. Quickly silencing Owen in the most effective way.

He’s already asking for another by the time you’re backing up. Trailing you like a lost puppy dog. You let him, of course. Telling him to pack up so you can cuddle at home and enjoy each others company. He’s already agreeing—

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melsuki · 2 years

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𝐚 𝐩𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 paramedic!reader x prohero!bakugo

a/n: happy birthday the love of my life, the light of my mornings, and the stars of my dusk @kiyelle ! i'm posting this a lil earlier, but i hope you have an amazing birthday sweetheart; i'm so glad we're close and i can't wait to visit you in paris and go to the olympics with you <33 tw. blood, injuries, swearing, hospitals, needle mention

bakugo’s back slammed into a wall, and his head snapped backward, knocking against the concrete. blood ran down his forehead into his eyes, clouding his vision into a blur of red.

heaving in an agonising breath, bakugo ran through every situation and possible action available. his injuries were bad but the villain wasn’t in the greatest shape either; bakugo wasn’t going to let himself reach this level of damage without bringing them down with him too. so if he could just get the fuck up, he could finally crush the pesky bastard into a bloody pulp.

but just as his hands began warming up, through the ringing of his ears bakugo heard muted sounds of a fight starting up again behind the screen of smoke. his hands went cold. there weren’t any other heroes on duty nearby, and if they were, they definitely weren't strong enough to take on this calibre of villain.

bakugo gritted his teeth, and cursed at whichever dumb extra came and interrupted the battle, adding on another risk factor that bakugo has to keep in mind.

“stay still.” a stern voice came from beside him, and bakugo started, head whipping to the source of the voice.

“i said stay still.” you punctuated with a snarl. “you’re critically injured. stay down. shoto is here and taking care of the villain.”

he recognised you. even through the crimson blurring his vision and even through the ringing in the ears, he recognised you. and his blood boiled at the sight.

“i’m fine.” bakugo snapped, jerking himself away from your precise hands assessing his injuries. the sudden movement elicited a hiss, a stabbing pain blooming in his chest.

“no, dynamight.” you always say his name with such venom. each syllable like a slap to his face. “you’re not. several ribs broken, possibly a punctured lung, a dislocated shoulder, and a concussion are only just some of your injuries.”

bakugo clenched his jaw and his ruby eyes burned into your own obstinate ones. he knew each and every thing you said was correct and his nostrils flared at the thought.

“so shut the fuck up, let me do my work, and you can go on your merry way as fast as possible because trust me, we all want that. got it?” you stare at him, a brow raised just waiting for him to combat your words.

if icy hot truly was here, then in reality, the battle was already over. bakugo was sure all civilians were evacuated, and that the villain was damaged just enough that one more grapple would have ended it.

“hurry up shitty woman.” his eyes tore from yours, and he looked forward, refusing to acknowledge you. as soon as he gave his consent, you started working, hands moving with a practised fluency. he respected your skills and what you did, but bakugo didn’t miss (and definitely didn’t appreciate) the colourful mumbling underneath your breath, most likely aimed at him.

as you tried to staunch the blood loss from the various gashes that you could see on his body, you could tell he was losing blood worryingly fast. his eyes, however razor focused they usually were when you would watch him on the television, were losing focus, and his pupils were dilated, the inky blank eating up the burning crimson.

“dynamight.” you make eye contact. “the ambulance is right around the corner. my colleagues know our location and are coming with a stretcher and you’ll be in a hospital in no time.” you speak clearly and concisely, gently guiding him to lay down on his back, and preparing a tourniquet. “just focus on your breathing.”

his laboured breaths grew rhythmic, and his eyes fluttered to a close. as his vision grew black, he could hear your voice calling over more paramedics, and as he lost consciousness the last thing he felt was the cool gentle touch of your palm on his forehead, pushing back the blonde strands stuck to his sweaty skin.

the ringing in his ears were dull now. his head felt like it was stuffed full of cotton, and he could barely feel his limbs. bakugo tried to sit up with a grunt, but was immediately shut down with a firm hand to his chest. “nu-uh, you’re not going anywhere. especially not with those injuries.”

bakugo prepared to bare his teeth at whoever dared to stop him, but as his eyes laid on you, his eyebrows shot up in surprise. you didn't usually stay with him until he woke up. usually you just storm into the aftermath of his battles, and cuss at him until he stands down to let you treat him. that doesn’t always work, unfortunately for you. but when he does, you just leave and disappear as quickly as you came.

