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vex91 · 8 months

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Twice - Toy

Pairing: Twice x Female Reader (Non Idol AU)

Fandom: Twice

Requested by: Anonymous

Request: Can I request g!p twice with sub poly reader

Summary: After being kicked out of your house by your landlord, your sister asks her friends to let you stay with them at their dorm. What you didn't expected was becoming their sex toy as a payment for staying.

Warning(s): Smut, 18+ content, G!P Twice, Degradation, Y/N basically sleeping with every Twice member

A/N: I hope that it came out alright and to your liking. Thanks for requesting <3

3rd's POV

"Yeah, they said that it's fine for you to stay there until you find another place for yourself, Nayeon assured me about it hundreds times already"

Your sister's words resonated throughout your head as you stood in front of the big building. The paper with an address on it in your hand as you looked between it and the building nervously, confirming that you were indeed at the right place. Your sister assured you that her friends were fine with you staying for a while so you shouldn't be so nervous right? But on the other hand you've never met them so it's okay for you to be nervous, especially since you are going to be living with them for some time.

Sighing you knocked on the door waiting for a reply, on the other side you could hear multiple different whispers and the sound of footsteps coming up. Suddenly the door swung open and to your eyes came a woman that you recognize from the picture of her and your sister. Jihyo was her name if you remembered correctly "Hi, you must be Y/N right? Come in" She smiled at you as she took a step aside to let you in. You walked in with your luggage as you looked around the living room.

In front of you stood eight other women, all of them just as gorgeous as the one who let you in. You smiled awkwardly at them, feeling even more nervous because of all these eyes on you. You weren't expecting to be living with nine other people, you thought it's going to be three or four maybe. As if sensing your nerves, Jihyo stepped in "Okay guys come on, you'll only make her nervous with all this staring. Now my name is Jihyo, and this is Nayeon, Jeongyeon, Momo, Sana, Mina, Dahyun, Chaeyoung and Tzuyu" Jihyo introduced each of the girls before looking back at you "You're the same age as our Tzuyu right? Then you will be sharing a room with her" Tzuyu came up to you to help you carry your stuff to her room.

"Such a shame, I would love to share a room with her" Jeongyeon slapped Sana's shoulder after she said that as you only blushed. Her eyes only made the comment even more suggestive. You quickly followed Tzuyu upstairs, still feeling their eyes following your every move. You tried brushing it off since you were someone they didn't knew yet but still, something in their eyes told you that they were up to some no good. Still they were your sister's friends so you had to trust her that she wouldn't put you in the house full of psychos.

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"Ah fuck-" You cursed as Sana's cock pumped in and out of you. You gripped the table as she pushed you more and more into it with her every thrust. You weren't sure how you found yourself in this situation, a few minutes ago you were making a food for yourself when Sana came in and now you were pressed against the table with Sana's cock filling you up from behind you. You knew that you shouldn't do it with a girl you knew only 2 weeks but it felt too good and you didn't wanted her to stop.

"Does it turn you on? The thought of anyone coming in and seeing you being a whore for my cock?" She punctuated each word with deep thrusts causing you to come with a scream that was muffled by her hand. She continuing pumping in and out of you until she came deep inside you. Just then Dahyun came to the kitchen, seeing you two in such a position caused her own dick to harden. You gulped nervously while Sana only smirked "Oh such a good timing, want to join?" Honestly Dahyun didn't had to be told twice, her pants were already on the floor when Sana finished her question.

Sana pulled out of you and switched places with Dahyun who spitted on her cock to lubricate it before pushing it in you. You were still sensitive from Sana's one so you whined at the feeling. Still your hips pushed themselves more into her with every thrust. As Dahyun continued fucking you, you looked to the side to see Sana jerking herself off while watching you two. The smirk still on her face when she looked at how fucked out and desperate you were. She walked back to you and put her dick near your lips "Come on, I know you want it" She pushed her whole length in your mouth, grunting at how warm your mouth was.

They continue fucking you like this, Dahyun thrusting in your pussy and Sana in your mouth until they filled you full of their cum. They looked at the work they did with smiles before they left you there, all fucked out and tired.

Of course Sana couldn't keep her mouth shut for long and the news about what happened between you, her and Dahyun reached Jeongyeon, Chaeyoung and Mina. Of course they got curious about it because who wouldn't, especially when they were very interested in you already. That's why they decided that they wanted to have some fun with you too so they called you over to Jeongyeon's room. You went there because you thought that they wanted to talk about something but instead you found yourself gagging on Jeongyeon's cock while Mina and Chaeyoung fucked your holes.

Mina was busy with your pussy while Chaeyoung pumped in and out of your ass, both weren't too keen on going slow making you lose your mind especially since at the same time Jeongyeon was using your mouth as a living fleshlight made just to get herself off. They continued fucking you like this until they came but even then they just switched positions before resuming what they've started, not caring if you were tired or not and for some weird reason you liked the roughness of it all.

It's safe to say that you've spend a good few hours in that room with them before you walked out on wobbling legs.

Momo managed to get you along with Tzuyu in the bathroom. You were taking a shower when Momo suddenly barged in, not knowing that you were in there "Oh god, I'm sorry I didn't knew you were here" She tried to apologize and look away but you could see from how hard she got that she didn't wanted to look away "It's fine but you can come in if you want to" Honestly you would be lying if you said that you didn't wanted Momo to took you right there and then so how could you just let her leave after getting her hard?

To help her, you let her fuck you however she wanted so she decided to fuck you hard against the wall. Her dick thrusted deep inside you as she held you up and against the wall. Truthfully the fact that she showed how strong she was only made you more turned on for her. She continued pumping in and out of you and soon the door opened and Tzuyu walked in, freezing when she saw what was happening. Momo being too busy fucking you, didn't noticed her until she finally came in you.

When she finally noticed the youngest of them standing there, she smiled "Come here Tzuyu" Doing as she was told Tzuyu walked over slowly. Momo put you down and went behind you, letting Tzuyu take the front. Tzuyu looked at you for an approval and after getting it, she pushed herself into you, moaning at the feeling of your walls clenching around her. Just as she was slowly fucking you, Momo entered your ass from behind and held you up a little to give herself and Tzuyu better angle to thrust.

And just like before they continued fucking you until they tired you out but instead of leaving you, they helped you get cleaned up before helping you to bed.

Of course after hearing about all of this Nayeon couldn't just let herself be the one who hasn't fucked you yet so she called you over to her room. After talking with you for a bit she started getting very touchy with you before she straightforwardly said that she wanted to fuck you, so she did. She pushed you into the bed as she fucked you against it, your moans muffled by the bed and back all covered in marks made by her.

"You like it huh? You like being our little sex toy? Honestly if you continue paying us like this then you can stay here forever, you would like that huh?" You could only wordlessly nod, the feeling of her cock hitting all the right spots deep inside you made you unable to make any coherent sentence. Your wall clenched around her as you reached your climax and came right along with her. Her warm cum filled you to the brim as you moaned at the feeling.

Before you could say anything Nayeon started moving her hips again, planning to breed you multiple times.

Lastly Jihyo, your sister best friend. Of course she also wasn't able to resist you and had to have you to herself alone in her room. She had you pinned against her bed as her cock moved inside you slowly, she made sure to savor the moment before she went crazy "Your sister would kill me if she found out about this" Her hips started moving faster at the thought of your sister finding out about her friends constantly fucking her precious little sister. Jihyo knew that she won't be happy but your pussy just felt too good.

"She told me to take good care of you so that's what I'm doing right?" She thrusted inside you faster and faster as you nodded at her words "F-Fuck yesss, sooo good fuc-" You managed to get out and Jihyo smiled. She sucked on your boobs as her moves started becoming more and more unsteady and soon she was cumming inside you. Still her hips couldn't stop moving and she continued this whole thing not caring if your sister was going to find out or not.

It was your decision to let yourself be their toy and you were okay with letting them use you like this since they let you live with them. Plus you liked the feeling of being used like this by them.

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nanawritesit · 8 months

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Twice Headcanons: How They Act When They’re Jealous!

Nayeon:

on the outside, she’s completely calm. she gives off such calculated control, you’d never even know she was jealous

however on the inside, she’s having a complete downward spiral

her jealousy just validates the insecurities she already has; that she’s not pretty enough, not smart enough, not cool enough… not good enough for you.

she’ll start overanalyzing everything about her personality until she’s drowning in her own self criticism

all of this introspection makes her grow distant, which is your ONLY sign that something is wrong

the only thing that will snap her out of this is if you sit her down to her and explain in vivid detail how much you love everything about her, and how no one could ever replace her 💞

Jeongyeon:

scarily quiet

doesn’t like feeling threatened, so she gets insecure whenever someone seems to be making you happier than her

will start digging for dirt on whoever seems to be interested in you, doing a full background check

“hey Y/N, did you know they flunked out of college? no? oh, i just heard that through the grape vine.”

gives you a cold glare every time you mention their name

will protectively place a hand on your lower back the whole time you’re out with them

it’s not that she doesn’t trust you, it’s them she doesn’t trust.

if she gets pushed hard enough, she won’t hesitate to call them out on it in front of everyone

“why don’t you find your own girlfriend/boyfriend/ partner instead of chasing after mine? it’s honestly really pathetic.”

Momo:

the opposite of jeongyeon, she’s loud and fiery about her jealousy

not afraid to make a scene whatsoever

it’s kind of hot honestly

won’t hesitate to publicly humiliate someone for coming onto you

“Oh, you thought they were interested in you? That’s cute. Why would they want you when they already have me?”

would get violent if anyone put their hands on you

“get your filthy hands off of them before i break every bone in them.”

will kiss you in public if it makes people stop staring at you, and will smirk at them from across the room afterwards to rub it in their face that she’s the one who gets to kiss you

you would never even think of trying to make her jealous, she would be far too terrifying 😭

Sana:

her? jealous? no, never. jealousy is barbaric and petty, something totally beneath her!

at least… that’s what she tells you

if it’s just some average person, she wouldn’t care and just brush it off

but if it’s someone she perceives as more successful than her, she’ll start getting insecure

she doesn’t like competition, so if someone manages to shake her, she turns a little sour 😙

very passive aggressive

“why don’t you go hang out with them, since you two are so close?”

however, she’s adorable when she’s jealous, and has the cutest little pout… you can’t stop yourself from grabbing her face and kissing her, which 9 times out of 10 makes her feel better

Jihyo:

she doesn’t get jealous very often, she trusts you a lot and knows you wouldn’t run off with someone else just because they showed interest in you

she doesn’t see other people in your life as competition, she’s secure in the fact that she’s the one you chose as your partner

she would pretty much only get upset if she felt that you were blatantly disrespecting your relationship by shamelessly flirting with others

she doesn’t like to be controlling, but there are times when she’ll tell you not to associate with certain people anymore because of how they don’t honor your relationship. it’s not an ultimatum, more of a test to see how much you really care about her

but that’s only in the worst case scenario. most of the time she’s very open about her feelings. she’s not afraid to be vulnerable with you :)

Dahyun:

she doesn’t get jealous too often, but when she does, it can be intense

she doesn’t like coming off as insecure so she tends to keep it to herself

if it starts getting to her, she might start mirroring your actions

you start hanging out with your friends more than her? she can do that too. you have friends of your preferred romantic gender? she has some of those too

it will either go two ways: one, you’ll feel hurt and realize how you’ve been making her feel, and then the behavior will stop on both ends

or two, you’re perfectly fine with what she’s doing, and she realizes her jealousy was silly and lets it go

after this, she would FINALLY feel secure enough to have a talk with you about spending more time together 😑

Mina:

turns into a completely different person

she’s highly competitive, and will immediately double down and turn their little game into a death match

if you don’t seem interested in the other person, she’ll go to extreme lengths to secure your love by making extravagant public displays of affection

that person needs to know that she loves you more than they ever could

however, if you decided to play with her heart and act interested in this person? you’ll surely regret it

she has a ph.d in revenge, and will make you 10x more jealous than you made her 💋

she hates feeling replaced or forgotten, so if you start making her feel that way, she’ll immediately try and flip it back on you before it sinks in.

Chaeyoung:

she’s highly possessive in her relationships. you belong to her, and she belongs to you. that’s the agreement you both made when you made things exclusive

and she’s not likely to stay with someone who doesn’t honor that commitment, so if you think she’ll tolerate you flirting around and playing the field, she won’t 😬

however if you’re not actively trying to make her jealous, she’s way more calm in how she handles things

she won’t lash out on you, but rather explain to you that it bothers her how this person looks at you/ talks to you. that way, if you continue to let it happen, she can’t say she didn’t set clear boundaries with you 😗

Tzuyu:

probably the least jealous member tbh

has a mindset of “if they want to, they will.”

i.e, if you want to cheat on her, you will. then she’ll leave you and move on with her life 💁🏼‍♀️

but obviously you don’t want to, because HELLO you’re dating chou tzuyu???

for real though, she’s super confident in herself, so she doesn’t get threatened easily

if you ever did manage to make her jealous, she’d probably just tell you straight out

and you’d apologize profusely because you’re WHIPPED for this woman as you should be

#girl group imagines #girl group fanfic #girl group scenarios #girl group x reader #twice scenarios #twice fanfic #twice reactions #twice headcanons #twice imagines #nayeon imagines #jeongyeon x reader #momo scenarios #sana x reader #jihyo x reader #dahyun x reader #mina imagines #chaeyoung x reader #tzuyu x reader #twice x reader

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zaceial · 19 days

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Todoroki Shoto as a partner HCs

Pairing; Todoroki Shoto x gn!reader

Tags; fluff, sfw, hurt/comfort if you squint

Content warning: I headcanon todoroki as autistic/neurodivergent, so there might be some references here and there + mineta being weird but that only lasts like one line

No use of y/n

Contains: Early stages, Affections, Who would know, PDA, His thoughts of the future

Requests open!

Early stages:

As a partner, during the early stages he'd be very nervous to make the first moves, because he isnt sure yet what you'd like or if you're comfortable with some things.

Would love it if you made the first move though

Like holding hands underneath the cafeteria tables, patting his hair as a 'good job!' after training or just slinging your arm around him

He loves it when you do any physical affection

Poor boy's touch starved, he'll take whatever he can get

Would love parallel play, something about just the two of you, sitting in peace and doing your own things

Its nice and quiet, he isn't overwhelmed and there isn't any preassure to do anything, just the both of you in each other's company

Gives you lots of small gifts, like keychains or fancy bookmarks, anything that suits your taste

One time he even got you a small little plushie and placed it on your desk with no explanation whatsoever

Cuddling comes awkward to him at first, but he comes around after a while

By a while I mean MONTHS

He's just not used to it, hugging is already awkward for him, so its hard for him to just lay in your arms for a long period of time

What does he do? Is there a correct way to cuddle? Should he be doing something? Where does he lay his head?

