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sapphiewritesstuff · 1 year
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Miruko, Midnight, and Ms Joke with a chubby!reader
Warnings: not proofread, suggestive content,GN! reader,
Midnight
-I headcanon her as being chubby as well!
-She is the type of lady to constantly flirt with you, saying how sexy you are and how much she loves your body
-She gets too carried away and you have to be like "love please we are at work"
-She loves hugging you from behind and grabbing your tits/thighs/ass/whatever you have
-In short she loves you and your body (mostly you)
Ms Joke
-Ms Joke is an overly affectionate and mushy lover
-random hugs, "sweetcakes", all that stuff
-She is one to compliment your body as well
-If you are insecure about your body, she wouldn't notice at first. To her, you are perfect!
-When she does pick up on it, she'll smother you with so much love and tell lots of jokes until you genuinely smile.
Miruko
-She loves your belly and your thighs, she'll lay down on them whenever she returns from a long day of hero work
-Compliments you by telling you how strong your body is
-PICKS YOU UP!!! You cannot tell me that Miruko would not lift up her lover, because she absolutely would.
-Threatens to beat up anyone who gives you shit for anything
-Also an ass lover, she smacks your ass as you pass by
-She likes to have intimate, non-sexual, moments with you where she kisses you all over
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abellaheart-blog · 2 years
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My Hero Academia Various Female Pro Heroes x Reader
Receiving Gifts From Their Significant Other
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Author Note: Reader is Gender Neutral. These are headcanons with their reactions to variations of gifts. Reblogs are appreciated as are comments, have a wonderful day.
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Midnight 🖤🌫Nemuri Kayama
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Chocolate or Sweet Treat
This woman loves chocolates, her favorite is dark chocolate. Her favorite treat would be chocolate covered strawberries
She’s so grateful receiving chocolates of any sort from you.
“My sweetie is treating their girl today. How sweet..” She purrs in your ears.
Assorted chocolates and candy bars are nice, she doesn’t get to eat them much since she watches what she eats
However if you gift her chocolate dipped strawberries she knows your exact intentions. She’s flirting it up with you, kissing your neck, giving love bites, nipping your ears. She’s dragging you away somewhere private for some fun
Flowers
Midnight adores roses. She’s a particular fan of black and red roses
She will look beyond happy seeing you with a bouquet or vase of her favorite flowers. She’ll begin blushing since it’s so thoughtful
She’ll kiss your cheek in gratitude
“So sweet. Thank you, thank you!” She’ll say between her kisses for you. She ends it with a little smooch on your lips.
Bracelets or Rings
You’re gifting her jewelry and this is one fire way to earn more flirting affections from her. She’ll sit on your lap and kindly thank you with a hidden seductive tone. If you’re not sitting she’ll pull you by the collar and give you a kiss
She adores bracelets since she loves wearing them with dresses. Nemuri likes to accessorize so it’s a nice gift.
Rings are also a thoughtful gift since she adores them as well. She likes any type of ring. She’ll proudly wear it when she’s not doing hero work.
“It’s so pretty I love it!”
Handcuffs & Whips
These gifts require you to present them to her privately. She’s a teacher/pro hero after all.
Upon opening the gift, her signature seductive smile is given to you
Nemuri loves punishing her pet. She’ll want to try the gift on you immediately.
Handcuffs will lead to her straddling your hips or her handcuffing you to the nearest bedposts or chair.
Nana Shimura 💙💥
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Chocolate or Sweet Treat
Another chocolate lover and of sweets in general. She loves milk chocolate. Her favorite is her childhood candy bar or a slice of cake (Funfetti, Chocolate, Caramel, Vanilla, or Strawberry Shortcake)
She has a strict diet but she’ll treat herself once in a while. When you surprise her with her favorite candy bar from her childhood she is elated
She will kiss your forehead or cheek and give you the cutest smile
“For me? You’re so thoughtful! Thank you, honey.”
If you gift her a slice of cake she’s ever so grateful because she had a long day of hero work or she’ll save it for later after she’s done with work for the day.
She will enjoy every bite and promises you so. She’ll ask you on a date and hopes your schedule is free since she wants to spend time with you. She’s hoping for cuddles too
“I absolutely love cake, thank you! Would you like to eat out at a café sometime this week?”
Flowers
She adores flowers. Her favorites are daisies, sunflowers, and poppies
A bouquet or vase of her favorite flowers give you the biggest smile you’ll ever see. Her eyes light up and she’s blushing
She’ll give you a kiss in gratitude
“They’re... beautiful. Thank you for the flowers I’ll take good care of them.”
Earrings
She’s not one for jewelry but she does enjoy earrings
When you give her earrings she is beaming since she can’t wait to show them off
She won’t be able to wear earrings that are long or hang since she is often busy working but she will try to wear them as often as she can
“You got me earrings?! These are super cute!”
Exercise Equipment
This woman is big on fitness. She spends time exercising in the morning after breakfast.
When you gift her fitness equipment she’s very excited. She can’t wait to try it out. She’s always finding different ways to incorporate them to her routine.
Shimura will immediately try it, unless it’s too big and needs time to set it up. It will get good use and she’s forever grateful.
You’re given a big strong bear hug from her
“This was so thoughtful I’ll be sure to use it as much as possible! I can’t wait to exercise later!”
Mirko 🖤🐰 Rumi Usagiyama
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Chocolate or Sweet Treat
She doesn’t mind chocolates but they’re not her favorite (she eats a lot of chocolate protein shakes). If she had to choose, sweetened dark chocolate would be most favorable. She’ll be grateful to any treat you decide to buy her but her favorite would be frozen yogurt or carrot cake
Chocolates given to her will earn you head pats from her and a flirting comment. She’s very amused and wants to give you affection
“I didn’t realize I’d get chocolate from my sweetheart, I’ll have to give you something else in return.” She’ll wink, pulling you toward her.
If you get her frozen yogurt she’s very happy about it. The larger the serving, the better. She’s got a big appetite.
You’ll be treated like royalty by her. She’s praising you and wanting to pamper you
If you give her carrot cake she is especially happy. She hums with delight at every bite. Her ears twitch happily.
She’s thanking you and holding your hand while she eats the cake
“You cutie! I’ve been wanting carrot cake this week too! You know me so well.”
Flowers
She thinks flowers are a sweet gift. She’s never been given flowers aside from her parents. She thinks it’s cute of you to buy them for her.
Her favorites are lily’s, primroses or snapdragons. They remind her of meadows and the smells are very relaxing
Rumi lifts you up and smashes her lips on yours in thanks
“I know it’s what you wanted.” She’ll chuckle giving you flirting red eyes.
Necklaces or Chokers
Rumi will only wear necklaces or choker necklaces with some of her outfits. She’s not girly but she’ll accessorize when she’s feeling up for it
She’ll treat your necklaces like treasures. They’re taken care of more so than her other property
Chokers go well with a lot of her looks and necklaces are nice for the times she isn’t feeling sweat pants or gym clothes
Rumi admires all the necklaces you’ve given her and every time she tells you how thankful she is. Her ears twitch joyously as she observes the jewelry you gift her.
Kitchen Supplies
She loves cooking and trying new healthy meals. Since she has a ridiculously strict diet she’s always finding new recipes to try. It’s a nice pass time of hers to cook.
It doesn’t matter what type of cooking equipment you give her. She’ll gladly put it to use.