“the hell are you doing here?” bakugo rasps, each breath still a symphony of pain.

“making sure my patient is ok.” you cross your arms, eyes drifting over to look outside the window beside his hospital bed. “you were pretty wrecked by that villain. got me worried for a second there.” you frowned, and bakugo noticed the stiffness in your posture.

he coughed out a breath of laughter. “as if i would let some puny shit-stain of a villain like that take me down.”

at those words, a burst of laughter erupted from you, and bakugo paused. he doesn’t think he’s ever heard you laugh like that before. maybe the rare exhale of air from your nose as he swears at you from your many previous encounters, but never like this.

“that’s true.” you concede, and get up from where you were sat next to him. bakugo’s ruby eyes track your every movement as you go to slide open the door of his ward “I’ll go get your nurse. try not to scare them off-“

“thank you.”

you freeze, you’re hand resting light against the doorhandle. you had to question whether you imagined hearing those words as you turn to look at the bed ridden pro hero.

“sorry?”

“you heard me.” bakugo looked stonily ahead of him, refusing to meet your eyes.

a smile crept on to your lips. so he finally decided to show some gratitude; it only took him about three life or death situations. oh, you were going to remember this for a very very long time. and by the grimaced look on his face, he knew exactly that.

“hm sorry dynamight,” his jaw clenched and his fists tightened at the way you said his name. “i didn’t quite catch that.” you hum tapping a finger against your chin comically with the most infuriating smile bakugo has ever seen.

“get your hearing checked then dipshit i’m not repeating myself.”

“that what you say to the person who saved your life?”

“i already said thank you now fuck off.”

you laugh softly to yourself; even when in a hospital bed, completely immobile with countless tubes and needles stuck inside of him is he still an annoying brat.

“don’t miss me too much.” you give him a two finger salute, and as you turn to leave, you just miss the ruby stare that flick over to you, and linger even as the door slides to a close.

a/n: ok so ik im on a writing hiatus but shush don't say anything

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ffsg0jo · 2 years

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[13:23] - MIYA ATSUMU -- masterlist

‘raise your voice at me again atsumu,’ you said calmly, way too calmly, painfully aware of all his teammates cautiously watching on from the sidelines, trying to be as subtle as possible, but failing. ‘go on, i dare you.’ the confidence in your words being a huge contrast to your appearance, with your eyes watering and your figure shaking.

atsumu stood a few feet away from you, unblinking in shock, his mouth open and scathing remarks dying on his tongue. he didn't mean to shout or raise his voice at you. he didn't mean it at all. the stress from underperforming in practice and your unexpected arrival, trying to persuade him to have lunch with you had triggered something in atsumu that he didn't even know could be aimed at you.

he regrets every single syllable that had managed to sliver out of his mouth, and the shameful look on his teammates faced only heightened his guilt and shame.

all atsumu wanted to do was apologise and bury himself in your arms and warmth because today was not a good day for him. he had woken up late, just about had enough time to shower, missed breakfast and forgotten his lunch at home, which was why you had decided to make him an extra special, extra filling lunch for him to enjoy in your company.

but instead atsumu had thrown that back in your face by not only outright refusing you, but by embarrassing you in front of all his teammates as well. he knew you meant well, but he needed all the practise he could get if he was to make it to the starting line-up in the national team.

but he shouldn't have shouted at you like that. never in a million years.

tears had started outlining atsumu’s golden brown irises, out of sadness, frustration and hurt, all his emotions piling into one, as he stared at your crestfallen, teary face and wobbling lips.

‘i’m sorry,’ he whispers out, not trusting his own tongue to portray his true feelings. ‘i- i didn't mean it, i swear.’ you sniffled in response, his words doing little to soothe your embarrassment and hurt. he moves closer to you, gently cupping your face between his shaking palms, testing the waters and forcing your eyes to meet.

a tear drops from atsumu’s eyes and melts into your skin and you instinctively try to blink away your own. you wonder if things would be okay after this, after the things he had said.

but even with the blurriest of eyes, the earnestness in atsumu’s face, the regret and sorrow could not be mistaken. with a wobbly, teary smile, you reassure atsumu, that he was okay. you haven't forgiven him just yet and he’d have to work for it, but your relationship was okay. and that was enough for atsumu. he returns your wobbly, teary smile and reassures you, that he loves you and appreciates everything you do for him, promising to join you for lunch after he packs up.