Would definitely search up 'cuddle poses' online

But he just gets even more confused and goes down a deep rabbit hole about cuddling

Affections/comfort:

When he does come around, that's the way he recharges at the end of the day

After a long day of work and socialising he just wants some peace, quiet and some cuddles from his partner

Would just walk in wherever you were, lie down on top of your torso and just stay there, eyes closed and breathing slowed as he calms down

Would rather be the one being held , adores it when you rub circles into his back to soothe him

Would just randomly lay his head on your shoulder whenever he's tired but can't properly sit down and rest during training

And then at this point, he's more comfortable with initiating stuff

He doesn't know what to do if you're ever in a situation that requires comfort

The boy's a bit dense, okay? He saw Momo crying and asked if she was feeling nauseous, then immediately told her there's a preassure point somewhere to relieve it

Offers you his favourite food or any sort of advice because those things are what usually helps him feel better

Would ask you whats wrong, and try his best to fix the problem instead of reassuring you since he's not really good with comforting people

"Whats wrong?" He asks upon entering the room and seeing you sitting down somewhere, eyes puffy and a frustrated look on your face.

"I'm just really overwhelmed, Shoto, all this work is putting stress on me.." You say, wiping your eyes even though the tears stopped a long time ago.

There was a moment of silence, Shoto stands in front of you, hands awkwardly raised up to his sides unsure of what to do.

"Are you hungry?" He asked, and you just look at him confused.

"I have leftover soba.."

You smile at him, standing up and making your way to the kitchen. He sits next to you and you both just share the plate in silence before he speaks again.

"If you're stressed next time, you can just tell me. I'll help you."

"I have notes for our classes to help you simplify everything. It is essential that a person rests appropriately and avoid overworking themselves." He says, and you can't help but smile, chuckling a little at how punctual he is.

Who would know?:

Isn't one to loudly declare he's in a relationship, in fact people didn't know until it slipped one day.

"Shoto, do you want to go out today?" You ask him whilst passing by the common room of the dorms, he was talking- well, engaging in a one sided conversation with some of your classmates.

"Woah, first name basis huh? You two must be close then Todoroki-kun"

"Well yeah, they're my partner."

"YOUR WHAT?!"

Everyone would bombared you guys with questions after that

Shoto just answers it shortly, keeping it simple

"When did you guys start dating?"

"Three months ago."

"A few months ago?! And you didn't tell us?? Man, i thought we were friends, Todoroki.."

"I hope this doesn't cause you both to slack off during exercises, your education is still important!"

"Wow Todoroki, have you guys done it yet?? Must be nice having a partner~"

Mineta immediately got kicked by you after that

Shoto's indifferent to making your relationship public, if you wanted to or don't want to, he's fine with anything

Would prefer the relationship to only be known to people he actually knew instead of like announcing it to everyone

Example: his class, friends, your family.

Although sometimes he might let it slip because he thinks about you alot in between classes

It would take time for him to talk about his relationship to his family, especially Endevour

Fuyumi would be you guys' #1 supporter and the first one to find out

Natsuo's a little more distant to shoto than Fuyumi is, so he'd be third to find out, right after his mother

Endevour would only be told after like 6 months of dating

Who knows, maybe Shoto would be spiteful enough to not even tell him for years

Public Display of Affection:

Shoto will hold your hands under tables or stay close to you by your side and hold hands if no one's paying attention.

Doesn't like PDA as much, at most he'll hold your hands and lay his head on your shoulder when you're out in public

He just doesn't like showing that very new and vulnerable side of him being affectionate to the world

Plus, it brings his guard down because he's fully relaxed if he's affectionate with you

Thoughts of the future:

Todoroki's the type of person to just slow down and be in the moment with you but then blurt about a highly detailed future with you out of nowhere

You would go shopping and you'd spot him eyeing a plant in a store

When you ask what he's thinking about, he with a straight face say:

"You said you like these. If we get one when we move in together, do you think the two cats we'll have will be disturbing these or would it be fine considering ragdoll cats are mostly known for their relaxed nature? "

"Shoto we haven't even graduated yet!"

If you're a hero too, he trusts you fully to take care of yourself during missions or any villain attacks

Would interfere if he has to, if anything were to happen to you during missions he'd be heartbroken

Going down a spiral of the things he could've done to protect you, to make sure you were safe

He also wouldn't hold back during any training just because your his partner, he believes you both need to grow strong together to become heroes

If you weren't a hero, he'd try his best to protect you if you were ever caught up in his hero nonsense

Totally supports any career you wanted to take up, claiming that he'll be the one to take care of everything financially

I mean, better use Endevour's card for SOMETHING

Wants at least one cat in the house, ragdolls specifically

Kids are not something he has in mind, especially considering he'd like to focus on you and his career

He also doesn't want to end up like his dad

Would consider children if you both are stable in your lives and careers

And if you don't want kids, he's fine with that too

The house would be remodeled into those old Japanese ones like his dorm room, if you didn't like it he'd have at least his work office that way

#todoroki x male reader #shouto todoroki #my hero academia #todoroki x reader #no use of y/n #boku no hero academia #bnha fanfiction #todoroki headcanons #gender neutral reader #fluff #relationship headcanons #shoto todoroki #autistic todoroki #neurodivergent todoroki

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uravitypng · 2 months

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𝐈 𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐊 𝐓𝐎𝐎 𝐌𝐔𝐂𝐇: 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑

pairing: denki kaminari x reader, (hanta sero x reader)

word count: 4.9k

content warnings/things in part four: one paragraph of a sex dream, drinking, petnames(babydoll & pretty girl), reader cannot be trusted keeping secrets when drunk, jealous denki(?), written with a chubby reader in mind, i think that's it for this chapter! /// minors do not interact (in later chapters there will be more smut and more explicit content!!)

a/n: this part took awhile to come out and i'm sorry about that but aaahh this chapter had me squealing at multiple parts while writing! i hope you all enjoy!

summary: it's terrible when you're in love with your best friend. it's terrible that he's in love with someone else.

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"Does that feel good?" You whimper and nod your head. His dick is so big that with every single slow, teasing, torturous thrust he's hitting that special spot that makes you see stars. Your back is arching as you try to get closer to him. He sticks two of his fingers in your mouth and you suck on his digits like they're his cock, he grins that signature grin of his and takes his fingers out, running his hand along your body making you shiver as you feel the cool metal from his rings. Afterwards taking his hand and going back up towards your neck. He's holding one hand to your throat, squeezing gently, and with the other hand he's grabbing onto one of your thick thighs tightly, he chuckles, "need words, pretty girl." Pretty girl? Where have you heard that before?

Your morning alarm wakes you up at that moment and as you wake up you can still picture that dream so vividly. Did... Did you just have a sex dream about Hanta?

That has certainly never happened to you before. You can only remember having a couple sex dreams and they were all when you were younger, you've had three in life up until this point, all about pro heroes, even now it's hard for you to look Hawks in the eye. You've never even had a sex dream about Denki in the past and you hope to god you don't. You wish you didn't have this one either. You know sex dreams don't necessarily mean anything and hopefully you'll be able to brush it off when you see him tonight. It was just a dream in the end, that's all.

It's Friday, the 30th, meaning it's Mina's birthday. Mina's house is massive, it's basically the size of a mansion, the opposite of your quaint flat. You shiver just thinking about how cold it must be in that house and if it isn't cold the heating bill must be huge to keep warm all those empty rooms.

Everybody has tried to take time off to spend the night to celebrate and no doubt get very drunk if Mina gets her way.

A few people from her agency are going to be there but she said she mainly wanted to keep it as her close friends from UA. When she told you that you felt less than thrilled about Friday knowing how close she is to Jirou, you've just seen her last month, do you and denki really have to see her again? It turns out though that Jirou is one of the people who couldn't take time off. Momo tried to get time off as well but she couldn't.

You spend your day leisurely getting ready. You shower when you wake up to try and get rid of the dream you've just had from your mind, after you decide to put a movie on while applying expensive strawberry scented moisturiser that you own for special occasions.

You leave yourself some hours to get ready in the evening. There is a few hours until you're suppose to be at Mina's and a couple hours until Denki's home. You know it's not some fundraiser or charity event and you know that there's not going to cameras or judgemental looks from anyone, you're going to be surrounded by friends but you still want to look nice so you start getting ready, giving yourself plenty of time in case your make up goes wrong if you decide to wear any or your outfit doesn't look right on you.

By the time Denki's home it's later than you expected, he was held up at work, and you're all ready to leave at this point but you stay in your room out of Denki's way knowing that he'll probably be rushing all over the place. You don't want to be in the living room if he comes out half dressed, not after your less than innocent dreams last night. You scroll on your phone aimlessly until you hear a knock on your door, "you in here 'doll?" Denki calls out.

"Yeah, just a minute," you reply back and grab your bag, opening the door. You and Denki unknowingly coordinated, black clothes and a leather jacket, combat boots and matching friendship bracelets that you made out of string when you where children that you both still wear to this day, the friendship bracelets colours influencing your future hero costume colours. You leave the house on time, knowing that if you get there late Mina will complain.

When you ring the doorbell Mina hugs you immediately, "oh my god, babe, you look so good, you're the best, let's get you a drink." You chuckle over the fact she completely ignored Denki. She's already tipsy and it's only seven thirty. She drags you both inside and kicks the door closed behind her.

Ochako is already there sitting on the floor in the living room holding a cocktail in her hand. You grin knowing that you get to see drunk Ochako. 'She's so fun when she's drunk.' You didn't know you spoke out loud until Denki responded back, "you're fun drunk too but that's mainly because you're loose-lipped when you've had a few."

"Hey! I take offence to that y'know and I don't even know what you're talking about." You sit down next to Ochako and Denki sits on the sofa.

"Hi guys," Ochako says smiling at you both. "What are you taking offence too?" She asks curiously.

"How when she's drunk she's loose-lipped," he says back to Ochako while laughing causing her to laugh too.

Mina comes backs to you three, overhearing the conversation, with some drinks in her hand for you and Denki to take, plus another one in her hand for herself.

"Denki is right though. You're not very good at keeping things to yourself when you're drunk. Remember when you admitted that you thought Aizawa sensei was attractive?" Mina says, cackling at your dismay.

"Please let's never talk about that again." You bury your head in your hands, they all laugh.

With the coaxing of the others you end up having a drink, beforehand getting Denki to promise to not let you get too drunk. You make idle chat while nursing your second drink by the time you hear the doorbell ring. Mina gets up to open the door and in walks Katsuki and Toru. You all perk up seeing the two together, you knew Hagakure was coming but you never guessed she'd turn up with Katsuki.

Katsuki turns to you all, scowling, already having his arms crossed, knowing exactly what you're all going to say. "We met each other at the door dumbasses," he explains ahead of time before you even get the chance to question him.

Toru comes up to you and starts talking animatedly. Her energy is so contagious it's impossible not to match her energy as you say hello and ask each other about your day. You don't notice that Denki smiles as he watches you catch up and look so enthusiastic talking to everyone. Soon everyone is sitting around, all settled and talking when some people from Mina's agency come in. Not that long after that Hanta and Eijirou arrive last.

Hanta comes around the sofa to the floor right where you're sitting and sits in between you and Ochako. "Hey ladies, what are you drinking on this fine evening?" He asks peering into your glasses. You and Ochako reply and Hanta grins, "oh what a treat, we get to witness you both drunk tonight."

Denki takes note that straight away Hanta came to you and his knee jerk reaction is that he doesn't like that one bit. Mizuki, one of the people from Mina's agency swoops in and comes into the living room looking for a seat. "You can have my spot if you want. I don't mind sitting on the floor," he responds having his own private short interaction, using it as an excuse to join you on the floor.

"I know right Sero! I can't wait until they get really drunk and they both start spilling all their secrets," Mina says eagerly.

"I don't do that." you defend yourself once again, this time Uraraka nods her head agreeing with you as now she's been lumped in with you.

Hanta grins mischievously after seeing you get defensive at the statement, "I don't know about that remember that time when you told us about how you thought a certain pro hero and old teacher of ours was attractive," he teases you. You tell him to shut up but he carries on, "and didn't you once also admit that you kissed Monoma prior to graduating and then there was that time you-"

You cut him off, "you're all the worse," you groan, "and that was a moment of weakness," you add on referring to your kiss with Monoma. You don't know what he was going to say if you didn't stop him from speaking more and you don't want to.

Laughs fill the room at your mistakes and misery. "You might have to fill us in on some of that guys," someone from Mina's agency announces and Kiri starts filling them in on any of the missed context.

"Sayaka isn't there this perfect girl who just started at the office who would be just right for Sero?" Mina sits up to momentarily kneel leaning towards her, giddy, before sitting back down down.

"That new secretary? She is very cute. I don't know about perfect but I think they'd be good together," Sayaka responds and it's clear that she's the more rational one out of the two.

Hanta stretches out, "what's she like?" He inquires and you vaguely pay attention to what he says and the way his top somewhat lifts up as he stretches but still converse separately with Katsuki about the new issue of a manga that you both are a fan of.

Mina tells him about her hobbies and her appearance. She's thin, with sleek black hair and bright vibrant green eyes. She likes baking, singing, going to the gym and going on walks and hikes, when Mina's explaining all this it sounds like it's been ripped off a dating profile. Following Mina's description you then heard Sero say, "she might just be the one Ashido."

If you were paying full attention to them you would of noticed his kidding tone but you didn't. You whip your head around in shock, "what?"

Hanta's signature grin get's impossibly wider, "I'm only joking but I'm curious why you're so invested." He rests his chin on his palm, smiling toothily.

Denki downs the rest of his drink.

"It's not like I'm interested Hanta. I'm just surprised that you were talking about settling down." Maybe he does want to settle down, you suddenly remember that you'd forgotten to ask Kiri if he knew if Hanta wanted a relationship or not.

"I'm surprised too if I'm honest Sero. I thought you'd be that playboy type forever." Kirishima agrees with your opinion.

"Really?" Hanta looks perplexed. "I go on dates all the time."

"I never thought they were serious. I just assumed that Mina convinced you to go on them," Kirishima explained.

"Mina does convince me but that doesn't mean I don't want a girlfriend."

"I never knew that," Uraraka comments.

"I've got many layers," he responds playfully.

"Like an onion," Denki adds on making you snort and push his shoulder.

"Does that mean I can give her your number?"

"Yeah, if you want. She doesn't seem like my type at all though Mina but you never know."

"Ugh what is your type then?" Mina complains.

Hanta chuckles as replies, "not her."

Hanta flicks his eyes over to you and grins as you catch his eyes you grin back. "I expect another date story Hanta."

He leans close to you and hums tipsily, "of course pretty girl," before leaning back to his original position. Your face flushes fleetingly as you hear the petname he has said to you twice now, three times if you're counting your dream.

Denki shuffles towards you and holds up his drink, taking your attention off what Hanta just called you. You look at him questioningly. "Try it, it's nice. It's some drink that Yaoyorozu brought back from when she went abroad. I think you'll like it," he beams at you and you feel your face heat up at the proximity, you're definitely tiptoeing on the line of drunk now. You doubt you'll like whatever's in the cup, you and Denki have drastically different tastes when it comes to alcohol. Either way though you take the straw and take a sip pleasantly surprised that you like it. Denki lights up even more as he watches your reaction. "See, I knew you'd like it. It's not really my thing, I think it's alright but I knew you'd enjoy it. You should trust me more."