She realizes how well you know her from the gift. She laughs and now she’d like to cook with you or cook you a meal
She’ll plant kisses all over your face
“I shouldn’t be surprised you thought to buy this for me, thank you very much, cutie pie."
Ms. Joke 🧡🤡 Emi Fukukado 
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Chocolate or Sweet Treat
She adores chocolate but her favorite would have to be white chocolates. Her favorite sweet treat would have to be pie. Chocolate, cherry, and any cream pie are her favorites.
If you give her a candy bar or assorted white chocolates she'll thank you and make a joke about you proposing to her next
If you give her a whole pie she might use the opportunity to prank someone with it for a laugh
When you get her a slice of pie she'll get some of the cream on your nose or forehead. She is very grateful for the pie, she'll crack a joke and flirt with you.
"If I didn't know any better you're wanting brownie points. You sure you don't plan to propose? ..Ha! I'm joking! So want to kiss?"
Flowers
Her favorite flowers are daffodils and tulips. She loves receiving flowers from you. Its a wonderful gift
She enjoys smelling them then making a pick up line
"So does this mean we are going steady because I'm thinking we must if we already weren't"
Pendants or Earrings
She admires your jewelry related gifts with a huge smile. She'll be surprised by it and thank you very much. She's squeezing you in a hug and kissing your cheek
She thinks pendants look amazing and will compliment your taste
Ms. Joke thinks any type of earrings you give her are nice. She's a particular fan of studs and any goofy kinds
"You're so thoughtful and generous. Thanks, baby!"
Whoopie Cushions or Prankster Books
It doesn't come as a surprise she has endless books about pranks or jokes. She finds them very amusing and would like trying them on others especially Eraser head.
She doesn't mind other items for pranks but a good whoopie cushion is a classic in her book. She'll use them on students and children alike, they're put into good use.
"For me..? Thank you! Wanna make out?... Kidding! Unless you'd like to later that is." She giggles loving how she can make you blush or smile
Ryukyu ❤️🐲 Ryuko Tatsuma
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Chocolate or Sweet Treat
She loves tiramisu or macaroons. She doesn't mind chocolate but prefers dark chocolate. Chocolate bars or assorted chocolates are appreciated.
When you present her with tiramisu she's delighted. She'll kiss your forehead for such a thoughtful gift.
"Trust me when I say I need this."
Gifting her Macaroons is yet another thoughtful gift. She will give you a beautiful smile and a thank you. She'll kiss your cheek in appreciation.
"Delicious I look forward to eating these later. I'll be sure to think of you." Later on you'll receive messages of love and appreciation from her.
Flowers
Her favorites are jasmines and orchids. She'll think you gifting her flowers is a bit romantic.
She'll be stunned at first but she's loving it
Gifting her, her favorite flowers make her blush
"For me? They're nice.. I'm speechless." She's smiling
Armlets or Anklets
She adores jewelry and wears them whenever she's not on hero duty. She's a particular fan of anklets and armlets. They go well with her dresses
Her eyes light up when you gift her jewelry, she'll immediately thank you
Giving her anklets and armlets automatically earns you a kiss from her
"Thank you, darling." She's smiling ear to ear.
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tobegiggledat · 1 year
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To the One I Greatly Cherish
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18+ CONTENT AHEAD MDNI
✦pairings: Nemuri Kayama (Midnight) x afab!reader, Emi Fukukado (Ms. Joke) x afab!reader
✦word count: 4.7k (this part only), 9.4k (total)
✦summary: A series of anonymous love letters fill your inbox days before the world's most notable romantic holiday, but who could possibly be your secret admirer? Will you be able to find out their identity in time for Valentine's Day?
✦warnings: slight angst, guilt, kissing, massages, mutual fingering, oral sex, clit-leashing, vaginal sex, dildos, praise, begging, pet names (angel)
✦a/n: A special fic for the folks that only got love from fictional characters this year (me)
This fic has different endings depending on who you think wrote the letters (you’ll have to choose a link at the bottom), but I’d recommend reading both for the full context.
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To the one I greatly cherish,
If you’re captivating eyes manage to stumble upon this message, then you must know how often you cross my mind.
And how there isn't a breath I take that isn't fueled by my desire to be with you one day.
Even from a distance, your presence will continue to consume me, although I'm afraid you won't understand.
Longing for you always,
Your Secret Admirer
It’s only been a day since you’ve discovered that someone wants to pursue you from afar.
The first message from this unknown sender was delivered with an eye-catching header to your school email address, one which you clicked with an urgency, zipping across the romantic lines before your cursor could keep up with you. The thought of it still sends a fresh rush of warm fervor through your system at the possibility of who it may be.
When was the last time someone yearned for you, let alone expressed it in such a heartfelt way?
A blaring bell chimes to interrupt your reminiscence. It's a signal for another day's work at U.A. High School, and as the Heroics Department’s Journalism teacher you mustn’t spend your time idly.
Dozens of students flock to their seats, some bright-eyed and eager to learn, while others give distant, dull gazes you’re certain wouldn’t falter even if the sky were to somehow collapse into your very classroom.
No matter, you’ll teach the subject with utmost enthusiasm as it’s one you’ve been passionate about since youth. Many of your teenage years were spent gathering first hand sources on heroic symbolism, the faults/benefits of quirk regulation, and more. You managed to garner a following for yourself on all socials—though whether you’re a good journalist or not has always been…up for debate.
Today’s lesson goes by swiftly, with you discussing privacy rights and the importance of examining a source’s background and potential interests. It's a lesson you could've used many years ago, nonetheless, you believe you'll shape your students into promising reporters even as you grow from your past mishaps.
The next period gives you an opportunity to collect your thoughts; an empty classroom makes for an empty mind, although your fingers itch to finally text your best friend about the whole “secret admirer” ordeal.
You: Gained a potential love interest today👀
Emi: Right, and it's not that one loser from the bar again is it?
You: Hmm, maybe. They're a secret admirer after all
Emi: So, secretly the loser from the bar?
You: I’d hope not, but the secret part does make that sound a bit more alluring.
You: Let's grab coffee later so I can tell you more.
Your phone slides from your hands and onto the desk in exchange for the stack of papers you were meant to grade. Your pointy, red pen taps against your bottom lip as you scan over the neat arrangement of letters at the top of the stack, checking and ticking along the margins then repeating this for the next page or until class ends.
The lunch bell inevitably releases you from your dreary task, and you're quick to align the correct stacks in their designated corners before gathering your lunch box and taking off toward your usual secluded spot.
Students line the walls in minimally chaotic rows, something you've come to appreciate as order is always upheld in U.A. despite how small.
You turn the corner into an empty hall, but your heart plunges into your ass upon looking to the very end of it to discover the long, violet strands and crimson lenses of Nemuri Kayama.
In an instant, you think to escape before she makes out your presence, but just when you turn on your heels to do so she gives you a condescending smirk while raising a palm to give a curt wave.
The controversy of your past always seems to linger.
“Afternoon, Kayama”, you keep your introduction brief upon clashing with her stark center amidst the path.
“Professor Kayama”, she corrects snobbishly. “Remember, this is a school environment, not one of your trashy articles.” Her shapely brows frown as she grits her teeth.
You give her a faux grin to appease her ridiculous standards of professionalism. “Trashy or blunt truths you chose to avoid?”
Her eyes nearly roll back into their sockets. “If you're the source of truth, then maybe the world is too incapable to seek it themselves.” Kayama whips her hair away with a pale hand, the click-clack of her heels echoing against the tile as she storms off.
