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asakamasanobu · 2 years

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a few days ago i was doing one of those “which x are you?” quizzes for fun and when i say fun i don’t mean the actual process of choosing questions bc 90% of the time it’s pop culture that the mf living under a rock (me) has no clue about or 10 extremely lengthy options that i do not particularly relate to but then have to decide which one resonates with me the most when none really do and that’s not really all that fun but !!! but there was one question that asked “what do you want to know right now more than anything else” and the moment i saw it i answered right away without any hesitation. and it really stayed with me bc it’s one of the rare times a silly little quiz has an option that completely resonates with me, and that is “to know if i’m on the right track”

“girl where are you going with this what does this have to do with your BL interests” SO MUCH ACTUALLY last year i was a wreck and didn’t know how i was to go about living my life as the person i am without hurting myself and others in the process of it and that’s when i met asaka. his way of living and loving gripped me with such force, it awed me and humbled me and inspired me and told me there was a way ahead. that you needed to focus on yourself and becoming a better person first, to be alone and be comfortable with being alone and to never let your feelings overwhelm and inhibit the people you love. it’s kind of a wack way of doing things too but it’s what made him strong and kind and beautiful and i wanted to emulate those traits of his that i didn’t have. and that’s why i’ve been able to get up and walk forward until i no longer felt the hole in my heart.

but even then i don’t know if this really is the right path for me because . like i said it’s a wack ass way of doing things and sometimes in retrospect i think about him and i’m like oh my god what the fuck are you doing !!!!!! you’re just hurting yourself loving like this !!!!!!! stop it stop isolating yourself and repressing your feelings and prioritising others first !!!!!!!!! and i see the world changing so fast in front of me and even though the same pain that would’ve dealt a lethal blow now only deals a numb ache i still wonder if i’ve grown at all .... if putting on a strong front like asaka does will ever transform into true strength from within

but then yesterday i read the asaka bits of vol 4 again and cried so much .. i even hyped myself up to finally read his rejection scene and i saw so much all over again that reaffirmed that he’s always been right in the way he does things. this is a path that fits him. even if he’s just clinging to things to move forward instead of relying on himself, it’s truly a noble way of holding yourself together and being strong without hurting others and instead being their light .... he’s just so overwhelmingly kind even though ugliness and pettiness and jealousy lingers within him and so much of his kindness comes from how he clamps down on that part of himself. it’s the only way for him to move forward, and it fits him to a T.

i felt so much of him during this particular read through like bitch was crying all over herself even before she got to the rejection scene ...... the way he puts wataru first before his love so he doesn’t hold him back and when he hears that wataru did the same thing he ends up staying back to support wataru because he knows the pain and loneliness of doing that. because as good as it feels to have inspired someone with your kindness, you know more than anyone how much it hurts to be selfless and your first thought is to make sure wataru is okay, even if no one is making sure you’re okay. the way even though he thought he crushed every final thread of hope in his heart, the moment it’s dangled before his eyes he can feel himself succumb to it and it takes everything for him to hold onto his pride and tell shohei that he wouldn’t stoop low enough to simply wait until wataru falls out of love to swoop in. because he’s told himself he’s okay with unrequited love, as long as he’s still able to contribute meaningfully to the life of the person he loves. and the way he’s stupidly sentimental about things too like wanting to have a final handshake with wataru with his left hand, because it’s the first place he ever touched wataru. it’s really about carving meaning into your life and i think it added so much weight to that scene when asaka requested wataru take off his ring (aka a symbol that he’d never be asaka’s) and then his worst side slipped out where he didn’t want to give back the ring (even though it’s so fucking obvious that as much as that’s a real thought of his, it’s not something he’d ever do and i don’t know how to explain it but i am obsessed with how this raw part of him was presented while also preserving his true, kind of self but also when i thought about how sentimental he is with the shaking left hand thing i had to smush my head into my pillow to stop myself from screaming he is just like me is2g)

so asaka cryposting out of the way and back to the internal dilemma i think . rereading the scene i was afraid of reading and remembering all the little moments that i’ve forgotten has reaffirmed that as godawful as asaka’s way of living is it’s definitely the right track for him. i think he’s strong enough to turn that into an internal strength that drives him on. and i think sometimes i idealise him too much in imagining him as a perfect being who makes fucked up decisions sometimes but only acts kindly when in truth he struggles with such self-hatred and longing and bitterness a lot too like it’s very thinly implied but it’s there .... or at least in my reading and it’s definitely like what wataru says about how asaka is not a villain and that’s why it makes things difficult :’-) because he’s a good guy through and through, yet even good guys go through the immense pain of choosing to be good, always

#at this point in my life where if anyone says asaka is evil i’ll fight them to death #like is it hypocritical for me to kind of dislike nao and iokawa for forcing kisses on others but rooting for asaka ??? maybe but CONTEXT #it’s always how he never does things maliciously or to prove himself as better than others it’s simply for himself or bc he lose control #cries ;__;#would also like to say that i’m so glad i have both him and ricchan in my life #yesterday i was like ah . i will definitely be seeing asaka as my therapist today he’ll know how to handle shit #like ricchan is my fix-all but sometimes i just know when asaka will hit so fucking hard and god he really did #i’m going to continue down this track too bc it’s the only path i know

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eitaababe · 1 year

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SOMEBODY ELSE !