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angelshimaa-archive · 2 years

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breaking up with shoto todoroki since he’s neglectful of the responsibilities he has in a relationship and no matter how many times he’s been told to try harder, he never does - and he only now seems to understand just what he had (and lost).

“please, i can try harder! i can be better, please, i didn’t understand, but i do now, i promise! everything can be perfect, it will be, please, just, don’t- don’t leave me”

warnings :: gn!reader, angst

it hurts because he does mean it this time.

promises of “i can do better— i will be better” spill out of his mouth so much they could form oceans. yet, because you’ve heard it so many times— because you’ve waded through these waters so many times— they’re unlikely to move you.

it hurts because you want him to mean it this time.

you can’t forget that you loved him. maybe that’s why you stayed as long as you did, why you forgave as long as you did. that knowing of loving him, of having had loved him— almost second nature to you— begs almost as much as he does for you to stay.

it hurts because you can’t trust that he means it this time.

yes, he wants you to. so badly it numbs every other feeling he has, so badly it leaves his nerves in shock, hands trembling a little as he reaches for you.

yes, you want to. so badly it tugs at you painfully, threatening to damage you more than being abandoned by him has.

that’s exactly why you have to leave.

the reality hits him with such force it almost gives him whiplash, and all he can do is watch you turn your back on his trembling hand, the same hand you know you would’ve taken had he realised sooner. had he learned sooner. had he listened sooner.

shoto can’t do anything but watch as you walk out of the room, of the house, on him— yet he knows he walked out first a long time ago.

and it hurts because he knows you can’t walk back because he promises to.

it hurts because he knows it’s not enough this time.

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serxeinxx · 2 years

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[1:17 p.m] - itadori yuuji ; a drabble

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"Y/n! Braid my hair please!" Your friends asked you. You were sitting casually on the chair with your feet on the desk. People might say it's not feminine of a girl to sit like a man. Fuck that, you didn't care at all. You groaned loudly.

It is not that you hated doing that, you have those times that you just don't feel like doing it. "Fine, but you three gotta treat me snacks after class." You replied. They immediately sat down in the vacant seats beside you.

Your classroom has its islands, in every different friend group. The boys, playing mobile games besides the window, the other girls sleeping in the front, and the others were absent or skipped class, it was vacant time after all. Kids from other classes also came inside. Because they hot separated this year and wanted to hang out with them.

As you finished braiding the two, itadori from the other room, came inside so casually and talked to the bays, laughing and even doing their things. You were facing the boy's direction while you braided your friend's hair.

And you also noticed the stared you felt coming from them, especially itadori. You stared at your classmate and squinted your eyes as if you're asking him indirectly if there's something wrong with you, why they were looking at you like that.

Moments later, itadori stood up and walked towards you. The boys behind him cheered like kids in the playground. You raised your head as you see your peripheral vision that someone was walking towrds you.

You raised both of your eyebrows and asked, "hm? do you need anything?"

Without any hesitation, he straightly said.

"I have a crush on you y/n."

⁰⁰⁴.notes: Not gonna lie but this is one of my experience back in 9th grade, HAHAHAH pls, i was really caught off guard because of that, i couldn't say anything and it made me speechless. But my friend after that said that maybe they're palying with me because im so easy to fool T-T + his attitude is really like yuuji omg 0///0 +++ i will be back posting again after finals !! <33

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sasusaki · 2 years

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cw. angst. character death. brief violence. JJK MANGA SPOILERS.

based on poems by @hajiluvr

itadori is numb. he can’t bring himself to feel anything after he sees nanami’s disformed corpse in front of him. his ears still ring from the sound of nanami��s body snapping, shattering, splitting into pieces. the noise tolls louder than the orioles flying behind him.

itadori is selfish. he weeps for nanami, but his heart says why did you leave me. he weeps because he was forced to watch his idol die. and he weeps, hoping nanami is in a better place now; maybe he’s reading one of his mystery books on the beach, or eating his favorite sandwich. the thought brings him some sense of comfort, but not for long. nanami is dead, and there’s not even a body left to bury.

you arrive on the scene a few minutes later, greeted with the sight of itadori surrounded by human remains. you can’t tell who it is, maybe it’s better that way.

“where’s kento?” itadori shakes his head. the pink tint of rose colored glasses turns to a sour black. nothing lasts forever, especially in this line of work. you can see the ocean from here, it’s no longer blue, but a sickly shade of gray. there’s a ship docking in the harbor, but you can’t help but think it’ll sink some day.

the ocean makes you think of malaysia. of nanami. suddenly, you hate the ocean.