You're just glad the whole thing is over with.
You stumble upon your destination; a quiet gated area outside the back of the school. The trees around it are ample of life, leaving shadowy freckles of shade across your skin as you sit beneath its thick heads of leaves.
Your head turns to and fro while you attempt to spot the signature dark wardrobe of your occasional accompanier, but it seems he hasn't arrived today.
Besides you and Aizawa, no one else has noticed this area's unusual privacy, but it makes things all the more peaceful.
You chow down on leftovers from yesterday's dinner then depart to begin teaching the last two classes; stringing together repetitions from the lesson earlier except with more exaggeration on the privacy aspect.
You head out to meet Emi minutes before the final bell rings, giving your class an early dismissal as long as they agree to go about it quietly.
You've known Emi since high school, although you ultimately decided to teach at U.A. for more newsgathering opportunities. Emi never lets you hear the end of it as she jokingly calls you the traitor of Ketsubutsu whenever you'd mention your experiences there.
While you weren't in the heroics program back when you were a student, you made notable achievements as an intern for a national website by investigating scandals of corrupt heroes and crafting opinion pieces on the ethics of hero society.
You met Emi at the beginning of your first-year orientation, with the two of you sitting beside each other at the assembly hall, playing off of each other's jokes in whispers and concealed giggles to keep yourselves entertained.
You could never bring yourself to admit that she's the funniest of the two of you, but you've always spoken of how you admire her approach to heroism as she brings smiles to civilian's faces even without the use of her quirk.
Sweet aromas of vanilla and herbs waft through the coffee shop air, with dim lights illuminating the rustic interior and dark wooden tables placed in all corners.
Emi’s seated near the end of the cafe and has already ordered you and her drinks. You make your way to her table, teeth gleaming and eyes bright while meeting her own eager, chartreuse ones.
“Hey, what’s the news?”Emi chirps, sliding a cup to your end of the table.
You hold the drink firmly before releasing a small sigh. “Not much to tell. I still don’t have the slightest clue as to who they might be.”
“I’m excited!” Her smile grows wider as she twists side to side with glee. “What’ll you do once you find out?”
“Probably marry them or something. I mean, no one has ever gone through this much effort for me”, you jape despite the depressing reality of your words, then take a sip of your drink, savoring the familiar flavors with each gulp.
She puckers her lips to give a playful pout. “Does this mean you’ll replace me?” She asks with fake weariness. “Does what we have mean so little to you?”
You reassure her teasingly, “Don’t worry, I’ll marry you next if things don’t work out this time.”
She taps her lips with her straw as if considering. “With such a good offer, I’m not sure if I want to help you with this anymore.”
“Oh, come on, Emi. You know I’ll always love you.”
“Fine, fine. I’ll help you”, she relents. “Maybe you should try picking a person close to you and observing them.”
“Hmm…funnily enough, I’m not that close to any of my coworkers. It’s weird I received a love letter through my school email at all.” You reach down to take another hefty sip.
“But there’s gotta be someone you know at least a little more than the others.”
You take a moment to ponder. “Sometimes, I sit with Aizawa during lunch, although we don’t talk often so we just enjoy each other’s silences.”
Emi’s brows raise noticeably. “Yikes…if anything I’d think he’s your least likely candidate.”
“I know, but there aren’t many options to choose from. Kayama hates me, I hardly get a chance to speak to Mic or Vlad outside of meetings, and All Might is…All Might.”
“Well, if Aizawa is your best bet there shouldn’t be harm in looking into him anyways, right?”
“Yeah, I guess so...”
You and Emi’s talk concludes with exchanged hugs before you take your train home, contemplating Emi’s suggestion and how to go about your approach.
When you arrive, you hastily discard your work clothes before putting on something more comfortable and lounging on your bed to reread the email you received.
Is this really something Aizawa would write, you hesitantly contemplate to yourself, scanning over the flowery words and recoiling at the idea of him putting them together—you ultimately decide it’s tomorrow's problem.
✦✦✦ ✦✦✦
To the one I greatly cherish,
I hope you’re pleased reading my messages as much as I am while writing them.
As the time passes, I find my days to be progressively trivial without you.
My most profitable successes are worthless as they’re void of your companionship. My biggest fear overlaps with my inability to have you.
Will we ever be united? It’s up to fate to decide.
Continuing to be blessed by you,
Your Secret Admirer
Today’s letter creates new waves of violent jitters along your spine, coupling with the preexisting dread that’s already palpitating through your system at the thought of approaching Aizawa about it.
You’re unsure how you’d feel if you found out he truly had feelings for you, and while you told Emi you’d probably reciprocate them, you can’t say that for certain.
You've grown to respect Aizawa to some degree after investigating his days as the underground hero, Eraserhead, but nothing more as of yet.
Only time will tell, for now you’d just like to get to the bottom of who’s been plotting to romance you, once and for all.
The lunch bell eventually stirs to life, and with your steeled resolve, you hurriedly pace along the halls, toward the back of the school.
The dark blue doors feel heavy against your palms as you press on them to finally arrive at the shaded area. Its lulling atmosphere is as undisturbed as you expected, you spot Aizawa’s rugged form on a bench, faced away and gazing at the limited scenery of the campus.
“Hey, is it okay if I sit here?” You ask upon approaching him while awkwardly hovering outside his range of sight.
He nods slightly but makes no effort to turn your direction.
You take a seat beside him, picking at the prints of your fingers to occupy yourself and the silence. “It’s beautiful weather for February, isn’t it? I honestly expected a little more snow”, you finally attempt to break the tension.
He hums softly in agreement but nothing more.
“Valentine’s day is right around the corner, but I’m not one to usually celebrate it”, you pause, clenching your peeling fingers into a snug fist. “What about you—”
“You’re awfully chatty today”, Aizawa interrupts, his voice gruff with irritation as his hands hook along the sides of his scarf.
Your words are nearly caught on your tongue. “I’m sorry?”
“If this is for one of your news columns or something, I have no interest in gossiping.”
You sneer, turning fully to face him, but only his stoic, disinterested profile can be seen. “That’s not my field of work and you know it. Haven’t you read any of my reports?”
“Possibly, but it’s not like I’d remember those kinds of things.”
Ouch.
“Whatever, it’s nothing. Sorry to have bothered you.” You defeatedly rise from your seat, throat and eyes stinging from the heat that grows with each step you take toward the door.
This isn’t the first time your work has been reduced to pandering nonsense, but for some reason it hurts way more than usual.
“Fuck”, you mutter quietly, sniffling away in the nearest bathroom stall as you try to collect yourself.
Has it really been that long since you’ve written something that deconstructed the masses view on heroics? You must’ve grown too complacent at this school—in fact, this is where it all went wrong.
Choosing to become a teacher instead of risking your comfort to uncover hidden truths wasn’t what you initially planned.
But is it so wrong to change paths even when your prior choice was deemed more impactful?
Is it so wrong to write proposals about a hopeful, nonexistent future than to expose more darkness of a knowingly ineffective society? You’ve long realized the corruption runs deeper than you ever could’ve hoped to shed light on. You journal about the new era of quirks, searching for an ability that’ll make the old way of things seem outdated.
Is that too foolish to look forward to?
Your phone vibrates along your clothes’ seams, and you swiftly remove it from your pocket as you swipe away the last of your tears.