— chapter 12. breakup.

a/n — cats finally out the bag 🕺

series masterlist. | previous / next

throwback ! written portion below. —

you and neteyam weren't on the best of terms as of late, per say.

dates turned into fights, messages left unsent. it felt like your relationship was unraveling at the seams, but both of you refused to acknowledge how downhill it was all going.

nevertheless, you both still tried, setting up a date after only communicating via text the past couple weeks. you had made up your mind— you were going to confront him about the way things had been going lately, and were determined to fix it.

you started feeling less determined when you saw him happily talking to a girl seated across from him.

it's not that you were jealous, you knew neteyam wasn't the type to be unfaithful. but you couldn't deny the way your heart dropped at how he looked so animated, the complete opposite of what he was like with you the past few weeks.

and of course, you couldn't have one date where you didn't argue.

"i just don't get why you're not even that happy to talk to me! i'm your girlfriend!" you cried out into the empty alleyway, both of you deciding to take the yelling match outside of the shop.

"i don't get why you're so pissed! it's not that big of a deal, she was just a friend that i was catching up on."

"what were you even talking about?"

you missed the way his hand subtly traveled to his pocket, seemingly grasping something small inside of it. "nothing. we were talking about class and how football has been going for me lately."

you nodded solemnly, even more hurt how he looked just so much more alive talking about practically nothing with another person.

"maybe," neteyam hesitantly starting, closing his eyes tightly as if he didn't want to continue. "maybe we should just stop."

"you wanna break up?" your voice cracked, eyes blinking fast to push back tears.

"i just— you're so important to me, y/n," he breathed, grasping your hands tightly in his. "i want you in my life no matter what happens. i don't care how you're in it, honestly. i just know i want you there."

you sniffled, agreeing with him. "you're- you're right. we should stick to being friends. before we ruin anything else."

an uncomfortable silence surrounded you two as you stood there, unmoving, neither of you daring to speak.

you were the first to break the quiet with a clear of your throat. "i should uh- i should go," you offered a tight lipped smile his way, letting go of his hands and starting off. "i'll catch you later."

you missed the remorseful look on neteyam's face once you turned away.

FUN FACTS !

— neteyam in fact was not talking to that girl about nothing

— neteyam didn't actually wanna break up, y/n just seemed so unhappy with him late he didn't know what else to do

— people from the cafe could still hear their yelling outside LMAO

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a/n — i'm doing a pt 2 of this chapter in neteyam's pov don't worry

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shimamitsu · 8 months

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there's so much to say about this chapter so i'm gonna get a a bit sentimental here bc. augh. i love nao-chan to death. other trans people and me have said this hundreds of times already but her character is truly so wonderful. not only she's a full-fledged character, intricate and complex and human like all the other characters in the manga, she's a character other people look up to. she's a character other people need and seek. and it's not just things like mitsumi asking her for fashion advice, it's also how mika feels safe talking to her. i loved their conversation this chapter so much bc it's a bit different from the previous ones. it's not like the time they talked in the zoo or the elevator by chance, this time mika goes out of her way to speak alone with nao-chan. it's not every day that you see a well written trans character in manga, and there are even less trans characters that are mentors, role models or simply adult figures that kids trust and rely on. but nao-chan is all that. their relationship is so important to me. there's mika who's been bullied and shunned and has rebuilt herself from scratch just so she could fit in and be accepted and loved, but still doesn't feel any different inside. and there's nao-chan who, many years before, different location, different circumstances, has thought the exact same thing. and she can see that same pain in mika, she can see herself in her. mika tells her she felt a bit lonely and she cries for her. when nao-chan tells her she'll definitely find someone who loves her, she's not saying it to make her feel better, she's saying it as fact, bc nao-chan herself has found people who love her. i know their conversation is mainly about romantic love, at least on the surface, but bc it's sukirofa we know that's not all there is to it. by opening up, mika is slowly letting other people love her, letting other people see her. the girls, nao-chan. man, even mukai. she's letting herself love other people too. and if all that wasn't enough to make you bawl your eyes out, the chapter ends with nao-chan calling goro, her boyfriend, and inviting him to her hometown. "i got a bit lost but being with the kids helped turn it around". it's not only nao-chan who's influencing mika, mika is, unknowingly, giving nao-chan a little push as well. takamatsu couldn't have said it better: "I would like to carefully depict a school life where you can't tell who will save whom, who will get noticed and who will be moved into growing". nao-chan is saving mika and mika is saving nao-chan. they, and we, are saving each other all the time. and it makes me even happier to see a trans character, a trans woman, be at the center of this, because trans people have saved me

#TRANS JOY KEEPS ME FUCKING ALIVE!!!!!!!!!!!!#stl spoilers #skip to loafer #skipping

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goldyluna · 5 months

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🎉🎉🎉Happy Birthday, Professor🎉🎉🎉

I know Mishima would never say something like this to Nao and I don't think it is her fault he died. But I think even if she knew that professor would always love her, she would still have nightmares where the Guilt of Voting would eat her alive... her cries would never end and her heart would keep bleeding until it stopped beating. She then would meet him again on the Other Side. Bless their souls and give them peaceful life after death.

