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penaltyboxboxbox · 4 months

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any genderbend headcanons you would like to share 👀????

YEAH....YEAH I DO....theyre all pretty random and non specific but if you want to hear me ramble about my girl drivers here u go

Charles: she's a non conventional fashion girlie...........she likes to dress quite femininely and and gets a lot of fashion based brand deals so she is often pairing skirts and such with her sportswear and it sometimes looks a bit silly. a lot of her fits are like...is it a fit or is she just really pretty and wearing designer lol. the skirt i drew her in is what I THINK would be her version of the quali pants, it's this knit skirt from gucci 💁‍♂️

Carlos: she is like two steps away from being a high bun lesbian. still keeps her FEM VIBES mostly because of family pressure. but the second she gets put in a dress its all a little . hm. youre a masc arent you.

Pierre: happy to be the paddock baddie like....she embraces it fully. she got a boob job and doesnt care if people know. constantly hints at being bisexual on instagram but will never confirm.

Esteban: the girl who had the most major glow up............and who has also had a bob her whole gd life. literally lives in a lulu jacket and yoga pants like its her uniform. she and pierre had the most toxic codependent girl friendship of all time. she's soooo so so tall and always got mad growing up because none of the boys liked her cause she was taller than them and got teased about it....still tall as fuck

Lance: my tall and beautiful wife...every few months she chops her bangs too short and everyone cries until they grow out again. she hates having hair in her eyes.... hates dresses and heels since she always sits with her legs out...gotta be comfy duh..

Fernando: milflonso............she was an it girl in her youth and then got divorced and came out as a lesbian and became an irresistible masc

George: the preppiest girl you can imagine she will never cut her hair AND she will wear a skort. extreme complex about being a tall girl.

Lewis: ultimate fashionista like she gets it....changes her hair a lot more than boy lewis....extremely in denial lesbian who dates the gayest men imaginable

Yuki: shes a hey mamas lesbian. she flirts so hard with pierre from like eye level with her huge boobs. kind of a fuckboy she swears she'll treat you rightttt come on babyyyy

Daniel: used to be such a hotgirl such a coolgirl like in her younger days she had long long hair and dressed sexy and was all about pushing this like....im a hot girl but im also so cool and just like the boys 😜 (she was overcompensating for something) but after she leaves redbull she like cuts off all her hair and slowly starts mascing the fuck out as she gets older.....now shes just straight up soft butch and everyone knows she kisses girls

Max: grew up forced to have the worst bowlcut in the world and never got to be very girly or anything so when she grew up she finally let her hair grow long and never cuts it. has barely any personal style and still cannot walk in heels tho.

Checo: arguably the one who cleans up the best like shes the one with the makeover montage everyone is so used to seeing her in red bull gear and a ponytail every damn day the second she puts on an outfit everyones like HELLO?????

Valtteri: used to be permanently in the low pony tail and attempting to dress acceptably business casual woman enough for things but after she left merc just embraced being a butch. has the same mullet as guy val. hallelujah

Guanyu: suuuuuch a fashion girl and absolutely rules instagram and weibo..........always doing photoshoots and stuff. experiments with cute hairstyles a lot, but always keeps her bangs ☝️

Alex: used to be super plain like wore big hoodies and just left her hair long and straight and hanging there until one day she got the chop+undercut going on.......now shes well aware shes everyones ideal boyfriend if he were a girlfriend.

Logan: my florida girl......my natural blonde with her little ponytail.....when she was growing up her parents definitely put her shirts like this

Lando: she is a racing driver as much as she is an influencer.............people discourse about if shes fanservicing like every 2 seconds. girl gamer and proud.

Oscar: she lives in gym clothes. nike pros or leggings every day with the most boring shirt. never does her hair or wears makeup

KMag: best mom everrrrrrr 🫶

Nico: she talks openly about how men are very intimidated by her. she is indeed kind of scary.

#ask #genderbend

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urostakako · 7 days

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Utahime and Maki!!! Hiii <3

hi circe <333

utahime:

favorite thing about them: i love how fun she is. she has to behave in front of her superiors but away from them shes so passionate and loud and the contrast is really funny to me. and i love the fact that she gets so smug when bad things happen to people she doesnt like lol shes so funny

least favorite thing about them: idk maybe the fact she works/allies herself with gakuganji? but idrc about it THAT much cuz it seems to me shes just doing what she has to to get a say in what goes on in kyoto tech. OH actually i dont like that shes into anti aging makeup.... utahime dw about that ur so hot already....

favorite line:

"I GET TO DRINK ALCOHOOOOL 🎵" (168.5)

brOTP: uhh idk ig i like the dynamic between her and her students :)) her teaching style is very different and focuses on working together and they also love her a lot, and she clearly cares about each of them so <33 enough to cheer them on even if only one of them is playing (phanpara illustration my beloved...🫶) im a sucker for when the adults care about the kids

OTP: SHOKOHIMEEEEEE 🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶

nOTP: her with any jjk man. they all suck and are gross and she doesnt gaf about any of them god bless

random headcanon: shokos the one to heal up her scar.... she used to lord over the fact she was taller than shoko and got bitter that shoko ended up growing taller than her... doesnt like yuki that much i think because shes annoying... beef with kusakabe

unpopular opinion: hate it when ppl say she has motherly instincts. shes not boring or annoying. SHE DOES NOT LIKE GOJO !!!! IN ANY WAY !!!! and i cant believe this is unpopular 😔... but shes a lesbian

song i associate with them: Aaware Bhawren by Hema Sardesai and Malaysia Vasudevan, and NIGHT DANCER by imase

favorite picture of them: <33

maki:

favorite thing about them: her role as an older sister and her relationship with mai, the fact that her motivation was for mai but mai assumed the whole time she had been abandoned... </3 this and her post shibuya design

least favorite thing about them: that shes friends with yuuta. she can find better friends

favorite line:

Naoya: "Don't you have a human heart?"

Maki: "No... It was taken from me." (150)

"Sorry... would you repeat that?" (151)

brOTP: i love the idea of the dynamic between her and yuuji, both being the physically strongest of their group and how they might bond over that. and ofc maki and mai </3

OTP: nobamaki <33 the way nobara was so immediately infatuated with her and maki always going so soft around her... how they would navigate their relationship post shibuya with all the changes, with mai and nobara's friends gone, with all their new scars... </3

nOTP: i hate yutamaki. and all the proship garbage. and also her pairing with any dude

random headcanon: she and mai met megumi as kids and she disliked megumi initially and was distrustful of most strangers and ppl within the clan. even when learned megumi wasnt really a zenin she still thought he was hoity toity. this impression dissolved when she got to know him and now she messes with him all the time for being prissy

song i associate with them: I Guess by Mitski, Usseewa by Ado, and I Liked You Through The Veil by yuragi

favorite picture of them:

#ty for the ask !!!!!!#circe <3 #ask game #hanancouldyounot

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sunreisets · 9 months

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Thanks for tagging me @solitaire-enthusiast !

Are you named after anyone?: Real name no, but my english name i would say i kinda named myself after Sunny from SNSD, but mostly because that was my animal crossing username HAHHA

when was the last time you cried: probably a few days ago? Before i went to snork mimi

Do you have kids?: im still a minor, im still a teenager so definitely not, but i do tend to be a sibling/mother figure to some of my cousins whenever their parents are busy aka i babysit my younger cousins i hope that’s counted HAHHA

Do you use sarcasm a lot?: not really, sometimes in a joking manner. Im really bad at being sarcastic

What sport do you play/have you played: dance is a sport so i would go with that, i think? Im 11 years into learning ballet. Other than that i would say i played quite a bit of sports since Singapore’s education system consists of different sports different term in their PE syllabus.