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thel0v3hashira143 · 2 years

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badarls7 · 2 years

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cloudytamaki · 3 years

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YOU CLING TO THEM AT NIGHT.

featuring — shoto, katsuki, denki, + tamaki

warnings — pure softness, cuddling; characters are in their twenties

my notes — back from my writing hiatus! send me some requests <3

➶ shoto todoroki

when he wakes up with your right arm around his torso and your leg over his, he smiles softly to himself, pleased with the closeness. he doesn’t move, only snuggles further into your embrace. he hears your quiet exhale, feels you nuzzle your face into his neck.

“good morning,” he whispers, doubting you’ll hear him. “sleep well?”

surprisingly, you shift, leg falling back onto the sheets. “yeah,” you whisper, “you’re very comfortable.” his cheeks warm with both affection and light embarrassment at your words, and he chuckles to himself. “love you.”

➶ katsuki bakugo

he’s a light sleeper, and when he feels you grip onto him at night, he wakes up with a scowl on his face. the lightness of your face just barely against his back and your right arm wrapped around him pulls the scowl right off his face.

he doesn’t say anything, only falls back to sleep; he’ll likely tease you the next morning about it, though. however, he can’t say he didn’t like it.

➶ denki kaminari

he wasn’t fully asleep when you’d cuddled him like this, and was very surprised and delighted to feel your embrace. “everything okay, baby?” he asks, noticing how tightly you’re gripping him.

you try to find the right words to tell him you were afraid and needed some comfort, but all you say is “i needed you.” part of him feels prideful (?) while the other part of him feels flustered. he makes a mental note to cuddle you like this whenever he’s feeling upset.

➶ tamaki amajiki

he woke up in the morning, about to get himself ready for the day; as he tried to leave the bed, he felt your tight grip preventing him from doing so.

“hey,” he says softly, “i have to get ready.” he rubs a hand across your back, hoping to wake you up.

you stir, sighing heavily. “please don’t. can you stay home today?”

“i can,” he says immediately, “of course i can. anything for you.”

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almostviv · 2 years

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LITTLE THINGS THEY DO.

featuring : tsukishima kei, kageyama tobio, semi eita, kuroo tetsuro

note from viv : i have been going through the most intense tsukishima phase...

when your earbuds get tangled, tsukishima silently grabs them from you and untangles them, handing them back to you without a word. if you use rechargable headphones, he always plugs them in when he sees them.

if you’re sitting on the couch or bed alone, kageyama always sits down beside you and wraps his arms around you. he often does this after petty fights; presses his face into your neck and whispers i’m sorry.

whenever you’re doing something and a good song comes on, semi grabs your hands and dances with you to it, spinning you around and laughing. he’ll get flustered if you do this to him.

kuroo helps you with anything you may be physically struggling with, and he inadvertently flirts with you while helping you out.

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amourlyns · 12 days

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❛ HEY VENGEANCE. ❜ ➜ ⁽ masterlist ⁾

𐙚 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕: in which batman visits crime alley, and the reader indulges the bat with sweet notes and baked goods.

✧ 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔: none

𐙚 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒔: inspired by this post. thought it was the cutest thing ever and i wanted to write it out, something short n sweet !! dedicated to @armin-ocean-eyes

⟡ ⠀ | 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐢𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞’𝐬 𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐲. Of course, The Bat doesn’t want to jinx his nightly patrol but (…) it’s been nice.

In all honestly, it finally felt like a break. A time to hunker down and take time to focus on his parents. A stroll through Crime Alley would do. Bruce never forgets about his parents, nor does he forget that night. He comes back to remind himself of what happened. How he couldn’t stop it. How he failed to protect them. It’s a constant reminder, a punishment.

Tension never leaves Bruce’s body. He’s always so high strung, constantly prepared for fight or flight. Shoulders are tense, brows are furries and teeth are gritted. This was his very being now.

Late nights, cold and oh, so lonely. The heavy bass of boots sloshing through rain water across the concrete street. Vengeance has filled the role of Gotham’s protector for long enough to know everything about the city he tirelessly protects. He knows this city better than anyone else.

But he still can’t stomach the alleyway.

Today, Bruce doesn’t bring flowers, but he brings himself. And hopefully, that’s enough for them.

