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loser-hub · 3 years
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Nice.
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okay new game - horikoshi tends to name his characters after traits of their quirks, so based on the meaning of your name, what would your quirk be? 
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loser-hub · 3 years
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Oh boy, opening the can of worms I see. Here are mine, completely and irrevocably self-indulgent. Also a complete call out to my type.
Hubby x Dabi- I Want You Here by Plumb.
Hubby x Enji Todoroki- Into You by Ariana Grande.
Hubby x Kotaro Bokuto- Sweater Weather by The Neighbourhood.
Hubby x Sanemi Shinazugawa- Come Away With Me by Norah Jones.
Hubby x Obito Uchiha- Something Just Like This by Coldplay and The Chainsmokers.
I'm tagging @bisexual-pansexual-bitch-101 , @bakugosgorl , @amajikikuro and @nonobadcat plus anyone else!
starting a new tag came 🥺 list your selfship and your favorite songs that remind you of them! 💛
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♡ levi ackerman x march — if forever falls apart by ashe
♡ bokuto kotaro x march — video games by the young professionals
♡ zeke yeager x march — sex on fire by kings of leon
♡ keigo takami x march — fly love by jamie foxx
♡ shoto todoroki x march — seattle by sam kim
♡ kento nanami x march — slow dancing in the dark by joji
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I’m tagging @m-mortimer @sleepyrintaro @osmosly @lumos-flies wants to join in!
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loser-hub · 3 years
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Usual mornings with Endeavor with his little housespouse...
Summary: Soft domestic Enji.
Warnings: None!
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Waking up at four in the morning, on the dot. Your internal alarm clock all to used to the song and dance of the morning ritual. Like a jolt of electricity it pushes you out of the lonely and cold bed, your husband in the shower getting ready for the long day ahead of him. Whipping up a hearty breakfast that would keep him full and give him enough energy to get through the day, knowing he's going to forget about lunch.
Giving him a kiss once he's out of the shower, the stubble he has yet to shave tickling your face and the droplets clinging to his scarlet hair occasionally dripping on your face.
Morning Enji is soft Enji. Sleep still clouding his mind his gruff voice expresses his appreciation unabashedly, knowing he doesn't deserve someone as wonderful as you. You settle on his lap as he sits down at the kitchen table, drinking his coffee and eating your cooking, his large hand running across your spine as you drift in and out of thought.
Helping him get ready, double checking he has his car and house keys, his wallet and phone while he ties his boots. Letting you buckle his belt and adjust the heavy metal pauldrons that weigh down his hero costume to your hearts content. Knowing his appearance is paramount to his job, if he had it his way there would be no popularity contests and rankings but whatever made the fans happy and continued their support.
The gentle and desperate kiss he gives you as he's opening the front door. The regret and disappointment flowing through at the notion that he has to leave you yet again. Begging you to get more sleep and that he'll check in later when he has time. Both of you knowing he doesn't but he'll make time, even if he has to further the stereotype that he's a demanding boss so his employees will scatter in fear for a few minutes of peace.
A bittersweet feeling of watching him get in his car and drive off from the porch. Wishing him well and to be safe so he can come back home to you.
Just sigh mornings with Enji.
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Taking care of the Todoroki men..
Summary: The fiery men fall sick. How do they act? Do they give in to their s/o wanting to dote on them?
Warnings: None unless your unsettled by sickness. Gender neutral.
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Stubborn, stubborn man.
Consistently runs himself into the ground in every aspect of his life. Hero work, training, family matters and upholding your relationship. Gives every ounce he has into everything he does.
Despite the many lectures he gives to people about caring for their health and well-being he often shirks his own. Believing he doesn't deserve to take "breaks" for his own health.
So what happens when he's hit with a villains quirk that leaves him bound to his bed while he's coughing up a lung, can't speak due to his inflamed throat and fever wrecking havoc on his immune system? He tries to go to work.
You're awoken up from your dream filled sleep to the sound of something very large falling. Enji had collapsed from the bout of dizziness and vertigo that played a cruel trick on his feverish mind.
After trying to help him and persuade him back to bed he brushes you off, saying he's fine, and goes to work. Not a hour later he's stumbling through the door of your home, nearly collapsing again. This time he listens to you when you usher him to the bedroom and lay him down, hearing the quiet mutter of an apology as he finally gives in. Wonders never cease.
Now he's learned his lesson and doesn't give a fight when you start worrying about him and start coaxing him to take medicine. Out of all of them he's the one to love the attention most, soaking it up like a sponge while he tries to keep a disgruntled expression. He'd give you far too much pleasure in yourself if you knew you were making him feel all mushy and soft on the inside so he puts on an ever grumpier facade, for now.
The phrase "grin and bear it" made flesh.