What’s the first thing you notice about people: their eyes!!! Eyes captivate me and usually emotions are told through the eyes.

What’s your eye colour: brown, black. Usually a dark shade of brown i think?

Scary movies or happy endings: happy endings 100% i watched a scary movie once and it triggered a chain of paranoia and anxiety attacks.

Any special talents: if you say singing, artistic abilities and dancing then yeah, but im not very good at all 3 BAHAHHA

Where were you born: MAJULAH SINGAPURA (singapore) 🔥

What are your hobbies?: drawing, singing, genshin impact and just art in general!

Do you have any pets?: sadly no :[ i used to have two snails though!

How tall are you: 160cm I’ve grown im taller than yuki now

favourite subject in school?: history, art, science!

Dream job: artist, designer or writer :]

Tagging @princeofpyrenee @schuvries and anyone who wants to join! Sorry if i tagged you and you’ve already done it :[[[

#vixen of the night #Yipee

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francoisceverts · 2 years

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"Women are just naturally weaker" i am like 4 inches taller than yuki tsunoda (and im not even a tall woman). I am confident I could take lando norris in a fight. In a sport where being smaller and lighter is a benefit, sex surely doesn't make much of a difference? And women are surely ideal drivers given that there's more of us who are small/light?

RIGHT!!!! dani pedrosa, considered the best motogp rider to never win a world championship, is 5'2. being big and bulky and tall isnt an advantage in the same way. my brother is quick bcos he's skinny etc etc

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togamzee · 4 months

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The first night he was forced to see Isabella’s head split on the pavement in his dreams, he flew out of the bed to vomit. Visceral panic overcame him entirely. The image shook him to the depths of his core–an image he took as a message, and one he had no defense against. It took no less than half a night’s worth of reassurance and distraction in order to lull him into a cautious slumber.

Yukio threw up again mere hours later.

His dry heave in the early morning after only barely shutting his eyes again served as the solidifying act of a new normal. The images and scenes weren’t going to stop. They’d grow in horrific intensity, memories and loves in lifetimes he knew were theirs becoming indiscernible. Some pieces had to have been real, he was almost sure–though he wouldn’t run something so painful by Isa. Because if it was true, then…

He didn’t want to force her into reliving ancient traumas they’d experienced together. Fuck, he didn’t even want her imagining the gruesomely exaggerated ones Alois continuously placed in his mind, especially not…the ones targeting her. What he did let on of it was more than enough. Never in his life did he have any remote urge to fight sleep as he did now. What started as faint shadows under those large ocean eyes had rapidly become dark, deep, and impossible to ignore. And he hated how much he knew it weighed them down. Taking care of him meant not leaving the villa, it meant impossible waking hours.

Two weeks of exhaustion had to catch up eventually.

Alois knew nothing but patience, after all. It’d come. The moment to slip ever so carefully away, silent in the early evening without a trace. Grabbing his phone after changing into a fit meant for a night at the club, he gently shut every door behind him. He took no risks in vanishing. Isabella was near impossible to part with physically…let alone like this. Alois let out a slow exhale when his feet hit the sidewalk outside their villas. He took one final glance over his shoulder, expressionless, turned right and began walking away.

The rest of this should be easy, then, if he’d accomplished as much.

Pulling out his phone, he opened a group chat Yukio hadn’t replied in for…well.

His lip twitched. Closing the group chat message, he opened another.

Shinozaki Yukio: hey

Tsuta Makoto: Oh, he lives again.

Shinozaki Yukio: yes. im sorry, makoto. :(

Tsuta Makoto: For?

Shinozaki Yukio: hiding.

Tsuta Makoto: I see. What are you up to?

Shinozaki Yukio: was actually going to ask you guys in the gc

Tsuta Makoto: Rin, Natsui and Yumi are with me. We’ll be headed out soon.

Tsuta Makoto: Unless you’ve got some other idea.

Shinozaki Yukio: nope! got uber be there soon :)

Makoto answered the door before Alois could so much as knock. He smiled perfectly up at the taller man; in an effort to absolve any potential tension between them. Not that he believed there really was any. Makoto gaped for a beat or two, floundering in a sense that made Alois laugh. He’d mimicked well enough for Isa, hadn’t he? Mimicking for these simple party types posed no challenge whatsoever. Alois reached up, smile softening as he brushed his fingertips against Makoto’s jawline. “You’re standing in the way, Makoto.” He could hear the chatter of the girls in the background, tossing the ‘who’s there?’ question around amongst themselves. Makoto didn’t budge, expression hardening as he studied the sleepy blond’s face for answers to the questions swarming in his eyes.

“Yuki…what’s the matter? You look exhausted.”

Oh. He’d forgotten that small appearance detail.

Letting out a soft, short exhale, Alois lowered his gaze. “...I am. Isa and I…um. We…”

No challenge. Makoto moved, eyes still transfixed on him while he entered the house and took a few steps past him. “Are you sure you should be going out? We can stay here. They don’t need us to go out with them if you need to rest–”

“Let me catch up a little first, please?” Alois batted his eyes over his shoulder at him. He stopped walking, letting those innocent weapons hook into Makoto, gently tugging at the feelings the man harbored with a half lidded gaze. He dropped his voice, turning on his heel to take one step back in towards him. “...Listen...I just…with everything that happened between me and her, I…” He paused, chewing at his lip and nervously toying at the ends of his bangs. “I had a lot to think about…” He trailed off, taking some steps backwards before turning and trotting down the hallway to the living room. He was loudly greeted with a chorus of cheers and squeals, arms wrapped around him in drunken, pleasantly surprised stupor. Alois figured that would have been enough to stump Makoto, put hope in him, to have the other find himself back with the group a few minutes later to resume the drinking and banter.

He waited about ten minutes before pulling his phone out, keeping his screen to himself while sending the text.

Shinozaki Yukio: do you still think you love me

He instantly locked onto Makoto’s expression as he read the message, holding the stare for a moment before the other shifted in the couch to type out a reply.

Tsuta Makoto: What are you getting at?

Shinozaki Yukio: do you really think itll feel different to sleep with someone who loves me

Makoto’s face didn’t so much as twitch. He didn’t look over, but he did lift his gaze from the phone, nearly pocketing it before it buzzed again.

Shinozaki Yukio: if you go upstairs ill get them out of here

Grabbing the bottle of vodka and downing a swig was all Alois could do to keep his lips from smirking as Makoto rose, lightly cuffing one of the girls over the head before excusing himself for the night. His departure was met with several ‘awws,’ and pouts, quickly turned around by Alois rising and beaming, “I got an Uber, don’t worry! I haven’t seen you guys in forever, so we’re still going!”

With a perfect grin and laugh still plastered on Yukio’s face, Alois stalled the three girls, rising a minute or so later and gesturing at Yumi. “Help me clean up and stuff real quick, okay? In the kitchen?” The girl nodded in agreement, stumbling alongside the blond across the hall into the next room.

She hiccuped from behind him while he made a straight line towards the knife block. “So, you make up with him then, huh? We were super worried about you guys, and you like, disappeared with that redhead–”

Were he not focused on being quick and quiet about it, he would have remarked something in disappointment along the lines of her last words being gossip. Alois covered her hand with his mouth, dragging the blade of the knife deep into and along her throat. He held her against him for a moment, listening and feeling for death before slowly and gingerly placing her body against the ground. He cleared his throat and called, “Hey, Natsui, come here real quick!” If he remembered correctly, the last girl–Rin–she’d be too busy with Snapchat to follow along.

One set of footsteps sprang up and across the hall, whirling into the kitchen to have her neck meet the same fate as her gossipy friends. Alois let out a slow exhale as he lowered her dying body, gentle on the ground near Yumi’s.