"I always trust you Denks," you take another sip from his drink.

His eyes soften and his voice sounds more sincere and less humorous than before, you're too busy toeing the line to notice his sincerity, "yeah you do, don't you." He softly smiles at you and offers you the rest of his drink.

A little later on in the night most of you are completely drunk, Katsuki, Sayaka and Yukio are the only completely sober ones out of the group. Even Hanta is still buzzed which is uncommon as he's got a fairly high tolerance for alcohol.

"I heard through the grape vine that you hooked up with Tsu," Mina asks Uraraka with a mischievous glint in her eye. That is complete news to you, the last you knew is that Ochako was still hung up on Midoriya, forever waiting for him to make a move.

Uraraka hums while smirking, "a girl doesn't kiss and tell."

"Boooo!" Mina responds and you giggle.

Toru speaks up trying to get more information out of her. "What about the last person you had any kind of sexual moment with?"

"Sexual moment?" Sero snickers.

"I'm trying to be broad here Sero, I'll start, mine was kissing Ojiro." Hagakure states.

"That's not very shocking he's your ex," Mina deadpans.

Toru hushes her and starts speaking again, "do you want to know about Tsu or not?"

"I'll tell you mine as well if you tell us," Mina promises.

"I'll tell you if you all say it."

"No way," you speak up after listening into the conversation but putting in no input. 'Sexual moment?' Would that include what happened to you last night and if it did it is rotten luck. You don't want to admit that you thought about Hanta last night but you know that you've drunk a fair amount tonight and it's plausible that if someone goads you on the matter you would let it slip.

You get up from where you were sitting and wobble while trying to stand up straight, you fetch another drink from the side and plop back down to where you were sitting. Hanta grins while watching you sway. "You alright there?" He says with a teasing tone.

"Shut up," you say, slightly slurring your words.

Hanta looks back at everyone else after looking at you and grinning for a couple beats, "I'll tell you Uraraka. I don't know what counts as a 'sexual moment'," he puts sexual moment in quotation marks and gleefully continues the sentence like previously said and says, "but I had a one night stand about a month ago." Ochako excitedly questions who it was while stumbling over the sentence drunkenly. "Someone from a nightclub."

"Boring," Ochako elongates the 'o'.

"You tell us if it was Tsu then."

"Not telling," Ochako replies cheekily.

"Boring," you copy what she previously said, laughing because of that though her attention switched over to you.

You thought you were able to leave unharmed by her questioning by getting a drink and Sero answering but apparently not, "what about you?"

You play dumb, in hindsight it wasn't the best idea you've ever had but you had three shots at this point, you had drunk whatever denki had given you and you were currently on your fourth usual drink. "About what?"

"You know what."

"I really don't."

"Sexual moment." Ochako replies. This causes Hanta to chuckle again.

There's no way out of it this time. "Oohh, that... I'm not telling." You respond and stick your tongue out.

Ochako doesn't approve of your answer, she keeps asking you and you're too intoxicated to realise that she's being hypocritical.

Because of her constant demanding that you tell her people who previously weren't apart of the conversation look over to you wondering what was happening. Out of panic you quickly mumble, "I had a sex dream last night."

"Who was it about?" Mina and Denki respond at the same time. Mina was practically bouncing with joy wanting to know who it was but Denki's tone was different, his was curious and cautious.

'No one important, it doesn't matter. I answered your question about my last sexual moment.' You thought you answered them out loud when you said that but it seems that instead your mouth said something wildly different to what your brain wanted to say. "Someone here," your eyes widen and you slap your hands over your mouth.

"Oh, really?" Sero smirks at you.

You down your drink and avert your eyes from everyone. "What about you then, huh, Sero?"

Sero laughs, "I've already told everyone."

You pause for a second, furrowing your eyebrows, "oh yeah." Everyone laughs at your expanse and you pout. Your response has piqued everyone's interest. Picking up your drink and going to take a sip of it you remember that you finished it in one go, you look back at Denki and take his drink out of his hand. "I'm in serious need of this Denks." You're unaware of this but he is in serious need of that drink too, he lets you have it of course but his brain is going at a hundred miles per hour. You had a sex dream and it was someone here. He's here... he's not the only one who's here though. His palms are sweaty and he tries to wipe his hands on his jeans inconspicuously as he see's how close you're sitting to Sero. Sero's here too.

"Come on," Uraraka whines. "You've got to tell us!"

"I really don't Ochako." you say flatly.

"If you tell us I'll tell you."

"It could of been about any of you, you're all attractive. Is that an efficient answer?"

"You think I'm hot?" Mina says gleefully.

You groan and lay down on the floor. "You're all terrible people."

"Kaminari! What about you?" Even though she's invisible, Toru is practically gleaming as she gazes at him.

"Yeah, come on. You're just as much of a playboy as Sero, always flirting," Ochako presses.

"Hey! I don't do that anymore. Sero is way more of a playboy than me. I don't even know what my last sexual moment was, it was so long ago."

Hanta smirks against the rim of his glass before drawing it away from his lips, "I don't believe that for a second if it was 'so long ago' you'd remember what it was."

Denki yields, "I guess mine was also a sex dream, I get them sometimes."

"'Sometimes' huh?" Hanta smirks.

Denki's cheeks become tinted red and the tops of his ears are the same as he sheepishly rubs the back of his neck. You can't help but think how cute he is when he's all red. Your inebriated brain is trying not to think too much about who those dreams might be about because if you did find out it would be hard to swallow no matter who they're about, even if you know he has no control over the dreams and they don't explicitly mean anything, just like yours didn't.

Your inebriated state can only do so much though as while you try not to think about who they are about you picture yourself in their place. You blink a few times briskly in an attempt to not remind yourself how Denki looks when he's shirtless around the house or at the beach or when he's just come out of the shower, water dripping down his chest, lean body that you've gazed at more times than you'd like to admit and his happy trail that matches the colour of his hair. Faint freckles that dust his shoulders and surprisingly built upper arms. You've never seen the rest of his body though, you wonder what- you shake your head rapidly to try and stop thinking about him, this time more successful than the excessive blinking.

You opt to save Denki from any more further teasing from Hanta, even if your decision was mostly a selfish one to take your mind of his answer. "What about you Kiri?"

He makes a sound of confusion, "huh?"

"What was the last time you did something sexual with someone?"

"A sexual moment," Hanta adds on with an easygoing smirk, subsequently making you laugh.

Kirishima responds by telling you all it was his ex-girlfriend. You're not particularly stunned by this but others are even if they broke up close to a year ago. Kiri has never liked the idea of flings or sex without feelings, he's always labelled himself as a romantic.

Bakugou vehemently refuses to answer the question when directed at him.

Later into the night you and Yukio are discussing the last gala, both of you attended but neither of you saw each other. Yukio was only drinking water tonight and because of that he was still more put together than others, including yourself, whose outfits were all askew by now and hair in disarray. Yukio has a very comforting presence with his warm smile and snow white hair. His slate gray eyes making him look half a decade older than he really is due to all the stress of hero work. Maybe that's one of the reasons why he notices the same things you do, perhaps you're both equally overworked and need a break.

"There was rather a lot of photographers that night, wasn't there? More than normal I thought, it was fairly odd." You nod your head in agreement, you thought the same thing. Maybe you should both take some time off at your respective agencies. "Hopefully they caught my good side though," he jokes and you share the same sentiment, only this time it's genuine and not a joke like him. You'd hate if they took bad angle photos that showcase your insecurities. Your body self esteem has been decent of late, you don't want some paparazzi to make it lousy.

After more alcohol and even more gossiping and chatting somehow you get dragged into doing karaoke, singing duets with Kirishima and Hagakure at the top of your lungs. They're better singers than they let on, you on the other hand not so much. At the best of times it's not your forte but when you're slurring your words the skill set difference becomes even more noticeable.

"Has anyone told you that you look beautiful tonight?" Sero grins at you, always the flatterer. Mina was the only one to mention your outfit and your appearance. After spending so long on it it's wonderful hearing someone else compliment you and also say you look good.

"Not as beautiful as you fine gentleman," you say play along, laughing. Hanta does look good, just like everyone else, wearing a grey button up with jeans and an orange and silver chain link drop earring, really tying in the whole casual alternative look that he normally has outside of his hero persona.

"Thank you I try my best," he teases you. You lean on his shoulder and snicker calling him a dumbass. "Careful there you're starting to sound like Bakugou."

"Oh goodness anything but that!" You joke.

Katsuki and Toru are standing pretty close together and you wonder if it was truly a coincidence that they came to the door together. Coincidentally your intoxicated brain ignores the fact that Kirishima is standing even closer to Bakugou on his other side.

You don't know what they're talking about but you caught a couple words 'group, beach' however you may have misheard because it also sounded like 'grope, bitch.' You believe it's likely the first set of words you heard because you highly doubt they'd say the other words, unless they were quoting something someone said, like Mineta.

No one's doing karaoke anymore but music is still playing in the background, not too loud to not have conversations but loud enough that you can still dance and sing to the songs. "Denkiiii, dance with me!" You grab Denki's wrist and try and pull him up with you so you can dance.

Denki chuckles and doesn't move, "you'll fall over if you dance babydoll."

"That's not true!"

"Yes it is."

"Well that's more of a reason for you to dance with me so you'll catch me," you giggle trying to pull him up again, unsuccessfully.

Instead of letting you pull him up, he pulls you down making you shriek. You land right next to him so close your foreheads almost bash into one another and he laces your fingers with his while you were falling down. "Meanie," you pull a face. Unlinking your fingers from his, you wrap your arms around his neck and whine trying to convince him against the crook of his neck, "come on! Dance with me." You try and pull him up again while still holding onto him but from where you're sitting the only thing you manage to do is to get Denki to wrap his arms around you. You're currently still draping your arms around him and he's wrapped his arms around your plush waist tightly like he's afraid to let you go.

You stay like this for some time, holding each other, you can't tell if the hug lasted for five seconds or five minutes. When he separates from you he makes sure you've also separated from him so he can look at you properly and make eye contact. Denki smiles at you fondly, "promise you'll try not to bump into anything or fall over? I've been drinking as much alcohol as you, I might not be able to catch you. We might just end up falling down together."

"Sounds perfect," you reply happily pulling him up by linking your hands again, this time he lets you pull him up and you successfully and safely dance together, without falling over, until you're out of breath, him spinning you around and the both of you dancing up and down.

When it gets even later in the night you're getting more and more drunk and because of that you are in fact becoming more talkative and more likely to blab about your secrets and feelings like everyone said. You should leave soon before you spill anything but you're talking to Ochako and tell her that you thought she still liked Midoriya.

"I'm just stunned that's all. I didn't realise you were into Tsu." You grab hold of her hands and slightly shake them up and down, leaning close to her so she can hear you over the music. "I'm so pleased. I thought you'd like Deku forever," you whine at her and pout. "You're the best. I love you, you know, and you deserve better than to wait years for Midoriya to confess."

Ochako giggles and shakes your hands up and down with you. "I know," she whines back. "Deku's great and all but I'm so glad I've got Tsu now."

"So you and Tsu really are a thing?" You gasp. Ochako beams at you and nods her head. You squeal in giddiness.

"If we're here telling secrets you've got to tell me about Kaminari. It's pretty obvious that you're dating but I still want to hear you say it," she tells you. "I don't want you to ask me to be your bridesmaid before you even let me know you're together."

"What are you jabbering about?" You grumble starting to fiddle with your fingers bashfully.

"Come on, it's not fair if you don't tell me otherwise. I don't know why you were acting so elusive earlier about the sex dream you had, it was clearly about Kaminari."

Your face heats up at the implications and drunken images flash through your mind about Denki in bed for the second time tonight. Is it that obvious about your true feelings? "I swear there's nothing going on. He's my best friend. That's all."

"I don't believe that." Uraraka crosses her arms and looks at you.

"I'm telling the truth, Denki's been into Jirou since UA and my dream last night wasn't even about him."

A smirk appears on her face at this new founded information and the unfamiliar tone you used that she didn't recognise as you spilled. "ooh, who was it about then?"

"This might be the worst drunken experience of my life," you mumble.

Ochako laughs, "I'll get you to tell me one day. I'll get you to tell me everything."

"I'll never tell," you respond adamantly.

You turn your head to look at Hanta, Denki, and Eijirou who are all engaged in conversation. A gentle smile appears on your face.

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ddollfface · 1 month

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Can I please request a Yandere Hanayama Kaoru head canon?

𝐀 𝐒𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐃𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦

𝙆𝙖𝙤𝙧𝙪 𝙃𝙖𝙣𝙖𝙮𝙖𝙢𝙖 𝙔𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙃𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙘𝙖𝙣𝙤𝙣

Warnings; reader is afab/described a girl, yandere behaviors, stalking, I talk a lot, lots of ramblings, probably doesn't make any sense, bad writing, more stalking, Tumblr is trying to silence me, ngl Hanayama is growing on me... If I missed anything, then please let me know ♡ Bro, I'm so sorry that this is super rushed, seeing as I hit the word limit??? I'm super confused because I barely wrote anything, but whatever. A lot of my headcanons are based around @yandere-writer-momo. Also, sorry for being offline for so long lol, kinda forgot I had Tumblr ngl :/

Okay, to start this off, I think that realistically, it'd be very, very, very hard to get Hanayama's attention. He's shown to be stoic and stone-faced, only showing respect and warmth toward specific people (Baki and Shiba included). And I think it's important to mention that the people he does respect is due to their fighting spirit and/or strength, that or they were there during his childhood (like Kizaki and his mama).

And that's just for him to show basic affection toward them, not even accounting for being loving. For you to catch his attention, I think that you'd have to be either a really strong fighter (meaning having impressive skills of some sort) or have a strong will, either one will work. (Though, a lot of the time, both go hand-in-hand).

When I say a strong will, I don't mean you get up after being punched over and over, instead, it can just be standing up for others. Similar to Katsumi, I can see Hanayama being attracted to a person who's selfless, in the sense that they're brave. Someone who's willing to push through their fear and do it, whatever it is. Now, that catches his attention.

There's a never-ending list of cowards who'll run with their tails between their legs at the sight of discomfort, willing to abandon everything just for their own gain, and Hanayama encounters these men all the time. Let's just say that it gets boring, annoying even. So when you see someone who's spitfire, ready to jump into danger for themselves or others. Now, that's impressive.

Whether or not they can actually carry through doesn't matter too much, it's the fact that they got back up, not letting their dignity lay to rest. Personally, I find that Hanayama would be far more interested in someone who's genuinely acting selfless in this way, acting from the heart.

Going more into his childhood, I think this type is rooted in Hanayma's relationship with his mother. Though I haven't read the manga, from the wiki, I've gained that he was close to his mother, loving her very much. We don't know much about her. Hell, we don't even know her name, but we do know that she was kind.

That's the only information we're given, but even from that, I can make an analysis. From this, I know that Hanayama was likely a Mama's boy, though still being trained to be a Yakuta. I don't mean Mama's boy in the traditional sense, I mean it in the way that she was his peace, his way out of the Yukuta world, his destiny. Being raised in a gangster lifestyle isn't easy, nor is it soft, so just imagine the damage that type of environment can put on a child's brain?