Emi: Soo, is Aizawa dying to be with you or what???
A small smile creeps up your cheeks at her overwhelming interest.
You: Nope. It was a complete shut down.
Emi: It’s okay. I’ve been there too, Aizawa’s tough.❤️
A hefty exhale escapes you before you finally make yourself presentable enough to return to your classroom and finish teaching for the rest of the day.
Once classes end, Mic summons all of the heroics teachers into the teacher’s lounge to invite everyone out for drinks in celebration of his podcast’s growing success.
You: I was invited to go to a club with my coworkers tomorrow night, should I go?
Emi: Yes!! How else will you find your true love?!
You: Yeah, but with Aizawa and Kayama it'll be awkward :(
Emi: Aizawa doesn't go out on school days so you should be down at least one problem
You: Fair enough, I’ll just try to avoid Kayama the whole night🥲
Now, the only thing left to do is prepare yourself for another long day of hardships…
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To the one I greatly cherish,
Come find me on Valentine’s Day so that I'll be rightfully yours. Let your heart guide you to the correct choice if you feel the same as I.
Thinking of you fondly,
Your Secret Admirer
Unlike the emails from before, today's love letter arrives a half hour after school ends rather than before it starts, and is much briefer in length.
You’re expected to somehow discover the identity of your admirer within a few days and without much to go off of.
It’s almost like they never wanted to be discovered in the first place.
Sharp pin-pricks zip through palms and into your twitching fingertips as the nervous chill that’s pervaded your body attempts to find an outlet through your skin.
If only they knew their longing is being reciprocated…
You aid your shudders with disordered breaths, mentally counting each dry pant before drafting a text to update Emi on the state of your situation.
To pass the time before meeting with your coworkers and to get your mind off the whole letter ordeal, you spend the rest of the evening formulating your lesson plans for the next week.
It’s tedious but necessary work as you ultimately decide on journalism ethics and informed opinions for the topics.
Emi still hasn’t responded to your texts since before classes ended, although you know she’ll want you to persist with going out anyways.
Nighttime arrives and you promptly put together a casual yet tasteful look then exit your home with the weight of the world seemingly trapped in your chest. The ride there is even more disorienting with clammy passengers cramming all corners of the train and bracing themselves for each turn with the lack of space.
Luckily, the trip is short as you find yourself standing before the glowing green lights of the club’s name etched in neon, with purple hues also trailing the rim of it and leading down to the snowy glass doors.
You tug at the elongated handles, breath caught in your throat as you take your first steps toward the source of your unease.
Ambient music sweeps through your ears, its vibrations jolting enough to stir the hairs on your skin and rattle the depths of your bones. Your eyes drift across the arrangement of floundering civilians to spot the bright yellow of Mic’s hair as he’s seated on a stool closest to the front of the bar.
His hands flail outwardly to make exuberant gestures while he speaks to a hooded man beside him. Kayama also sits near Mic, slender fingers cupped around a glass with a salted rim and lemon. Her glossy lips meet the edge of it as her gaze passes between Mic and the unfamiliar man as they speak.
How long will you continue to watch from a distance?
Your hands cup the sides of your arms for comfort—but suddenly, as if Kayama could feel the force of your stare, her intense blue irises spot you in her periphery before promptly shifting away.
Your body moves backward mechanically to leave until you feel your phone chime against you.
Call me, the message from Emi reads, and you take off toward a dark, empty hallway at the end of the club to do just that.
Thankfully, the area is quiet and private enough for you to make the call.
“Hey, have you reached the bar yet?” Emi cheerfully answers after the first ring.
You press the phone tightly to your ear. “Yeah, but I’m not sure if I can do this anymore. I feel so out of place here”, your voice drifts as you speak, tone shaky and uncertain.
“I get what you mean. It must be exhausting to perform in front of people you’re not really familiar with.”
“Right. I just never expected having a secret admirer to be so…stressful.” Your head falls back against the wall as you shut your eyes gently. “How will I ever find out who they are if they never plan to reveal themselves?”
“I’m not sure, but if you really want to find out this may be your only chance.”
“Yeah, then I should probably get back to it... Thanks, Emi.” You take a last sigh of relief before reluctantly hanging up to go back to the rest of the group.
As you turn the corner to retreat, a dizzying force crashes into you and sends your heels tumbling backward, scrambling for a tidbit of balance.
Before an apology could form on your tongue, you recognize the passerby as no one other than Kayama and begin to pull yourself away.
“ ‘m sorry, just came to check up on you”, Kayama’s words are slightly slurred as she speaks. She clumsily swipes her purple wisps from her deeply stained cheeks. Her eyes are glassy, pupils blown as they examine you with an intrigue you’ve never witnessed from her.
“Are you drunk?” You ask hesitantly, but she only blinks at you slowly.
“Just tipsy, but come on.” Her hand locks around your wrist as she pulls you along the halls to lead you back to the bar, and for some reason you don’t pull away. You opt to be dictated by her impulse despite the conflict that’s always existed between you.
Mic and the stranger have gone off somewhere by the time you both return. Kayama pulls herself to the counter and orders another round of shots after awkwardly pointing along the lengthy menu provided to her.
Three clear glasses are slid in front of you with a smirk passing over Kayama’s lips.
You question if her actions are a drunken whim or a genuine attempt to mend your strained dynamic, but you don’t think it matters much.
This’ll make things easier, right?
Fuck it. You gulp down all three shots consecutively, jaw tightening as the burning liquid courses down your throat and through your chest. Heat seeps into your nerves while the alcohol begins to conquer your judgment.
Kayama’s smile grows wider, a giddy hum passing through her lips. “Let’s have some fun!” She redirects you once more, except to the dance floor as the next song begins to play.
Her body begins to sway delicately to the thrums of each beat, a series of synchronized yet hypnotic movements possessing her limbs as her piercing eyes remain on yours.
She shuffles a little closer then places a soft palm on your shoulder, trailing down along your sleeves then grasping your hand again tightly. She twirls away on the tips of her feet, free hand extended outward, before pulling into you and pressing her back firmly against your chest, while her hips curve into your own.
As quickly as she spins into you, she turns back to face you with her features no more than a breath away from yours. She stills for a moment, quietly taking in each ridge across your cheeks and the delicate shape of your lips.
“You’re really hot, y’know that?” She speaks tenderly against you, although there’s an underlying sadness as she utters it, one her facial expression seems to mimic as well.
“Buut…I still haven’t forgiven you”, she winks without any trace of her earlier gloom present. The heat of her closeness disappears to leave you cold and aching as she turns away to leave the club without another word.
Her words still echo across your synapses while the clarity of her silhouette slowly fades until gone completely.
You've wronged her but have yet to atone even though the guilt of your actions continue to fester and swell in your chest to engrave rotten, pus-filled holes in the walls of your heart. It oozes and drips into your veins as it spoils you, body and mind.
Would she ever accept your pleas of forgiveness if you were to give them to her? Does she too believe that the tight-walk around the conversation has gone on for too long?
You anxiously text Emi on the way home.
You: I think I may have found my secret admirer
Maybe the letters were a ruse to finally address things once and for all…
✦✦✦ ✦✦✦
The very next morning Emi sends a message to your school email.
Hey
No service right now but email me back if you need anything :)
Emi
A wave of relief washes over you now that you’ve been given the reasoning for Emi’s lack of responses.
You’re eager to give her more juicy details on your valentine, but you’d rather discuss with her in person once classes end.