You are so childish.

At the sound of that voice, he froze. His lips parted slightly in surprise, eyes wide.

Killing the fillers for entertainment?

Alois grimaced. His hands balled into fists, the handle of the knife still in one. He hit the side of his head, eyes glued to nothing in particular as Juno’s voice rang through his ears.

Please do continue. I wouldn’t dream of stopping you.

His throat ran dry, chest heaving in a pant as he leaned forward to brace himself on the ledge of the counter for a moment. That sensation...for one reason or another, he knew better than to linger on it. As if his very soul was being touched from within–delicately. Teasingly. White hot rage flushed in his veins. Fingers tightening again on the knife, he stormed out of the kitchen, ignoring the ringing laughter in his mind as he made another quick and quiet disposal of the third girl. He cleared his throat, laughing and opening the door only to shut it in some light effort to maintain–

Oh, yes. Make him believe you saw to it that those three left so you can go suck him off or more. But then you won’t actually do it, even if you play with him for a minute. You’ll just kill him, right?

“Shut up,” he spat through gritted teeth, once again desperately trying to ignore the taunt of laughter. Loud laughter. He started up the stairs Makoto had disappeared on, wishing the ragged breathing, at least, would subside. Never mind the slightly blurred vision.

All your crying and bitching and whining about how boring you think we are. This is boring, Alois. You used to prattle on about being the only one to see the big picture. I haven’t forgotten. And maybe you were right, hm? Would you like to hear that? Perhaps my perception had narrowed then, to some extent you could preach about. But yet…here you are. Same as you ever were. A tool. The easiest to use. You want to take this lifetime from me? Go ahead.

His chest still on a rapid rise and fall, Alois opened the door to Makoto’s room. If it weren’t for the booming voice overwhelming his very essence, he may have been surprised to find the man still fully clothed, sitting cross legged on his bed. Alois barely registered as Makoto rushed to his side in instant concern. Misplaced, surely, as he was only met by the blade of a knife guided by instinct to sink rapidly over and over into his chest. As he fell, Alois sank with him, legs straddling his waist as he dug the knife in over and over while the dark and heavy weight of Juno’s soul fully began crushing around his own.

Take it. Take Shinozaki Yukio. You think that’s having your vengeance? You’ve found it. Savor it. I’ll have eternity with her. You had a glimpse. You rushed head first, narrow minded into a grand ploy that will only come as a singular star in an infinitely expanding galaxy of our creation. I’ll have a million ways to worship her and revel in our suffering. I treasure and revere each of our instances, and yet I still am able to step back and see the grand picture of tidal waves between despair and adoration. She’s mine. Infinitely mine.

Alois felt his consciousness ripple and tear. His head fell against Makoto’s shredded chest while he clutched at his own.

For what it’s worth, I see the objective beauty in this life you took. You did well. Be proud.

Yukio remained unaware of the moment of impact as Juno snuffed out Alois’ existence within his head. He did, however, become all too quickly aware of his circumstances as he let out a blood curdling scream.

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xoteajays · 9 months

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That's fine. I know that it might not seem it, but I'm not one to rush people into replying to messages all the time. I know people have lives away from media (like social media), technology, and everything else.

I get easily excited meeting new people who have the same interests as me, since it is rare for me to find someone who has multiple of these interests instead of just one or two interests.

That would be the autism.

Ignore any minor grammatical errors of my part.

All eight movies are on Netflix, but you'll just have to watch the show on a site. Every movie is listed.

Don't get me wrong. From what I've seen, I do love Nijiro's appearance as Kazutora. Though is is really my complaint about live adaptions.. As a very short person, the short characters are rarely portrayed by short actors. Short people are interesting too! That definitely upsets me more than it should though.

You will enjoy Yuki Yamada's character in High&Low because he's a menace in his own way. Seriously.

I can't say if this is better or worse, maybe equally said and done in a similar way. I'm not a lesbian. But my taste is fictional men is also all over the place so I know that feeling. Except I would be the person in this world who might complain that there is not any real men - not including the actors - who are like all these fictional characters. I know it's so completely unrealistic. But it happens from time to time. There are times when my idealistic life is a lot better than my real life, and then just complain my idealized life is not the same as reality. I'm really mental that way all the time, more than I like to admit. So I guess I'm an escapist from time to time now that I think of it... Anyway. Yeah. My favorite fictional characters are a lot of different eclectic types of characters I'd enjoy.

it really is a shame to not see more shorter actors/actresses in stuff. im a bit biased tho, i’m a taller girl myself (like 5’8) but i love a good height difference, love a short girl/tall guy (or tall girl) dynamic. i do wish there was more diversity in media overall really; shorter guys, taller girls, different body types, etc.

just finished the last couple episodes of tokyorev s1 today (losing my mind, takemichi what did u even really accomplish here after 24 eps, so many people are still dead ffs) —

n-e-way i blasted through watching high&low s1 and im seeing shimp colours. all of this is so fun; the characters, the soundtracks, the pretty dudes, all killin’ it! also the whole scene of the rude boys playing keep away with the diamonds in ep6 was so *chefs kiss*, i loved it. i think the rude boys squad might be my favourite rn, they’re just so fun to watch.

did not expect to like yamato as much as i do, he’s just a good guy who cares about his friends!!! the absolute chokehold tettsu has on me tho. also cobra ……. murayama ……. smokey …….. im stuffin’ em in my pockets like lil plushies, squeeze em like stress balls. noboru im sticking in a jar, im studying him like a bug, im shaking him like a snowglobe, loverboy you are torturous. enari and takeshi on vibes alone got me feeling some kind of way.

#anon #tj answers #i watched season 1 in a day #watch it take me like forever to watch s2 #bc that’s always how it goes with me for some reason 😵‍💫#anyway i am loving high&low

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agustdeez-nutz · 3 years

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just found out yuki is 5'3" we love a short king <3

#*plays short kings anthem by tmg*#im taller than yuki #id still marry him #yuki tsunoda #f1

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racing-twinks · 3 years

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Your daily Marc picture is here.

Marc is our short king. The other man is his younger brother Alex. He also is in MotoGP. Last year they would have been on the same team but Marc got hurt and didn't race most of the season (fyi, he only couldn't race the rest of the season because he was an impatient and greedy idiot, you should ask Emma about it).

Here is a behind the scenes picture of the photo above so you can see what a short king Marc is.

I really enjoy these Marc pics ❤

He short ... he standing on smth and still shorter ❤

Im slowly loosing my heart to him and i still dont know much about him 🥺 i can see that my life will be over 😂

#also please tell me how short he is #cause i need to know if i beat at least one racing boy in height #(im taller than yuki but thats a first)

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writer-akihiko · 3 years

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mamaaaaa-SYSVDVGDJSB idk if you take requests 4 azami but uuuuu- im craving for fluff w him SJDHDHSHH i genuinely don't know what to add- bc i want u to surprise me :DD SJSJDJDH i never asked any request so this is a firstSGHDHD

Dense Confessions - Azami X Reader

Despite knowing Azami for over 4 years, you've never gotten along with him well. After being recruited by Yuki as his sewing helper, you met the actors around his age. Being one year older than Yuki, they treated you respectfully but somehow Azami Izumida was always the boy that ruffled your feathers.

It all started when you complained that it was such a pain to take his measurements since he was taller than you'd ever dream to be. You assumed he was older than you, but you certainly had the shock of your life when you found out that Azami was the same age as Muku and Yuki.

The constant bickering never ended with just the height teasing. Preference of movies, shows, even makeup styles. You two would always have a difference of opinion. Yuki didn't bother when you'd two argue, but Muku somehow ended up being the arbiter between you two.

