#mina and marten

[hoodharlow]

Day Care in Her—

An: I had THOTS and had to 🤭🤭🤭 gif from @jackharlows in this gifset.

Requested? No

Warnings: smut, rude fans that like to give their unwanted two cents

Word Count: 2.1k words

Miriam huffed in frustration. Jack called her and asked if she could go to the studio so that he could show her something. She agreed but she didn’t know what to wear. She saw that EST.Gee posted that he was in the studio with him but there were a few girls chilling on a couch. They were dressed like they were heading out to the club. So Miriam had to look good, but not too good that it was obvious that she was trying to show them up.

She settled with a black denim skirt and jacket from Diesel paired with a cropped wife beater (sans bra) and her Doc Martens. She grabbed her petal pink Prada terry mini bag along with her car keys. 

Miriam hated driving at night, but luckily Jack’s apartment wasn’t that from the studio. They were in Atlanta for a few days before they went to Louisville for a dewndays. Jack wanted to spend as much time as possible with Miriam before he had to go on tour and she started working on her show. 

Twenty minutes later she arrived at the studio. Before getting out of the car, she texted Jack that she was already there. She made her way inside and greeted the front desk woman. Security greeted her and told her the room Jack and EST.Gee were in. Before she could knock, the door swung open, revealing Jack.

“I was gonna go get you.” he said before greeting her with a kiss. He pulled away and took her, noting how short her skirt was. “You look good. You think we can go to the car real quick?”

“No, you said you wanted to show me something.” Miriam said, pushing her way inside. She went to greet EST.Gee. “Hi George!”

They made some small talk while the sound engineer set up the song for Miriam to listen to. Jack had recorded his verse for the song, but he wanted her input on it because the lyrics were a bit raunchy and he didn’t want to put something out if it made her uncomfortable. 

“Aight Mina, Dina and Karina we’re gonna need you guys to step out.” EST.Gee said to the influencers that were on the couch and didn’t greet Miriam back when she said hi to them.

“Why does she get to stay?” one of them said in a snarky tone.

“Because I said so. Now step out so me and Jack can work.” he said, nodding to the door. 

The three women grabbed their bags and stepped out of the room. Miriam shrugged off her jacket and draped it behind Jack’s chair. She settled on his lap. 

“You’re a fucking tease.” Jack murmured, not tearing his gaze away from her chest. Her top was very thin and the AC was on, meaning her nipples were proudly on display. 

“With what?” she tilted her head. 

“‘With what?’” He mimicked her. He wrapped his arms around her and rested his chin on her shoulder, giving him access to her neck. He whispered, “You’re lucky Gee is here because wasn’t, I would have bent you over and taken you right here.” 

“We’re gonna play the song, so cool it on the dry humping.” EST.Gee said.

“Yeah, Jack, cool it with the dry humping.” Miriam said, pressing her ass on his dick. 

The producer typed some things on the computer and then the song started to play. All focus was on Miriam. Her face was neutral and unreadable as the song played. She shifted on Jack’s lap, turning so she would be facing forward. 

“Can you play it again, please?” Miriam asked the producer.

“Of course.” they said, replaying the song.

“I liked it. It reminded me of the ‘Stranger Things’ theme song which was cool.” she said once the song ended. “And the ‘another quarter million on the wrist’ line was so relatable. I have this gorgeous diamond cluster bracelet from Harry Winston that–”

“It’s ‘another quarter million on the list’ not wrist,” Jack cut her off. EST.Gee nodded in agreement.

“Oh, never mind that part then.” she giggled. “Either way I liked it.” 

“What about the ‘daycare in her throat’ line? It doesn’t bother you, right? You don’t find it offensive?” Jack asked. 

“Personally I think you should have said ‘daycare in her pussy’ instead.” she told him.

Behind them, EST.Gee choked on his drink, hearing her say that. 

“So you don’t have an issue with lyrics?” Jack asked her once more.

“No, they’re fine,” she reassured him. “But I appreciate that you asked.”

“We just have to tweak some things, and the song is done.” the producer said. “It’ll take at most half an hour. 

“You drove right?” Jack asked Miriam. 

“Yeah,” she nodded.

“Gee picked me up, wanna hang back and then we’ll go get something to eat?” 

“Okay.” 

Miriam knew Jack was a perfectionist. He's the type of guy to stay in the studio hours after with the sound engineers and producers until the song was perfect for him. Her astrology friend said he was a perfectionist because he has a virgo mood in his birth chart. Miriam had no idea what that meant, but she just nodded along to what her friend was saying. 

As promised they finished in half an hour. Miriam was on her phone playing Candy Crush, struggling on a level she’s been stuck on since this morning. 

“What are you in the mood for?” He asked as he helped her in the car. 

“You.” she said, eying how good he looked in his t-shirt and sweats.

“Be serious, Miriam.” 

“I know this isn’t coming from the guy who said that he would have bent me over in the studio.”

*

Miriam’s eyes never left Jack’s blue ones as she took him deeper in her mouth. He tightly gripped the center console on his car. His stomach began to contract, letting Miriam know that he was close. Slowly, she pulled him out of her mouth until only his tip rested on her tongue. She widened her eyes, making her look more innocent as she stroked him. Then she took him back in her mouth, bobbing her head, as he came. 

Just to annoy him, she cleaned him up like she was licking a popsicle to keep it from melting. She wiped the corners of her mouth and sat in her seat. 

“Are you still in a bad mood?” she asked him, referring to how their server at the pizza place they went to kept going back and forth trying to flirt with her while they ate. 

“He was fucking fliritng with you and you let him.” he argued, putting his cock back in his sweats.

“I didn’t hear you complaining when you were eating the free wings.” she muttered low enough for him not to hear her.

“What was that?” he snapped at her.

“Nada malagradecido.” 

Miriam got out of the car and stomped ahead of him. Jack had to jog to catch up to her before she got in the elevator. 

“I’m just saying if the server was a girl and flirting with me, you would be giving me shit.” he said when they reached their private floor. 

“No I wouldn’t have. I would have pimped you out so we can get free shit.” she said, replying to a text Claudia sent her as he unlocked the door. 

“Bullshit.”

“I’m not lying. I’m not fucking insecure of some girl who’s only flirting with you so you can give her extra money.” 

“But if it was Anitta.”

“That shit is different and you know it.”

“Enlighten me, Miriam.” 

“It just is and you’re being unnecessarily petty.” 

“Are you kinda turned on?” He asked her, changing the subject.

“A little.” she giggled.

“Can I bend you over on the couch?”

“Yeah.'' Miriam nodded enthusiastically.

She tossed her jacket and top on the ottoman and climbed onto the couch. She took her time, stretching a few times while Jack took off his sweats and boxer-briefs. She wiggled her ass, taunting him, but Jack pretended she wasn’t getting under his skin. He pushed her skirt so that it was on her hips and slowly peeled off her panties down to her knees and lined himself up like he was about to enter her.

Instead he gripped her hips and kissed up from her waist. He reached her cheek and gave her a gentle kiss before leaning back on one of his knees, the other leg planted firmly on the hardwood floor. While one hand was on her hip, the other went to her core. His fingers teasingly rubbed her clit. Miriam dropped her head and groaned in frustration. She didn’t need to turn around to know that he wore the biggest smirk on his face. She just knew with the way he kept touching her, making her grow even more restless than she was.

“Jack, please just fuck me.” She gave in. She couldn’t take it anymore. It was all fun and games, but not when she was the one getting teased. She looked behind her where Jack was. “I’m about to go up to your room and fuck my—AH!”

Jack pulled out and pushed himself in her once more. His hands gripped her waist as he slowly rocked into her. As the minutes passed, his thrusts got rougher, and Miriam couldn’t hold back. She begged Jack to keep fucking her at that deliciously slow and rough pace she loved. He leaned over, his chest against her back.

“Fuck.” Jack moaned out.