Today is a typical Friday, with students excitedly whispering discussions of their weekend plans, and teachers assigning the appropriate amount of coursework for the next two days off.
Despite the upcoming weekend, you won’t be at ease as Valentine’s Day will be on the approaching Monday and you’re still dissatisfied with your “investigation”.
You’ve yet to see Midnight, even after intentionally passing her classroom, but other than that classes go by swimmingly.
Emi receives your email begging her to let you come over to her apartment so that the two of you can chat and she obliges.
Still dressed in your work attire, you give a few taps on the beige door to Emi’s apartment, which opens the moment your knuckles retreat from its smooth wood.
"Hey, come on in”, Emi greets, swiftly turning so that you'd follow her into her lavish living room, adorned with patterned wallpaper and two lime-green suede sofas at the center.
She sits on the farthest end of one of the couches and you join right beside her. The small coffee table before you is already decorated with snacks and drinks, you smile at the thought of having another movie night or sleepover with her.
“So tell me about it already”, Emi says, eyes wide and fingers clasped together as if she’s pleading.
“Emi, you're not going to believe me when I tell you who it is”, you begin as you reach passively for a bottle of water to occupy your hands.
She gasps. “No way, is it Kayama?”
You nod with a smug grin. “I think so, but I'm not one-hundred percent sure yet.”
“What makes you think it's her? She totally hates you.”
“That's what I thought too, until she started dancing with me at the club the other night.”
Emi claps her palms over her mouth as you continue, her emerald brows nearly touching the soft hairs of her hairline.
“We were both a bit drunk but I still think it was odd she tried to initiate anything with me at all.”
“Did you get a chance to talk with Mic or the others?” Emi asks with undeviating attention.
“No, not once. I doubt they had anything to do with this otherwise they would've made an attempt to reach out to me.” You focus on the feeling of the cool condensation on your fingers as you speak, rolling the thin plastic bottle between each hand.
Emi hums in agreement. “Good point. And going by the emails, this person must really-really like you. They're not just someone who passed you by and thought you were cute.”
“Yeah, putting it that way means Midnight is the only one I’ve had a history with, even though we’ve…drifted apart.” You let out a deep sigh before finally taking a few gulps of water. “Emi, things would’ve been so much easier if you were the one behind this.” Your pouty eyes meet hers, and for a second her expression is unreadable.
“What if I actually was?” She asks softly, but her features are stern as she awaits your reply. Her body unconsciously shifts closer to you while yours goes rigid.
“You mean, you’re my secret admirer?”
“Mhmm.” Her stare slowly trails to your lips and lingers there for what feels like an eternity.
You swear your cheeks are searing to the touch as warmth spreads beneath your skin from the intensity of her look.
“I’m just kidding!” Emi suddenly beams then playfully taps your shoulder. “You should’ve seen the look on your face.”
“Don’t joke like that Emi. My heart was racing.” You can’t bring yourself to look her in the eyes.
“Good, that means you’ve fallen for me.”
Shortly after talking with Emi, she puts on a romcom that she's been wanting to see for ages, but you can hardly pay any attention to it.
Are you overthinking what she said earlier?
It feels like you’ve known Emi forever, but it’s still hard to tell when she’s being serious at times.
Maybe you shouldn’t brush off the possibility of there being some truth to what she suggested, after all, she could’ve easily sent you those emails at any moment.
You decide not to sleepover at Emi’s house that night due to the unusual nervousness that accompanies you at the thought of sharing a bed with her.
Under the comfort of your duvet, you look into the pitch-black darkness of your room, silently meditating on what you’ve gathered while looking into your admirer's identity.
You vividly recall Kayama’s fleeting interest in spending time with you and how it correlates with the sudden letters. Do her feelings for you remain despite all that’s happened?
You also begin to ruminate the feel of Emi’s harsh stare as she spoke with you earlier. When she entertained your misled thoughts about the emails, was it merely façade?
After deliberating, only one conclusion seems most sensical to you. The orchestrator of it all has to be
Emi ✦ Kayama
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Can I ask for midnight and ms jokes (my underrated bbg) nsfw headcannons
Yes you can ask for that. I’m going to do some other Pro Heroes too if that’s alright with you. 😅 (I’m gonna put this post as day 11 of my 100 followers event bc I need to stop procrastinating)
MHA: Pro Heroes NSFW Headcannons
100 Followers Event: Day 11/31
(Warning: NSFW Content Below)
(Characters Included- Midnight, Aizawa, Present Mic, Ms. Joke)
Nemuri Kayama (Midnight)
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- I feel like this one would be self explanatory. Midnight is definitely a sadistic person AND a dominatrix.
- She has an extreme amount of kinks.
- Some of her favorite kinks are bondage play and role play (specifically the ones where she’s the predator and you’re the prey).
- She’s a little bit of a masochist.
- Loves it a lot when you put deep and long scratches on her back.
- Definitely will use whips, chains, and other sorts of bondage on you.
Shota Aizawa (Eraserhead)
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- Obviously he is lazy during sex.
- Majority of the time you just ride him, while he’s laying down on the bed ready to fill your ass up with his cum.
- If he wants to put a little more energy into sex then he will bend you over on the edge of the bed and fuck you from behind.
- Loves it when you sit on his lap.
- He is probably a ass guy, doesn’t mind tits though.
Hizashi Yamada (Present Mic)
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- He loves oral, receiving or giving, it doesn’t matter but he does prefer to give to you.
- This man can get drunk off of your pussy or dick.
- He has a big hair pulling kink. Loves his hair being pulled and loves pulling your hair while you’re sucking his dick.
- He is loud as hell, like you need to get sound proof walls if you don’t want anyone around you to hear.
- He also really loves your voice and all the sounds that comes out of it.
Emi Fukukado (Ms. Joke)
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- Ms. Joke wouldn’t be very serious during sex, it would most likely be the playful type of sex.
- But she does has her times that she gets serious.
- For example, she will have you sit on her lap when she has her strap on, and she will have you slowly ride it. While this is happening she gets very close to your ear and whispers about an amazing future with you.
- She loves it when you praise her, but she also loves it when you surprise her and throw a bit of degrading words with the praise.
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burned-out-match · 9 months
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masterlist :3
(plus a bit of blog nav... hi! i'm match. i write random simp-enabling content. i post when i want to. no schedule. send an ask if you want to. just don't send nsfw stuff plz. i try to keep my blog minor-friendly (no explicit content) but some things are suggestive, so keep that in mind. happy scrolling, and happy simping.)