Horrible, huh? So I like to think that Hanayama's mama, before she passed, was far softer to him, giving him some sense of security. this is possibly why he felt such sorrow after she passed, discarding the natural pain we feel when our mama dies (seeing as there's a primal connection we have with our mama, but that doesn't matter too much at the moment).

Hanayama is a very monotone kind of guy, who, I imagine, doesn't like people with some type of alternate motive. Like, y'know how politicians or businessmen talk? Like they're hiding something from you? Yeah, Hanayama loathes those kinds of people, especially if they're trying to pursue him. I belive that he wants someone who'll keep his life steady; be his calm, if you will.

He wants someone who will be upfront, express themselves clearly, and won't keep what they're thinking from you. To him, this is a breath of fresh air. Hanayama is constantly surrounded by lackeys trying to kiss up to him, speaking with a hidden motive (which isn't really hidden in retrospect). If they're not trying to appease them, then they're quacking in their boots, ready to piss themselves.

But you're not like that, no, not at all. You're different. Hanayama can tell, you aren't some coward, instead, you're someone to respect. He can imagine you sitting next to him, all pretty as a Yakuza's wife. Yeah, he likes the sound of that. Well, the only problem is that you don't know who he is, not yet at least.

I imagine that you wouldn't know who Hanayama is, at first, seeing as he never spoke to you. He likely witnessed you acting selfless in some type of way, expressing your kindness by helping a grandma get across the street, something like that.

You didn't notice him, but he sure noticed you. At first, it wasn't anything too special. Hanayama just found you interesting, wanting to see what you'd do next, so he had one or two of his men keep a tab on you--nothing serious. It continues like that for quite a while, and Hanayama learns more and more about you. He knows that you like to sing when you cook, tapping your feet to the beat, and swaying side-to-side. It's cute, he thinks. And Hanayama feels closer to you, as if you know each other, like you're friends.

But then one of his men reports that you're not at home, not following your usual schedule. Instead, you were at some dingy cafe, drinking crappy coffee with another man, some slumbag who looked like he hadn't showered in a hot second. For some reason, which Hanayama doesn't know, he gets ticked off.

Someone as sweet, kind, and damn pretty as you shouldn't associate with someone like him, someone so gross.

He doesn't do anything, no, no yet. It'd be too brash, and too stupid. And Hanayama isn't stupid. No, Hanayama can keep himself composed, now knowing that he needs to get your attention. Afterall, he can't have you running around with other men, not when he's right here! Well... you don't know that, yet.

Few weeks pass, and you've completely forgotten the trashy date you had gone on, but Hanayama hasn't. You begin to notice new outfits appearing in your closet, clothing you certainly didn't have previously. They're far too expensive, too revealing for you to own.

You'll be confused, especially when these dresses, heels, and coats are no longer just appearing, but instead, being presented. Now, instead of being hung up or nicely folded in your closet, they're being laid out on your bed, accompanied by a pretty, black leather box with silk insides. A little note is stuck on top of the shimmering dress, causing you to gulp, looking around as a shiver racks through your body.

Who the hell is buying you a dress? (though, it looks far more like lingerie, seeing as you'd never be able to wear it out in public). You don't know, but you can't help but feel the heat rise to your cheeks as you lift the velvet cloth, feeling the lace slip through your fingers. Once you tried it on, listen, you couldn't help but feel curious, you gawked at how it fit you like a glove, hugging your curves, and accentuating your hips and bust.

It's fucking creepy, that's all you can think, but it gets worse, way worse. Throughout the weeks, you notice more and more gifts show up at your doorstep. The dresses get severely revealing, much to your discomfort. So do the notes. They get too detailed and too accurate to your day-to-day. By now, it's clear that you have a stalker, a rich one at that.

I'd have to say that this is the worst part of being with Hanayama: the courting. It's hella weird! You'll never feel alone, always having someone watching you, mostly Hanayama. He doesn't have his lackeys watching you anymore, seeing as he's far too jealous for that. He doesn't want someone as low at them to see you in such an innocent, vulnerable state. No, that's only for him to see.

Don't be surprised when he shows up at your door, your last hookup's head in hand and a bundle of roses in the other. After all, it's time for you to come home, no?

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glazedyam · 8 months

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TWICE Momo FLUFF ALPHABET

Warnings: None

WC: 1.3k

A-Activities (what do they like to do with their s/o? How do they spend their free time with them?)

She loves being active with you, so doing exercise, walking her dogs, or dancing with you are her favorite activities.

B-Beauty (what do they admire about their s/o? what do they think is beautiful about them?)

She loves your smile and your laugh. She thinks it’s the prettiest thing she’s heard.

C-Comfort (how would they help their s/o when they feel down/have a panic attack etc.?)

She’s always there for you, helping you, giving you messages, head pats, kisses, anything you ask for! If you’re having a panic attack, she knows exactly what to do (since she’s had a fair share of those in her life) and helps you through them.

D-Dreams (how do they picture the future with their s/o?)

She pictures a future where you both get married. She doesn’t necessarily want kids, but she would love to just spend the rest of her life by your side.

E-Equal (are they the dominant one in the relationship or rather passive?)

She’s the dominant one for sure. I think she manhandles you sometimes, when she just loves to have you in her arms, and she doesn’t know her own strength, so of course, she does it unintentionally.

F-Fun (what do they do for fun with their s/o? what’s their idea of a fun day out?)

Walking the dogs through the park, or having a picnic with you would be her idea of a fun day out.

G-Gratitude (how grateful are they in general? Are they aware of what their s/o is doing for them?)

Momo is extremely grateful for the things you do for her, especially when you take care of her, since she sometimes forgets to take care of herself. She smiles when she sees you cooking for her, or cleaning the house for her, she just feels so grateful to have you by her side… it’s so cute in her eyes.

H-Honesty (do they have secrets they hide from their s/o? Or do they share everything?)

I think she’s an oversharer, not that she’s aware of it, she just loves talking to you and sometimes she just shares everything, even things you’d think are mundane, she shares them with you.

I-Inspiration (did their s/o change them somehow, or the other way around? Like trying out new things or helping them overcome personal problems?)

Momo is an introvert, so if you’re an extrovert, you usually help her with her interactions with people. If you’re an introvert too, you both change each other or help each other overcome your shyness, or awkwardness, since one of you has to be the extroverted one when you’re in public, it’s often her that takes said role, since she likes seeing your shyness.

J-Jealousy (do they get jealous easily? How do they deal with it?)

Momo is not a jealous person, since she trusts you. Her job as an idol has hardened her in the jealousy aspect, since if you’re an idol too, you’d also have millions of fans dying to get your affection, so she often reminds herself that she’s your number one. Your only number one.

K-Kisses (are they a good kisser? What was the first kiss like?).

Momo kisses passionately and lovingly. She’s a good kisser since she’s had her fair share of ex-partners to practice with.

Speaking of kisses, your first kiss was… disastrous. You both were dancing and you accidentally fell on top of her, kissing her. It was rather cute seeing how you both were blushing messes afterwards, but at least you got your first kiss out of the way.

L-Love confession (how would they confess to their s/o?)

She confesses when she’s too emotional to think about it. For example, on SIXTEEN, she’d confess to you after she was eliminated, her emotions getting the better of her. She’d kiss you backstage, her tears staining your face.

—I’m sorry. —She cried. —I just- — She stammered, more tears streaming down her face.

—It’s okay, Momo. I- I love you. — You said, hugging her, putting your hand on her head, comforting her.

M-Mornings (what’s it like waking up with them? do they sleep late or wake up before the sun rises?)

She seems like those people who stay up late talking on the phone or watching movies, so she loves to stay up late doing those things with you, only to refuse to get up the next morning. I think she’s also a blanket hogger, leaving you cold at night, but she compensates it by hugging you close to her body in her sleep.

N-Nicknames (what do they call their s/o?)

She uses the typical relationship names with you, like baby, love or sweetheart. She enjoys calling you baby girl.

P-PDA (how are they with PDA? is it fun to them or are they more reserved with their affection?)

In public she holds your hand or links arms with you, but in private she’s far more rough with her affections, such as passionate kisses, or simply hugging you all the time.

Q-Quirk (some random thing they do when they’re with you for no reason in particular)

Biting you. You know when cats love you so much that they bite you? Yeah, that’s Momo. She just has so much cute-aggression with you, since she just wants to squish you and love you, she can’t help it and bites you.

R-Romance (how romantic are they? What would they do to make their s/o happy? Cliché or rather creative?)

She’s rather creative when she’s in love, finding ways to make you happy or put a spin on dates. She just tries to be original as she loves to see your surprised face when she takes you somewhere new.

S-Support (are they helping their s/o achieve their goals do they believe in them?)

YES. 100% your biggest cheerleader. If you want to do something she’ll be there supporting you all the way.

T-Thrill (do they need to try out new things to spice up your relationship or do they prefer a certain routine?)

She likes to try new things, but she ultimately prefers the routine. She’s sometimes too tired or gets home too late, but she always makes sure to make time for you, watching movies, or cooking with you are things she likes to do.

U-Understanding (how good do they know their partner? Are they empathetic?)

She’s empathetic and understands your feelings. She sometimes gets emotional seeing you get emotional.

V-Value (how important is the relationship to them? What is its worth in comparison to other things in their life?).

Her relationship with you is so important to her… she takes everything you say in her heart, even mundane or things you’d consider useless, she loves to hear you out and keeps all your words in her heart. She loves you to bits and would die for you.

W-Wild card (a random fluff headcanon?)

Loves to massage you. If you’re like me and have chronic pain, she’s always up to giving you a massage all over your body. At first she was a newbie at it but with time and practice she got better and now she knows how to treat your pain.

X-XOXO (Are they very affectionate? Do they love to kiss and cuddle?)

100% a cuddle bug. She loves to kiss you and to cuddle with you.

Y- Yearning (how will they cope when they are missing their partner?)

Always talking to you through KakaoTalk or through facetime. You also always interact with her in her VLives, and fans don’t notice that she suspiciously always reads your comments since you always change accounts. It’s quite funny seeing your relationship go under their noses.

Z-Zeal (are they willing to go to great lengths for the relationship? If so, what kind?)

Yes. She has made big sacrifices in her life for her career, why would her relationship be any different? She’s willing to do anything for you, even come out publicly about your relationship. Yes, she’s that in love with you.

#twice momo #hirai momo #twice #twice momo x reader #fem reader #hirai momo x reader #fluff alphabet

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sleephyuns · 1 month

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The contents of her cup swirled around and around and around. A red-hued funnel of liquid, almost like a drain. It was fitting, since thats where Jeongyeon’s beautiful two-year relationship was headed to.

A week. That’s how long it had been since their argument.

Since then, Jihyo had been civilized with her, sure. But for anyone who knew them or how they functioned, this was far from normal.

Every day at home felt like a an office scenario, with Jihyo as her coworker. Taking turns in the kitchen, backs turned to each other with every task, tv time spent individually.

Even their long stretches of quiet silence lacked their familiar warmth.

And sleeping? Could she even call it that?

It’s not like she was barred from the bedroom. But the night she’d tried to climb back into bed with Jihyo, the guilt of seeing Jihyo’s back faced to her, the guilt of seeing the slight tension of muscles in her shoulders and knowing she’d been the cause of such stress, it threatened to swallow her whole.

At least sleeping on the couch meant she could manage a few hours of heavily disturbed sleep.

Maybe she was complaining too much, though. Losing sleep was a common occurrence, for a variety of reasons. And all couples had their disagreements, right? A week was far from the longest any two people had been on shaky ground.

Nayeon and Momo, for example.

They’d both had their ups and downs — many, many downs that they worked like hell to fix. But they were both made to handle such situations, and come out the other side of each trial stronger than before.

No matter what Jeongyeon said about their sickeningly sweet displays of affection, she really felt as though they were perfect for one another (as they were now).

With all that Jeongyeon knew about Nayeon in their years as friends, it wasn't a logical leap for her to put somebody like Momo with somebody like Nayeon. Not at first. But as she saw their relationship develop, fail, then reassemble itself over the years, she realized that a relationship could grow and change into something functional with time.

And time had served those two well. They were lucky to have each other.

Thinking about such things made her wonder: What did her own relationship look like from the outside? Had they changed in a similar way? Did her personality truly suit Jihyo’s?

Opposites attracted, didn’t they?

Jihyo was born for the city, despite where they grew up. She always longed for bigger and better things. You could say she had the air of a CEO in the heart of Seoul. The air of someone who chased after and got everything she could ever want. She was too hardworking to fail. Be it her projects, her career… or her relationships.

Jeongyeon, on the other hand, was — or at least had been before college — somewhat of an easygoing person in life. If Jihyo liked to take short breaks away from the fast-moving city into the quiet countryside, Jeongyeon preferred the opposite. It would be completely correct to call her wants in life “simple.” Go to college, get a good job, and make enough money to get a nice cozy house. Maybe retire somewhere close to the mountains.

But in her vision of a cozy house was Jihyo. And in the mountains, Jihyo was right by her side. In the air she’d breathe, in the creeks that wound around the rocks. She was there.

Jeongyeon loved her life on its own, but was irrevocably tied to Jihyo as well.

How many times had Jeongyeon stayed up late into the night with Jihyo, just to watch her for a few seconds more? And how many times had Jeongyeon let her gut feelings take the back seat for Jihyo’s sake? The answer to both questions was ‘too many for Jeongyeon to count.’

Jihyo had done the same for her too, of course. She knew that to be true. For every late night came an early morning, when Jeongyeon was plagued by anxieties for the day ahead.

Sweet words, a hug, a kiss. A few extra minutes in bed spent between the two of them, to keep her at ease. And on days where Jihyo just couldn’t push her luck with lateness, she found ways to be there all the same. A note on the fridge, a text, a quick call. Whatever she could do.

These things always balanced themselves out. The push and pull of their lives just worked that way. But things lately have felt a little…

“One sided?”

“Huh?” Part of Jeongyeon, the part that could still function properly, tore itself herself away from her thoughts, remembering that she unfortunately had to be a functioning human being at work.

“Should I print these one sided, or is it ok to use both? Or does it not matter at all?” Yubin asked, holding out the pet profiles for Jeongyeon to see.

Yubin was new to the job, having only worked there a few weeks, but was older than Jeongyeon by a few years. She had this air of coolness about her no matter what she did, even when she asked questions every few minutes.

“One sided but…,” Jeongyeon fumbled with the bottom button of her flannel, “uh- actually I think I want to take my break soon. Maybe now if I can.”

It was the one day of the week she was on front desk duty, when their usual clerk was out. So as long as someone else was manning the front to check clients in, she could take her break whenever help was available.

“Oh, your break?” Yubin walked up to the counter, prepared to take Jeongyeon’s place, “In that case, I’ll make the copies when you come back.”

That same part of Jeongyeon — that wasn’t stuck in a haze of deep thought — replied again, “Thank you. I really appreciate it. Thank you.”