Over the 4 years, Azami had never anticipated he'd manage to graduate. Sure he was a smart child, but his interest with his school peers never showed. Sure enough, his graduation day rolled around and he was unprepared. Sakyo and Izumi as his proud pseudo-parents would be there, but when you said you wouldn't come to his graduation, he felt frustrated for some reason.

Why would he? You only annoy him everyday, trying to prove that you were better than him, and you'd just hang out with other people which to be honest, annoyed him-

Why would that annoy him?! He slouched over the couch, smothering himself with a pillow in an attempt to rid of any thoughts of you.

"Hoi, Azami, move your long legs over. I'm trying to sit here."

It was none other than Yuki with a plate of snacks, with Muku behind him. The Summer Troupe must've been done with practice…

He huffed, shifting so that he was leaning his legs against the coffee instead. A cough from Yuki was already enough to warn him to move them to the floor. Muku was never one to pry, but Azami's heavy sighs bothered him enough.

"Azami… Are you alright?" He asked. Azami chucked the cushion pillow aside, gritting his teeth.

"She's not coming."

"H-huh?..."

"I'm talking about YN!" He huffed. "She said she wasn't coming to my graduation!"

"Didn't she say she had a date?"

~○~

"Just… Just don't go on a date him!" He exclaimed. Gosh, why was he feeling this way?

At this point your blood began to boil at Azami's antics. "What?! You're not my boyfriend so why would you tell me that?!"

"What if I am your boyfriend?!"

…

The awkward pause between you was interrupted by Azami's cough. "S-Sorry… I didn't…" Azami caught his words before saying it any further. "No, I actually mean it."

He took your hand in his, continuing his statement. "This whole time I've been trying to figure out why I was so angry when you were just going on with life. I didn't… I didn't mean it, some of those things I said…"

You hit Azami in the chest, with little tears about to slip from your eyes. "Azami… you idiot, you finally noticed that I like you too."

"R-Really?!"

"Oh just kiss you two!"

The two of you turned around and there were the younger Autumn Troupe and Summer Troupe hiding in the bushes miserably. You could see Yuki slap his hand over Banri's mouth. Azami, on the other hand, couldn't hold back his anger at his other troupe mates for ruining such a perfect moment…

Oh well, all's well that ends well…

#a3! act! addict! actors!#a3! fanfiction #a3! autumn troupe #a3!#azami izumida #a3! azami #mankai #azami izumida x reader #a3! azami x reader

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angry-geese · 2 years

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To add to the Choso height discourse I think he’s anywhere from 5’10 to 6 ft, he’s shown to be a hair shorter to maybe around the same height as Yuki who’s like 6 ft. Also where did you hear the news that gojo is 6’7?? I thought he was 6’3 did they release a new height chart? Anyway it doesn’t rlly matter to me bc I’m 5’2 so almost everyone is taller than me.

i think you're right. he can't be any shorter than 5'8 since he's taller than itadori but he can't really be taller than like,,, 6'4. also i remember reading somewhere that he's canonically 5'11

and for gojo's height- in one of the character profiles (idk what theyre called tbh) in either vol 1 or 2 akutami says gojo is like 6'2/6'3 but in some of the official art for the jjk vol 0 movie it says he's 6'7. im not really sure whats canon tbh

also yuki is 6'???

#goose answers #anonnie #shes so tall omg #like i knew she wasnt short shes just taller than i expected

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readerinsertfanfiction · 3 years

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Nemo darling! ❤❤❤🥺 hehehe thats height tag is so cursed, freaken exposing how much taller i am than all my best boys //pouts🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 hehehe so here im to spam my favorite cutie❤❤🌈 could i pretty please with sprinkles ontop request a Hc with ma best bois (Theodorkus, Napoleon, Kenshin, annnnd Yuki❤❤❤) reacting to one tall bean s/o🥺❤❤🌻😆 here is some inspiration for ya 😆😳😳😳

This damn cursed chart! Why can these bois eat more candy to grow big and stong 😆😂😂😂

Hehehe love you lots nemo dear❤❤❤🥺🥺 hope ya getting plenty of sleep and eating all the candy❤❤❤😳

Can’t relate. I never have to worry about someone being shorter than me. 🤩🤩🤩 No, I’m not gonna share my chart with Tumblr.

Donate some height to the ones in need? 🤪🤪🤪

Also, Zeta-dearest, Theodorkus already got HC’s versus a tall!MC, remember? Though that has been almost a year ago, so ... 🤪🤪🤪

(I also gave him some extra attention to make up for bullying you so much last night, love ya Zeta-darling! 💖💖💖)

Fandom: Ikemen Vampire & Ikemen Sengoku

Characters: Theodorus van Gogh, Napoleon Bonaparte, Yukimura Sanada & Kenshin Uesugi

The modern age came with many advancements that improved life and with that improvement came gradual changes. Most notably the average height. While short people still existed you were not to be counted amongst them. You were an outlier of a different kind, being taller than most and much to your dismay that meant travelling back into time made you stick out even more.

Theodorus

“Hey vuurtoren.”

The unflattering nickname came from a certain Dutch. Where most of Theo’s nicknames were usually small and somewhat cute he was an absolute nightmare to you, sparing no chance whatsoever to remind you of your height with the starkest names.

“Yes, you bonenstaak!” Theo called as he approached you.

Rolling your eyes you didn’t want to give into Theo’s creative naming, continuing to stride away as you heard his step quicken.

“Hey, I was calling you!” the man grabs hold of your arm once he catches up, pulling you to a halt as he eyes you up, a frown on his face signifying that he very much knew what you were playing at, “seems like some—“

“Oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t hear you all the way down there,” you respond airily, confounding the man who stares at you first in surprise and then with a deepening frown.

“What did you—“

“Better take some distance, little one. I might trip over you,” you continue to interrupt the guy as you pat the top of his head. Two could play the game.

“Also, looking sorta out of breath, did you run to keep up?”

The smile you flashed at him coloured him a fine red as the man was thinking on how to get back at you the next round.

Napoleon

The little general, as he was lovingly nicknamed by his troops, was used to being surrounded by people taller than him. After all, the nickname did suggest his fair share of neck craning and the man knew himself to average in height and tall enough. You being the same height as him didn’t even cross him as strange.

“Snnrk,” the snort escaped the man as he listened to you putting Theo back in his spot. It was no secret that you had your fair share of retorts, proud of the height you had reached and knowing that it came from a place of envy from the other. That didn’t mean that it didn’t amuse him however.

“Don’t worry, you will always be my petite bouffon,” the man tells you jestingly.

Kenshin

He had noticed how he had to lift his eyes up ever so slightly to meet your eyes. It was a fact that did not escape him, nor did Kenshin miss out on the fact that your shoulder was positioned just a little higher than his as well. Yet, it didn’t bother him, not even in the least.

“Extra fabric? What happened to the ordered piece?” Kenshin’s eyes narrowed at the maid when he was informed that your present had to be patched up with an extra row of fabric, for they had not measured it well and made it too short.

“The measurements were clear and so were the instructions. Remake the kimono, I’m not going to gift a patchwork because of your inability to adjust.”

At times Kenshin reminded the whole castle that it was not just his sword that he kept sharp and that size and height did not matter when one carried an air such as his. The room was too small anyway when one managed to annoy the warlord, especially when it came down to you.

Yukimura

“What’s going on?”

Yukimura appeared from behind you as he arched his neck to look over your shoulder. The crowd was quite thick and the shoulders bumped into each other, it had been an honest unconscious reaction, but one that earned a wide blush on his face.

“Oh geez, step aside,” the male bristles instead, a frown on his face as he shoves himself between you and the crowd, effectively pressing you against his chest when he finally got a more comfortable space to watch from.