Have a great day :D

#mishima kazumi #hAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!! Its the day when you were birthded #hehe birth day when you are dead #i will stop now #your turn to die #your turn to die fanart #yttd #yttd fanart #art #digital #digitalart #fanart #body horror cw #kinda

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pocketramblr · 23 days

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I don't know if you're still doing it, but an AU where Gran Torino raises Kotaro.

1- as Shih put it, Sorahiko's an all-or-nothing guy. Nana tells him that Kotaro isn't safe anywhere near her, that she can't handle losing her son to AfO. Sorahiko nods, and asks if he should hide the boy, or go with him. Nana asks him to stay with Kotaro, and cries a lot. Sorahiko holds her, and then goes inside to tell Kotaro that he's going with him, and needs to pack up, and tell his mother goodbye.

2- Kotaro Yamada is raised in a strange way. Sorahiko can't cook any better than his mother could, but he doesn't try anymore. He knows Sorahiko used to be a hero, like his mother, but when he asks all the man tells him is he got his license because he just wanted to use his quirk, and now he keeps it in case whoever is after his mother comes for the boy. And oh, is Kotaro conflicted about his mother- he certainly can't say a bad word about her in Sorahiko's earshot. He knows she loves him, and is likely going to die trying to protect him from something. But he doesn't like it. *Yamada is just a common name, since Sorahiko is sure that AfO would know to look out for any Shimuras or Torinos.

3- When Kotaro is twelve years old, Sorahiko gets a call from a phone number he hasn't in years. He answers it, and there's a young voice on the other side, rough from tears, saying that Shimura-sensei told him to call the number after she died. Sorahiko knows this means Nana needs something else from him- the last thing she needs from him. But he has to help the first way too. So, he sneaks to UA during the day, and trains Toshinori while Kotaro is at school- Toshinori is excused for personal training, for "meetings with the school counselor after losing his teacher", and makes up classwork in the evenings after Sorahiko leaves. Toshinori stays in an altered apartment in one of the fake cities on UA grounds, alone when he isn't training. When Toshinori once tells Sorahiko that Nana was like his mother, Sorahiko asks quietly if Nana ever told him about her son. Toshinori just says she lost him, a bit of sadness in her heart no matter how she smiled or spoke of romantic dreams. Sorahiko tells him (Toshinori) that it's his (Sorahiko's) fault Nana never saw her son again, and that he's going to train Toshinori to make sure he can kill AfO, not the other way around. Which means he needs to leave the country. The last training session the day before graduation is the last time Sorahiko speaks to Toshinori for decades. And it will not be Toshinori reaching out.

4- Kotaro goes to high school, then university. He becomes an architect. He falls in love. He's surprised when Sorahiko is happy to hear this- weren't they both hurt so much by Nana? Isn't that why Sorahiko closed himself off from anyone but Kotaro? But he's encouraged. He marries Nao, builds a house for her and her parents and him and his. Eventually, they have a little girl, Hana. She looks so much like Nana. Sorahiko and Kotaro never say this fact outloud.

5- Eventually, AfO finds Kotaro. Hana is eight, too old for him to spark a quirk awakening in her without suspicion. But with enough eavesdropping quirks he hears that Kotaro and Nao are considering another child, so he starts setting up coincidences to nudge them along the line. When Tenko is born, four years later than in canon btw, AfO moves. Hana sits down at the dinner table, and when she touches her mother's arm, the woman turns to dust. Everyone starts screaming- except Sorahiko, who moves. He grabs Hana and breaks the window to the backyard, leaves Hana floating above the grass in terror, her jacket falling to dust as she hugs herself. Then he goes back, and grabs baby Tenko. He looks up to see Kotaro, covered in Nao's blood, looking to the front door, that also fell apart. A tall man stands behind it, reaching out a hand to the wall. Kotaro looks back at Sorahiko and tells him to go with the kids, now. Sorahiko breaks into Might Tower about half an hour later, with a child and a baby, and tells All Might these are Nana's grandkids, and he needs All Might to arrange tickets to I-island for the three of them, as quickly as he can while keeping it secret. He leaves a report in a file behind them. Toshinori only tells David to protect them, and Dave does. The baby's a year younger than Melissa, he has to help. Over a decade later, he finds that Hana's headaches seem to be from stress for her two quirks, the sort of opposite problem with Toshinori's decreasing power. But maybe he can build something to help- Melissa the engineer and Tenko the programmer are eager to help too, anyway they can. Sorahiko, feeling as useless as he always has, thanks them.