MHA!!
shiggy being in love
dabi and shigaraki’s ideal types lol
hawks, shiggy with a short s/o
hawks, shiggy, aizawa with an insecure s/o
hawk’s and aizawa’s ideal types
domestic! hawks
hawks mating for life??
aizawa and hawks as dads!
shiggy with a mentally ill s/o
if shigaraki had a different childhood...
shigaraki redemption arc?
endeavor thoughts
bakugou, shiggy, shoto being jealous
shiggy, aizawa, hawks with a flirtatious s/o
bakugou and todoroki hearing you gush over them
toga, shinsou, tamaki with an s/o who has a shrinking quirk
shinsou, bakugou, kiri with an s/o who snaps
hawks with an oblivious s/o
kiri, bakugou, izuku with a chubby s/o!!
shinsou, ms. joke, toga with a stuttering s/o
bakugou with a pregnant partner
shinsou, aizawa, monoma with an avid reader! s/o
toga, shinsou, denki with an s/o with glasses
momo and ochako with an s/o with an opposite quirk
aizawa meeting a motherly s/o
bakugou, kiri, shoto with a twin sister
hawks after an argument and breakup
present mic, aizawa, midnight with an s/o with long hair
dabi, shinsou, miruko with an s/o who loves the rain
shinsou, denki, tamaki genderbent
shinsou, bakugou, tsu with a mega quirk s/o
toga, bakugou, dabi when u fart
shigaraki, bakugou, shoto when you ask for a kith
shinsou with a lying s/o
hawks, aizawa, shinsou with a writer s/o
tsu, shinsou, uraraka holding hands
tsu on a swimming date
mina and jirou with a singer
kiri, iida, all might as boyfrens
hawks in a relationship
hawks with an owl quirk s/o
bubble tea date with denki, shinsou, mina
hawks, bakugou, dabi when their s/o opens up
monoma with a pained s/o
shinsou, monoma, kuroiro with a shadow quirk s/o
all might fluff
midnight and mic with a villain s/o
bakugou, denki, shinsou when their s/o visits from the future
more hawks relationship fluff
hawks breakup angst
shigaraki and hawks with a singer
aizawa, shinsou, jirou with a cat-quirk s/o
kinoko komori appreciation
momo, izuku, neijire with an s/o who possesses people
shigaraki and his gamer
aizawa, izuku, bakugou with a quirkless s/o
shiggy x reader fluff fic
random class 1a hcs
HxH!!
kurapika with a short s/o
can illumi love??
yandere illumi
can hisoka love??
kurapika and leorio as boyfrens
leorio, hisoka, kurapika with a tall s/o
kite, illumi, chrollo with a pregnant s/o
hisoka’s type
hisoka hcs
illumi brainrot
kite with a tall s/o
Genshin Impact!!
childe x reader sample fic?? (don't even look here it's not good i'm working on the content)
sumeru shitpost
liyue shitpost
general shitpost
favs
wriothesley thoughts
diluc rant
wriothesley x reader fluff
husbando shitpost
HSR!!
thoughts about sampo
more thoughts about sampo
hsr shitpost number 1
hsr shitpost number 2
hsr shitpost number 3
hsr shitpost number 4
jing yuan royal arranged marriage au pt.1
random hcs
gepard x librarian reader
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fanfic-enjoyedblog · 2 months
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CRUSHES
the gals have a crush on you and dont know how to handle it.
SHY! MOMO, MIDNIGHT, MS JOKE x F! CRUSH! READER.
(separate.)
MOMO
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Momo didn’t tend to have crushes, however it was different when you enrolled in her class. Momo catches herself staring at you during class or another time you two were changing in the locker room she caught herself again staring at you taking off your shirt before she looked away in a blushing mess. She was also a shy mess around you, she couldn’t be alone around you without mina or jirou.
“why don’t you just talk to her?”
mina asked as she rubbed her neck tilting her head at momo as she sighed and shook her head. “i would like too mina if it was that easy” momo looked away as she cringed at her self slightly, mina was right. In order for you two to even have a bound, momo needed to talk to you.
“i wish i wasn’t so shy around her” momo groaned as they headed into the classroom before momo pausing looking like she saw a ghost before mina looked in seeing you sitting next to koda talking to him before momo quickly exited back out the classroom as mina laughed following her.
“i-i cant go in there!” momo said as she crossed her arms, “oh stop being a baby and talk to her” mina rolled her eyes before grabbing momo’s arm and pulling her in the classroom and sitting near where you were sitting.
“heya f/n! how ya been!” mina chirped as momo glared at mina as you thanked turned back. “oh hey mina, hey momo!” you smiled as momo blushed looking away slightly to avoid your gaze, you know her name!
“wh-why hello f/n” momo smiled nervously as she rubbed her neck as you smiled and nodded.
“you know i was wondering if the three of us can go hang out! maybe get breakfast!” mina chriped as momo glared at mina as mina smirked. “sure that seems fun” you smiled, momo’s heart dropped, she felt as if her body was hot, and her cheeks were warm, you actually wanted to hang out with momo? but than again who wouldn’t wanna hang out with momo, as momo calmly chuckled and nodded. “that seems wonderful, where shall we go to eat?…” momo said as she rubbed her neck and slightly slouched back in her seat.
MIDNIGHT
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Midnight hated having crushes on her employees sometimes, midnight would avoid you, and would only face you in person during meetings, midnight felt so embarrassed how she acted, she was never shy, shes straight forward, and some how when you started working at UA. Her heart pounded, she was nervous and felt her palms sweat a bit when she did talk to you.
she needs to see you tho, she enjoyed your company, you made her..feel things..
you were fixing up some of the students hero costumes in your office as you were already stressed from getting yelled at by some parents. you had than heard a faint knock, as you yelled that its open than seeing midnight walk in. “midnight?”
“you can call me Nemuri Kayama, F/n.” Midnight said as she stood straight as you nodded, “sorry, what can i do for you nemuri?” you tilted your head as she sighed.
“i need to talk to you about something important” Midnight said as she crossed her arms as she lowered her head. “i think your attractive” that startled you, you had caught midnight checking you out before but thought nothing of it, but it made sense to you.
“thank you nemuri” you said as you continued to fix the hero costume as midnight huffed slightly, “thats it?” you asked as she shook her head, “i wanna take you out, heres my number, if you wanna go text me” midnight states as she placed a paper with her phone number as she than turned around then leaving your office as you looked over at the note than picking it up, you know it might not be the worse idea going on a date with midnight, might even get lucky too.
MS JOKE
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“h-hell-hello f-“
ms joke paused as she realized she had stuttered, she’s never done that before? you chuckled slightly as you smiled at Ms joke, “hello, how are you today” you said in a flirty tone, as she blushed slightly than shaking her head.
“pretty good ha!..” ms joke awkwardly said, as you noticed the tone changed a bit as you got a little nervous that you made her uncomfortable as you realized one of you needed to speak as it had gotten quite.
“… anyways, i have to head down to pick up some paper work from class..so have a good day ms joke” you smiled as ms joke nodded and gave an awkward grin as you walked away as she huffed slightly.
“what was that really…” Ms joke groaned as she walked away, she felt weird around you, she thought you were honestly great, you two had been working together forever. suddenly she gets flustered when you talk to her….her cheeks feel warm, shes getting nervous.. she stopped walking as she had realized something.. “wait..”
she has a crush on you.
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eatingstringcheese · 1 year
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"hey, listeners!" - hizashi yamada
in which radio show host hizashi yamada has had no luck in finding his soulmate, and neither has y/n
warnings: soulmate au, the words on your wrist are the first thing you'll hear your soulmate say, technically reckless driving, y/n pulls over randomly
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Flipping through radio stations, Y/n caught a glimpse of the words on their wrist. They'd seen the words everyday since they turned 20 but to no avail. Y/n was one of the few of their friends who had yet to find their soulmate. They were constantly complaining to their best friend, Emi Fukukado. Emi always laughed and told Y/n a joke to steer them from the conversation.
Y/n was always confused by the words on their wrist, "Hey, listeners! Get ready for another round of requests!" wasn't something you heard everyday. No one had ever had any ideas to help Y/n figure it out, so they were left to their own devices. Finally finding a radio station with their favorite song, Y/n settled down and began driving home, humming the familiar tune playing from the speakers. The song ended and Y/n frowned. A few songs later Y/n was caught off guard when they heard a man's voice speaking through their speakers.