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The worst of them all. Living in a shithole, eating the bare minimum, smoking and nearly ripping apart by the seams makes his health plummet in the cold and flu seasons. He's also the worst because whatever reservations about being "clingy", "needy", and "affectionate" go out the window. In layman's terms Touya turns into a massive baby.
From the moment he wakes up he's complaining about every little thing. He's too hot, the blanket is too scratchy, his staples hurt, the room is too bright so on and so forth.
At least in this state he says "please" and "thank you" during his rants about his needs. You can't very well leave him to defend himself so you oblige. Finding simple, easy food to settle his stomach, crank up the air conditioner, find him a better blanket and as gross as it is, clean the discharge out of his staples. All the while he's babbling in a state of delusional happiness. Whatever feelings he keeps bottled up spilling over as his turquoise eyes watch your every move. It's quite sweet and a nice payment for taking care of the arsonist.
When everything is said and done he says the cure-all for his sickness: cuddles. Of all the things.
Before you can even retort saying you would also get sick and have to deal with his further complaining he releases all the stored energy he's built up since waking up and pulls you underneath the covers, hearing none of your own complaints as he wraps you up with him.
He's rather smug with himself when you concede and give him his final request. He's an absolute man-child through and through and you both know it.
When he recovers he'll threaten to burn you to ash if you mention it, much less tease him about his sudden change in behavior. Of course he doesn't mean it. If he did then who would take care of him when he gets sick again?
That's right, no one. So he keeps you around, leeching off the possibility of getting you to wear a nurse costume next time.
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The most cooperative of the three.
He does fall sick quite often, never anything serious, but enough to keep him bedbound for a time due to the constant use of his quirks. Whenever he uses his cold side heavily he runs the risk of catching the flu and a stomach bug for his hot side.
Whenever he does he has no reservations about getting into bed and resting. After his mother was placed in the psychiatric hospital getting chicken noodle soup, a compress to his forehead and care after getting sick was out of the question so he always tried to sleep it off.
So he's quite giddy inside when he sees you rush into the room with a piping hot bowl of soup, bread and medicine.
When he's awake and being tended to he monitors your own health to ensure you don't fall sick either, feeling terrible when he notices you slowly but surely getting sick as well.
Shoto only needs a day or two of rest and being tended to recover from the mild fever and chills and then its his turn to care for you. He's far, far less experienced in the matter and ends up researching on the internet how to care for you.
There's many things he has to learn still and knowing how to nurse a sick person back to health is one of them. He's watched you everytime and generally tries to follow your lead and when you can, through a scratchy throat, coughs and sniffles guide him through the steps.
After he's put a cold pack on your forehead and you've eaten a box of instant noodles he slides back into bed with you. Letting you use either side of his body to regulate your temperature as a silent apology.
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loser-hub · 3 years
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not feeling my best tonight so him being stupidly caring kinda is keeping me afloat lol I hope he does the same to you all lovely people
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loser-hub · 3 years
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Bokuto: >:}୨
Kuroo: >:=}ง
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loser-hub · 3 years
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Why you gotta call me out like this? 😫
What your favorite Bnha guy says about you (slightly nsfw)
these are semi-serious lol & probably not accurate so don’t kill me pls
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Bakugou Katsuki:
You enjoy pain and being bullied (jk)
You’re stubborn but you’ll always fight for what you believe it
You like sexc people
You have a wild side to you that you keep hidden irl
Todoroki Shouto:
You’ve always liked the stoic quiet handsome anime guys
Daddy issues probably
Can get a lil angsty at times
You’re loyal though
Midoriya Izuku:
You’re a sweetheart
You don’t like pushovers
You have a strong sense of justice and compassion
You’ll defend your friends with your life
Kirishima Eijiro:
You like thicc shirtless guys
You like fluffy pets
You like gentlemen
You want to be treated like a queen (because you are & you deserve it 👑)
Takami Keigo:
You really like fried chicken or you’re a vegan (don’t question me on this)
You like mature men
You’re a bit flirtatious (or at least you want to be)
You enjoy more laid back relationships
Dabi:
You’re kinky
Real kinky
You always go for the hot villains
You had an emo/scene phase or you’re still in it right now
You probably listen to corpse
Aizawa Shouta:
You like dilfs
You like cats
You are also v kinky
You probably like being tied
You like being in serious relationships
Tamaki Amajiki:
You like shy boys
You probably like sasuke too
Either you’re probably a lil shy irl or you’re an extrovert who loves to talk to people
You’re very empathetic
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loser-hub · 3 years
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Thoughts on some choice characters from the first two seasons of Haikyu!! I've watched.
Shoyo- Sweet hyperactive knucklehead ninja volleyball lover. His energy is infectious and secretly terrifying. 7/10.
