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s-4pphics · 4 months

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click! finale (e.w.)

SYNOPSIS: you need a roommate, and you love eggplant. [college au]

WORD COUNT: 4.7k

WARNINGS: photographer/roommate!ellie, ocs an artist with a rep and black, parental trauma, self-worth issues, slight disordered eating, brief alcoholism and hypersexuality, heavy grief, pining but depressed

A/N: finally on break yaassss….. sequel? LOL

The air around you is strangling. You haven’t left your room in two days. You’re not passing this semester.

The room next to yours, however, is filled with life. Ellie’s back to blasting her music and banging on walls, but you have yet to cross paths. Not in class, not at home; You haven’t seen her. Pickle never hesitates to scratch at your door for hugs. And kisses. She’s brought you so much comfort, even in times where you feel like you’re undeserving.

Christmas is around the corner, and you’re alone. Amaya never shied away from taking you home for her breaks, but she’s gone. She hasn’t called in a while; You hope she’s doing okay.

So, you seek escape in a different way and do what you haven’t in a long time.

Tears flood your vision, your thumb hovering over a number you haven’t touched in ages. Your hands won’t stop trembling. You’re going to regret this. Your heart's already breaking into pieces at the heart and cloud emojis of the contact.

Soft paws knead your thighs and you kiss kit-kat’s tiny head as she nuzzles your chin. You’re trying to keep your sobs to a minimum, but they’re tearing your throat to shreds.

Your thumb comes down on the contact and the line rings. And rings… and rings until the dial tone sounds.

“At the tone, please record your message. When you are finished recording, you may hang up or press one for more options.”

You knew no one would answer. No one ever answers, but still, you listen for her voice. The steadiness of her breathing. You take a shaky breath, “Hi, mom.” Mindless sentences pour out of you like a waterfall. You just sit there and allow Pickle to playfully bite your finger.

“I, uh… I’m not…” Another sob, “I’m not doing well.”

You would never say that if she were here. You always masked your true feelings for her sake; She never needed any additional stress.

Void images of your father reoccur in your memory, “I think there’s something wrong with me… I don’t think I’m a g-good person.” A barbed tongue affectionately licks at your finger, and you try to smile.

“I… We found a kitty in the snow,” You whisper, “She's the cutest thing ever.” Pickle looks up like she knows what you’re saying, and you weep at her delicate eyes.

“It was the weirdest thing…” You huff wetly, “It felt like you put her there to stop me from making a mistake.” More tears flood your shut eyes.

“I just miss you…” Your palm digs into your eye, “and I wish you w-were here. I’m not…” Pickle climbs to rest in your lap; You always did that with your mom for comfort. Another loud sob.

“I lov— “

You jolt at the loud dial tone, and the line ends. You drop your phone on your blanket and search around your room, the portrait of your mother standing tall on your desk. You need to make another one for her birthday.

Your eyes travel over your space, and for the first time, you don’t feel comfort. Your mind is racing with thoughts that expose your truth; They’re vile and dirty and they make you feel like scum. A disease walking.

The dark nights are restless and the days are silent, halls only filled with soft purrs and pattering paws.

Your home no longer holds the joy that it once did when Amaya was here. Excitement used to burst through you whenever she prepped your movie nights after work, the living room filled with laughter and corny love lines that made your stomach secretly twist with warmth.

You’re not happy anymore. Anxiety brews in you whenever you walk into the kitchen, the living room, go to feed and snuggle Pickle. It’s fucking miserable in here, and as difficult as it was for you to admit, it’s all your fault.

It’s almost finals week, and you’re nowhere near prepared. You can’t focus on anything except the treacherous silence of your space. It’s almost like Ellie’s already gone.

You should be anticipating her departure, antsy to have your space to yourself again, but your chest aches. This past month was anything but smooth, but you wouldn’t trade it for anything. For some reason. Maybe it’s because you got to live your main character moment, even if it was just for a few hours.

Ellie, as much as you hate to admit it, deserves better. Just like how you deserve to spend your life alone, trapped and secluded with your own thoughts. She should want better for herself; Nothing is worse than being in your presence; Maybe that’s why you have no one.

You desperately want to do better for yourself, but you’re tired. Your mother would be so disappointed in you. You retire from wallowing and climb under the covers, Pickle clutched tightly to your chest. You hope she doesn’t mind the tears from your tee.

The portfolio is finished. Ellie can��t stop staring at the booklet enclosed in leather on her desk.

The online submission process was infuriating, mainly due to her laptop dying during the portfolio render, but it’s done. Her ticket into a life-changing position is no longer hers to judge; It can only go up from here.

All she needs is that phone call from the recruiting manager and it’s over. She’ll be in the city in no time. She’s excited and jittery; Every buzz from her phone is met with clenched hands and a sweaty forehead. Her disappointment heals when she sees her father’s classic thumbs up emojis surrounded by black and red hearts; Even from miles away, he knows when she needs support.