#pocket talks to people #anon #ask game #fine. i'll let the dual quirk thing hurt people in one au. because maybe they can stop it

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aonungsmate · 1 year

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A present for u baby 💙

Cmon now😭😭😭🫶THANKS BAE ILY FOR THISS🥰💙💙💙

literally on a break rn before i go back to studying hhh

#✯｡⁠*ﾟ⁠+ .⁠✧ nao cries #🤭🫶🫶🫶🫶neteyam making my heart soar

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mmorw · 1 year

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ᅳ P★rn Star Uei Naoki !

cw: smut. afab! chr. vaginal. nothing much explicit. mpreg mention. unprotected. blackmail. reader is an asshole without feelings of pity for others. short thirst.

Recording videos harassing people until gaining more what maximum fame? nothing cool; Nao, The Star King deserves a more promising title for his knowledge, how a Twitter account for example ! ♡

Uei Naoki dreams and cries of fame, recognition as long as you see him on the street and ask him for pictures immediatelyᅳ so why not make him a famous porn actor then? you will obligate help him to open a Twitter account for short videos, and one on Pornhub to upload videos of more than 10 minutes where you go out destroying his pussy without any mercy ! ♡

The variety of the videos definitely makes you two gain more followers every day, including those on Naoki's main Twitter account; so many sex positions that openly focus on his gaping pussy oozing cum while your cock successfully knotted up to make him scream as it touches his cervix !

Filming so many days in a row with inadequate protection makes Naoki unable to sleep without having your member knotting his pussy, his tight pink pussy milking you until the 5 minute pass and have to change the position.

At this point, Naoki is sure that even birth control won't stop his chance of getting pregnant; and if he does, he'll have to beg you to delete those beads because he doesn't want his child to somehow find out about it and see it mother's face for the rest of his years with a disgusting look.

An I-Tuber blinded by fame and approval, turned into a simple p★rn star who just wants to give a better example of life to his now future baby.

#dom male reader #dom reader #uei naoki #brutal: satsujin kansatsukan no kokuhaku #— short thirst.

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rainisawriter · 7 months

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A Helping Hand – Cobra (PSF #11)

PSF Ficography | H&F Flash Ficography

Genre: Fluff, slice of life, romance

Prompt: Sweet Tooth (@flufftober) / Would you rather… pumpkin spice or cinnamon? (@slumberpartybingo Fall Flash)

Word Count: 2,729

Pairing: Reader x Cobra

World: High&Low

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You entered the diner, enjoying the warmth it offered against the cold wind outside. The usual suspects were chilling at the table in the center of the room, eating the omelet that Naomi had made them while they argued about some TV show the three of them were watching.

You approached the booth in the corner where Cobra sat, flipping through a wrestling magazine. He sent you that soft smile that was reserved only for you as you sat down across from him.

“You’re late,” he spoke softly, eyes falling to the ring on your finger. He had given it to you for your birthday as a promise that he would always love you. Though you had sworn to never take it off, he still felt surprised and happy every time he saw it on you.

“Sorry. You know how Hyuga is,” you shook your head, tugging off your jacket. “A lot of people are gambling around this time of year, trying to win big before December finally gets here. It’s only going to get busier and he’s only going to get more demanding.”

Cobra did not like the fact that you worked for Daruma’s gambling hall, but you had known Hyuga long before you ever crossed paths with Sannoh. He had considered, on more than one occasion, asking you to quit working for him but he knew that you were, above all else, loyal.

“You don’t need to apologize.” He held his hand out and you smiled, setting yours against his own. “Just promise me you won’t gamble again.”

Your smile turned sheepish, a laugh passing your lips. You had only gambled once in your life after you had gone drinking with the Daruma babies one weekend. You were on a hot streak, actually, but you refused to quit while you were ahead and ended up losing everything.

You had started out with twenty bucks, turned it into ten thousand only to lose it all and walk away with just twenty cents to your name. The Four boys hadn’t done much better, either, and Hyuga was pissed when he found out. You were pretty sure he was just upset that you hadn’t blown it all at his gambling hall instead, honestly.

“I learned my lesson, I swear. I’ll never gamble again.”

He chuckled, nodding his head. “Good.”

It was pretty late by this point, so the boys slowly filed out of the diner until it was just you, Cobra and Naomi left. It was strange when the diner was quiet, but you didn’t hate it. Everyone needed a break from the rowdy Sannoh boys every now and again.

“Are you kidding me?” cried Naomi, sounding distressed.

You glanced over at her, seeing her begin to pace back and forth as she talked to someone on the phone.

“There must be some way… can’t you reschedule? Ah, no, I… yes, I understand… I’m sorry about that, but…” She pinched the bridge of her nose, clearly frustrated but trying to remain polite. “Yes… yes, I understand, Nakamoto-san. Good night.”

You exchanged a concerned look with your boyfriend before addressing her. “Everything alright, Nao?”

“No, not at all.” She ran a hand through her hair, continuing to pace.

Cobra leaned forward, brow furrowed in concern. “What is it?”

“You remember how I was asked to help provide snacks for the elementary school’s autumn festival, right?”

He nodded.

“The job was supposed to be split between me and Nakamoto-san, the head of the PTA but she just told me that something came up and she can’t help. There’s no way I can do it by myself! What am I going to do?”

You frowned, standing up to comfort her. “It’s alright, Nao. I’ll help.”