Tobio- Hated him at first but-but I grew to love his secret dorkiness and the uncreative insults ie 'buttwipe' he calls Shoyo is peak dumbass energy. 8/10.
Daichi- Oh, oh this man. He does something to me. Supportive captain that's a powerhouse in his own right that knows how to push everyone's buttons to get them pumped up? 9/10.
Yu- I kin this 5'2 dumbass. Again, his energy is infectious and I adore his and Ryunosuke's antics over Kiyoko. Rolling Thunder makes me laugh every time. 8.5/10.
Kuroo- LOVE OF MY FUCKING LIFE. The hair, the smirk, the Oya, loved every second he was on screen. Better have more or I'm gonna be mad. 10/10.
Oikawa- Despise him, everything about him. I hate him with every fiber of my being. Wanna punch this arrogant ladies man in the face, Tobio is superior. 9/10.
Bokuto- I really, really thought I'd hate him. I really did. Goofy boy, silly boy, stupid boy, baby boy. With his random bouts of depression mid game? Getting smacked in the face by balls? My other kin. 10/10.
Yuji- Random ass boi. The hair? Perfect. The stance? Powerful. The tongue piercing? Immaculate. Literal embodiment of copy cat and I stan him. 7/10.
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loser-hub · 3 years
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Fuck.
Your lock screen is your quarantine partner
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loser-hub · 3 years
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About Me and Rules:
Hello! Welcome to the Hub!
Information: I go by Hubby, I'm in my 20's, my pronouns are she/her & they/them! Writer on the side because I need an outlet and daydreaming/fantasizing in my head doesn't go anywhere. I mostly write oneshots, drabbles, ficlets and long ass headcannons because I don't trust myself with writing anything longer.
Fandoms: My Hero Academia, Demon Slayer, Haikyuu, Dorohedoro and many more!
Rules: I write mostly SFW on this blog, there is dark content from the past but any and all further NSFW will be directed on my other blog.
Masterlist:
My Hero Academia.
Special-
Valentine's Day HC's.
Pro-Hero Valentine's Day HC's.
Multiple-
Endeavor, Dabi & Shoto get sick HC's.
Endeavor-
General HC's.
Worry Wort Endeavor.
Hawks-
Birdbrain HC's P1.
Birdbrain HC's P2.
Hawks x Cat Quirk!Reader.
Stain-
General Yandere HC's.
All For One-
General Yandere HC's.
Demon Slayer
General HC's.
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Endeavor: an attempt to achieve a goal.
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Summary: Self indulgent ficlet with a contemplative, worrisome Endeavor.
Warnings: None! Pure, unadulterated fluff.
The three remaining Todoroki children all come to a sudden realization: they hadn't seen their father at home for quite some time. Everyday when they returned they find the house quiet. They knew their father worked long hours and was rarely home but often times when they were getting ready for the day, they would hear him leave. Now however they heard nothing when they were awake and nothing when they were asleep. The new dynamic at home was welcomed by the youngest of the three while the two eldest weren't sure what to make of it, despite the new peace they were worried for his safety and well-being.
Enji would find his way to your home everyday after work, he'd set his shoes aside while you helped him remove his jacket. No words would be spoken, afraid the sound of speech would shatter the intimate moment. He'd wander over to the recliner you had bought for him and sit down, a short glass of bourbon in hand, to contemplate. The time varies. He may sit in silence from ten minutes to an hour. He'd sit alone or pull you into his large lap when you passed by. Those were the moments he'd cry. Letting the emotions he bottled up release in a torrent of self-doubt. Asking questions you didn't have the answer to but helped explain away, your fingers combing through his crimson colored hair while he hid in the crook of your neck. Often how he wondered how much suffering he had to endure for sufficient recompense, what he had to do to prove he's changed and learned from his mistakes. What he had to swear to reconcile with the people he's hurt. That's all he wanted and the longer time went on the heavier the task weighed, you tried to share the burden but this was his to resolve.
Contemplative silence accompanied with your presence was calming, grounding. Holding you in his arms he didn't feel so alone, you relied on him and that made getting out of bed worth it. Your smile was the light of his life, your laughter the fuel to his fire, the way you looked at him in soft moments the reason he kept going.
The time varied but when he felt that he had recharged enough his attention is solely on you. You've been so attentive to his needs he can only repay in kind in his own awkward and unsure way. The first on his list is to always make sure you've eaten, your health one of his top priorities so he'll ask if you have. Offering to make a meal with you or take you out, if neither of you are in the mood to socialize takeout is ordered right to your doorstep. The next nightly step is asking how your day was, letting you unload your worries and stresses onto his more than capable shoulders. He doesn't want you to keep your emotions under lock and key, knowing full well how dangerous that can be. He's not as wise as he wishes but he'll be damned if he doesn't offer you advice and even help with whatever has you down. Work to familial matters and everything in between. He wants to he relied on, to be the rock and light in your life just as you are to his. He'd do everything for you if he could but he's aware that kind of relationship can turn toxic and he wants to avoid that if possible. Though he doesn't know if any relationship with him no matter the length will stay stable. No more toxicity, no dependency and no fights. The motto he lives by throughout your relationship until its second nature. Healthy, happy and secure.