From above the street, unbeknownst to the Bat. He has an angel, a watcher if you will. The city has swallowed him whole and spat him right back at out tonight. Senses are diminished, hazy from the beatings of tonight. Usually, he’s more attentive than this.

Funnily enough, you just moved into the city of Gotham three weeks ago. It’s a dreary, dull city. But at least it’s away from home. Right? Sure, the apartment you were currently living in definitely seemed haunted and it literally oversaw the alleyway the Waynes died in. Why did no one tell you they got mugged? (…) But what could you do? It’s shitty but the only thing you could afford in this damned economy.

And dude, it was definitely haunted.

You actually thought you were hallucinating the first time you laid your eyes on it. The fucking Bat, Vengeance. Gotham Cities actuals protector? It was odd and horrifying. You expected to see him raging through the alley in his moody glory. Big, defiant, and spooky!

But he actually seemed defeated? In a way? His strides were slow. Then, he knelt down onto the pavement and stayed there. It’s weird, this habitual routine of the Bat coming by and kneeling happened constantly. Well, to be fair he did patrol your building after that. Scouring the rooftops for any signs of peril within the area.

When he was done, he would come back to your building and linger on the fire escape. Sometimes you could hear his heavy footsteps on the rooftops or the iron steps.

Now, no one ever said you were the brightest in the bunch. You moved to Gotham for goodness sake. Anyways, you decided to actually make contact with the Bat. Which in theory, sounds like a good idea because who wouldn’t want a hero in their pocket? Well, a vigilante. But you digress (…) If coming near the alley brings him down, maybe he needs a lift?

The general idea was, leave a note or a gift for Vengeance and leave him be. So, that’s how it begun.

It was the third time Bruce visited the crime alley. This time, he had the intention to make his trip revolve only around his parents.

But then he saw you.

Granted, you were definitely not expecting to see anyone or someone like the Batman at this time of night. So you scrambled off of your balcony and dropped some sort of post-it note on the way out. There were three things on Bruce’s mind. How many times have you seen him and did you know his habits or who he was? Paranoia gnaws away at his guts and creates a nasty hole in his stomach.

He was a master of overthinking.

The Bat was quick to snatch up the post-it note you dropped, taking the time to read and analyze your penmanship. Was it lined with some sort of poison? Was it a tracking device? He waits for a moment. Grunting at the words etched into the paper.

〞I don't know what you're going through but I know you'll get through it. Xoxo. 〞

Huh.

Alfred would tease him for this.

An admirer? He was stumped.

It’s been about a week since you’ve seen Vengeance, your gifts of food and ever abundant notes never stopped though. You were starting to think he changed his route ever since that night he caught you on the railing.

First off, he was terrifying up close (the man was ten feet away) and second off, how was he able to catch you. Some part of you expected the man to interrogate you or something.

He didn’t, thank goodness. But you kind of missed seeing the cryptic Bat.

On the other hand, Bruce decided to do some research on you. A through background check would never hurt and who knows if you wanted to kill him? It could all be a facade. Each baked good and beverage you left out for the Bat was analyzed and tested. It could’ve been poisoned, laced, or worst, set to detonate. He was taking precautions. But Alfred insisted it was a good gesture.

Whatever it was, you never stopped. Bruce changed his route of course, there was no reason to let his guard down. But, he did appreciate the notes. To an extent. He just couldn’t help but think of the uncertainty.

The latest one he was holding onto was nothing short of thoughtful.

〞I hope you're having a good day :) (Btw, I haven’t seen you around!〞

So for the most part you were attentive. So he could commend you for that.

Despite all of the alarms in his brain telling him to stick to the new route, he returns to the old route for your sake. The very least he could do was thank you for the messages and treats. At least, that’s what Alfred said. For once, he didn’t feel like being stubborn and listened. The first thing he saw was your silhouette against the glass of your sliding door. Then, your emergence.

Bruce is frozen in place. But you’re waving frantically and running down the steps to greet him. Should he turn away? Just leave and never show up again? What if ⸻

❛ OHMYGOSH, OH MY GOSH. YOU’RE REAL! YOU’RE HERE! I WAS STARTING TO THINK I WAS BEING DELUSIONAL AND SEEING THINGS. WHOA, YOU’RE TALLER IN PERSON. AND LIKE SCARY. SORRY, SORRY I DIDN’T MEAN THAT. WOW. ❜

You’re realizing how that sounded; Bruce notices how you cower in fear. Despite his own anxiety driving him up a wall. The least he could do was say thank you, or show his appreciation. It takes him a few moments to say anything. He can hardly hold eye contact, but it eventually comes out.