"Hey, listeners! Get ready for another round of requests!"
Y/n choked and swerved to the side of the road, trying to catch their breath. Had they finally found their soulmate? Whoever this mysterious man was, he sounded loud. The man on the radio began reading off a phone number for listeners to dial in and request. Y/n fervently pulled out their phone, struggling to dial the number.
On the other side of Musutafu, Hizashi Yamada was waiting for people to call in and request music. The words on his wrist had puzzled him, "I think I'm your soulmate." was curious, what would he have said to make someone say that? He was pulled from his thoughts when the familiar ringing came through, picking up the phone and leaning into the microphone he spoke, "Hey caller! You got a song request?"
The caller paused, unsure of what to say. "I think I'm your soulmate."
Hizashi froze inside the listening booth, the crew outside waved curiously, confused as to why he'd stopped talking. "What?"
"I think I'm your soulmate."
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handsometheo · 6 months
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My Hero Academia Masterlist
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Characters I write for:
Keigo Takami (Hawks)
Rumi Usagiyama (Mirko)
Shota Aizawa (Eraser Head)
Nemuri Kayama (Midnight)
Shinya Kamihara (Edgeshot)
Oboro Shirakumo (Ms. Joke)
Ryuko Tatsuma (Ryukyu)
Taishiro Toyomitsu (Fat Gum)
Yu Takeyama (Mt. Lady)
Dabi (Touya Todoroki)
Tomura Shigaraki (Tenko Shimura)
Twice (Jin Bubaigawara)
Mr Compress (Atsuhiro Sako)
Headcanons only will be posted here, Full fics will be posted on Ko-fi.
FLUFF
ANGST
(SMUT will also be Ko-fi only, I don't want under 18s to have immediate access yk, too dangerous they usually find away but this at least puts a barrier here.)
HURT/COMFORT
IMAGINES
FULL FICS (Ko-fi Only)
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airybcbyy · 1 year
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Fearless Masterlist
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Jump Then Fall; Izuku Midoriya ... coming soon
Untouchable; Keigo Takami ... coming soon
Forever & Always; Tomura Shigaraki ... coming soon
Come in with the Rain; Oboro Shirakuma ... coming soon
Super Star; Dabi (Touya Todoroki) ... coming soon
The Other Side of the Door; Ms. Joke ... coming soon
Fearless; Sero Hanta ... coming soon
Fifteen; Momo Yaoyorozu ... coming soon
Love Story; Shinsou Hitoshi ... coming soon
Hey Stephen; Shoto Todoroki ... coming soon
White Horse; All Might ... coming soon
You Belong with Me; Yosetsu Awase ... coming soon
Breathe; Shota Aizawa ... coming soon
Tell Me Why; Inasa Yoarashi ... coming soon
You’re Not Sorry; Pro Hero! Katsuki Bakugo ... coming soon
The Way I Loved You; Neito Monoma ... coming soon
The Best Day; Dad! Tamaki Amajiki ... coming soon
Change; Eijiirou Kirishima ... coming soon
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you've finished fearless
Continue to
Speak Now ?
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liyawritesss · 2 months
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Black DC writers I got a bone to pick with you (specifically Batman/Batfam writers) 😑
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sapphiewritesstuff · 9 months
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Ms. Joke with a chubby!fem!reader
Warnings: fluff, fem!reader, not proof read
-Ms. Joke is full of love! She loves laughing, jokes, life, and she loves you :))
-She loves cuddling with you, she'll rest her head on your thighs, chest, or stomach and wont let you get up until she decides to move.
-She also enjoys tickling you! She likes to see you smile and laugh, even if its semi-involuntary. She likes to kiss your whole body and watch as you giggle and squirm.
-You two are each others personal hype women, Ms Joke loves to tell you how beautiful you are and how much she loves your body. If you ever have any insecurities, she'll be there to comfort you and make you smile again.
-She brags about you to everyone she knows, she thinks you're the most beautiful woman ever.
-Ms Joke always has a hand on you, she's very touchy. She'll rest a hand on your thigh, your hand, your shoulder, whatever part is closest to her, she doesn't like being away from you.
-She's so in love with you :))
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trashland-llamas · 1 year
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Opposites Attract
—Eraserhead—
Pays attention
Listens, offers questions here and there, genuinely likes her stories
Can cook a certain array of food
Gets them into trouble with the media
Laughs then asks if she’s okay
At most, pays for the gas. At worst, critiques the hell out of Emi’s driving
Reads 10 books a month
The moon to Ms. Joke’s stars & Mic’s sky
Purposely puts her favorite mug on the highest shelf
‘DID NOT!’
Loves his personal space
Minimalist; really sticking with the bachelor pad if it weren’t for Ms. Joke
Takes the longest amount of time to get ready
‘Your mom’
—Ms. Joke—
Pretends to pay attention
Can talk about anything and everything
Loves to eat, burns everything she tries to cook
Somehow makes it even worse
Immediately asks if he’s okay, bringing out the first aid kit even if it’s unnecessary
Happily drives Aizawa everywhere, him being her passenger prince
19, Jared, never learned how to read
The stars to Aizawa’s moon & Mic’s sky
Climbs the counter to get it
‘MIC! HE LAUGHED!’ ‘DID TOO!’
Also loves Aizawa’s personal space
Maximalist; trinkets everywhere but not as much as she’d like
Asks if they’re ready to go every 5 seconds
‘Your dad’
—Present Mic—
Tries to pay attention but eventually zones out
Equally talks and listens, tries to get Aizawa’s opinion/input on a lot of thing
Is the one that gets his hand smacked cause he got caught trying to sneak a bite
Gets them out of trouble, usually involves a lot of ass-kissing
Tells Emi not to be such a worrywart while also scolding Aizawa for not letting her take care of him
Forever stuck in the backseat, giving directions or looking up needed intel
Has to reread the same page a million times to understand anything
The Earth to Aizawa’s moon & Emi’s constellations
Picks Emi up whenever she wants to be taller or ‘have the high ground’ in her words on Aizawa
‘NO FUCKING WAY!’ Runs to whatever room they’re in
Also loves Aizawa’s personal space
In-between, is the one that got Aizawa & Emi to comprise
Helps Aizawa with his daily makeup routine, his beauty routine being just as long
‘Shut up, both of you.’ They’d go for hours if he didn’t say anything
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madewithspice · 1 year
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Hi Kiki and Markie! :) Hope you are doing well. Can I get a Haikyuu and BNHA matchup? 
Name: Em
Sexuality: pansexual
Likes: true crime podcasts, anime, listening to music, painting, reading, and cats
Dislikes: wet socks, cottage cheese, bugs especially centipedes, aggressive people and loud noises
MBTI: infj
I’m 5’7 plus sized Queen who loves playing games and is a big kid at heart.
Thank you for your time and energy! ^//^ <3
Hi we’re doing good, how are you?
Of course. For Haikyuu I match you with Kuroo Tetsuro
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Who better than a nerdy giant for you. Kuroo is open to try anything if you ask him to, even if it’s listening to gruesome murders. You want to solve a cold case game with him, well he’s already in his trench coat paired with a fedora in hand. He’ll even put on the outfit just to listen to match the ambiance created by the true crime podcasts you’re listening to.