“For someone as tall as you, you certainly are clueless on how to protect yourself,” he tells you. The warlord would never admit how your height made him a little self-conscious of himself, leading to a need for compensation, silly as they are.

#ikevamp theo #ikevamp napoleon #ikesen yukimura #ikesen kenshin #ikevam theo #ikevam napoleon #ikemen vampire #ikemen sengoku #ikemen vampire theo #ikemen vampire napoleon #ikemen sengoku yukimura #ikemen sengoku kenshin

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papers4me · 3 years

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Fruits Basket, Se03. ep 5,(part 1)

In part 1 of this post, more than analyzing, I want to understand few confusing things first. I’m not annoyed or angry, I’m just confused & trying to piece things together, so, kindly don’t feel off with my usage of (!!!) & (???). lol. I’ll ONLY discuss two things here that confuse me a lot. ( Real ep review/ analysis will be in part 2)

1- Momiji’s romantic love for tohru (the real love triangle). What?!!!!!

I’m so shocked that momiji loves tohru romantically! So, in order to understand ( where did this come from!!) I re-visited his scenes with tohru since se01 & trying to see if I missed anything! Below is my speculations:

Is it love at first sight?!!! When Momiji first met tohru he kissed her on the cheek. I’ve always thought lightly that in the eyes of the reserved Japanese (bowing is greeting), all Europeans (kissing on the check is greeting). hence, Momiji’s kiss, he’s half Europea. However, perhaps it is a Kureno/ Arisa type of love at 1st sight/kiss?! kureno nearly kissed Arisa on the lips on their 1st official meeting. But Kureno/Arisa kiss was meant to be romantic/sexual with adult kureno’s “ I wanted to taste her lips”. but Momiji’s is a peak on the cheek & he was a child, so... I don’t think he’s struck by love before he’s officially introduced to us the audience.

Is it gradual growing love like kyo’s ? in all Momiji/ tohru eps, he always just wanted to play with her, visit places & spend time together. (hot spring & beach vacation) are his own ideas. But momiji didn’t want tohru exclusively. He intentionally invited both yuki & kyo to the hot spring & even was begging kyo to come. He invited all zodiacs to the beach & wanted all to spend time together. I believe that the hot spring ep especially showed momiji as this playful, innocent & naive kid, wanting to share tohru’s females’ hot spring section. I don’t think momiji was madly in love at that time. He was a child going “ waaaa~, kyo hit me” & jumping here & there.

So, summer vacation? but then again, Momiji slept with the children & tohru doted on them all. He defended tohru but they all defend her & love her. he said to kyo that he “selfishly wanted to be with tohru” but I didn’t catch any romantic hints from that. Was it really that time?? they all wanted to spend time with tohru. Yuki said “ I’ll kidnap you”, kyo agreed to go to the beach right away, kisa was glued to her to the point of annoying hiro! So, when? & why not let us as the audience know abt momiji’s feelings.

Is it related to opening up to tohru abt his family issues? He confessed to tohru abt his dad, mom & momo. She cried for him & hugged him. I never got the feeling in all those scenes that he was in love! it seemed to me like friendship love similar to hana’s/Arisa’s or siblings love substituting his nonexistent relationship with momo.

Is it just me?? I always saw momiji as this baby in toddler clothes, jumping, laughing & a ray of sunshine! A child but with the most mature heart & mind. Tohru didn’t help momiji, he was already helping himself first & reaching healthy conclusions abt how he should deal with his own traumas. So, perhaps (Me) not seeing him as a teenager stopped me from seeing his romantic love? but they showed me hiro/kisa’s love. Elementary school kids! so?

Regardless of when he fell in love or how, the point is, this is heart-breathtakingly tragic! cuz (a) tohru never saw him more than a child at first, then as a precious friend, (b) she’s intensely in love with kyo, which brings us to tohru’s core issues. (Tohru loosing yet another loved one). Tohru’s own issues aren’t fully explored yet, but her love for kyo has been blatantly hammered to us since se01 finale! this is because kyo being locked in the cat room equals (death) which parallels her mom’s (death). Tohru will be living her tragic trauma again but this time, kyo replacing kyoko! Thus, giving tohru a room for growth & character development.Tohru’s intense love for kyo was shown in by the drastic change in her attitude in se01, ep.24, chasing firmly after him even when he pushed her & refusing to let go until he’s back home cuz she wants to! then yuki blatantly saying “ she loves him, too, the way she looks at him“ im se02, ep22 & “don’t worry, tohru, he won’t accept (the other girls confession)” in se02, ep 17 & all her scenes with kyo in that ep where she’s scared he’ll let go of her & other scenes throughout the 3 seasons.

...so why momiji’s impossible & unrequited love is introduced?

I believe it is to push kyo to not let go of tohru. To throw kyo into this internal conflict between selflessly letting go of tohru so she could be happy (like hatori did with kana) & selfishly wanting her to be his lover ( like haru). Kyo himself expressed these two conflicting thoughts in se02, ep, 9 “ I hoped we could always be together somewhere far off (selfish love) & “ I don’t want to take anything from you (selfless love). So, momiji is challenging kyo in a way making him realize that selfish love might not be bad afterall & selfless love could be harmful! cleverly reversing the two concepts. So, I get why this love triangle was introduced. but whyyyy momiji! T_T.. choose someone else, Writer-San! poor Momiji we learned abt his love the same ep we learned it hopeless & he can’t pursue! T_T. couldn’t you at least put the two scenes far away, so I get time to grieve his broken heart! T_T.

2- Yuki/Machi ( Yuki is in a such hurry!!!!)

You could use the analogy of yuki’s starting the story as a (baby/child) taken cared by his mother (tohru) who taught him to be a person (all se01), Yuki took this knowledge as a (kid/teenager) & formed friendship on his own with (kakeru) in (se02). it is not after yuki became a true equal friend to kakeru, chocking him & equally teasing him, that Machi was allowed to talk abt her self as a real character with agency & thoughts (se02, ep24), now yuki must be a (teenager/Man) & fall romantically in love, hence (se03, eps 2 & 3). All this is amazing. So, I kinda expected the following:

yuki won’t take as long as kyo in confessing/ realizing romantic love since he/machi don’t have a shared baggage nor obstacles from the past.

he won’t be as fast as haru’s “ i love you/ kiss/ make love”. But then again, Haru & Isuzu have already known each other for years & are already in love, they just put a name to their desires & went on with it.

So, yuki should be in the middle, noticing, knowing abt the person, crushing, then realizing love & wanting a future together! Cuz yuki is this type of person who values taking time thinking thoroughly, right??

I’m confused as yuki wanted to confess the curse & to be with machi romantically right after the machi background scene? I know not everything should be on-screen & him falling slowly in love could be off-screen... the flower is a yuki/machi “ noticing her stage”, her fighting with him over the red leaf is “ noticing him stage” for her. but there’s only ONE intimate scene of them together! Her raw tears when he comforted her in her flat (the chalk scene is bonus). but.. I never expected that yuki is planning to confess his curse & feelings this early!!!!!! yuki! are you SURE she loves you? ( I mean we the audience know 100%) but how is HE sure?? yuki going this big stage so soon felt a bit un-yuki. but then agin, perhaps that’s part of the new changed confident yuki? I duno, I mean Machi was never given a proper time to prosper, but yuki was always given all the time there is to explore his feelings & even other ppl’s feelings! He’s there in kyo/tohru ‘s story to tells the audience they’re in love, he’s there in Isuzu/ haru to mend their gap. I mean yeah there gotta be more scenes abt them for sure, we’re in ep 5, but I never expected a the intruppted confession now & this soon!

perhaps it’s just me, again?! Maye I’m so invested in yuki & accustomed to him always taking time that I kinda expected more before he’s thinking of confessing. I really thought that confessing his curse/love is yuki/machi’s own story climax compared to kyo/tohru’s story climax with kyoko & Isuzu/Haru story climax after breakup, oh well. I’m positive we’ll see more of yuki’s journey with machi as yuki is rarely absent in any eps. More scenes to come!