She’d fastened every button on her shirt now, hands free to toss out her used cup as she prepared for the windy day outside.

This type of weather just meant she had an excuse to get more tea from her usual spot.

It wasn’t too far from where she worked, only about a 10 minute walk from the shop. A brisk walk could cut it down to 7 minutes, but she wasn’t in the mood for that.

It was a stroll and cool down type of day.

She wanted to relax, that was the plan. But the moment she walked off the block, a gust of wind slammed both halves of her back into one being.

She stumbled just a bit, both physically and mentally, unsure of… everything.

What a weird sense of dejavu, to be tripping over herself on the sidewalk again, thinking about a situation she seemed to have no control over.

….What was she even doing?

One foot in front of the other.

Go get more tea. Don’t think about your home situation.

Right.

Walk. Tea. Don’t think about home.

She repeated it over and over until the chant became the backtrack for her short walk.

Walk. Tea. Don’t think about home.

Walk. Tea. Get tea because now you’re here.

Oh.

The smell as she entered was so soothing, so comforting, that her problems could melt away. Cafes were really her style, someone — who she wouldn’t currently think about — had once. remarked. Jeongyeon whole heartedly agreed, a testament to how well they knew each other.

Maybe being a cafe owner somewhere in the countryside was in her far future. If she were to live in the mountains, she could drive down to work, serving any campsite goers as they came and went. The signal would be better further down, perfect for phones and laptops, allowing someone to work if need be.

Maybe a desk set in the corner for her… a special spot close to the service counter, where they could work side by side until it was time for Jeongyeon to retreat back to her home or… for any unspecified customer to head back to the city…

That wouldn’t be for some time, obviously. So the current Jeongyeon — who definitely wasn’t worried about anything or anyone — would have to be satisfied with the pleasures of more tea and a peach scone. Hopefully they weren’t sold out.

Then again, anything could happen during midday, depending on the rush.

She approached the counter to check behind the display case. Far enough where the cashier won’t ask for her order, but close enough where anyone wandering behind her wouldn’t think to get in line and possibly steal her treat away. That would give her enough time to truly see-

"Hey, Jeongyeon? Jeongyeon!"

A voice sliced through the clatter of plates and the hum of brewing machines, carving a path right to Jeongyeon’s ears. The secondhand embarrassment she might’ve felt at being called to couldn’t even compare to the feeling of unease suddenly bubbling in her chest. Another worry to add to the day.

There were two peach scones left in the case, though, so that was some sort of win.

“Hey, Jeongyeon. Funny running into you here. A little chilly today, isn’t it?”

The voice was much closer now, which left no option to play the ignorance card. She could only assume in some alternate dimension, where she wasn’t such a stickler for wearing a beanie to work every day, she wouldn’t have been spotted so easily.

Oh how she wished she could be in said universe. Or, at the very least, the ground of this one would open up and eat her alive.

“Hi Sana,” she mumbled, not yet turning around. There was still time for the ground to its thing. Maybe. Hopefully.

"I’m sorry, did I scare you? I tried to call out to you a little farther back, but you must not have heard." Sana giggled as Jeongyeon stood up straight, trying her best to look unbothered by the situation. Well, if Sana thought she’d scared her, she must not be doing a good job…

"Uh, no," Jeongyeon cleared her throat, taking all of Sana in, “no. Not at all.”

She was dressed rather fashionably today. The platonic ideal of casual fashion, in Jeongyeon’s opinion. She wore a long muted-brown coat, opened just enough that the gray and yellow plaid of her pants could be seen. It worked, somehow, but she assumed Sana knew that. No need to state the obvious.

When she’d finished staring way too hard at her black heeled boots, her eyes trailed back up to see Sana watching her, either amused by her staring or waiting for her to continue speaking. Maybe both. Probably both.

“I just, um, wasn’t expecting to see you around here.” But then again, she wasn’t expecting to see Sana at all. She simply knew her as someone who materialized on campus, in her apartment and sometimes in her thoughts. It was odd seeing her so far out of the imaginary boundaries she’d set in her head.

“I see, that’s fair,” Sana spoke more with her eyes than with her lips, “So… what are you getting?”

“Oh uh…

Jeongyeon released a quivering, awkward breath, stepping back to put more distance between them. Sana watched the movement, something mischievous sparkling behind her eyes as she did.

“I want to get a peach scone and vanilla lavender tea. Do you um… need a recommendation? I really think the lavender is good and… maybe the strawberry cake-“

“Oooh that sounds good! I come here a lot though, I was just curious!”

Sana moved on from that statement as if she didn’t just leave Jeongyeon dumbfounded.

She came here a lot? When? It had to be whenever Jeongyeon was off work, because she couldn’t remember seeing Sana once. Now she was wracking her brain for any sliver of a memory that might have involved Sana, as if she would suddenly develop a photographic memory and pick Sana out like a hidden picture puzzle.

“Hi there! Can I get a vanilla lavender tea, one of the bottled barley teas from the fridge there and…”

Jeongyeon’s neck nearly snapped as she looked to see Sana, placing her order before she even had a chance to. What the hell was her problem?

Sana turned to eye the glass case, then Jeongyeon right next to it. There was that twinkle in her eye again, as her lips slowly curled into a smile.

“-…Two peach scones please.”

Jeongyeon wondered if the cashier could hear her heart crash land into her stomach.

“That’ll be ₩30,000. For here or to go?”

“For here,” Sana nodded at the cashier, slipping her card into the reader. All while Jeongyeon stood there pathetically, mouth opening and closing like a fish. She couldn’t even call herself mad or annoyed. Just negative. Pure negativity.

Shouldn’t have mentioned the scone at all.

When Sana was done paying, she bounded over with her bottled tea and table number standee in hand.

What was she going to do now? Rub it in? Make sure Jeongyeon stayed until her food arrived? For what? So she could watch her savor the little bit of happiness Jeongyeon had left?

“Hey again!” Sana laughed, “Where did you want to-“

“Are you messing with me?”

“-sit…”

The words fell from Sana’s tongue, similar to every speck of Jeongyeon’s dignity falling to the floor. That’s where Sana’s gaze ended up, starting from the broken pieces and moving back up to Jeongyeon’s eyes, taking in her question just as much as she was taking in Sana’s.

“Did you… not want to sit with me? I admit, I didn’t ask you how long your break might be, but-“

“No I just didn’t think-“

Again. She was making a fool of herself again.

“No, no,” Sana tried to spare her, “Finish your thought.”

It was hard to finish a thought that wasn’t completed though. Many of her thoughts followed that trend, nowadays.

“I thought you… were just saying hi for a bit. I- I have the time to sit, but…”

But what was Sana’s goal? How could Sana not feel that uncomfortable nagging in the pit of her stomach, that would make her want to avoid Jeongyeon at all costs. Now she wanted to sit with her? Without Jihyo? That couldn’t be the case.

“The scones and the tea. That’s just for you, right?”

It was a stupid question that proved to be even stupider with the look on Sana’s face. Her one raised brow was enough.

“You think I got my own order along with your exact order, just so I could have it all for myself?”

“Uh, sorry,” Jeongyeon choked, “I guess I’m being silly.”

Sana nodded, actually nodded at that, but it was somewhat deserved. The awkward beats of silence that followed were deserved too.

Eight beats, in fact, which Jeongyeon only knew because of Sana’s hand. Eight times, she tapped her knuckles against her thigh before speaking again.

“What time do you have to get back?”

Jeongyeon’s flicked her wrist back, checking her watch. “I still have half an hour.”

The answer seemed satisfying enough for Sana, eyes lighting up again.

“Well let’s sit down before our food and drinks come.”

Jeongyeon let her lead the way, of course. They sat at a booth pressed tightly in the corner, right next to a window, giving them a view of cars and passerby. Being like this, Jeongyeon couldn’t help but think back on their first real meeting on that fateful rainy day.

It was hard to believe it hadn’t even been a month since then. With the stress of it all, a whole season could’ve passed by…

No, she couldn’t think about that. The passage of time would stress her out even more, and she was determined to relax in this cafe. Even with the stressor sitting across from her.

She looked up from the table at Sana, watching her fiddle with the standee, rocking it back and forth, tapping each end against the table. Her glossed lips, pulled tight as she hummed some unrecognizable tune to herself, sparkled in the sunlight. A good match for her eyes, her hair, her attitude. Everything about her sparkled. And in that moment she seemed so…

Harmless.

So absolutely harmless, and so far from the stressor Jeongyeon labeled her as.

As if she couldn’t feel any worse about this all.

Jeongyeon cleared away the guilt in her throat with a cough, gaining Sana’s attention in the process. “So… how’ve you been?”

A good question. A nice, normal question. Much better than talking about the rain, or a lack of it, and how that might affect their lives.

This time, thankfully, Sana heard her loud and clear.

“I’ve been alright. Just a little tired between classes and my dissertation,” Sana’s eyes slipped shut, a small furrow above her brow, “to make things worse, one of the street lights outside shines right into my bedroom window and… oh well.”

Jeongyeon watched Sana fidget with the cap of her tea now, unscrewing it, tapping it a few times against the table before taking a swig from the bottle. “It’s an easy fix. I keep telling myself to get blackout curtains, but I keep putting it off. There’s no reason to complain when the solution’s staring me right in the face.”

Jeongyeon hummed in acknowledgment, not agreement. No point in arguing against such a passive statement, so she just let it be. Though the topic sparked a thought within her brain.

“Are city lights not something you’re used to? Ah- well, I know you’ve been in this area for a bit, but you’re not from here, so…”

If the answer was yes, Jeongyeon could relate. Even after all these years, she still felt out of place.

Sana seemed to carefully consider the question, eyes wandering back outside to the passing cars, the busy people.

“It’s nice here. I wouldn’t exactly say I haven’t adjusted, but,” she spoke slowly, wistfully, “I do find myself missing home a lot these days.”

“Hmm… I get that.”

And truly, Jeongyeon did.

“Home is,” Sana’s eyes slipped shut for just a second, “comforting. My hometown, it’s not too far from the city. I can take the train there if I want. So I don’t exactly live in the middle of nowhere. Sometimes it’s quiet, sometimes it’s not. Sometimes it’s a bit of both.”

“And what about here? Is it too loud for you here?”

“Sometimes,” Sana laughed, “I guess I’ve said that a lot though.”

“Do you ever think about going back to Japan?” Jeongyeon quickly looked down at the table, pretending to be more interested with her cuticles than Sana’s face. Way to go, she thought. What a great way to sound like you’re trying to ship her off and away from Jihyo-

“Would you be surprised if my answer was still, ‘sometimes?’”

Now that was surprising. She looked up from her nails, and back at Sana’s face. This time, she met her eyes head on without shying away. Not that she wanted to when. Sana was being so honest with her. Honesty she didn’t think she truly deserved.

But maybe she wanted to be deserving.

“Um… well, with your past few answers, statistically,” Jeongyeon tapped the side of her head, pretending to be some mega-genius that she surely wasn’t, “I’d say no.”

That earned her a genuine laugh from Sana, a bit longer and louder than her polite laughter. A feeling bubbled up in her chest that she might label as ‘pride’ on any other occasion, but she wasn’t quite ready to confront that just yet.

She let Sana’s laughter fill the space between them, until they trickled off, twinkling away like the shifting rays of sun. “I’m happy here, for now. I have enough that makes staying worth it.”

Between both of Jeongyeon’s eyes, Sana’s gaze shifted. Left, right. Left. Right.

It made Jeongyeon’s stomach flip, with how direct she was with her staring. There was no way there her words lacked implication. She had to be referring to Jihyo, and oh god, she didn’t want to think about her too much when Sana was here or else she might worry again.

So instead, she let her own sight drift, looking out the window and away from the sun.

Out there, in the city streets, there was nothing to fantasize about. No random occurrence, no imaginary Nayeon to conjure up. Just everyday reality.

She heard Sana take in a breath. The temptation to shut her eyes hit hard.

“What about you?” Is it worth it?

“…huh?”

She could ignore the city for a moment if it meant understanding Sana better.

“Do you like it here?” Sana asked again when their eyes met, “You asked me, but I want to know how you feel about it.”

“Well…” Jeongyeon inched forward in her seat. She hadn’t been asked such a question in a long while. Not since her college years. By now, the city was a facet of her daily life. She knew this area like the back of her hand. It was a part of her, full of memories, both good and bad. And even if she were to move on to her perfect countryside, the city would still be with her, always.

Always in her heart.

“Well, I-“

“Table 11? 2 peach scones and a tea?”

She and Sana both jumped back and… when had Sana leaned in that close?

“Yes that’s us, thank you,” Sana spoke while Jeongyeon was still trying to process their proximity.

The sound of the plate scraping against the table stopped her thinking, and she looked down at the scone in front of her. Next came the cup of piping hot tea, placed right to its side. The steam rose, and Jeongyeon’s eyes followed, until she was staring right at Sana’s pleased face. Even as she chewed, she had a beautiful smile on her lips.

“Mmmmm….,” she moaned, “I see why you like this so much!” She went in for another enthusiastic bite, humming another tune Jeongyeon didn’t know. She could probably make any food look delicious with that attitude.

It sure worked on Jeongyeon, even though she already knew the beauty of the pastry. Was it possible, Jeongyeon wondered, to develop a fear of missing out on something you’d already had?

Jeongyeon finally took a bite of her scone, not as outwardly pleased as Sana, but still comfortably satisfied.

The glaze melted in her mouth.

Sana took another bite.

“I like this city,” Jeongyeon savored the peach flavor on her tongue, “I like it a lot.”

Sana loved the flavor too. “I’m glad you do.”

Going back to work soon would be a struggle, and going home would be double that. But for now, having a nice conversation in the corner of a cafe, things weren’t so bad.

#thx for waiting for it 🫡#tied together au

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rowanwithaz · 7 months

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People will say gay shippers ship people that are "so much as in the same room with each other" but ship people that aren't even on a first name basis because they stood next to each other and blushed, the sense is not sensing.

And,that's problematic. You thought this was just going to be a short joke post,hah,fool.

The blushing problem.

Now,I've talked about this a little,but I think it needs to be said more; blush does not equal canon. When this argument is used in the bnha fandom,it just proves themselves wrong. Like,Izuku blushes around Katsuki too,so in their OWN logic,GreeNade is canon.

(*Also,quick thing: Todoroki and Momo haven't really brushed around each other but everyone says their canon,which is a very good couple because of that.*)

But,then they say, "He blush more around Ochako,therefore = straight >:("

Yeah, he also does the same blush around All Might. So is DEKUMIGHT CANON?

They have it backwards. Canon equals blush. What's the difference? Let me explain.

Blush means a lot of things,embarrassment,anger,awkwardness,etc ect. So,what we need is context on the charters's feelings. Because every time Izuku has ever blushed in front of a girl was because of the sol reason they were GIRLS. He was an awkward kid who thought, "hey,I'm a boy,she's a girl,and I don't know girls! " all he knew was he was supposed to find them pretty. And,just like a lot of people say,you can find someone pretty without being romantically or sexually attracted to them. I agree.