“You will?” She looked at you hopefully. “Are you sure? I know you’re really busy with Daruma…”

“Don’t worry, Hyuga owes me some vacation time anyway,” you grinned.

“Are you sure he’ll give it to you?”

“Nothing is ever a sure thing with him, but I’ll find a way to get out of work.” You gave her a reassuring look. “I’m not very experienced with baking, but I know how to follow a recipe. If you write down everything I need and how to make them, I’ll happily help.”

“Thank you so much!” She threw her arms around you, hugging you tightly which you returned without hesitation.

Cobra felt butterflies in his stomach as he watched you. You were willing to blow off your responsibilities with Hyuga to help Naomi, to help a member of his family. The amount of happiness that brought him was, quite frankly, embarrassing.

“I’ll help, too.”

Naomi looked between the two of you with glassy eyes. “Thank you both so much! I’ll get to work on the lists and recipes.” And then she disappeared into the back.

Cobra approached you with a warm smile, wrapping his arms around you. “Thank you for helping her. Let me know if Hyuga gives you a hard time.”

“I’m always happy to help your family, Jun.”

He hummed, brushing his lips against your own. “They’ll be your family, too, one day.”

You chuckled, looping your arms around his neck, fingers playing with the hair at his nape. “I don’t think so. I’ll always be Daruma and, well… we caused you guys a lot of trouble at one point. They may be willing to put up with me because of you, but I doubt they’ll ever view me as part of the family.”

His brow furrowed in concern. Had one of the Sannoh boys said something to you? Thinking about it, he hadn’t really discussed it with the others. You just started dating one day and he started to bring you around without asking how everyone felt about it. He knew Yamato didn’t trust you at first, but did he still feel that way?

You poked the spot between his brows. “If you keep frowning like that, you’re gonna get premature wrinkles.”

His lips formed your name but you cut him off, knowing what he was going to say.

“It’s really not a big deal, baby. I went into this relationship knowing that they most likely wouldn’t accept me and I honestly don’t blame them for it. As long as I get to be with you, that’s enough.” You tugged him closer until your lips met.

He didn’t hesitate to kiss you back, but his mind was partly elsewhere. It was enough for you, perhaps, but not for him. He wanted them to accept you, to love you like he did. He didn’t just want to be your boyfriend, he wanted to be your everything like you were to him.

Having his family accept you and love you was important to him.

“Okay, this should be everything.” Naomi returned with a small stack of papers, pausing when she saw how close the two of you were. “Am I… interrupting something?” The sly smile on her lips said that she already had her answer.

You laughed, pulling away from him. “We were just keeping each other company until you returned.”

“Sure,” she chuckled, handing you the stack. “I printed out the recipes for you. Each one has a full list of everything you’ll need to make them and if you have any questions, I’m just a phone call away.”

“Nice. When do they need to be made?”

“The festival is tomorrow afternoon,” she winced, running a hand through her hair. “We need to start working on them tonight if we want to make it in time… I’m sorry, I should have told you that first… it’s probably too short notice, right?”

“I’ll make it work and yes, I’m sure.”

“Thank you so much.”

“You’re welcome,” you replied, turning to look at Cobra and holding out your hand. “Up for some late-night shopping?”

“Sounds fun.” He slid his hand into your own, fingers lacing together.

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As soon as you returned home, you started to look over the recipes while Cobra put away anything perishable. None of them seemed too complicated so you felt confident that you could make them with little to no problem, especially with Cobra at your side.

“What are we making first?” He leaned on the counter beside you, peering at the recipes.

“What do you think?”

“We should probably choose whatever takes the longest to make so we can get it out of the way.” His eyes scanned through pages before tapping the one for the Sakura Mochi. “This is the longest, so let’s start with it.”

“Okay, let’s see. We’re supposed to soak the sweet rice for at least an hour and soak the sakura leaves for fifteen minutes.”

“Easy,” he grinned, grabbing two bowls and filling them with water. “We have to wait for them to soak, so which recipe is next?”

“Purin! We have to combine the sugar and water into a saucepan. Medium heat until the sugar has dissolved.”

Cobra did as you ordered without question, enjoying how domestic this all felt. He could definitely get used to this and was already making up excuses in his mind to get the two of you cooking together again.

For the rest of the night, the two of you worked together to bake the various treats requested by Naomi and you felt as if you were making pretty good time, all things considered. You did end up getting into a flour fight with Cobra because he kept trying to steal some of the finished treats, unable to fight his sweet tooth.

You were proud to say you had won that fight, though the messy kitchen was a reminder that you both had lost the war.

You yawned as you looked at the final two recipes, trying to decide which one you wanted to make. You had messaged Naomi about your progress and she told you that there were plenty of treats between the three of you. You should have gone to bed since it was nearly five in the morning, but you wanted to make one last thing first.

You hummed, thoughtfully. “Hey, Jun?”

“Yes, love?” He glanced over at you from where he sat on the couch, looking half-asleep.

You leaned on the counter, smiling at how cute he looked, even with bits of flour stuck to his blonde locks. “Would you rather have pumpkin spice cookies or cinnamon cookies?”