❛ I (…) I APPRECIATE IT. ❜

Well. You definitely didn’t expect him to sound like that. His response was so soft you couldn’t even tell if he was directing that towards you. It was so quiet he might as well been talking to himself⸻ and before you could even ask him another question, he’s gone by the time you look up.

Introvert much?

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melsuki · 2 years

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thinkin about bakugo going out on his early morning runs (think 5am). he gets out of bed as quietly as possible and gets ready in the dark as to not wake you up. he would place the most gentle kiss on your forehead and smile fondly at you as you stir slightly in your sleep.

thinkin about bakugo coming back from his run, all sweaty and hot, ready to jump into the shower. he drops off some groceries he picked up on the way, and comes into the bedroom to be met with the sight of you, still fast asleep.

thinkin about how bakugo realises that somehow, you’ve migrated over to sleep in his side. you’ve moved all the way across the large bed, flipped over on your stomach, face pressed into his pillow, drool drying on the corner of your lips. and he thinks you’re the most beautiful thing he's ever seen.

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angelshimaa-archive · 2 years

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Hi! I was wondering if I could request number 28 for the meet cutes with Izuku, Where he mistakes the reader for Ochako

selection :: list 2 ;; prompt 28

warnings :: reader is confused to be uraraka (similar appearance more or less), fem!reader (just to be safe)

a/n :: hello hello, thank you for sending in lovely !! i hope you like this, i love writing for izuku oml <3 have a lovely day !!

˗ˏˋ event ! ´ˎ˗

“uraraka!”

every time he calls out your— well, her name, he finds shyness creeping up on him, rearing its head and making its presence known by how it grasps him.

izuku halts and looks down, taking a moment to breathe as he tries to pay no attention to the heads turning his way, wondering who this “uraraka” he was calling out for so much was. trying to ignore the glances curious over what business he had being so loud.

it seems “uraraka” can’t hear him, swimming deep in a conversation with people “she” was walking with that the green-haired boy couldn’t quite recognise. still, their identity wasn’t his main priority, you— she was.

he gets back to running, passing others in his attempt to catch up to you. when he calls for who he thinks you are once more and your head doesn’t turn to acknowledge him, he finds himself accelerating until he can tap your shoulder lightly.

“s—sorry to bother, uraraka-san, but i was wondering if—“ he huffs, freckled cheeks faintly coloured as he places his hands on his knees and focuses on the floor.

when green eyes look up once more as he straightens, he finds himself forgetting exactly what he had ready on his tongue, finding the taste of embarrassment there instead.

for it isn’t uraraka that he just stopped.

“um, hi?” you watch the surprise sink into the boy as his green eyes widen. then, you offer a small smile in hopes of lending him a lifeline. “sorry, don’t think i’m the one you’re looking for!”

izuku halts for a moment, capturing the new face with the small smile, then proceeds to bow his head profusely, cheeks reddening.

“oh— um— i’m sorry i thought you were someone else— didn’t mean to stop or disturb you at all i’m sorry—“ the words are hurried; you’re surprised he can get them all out that fast without stumbling all over them.

“hey, it’s okay! no need to apologise so much, really!”

the green haired boy straightens and you can’t help but recognise him, mind recalling the face that took all risks at the sports festival. “wait, you’re midoriya, right?”

warmth spreads across the boy’s face and he has to stop himself from bringing his hands to cover it, trying not to stammer through his “yes”.

“i thought so! that fight during the sports festival was huge— oh, i’m y/n. nice to meet you!”

the warmth radiating from your smile puts him at ease, to the point where he feels comfortable to give you a nervous one of his own.

“nice to meet you,” izuku’s eyes glimmer in the light of the day, but you don’t have enough time to really focus as your friends remind you of their presence. you start to turn to continue your journey, then stop to look back at him.

“hope you find this ‘uraraka’ then!”

the freckled boy can’t help but watch as you continue with your friends, immersing yourself back into some conversation. his mission comes back to the front of his mind, but he can’t help but smile as he keeps the picture of you right there with it.

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serxeinxx · 2 years

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𝐁𝐍𝐇𝐀 𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐒 𝐌𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐅𝐔𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐃!!

⁰⁰¹.pairings: various x fem!reader | ft. bakugou, todoroki, shinsou

⁰⁰².warnings: none !!