His lips kissed all over her neck as he continued to fuck Miriam. She rocked back against him, meeting his thrusts.

“That’s it, take me so good, Miriam.” He groaned in her ear. Jack shifted his hips as he thrusted into her. The new angle hit her in that spot that made her beg for him.

“Please, fuck—”

She pushed back rougher to meet his thrusts. He gripped her hips with one hand while the other went back down to her clit. Jack worked his fingers roughly as he pushed his hips into Miriam. He buried his face in her neck, kissing her sweet spot. Her quiet praises filled the room, egging him on. She quietly whimpered his name, lazily meeting his thrusts before her orgasm took over. Jack’s orgasm followed soon after. He cried her name and pushed himself deep inside Miriam, spilling every last drop in her.

“Are you still mad?” Miriam asked Jack, shifting around so that she was laying on top of him. 

“Nah,” he shook his head. “Next time try to get some free cheesy garlic bread.”

***

A few weeks had gone by. Jack was on tour and Miriam was at his Atlanta apartment making breakfast before she headed out to set. She was staying there because she was filming a mini series with her mom and Aaron Taylor-Johnson but she was staying at Jack's apartment because her and Isabela had opposing characters and they didn’t want to interfere with their characters’ dynamics if they stayed in the same place.

She was typing out the caption for tik tok she filmed with Aaron Taylor-Johnson when she got a call from Jack. She declined his call and finished up the caption. Not liking the long caption she deleted it and wrote ‘you’re welcome’ because it her and Aaron doing Beyonce’s ‘Cuff It’ challenge. She knew the girlies, gays and theys were going to enjoy watching Aaron sway his hips in grey sweats.

Jack called her again. She furrowed her eyebrows. He rarely called her back when she denied his calls.

“Yeah?” she answered, switching to facetime.

“Have you checked Twitter?” he asked in an anxious tone.

“No, I deleted the app off my phone after the Emmys.” she said. “What happened?”

“People are mad.” he sighed.

“About?” she said walking to her MacBook.

“The song with Gee. According to people I shouldn’t be talking about you like that because you’re now an Emmy award winning actress.” he rolled his eyes.

“Hold on.” she said quickly logging into Twitter. 

Once the page loaded, she was bombarded with people’s tweets calling Jack disrespectful for objectifycing her and how he shouldn't lie about the types of sex they have. Some tweets are from his fans crying because they wished they were Miriam. But the ones going around more are the people calling out Jack.

“Okay they’re doing too much.” she said, closing her laptop. “I’ll fix it.”

“How?” 

“Leave that to me.” she said, pulling out her bagel out of the toaster. “Can I call you in a bit?” 

“Sure.”

“Okay love you.”

“I love you too.” he hung up.

Miriam added some light butter to her bagel and munched on it while she scrolled through her videos. After what felt like an eternity, she stumbled on the video of her eating vanilla ice cream. She uploaded it to her instagram. She captioned it, ‘substituting my man’s sweet, sweet se– with ice cream since he’s not here to put a daycare in my throat’ and posted it. Instantly her phone was flooding with comments and reactions to her post. 

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[hamsterpaj]

#6

Hej allihopa (allihopa=Liv). Jag är uppe i Stockholm just nu. Väldigt mysigt. Jag gjorde en ny spellista på Spotify som heter Dr Martens. Meningen är att vibbarna ska bara ”Dr Martens” vibbar. Jag vet det låter jätteweird men i min värld så är det genialt. Så de flesta av låtarna är lite rockiga från typ 2000-2015. Jag älskar att göra spellistor. Ha olika spellistor till olika läggen. Typ någon spellista när man sover, någon som man har på sommaren, hösten, när man är ledsen etc.

Jag ska byta skola efter sportlovet. Känns spännande och kul. Skolan jag går nu på hatar jag. Asså lärarna bryr sig typ inte om mobbning och sånt. Och så är eleverna jobbiga, hela skolan är förstörd och stökig. Och jag får typ panik av stökiga miljöer. Jag vet inte varför😭😭. Skolan jag ska byta till är en ganska liten ny sträng skola. Jag känner redan några där. Bland annat en av mina bästa kompisar Liv går där. Hon går en klass över mig men ändå. Jag kan vara med henne på rasterna och så. Jag tycker typ att det är jättekonstigt att man inte får ha mobil i matsalen. Skolan vill typ låte ”bra” för föräldrarna. Anyways det blir skönt med en nystart. Jag tänker gå nu men jag lovar att skriva på tåget hem imorgon.

Hej då<3

/hamsterpaj

#dagbok #svenska #gay

[queenoftheimps]

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#5

Wait wait wait did Dream wear DOC MARTENS to visit Hell???

1,761 notes - Posted August 7, 2022

#4

The sad part of the poor captain’s determination to make it to England is that, in a way, it would be better if he didn’t.  Because he’s bringing a vampire to a place with a lot more prey than one ship can provide.

And he doesn’t know that!  He has no idea what’s killing his men, or that it would be a bad idea to let it get on shore.  The captain is doing his very best to be brave and honorable in a terrifying situation, and that’s part of why it’s so tragic.

Anyway, in an AU version of this story, this would be Dracula:

2,044 notes - Posted August 4, 2022

#3

So after someone found the original recipe for the paprika dish that blew Jonathan Harker’s bb lawyer mind, I thought “That sounds like an experience I should totally emulate” and attempted to make it because I too wish to have paprika rock my tiny world

See the full post

2,280 notes - Posted May 9, 2022

#2

Mina: Oh, hello Mr. Swales.

Old Man: Listen, Mina, I'm sorry I upset you by talking about death before. It's just that death comes for us all, we can't escape it, we are all doomed forever, and I'm probably going to die right in front of you right now

Mina: -now openly weeping-

Old Man: no no no listen see it's fine, because everyone on earth could die at any second, really, even young lawyers who have fiancees waiting at home who really love them, so don't be upset

Old Man: because Death is always coming towards us on the horizon, like that ship over there in the storm

Dracula, presumably steering the Demeter: I DON'T KNOW HOW BOATS WORK

5,150 notes - Posted August 6, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Gotta give Tom Sturridge credit for doing a hell of an acting job in the premiere when his job is to give a convincing hour-long performance while 1) mute, 2) naked, 3) in a fishbowl 

20,660 notes - Posted August 6, 2022

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[clutterflutter]

2024

Inne

• brutal ärlighet

• morgonpromenader (alltid inne)

• murarkrage på skjortor och blusar

• små, söta örhängen

• ny kärlek

• jordgubbar till frukost

• egentid, egenvård egenkärlek

• rosa

• lugg/snedbena

• "låt dem"-mentalitet

• nuxe kroppsolja

Ute

• spendera tid på instagram/facebook (ev radera facebook i år)

• vara obekväm i min kropp

• mina gamla dr martens

• för många emojis

• svekfulla människor

[amazoniaonline]

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[just-horrible-things]

Story: Mina and Marten [First | Prev | Next]

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Phone Call

"Mum!" Mina exclaims, making her voice just sunny with cheer. "Fancy hearing from you! What a nice surprise." "Yasmine, we need to talk." Well duh, thinks Mina, it's not like you'd call me just to catch up. "What would you like to talk about, Mummy dearest? I could tell you how my day is going, or you could ask about my love life, or--" "You know what," Mum interrupts. Mina sighs dramatically. "I'm sorry," she says, "I can only read minds over video call." "The boy." "You mean Marten? He has a name, Mum, although I suppose that would be a lot to ask since you can't even remember mine. I thought you didn't watch my 'brainless non-content'?" "Your Aunt Kate told me what 's going on."

"Oh, of course!" Mina giggles, high-pitched, aware of how the phone line will mangle the sound. "Auntie Katie hasn't talked to me in donkey's years so I'm sure she understands all the details of my life." "I've watched the videos. You have a human being, wearing a collar, living in your apartment and sleeping in a dog bed for Christ's sake."