When we look at it with that context,it doesn't seem very romantic. And when Izuku blushes around Katsuki it's because he thinks he's amazing,so,I wouldn't even say that is romantic. (But it looks like Deku has a crush on him in the flashbacks and it's sooooo cute)

We need context. Now,with Ochako's blush,this deserves its own thing.

Show don't tell.

Is what makes a lot of relationships feel real and much deeper,but,Izuchako is all, "Ochako has a crush on Izuku" every single time she blushes in front of him,which takes away from their moments and chemistry.

A relationship that's really good about not saying, "remember their in love" is Kamijirou. Some of their best moments don't involve dialog. Just like with Kirimina and GreeNade.

Two characters' romantic feelings are best and most meaningful when it's displayed with an action before words. Like,Katsuki's apology.

He put his life on the line for Izuku,that was his feelings displayed in an action,then he said what was unsaid. That is how relationships should be written. Don't tell us,show us,then have the charters tell each other. It's so stupid when people say a relationship is canon because they blush around each other and people realize they blush around each other.

Also,this is something I kinda found odd. Katsuki and Ochako never interact. Like,never. There were a couple moments where they talked,and then there's their fight,but other than that it's Ochako making JABS at Katsuki. And,I think I know why.

I think Ochako was so confused with their relationship,and when things starting falling into place,she became distant from Izuku and especially Katsuki. I think she figured out her feelings for Toga after seeing and finally understanding, "it was him,and it'll always be him" for Izuku. And,that speech was her officially falling out of love with Izuku and falling in love with Toga. Because Toga helped her realize how heros are supposed to be,and who saves them.

Which BloodBubbles is one of the best relationships in my opinion because they kinda do more of telling. "But you just said-" I know. Let me explain. I said actions before words,and BloodBubbles did that,but when they shared their words they didn't leave anything out. They both opened up. Unlike with GreeNade,where it was only Katsuki opening up.

See how Izuku has a mask while Katsuki is staring at him with one of the most calm and soft looks he's ever fucking had? Izuku having a mask on shows how he's not opening up,and he still has things to say but refuses to say them.

We've seen Izuku's love,we've been shown it,but now what he REALLY needs to do is let it all out. That's what I hope the Shigaraki and Deku fight,and the black ship arc,ends. Them both letting it all out.

#mha #Bnha #tgchk #dkbk #GreeNade #blood bubbles #togachaco #dekugou #uraraka x himiko

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kel-lance · 12 days

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Eyeless Gojo AU Part 1:

Prequel: (read here)

———Warnings: mention of death, blood, killing, morally grey, slight mind control, Gojo just reacting to his cptsd in this universe, slight grooming (adults ideals on Gojo and their children), mindbreak, yandere(?)———————-

((Ending of year 3: (the woman Geto brought in was mamagumi. Toji was a secret weapon to the Zenin clan and was highly respected. The kids are being raised together. Maki and Mai are taught new techniques while sparring against Megumi (they all have their same techniques) so they were actually going to become to super strongest of the clan. Basically Megumi will be next in line of the clan and maki and Mai will be trained as his protectors.

The three of them are 5-6 years old at the time. Megumi who was recently orphaned and had a “cousin” named tsumiki who would look after him and not treat him like a prince. (She would scold him and treat him like a person and he grew to greatly respect her.

He learned to be humble by her, maki and Mai’s, and their friends. Megumi had a lot of friends growing up, Panda, Toge, Kamo, Todo, Momo, Miwa, Muta, all them knew him from his status. More so the head of clans were to meet and the others came by around middle school bc they’d have meetings with each other to have them all meet before they started in JJH.)

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Geto goes to see gojo at his place, you know, the 1000+acre plot of land that was supposed to suffice as Gojo’s own personal quarters. The same one where everyone and their mothers turned him away until they hear he’s Geto Suguru, to where they basically pull him in to ask him to get Gojo out of his room.

Geto is walked in, no knock or introduction. Gojos room, it was thick. The air was strong, you could feel it walking in. Geto goes to open the windows while keeping his demeanor. ”I’ve been picking up your slack everyday Gojo.“ Geto paused to let his friend talk over him, but that didn’t come. He looks back at Gojo in his bed, “C’mon seriously you out of all of us, you can’t be acting like this.”

“I thought you understood that I’m not like other people.”

“Well, before I said you’re not that special to be exempted out of stuff. We’re risking our lives as normal people while you can do months worth of our missions in a week, if you wanted.” Geto sighed, leaning on the wall next to the open vent.

Gojo’s aura, he could barely feel like it in the room, it wasn’t what was taking up the space before anyway. His voice was hard to even find. “….. What makes me so special then?”

Geto didn’t know what to say. This was real one of his worst bits. “You’re special because you’re Gojo Satoru. You are literally the strongest-”

“WHAT IS IT ALL FOR!?” Gojo snaps.

Oof, his jab of Gojo alone being the strongest always annoyed him. Gojo would say that they were the strongest, but Geto kept refusing. Gojo wouldn’t stop until they were equal, til they could bring him down to Geto, or what Geto hated was that they put him as far up as Gojo. It just kept showing him how different they were treated, but in this moment he shouldn’t have said it. “Hey, I’m sorry, I didn’t-“

“I know.” Voice breaking, Gojo continued. “I already knew that you would do this, but somehow it still hurts more than the anticipation. I,” He sighed, using it to catch his breath, “I really wanted you to know me.”

Geto was speechless. His best friend, the one person who Gojo was so intrigued by, he trusted Geto enough to let him know what kind of life he lived. How do his words still go unnoticed? He’s still unheard, seen as a brat for being tended to. How could he live as an adult? That’s right, they’re rendering Gojo powerless still. Even while he’s an adult now.

“I’m sorry. We can go get ice cream-“

“Get out.” Suguru could only blink. He didn’t hear that right-

“GET OUT!”

Gojo had never raised his voice like this before. His tone was so stern Geto thought someone else may have been in the room with him. Speechless, he just turned and left.

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“You seriously didn’t say anything?” Nanami wasn’t recovering well from Haibaras death. That was just insane, how time moves so much faster when your brain is panicking. Maybe if nanami could’ve moved his legs a bit faster maybe haibara could’ve just lost up to his knees, but no, his organs ended up missing too. There was no way anyone could help them.

The blond was grouchier than ever. He was angry. There wasn’t a curse in the world that could escape his wrath. He supposed he could sulk and stay upset, risking his life even more as it’d unbalance his fighting style. He had to stay focused but couldn’t do that without motivation.

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Haibara was the only person really getting him to help others. Of course he wanted to help people, it wasn’t right that most of the population are victims to themselves, and they don’t even know it. They can’t help it, someone once said to him, and it stuck with him since.

“Why is it our job to help them if they don’t even know the danger they’re in?” Nanami said aloud.

“What a stupid thing to say.” Haibara comes around, folding up his magazine and smacking nanami on the head. “You should help others because you want to, there shouldn’t be any other reason for it. You’d be bargaining forever at that point.”

“Yeah sure, I get that it’d be more mental gymnastics around it all, but seriously what’s the real reason?”

“If you keep asking yourself questions, that time could’ve been used to save another life. Don’t you feel better after knowing they’re safe? That you did something for other people like us?”

“They’re not like us.” Nanami grumbled. His 16 year old mind just didn’t get why it was up to him to save most of the population, it was a lot of responsibility, let alone how Gojo was born into it. That’s how Nanami keeps himself away from Satoru, and Suguru by association, but Haibara makes it apparent to always greet them.

He kept breaking through Nanami’s boundaries and showed him that it’s easier to do if he wants to do it. And he’s been on that ever since, trying to get his friend to think differently to better himself.

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Nanami heard about what happened to the two, and reached out to Utahime for Suguru’s number, which she also got from Shoko. Telling his upperclassman what happened to their mutual friend, it was a big step for him to open up. They sat side by side, nanami leaning all the way back, as much as gravity would allow, listening.

“He yelled at me.” Geto said.

“That’s not like him at all, he’d never do that. Did you really recover fully? Maybe we’re all going crazy.”

“No,” Geto stopped him. “He actually yelled at me. Like I felt like a little kid and he was the upset father for once.” Nanami could tell that upset him, it wasn’t about power and control but that was never their dynamic. Gojo was always the kid, he was always the one with energy and not a care in the world, because he was a brat, but also so elevated that he was neglected of course he was going to be ignorant to things, much less latching onto the first person that treated him with actual sincerity and decency.

“I wonder what he’s seeing right now. If he knows how much he hurt me because he just sees everything. I bet he saw this conversation when he woke up again.”

“Do you think he might’ve saw something while they were putting his head back on?” Fixing his glasses, nanami could remember the details when yaga, Suguru, and Shoko came back holding parts of the two

Maybe. But his vision keeps getting in the way of his life. He knows that, we all know it, but what can we do about it? He’s the strongest. After all the training they’ve done together, Gojo having deja vu and being able to be familiar with Geto’s moves really always pissed him off.

Gojo tried closing his eyes but it seemed better for him, the light was less intense and he just had to trust his senses. Gojo was told so many times, taunted by Geto, always saying that was why Gojo could never deliver him a fair fight.

Bzzzbzbbzz. Looking down on his phone, Geto was surprised to see Shoko’s contact with an image attached, showing Gojo resting in a bed. “Come over.”

“Nanami, I gotta go.” With no time to explain, Geto’s out the door. Nanami sighs and decides to buy some flowers.

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Gojo wakes up to Geto coming over to the infirmary. His head is bandaged heavily and Geto wasn’t told why or what happened, he just thinks that it was a mission that he failed bc of how bad his headspace was.

Gojo is honestly quiet. He listens to Geto tell him how he can just go out and do anything with his head like that, making it vague. Gojo thinks that even after doing what he did, that Geto and everyone would still not feel anything for him, he needed pity. He needed shame to feel human. He needed to feel something.

Gojo just sits and listens to Geto. He missed his friend so much. He sits in his bed, looking out the window at the world outside.

Geto is running his mouth, saying things in a tone that only his best friend would understand, trying to say in the best way possible how he cares. He’s just so worried how Gojo could be so stupid without him. Not even a laugh. He was boiling water for some tea, just preparing whatever he found around the infirmary to make it less tense.

When Geto brings gojo his tea, gojos already asleep. He sets the cups on the nightstand, he sits and looks over at his friend, thinking that it suited him. Being quiet like this was something he could only wish upon to happen, but it was killing them both.

Geto realizes that Gojo was calling for him to come so he could sleep. He looked over his body and his fingers had skin picked off, his body looked like he lost some weight, and the bandages covering his head and face was bothering him. He wanted to see that his friend was really there, that he was okay.

Geto got up to go to the bathroom and when he came back, he found Gojo back up, drinking his cold tea in the dark.

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lphoenixspiritl · 1 year

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A Brother's Grief

"Aang, we need to talk." a shadow moved across the tent floor blocking the flood of warm afternoon sunlight.

"What's up Sokka? Borrowing Momo for a week not going as planned?"

Sokka glanced over his shoulder where the small lemur rifled through his things and procured one of his socks as a hat.

He turned back to his friend and took a seat on a small stump, "No that's fine, it's about Katara."

A sudden nervousness twisted Aang's stomach.

Had Sokka found out about his crush on his sister?

Would he be mad?

"Uh, sure. You know I like Katara." Aang's hands shot up, "I-I- mean care about her! Like you do! like a brother!" the boy's cheeks warmed at the fumble.

Sokka stared at him oddly, "Uh, sure."

"So what about Katara?" Aang's voice softened, "Is it what she said about your Mom before she left? It sounded like it hurt."

Sokka could only blink in response, he expected that kind of bluntness from Toph, but coming from Aang, it blindsided him. Suddenly the weight of his emotions were too much, his shoulders collapsed and his chin dropped to his chest.

"It did," he admitted.

"I'm sorry Sokka, maybe you two should talk about it when she gets back." Aang paused his face souring, "That is if you don't have other things to talk about.

The watertribesman stared at his hands, "There's nothing to talk about."

"You have to." Aang pushed, "If that's how you feel then leaving it will just make things worse!"

"There's nothing to talk about because she's right." Sokka blurted.

"What?"

"She's right." Sokka's shoulders slumped even further, like wax melting to the floor, "I always wanted to be a great leader and warrior, just like my dad."

"But you're already a great warrior and a really good leader."

Sokka put up a hand halting Aang, hearing anything resembling praise right then would have made his stomach sick.

"You don't understand. I idolized our Dad, but Katara? She wanted to be like our mom, kind and caring and able to do almost anything - she definitely got some of dad's warrior side though." Sokka's half smile disappeared as quickly as it came, giving way to something grimmer, "But after what happened, Katara had to become what our mom was. She filled that role and in a way, I think that made her closer to Mom even though she was gone."

"It sounds like you loved your mom a lot."

"I did, but Katara's right, not in the way she does." Sokka looked up, anguish breaking across his features, "If I did, I'd be right there with her, looking for the man that took our mother from us."

"Sokka no!" A gust of air ruffled the sides of the tent, Aang propelled himself up from his seat on the floor, "Revenge isn't the way! You forgave him and Katara hasn't."

"No, I didn't," Sokka ground out, standing to meet the younger boy, "I grieved our mother and I might have accepted that she's gone but I never, ever forgave them for what they did our family. I never will." Sokka forced himself to unwind his clenched fists, he took in a breath of calm and let it out in a deflated stream that dropped him back on his seat on the stump, "If I'm being honest I don't think I would have ever moved on if Katara hadn't been there to fill the hole Mom left."

"But-"

"No buts," Sokka's eyes shone as that old pain lodged in his chest, "you had no right to tell Katara to forgive. You have no idea what we went through, what she went through."

"I lost my entire people!"

"And?" a hardness crept into Sokka's voice "This isn't some kind of competition Aang. If you can forgive the Fire Nation for wiping out your entire people, great. Katara and I don't have to do the same."

"But forgiveness is the only way to let go!"

"You had no right to ask that of her! You can't force people to forgive because you think it's the only way to let go. Newsflash kid, it's not." he had, had enough, this was a mistake.

Sokka got up to leave pausing at the open tent flap, "I never forgave the man who killed my mother and I never will. I learned to let go in my own way, now Katara has to find hers."

"By running around the Fire Nation with Zuko?"

"If that's what she needs."

"It's not safe." Aang refuted.

"And you flying out in the middle of a storm and almost blowing our cover was?" Sokka shot back.

Aang froze guilt weighing on his brow.

Sokka reigned himself in with a sigh, "Katara is safe with Zuko, I wouldn't have let them go if I didn't think he could take care of her."

"Do you trust me to take care of Katara?"

"You're just a little kid."

"You trust Zuko but not me?" Aang asked incredulously, "I'm the Avatar!"

"I trust Zuko to look after Katara because he's been the only one of us to put her first," Sokka admitted, guilt hanging from his words, he left not waiting for an answer.

The flap fell behind him with a soft rustle and Aang found himself alone in the dim tent.

…

"How did it go?" Suki's appriaching footsteps were muted by the wet sand.

"Not great." Sokka replied staring out at the crashing waves, "I'm a terrible big brother."