Ellie lays her forehead on the leather, sighing in relief for what seems like the billionth time. It’s a surreal feeling, relishing in accomplishments. She's never done it, mainly because her mother never wanted to acknowledge happenings she wasn’t the center of. Hearing congratulations is still a mindfuck years later.

… Your photos looked stunning. You’re made for this, even if you don’t believe it.

Ellie will never admit how much energy she put into editing those pictures, specifically the ones you’re in. She spent hours recoloring, scaling, sharpening those photos, and they turned out incredible. Probably some

of the best shots she’s ever taken, and you’re in the center. And your eyes… There’s so much light in those hazel specks.

Another mindfuck.

Whenever Ellie comes home, she checks the small space between the floor and door of your bedroom to see if you’re awake. If you’re alive. The relief she feels when she sees a lamp light or shadow eases the tension in her shoulders.

She never knocks, though. Never.

So why are you?

Ellie’s back instantly straightens at the soft pats on her door, heart pounding in her ears. You never knock.

She’s embarrassed at how fast she stands, chair nearly falling over as she flies to pull her door open.

She’s met with you; She hopes you can’t hear the shatters from her chest at the sight of your disheveled appearance. Your hair is matted and the brunette river in your eyes are surrounded by redness

“Sorry, I—“ Your voice cracks like you haven’t spoken in ages, “She was lying there and I felt bad. She missed you, I think.” She’s never heard you sound so tedious. You’re always the loudest, goofiest person in the room. Ellie’s brows furrow before following your line of vision. Pickle’s sleep in front of her door, curled like a cinnamon roll. Ellie sighs as picks her up as fluidly

as she can, trying her best not to wake her.

“You’re gonna have to take her when you leave.”

Devastation sets in your tone as you stare at the little fur ball, “Why?” She asks.

“My dad’s allergic.” You whisper.

Ellie peers down when Pickle stirs, “Is… is he visiting?” She asks, just as quietly.

Your head shakes, “I’m going home.”

Ellie does an impeccable job of hiding her shock. So many questions race in her mind: going home? Where’s home for you? Is it permanent? Are you moving out? When? Are you and your dad close?

You’re turning away back into your room, but Ellie blurts out before you can shut the door. “I finished my portfolio! It’s… it’s done. I turned it in.”

You turn, and your eyes are watery. Your smile is tiny, but genuine. “Congratulations,” you’re so quiet and your voice shakes. Ellie’s mind whirls, “They’re gonna love it.” You take one last look at Pickle, and your bottom lip wobbles. You shut and lock the door before Ellie can say thank you for helping me.

Ellie’s eyes lock onto the floor, watching your lamp turn off, ears honing in on the shuffling of blankets. She swiftly scurries inside her space when she hears crying.

Her chest concaves at the sobs echoing through the dark, silent halls. Through the thin wall as she sets the kitty on her favorite pillow to sleep on. She paces around her room and yanks at her pinky. How she wishes to be a fly on the wall; She wants to knock on your door so badly, but she doesn’t know what to say. How to comfort. She's always relied on her father for that.

So, she just listens with regret and makes her final decision.

If you move from this counter, you’ll faceplant into hardwood. You don’t like the blaringly loud song coming from above, so you down another seltzer. It’s distracting enough.

You feel yourself leaning forward, so you force yourself back up, practically flung over the counter. You’re never drinking again, you promise yourself. How many times has that one been broken? You don’t remember. You miss Ellie.

You’re going to fall again, but this time, you’re supported. And not by the counter. You instantly relax at the familiar scent.

Abby’s mumbling something about something, but it sounds like gibberish. You throw your arms around her neck, inhaling deeply; You miss Ellie terribly.

We gotta get you outta here. You frown; You don’t want to leave! The party just started!

Her strong arms wrap around your waist to maneuver you. You’re not sure where she's taking you, but you don’t fight. You simply allow her to snatch your heels off and carry you into the piercing-sharp cold. Just allow her to drag you to safety. You wish it was Ellie.

The world around you moves in a blur; The pace is making you dizzy. You don’t want to vomit in Abby’s car. When did she get a car?

“Abby…”

“Yeah, hun? You good?” She sounds so far away. Your mumbles are incoherent. She's so confused, so she asks you to repeat it.

You face her from the passenger seat with a sultry grin. You miss Ellie, “I missed you.” Your words are garbled and your hands are as loose as your tongue, shakily landing on her muscular thigh, massaging the skin.

Abby tenses with a sigh, planting a gentle hand on your traveling one. Her grip tightens when you try to move. “Did you really?”

That's your green light. Your smile grows as you clumsily unbuckle your seatbelt, “Stop… stop the car.”

Abby’s foot plants on the break, and you jerk forward. Like the night you found Pickle. Like when Ellie…

“What’s the matter?”

I miss my roommate. “I’m horny.”

Your friend scoffs and shakes her head. Either you’re too drunk or she’s disappointed… Not the reaction you were seeking. Your smile tries to fade, but you force the corners of your mouth back up.

“No, you’re not.” She snaps, and it takes you a second to catch it. Abby’s upset again. What the fuck did you do this time? Your facade finally falters. Now you’re irritated.