Marten likes his bed, he said so. He said it's comfy. It's what the promotional videos show, it's what you're meant to do for a Boxie. Some YouTubers keep theirs in cages. What's she meant to do, have him sleep in her bed?

What she says is, "Everyone's doing it, Mum. Didn't you want me to make money? This is where the money is. Viewers just love Boxies!" "Stop using that tone with me, Yasmine. Just talk like a normal person." "That tone, Mummy? This is just what my voice is like! Maybe there's something wrong with the phone line, hold on a second." She blows into the microphone sharply.

Mum sighs dramatically. "Oh forget it. Don't you understand what you're doing?" "Boxies are perfectly legal, Mum. He signed a contract, I've seen it with my own eyes." "It's a thin veil over slavery! The corporations won't get away with it for long. The courts will come down hard on it, and then where will you be? Think about your reputation! You'll never get a real job if--" "I have a real job, Mum." "Legal or not, it's completely unethical. I'm ashamed to call you my daughter!" Another too loud giggle. "Oh I'm sorry Mummy, whatever will I do without your support? How about continue how I have been for the last ten years! Goodness, I don't know if I'll cope."

"He's a human being, Yasmine!" "I know that!" Mina snaps. "I never asked for this! Did you actually watch anything or did you look at a thumbnail and decide that you know everything? I didn't want some... stranger, living in my room! I didn't want a human pet! Someone else sent him to me!"

There is a silence. Mina sniffles, and fakes a little sob. Mum hates it when she cries.

"Well," Mum says at last, sounding affronted. "Can't you send him back?" "What a great idea," Mina sighs. "I sure wish I'd thought of that." "You could you just... set him loose. Doesn't he deserve to be free?" Mina is absolutely sure that Mum has not watched any of the footage. Probably she just looked at the video titles. She tries to imagine Marten on his own. Where would he sleep? What would he eat? He had a panic attack when he tried to ride the elevator down two floors to the laundry room for goodness' sake.

"Boxies have to be supervised, Mum. He'd be breaking his contract, he'd get into trouble! Do you need me to Google the rules for you? I could copy it out in nice small words if you'd like that." "Well you can't keep him. He's a human being!" "Mummy dearest," Mina's voice is cracking with emotion and she leans into it, overacting. "I am an independent adult, and I make my own choices. You ran out of excuses to control my life years ago! If you wanted a say, maybe you should have been nicer to me while I still cared!" "Oh Yasmine, do stop going on. It has nothing to do with our relationship. This is much more important." "I'm not even important to you?" "This is a person's life." "I know that, Mummy dearest! What do you even want me to do?" Mum hesitates. Mina pounces on the opening. "I know, I'll just send him back to the factory he came from, I'm sure the corporations will take much better care of him than I can, won't that be just fantastic?" "Why can't you ever discuss anything like an adult?" "I can! I just choose not to when it's you!"

She hears her mother start on another barb as she takes the phone from her ear. Her nagging voice cuts off as Mina ends the call.

Sniffling, she pulls a kleenex from the box and dabs delicately at her tears. It comes away black with makeup, and she wonders how badly she is smudged. Oh well. It's not like Marten cares.

Marten.

"Oh sugar."

Marten sits in his bed with his knees drawn up to his chest. Tears stream down his cheeks and over hands he has clamped over his mouth. He is shaking with silent sobs, staring horrified at Mina as if she might be about to murder him.

"Oh no, Marten!" Mina is mortified. "I'm so sorry, honey. I'm not mad at you, no one's mad at you. Marten, sweetheart, I was just on the phone to my mum, don't be upset!" She crouches beside him, worried, but he doesn't move. "Honey, you're not in trouble, what's wrong? I didn't mean to upset you, sweetie, talk to me?" “Don’t send me back!” he gasps, voice half-smothered with terror. “Please, please don’t -- don’t send me back!” "Okay! Okay, I won't! Don't panic, sweetheart!"

Without his hands holding them back, the sobs tumble out of Marten uncontrolled. Great ugly, breathy gasps of panic and despair. “I’m not sending you back,” Mina assures him frantically. Should she hug him? Give him space? "Oh honey, I was just saying that to my mum to make her go away, I would never! Don't be scared. You're so well-behaved, and so good for the cameras, and the viewers love you, why would I send you back?" ”I... I’m good?” “You’re very, very good. Poor sweetheart, how can I help you, I didn’t mean to upset you!” “Could, um, could you h-hold me?” Marten snivels pitifully. “Of course sweetie, of course I can. Come here.”

Marten practically throws himself into Mina's arms, knocking her back on her butt. She shuffles backwards to the closest beanbag, pulling him along with her, and gathers him into her lap. He clings to her clothes and sobs into her shoulder while she puts her arms around him and awkwardly pats his back.

"Shh, shh," she soothes, “There there, poor darling. It’s okay. It’s okay, you don’t have to be scared.” “Please don’t send me back,” he begs again, “I’ll be better, I’ll be anything you want, don’t send me ba-ack…” “It’s okay honey, it’s okay. I’m not sending you back. If you don’t want to go back, you don’t have to.” “Do… do you promise?” “I promise. If you don't want to, you don’t ever have to go back.” “Thank you,” Marten sobs, “Thank you, Mina.”

But he doesn’t stop crying.

“There you go,” Mina assures him, rocking him gently. “Poor thing. It’s okay. It’s okay to cry, just let it all out. I’m so sorry I scared you.” She thought he was crying hard before, but when she gives him permission he wails like a lost child.

And he doesn’t stop.

She holds him. She pets his hair and apologises. She rocks him and murmurs comfort words and he cries on and on and on, clinging tightly and bawling his eyes out.

Eventually, worried and a little exasperated, she pulls her head back far enough to see his face and asks “Honey, why are you crying?” He sniffles, and tries to stop sobbing long enough to answer. “I just want to be good,” he blubbers miserably. “I only want to be good for you, that’s what I’m for, I don’t know what to do.” “You are good, sweetie. You’ve never done anything bad at all.” He hides his face in her top and cries harder. “But,” he whimpers, “but you don’t want me…” “Oh, honey, no.” Mina feels awful. “Honey no, I didn't mean that, I was only talking to my mum...”

“I just want to be good.” The words seem to be spilling out of Marten now. “And good Boxies are, are wanted, they get bought and they go to nice homes with nice owners and, and they have happy lives fulfilling their owner’s desires and, and I thought I was good, I only want to make you happy, Mina, but I, I thought you wanted me and, and you don’t…” “Of course I want you, Marten, of course I do. I didn’t mean it like that, I, erm…”

“But you didn't even choose me,” Marten says softly. “You didn’t want a - a pet...” “I didn’t know that I wanted you,” Mina tells him. “That’s what I should have said. I didn’t know I wanted you. But Marten, you were a great surprise. It’s me who should be sorry. I’m not a very good owner. I don’t know how to keep you happy, and I don’t have a nice house or anything…” “You’re the best owner,” Marten blurts out with surprising vehemence. He starts crying again. “You’re so good to me and, and you’re kind, and pretty, and I love you, Mina. I just want to make you happy.” “You do make me happy, sweetie. You do.”

Mina has to hold him a good while longer, but he does start to calm down slowly. She stares solemnly at her posters on the wall, not really seeing them, as she murmurs reassurances on autopilot. Are these the right things to say? This is... such a huge responsibility. She wasn't ready for a cat, let alone a whole entire human being. He needs so much affection, all the time.

Mina is not cut out for this.

Eventually he stops crying. Mina waits another ten minutes before she tries to talk to him.

“Would it really be so very bad," she asks carefully, "going back to the company?” Marten stiffens instantly, hands tightening in her clothes. “Don’t worry!” she hurries to tell him, “I’m not gonna send you back! Not unless you want to go. I'm just asking, because I want to understand... why you’re so scared?” Marten is quiet. "You don't have to talk about it," Mina backtracks. "That's okay, I was just curious, don't worry about it. “If the owner sends a product back," Marten's voice is wobbly, "it needs to be refurbished. I… I don’t want to be refurbished…” “But you could have a better owner. A rich one, who can give you the luxury and stuff you signed up for. A big, tidy house. An owner who knows what they're doing...” “I don’t want anyone else,” he sniffles. “I want you.”