That’s the end of my headache! XD. I apologize for giving you headache if you were kind enough to read all this. kindly, don’t spoil future scenes or sub-plots to me. I’m just expressing my shock at how fast the plot moved! just few eps ago, I was watching motoko love journey that survived 3 seasons! Hands down Motoko wins in furuba! XD. Jokes aside, Can I say we’re officially where “the plot thickens?” Is it going down? This ep felt like a bullet train!

Side Notes:

I never liked the “children in deep love theme” that hiro has as children shouldn’t suffer the romantic pining & suffering as teenagers & adult ppl, so, I really appreciated that Momimi altho was 15 when we 1st saw him, lived his childhood without the “oh my! I’m so in love~ pining~ suffer”.

The story introduced ( momoiji in romantic love) the same ep Momiji got tall, so making it as sth he expressed once he hit puberty like most boys his age. He even said it “ I’m a man now”, which is again sth boys feel once they get taller & experience other feelings.

Momiji never catches a break! T_T. My son is denied the types of love he wants (parental love, sibling love & now romantic love! ).

I don’t picture momiji/tohru together as a couple cuz it wasn’t built that way in the story & most of their moments weren’t romantic/sexual tension. to me it was the ultimate friendship!

I wish my son finds love on-screen! If Moyoko/Nao gets on-screen love, give my boy on-screen love, too!

Nah~ forget that~ I’m just sad for my son, I don’t want to see him paired with any character quickly to compensate him not having tohru. This is not doing momiji justice. So, I get the ED art of him with Momo.

If kyo has someone who loves him one-sidedly (Kagura), tohru now has someone who love her one-sidedly (momiji).

The kagura/kyo confrontation was heart breaking, but it had to happen cuz kyo knew she loved him & had to stop her. I hope Momiji never confesses to tohru, I wouldn’t be able to survive seeing tohru turn him down.Tohru & momiji are just too kind for such sad situation.

So, does this mean that the two characters with unrequited love are Kagura & momiji? they’re the only characters with no romantic partner in the ED.

Hana is without a lover in the ED, too! XD. Thank God! I love her crush on kazuma, cuz hello~ who won’t crush on this hunk! & teenage girls can crush on grown up men rather than boys (I know I did, but it was just my girlish crush). I’m thankful it is just a crush & teasing kyo tactics & not true romance! don’t give me another Arisa/Kureno, plz. lol.

#Fruits Basket #Anime Only #confused paper #momiji sohma

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random-mha-thoughts · 4 years

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Bad Boy (Todoroki x Reader)

Pairing: Todoroki x Reader

Genre: Angst to fluff, and a lil spice ;), No quirk!AU

Summary: You finally get to see your childhood friend Shouto after years of being separated only to find out he’s completely changed.

BGM: “Younger” by Ruel

Word count: 2,781

Tags: @yuki-osaki @liviitehe @iamsoftsodonttoucheume-blog @bunnythepipsqueak

a/n: God this photo fucked me up good when I first saw it.

I saw this picture on my search for images for my last Todo post aaaaand yeah, pretty self explanatory. I got to thinking, what if this poor baby finally snapped one day and was like "FUCK ENDEAVOR AND HIS ENTIRE PROGRAM, IM NOBODY'S MASTERPIECE" and he went the complete opposite direction. So enjoy a little bit of OOC Todoroki and a bit of a longer post than my usual stuff!

I’m really really sorry about not updating in the past few days. I was really swamped by college work and studying, and I was mentally exhausted and physically tired every day. Today wasn’t my day and I almost had a breakdown because a lot of things piled up in me, but I had to pull myself together somehow. Hopefully, after this week, I’ll go back to a somewhat regular posting schedule. Thanks for being patient with me guys, I really appreciate it :)

When my mom told me Shouto will be going to the same high school as me, I was expecting the same buttoned-up, shy, good boy from elementary school. Oh boy, was I wrong.

The boy I bump into in the hallway definitely looks like Shouto, but the only thing that's the same is his mismatched hair and eyes. Everything else about him was much different. His entire energy was different, even from the fraction of a second I focused on his face.

"Shouto?" I call when he's about to brush past me.

I don't think he's expecting someone to know him on the first day, pausing and looking down curiously.

The most shocking feature of all is the scar on his left side, a red blotch that covers the left side of his face, starkly contrasting his brilliant turquoise eye; a single ray of light in a scarlet sky.

As I'm gaping at the puckered skin, his eyebrows furrowing at my face as recognition slowly dawns on him. "(Y/n)?"

I'm relieved that he at least remembers me. "Yeah, hey." I don't really know what to do now. My first instinct is to hug him, but something tells me he isn't a fan of that sort of thing anymore. There's a coldness between us that's thick as a knife. "How have you been?"

"Fine," he answers curtly. His hands are stuffed into his pockets, leaning back in a way that seems uncharacteristic of him and more like a ruffian.

Does his not want to talk to me? I don't blame him, I haven't been in his life for a good eight years. "How are your parents?"

His jaw clenches. "Fine."

Oh. I struck a nerve. "Do you wanna catch up at lunch? What class are you in?"

"1-A." Overjoyed that we share the same class, I'm about to open my mouth, but he interjects, "But I don't think we should talk." That was the last thing he said before he strolls past me.

I'm stunned, following his receding back through the sea of students. I guess I shouldn't have brought up his parents when I know it's a sensitive topic, but I didn't know what else to say. And it's probably awkward to see someone you used to be close to talk to you again, but the least he could've been is polite. That's saying something, because Shouto was always the polite child.

Something is terribly wrong here.

Shouto has definitely changed since we were younger. He's become a delinquent.

He never even shows up to class. After our little encounter, he was slumped in his seat until the teacher finished role call, then he just got up and walked out in the middle of class and never came back. In all the days after that, his seat remained empty even at the beginning of the day.

At first, I gave him the benefit of the doubt. What if he happened to get sick and had to stay home? Then I saw his signature mismatched tuft of hair walking back home in the school yard, and I knew he was skipping.

After a whole two weeks passed of him skipping, I had enough. The Shouto I know would never cut class even if his life depended on it. During lunch, I went looking for him in the group of other delinquent kids in the back of the school.

"Todoroki?" the ash-blond ringleader ruffles his hair and scoffs, "Idiot must be off somewhere by himself like the damn loner he is. He picked a fight with me and I almost beat his ass into oblivion!"

I ball my fists up, more angry at Shouto than the group of boys eyeing me like a pack of wolves. "You guys are useless," I mumble, about to turn away from them.

"Aww, is he your boyfriend, sweetie?" the honey blond with a black streak in his hair smoothly wraps an arm around me. "He probably doesn't care about you, you deserve someone else who'll give you his time."

"Fuck off, who said you can touch me?" I shove his arm away and step back.

"Calm down there," the red head with sharp teeth taunts with a smirk, "You're getting a bit defensive. You sure you don't need help looking for your little prince?"

"I'm fine on my own, thanks," I huff, turning around to go look for Shouto elsewhere.

"Maybe I'll come with you," the overly-friendly boy blocks my way again. "If he's not your boyfriend, maybe we can get together sometime?"

"Not interested. Out of my way, Pikachu reject." I try to side-step him, but the leader grabs the back of my collar and whips me around so I'm face to face with his bared teeth.

"You're a bit rude, aren't you? Should I pull your head out your ass for you?" His crimson eyes glare his murderous intent into me.