He thought about it for a moment, shifting to a more comfortable position. “I’ve never had pumpkin spice cookies before but I know you like them. I choose those.”

“What if you don’t like them?”

He hummed, closing his eyes. “I’ll like anything you make.”

“Such a hopeless romantic,” you teased softly, walking over to cover him with the blanket. You brushed the hair away from his face, fingers lingering on his cheek longer than necessary.

It didn’t take long for him to fall asleep, though you really couldn’t blame him. All you wanted to do was sleep, as well, but you decided that making these cookies was more important. He had worked hard and, though he did attempt to swipe a few treats, he had mostly behaved.

Cobra was a man who loved sweets. More than anything, he wanted the sweets that you had made with your own hands because, to him, they tasted all the sweeter. You had honestly always wanted to bake for him, but you had just never gotten around to it for two reasons.

The first was because Hyuga kept you so busy that you rarely had the time or energy. The second, which was probably more important, was because you were afraid. Afraid that they would come out terrible and he would hate them, yet he would still force himself to eat them because he loved you.

You slapped both of your cheeks at the same time, shaking your head to wake yourself up. You were going to make these cookies for him and he was going to love them, not just because you made them yourself, but because they tasted amazing.

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Cobra woke up several hours later, the apartment still smelling like sugar, pumpkin and various other sweet flavors that made his mouth water. He expected you to be asleep in the bedroom but you weren’t. You had fallen asleep at the island, the other half of your body draped over the countertop, arms acting as a pillow.

All of the treats had been wrapped up or placed in containers, ready to be picked up by Naomi. He glanced at the clock. There were still a few hours left before she was due to arrive so he had time to clean up. Before doing that, however, he wanted to take you to the bedroom. That couldn’t be a comfortable position to sleep in, after all.

He brought you carefully into his arms and you shifted closer to his warmth, mumbling incoherently in your sleep about pumpkin sugar cubes and honey tea. With a chuckle, he placed you gently in bed, bringing the covers over you so you wouldn’t catch a cold.

“Sleep well, love,” he whispered, pressing a lingering kiss to your forehead. It took a while for him to get the mess cleaned up and he was sure he had missed some flour somewhere, but that was a problem for the future.

There was a knock on the door and he headed over to open it, drying his hands with a dish towel.

“Good morning,” greeted Naomi, looking tired but pleased.

“Morning.” He stepped aside to let her in. “We got everything done and ready to go.”

“Thank you so much for the help. You two really saved me.”

“Don’t mention it. We were happy to help. Do you want some coffee?”

“I wish I could stay for one, but I have to get these to the school.”

“Do you need help?”

“No, I’ve got it,” she smiled gratefully, packing away the containers into the reusable bag she had brought with her. When she picked up the final container, she paused, a smile coming to her lips. “Pretty sure this one is for you.”

His brow furrowed as he took the plastic container from her. An orange sticky note sat on the lid with his name written on it next to a cute little heart. When had you made these? He realized it must have been after he fell asleep and he couldn’t help but smile, warmth filling his chest.

“I’ll see you later,” said Naomi as she headed for the door. “Thank you again!”

“Be safe, Naomi.”

Once she was gone, he grabbed one of the cookies from its container, taking a small bite. It was his first time trying a pumpkin spice cookie so he was a bit weary at first, but the flavor exploded on his tongue. Maybe he was crazy, but he felt as if he could feel every ounce of love you had poured into them.

With a smile, he returned to the bedroom, sliding under the covers and pulling you into his arms. You didn’t hesitate to snuggle further into his chest, adoring the way he smelled and how warm his body was.

“What time is it?” you mumbled.

He glanced at the clock on the bedside table, brushing his fingers through your hair. “It’s almost nine.”

“Shit, Naomi will be here soon.” You tried to sit up but he tightened his grip, keeping you in place.

“I already passed them along to her. Go back to sleep.”

“You didn’t give her the cookies in the plastic container with the blue lid, did you?”

“No, love,” he answered softly, unable to hold back his smile. “You didn’t have to make them for me.”

“I wanted to. I hope they came out tasting good,” you muttered, looking up at him tiredly.

“They taste amazing.”

“Do you mean that or are you just saying that because I made them?”

“I mean it.” He cupped your cheek, leaning down to rub his nose against yours. The gesture was cute and sweet, but it left you feeling embarrassed. “Thank you for making them.”

“If you want… I can bake for you more often?”

“Please,” he replied quickly before clearing his throat, color rising to his cheeks. “I’d really like that.”

“Consider it done, then,” you laughed, snuggling closer to him and closing your eyes.