He’s starting to cry again. Mina sighs. “That’s okay then. You’ll stay here, and no one’s gonna send you back. Nothing to worry about. It’ll just be you and me.” She brushes the hair carefully away from his damp and sticky face. “And hey. If you keep bringing in the views, maybe some day we’ll have a nice house too.”

“I’m sorry I’m not better,” Marten tells her sadly. “I wish I was a smart Boxie so I could help you out and stuff…” “Oh sweetie. Shall I tell you a secret?” Mina smiles sadly. “I’m not very smart either. But it’s okay! You don’t have to be smart to do well on YouTube. You just have to look pretty. And we’re both pretty good at that!”

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[bukojuiice]

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- Katsuki Bakugo

-        Being a barista or just someone who works in a coffee shop in general, leads to a lot of unexpected things.

-        You meet and interact with a lot of busy people every single day. They come and they go.

-        Anything could absolutely happen.

-        But did it ever cross your mind that amongst all these busy people who flock in and out of the café, that you’d fall in love with one of them? Nope.

-        That was until a particularly handsome spiky-haired blonde came crashing into the door with his chaotic friends at his tail, pushing him to confess his feelings to you.

-        How did this come to be? Why you of all people?

-        Bakugo and his squad frequently visit a café that you work in as a barista.

-        You were one to take note of every regular customer you see.

-        You do it for fun most of the time and it’s nice to observe people, especially at a very social job such as this.

-        Katsuki and his friends were a bit loud and stood out in particular. They were good-intentioned people and they looked like they were very fun to be with.

-        They immediately piqued your interest as soon as you saw them line up at the counter, chattering away, their personalities clashing with each other with the way they talked, yet they looked like they were all still the best of friends.

-        Kaminari noticing how cute and pretty you are, and decided to hit on you. Pulling a very lame romantic coffee pun that you’ve heard time and time again.

-        His red-headed friend who was a few places away from him, bonked him in the head for being a weirdo again.

-        You brush him off jokingly, ignoring his pleas and side remarks until he finally tells you his order and apologizes. (Not only for embarrassing himself, but also to you for having to put up with a lame joke.)

-        When it was time for the blonde to order, you notice his expression soften and his voice go low. and as oblivious as you were, you just took it as a casual customer who was just being courteous and respectful to baristas like you.

-        But, you were very very wrong. There was meaning in it all along.

-        “One Pumpkin Spice Latte please.” He announces his order, looking away from you, whilst you can hear his friends snickering behind you as if they were teasing him about something.

-        “Will that be all?” You smile, calculating his order onto the cash register.

-        “Yes.” He nods solemnly, then hands his payment to you.

-        “Name please?”

-        “Katsuki.”

-        Ever since that warm spring day in March, the blonde would visit almost every day.

-        Sometimes with or without his friends, sometimes just dropping by to get his usual drink or staying until closing hours, sometimes ordering his usual Pumpkin Spice Latter or some other drink that surprises you, and sometimes with a book on his hand or typing away on his laptop.

-        And- you never got tired of seeing him.

-        For all the people who come in and out of this establishment, he was special.

-        He became someone whom you couldn’t get out of your head, someone who you were excited to see after a tiring day, and he became a sort of reminder to you as to why you came to love this job in the first place.

-        In fact, you’ve grown to like him by just merely observing him.

-        Sure, there were times when you’d go up to his table and interact with him. Engaging in small talk, albeit sometimes he didn’t seem interested, but you knew he was listening.

-        You wanted to interact with him more than just idle chit chat. More than just asking if he enjoyed his drink or if he need an extra fork or straw. You wanted it to be more than just that.

-        Katsuki feels the same too, but with how unfriendly and aggressive he may look sometimes, he has no idea how to interact with you either. Maybe, he might hurt your feelings or maybe you might misinterpret something he says, prompting you to not approach him anymore.

-        Maybe for the first time in his life, he needed to appreciate and be contented with the little things. No matter how insignificant or trifling they may be, he had to be content with what he has with you right now.

-        That was until today.

-        You take a tray from the counter, and place Katsuki’s drink on it. You walk slowly to his table, showing him your usual smile, sliding his drink off your tray and putting it down on his table. “Enjoy your drink Katsuki-san!” Next, you place tissues and his usual order of honey-glazed donut (in contrast to his every day order of pumpkin spice latte)

-        When… your hand brushed with his.

-        You hear yourself squeal in place, slowly taking back your hand and apologizing. “Ah, I’m s-sorry! Anywho, enjoy your drink!”

-        “Wait.” He grabs your wrist. His touch, soft and gentle, giving you a very different feeling that you would usually feel from a guy like him. “Can I ask for your name?”

-        “Oh. It’s (Y/N)! It’s nice to meet you Katsuki-san! Bye!” You cover your face, running back to the counter to attend to another customer’s order, leaving his table before he was even able to say another word.

-        It was a week before he came back to the coffee shop after that day.

-        You counted the days when he didn’t visit, and because of that, you were in a rather damp and sad mood ever since. Maybe he wanted to tell you something? Maybe he was about to tell you he was never going back to the coffee shop again? Maybe he took the gesture of you running away from him as a sign that you weren’t interested in talking to him that’s why he didn’t bother coming back?

-        It was a regular Tuesday. Taco Tuesday actually. You decided to stop counting the days that Katsuki didn’t visit, maybe he really was gone now.

-        Your eyes lit up at the sight of Katsuki entering the café with his friends. A pink-haired girl, obviously points at you, nudging her blonde friend in the arm. “Go for it! What’s stopping you from talking to her!?”

-        You pay them no mind and divert your attention back to the customer in front of you. Although you were waiting for them to get in line and attend to them.

-        You hear their voices from the back of the line growing louder and louder as they got closer to the counter. You couldn’t help but shake your head and chuckle at the sight of seeing them.

-        “Hi (Y/N=chan)!” Mina beams. Kirishima and Kaminari had their arm around Bakugo’s shoulder at both sides whilst Sero was behind Bakugo making sure he had no chance of escape. “My friend, Bakubro, here wanted to ask you something!”

-        “Sure.” You give them your signature smile. “Is there something up?”

-        “Ooooh! He wants to ask you if-“

-        “Could you guys shut up for a second!?” He turns to his friends, shooting all of them a glare, and you swear you could see him pop a vein on his head. His friends simmer down and hand you a note with all of their orders instead, as they retreat to a table within earshot of the two of you. They flash Katsuki a thumbs up before trying their best to not eavesdrop.

-        He collects himself first, taking a deep breath before finally speaking again.

-        “I was wondering… if you’re free sometime?” He scratches the back of his neck, looking away from you as to not show the cute and dorky blush present on his face. “If you’re not interested though then-“

-        You giggle, reaching for the cup of his pumpkin spice latte and writing something down on it. You put down the orders of his friends on a tray then hand it over to him. “Let’s talk about it later… If that’s okay with you?”

-        He nods, a puzzled look on his face, as he gets out of the line.

-        You notice his friends were about to jump for joy as soon as their explosive blonde friend approach their table, Kirishima grabs Katsuki’s pumpkin spice latte before he takes a sip, then notices what you had written on there. “OH MY GOD!?”

-        “BAKUBRO! SHE GAVE YOU HER NUMBER!?”

-        “WAIT!? WHAT!?” He reaches for his drink, stealing it from his red-headed friend, reading the contents of the cup.

-        You notice him blushing as his friends burst into a fit of laughter. “SMOOTH MOOVES, KATSUKI! YOU DIDN’T HAVE TO DO ANYTHING! YOU WERE THAT OBIVIOUUS!” they continue to tease him as he registers your number into his cellphone.