I hold my ground, the anger against my irresponsible friend more powerful than any fear of this hothead possibly hurting me. "Don't act so tough if your talk is cheap."

He cracks his knuckles without breaking eye contact with me. "I'll show you cheap talk. Try waking up next week after I'm done with you!" he snarls.

I mirror his expression. I don't mind throwing hands at this guy if I have to, blood rushing through me to prepare for the fist fight. "I dare you-!"

"Enough, (Y/n)."

I can feel his presence right behind me even though he doesn't physically touch me.

Scarlet eyes shift behind me. "Took you long enough, hot shot. Your friend has just as much spunk as you, I'll kick both your asses!"

"I'd like to see you try, Bakugou," Shouto responds coldly. "We both know who'd win." Keeping his gaze locked on the aggressive male, he harshly grabs my arm and hauls me away. "Let's go."

I'm fuming with anger when we're back inside the building. I turn on him when he finally releases me, but he's already starting down the hall. "Don't walk away from me! We need to talk!" I stomp over, following him to an abandoned classroom. "What the hell is wrong with you?! First of all, you were a real ass when I talked to you last week. Second of all, you're not even coming to class like you should. And now you're already picking fights with that idiot out there? What's gotten into you Shouto?!"

"You were about to get into a fight as well. You should thank me," he comments coldly, slipping into a desk with books open on top.

"I could've handled it just fine without you! The only reason I was even there talking to them was because I was looking for you!" I hover over him, glaring down so he can tell how angry I am. "You'e skipped class all week, this isn't like you at all! How are you supposed to catch-?"

One glance down the the open books shows all the material we've been going over in class. He's already caught up to today's lesson, writing notes in his book and ignoring my presence. The entire setup makes me angrier. "I don't understand you, Shouto. What kind of act are you trying to pull? You're not a delinquent, why are you trying to act like one for everyone else? Or is this all because you're just trying to ignore me?"

His pencil stops moving and it slams down onto the desk. "A lot happened since you left, (Y/n)," the boy responds. His quivering voice indicates restriction of intense emotion.

The hurt is apparent across his entire face, calming me down. My gaze lingers on the left side of his features, over the eye that somehow looks perpetually sad. "How did you get that scar, Shouto?"

The boy's eyebrows furrow. "My father never let up on me after you left, and he got worse. My mother couldn't handle fighting him on her own anymore. One day, she snapped, told me how unsightly my left side was, and pouring boiling water over my face." His large hand gingerly covers his reddened skin. "And my bastard father put her in a mental institution after that. He did this."

My heart aches for my childhood friend, the boy I took care of and listened to all his problems. I can't imagine how much pain Rei was going through. For her to have lost it, she must've held such a heavy burden. When I had to move away, I felt so guilty about leaving him with all his troubles. He had no one else to reach out to and it was snatched from him. There wasn't a day I stopped thinking and worrying over him. I reach to take his hand and offer comfort. "Shou-"

Shouto bolts up from his seat, his taller figure hunching over mine, features screwed up in distaste. "You weren't there when I needed you most."

I'm taken back, hurt more than anything. "It's not my fault, we were so much younger, I didn't have a choice but to go with my parents."

A dark chuckle erupts from his lips, dismissing my excuses. "It's fine. It happened, I've learned to deal with it."

I'm about to blow my top with this kid. "Yeah, you've dealt really well, haven't you?" I roll my eyes.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

My mouth gapes, letting out a sputtered scoff. "You're kidding. Just look at you! You're pretending to be someone you're not! You and I both know you were never the bad boy type when we were kids. You're the slightly awkward, naturally smart, driven, hardworking-"

"I was only those things because my father forced them on me," he passes by me, crossing his arms. "I don't want to be anything that bastard wants anymore. And if you can't see that, then we were never friends in the first place."

That's a stab in the chest. How can he say that we were never friends when we used to do everything together? A surge of fury rushing through me, I grab his arm to keep him from moving any farther. "You love watching superhero cartoons, your favorite was All Might. Sometimes, you're so damn lazy that instead of doing homework when you came home, you would sneak in a nap before your dad came home to see you slacking off. Your favorite food in the entire world is cold soba. You don't like extremely sweet desserts. You've always been insecure about how strange your mismatched hair and eyes look, but I always had to assure you that you're still the most handsome guy in our class."

Shouto halfway turns around to look at me.

"If we weren't friends, why do I know so much about you?" I take another bold step towards him, softening at the underlying pain etched into his features. "I know you always hated the way your dad expects so much from you. The only thing you ever wanted in your childhood was to be normal. The pressure finally crumbled down on you and your mom, and I'm sorry I wasn't there to help you through it. But you shouldn't abandon everything that you are. You took after your mom more than your dad; you're sometimes a sassy son of a bitch, but you're kind and have a deep respect for people you admire. You have a natural sense of humor that you don't even know you have. You care about the people you're close to, you only struggle with communicating how you feel sometimes."

His lips part slightly, processing everything I just showered onto him. Guilt eventually creeps up on him, choosing to rub the back of his neck. "You...always did know just what to say."

I smirk and engulf him into my long-awaited hug. "Who else would put you back in your place?"

His arms hesitantly wrap around my body, the act of sharing body warmth strange yet familiar to him. It's a small victory, but I'm relieved that we're back on speaking terms. I'm ready to resume protecting him as I should.

Shouto shifts in our embrace. "You said...I struggle with telling people how I feel...?" he mumbles sheepishly near my ear.

My boy perks with confusion. "Yeah, even when we first-"

"Would it suffice if..."

Before I can turn to search his face for what he could be implying, his grip around me loosens as he pulls back to look at me, one of his warm hands resting against my cheek. His face looms right in front of me, my breath catching in surprise, before he presses his lips to mine softly. The weightlessness in my stomach is unmistakable.

As quick and unexpected as it came, it also left, Shouto's half lidded gaze resting on me from a small distance away. All I can do is stare off dazed, still trying to process what just happened.

He leans back against the nearest desk in the front row. "I guess I should've asked first." I can see his cheeks and his ears turn almost as flushed as the color of his hair despite his hand covering half his face to hide it. "But it was the only way I can think to get my point across without stumbling over words."

My heart still flutters trying to recover back to normal, my knees shaking as I lean against the teacher's desk for stability. I resist the urge to touch my lips like a shocked schoolgirl, but I'm still trying to process the whole thing. "You know," I cough, "We did already kiss when we were like...five, so this wasn't really our first. But I don't usually count that-"

The intense color fades from his face almost at once, a darkness creeping into his gaze. "Then," he pins me back into the desk, hands on both sides of the wood to trap me, "I shouldn't have any qualms about doing it again."

Contrasting from his strong setup, his next kiss is still shy and hesitant. After exchanging a couple more tentative lip-caresses that still make my head spin, he's gotten his feet wet enough to go harder, establishing a rhythm between us. As his kisses intensify, his hands reach up to cup both sides of my nape, fingers tangling in my hair desperately and tilting my head up for a better angle. My own hands grasp the collar of his uniform, pulling him closer into the heat of the moment.

His body pushes me practically into sitting on top of the desk, moving one of his knees between my legs as he lets ones of his hands roam down to grip my waist. The sudden tug elicits a minute gasp, allowing Shouto to nip at my bottom lip before tugging my head back to trail soft kisses down my jaw. My fingers thread through his soft locks, letting him massage my neck with his mouth.

"W-Where did you learn all this?" I breathe out unsteadily, my breath refusing to return.

He straightens up and captures my lips in another slow kiss. "You'll never know." Another one. "I've admittedly imagined this for a while." The next kiss is much deeper, a hum vibrating from his chest as his fingers dig into my side again. "You're special, so dear." His mumbles between kisses become more incoherent as his kisses become messy.