⁰⁰³.genre: fluff, crack + sfw !!

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𝐁𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐆𝐎𝐔

— if bakugou be seeing his kid, he would NOT believe in it. He has a dream to become number one! Why would he settle down and have a kid in the first place?! The little boy looked him dead in the eyes and said, "you look ugly."

His friends laughed out loud at him and asked who was the mother of the kid bakugou. The kid didn't answer and ignored the question. Because he saw you passing by the hallways and hugged you. You were surprised to see the kid hugging your waist.

"Uhh, kid? I think you've mistaken me.."

Bakugou and the rest saw you, and had their jaws wide open, except him. No no, it can't be you.

"Mama, why does dada look so ugly?" he pointed out bakugou. You laughed, "kid, I think you banged your head or something," you patted his little head. You crouched down and asked, "what's your daddy and mommy looked like?"

Bakugou's ear perked up and listened to the kid's answer, "mama was a good teacher and dada was this big scary guy who blasts bad guys to the sky! and! and! i-i wanna be like that too!" The kid said with full energy with the corner of his eyes, started to tear up.

Kirishima and the others stared bawling their eyes out from the cuteness of the kid's answer. Kirishima started clapping, "what a *sniff* manly kid"

The kid began to disappear like a cloud of dust and was gone for ten seconds, probably returned to his original world and home. The bell rang, signaling everyone to go back to their respected classes.

You were about to go back to your calss when bakugou stepped ou and said, "i'll walk you to class."

𝐓𝐎𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐈

— he sees the kid in the heights alliance, which was weird. Who lets their child be lost in this ginormous building? He approached the girl and asked, "are you lost? Does your parents know that you're here?"

The little girl shook her head in disagreement, "i-i just woke up and i was here, i don't know why i'm here because that i- d-daddy will get angry if i got lost..." she cried. Poor little girl.

He offered his hand to her and said, "i'll help you find you parents."

The little girl held his hand gently and giggled, "your hand is cold. Are you sick?" She asked. Todoroki shook his head and replied, "it's because of my quirk," he showed both of his quirks simultaneously, revealing ice on the left and fire on the left.

The little girl's eyes began to widen her smile widened as he sees todoroki power that reminds her of her daddy. "y-you have the same powers as my daddy!" She excitingly said.

Todoroki raised his eyebrows in confusion, "may i ask on what's you daddy's name?" He asked.

"Oh! My daddy's name is Todoroki Shouto," she replied. A good idea popped on his mind, if this was his daughter then, who was the mother? "May i also know who is your mother?" He asked once again.

"My mommy's name is Todoroki y/n. But daddy always calls her darling. Ewww," she formed bith of her index fingers with a 'x' sign and sticks out her tongue.

Oh.

Out of all people, it has to be you. And he likes the idea of it.

𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐎𝐔

— the funny bit was that shinsou's eye widened as he sees the kid who has the same face as him. He looked at the kid once again, to see he was not dreaming just simply too sleepy that he was seeing someone.

"Come on dad, don't look at me like that- you're even more creepy," she said. He blinked a couple of times and looked away, "sorry," he apologized. The little girl pointed at him, "I didn't know why mom married you anyway. You always looked sleepy."

He felt like an iron block fell on his head when he's supposed to be daughter roasted him. "Is that how you speak to everyone?" He asked the girl.

"—shinsou! kuro was stick in the tree again!"

The little girl smiled widely with her eyes blaming with happiness, she ran off to the voice where it came from. Shinsou heard your yelling voice so he ran off in your direction. Both of them reached to you to see you panic. Because the cat was on the tree.

Shinsou look above and let kut a small sigh.

"How did he even get there?"

"Well, bakugou earlier tried to go near to Kuro and yeah, he jumped off and rushed out to the tree, and now I can't do that because I can't climb— oh, who's this little girl?" You bend your knees to see the girl.

"Mama!" She exclaimed. Both you and shinsou blushed at the little girl's word. Shinsou blushed more because now he knew the mother of his child. Whoever thought of him and you, having a kid together?