-        “START EATING YOU LOSERS! WE HAVE A LECTURE WITH A SHITTY PROFESSOR AT 10 AM.”

-        “yeah~ yeah~ yeah~”

-        You giggle at the sight of them relentlessly teasing him still.

-        At the end of your shift, you finally check your phone to be greeted to a text by Katsuki.

-        “Hey (Y/N). Is Friday good with you? I noticed that you don’t work at the café during Fridays, and I wanted to confirm if that’s one of your free days?”

“Of course! And, yes, it is! Can’t wait to see you for the first time out of the café by then!  (´｡• ω •｡`)”

-        “Yeah… see you.”

 - Shoto Todoroki

-        Why is the owner of the coffee shop near your university have to be this hot?

-        The girls around campus call him the Coffee Prince for a reason.

-        Who gave him the right? Who gave him the right to arrive at the very café he owns in a dashing black coat that he matched with a black (sometimes grey) turtleneck, his defined and toned muscles clearly perking from underneath, an expensive watch in his wrist, and some doc. Martens boots to complete the look.

-        Who gave him the right to be this handsome?

-        Did I mention that he’s also a student at the same university you go to?

-        Did I also mention that he sometimes manages the cash register? And how everyone and their mothers flock to the café as soon as they see him at the counter?

-        Shoto Todoroki.

-        That was his name.

-        The youngest son of the Todoroki family who owns pretty much about every corporate building and company in the city.

-        Yet, here he was, managing his little own café. Clearly not interested in the business world that his entire family had built.

-        It was large yet quaint coffee shop, not only were the drinks crafted with love and care along with the snacks and food you can order, but it was also the wonderful smell of scented pinecones wafting around the café. It was heaven. (Just like all coffee shops are, but this one in particular has a special place in your heart, and it’s not JUST because of the handsome man that owns this café.)

-        Shoto was different and a very hands-on kind of guy. If he wasn’t managing the counter, he would be making drinks, messing around in the kitchen, and bringing out yummy cookies and other amazingly baked goods (that he made) as the dish and the dessert of the day.

-        He was very kind to his staff. Making sure the energy was always light and happy. Joking around with them, helping them out, and with the occasional outbursts that customers have, he quickly handles the situation with ease.

-        He was perfect in more ways than one. And with that, he was very much out of your league.

-        Although your friends would encourage you, it wasn’t enough for you to push through with it and talk to him.

-        Besides, it’s not like he has time to talk with customers on a daily basis right? He was a busy man and a college student just like you.

-        You were just like everyone else. Helplessly in love with a guy like him. The rich and handsome young man who looked like he came straight out of a romantic comedy.

-        There is a 0.0001% chance he would even notice you. Why bother trying to compete when there’s so much competition? You weren’t main character material at all. Why would he notice you then?

-        In some days, when busines is slow and the café is quiet, you see him working at the farthest table in the corner, near the charging station. He had a stern and serious face, very much focused on his laptop, typing away, while sipping on a cup of coffee from time to time.

-        Although this happened very rarely since the café was usually packed 24/7.

-        But, when days were extremely slow, these were the perfect times to just admire him from afar.

-        His handsome features, half-and-half colored hair, and his beautiful heterochromatic eyes…

-        Sometimes, he would run his fingers through his hair, and you feel your heart stop every time he does it, that you can’t even focus on the project you were doing.

-        Unbeknownst to you, he too would sneak glances at you from time to time.

-        Maybe, Shoto Todoroki wasn’t the type of guy who would fall in love with the main heroine.

-        Maybe, he wasn’t that kind of person after all this time of thinking that he is.

-        As books and clichés go, maybe you just had to read in between the lines.

-        To notice that he too was in love with you all this time.

-        “Earth to (y/n)?” Ochaco waves a hand in front of you. No answer. The girl huffs and starts to pack up her things. But, before she leaves, at a last attempt to wake you up from your trip to space, she whispers loud enough for you to hear.

-        “Is that Mr. Shoto Todoroki I see shirtless in the corner!?”

-        “You won’t be able to trick me with that Ochaco-chan.” You snap back into reality, shaking your head at your best friend’s failed attempt at trying to get your attention.

-        She winks and grins at you in disbelief. “Still gotcha there love. I’m about to head off to my next lecture, will you be staying here?”

-        “Yup. It’s not too crowded today anyway, and I also need to catch up on my lessons.”

-        “Mkay! I’ll tell Tsuyu and the others to head here after class! See you!” Your brown-haired friend waves goodbye, a ringing bell at the door signaling that she left the premises.

-        You watch Ochaco’s walking figure as she leaves. But, once you turn to sneak a glance at Shoto, you catch his gaze.

-        Oh. my. God.

-        He was looking at you too.

-        You grin sheepishly, waving gingerly at him. “H-hi Todoroki-san…”

-        He returns the greeting by nodding at you, as he gets back to doing his work. (trying to keep his cool as you obviously caught him staring back at you.)

-        You frown as soon as he averts his gaze. Much like him, you go back to focus on the pile of learning materials you had to go through.

-        Someone suddenly enters the store, disrupting you from your studies yet again with how loud they shut the door behind them. Shoto was also annoyed and alerted by this, keeping an eye on the sleazy guy who had just entered his precious establishment.

-        The guy approaches you, shooting you a glare. “This is my seat. Get out.”

-        “Excuse me? I was here first. I don’t see your name anywhere you a-“

-        “What did you say!?” The sleazebag attempts to grab you by the wrist forcefully, trying to drag you out of the table by first. But, before he could, you notice someone grab his arm first, pushing him away from you.

-        “Who the hell are you!?”

-        You look up to see Shoto shielding you, his hand gripping onto the guy’s wrist. You feel your heart beat rapidly at the sight of his tall and well-built figure standing in front of you.

-        “The owner of this café. There are a lot of unoccupied seats in the area that you can sit in, as you can see. Unless you’re blind that is.”

-        “Excuse me!? What kind of asshole are you!? Ain’t the customer always right!? I’m never going back to this shitty establishment!” He flips Shoto off before storming out of the store.

-        Shoto sighs and then turns to you. “Are you okay?” His hand tries to reach out for you, but he hesitates, and stops before you notice him doing so. “Did he hurt you anywhere?”

-        “Ah no. Not really. Don’t worry.” You wave your hands in assurance, a faint blush appearing on your cheeks. “Thank you, Todoroki-san. You didn’t have to do that.”

-        “I had to. You’re an…“ He pauses for a second, as if trying to collect his words and trying his best to not slip up in front of you. “Important customer. I couldn’t stand to see anybody be hurt like that.”

-        “Important customer?” You look at him in disbelief. You turn away from him, trying to process what he had just said. “I’m just another regular old customer who frequents your café. How can I be of importance when nothing stands out about me?”

-        Shoto raises his finger, telling you to wait a moment, and then leaves your table. He collects his things from the place he usually sits at and heads over to sit on the chair opposite of yours. Sitting down on the seat, he brings out his laptop and places his coffee mug on the table.

-        You blink and tilt your head. But on the inside, you wanted to yeet yourself into space because here he was, the guy you’ve been crushing on for almost a year, face to face, your face meters away from his, and the two of you trying to study in peace like some lovey dovey university couple.

-        The two of you continue to make idle chit-chat while working on your respective tasks. You told him your name and in turn, he told you to stop being so formal with him, saying that you calling him Shoto was fine.  He was fun to be with despite the fact that the two of you were quiet throughout the entire time.

-        Time does fly when you’re with your crush, that you didn’t notice it was time for your next lecture. You were about to stand up from your seat when Shoto suddenly speaks.

 -        “(Y/N).” He says sternly. You look up from your computer, continuing to fold it and stuff it in your bag. “Yes?” You reply.

 -        “I was wondering if you wanted to be study buddies? I notice you studying alone most of the time whenever the café isn’t busy, and I think it would be less lonely if we shared a table. Only if you want to though…” He says ever so casually, as if nothing fazes him. Even though on the inside, he was about to die of embarrassment thinking about what would happen if you said no.