"Shouto." I finally manage to push him away for me to breathe and calm my dizzy head. Both of us are panting. His half-lidded eyes and flushed face tempt me, but the fear of someone walking by suddenly alerts in my mind. "Someone might see us. Besides, isn't there something you need to say?"

His brow lifts. "I'm...sorry for being rude to you last week."

"That was needed, too," I chuckle, "But there's something else."

Confusion crosses his features. "Have I done something else wrong?"

My hands slide down to grip his hands. "Don't you need to ask me to date you officially?"

The tint of rose on his cheeks intensifies a shade. "I thought it was clear already..."

Another chuckle bubbles from my lips and I lean up to kiss his warm cheek. "I'll let it pass because I want to date you too." His face begins to light up in joy, but I push off from the desk and tow him out of the room. "But you have to start coming to class again."

Shouto catches up to keep pace with me and presses a kiss to my forehead. "Done."

"And you need to see a therapist, Mr. Bad Boy."

He breaks out into a smile at that nickname. "I'll think about it."

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Part One. Preview at the Bottom

Bakugo is a underground Cage fighter, he comes home every morning around 3AM, hurt, bloody and pockets full of money. He does all of this to support you , his daughter. His coach, Aizawa warns him of the dangers that come with being a underground fighter but he never listens .

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Katsuki was holding his own against this over confident man. His only advantage was that he was taller than Katsuki and was able to step out of the way just in time, sometimes he would jump back to showboat and it just pissed Katsuki off more. He hated these fixed fights, letting the other guy have his moment, and for what? For someone to bet more money on them? Katsuki jogged back to where Aizawa was and felt him reach through the cage to tug his shorts.

“You gotta go down till till 8 Katsuki, dont forget”

“Shut up..” he muttered under his breath moving back to the center , feeling even more angry.

The rounds went on, Katsuki was winning most of them and the final round was coming up, everyone had their money on Katsuki , he could care less who bet on him, as long as he got his share it did not matter.

The final round was upon them and Katsuki went down just like he was supposed to. The counting started and he was only half paying attention, Hanta was walking around with his fists up taking in the cheers and Katsuki was thinking about his daughter.

Dammit.. I hate this..

FOUR!!

Y/N is going to want to go to the park when she realizes im home…

FIVE!!

Maybe i can get Aizawa to take her so i can sleep…

SIX!!!

The rent is coming up , i need that 600…

SEVEN!!!

He turned his head slightly to see red hair and familiar blond hair.

EIGHT!!!

The fuck are they doing here…

Katsuki pulled himself up surprising Hanta, the blond smirked wiping the cut on his lip and throwing a hard punch sending the man into the cage knocking him out.

The bell was rung and everyone cheered with excitement. Katsuki spit a tooth out at the knocked out body as he exited the cage meeting up with Aizawa. His hands hurt and his bandages were red now .

“Great job.” Aizawa told him, giving him a towel

“Wheres my 600” he said, taking the towel to wipe his face.

“You got up to fast!!!” it was a familiar voice, squeaky like nails on a chalkboard. “So you get 300”

The towel was slowly dragged down revealing very angry eyes, oh. It was her..

She was tall, blond hair, expensive clothes and a bitchy face. His ex wife.

“Excuse me? Yuki ?”

She gave him and Aizawa a smug look. “You were supposed to make Hanta look good and thats not what you did!”

“I let that fuckin tree win five rounds what the hell are you talking about!!!”

Aizawa rubbed his neck watching this unfold, the red head came over in a flash too to grab Yuki.

“Yuki thats enough, go wait for me in the car”

“Hmph! If only you had a real job like Eijiro!” she flipped her hair at Katsuki walking away. She didn't even ask how her daughter was..

“Ka-”

“Get the fuck away from me Eijiro! You wanna take my daughter away too ? steal her like you did my wife?”

Eijiro stepped back, rubbing his neck and looking around the room then up at the cage. Hanta was limping out with help from some people. His eyes wavered back to the angry blond in front of him and he spoke low. “I just want to know if Yuki gave you the -”

“Fuck off Eijiro, lets go Aizawa” and with that the two made it too the exit. Passing a few people who congratulated Katsuki on his win, a hooded man caught his attention for a minute as they left, he had a black hoodie on with jeans, red sneakers. It looked like his hair was blue white. He had a sinister smile on his face.

“Nice job” the hooded man said.

“Whatever.” and just like that the two were gone.

Eijiro was still in the arena collecting his things from his sales and found Yuki by the car stomping her foot out of anger.

“Its cold!” she told him.

“So sit in the car.. I gave you the keys…” he watched Aizawa drive off then looked back at Yuki.

“Did you give Katsuki the child support i gave you?”

“Obviously! Jesus Eijiro why do you think so low of me?”

He tilted his head. “ i dont, im just asking bec-”

“Because you think im not giving him it?! Why would i do that?! “

“I .. i dont..-”

“Take me home, im tired.”

“Sure.. its been a long night.” he sighed going around the car, shielding his eyes from the rising sun getting in.

Yuki pat her purse peaking in at the $600 in child support. She grinned getting in and closing the door.

Katsuki arrived home around 5 AM, his first stop was the landlord office to drop off the rest of the rent only for the landlord to tell him hes short $150. Aizawa paid the rest and the office informed them both he would have to raise the rent because of nearby crimes and thefts. Katsuki was furious, he always took $50 home to keep in his safe and this week he could not take anything home. It was his Better Home For Y/N money. He had been saving for a year and was so close to being ready to move. But now it just seemed like it was even farther away.

Katsuki said nothing on the walk home with Aizawa, the tired man knew better than to say anything about the rent. He knew Katsuki hated when Aizawa had to help out, Izuku already helped out with groceries …

The door opened and Katsuki saw you asleep on Izukus chest, who was also asleep on the couch. He rolled his eyes walking over and picking you up to hug you tight waking you up.

“...mnng papa? PAPA IS HOME!!!” you hugged your father asking him a bunch of silly questions and if you could go to the park.

“Ugn.. Y/n , let me sleep first. “ he sat you on the counter to wash his hands in the sink. Izuku woke up too and rubbed his head sitting up . he waved to Aizawa awkwardly.

“But i wanna go NOW!” you pouted and felt a hand on your head.

“y/n i bought you new clothes”

“Mr Tired Man!!!” you jumped down to hug Aizawas legs all excited.

“I wanna see!!!!”

“Okay okay, come with me, ill take you too the park too “

“Yay!!! Papa im goin with Mr Tired Man!!!”

“At 5 in the morning? Whatever.” he bumped the sink off grabbing a towel Izuku brought him, the green haired man could tell Katsuki was upset, but he knew to wait till you were gone to ask anything.

Aizawa picked you up giving you hugs and tickling you with his stubble enjoying the laughs he pulled out of you, he left the apartment closing the door.

“Fucking Yuki cheated me, the rent is going up and im sick of letting these losers have their time to shine” Katsuki told him, he threw the towel on his counter to lean on it, arms folded.

Izuku recached into his pocket just for Katsuki to shoot him a look , “ i dont want your money, Izuku”

“What are you going to do then?”

“Fight more. Longer. Harder.”

Katsuki you cant keep..”

“I can and i will, im getting Y/N out of this god damn neighborhood, im going to bed i dont care if you stay here.” he waved off his friend stomping down to his room slamming the door getting a flinch out of Izuku.

“I just wish you would listen… sharks have been going to the fights.. You cant get involved with them.. “ he set some money on the counter and left to join you and Aizawa at the park.

#KnockoutFic #bakugo x reader #shouta aizawa #kirishima eijirou #izuku midoriya #deku

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