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avatarl0v3r · 1 year

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Heya! Can i ask for neteyam x fem!reader where in the end the reader died instead of neteyam (maybe they tried protecting neteyam) and his reaction when the ceremony is held, thank you in advance!<3

I want my love back

NeteyamxFem!OmaticayaReader

warnings/notes: italics=Neteyams thoughts, angst, language, mentions of death, death, this is going to be short, and blood

Requested: yes

Summary: y/n dies protecting Neteyam her mate

a/n: i cried a little writing this and since i had to suffer so do you, also comments are very appreciated enjoy reading lovely’s <3

Tag list🏷️: @brookesbizzareadvendture @nao-cchi @minkyungseokie

You jumped into the water the adrenaline rush finally toning down you hear Neteyam, Spider, and Lo’ak celebrate “You all are dumbasses” you hissed out, Neteyam looks over at you his eyes widened seeing the crimson red blood mixing with the water “Shit Y/n!” he swims over to you and grabs you carrying you to a rock on the back of his ilu.

his adrenaline was pumping through his veins as he lifted you onto the rock "shit shit shit" the only thing in his mind was saving you, but you were losing to much blood, but he would try everything in his power to save you even if there wasnt much of a chance.

“Neteyam” he looked at you frantically, eyes wide, his heart racing “shh, don’t talk my love, it’ll make the pain worse” blood leaked from the hole in your chest, the bullet went straight through your body, meaning there was nothing stopping the blood from coming out.

Lo’ak and spider sat there staring as there brother cried, they’ve never seen him cry, he’d always been the strong one, yet here he was in his most vulnerable moment watching his love lose many amounts of blood.

When Jake and Neytiri arrived they heard they’re sons heart wrenching sobs as he applied pressure to the wound Jake moved Neteyam into his mothers arms as she held onto him tight, Jake inspected the wound “Shit” his ears pressed flat against his head, you were starting to black out, every muscle and bone in your body was burning, it hurt, you didn’t want to be alive.

the pain you were feeling was agonizing, you started to sob your screams being caught in your throat at blood came out of your mouth and you coughed, Neteyam hated this feeling your breathing became shallow “N-Neteyam” in an instant he tore out of his mothers grip, running to your side and gripping your hand in his “i’m here my love” he said between sobs “i-im so sorry te” he started to cry harder “No- don’t be sorry my love,” he said as tears pooled out of his eyes “there nothing to be sorry for.”

you breathing become more shallow by the moment “i love you te” and with that you closed your eyes giving into the warm feeling that had consumed your body.

your body went limb, any sort of life in you gone in an instant, Neteyam screamed in pain, hugging your body close to him wishing you’d come back, his sobs never seemed to stop, his ears pressed flat to his head as he cradled your body close to his, he didn’t care about your body slowly growing cold, he just wanted his love back “No, No, No, No Y/n please, please, not now please, eywa why, not now” his sobs echoed through air, Neytiri tried to comfort her son but he didn’t want to be touched.

He wanted his love back.

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later that night they washed your body, said prayers as your body laid on the leaf going to the middle of the water Neteyam hadn’t said a word since they returned to the village, but he eyes said it all, they were red and puffy from crying, his throat was dry from all the sobbing, tears falling onto his blue face and white freckles.

mother always said people are born twice, and that the energy you borrow you’ll one day have to give back, and that happy moments can be gone in a heart beat i guess this is what she meant.

Y/n wasnt just a girl fell in love with, she was my mate, the woman i gave my heart to, my heart, my everything, my world and now she’s gone.

your body was submerged in the water slowing floating into the yellow growing plants of the ocean, Neteyam watched as your body floated down being covered by the plant.

Neteyam started to sob under the water as he watched.

everyone says it’ll be okay, but i know it won’t, when Y/n took her last breath and left, she took my soul and heart with her, there will never be another woman i’ll ever love as i did y/n.

that’ll never happen though.

ill forever miss and crave her touch.

her smile.

her laugh.

her comforting.

her white freckles.

her heart.

her love.

and most of all her.

i want my love back.

#avatar #avatar x reader #avatar way of water #pandora #lo’ak #neteyam #neteyam x reader #neteyam x you #neteyam x y/n #neteyam angst

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loaksky · 1 year

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— 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘶𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘥

the lowdown — the one where lo’ak makes a grave mistake.

the who — lo’ak x fem human!reader

the word count — 516

the tags & warnings — language, TW! main character death, mentions of blood & fatal wounds, please tread cautiously! content under the cut! :)

the notes — based off of this request! i've never written a mc death before, i have no idea what inclined me to do so this time around i—

The blood won’t stop gushing.

It was an accident. Pure adrenaline coursing through his veins as you tried to get close without tipping off the rest. He’d acted out of sheer self-preservation, couldn’t risk being captured by the enemy.

But you’re no enemy. You’re his ________, all his.

You were one of three kids who’d been trapped on Pandora, too young to survive the journey back to earth. So you stayed, even after you'd grown into yourself and was offered the option to go back home.

But Pandora was your home, Lo'ak was your home.

That planet will kill you, your parents warned you time and time again through a tiny screen in the lab that Norm and Max were heading.

You hadn’t relented, too tied to the people, to the beauty of the sprawling forests, the glowing waters, the mighty creatures. Your life was an oasis, living in proximity to the Sully’s and their clan.

So when they started closing in, the sky people, using you and the other two as bait to lure them out, you knew there wasn’t much time left.

They’d been hot on your heels until you cut through the brush, took the hit of the unforgiving trees, branches gnarled. Lo’ak had been so close, waiting for your call, waiting for any sign of you, but they’d hear you. Capture you to use you as collateral.