 -        “Of course! I’d love to!” You reply coolly, trying to not act like you were about to explode of happiness on the spot. “See you tomorrow, then?” You stand up from your seat, slinging your backpack on your shoulders.

 -        “Yup. See you.” He waves goodbye, watching you leave his café. As soon as you were out of earshot, he breathes a sigh of relief, mouthing a joyful “yes!” as he goes back to what he was doing, and he’ll be in a good mood for the rest of the day.

 -        You did the same too. As soon as Shoto wasn’t within reach, you smile widely, squealing, and clutching your journal to your chest. “Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. I can’t believe that actually happened.”

 -        This was it. The start of something new.

 -        Your love story with the Coffee Prince was about to begin.

 - Izuku Midoriya

-        Izuku Midoriya is the cute and hardworking barista who works at your favorite café that you and your friends visit every day.

-        Aoyama and Ochaco call him the “matcha haired cutie” for some reason, even though the color of his hair?? is far?? from the color?? of actual matcha??  

-        Even from afar, he just looks like the most precious cinnamon roll ever?? And your heart just can’t stop fluttering at the thought of seeing him every time you drop by to get a cup of coffee.

-        Pls why must this boy be so cute? his floofy dark green-hair do be making all the ladies swoon

-        The coffee shop is flooded with customers every time it’s his shift. Most of them are regulars who find him really sweet + adorable and they spend way too much time at the counter trying to make idle chat with “izuku” (as seen on his name tag) and it’s really annoying.

-        Some bold and confident regulars attempt to ask for his number, but izuku politely refuses.

-        Which means more chances of winning for you (even though you’re in the same level of interaction with izuku as all these other people)

-        When you come up to the counter however, his smile feels different. He shows you a smile that feels so warm and comforting. A smile that reminds you of home. a smile that makes you forget the stress put upon you by college just for a little while.

-        You notice that he adds extra whipped cream and some chocolate sprinkles to your frappe from time to time and you have no idea if this is intentional or if he just does it by accident.

-        Either way, your friends are convinced that it is intentional and it’s some sort of love language/special treatment that baristas have for customers they have a soft spot for.

-        You always greet him warmly. “good morning izuku-kun! How are you today?”

-        He immediately beams at you. “Good morning! It’s been a great day so far! may I take your order?” You then proceed to recite your usual drink.

-        It’s the littlest things and the smallest gestures that matter after all.

-        Sometimes you would space out whilst at the register, not knowing you were next in line (most of the time it’s because you’re trying to think of something witty to say to him)

-        He smiles at the sight of seeing you, “hi! will it be the usual?”

-        “a-ah yes. I’m sorry for spacing out there.”

-        “it’s alright! I feel you! it happens to me all the time too actually!”

-        His smile. His cute little freckles, his friendly aura, and just his entire presence in general. There’s just something about him that draws you in.

-        He reminds you of a little daisy amongst a field of different flowers. pure, bright and very pleasant. Just swaying with the wind and perfectly content with life.

-       If he arrives early from uni, you see him chilling at the mini library of the café and is usually seen engrossed in a classical novel (you’ve noticed he’s been reading a lot of jane austen, franz kafka, f. scott fitzgerald and arthur conan doyle novels recently!)

-        For some reason, when he’s out of his whole barista uniform, no one seems to notice him. It’s like he fades into the background.

-        He’s able to enjoy the peace and solace that loneliness brings, with a frappe or an expresso usually at the table next to him along with a pile of other books.

-        At the insistence of your friends, you decide to approach him and have small talk.

-        That was enough to make you happy even just for a moment.

-        “hi there izu-kun! It’s nice to see you out of your popular barista persona for the day.”

-        “oh? hi (y/n)!”

-        “wait… you know my name?” you immediately feel a faint tint of pink appear on your cheeks, trying your best to hide it from him by covering your mouth until it fades.

-        “of course! i asked one of your friends who regularly visit the shop. Your blonde friend? The one that has these sparkles around him that follow him everywhere?”

-        “aoyama…” you grit your teeth, muttering under your breath.

-        “anyway, would you like to have a seat? It’d be nice to have some company.” he pats the cushion next to him, scooting over to the other side of the sofa.

-        You slowly sit down, feeling yourself shaking a little bit because you had absolutely no idea he even ACTUALLY knew your name and what you had originally wished for, which was just a normal interaction with him, would ESCALATE to this.

-        “What are you reading?” you turn to him, trying to take a peek.

-        “Pride and Prejudice!” he grins, scratching his head sheepishly. “I know it’s not the typical book that you’d expect someone like me to read out in public like this, but mr darcy and elizabeth’s romance throughout the book makes me feel giddy. They’re such a good couple and they’re written so well!”

-        “they are! The dumb English lit major in me wrote a 40-page doc just talking about their love and other classical couples seen in novels! There’s just something about them that makes the book worth reading time and time again!”

-        “Y-yeah…”

-        You notice him grow flustered and nervous all of a sudden and you can’t help but shoot him a puzzled look. “is something wrong Izu-kun?”

-        “I-I actually want to recommend this to you!” He hands you a small and slightly worn book with no cover or title in it. He then takes a look at his watch, his eyes growing wide. “A-ah! It’s time for my shift!” He stands up from the couch, but before he properly leaves, he turns to you and smiles his precious smile again. “see you later (y/n)!” he waves then quickly takes a beeline to the back of the café.

-        You wave back. watching his figure growing smaller and smaller until his disappears when he enters the backdoor.

-        You sigh and start to skim thru the pages of the book, when you notice a yellow sticky note inside.

-        “Words cannot expresso how much you mean to me. Would you like to go out sometime?”

-        And you swear, at that moment, you feel your heart about to combust from happiness. Squealing internally, you hide your flustered expression by digging your face inside the book, not to be seen by anyone else.

-        You were going to savor this moment.

#mha x reader #bnha x reader #my hero academia x reader #boku no hero academia x reader #katsuki bakugo x reader #bakugo x reader #katsuki bakugou x reader #mha headcanons #bnha headcanons #shoto todoroki x reader #shouto todoroki x reader #todoroki x reader #deku x reader #izuku midoriya x reader #midoriya x r #bakugou katsuki x reader #katsuki bakugo headcanons #bakugo headcanons #shoto todoroki headcanons #izuku midoriya headcanons #deku headcanons #mha fluff #bnha fluff #coffee shop au

[katutsukushii]

E-girl Bakugou. He is a killer emo femboy and he will cancel misogynistic, sexist assholes who definitely induce toxic masculinity. We stan a king who be slaying his makeup, heels and clothes.

Please.... I would die for him.

He wears pretty skirts and sharp fucking eyeliner and goddamit, he loves putting blush on the tip of his nose! And if anyone says anything to him he’ll just kick them while wearing his Doc Martens. 

He has no tolerance for anyone that dislikes his style - Kaminari once said something stupid against it and he didn’t speak to him for a month until Mina finally got him to understand how stupid he was and he apologized.

#god i love him #bakugou katsuki #bnha #mha #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #jayrambles #jay answers #lunadragongem01

[thriftszop]

Name:

Elisabeth

Nickname:

Lisa

Age:

Dracula, Lizunia

Gender:

female

Height:

?

Characters/celebs I can relate to:

Salem Saberhagen, Janis Ian, Nancy (The craft), Abby Sciuto, Snape, Evelyn Salt, Maleficent, Morticia and Wednesday Addams, Elvira, Mina Harker (The league of extraordinary gentlemen), Lydia Deetz, Catwoman, April Ludgate, Emily the strange, Olivia Nevrakis, Helena Bonham Carter, Tim Burton, Angelina Jolie, Krysten Ritter, Rihanna, Alfred Hitchcock, cneajna  

I am:

an angel, witch, vampire

Animal:

bat, black cat, black panther?