Kuroo is canonically a dog person but you convince him cats are just as awesome. You guys take in a stray cat that Kuroo had been secretly feeding for ages after it follows him home one day and Kuroo falls hard for the scrawny kitten.
Dating Kuroo is great but what seals the deal is the fact he is a great bug deterrent. He will tackle the creepy crawlies that is until he starts chasing you with them, then you have one more annoying bug to deal with.
For BNHA I match you with Ms. Joke
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Ms Joke is definitely a big kid at heart too so the two of you can easily get along without any awkwardness. But that also means you’re now on her list of people to prank and she takes her pranks very seriously so beware.
One of your dates is plugging in the Karaoke machine and acting out cringey pop songs. Ms Joke has a lot of witty banter and is quick to jump onto any jokey behaviour between the two of you. She knows how to keep conversations going and days are never boring with her.
Your relationship would be filled with friendly fire and lots of teasing, it’s almost a competition now to see who will give in first which leads to all sorts of other competitions and races until chaos is achieved.
Enjoy - Kiki.
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raspberryyarn246 · 2 years
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Mha x Haikyuu crossover Fairytale Fables: Red Riding Fanfiction (a Reblog) page 5 -
On the way back to the forest, Red saw a trail of breadcrumbs that was dropped by someone’s tote bag.
That’s strange, someone’s been eating breadcrumbs.” said Red Riding Hood. “Hey, that’s grandmother’s house. And what’s the wolf doing in here?” Red questioned. 
The big bad wolf was dressed up as grandma as a disguised, he put a wig on his head, old fashioned glasses, fuzzy slippers and a hat. He practices warming up his vocal cords to mimic Red’s grandmother. All the sudden, his stomach was growling and a soft voice was in his belly.
“Help, get me out of there.” said (Emi Fukukado aka Ms. Joke) Red’s grandmother.
The wolf cackled, melancholy.  And suddenly someone came knocking at the door. 
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“Grandmother, it’s me Red Riding Hood and I came to give you this basket.” said Red. “Goodly, come see me to the room.” said the fake grandmother, with a high pitched voice.
“Wow, granny. What big eyes you have?” Red asked. 
“You look like youre... mine. the fake grandmother in the bit of a sassy or sexy voice. “Why do you say it like that?” Red asked. “Oh, I think I got carried away. YOU”RE MINNEEEE! Come here!” said the fake grandmother, all the sudden it was the wolf jumping up to Red. 
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Red Riding Hood screams as she was frightened, she could have the chance to  get away. She tried running away in the hallways: it was an dead end. On the looked on Red’s facial expressions, she was sacred her legs are shaking in fear, as the wolf was drooling saliva all over his mouth.
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ham1lton · 4 days
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hungry eyes.
pairings: carlos sainz x f1 driver!reader.
warnings: mentions of biting.
summary: carlos’ post-race interview goes viral and not necessarily for the reasons one would think….
author’s note: thank u anon for saving me from creative hell 😍 i hope this is good enough for you!!
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liked by yourbff, landonorris and 1,272,728 others.
yourusername: idk what i should eat… carlos or the food 🤤
landonorris: both.
-> yourusername: first smart lando comment.
-> landonorris: HELP?!
user23: is this supposed to be a soft launch ms girl… you failed.
user67: NOOOOOO MY GIRL IS TAKEN NOOOO
-> carlossainz55: 😁
-> user67: UR SO SICK FOR THIS!!! my new enemy….
user12: omg new grid power couple!!
user34: is a normal day without y/n proving she’s the most feral driver on the grid rn?
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carlossainz55: spent offseason with the best people. working hard and having fun 👊🏼 ❤️.
user72: DRY ASS CAPTION BOOOOOO
yourusername: love u ❤️
-> carlossainz55: love u more ❤️
-> yourusername: let me eat you ❤️🤤😍
-> carlossainz55: okay ❤️👍🏼
-> user3: invented the batshit crazy gf and nonchalant bf trope.
user55: im glad he’s off the market. hope u have a great life together!! (im sobbing and screaming and throwing up).
-> user67: im glad she’s off the market. hope they have a great life together!! (im sobbing and screaming and throwing up).
landonorris: false alarm everyone. that’s me in slide two. carlos is joking :D
-> yourusername: you wanna be a home wrecker so bad but it’ll never happen lmaooooo
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y’all i’m so dumb… completely forgot to add carlos to my google forms taglist…. it’s been updated now for new readers! but if you’ve already filled out the form and would like to be added u can send me an ask and i’ll add u to his taglist!!
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lex-the-flex · 5 months
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A Touch of Red
Coriolanus Snow x reader
Summary: Shortly before the Reaping Ceremony, Snow surprises you with an interesting touch.
Word Count: 510
Warning(s): None, just pure fluff!
A/N: Just saw Songbirds and Snakes and Tom Blyth as President Snow is living rent free in my head! Feedback is appreciated and enjoy!
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Huffing through the Academy’s main entrance, Snow couldn’t seem to catch a break from anything. His mind was racing, his adrenaline pumping rapidly through his veins, but most of all: he was hungry. The sounds of stomach bounced off his eardrums. And he didn’t desire food.
No, all he truly wanted was to find you. He craved the need to be by your side, especially on a day like today. After a few minutes of silently watching his other classmates in the hall, Snow ran his fingers through his blonde curls, feeling instantly defeated.
Then suddenly, the sound of your laughter broke out, and he bounced right back up. Following the noise through another adjacent hall, Snow found you enjoying yourself with Clemensia. Making his way over, you caught sight of him and playfully gasped.
“Wow, look at you, Coryo! You look amazing!” You exclaim.
Reaching to touch the fabric of his vest, he gracefully watched your hand carefully caress over the soft fabric before joking about the buttons.
“Is that?” Clemensia asks, adjusting her gaze.
“Tile.” Snow replies with a smile.
“Well you look dashing. I honestly think you’re the best dressed person here.” You announce, crossing your arms.
“Thank you, Y/N. You look lovely as ever. Um, do you mind if I have a moment alone with Ms. L/N, Clem?” Snow asks, ignoring his hot cheeks.
“Not at all. I need to get a new drink before the Ceremony starts.” She replies before leaving.
Watching her walk away, your eyes meet back with Snow’s, but you don’t have time to think as he takes your breath away by pressing his lips onto yours. Backing you into the hallway’s pillar, the faint sound of your lips molding together was music to his ears. Pressing your hands to his chest, Snow squeezed his grip around your shoulders, wanting to hold you closer.
But the buzz of the lights flickering overhead meant it was showtime. Slowly breaking the kiss, he huffed in annoyance at having to say goodbye to you.
“I’ll see you after the Reaping.” You mumble.
“I promise. I won’t let the tributes give me a hard time.” He whispers.
“You better not. I’ve missed you, Coryo.” You reply.
Glancing back towards the main hall, Snow quickly searches his pockets before eventually opening his bag. Closing his hands around your palm, he drops something against your skin. Opening your hand, the sight of a red ruby lies inside.
“Coriolanus Snow, where on Earth did you get this?” You ask, frantically looking back at him.
“Don’t worry, it’s a fake sweetheart. But no one has to know.” He answers, closing his bag.
Quickly kissing you once more, he smiles with a wink, and makes his way to the Reaping Ceremony.
snow taglist ~
@dreamliners
@xplore-the-unknwn
@princessismx
@caffess
@writing-fanics
@wetsandpaperroll
@aemvnd
@ghostfacd
@lovelybeesthings
@eternally-passionate
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