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sasusaki · 2 years

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it’s rare for bakugo to be as relaxed as he is now. there’s always something or the other tugging at the back of his mind, whether it’s his friends’ nagging, hero work, or another weekly existential crisis. it’s hard to get away from everything, to find a place where the most volatile thing in a twenty mile radius is him.

you grab bakugo’s hand, pulling him out of his thoughts and through the vast expanse of the wispy white flowers along with you. bakugo runs with you, not knowing what else to do. you’ve got him trapped, consuming his senses like how the smoke from his palms and the dust from the dandelions consume his lungs and filling his head with hope he prays isn’t false. hope isn’t for men like him. men like him only know of hatred and guilt and the prison inside their heads.

you’re not like him, he hopes you never have to be. in a way, you remind bakugo of the dandelions around your– transient, reduced to ash if he pushes you too hard. and suddenly, the dandelions are the least of his concerns. first, he loses himself in your smile. then, your scent, and finally, your voice. he’s powerless when you’re his opponent.

“make a wish ‘tsuki!” your cheerful voice snaps him out of his stupor. only then does bakugo notice your amused expression and the dandelion in your hand.

“what?” you shake the flower in front of his face again, laughing harder this time. bakugo grimaces, but his eyes betray him.

“blow on the dandelions and make a wish!” you shake the flower again, motioning for him to take it. bakugo shakes his head and mutters something about he’s not gonna make a fuckin’ wish and how childish this ordeal is. but even he can’t stop his lips from twitching slightly upwards.

“fine. i wish—” he rolls his eyes.

“you can’t do that!” he tries to keep a straight face, but fails when he sees your pout.

“can’t do what?” he’s doing it on purpose now, you know it. bakugo gives himself away too easily, from the way he leans in towards you to the way his voice lowers and the way the corners of his mouth tug upward the closer he gets to you. you play along with him, grabbing fistfuls of his shirt in your hands and pulling him closer.

“you can’t say the wish out loud. it won’t come true,” you whisper. bakugo rolls his eyes, hoping you can’t see the tremor of his hands shaking the dandelion or hear the way his breathing quickens (spoiler alert: you can, you’re just too nice to say anything about it). bakugo blows on the small dandelion in his calloused hands. and he wishes, at least as much as a man like him can.

i wish i could stay here forever. with you.

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intotherumiverse · 3 years

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ᴡᴀɪᴛ, ᴜɴɪ?!?

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ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ: Gender Neutral

Bakugou Katsuki

he's most definitely the type to walk you to every class.

No matter what class you got, no matter what the time he’s walking you to class

Always debating the professor

Could be a simple question like “did you do the assignment?” And katsuki’s up in arms

He’s not a law major but the way you would think that because of his argument

Providing 108 reasons on why he didn’t do the assignment which text evidence and sources

He’s a business major, planning on starting his own business

But only if he gets to classes on time

Half of the time he’s in class late, giving the professor a small smirk before sitting down and answering questions

You know the “is never in school but gets straight A’s trope?”

That’s just Katsuki

He’s always in the cafe, writing something down but you’ll almost never see him anywhere else doing assignments

Everyone knows him and he’s even sometimes seen at the parties frat boys

Overall a very known presence on campus

Midoriya Izuku

He talked the RA into a single bedroom

No one knows how he got it

Just one day a freshman knocked on the door thinking it was empty and Izu answered

He works more than the RA’s at this point

Has everything in his dorm

A printer? Yes has it

Extra pens? Yes that too

A heater? Yup tucked away in that little corner

His mom is the type of mom to give him care packages

Stuffed to the brim with letters cookies and everything else a boy could need from his mom

Todoroki Shoto

Surprise student

No one even knows he’s in the English Lit class half the time

Oh, did i mention he’d be in English Literature as his major?

Professors love him

Even though that’s 90 percent due to the fact that Shoto’s dad threw a boatload of money at the university he went to

Very down to earth student

Does his assignments in the park because he says that the fresh air helps him think better

It might be true because he's top of his class

Hanta Sero

Art major Hanta >>>

Hands, pants, and shirt always covered in paint, chalk, and other artsy things

A huge flirt with the ladies

But once he falls, he falls hard

Rooming with Denki and helps him with his franchise when he can

Sleep schedule absolute shit

Sleeping at 1, waking up at 2 kind of vibes

But still makes it to his classes early to talk to the professors

Somehow is know by all the directors for his projects

All in all Hanta would have a blast in university

Kaminari Denki

Definitely a art or gaming develop major

Might major/minor it

Wants to make his own franchise like Marvel

Takes afternoon classes because he’s not waking up before 12 on any given day

All because he was designing a new (character, design, program) for his franchise

Another person who’s chill with the professors

But on a first name basis chill

Head always lost in the clouds

He's always running late to class even though he takes all afternoon classes

Always has a monster in his hand for extra energy

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