Favorite color:

black, red

Fashion style:

gothic stuff but not all (trad, strega, romantic or tribal), not afraid of short skirts or big decolletage but prefer longer pieces, lace,   velvet, leather, maybe a bit transparent, red, black, distressed,   demonia/martens/combat boots but also heels, chokers, necklaces, rings, sometimes bracelets, anything that’s sparkle, shiny or contains ruby or  black stones, vintage (even victorian), feminine, sexual even  

Relationship/orientation/type:

bisexual, some sort of a sexual alter, was crushing on Nat for almost all her life but had romances  with many ppl in the inner world (also Trickster)

Voice/laugh/singing:

lekko ukraiński/białoruski akcent, chrypliwy, z przekąsem, przeciąga słowa, mruczący, kuszący, śmieje się jak wiedźma

How I look like:

ma spiczastą grzywkę

has a small round face and big boobs/butt (jest kształtniejsza wg Nata)

eyes - ?

hair color - black

Używa brzydkich słów:

yes

Dysforia:

no but she hates the fact we have short hair

Temperature:

unknown

Odporność na ból:

enjoys some kinds of pain

Balans/spryt/szybkość/siła:

unknown

Don’t touch me guide:

just don’t?

Powers in head space:

red magic, iluzja?

Tryb walki:

?

Uzależnienia w inner world:

she sometimes drinks (then she falls flat on her face) or smokes but it’s very rare

Jak często frontuję:

vare rarely lately

Music:

gothic mostly, Sopor Aeternus, Gin Wigmore, Radiohead, The black belles, Chelsea Wolfe, CocoRosie and more

Some other info about me:

kręci pupą jak chodzi, ale nie trzyma nóg razem jak Brandon

robi dziubek z ust

brwi się jej rozjeżdżają na boki

wysyła emoji z mrugnięciem i gify z przewalaniem oczami najczęściej (bo często to robi w realu) i te z Rodziny Addamsów

robi pozycje kuszące

mówi MRRRAU

bawi się włosami

używa dużo angielskich słów a nawet czasem coś palnie i w innych

bawi się szeleszczącym papierkiem i potrafi go gryźć

loves Halloween of course, cemeteries, gothic stuff, especially bats, taxidermy

she says she is widowed but never been married

masochistic and sadistic

po head space chodzi z łopatą i zakopuje tych co zostali zabici w ogródku Vinnie

drze koty z Natem wiecznie, podpuszcza go i dogryza mu

interesują ją strzykawki

robiła zdjęcia zdechłym ptakom jak host?

podobna do naszej sąsiadki pani Uli

często  gryzie się w język bo gada co jej ślina nań przyniesie

potrafi być wredna i szczera do bólu, albo ma wyjebane albo się wkurzy po prostu

wiecznie tworzyła teorie spiskowe jak jej siostra Amanda i teraz wszyscy to robią

likes her curtains shut during the day and don’t turn on the light at night, likes warmth of the sun but not it’s light

sleep with stuffed bats

might act like a cat

shows teeth at times and hisses at people

notices bugs and birds and spiderwebs, likes to hunt flies

might act like a cat, when drying hair she is doing with her hand like a cat would with a paw while washing itself and can eat meat like an animal

often keeps hands like she’s about to hunt

doesn’t like water on her face

when laughing her lips often start to tremble because she doesn’t like to show she’s laughing?

pretty creative

Umeko from our book was partially based on her

remember to ask her for english words if you forgot!

garbi się jak je?

loves her black wig

if April Ludgate and Ron Swanson had a baby...

hates people, especially kids

plays various instruments in the inner world

ciągle z rana pije coś w head space i twierdzi, że to krew, ale jest czarne/ciemnobrązowe (najpewniej kawa choć w realu nie pijamy)

owns a stuffed animal in head space that looks a lot like this

#lisa

[denkilightning]

trans bakusquad headcanons

(written by a transmasc person)

First their ✨gender flavors✨:

denki (afab): transmasc enby (he they), katsuki (afab): trans boy (he), hanta (amab): genderqueer (they, later +she he), mina (amab): genderfluid (any pron), eijirou (afab): trans boy (he); [additionally kyouka (afab): nonbinary (they)]

the first to come out was hanta and they were very stressed cus their dad almost killed them the first time they came out

imagine their surprise when denki just went "oh wait thats?? a coming out????" and hanta goes "yes???" and denkis just "oh cool. name, prons and identity?" and mina just goes "if u have one. its perfectly valid if you dont have it figured out" and katsuki adds "also alright if youd like to not be referred to at all" and hanta just starts happy crying cus its so fucking easy??? so they tell their name and prons and that theyre genderqueer

and then they realised "wait- some of you are trans too?" and every single one of them goes "yes" and they all laugh and eijirou reminds them that if they want to change some things up or try some new terms the squad is there to support them and apologies for misgendering them before

and then the topic changes and they just go on their day

and thats how they all came out

denki realized he was trans when he was three. that is, when his sense of gender has developed (scientifically speaking, the sense of gender identity shows up around three years old) and since his older sister was trans too

his parents asked him what name would he like to have (his parents were incredibly smart but,, they were also dumbasses) and he just went 'blip!! electricity!!!' so they were like 'uh okay? how about denki? it means electricity in japanese!' 'kay'

and that is peak enby culture. im still thinking about changing my name to 'rock rock' and fleeting to australia or new zealand

katsuki doesn't bind!!! he trains and sweats too much to wear one!!!!! he just wears sports bras!!!! and honestly so good for him!!!!!

eijirou never really minded femininity and stuff but he just really really really like 'manly' stuff. his love for crimson riot only deepened that and on of his moms went 'maybe youd like to be a boy honey?' and he just went ':O i can???' 'if you feel like it?' ':D!!!' and he got his binder and started T before entering ua

mina doesnt really know her gender... if she were to describe it shed describe it as like a holograph itll always look different. they experimented with terms throughout middle school and high school. he just threw genderfluid sprinkles in like the 3rd year and went 'yeah thats cool'

bakugou manspreads to assert domination against weak cis boys

mina makes them all pride merch!!!

denki took blockers all his life so he has absolutely no idea how period feels, he jsut knows biologically-wise what it is and that it can hurt more than a fucking heart attack

so he freaks out when katsuki gets his period at school. the rest of the squad freaks out too. if not eijirou theyd all be dead

from that time denki carries all the period stuff in his backpack and always has an extra in his locker

squad in skirts? squad in skirts

'on wednesdays we wear skirts cus gender roles are for ugly people'

denki doesnt really like dresses but hes cool with skirts, especially paired with his martens so in consequence their skirt days turn out to be way more punk than expected

denki is v v v non passing so he looks like a soft butch lesbian most of times

he likes the way he looks but that gets many people hitting on him who think hes a girl. he doesnt mind, he always makes sure to send the cute and nice ones to mina though

they have a huge ass weighted blanket with a trans flag on it, and the whole squad fits there

denki hanta and minas hobby is confusing cis people

gender comforming? never heard of her

denki once said jesus is a trans man and hanta, a half portuguese catholic, cannot get this out of their head

anyway theyre all trans fight me

#bakusquad #trans bnha #denki kaminari #katsuki bakugou #hanta sero #mina ashido #eijirou kirishima #*mine #*mine: headcanons #death tw #death mention

[katsulia]

Sundress

featuring : Bakugou x reader 

Requests and matchups are open ! 

The first heat of summer was beginning to be felt in Mustafu and urban pollution was only increasing the hot and almost suffocating air. It was time to bring out of the wardrobe the cool and light temperature-appropriate clothes. 

Y/N had a lunch meet up  with Mina and it was the perfect occasion to wear her new acquisition: a little yellow summer dress. She had totally fallen in love with it last week, already imagining herself with the pair of Doc Martens sandals that Bakugou had recently bought her. And she hadn't been deceived : the two went very well together.