"No you're not, you're a good big brother," she brushed her knuckles gently along his cheek, "I've seen it myself."

Suki took a seat on the thin blanket next to Sokka and he turned to look at her, "I don't feel like it."

"You've taken care of her this long."

"Not as well as I should have. It should have been me with her, instead, Zuko is doing what I couldn't."

Suki shook her head, "I think Zuko is who she needs to be with right now." she took one of Sokka's tanned hands in hers, "but when she comes back? She's going to need you. She's going to need to know you still love her no matter what might have happened."

"I will."

"Good."

Suki leaned her head against Sokka's shoulder and quietly, they watched the sun descend to kiss the waves.

#the southern raiders #zutara #big brother Sokka #ficlet #katara x zuko #zuko x katara #atla sokka

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elles-home · 2 months

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i think if sanji and yamato took a moment they could be fast friends bonding especially so on fucked up dads and even more fucked up childhoods

they get so close in wano, after the battles and in that short period before they disembark from the land of wano. everyone thinks they're dating because sanji makes an extra set of snacks and drinks when he seeks yamato out for their late night talks and sanji only makes special snacks for girls and people he has crushes on (and luffy but that's something else entirely)

nami and usopp try to figure out if they're dating but she's so skeptical (nami, who finds sanji's flirting cringe even though she humors it endearingly: sanji? pull yamato? be serious, usopp. vs usopp, who has been on the other end of sanji's kindness and can see how charming he can be when he's not twirling: hey, you don't know what he's capable of. there's many attractive things about him. (that makes nami squint her eyes at usopp so he shuts up. immediately))

but when they find yamato and sanji its the both of them exchanging stories on who had the worst dad. "at least you could breathe," sanji says. "my sperm donor put a metal helmet on my face when i was eight because he didn't wanna see me anymore, announced i was dead to the country and threw me in jail."

yamato, equally outraged, "my dad threw me in jail when i was eight too! with other prisoners of war! i thought they were gonna kill me! one plate of food for the whole lot of us"

they both look at each other, and burst out laughing, at the sheer ridiculousness of it. they have to laugh. it hurts too much if they don't. sanji was able to escape long ago but his recent stint in whole cake island has brought memories he left in a life he abandoned back to the surface, and he feels a bit more brittle these days. more than he had had in over a decade.

smiling softly at a memory himself, yamato offers, "it was scary at first, and my hands were bound. but the prisoners. they were so kind, and helped me escape."

"i've gone hungry before, starvation and at the edge of death. but when i look back, i wonder if i would have preferred one meal and a group of samurai for company, who i did not know would be kind to me, or solitary confinement for months at end." sanji takes another drink. "but i wasnt starved in the dungeons. they still fed me." here he pauses, thinks, and adds as an afterthought. "i think you may have been safer with your samurai than i was there alone. my brothers came down regularly and beat me up, experimenting in new ways to discover just how fragile my human skin and my human bones were."

and now nami was there in whole cake island, she knows sanji's bio family are all bastards and they only let them live because sanji wanted to. but she hadn't known just how bad it was for him. and this is usopp's first time hearing this, and brave as he may be, as he is trying to be, he has always had a soft heart. nami hears a sniffle and sees tears streaming down usopp's face. nami blinks as tears she hadn't known were gathering fall down her own, and holds usopp's hand and leads him away. this isn't a conversation they are meant to hear.

sanji smiles when they leave and yamato grins too. they knew they were there, of course they did. sanji's observation haki may not be able as developed as luffy's, incapable of foresight yet, but he can tell when there are people around.

"they care about you so much, you know?" yamato says.

"i do," sanji smiles. "they could be yours too, if you come with us."

yamato takes a moment. "i know." and he sounds so sad but also determined. "i believe its best if i stay here right now. momo may be in a grown body, but he's still a child. and it would make me happy to be able to discover the country oden loved so much. all those years in onigashima, so near, and i've been unable to truly explore the home i call mine."

"whenever you want," sanji says, "luffy will welcome you i'm sure."

"so he's said."

and they're quite for a while. watching the campfire they built for a while.

"he reminds me of ace so much," yamato says softly.

"ace?"

"i think he was to me what luffy is to you. he would've set me free if he could've. he's so free, and i don't think i've ever laughed as much as the night i had with him."

sanji, familiar with ace, the way he lit up any room he was in, the charm he oozed and the easy smiles he had, says. "i know what you mean. the time he travelled with us was one of the best weeks ever. we were so surprised such a well mannered man could be luffy's brother."

and yamato laughs. because the ace he met immediately tried to kill him.

but sanji knows the sparkle in yamato's eyes, and so he starts explaining how they met ace. burning ships and travelling together in a desert. and when yamato laughs next, it's filled with love and joy and grief. not the kind of laughing you do to hide how much your heart hurts over the childhoods you had. and so sanji talks and talks about ace, informs him of their other brother sabo. the one he is yet to meet, but have heard stories of. he hopes yamato meets the other brother one day, the second in command of the fucking revolutionary army. the one who now holds ace's mera mera fruit powers.

yamato deserves nice things. he's learning he does too.

#one piece #yamato one piece #sanji #nami #usopp #one piece usopp #portgas d ace #made myself sad writing this #it was gonna be short but it got away from me #i think sanji and yamato would definitely get matching tshirts that says “bastard bio dads club”#like “dead dads club” but for fuckers they cut off themselves

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doodlegirl1998 · 9 months

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Here I'm beating the corpse of a horse, but I do find ODD how no one in MHA is even interested in understanding their own quirk bar the basic of basic.

Granted some powers are so simplist that you dont need to waste too much time. Like, Mirko's power doesnt need to be heavily analyzed in the story. She has super strenght and it is ok.

But others? No. I want some explanation, especially and Shig's case. Decay is so powerful (and I do have a thought about afo sabotaging shig in a way. "If he cant know how to use his quirk, better for me" but is a sentiment Hori never dwell well enough bc you know, my abuser academy) but no one has any plan or idea of this quirk.

We have tecnhology to make a clothe to Mirio(not for Toohru of course) why not developed smth it cant be decayed?

Hori:😍my abuser academy

(Then again the bullets are useless and afo is deaging bc........evil plan?)

And now it makes me back to Izu. Our poor mc. He has a powerful quirk and 0 thought about this. Like he was quirkless and now has the power of a god(ignoring the bone crushing thing) and we get 0 introspection. And Izu never analysed his quirk.

I mean, maybe he did as he handles well...but to me it was more of a gamble than anything. No one helped him, Izu doesnt comments about his own quirk ...

And the users doesnt even offer some help...(not bashing them, maybe the second but bc he is BK 3.0)

Hori loves to kill any potential in his story. Its quiete fascinating, its like seeing a captain purposely sinking his own ship for no reason.

Hi @mikeellee 👋,

I think I've mentioned before how odd I find this that not more people are like early story Izuku - eagerly analysing their own and others abilities to explore what they can secretly do.

Even powers that seem simple for example Miriko's rabbit that you mentioned - I've looked this up recently for a fic I'm planning on writing and she doesn't just have super strength* and speed* she has:

Enhanced flexibility*

Enhanced hearing

High pain tolerance*

Animalistically high intuition*

All of these things would be awesome to explore more. Particularly as with her broad array of abilities (the ones I've placed a * by actually are similar to some of the abilities given to Izuku by OFA or high pain tolerance which he had built up through excessive exposure to an explosively abusive BKG growing up) she could have been an excellent mentor to Izuku. She also could have helped Izuku gain confidence by Hori wastes all this potential by turning her into... A stick for his gore porn fetish it seems...

As for the technology to do with quirks and how unequal it seems that could have also been explored narratively. With Shig it's easy to see that as AFO not wanting him to know too much about what he can do and keep him under control.

But why can't Momo and Hagakure have a costume that works with them if Mirio can? It would be interesting if that was sexism, HPSC corruption, the over sexualisation and celebrity nature of heroes but Hori... gave us all this set up then nothing.

To conclude, Izuku over time has been whittled away at - things like his analysis - which I actually enjoyed, vanished. Part of me thinks this is due to Hori's laziness and lack of being bothered to think through every quirk of the people he puts later into the story like Nejire (what happens if she overuses her quirk? Can she die from it?)

But Izuku's lack of analysis into OFA, is that Hori literally can't be bothered so is just shoving out content at this point, seems in universe like he doesn't feel like he deserves to, this doesn't feel like his quirk, it feels like All Mights and Izuku could feel unworthy of analysing it.

#mha critical #bnha critical #Izuku deserves better #anti bakugou #anti bakugou katsuki

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amara-among-the-stars · 7 months

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Here is a little short fic for my darling @mac-and-thefox 🩵🖤

Soft moments with Cumulus and Mountain. (Listened to a bunch of oldie songs for this as well because damn, they got me in the FEELS!!)

Mountain was waiting for Cumulus downstairs near the door to go outside. He nervously and very carefully picked out flowers for Cumulus with the help of Cirrus and Aurora.

The flowers were wisteria’s and peonies sprinkled with lemongrass and bits of sage violets with lillies. The ghoulettes made sure he was also dressed up a bit and they helped put his dark green and auburn hair into a nice french braid, with little flowers tucked into them.

Mountain could hear Dewdrop and Cumulus chattering about as they got closer to the front of the dens, Cumulus lightly giggling at Dewdrop’s comment of how she looked good enough to eat. Mountain could feel his tail lightly thumping against his own leg as it was wrapped around his thigh when he glanced down. Huh. Didn’t notice that he did that. He quickly unwrapped his tail as Dewdrop brought Cumulus over to Mountain. The giant couldn’t stop staring at how royal and ethereal Cumulus looked. Both of his partners giggled at his stunned expression, Dewdrop teasing lightly.

“Dunno Lulu, if Mountain doesn’t close his mouth and snap out of how much you look like a Goddess, I may have to go change and take you out myself.” Dewdrop giggled, reaching up on his tiptoes to poke at Mountain’s cheek. Said Earth ghoul lightly batted at his teasing partner’s hand before swooping down to press a chase kiss to his cheek.

“Later Firefly. Sorry Lus, but you… You look amazing. Stunning.” Mountain said. Cumulus preened and shimmied a bit, showing off how the dress sparkled slightly as she moved, her lavender ringlets bouncing around as she did so. Dew said a quick goodbye to both and left, most likely on his way to bother Rain and Phaeon.

Mountain gifted Cumulus the flowers he picked, purring in content as Cumulus squealed and hugged him.

“Oh! Honeybee, these are so beautiful! Let me put them away real quick and we can go okay?” She spoke, already running back to the kitchen. Cumulus returned swiftly and grabbed Mountain’s hand.

“I'm excited for tonight, Dew and Swiss helped me with my hair and picked out the dress. Do you like it Momo?” Cumulus asked, letting go of Mountain’s hand as she spun gracefully around in front of him before returning to his side.

“The entire look suits you so well Darlin. I love the dress. Its a new one I noticed.” Mountain commented.

Cumulus nodded, her bright purple curls bouncing around.

The dress she adorned was a black A-Line that almost had a holographic look, and the heels she wore were also a black holo.

“Aurora actually picked this out for me.” Cumulus said, after a moment of silence.

“She chose well.” Mountain replied.

Soon they arrived at their destination; they could hear loud music from the area and both grinned. Cumulus didn’t realize Mountain was taking her out dancing to one of the party’s that a Sibling of Sin was throwing.

She threw her arms around him and pulled him into a deep kiss.

“Thank you Honeybee.” Cumulus whispered.

“Of course my darling wind spirit. Anything for you. Cmon.. Let’s show them how to party.” Mountain answered, dragging Cumulus towards the dancefloor.

The pair laughed and danced away, having sips of drinks here and there and just genuinely enjoying each other's company; stealing quick teasing kisses here and there. Soon a sibling of sin played a slow song and “Dream a little dream of me” from the mamas and the papas started crooning in the background. Cumulus smiled, flashing her fangs and tugged Mountain back to the dancefloor once more, siblings moving out of their way.

“It's our song Honeybee!” Cumulus chirped out, wrapping her hand around Mountain.

“It is Sugarplum. I'm surprised people still know of this song.” Mountain whispered, pulling Cumulus closer to him. They swayed, both singing to each other softly and giggling to each other.

“Stars fading, but I linger on, dear, Still craving your kiss. I'm longing to linger 'til dawn, dear. Just saying this,” Cumulus sang along as Mountain spun her around.

“Sweet dreams 'til sunbeams find you. Sweet dreams that leave all worries far behind you; But in your dreams, whatever they be. Dream a little dream of me,” Mountain sang back, pressing one more kiss to Cumulus’ lips.

She let out a content moan and wrapped her arms around his waist, deepening this kiss before breaking away.

“Thank you for the best date night ever Mo. I appreciate it.” Cumulus whispered, her hand reaching up to rub her thumb against his jaw. Mountain smiled and nuzzled against her hand.

“I’d do anything for you my dearest Sugarplum. I love you to the moon and back.” Mountain answered, his hand cupping hers against his jaw before he moved it to press a kiss to the back of Cumulus’ hand.

They finally made their way home, Mountain helping Cumulus undress before pulling her onto his bed and wrapping himself around her, burying his face into her lavender curls humming another one of their songs they adored so much, which was “At Last.”

“Love you Honeybee.” Cumulus whispered once more, before drifting off to sleep, content and happy, her tail twinned around Mountain’s.

“Good night my lovely Clover.” He whispered back.

#amara writes #mountain ghoul #cumulus ghoulette #dewdrop ghoul #mackie moo

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lets-get-kraken-boys · 2 years

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I personally hope that reader end’s with kiribaku or shoto in the Purge.

Or all of them🫣

Can’t wait and see what happens.

Maybe i should read it again…

LMAO this practically became its own imagine. DAMN I HAVE NO SELF CONTROL.

Warning: Swearing

Enjoy. 🤗

It's an interesting idea that one or two of them could somehow manage to steal reader away for long enough that the Purge clock runs out, and (Y/N) becomes "theirs". I love KiriBaku, I think they're a great duo and could be one of the only teams that doesn't fall apart due to jealousy and hold their own until the Purge ends.

Kiri is so loving that, while there is a strong urge to keep you to himself, he loves Bakugo's company so much that sharing you suddenly becomes not that big of a deal. Hell, having his two most favorite people in the world by his side? Loving each other, spending time with each other, and being a true couple? His first love being his last? A love that can withstand any fight, or even the Purge?

When you put it like that, what could be more manly than that?! Protecting the love of his life with his sheer strength and will? He'd do it all over again in a heartbeat! Anything...for you~

Plus, though he's sort of ashamed to admit it because thinking of you this way is so unmanly...He is really excited to be able to share his firsts with you. He doesn't know if you've...ahem, done anything like that yet (he sure hopes you haven't. Not that its you're fault! Oh, honey, no! He'd just hate to be forced to hunt down that person and teach them a lesson for touching what's his), but he's a little more than giddy to learn everything about you.