Your home becomes as cold as the Arctic whenever Enji is around. His quirk a blessing and a curse. Even when its deactivated Hellflame produces an exorbitant amount of heat, heat that when he's trying to relax and wind down makes him unbearably uncomfortable. Solution? Crank that thermostat down as it could go. Compromise? Enji pays your electric bill and he keeps you warm with snuggling. Perfect compromise. It just works.
The Number One Hero is a walking furnace, a furnace that has no qualms about you using him as a bed. Its the least he can do for putting you through the cold for his sake. Your form resting against his while a thin blanket is draped across your bodies for privacies sake as an extra layer of insulation. His hand is large, fingers thick and calloused and barely used to administrating soft touches. He tries. Hand laying at the curve of your back, his fingertips brushing across your spine, your head laying on his broad chest. The moment is serene. The occasional activation of the air conditioner breaking the quietness of the room, the whirring of the blades drowned out by the thudding heartbeat directly underneath your ear. There was something unique about sleeping with a hero, the top ranking hero at that, that made the world feel different. Feel safe. The worries of the world and the villains all melted away.
Eventually the thumping of Enji's heart and the exhaustion of the day catches up with you, lulling you to sleep without your consent. You don't realize you've fallen asleep until you're in a dream, whatever blessed reprieve from the outside world taking control of your senses. Hands play with your hair and massage the knots out of your muscles so delicately, ghosts of touches placed on your skin while the your half waits to follow you to the Dreamland.
Sleep never comes to Enji easily, never has. Even when he pushed his body to the point of falling apart he'd lay awake, staring at the ceiling, and even witnessing the sunrise once or twice before he'd fall asleep. Never for long. An hour or two at the moment. That's not the case with you. The sleep cycle he's known the majority of his life gets turned on its head in your presence, in your arms he nods off before he can stop the encroaching slumber. Part of him welcomes it with open arms and the other, the ever alert hero, needs him to stay awake. He knows he's the target of many villains and needs to be vigilant to ensure your safety. His heart clenches in despair whenever his intrusive thoughts turn down the path of losing you. Getting caught in the crossfire or kidnapped to be used against him are two possibilities that do keep him up at night, thoughts swimming of what would happen if he lost you. His ultimate failure.
He doesn't notice you've woken up until your hands are on either side of his face, cupping his cheeks and your worried voice calling out his name. Snapped back to reality he always apologizes for waking you, never accepting that you simply needed water as an answer. You must've known and felt his worry in your sleep, his teeth grind together when he gets lost in his own thoughts.
"You won't let that happen, I'll never leave you", he's always stunned silent whenever you say such things. His firstborn, his wife, his other children, his family. You have so much trust in him to give him hope like that, he'd understand if you feared the relationship with him would have the same outcome but you don't. Day-after-day building him to be better and more than he was. His large arms scoop you up and hold you close, if he didn't fear what you'd think of him he'd let a handful of tears slip. He had never known happiness this unbridled, this pure before. It defeated him every way imaginable and he wanted more, the only thing granted to him unreservedly that he'd accept. Keeping you from the cold, saving you from the villains, letting you mould him, helping him reconcile with his remaining family..
He'd endeavor through it all with you.
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loser-hub · 3 years
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okay but... rb this and tag it with your favorite haikyuu man and your top three kinks.
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loser-hub · 3 years
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Manifesting a Dabi, Hawks, Deku or Kuroo, Atsumu, Tobio Anon while I procrastinate work on fics. I will see what the hub bub is about over character anons! 🙏🏻
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Since I have like...three mutuals at most, you're doing it again!
@theyscreamjade @knifeewifee @swectdabi @bisexual-pansexual-bitch-101 @amajikikuro @bakugosgorl @k-a-m-i-uwu @nonobadcat @braveheart-dragon @purpleberry-cola and everyone else! I adore absolutely everyone of you and those that'll hopefully follow next!
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This is a Tumblr hug, pass it on to your ten favourite followers and mutuals!
Will do. ^^ @mintydump @whatzup-bro @blackreaderstation @itstheendofthegoddamnworld @megagenshinimpact @jian-yee @mackenzith @foxy-bandit-lol @regularhothead @the-golden-dragoness
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this is the “Its all right” Deku! Reblog in 5 seconds and everything will be all right!
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loser-hub · 3 years
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PRECIOUS BABY 🍓
Strawberry Dabi 🍓
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