The afternoons with Mina always went by very quickly or even too quickly. The sun was already starting to set and it was soon time to part. But as Bakugou's day was coming to an end and Y/N was not far from his agency, she decided to go and pick him up. They were both working at a different agency and Y/N saw no point in going to his workplace when she knew that she would find him at home every night in a better mood from the one he puts his colleagues through. Especially since they were not really into PDA.

When she arrived in the building, she did not bother to present herself to the secretary and instead sat down on one of the chairs at the reception desk. It wouldn't do much good to tell Bakugou that she was there, she knew her schedule by heart; he was going to burst in within 5 minutes with his sports bag. She waited patiently and as she had predicted he came out of the lift in a fury, as if he was ready to fight someone when in fact he was not, he was just in a hurry to get home. Automatically she got up and tried to remove the folds that her dress had made when she was sitting down.

Bakugou noticed her immediately. It was as if the world was black and white and in the middle was an angel dressed in a little yellow summer dress. As simple as the dress appeared to him, Y/N was making the dress particularly pretty. In fact, no matter what she was wearing, everything suited her. But at this sight alone Bakugou's heart started to race thorough his throat cage and his eyes were full of admiration. The yellow colour brought out her complexion perfectly and the orange sun-rays coming from the window made her look even more beautiful. And the innocent little smile she had every time she saw him was enough to warm him from head to toes, and neither his quirk nor the summer temperatures were the cause of it. She was the sun of his life. 

#bakugou x reader #bakugou katuski x reader #bakugou fluff #mha x reader #bnha x reader #mha imagines #bnha imagines #bakugou imagine #Bakugou Katsuki imagines

[abit-of-mayhem]

Cloak and Dagger/Marvel’s Runaways (Vigilantes) Daemon AU: Charecter/Daemon list

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Tandy’s daemon is an albino lion named Phobos. Throughout Tandy’s childhood, Phobos’s favorite form was that of a dove. Most people assumed he would settle as such, due to him seeming to favor the form, even at Tandy’s young age. That was until the rig explosion…As they were walking home alone, Phobos changed into a lion for the first time, keeping himself glued to Tandy’s side the whole way home. After that? He never changed forms again.

Tyrone’s daemon is a black she-wolf named Daphne. She had taken the form occasionally before the rig explosion, but once she woke up next to Tyrone on the beach, she never changed again.

Mina’s daemon is a barn owl named Lumin. While he also took the form of mouse every now and then, Lumin showed a strong favor towards different types of bird throughout Mina’s childhood. So it was no surprise when he eventually settled as one.

Bridget’s daemon is a fox named Fiirlime, or Fiir for short. Before the splits Fiir was an all red fox, with a touch of black on his ears and legs. Once Bridgette and Mayhem split, Bridgette’s Fiirlime lost all of his black markings, while Mayhem’s Fiirlime was a completely black fox. Once the two merged back together again, Fiirlime changed. He was now a black-and-red cross fox.

Karolina’s daemon is a peregrine falcon named Soleil, or Sol for short. Sol has never taken a form that wasn’t a bird of some kind, but no one questioned it.

Nico’s daemon is maned wolf named Fenrir. Fenrir took many other forms throughout Nico’s childhood, including a raven, a ocelot, and many more. Once Amy died, Fenrir settled almost immediately.

Gert’s daemon is komodo dragon named Old Lace. Whenever Gert’s anxiety became a prominent issue is when Old Lacs settled.

Molly’s daemon, named Juno, only recently settled as a beech marten. There wasn’t anything specific that caused him to settle.

Chase’s daemon is a golden retriever named Celeste. Celeste took the form of a golden retriever the first time Chase’s dad hit him, though it was a little bit longer before she settled as it.

Alex’s daemon is a stag beetle named Eris. Eris tended to take the form of an insect long before she settled on a stag beetle. She settled almost immediately after Amy’s death.

Amy’s daemon was a arctic fox named Vigil.

#Vigilantes Daemon AU! #oh hell yeah baby #that’s DEFINITELY what I’m calling it #cloak and dagger #marvels runaways #character/daemon list

[samanthaa-leanne]

Prompt Lists

Valentine’s Day Event: Prompt List: Open

“Could you have found a bigger teddy bear?!" : Bakugo

"It's not much, but I got you this." : Kageyama

Weather Event: Prompt List: Complete

puffer jackets with noya: spending their last dying days with their s/o

hot cocoa with bakugou: their reaction to being caught cheating

flower crowns with bakugou: their favorite memory of their relationship

dr martins with shoto: how they get rid of a cockroach in the house

farmers market with shoto: how they take care of their own kids on their own

fairy lights with shinsou: how they split house chores

candles with shinsou: how the bathroom is split between them and their so

gingerbread with shinsou: taking care of their s/o when they’re sick.

christmas trees with noya: a promise that they/their s/o broke-done

knitting with noya: their reaction to the first discussion about having kids

mochi with yamaguchi: their love language

dr martens with bakugou: how do they get rid of a cockroach in the house

knitting with bakugou: their reaction to the first discussion about having kids

cardigans with noya: how they react upon meeting their s/o for the first time

leaf piles with todoroki: their reaction to their so coming home from overtime

bees with todoroki: cutest thing they've done for their so

suntanning with sero: what sleepovers are like

chamomile tea with kenma: the moment they realized they liked their s/o and their reaction.

sparrow with bokuto: who confessed first and how

sneakers with kuroo: their reaction to being apart from their s/o for more than a few days

mochi with kuroo: their love language

bees with tsukishima: cutest thing they’ve done for their so

sneakers with tsukishima: how they react upon meeting their so for the first time

Color Event: Prompt List: Complete

blood red with tsuki: how they react to being caught cheating.

spinach green with ushijima: killing spiders/bugs for their s/o with.

blood red with tamaki: how they react to being caught cheating/ part two

black with bakugou: how they react to their s/o being murdered or committing suicide.

granny smith with todo: how they react to finding out their s/o is pregnant

lilac with noya: how you fell in love

hot pink with suga: who realized they had feelings first

pale raspberry with kenma: what they do on a first date

amethyst with bakugou: something they regret

dark kelp green with kuroo: what they argue about

black with ukai: how they react to their s/o being murdered or committing suicide

granny smith with ukai: how they react to finding out their s/o is pregnant

spinach green with tsuki: killing spiders/bugs for their s/o

dragon fruit with suga + ukai: how they spend time with their kids

powder blue with bokuto + ukai: how they became friends

sea green with shinso: taking care of their s/o when sick

avocado with shinso: they strangest thing they know about their bff

baby pink with bokuto: the stupidest or most favorite memory they have together

celadon with bokuto: what sleepovers are like

maroon with dabi: how they spend their last moments with their s/o

turquoise with hawks: who asked who out and how they did it

uranus with shinsou: how they fight and make up

rose de france with yams: how they help their best friend after a bad day

orange with yams: when they knew they had feelings for their s/o

hot pink with bakugou, kenma, kuroo, aizawa, shinsou, suga, ukai, dabi, & hawks: who realized they had feelings first

orange with todo: when they knew they had feelings for their s/o

dragon fruit with shoto: how they spend time with their kids

celadon with mina: what sleepovers are like

spinach green with kirishima: killing spiders/bugs for their s/o

black with akaashi: how they react to their s/o being murdered/committing suicide

maroon with akaashi: how they spend their last moments with their s/o

cobalt blue with kirishima: how they react to breaking a promise w/o their s/o knowing

plum with fatgum: a bad memory that makes them cry

blood red with izuku: how they react to being caught cheating: a twist

black with tsukishima: how they react to their s/o being murdered or committing suicide

blood red with dabi and hawks: how they react to being caught cheating

spinach green with ukai: killing spiders/bugs for their s/o

#samanthaa-leanne #bnha x reader #mha x reader #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu!! x reader #bnha prompt list #mha prompt list #haikyuu prompt list #weather prompt #color prompt #follower event

[amazoniaonline]

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