Bakugo feels the same way, if not more, as Kirishima. He's absolutely against the entire idea when Kirishima brings it up. Hell no! It's hard enough that he wants to be the only one you ever even look at again, now rock-for-brains wants to share his firecracker??? In his eyes, he'd rather give a formal apology to Deku for everything he's done over the years than resort to sharing.

Funnily enough, as time wanes on, seeing you interact with the other classmates (who are head-over-heels for you like he is) grinds his gears more than it does seeing you hang out with Kiri.

For example, a few weeks ago you were helping Momo on her project that she practically begged your assistance for. You were sitting next to her as you two chatted, laughed, and cut out paper to glue or something dumb like that. He was fuming in his seat as he watched her grow heart eyes dopily gazing at you. You were just being sweet ol' you, helping a friend in need, but there's no way she didn't see it as so much more. He knew she saw it as an acceptance of her "undying" love for you. So annoying.

Right as he was about to intervene and scream in her face to get the fuck away from you, Kirishima walked up to the two of you. He sheepishly rubbed the back of his neck, blushing up a storm as his eyes glanced from time-to-time at you. Bakugo's ears could only pick up a few words that came out of his mouth, something about "Totally unmanly of me...help me with this thing?"

You, being the perfect little people pleaser, joyfully nodded your head. You turned to ask Momo if she could finish the rest on her own so you could help Kiri with whatever he needed, and she reluctantly agreed. Her eyes burned with resentment as you and Kiri happily walked off together. But, before you two left the room, Kirishima looked back at Bakugo once you weren't looking at him. The not-so-dense boy gave his friend a knowing look, a tiny smirk, and waved his hand for the blond to follow.

That was the moment that Bakugo decided that sharing you with this Kirishima maybe wasn't such a bad idea after all.

Skipping forward in time a little. It’s the Purge now.

As great of a team they would be, I think Bakugo's hubris has a very high chance of getting the better of him. While I don't think Kiri would provoke this in Baku, someone else very well could. Him losing his cool would give the other person just enough time to swoop in and take them all over again.

Who knows, maybe that's where Shoto comes in. He could irk Bakugo, pokes the bear with a stick, feeds his ego; IDK, but something along the lines of making Bakugo frustrated. While getting frustrated normally ups a human's guard, I think it actually lowers Bakugo's. Like, he'll get so in his own head that he'll forget the objective (keeping you for themselves until the Purge is over), and focus on fighting Shoto. He's so prideful that, even when he's a Yandere, I think that protecting that image of himself may even come before you. Which is saying a lot, since a normal Yandere's #1 goal is to get you to love them like they love you and to have you be by their side forever. I think that window of time where Bakugo gets lost in his own emotions is the perfect time for Shoto to strike.

He could even be the distraction. Maybe he and someone else are working together, and whoever is working with Shoto takes you away. 🤔

Again, it would be awesome for all of them to end of with you. The constant tossing around between person and person is just too tasty to resist. 🤤

Oh, well. Just spitballing! So many fun ideas~!

With Love,

Kraken 🐙

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rockstar au :) it’s not jeongyeony enough, but i did my best with the jeongmo! been thinking about them a lot lately...

deep in slumber and covered in a thin blanket, jeongyeon is the first thing momo sees when she wakes up. momo tries to get up, almost falling to the ground, dizzy, a victim of her own mistake of drinking recklessly the night before.

momo was angry early in the morning. she thinks about what brought her there in the first place — she was drunk and ended up at jeongyeon’s place. they weren’t talking to each other, and part of that was momo’s fault, but stubbornness prevented her to say the words that jeongyeon deserved to hear after dealing with momo’s maddening behavior the night before.

“fucking sorry,” momo huffs out to herself, putting on the belt, the last item missing of her clothes. she found it next to jeongyeon’s panties, on the ground. momo rolls her eyes, aware that she’d slept with jeongyeon again, after promising she wouldn’t do it a thousand times while she got drunk the other night. “you should be the one to say sorry.”

truthfully, momo knew jeongyeon didn’t want anything to change — their friendship had always been like an open relationship. they’d kiss, fight, sleep together, sleep with other people, and nothing would change. but that’s until jeongyeon met tzuyu, and then everything went down.

in momo’s mind, jeongyeon didn’t prioritize her anymore, because tzuyu came first. it wasn’t really like that — tzuyu had a busy schedule, whenever jeongyeon could spend time with her, she would. that didn’t mean she was ignoring momo or leaving her as a second option, like momo thought.

but then again, things had to be complicated between them. nothing was ever simple. momo didn’t like tzuyu and she wouldn’t be surprised if jeongyeon decided to put an end in their 'friends with benefits' arrangement for that girl.

despite knowing she’s being petty, momo leaves without saying goodbye after gathering her things.

“come here,” nayeon pulls jihyo to her lap. “it’s probably not making it to the album but it doesn’t matter. it’s for you.”

nayeon had insisted to bring jihyo to the studio. it was jihyo’s lunch time, she shouldn’t waste it, but nayeon wouldn’t give up until she got to show jihyo the song she’d written for her. the demo was still lacking of instruments, but nayeon’s voice, the guitar and her poor skills with audio editing did the trick.

“you made me come here to hear a song?” jihyo looks back questioningly, finding out that she’d been played with. nayeon told her it was something serious, and that she should meet with her as soon as possible. “im nayeon…”

“it’s worth it!” nayeon whines. she takes the headphones on the table, and before putting it on jihyo, she makes a promise. “it will be the best song you'll ever hear. and i, the love of your life, wrote it for you!”

“i should be having lunch. you tricked me,” jihyo groans. nayeon pecks her lips, apologetic, and then she presses the space bar on the keyboard to start the song.

nayeon is beyond proud of what she’s created. she wrote down the lyrics after jihyo took her back, and it feels like something that the band has been missing — something that carries their style but is cheerful, unlike their latest releases.

jihyo takes the headphones off as soon as the song is over.

“did you like it?” nayeon interrogates, eyes filled with expectation. she’d worked hard on that song, even going as far as producing the demo by herself, knowing it wouldn’t be the same if she had help from others.

“queen of hearts, huh…” jihyo shakes her head just slightly, opening a smile. “the way you wrote it made me feel like one of your groupies.”

“queen of your heart.” nayeon smiles widely, placing a kiss on jihyo’s shoulder. “but you’re kind of a groupie. you go to our concerts, buy our albums, you know everything about us… and i’m your bias, of course.”

as nayeon lists the reasons why jihyo could be in their fandom, jihyo bursts out laughing. she fixes herself on nayeon’s lap so that she was sitting sideways and wraps her arms around nayeon's neck.

“i only go to the concerts because my girlfriend and my best friend are there! and i don’t buy the albums, you give them to me. what’s funny is that they always come with your photocards…” jihyo squints when she mentions the fact that nayeon purposefully removed the other girls’ pictures and gave jihyo the ‘nayeon only’ version of the albums. “besides, my bias is momo.”

the way jihyo says it seems way too sincere, and nayeon’s grip on her waist tightens. the rockstar’s smile is suddenly gone and jihyo’s only gets bigger. as if it couldn't get any worse, nayeon’s heart sinks when jihyo grabs her phone and shows nayeon the photocard she’d recently acquired, under the clear case.

“what? why?! when did you get this? jihyo!” nayeon squeals, her face getting redder. jihyo really carried momo’s photocard around, and to make it worse, it was one of the rare ones.

“momo gave it to me.” jihyo chuckles, kissing nayeon’s flushed cheek softly. “are you mad?”

of course she was — nayeon was about to call momo and make a full interrogation to find out why she gave that to her girlfriend. little did she know that jihyo asked for it herself, not lying when she said momo was her favorite.

“you know what? i’ll delete this song. ask momo to write one for you,” nayeon mumbles grumpily, hands reaching the laptop on the table. “she’s the real queen of hearts.”

“oh, come on,” jihyo hugs her, affectionately, peppering kisses against nayeon’s cheek. even if nayeon was upset, she couldn’t resist it. “you are my queen of hearts… daddy.”

nayeon groans at the way jihyo calls her. “take it back or i will take more from you than just your lunch time.”

jihyo mashes her lips and looks at her watch. “i have ten minutes.”

just when nayeon gets up with jihyo on her lap, ready to place her on the table and remind jihyo that she was the only one capable of taming her, momo breaks into the studio.

“fuck,” nayeon curses, sitting back on the chair, jihyo settling back on her lap. “what are you doing here?!”

“i’m working.” momo says, as if it was the most obvious thing, and then looks at jihyo with a softer expression. “hey there, pretty girl. aren’t you supposed to be working?”

nayeon gasps. “you’re calling her ’pretty girl’ now?! momo, you-”

“i’ll see you later, baby,” jihyo interrupts her, before nayeon can say anything to momo. she then pecks nayeon’s lips, getting up from her lap. “behave.” she whispers that last part only for nayeon to hear.

the look on jihyo’s face is enough to make nayeon shrug, still frowning but she'd obey. jihyo greets momo and then leaves, the ten minutes she could’ve used getting something else from nayeon were now added to the time she had to buy lunch and go back to her office.

“you look upset,” nayeon says, intruding the closed room that momo could play the drums and be fully isolated. “wanna talk about it?”

momo thinks about jeongyeon, about the night she had spent with her, and she knows then that maybe she was overreacting and she shouldn't have just left. she was sober now, completely so, the annoying headache a proof of her hangover state, and only now she could think about her actions.

“not really.” momo sighs, holding the drumsticks. “it will go away.”

perhaps it wouldn’t and she was only lying to herself, but for now, momo thinks she will be fine. it’s not like she had never fought with jeongyeon before, and she refuses to believe that some new girl would just take jeongyeon away from her.

the days go by and jeongyeon still isn’t entirely sure about what has been happening with momo.

it’s almost time to get up on stage and jeongyeon knows that the hours they will spend there can be like hell if momo won’t talk to her. she’s used to playing around with them on stage, specially with momo, and receiving the cold shoulder was the worst part about having a fight with a bandmate.

from tzuyu:

wanna meet me after the show?

jeongyeon sees the notification as she’s making her own changes on her makeup, her phone buzzing on the counter. tzuyu was out of town, but she could make some time if jeongyeon said yes.

unfortunately, jeongyeon turns off her phone and tzuyu gets no replies. it was a fun game that constantly happened between them — jeongyeon would always make things harder, but tzuyu was a persistent person. one of them would eventually give up, and only then they’d meet again. the wait made everything much better.

“have you seen dahyunie? i have a problem!” sana whines, running to nayeon, barefoot. the soles of the pair of boots in her hands were nearly falling off.

jeongyeon watches as they leave, nayeon focused on solving sana’s problem, and then there was only her and momo in the room.

she locks the door and walks towards momo, not the smartest choice really, given the fact that they didn’t have much time before the show started.

“not gonna talk to me?” jeongyeon asks, sitting next to momo. momo’s eyes are on a clock hanging on the wall, the seconds passing by way too slowly, and now that jeongyeon approached her, she couldn’t run.

“there’s not much to talk,” momo crosses her arms. she looks at jeongyeon and regrets immediately. jeongyeon was always the prettiest when she was ready to get on stage, and it has always been a problem. momo could get easily distracted.

“you’re mad because i couldn’t go out with you,” jeongyeon says, straightforward as she’s always been. they didn’t have time to go around the subject. “i’ve already forgiven you for leaving me in the morning that day, but it would be nice if you talked to me.”

“we had a date,” momo huffs, finally letting her frustration out. “and you canceled it to go out with that… that…”

“i asked if we could go out on another day,” jeongyeon stops her, sighing when momo’s frown grows bigger. “we promised to be honest with each other. i’m fully transparent with you, but you need to be transparent with me too, mo. if you didn’t want us to cancel our date, you should’ve told me.”

momo let’s out a small ‘hmph’, looking away. she had always been like that — too stubborn to admit she was in the wrong, and sometimes it drove jeongyeon crazy.

“really?” jeongyeon sighs. momo shrugs in response, making jeongyeon raise an eyebrow. “what was that?”

“i’m ignoring you.” momo replies, looking away, jeongyeon’s pretty face no longer in sight.

“oh, are you?” jeongyeon coos, shooting a look at the clock. “five minutes should be enough. could you count for me?”

momo doesn’t really get what jeongyeon means by that until she feels her hands slipping under her skirt. it was one of the rare days she wore one, and it made it even easier for jeongyeon to take the shorts underneath off, the panties following them.

jeongyeon uses the short time wisely, getting on her knees quickly in front of momo, knowing her makeup could get messy but even if it did, she could pretend it was part of her look.

“so… annoying,” momo mutters under her breath, huffing when jeongyeon looks up and presses a soft kiss on her thigh. “i’m still ignoring you.”

“doesn’t look like you are,” jeongyeon laughs, bringing momo closer to the edge of the couch.

four.

jeongyeon has four more minutes left, and despite pretending she’s not enjoying it, momo keeps her eyes on the clock, reactive to jeongyeon's touches. she shivers when a hot, velvety surface touches her center, her body melting the moment jeongyeon starts.

three.

she wants to voice how much she hates that jeongyeon is smug, but her body betrays her, reacting to each and every touch of jeongyeon’s fingers and mouth, gushing all over jeongyeon’s tongue, biting back a moan when she feels two fingers sliding inside her.

if only jeongyeon had more time, she’d stop and admire how nice the pink looked on momo, both adorning her skin at the mere touch and her dripping core, waiting eagerly for what comes next.

momo whimpers when jeongyeon lives up to what she said, becoming hungrier, faster and increasingly rougher, showing momo the most effective way of dealing with her bratty behavior.

two.

“jeong, please!” momo gasps, thighs tightening against jeongyeon’s head, making her dive in truly, hardly able to move.

jeongyeon has always found it particularly interesting — how momo’s walls were easy to break. in less than three minutes, she made momo become a mess, chanting her name and asking for more, all because her fingers were deep inside her, hitting all the best spots, and momo couldn’t bear to have anything less than that.

one.

momo takes a hold of jeongyeon’s hair, desperately humping her face, selfishly searching for something that jeongyeon had already promised she’d give. she was really the prettiest little thing, and jeongyeon finds herself looking up only to see the shade of momo’s cheeks.

for momo’s luck, jeongyeon’s smug smile couldn’t come out when she was busy making her come. there’s a rush, jeongyeon’s fingers reach deeper and momo clenches, thighs quivering as the orgasm crashes through her body, right on time, making momo bite her own hand not to moan too loud.

“fuck, fuck, fuck,” momo cries out when jeongyeon fucks her through her high, voice muffled against her hand, legs shaking. when jeongyeon pulls away, her chin is glistening and all momo wants to do is pay back with just the same treatment, but their five minutes were already over. “that was a low move.”

“and you loved it,” jeongyeon pulls her fingers out, the way they glistened with momo’s slick a proof of her statement. she looks at the clock and smiles, entitled, knowing for sure that she made momo come in under five minutes. momo roll her eyes. “guess it’s time to go.”

“mhm. but you’re coming home with me after the show,” momo announces, seemingly not mad at jeongyeon anymore.

#drabble #nayeon #jeongyeon #momo #jihyo #nahyo #jeongmo #rockstar au #non rq #i had to sneak nahyo here i'm sorry

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