You know Lo’ak, know your friend so well that he’d go with them to make sure you were safe.

“Fuck, wait, stay with me.”

Hands are icy to the touch, but hot, alive like a livewire underneath the skin as his huge palms close over your grasp on the hilt of the dagger.

“Jesus,” you hoarse, gaze glazing as you stare at the blade lodged deep within your navel with hiccuping breaths. “Good shot.”

Your laugh is breathy, like one too many will drain you, but Lo’ak is in no mood to laugh. He’s too busy taking note of your rapidly paling face under the oxygen mask.

“Why didn’t you say anything?” he cries out. “I could’ve– I wouldn’t have–“

“They’re close, Lo’ak,” you hoarse. “If I called, they’d know. I couldn’t lead them to you.”

Your hands are loosening and Lo’ak’s face shades with alarm.

“Wait, no, no!” he calls out.

Your bloody palm comes up to touch his cheek, thumb brushing his bottom lip.

“Be quiet,” you whisper.

He shakes his head.

“Stop, ________,” he shudders. “Don’t–”

“Leave me, Lo’ak,” you murmur, eyes unfocused. “Be brave.”

His hands are trembling as he brushes your hair from your face.

“You-You remember when we were little?” he chokes. “I asked you if we’d always be friends?”

Your smile is weak, fingertip brushing the tear that brims his waterline.

“You could…you could kill someone, and I’d–“ You cough and the inside of your mask is smattered with vermillion. “I’d still…”

Your last breath shudders through your tiny frame until you go slack.

You’d still be his friend.

Of course you would.

He could almost hear your taunting voice, sweet and teasing.

“How well has that aged?”

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doodlegirl1998 · 8 months

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No one talked or wants to talk about it is how Tenko had more good stuff than Izu. I'm talking about his two faceless friends when Tenchan was a cute baby. No they aren't important and granted Hori can't bakugoufied them any minute

My point is so far

Compared to Izuku's childhood...Tenko was better. He had a lovely corgi,his big sis loved him and he had friends.

"but Kotaro" yes Hori is a coward to go to the laziest option but even so...Tenko the soon to be Le villain had a better childhood than the mc (not forgetting his pain here but it's not as if he was abused 24/7. Hori went to a coward route but we only see one bad day on Kotaro. To be clear not excuse the abuse just saying Tenko had people on his side even if it wasn't perfect)

Now compared to Izuku's past and ....wow.

Izu doesn't have good friends

Never had a fluffy corgi (bk would have killed I know he would)

His mom is just existing.

And he is stuck with his abuser (in the begin Izu didn't had a good view on bk which hori couldn't let stand)

It's just...Izu had a sad backstory but no one gives a shit. Is it sadder than shig? The point it's not this... The point is how the mc has a bad childhood and his villain had a decent one (again I KNOW IT WASNT PERFECT)

Hi @mikeellee 👋,

You do have a good point here, while Tenko had an abusive father in Kotaro (which Hori went super lazy with making him abusive and failed to expand on his abuse), in his childhood he's shown to have more good things in his life than Izuku has had.

Tenko had in his backstory prior to the accident:

A good pet in Mon-chan

A big sister who loved him (although I am mixed on Hana, her lying to save herself from Kotaro as another part of her main appearance doesn't do her any favours. Although that sits more on Kotaro making his daughter that afraid of him.)

A mum and Grandparents who loved him** (although they too are not without fault, they should have acted sooner to stand up to Kotaro but no one can deny they loved Tenko.)

And his two faceless nameless friends who seemed nice from what little we are told.

Whereas Izu in his backstory;

Has never had any pet to our knowledge.

Has no cool big brother or sister.

His Dad is MIA ( apparently abroad working but he's never shown to call Izuku or come home.)

He has no sweet loving grandparents from his mum or dads side.

His Mum* doesn't stand up for him and cries on him about his being born quirkless.

Izuku is never shown to have any friend prior to U.A.

Izuku is chronically bullied (abused) from the ages of 4 - 14 by Bakugou and his cronies. (I'd argue this is actually still ongoing in UA the tone in the narrative has just shifted to be more in Bkg's favour now than Izu's.) And Izuku is still STUCK with Bakugou as a member of the 'wonder duo'... (that whole concept can fuck right off.)

So Shig, other than Kotaro being an abusive POS, actually had more nice things in his backstory than Izu did whereas Izu's backstory (prior to meeting All Might) is just PAIN.

*- it could be argued that Inko is a good thing in Izuku's backstory and while I'm not denying she loves him I'm saying that in their relationship is not all that great... He has to comfort her a lot of the time she's on screen and Hori never shows Inko confronting Aldera or the Bakugou's about her son's bullying. So she's failing as a parent there.

** - While Nao and her parents are actually shown standing up to Kotaro which is leaps and bounds ahead of anything Inko is shown to do for Izu (sorry it's true.)

#mha critical #bnha critical #izuku deserves better #Midoriya Inko critical #anti bakugou #anti bakugou katsuki

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