“How’re y… how’re you gonna tell me what the fuck I am?” You sound like a fucking idiot, but your rage ignites your slurs, “If you don’t want me, why’re you here!”

“Because you fucking called and I’m your friend! I didn’t wanna leave you by yours— “

“You should’ve!” Your shriek is piercing; You’re shocked the windows didn’t shatter and slice you both.

“That’s how you fucking feel? Really?”

You try to swallow tears, but they flow. The words you want to say are on the tip of your tongue; Thank you for coming to get me. I’m sorry for being awful. Don’t leave me by myself.

But none of them escaped. They sit and rot in your throat. You’ve never seen Abby so…

And she doesn’t let up, “Now you wanna cry? Are you serious?” There’s fire in her eyes; It burns in a way you’re not used to, especially not her, “This victim shit is getting very old— “

“I don’t care!”

“I don’t fucking care, either! If you wanna keep getting used like a piece of meat by random bitches, then do that! Leave me the fuck out of it!” Abby slams her hand down on the armrest, and the car doors unlock, “Matter of fact, get the fuck out!”

“Fuck you!”

“Fuck YOU! Get out! Get the fuck out!”

Curses and heated exclamations leave the two of you until you wobbly exit the vehicle, slamming the door as hard as your brain would allow. The wind blows like tacks, stabbing through the skin of your bare arms and chest. Abby zooms off, and you scream.

You dig in your pocket for your phone, ineptly dialing Ellie’s number. It’s fucking one in the morning

“… Hello?” She was asleep. Your heart eases at the steadiness of her tone.

You’re shivering, “… E—Ellie?”

“Hm?”

“I’m… I’m really cold and I don’t,” sob, “I dunno where I am— “

“What do you mean?” She asks abruptly, alert. Your heart flutters.

You whimper, “I’m lost, I don’t… I’m a bad person— “

“Send me your location. Where’re your keys?”

“I— I don’t remember— “

“Are you drunk right now?”

“Yes,” You mumble meekly. This is so fucking embarrassing.

Ellie sighs heavily, “Just… Is there somewhere you can wait until I get there?”

You search through tears, finding mostly dark retail stores and restaurants across the street… Except Jack in the Box! The munchies hotspot never fails you.

“There’s a Jack in the Crack over there.” You point like she can see you. She snickers softly.

“Go, then. I’ll be there soon, okay?”

“Wait! Don’t… don’t hang up, please, I’m scared— “

“I wasn’t going to.”

You closely listen to the shuffling on the other line as you wobbly trek across the street. You sharply inhale at every slip and stumble on your journey, almost sobbing through every confirmation to Ellie’s small are you okay?

You finally make it inside and thank God that it’s warm. You take a seat and sigh at the familiar jingle of keys.

“You in there?”

“Mhm.”

“I’m coming, send me where you are.”

“K.”

It takes you longer than it should’ve to get her the location thanks to the Casa in your system, but she’s on the way… You really want curly fries. Fuck.

You hate how your thoughts wander, self-loathing at the forefront of your lobe. You take after your father more than you thought: a filthy, lying train wreck. You’ve ruined every glimmer of hope, of positive influence around you, and you’re forced to bathe in the treachery you’ve created all over again.

“Hey.”

You leap out of your seat at Ellie’s raspy tone, seeing your hoodie draped over her forearm and keys dangling in her hand. Your tummy growls when you wave. Ellie’s gaze softens. “Hungry?” She hands you the hoodie for you to throw on. You nod.

“What do you wanna eat?”

“… Fries,” you croak, “Curly, please.”

Ellie nods and waddles to the service counter. You watch her backside under her puffer as she pays and collects a small baggie and water before nodding towards the car. You follow close behind her in silence, munching on your snack.

The ride back home is silent, but for once, the air isn’t deadly. You’re eased back from your breakdown, and it’s definitely not due to the forest in your roommate’s vision.

You enter your warm apartment and get greeted with soft purrs, Kit-Kat skipping over to rub against your leg. It’s almost enough to make you break down all over again; You can’t believe you have to say goodbye to her next week.

You kick your sneakers off and squat down to her level, “I love you so much, baby girl. Thank you for taking care of me.” You whisper and pet her head, all the way down to her tail. She meows like she loves you. Ellie shuts the door and watches you silently. You turn to face her. For the first time, she doesn't fidget at your inspection.

Her eyes are much glossier and she’s picking at the skin on her pinky. She wants to say something.

“You okay?” You murmur, and Ellie nods. You don’t believe her. Her eyes are downcast. Why does she look so nervous?

The silence is killing you, so you speak.

“Ellie, I’m… I’m sorry for everything,” You stand and ramble. “I’m the worst roommate imaginable and I-I’m terrible and impulsive and I fucking suck, but I’m sorry… I’m sorry.”

I also kinda like you.

Not even your word vomit lets that slip. So, you apologize, sloppily and snot-filled. Tears drip down your face in waterfalls, “I’m— I don't wanna go... and I don’t want you to go…”

Ellie’s timid facade breaks, only slightly, eyes closing gently as she listens. “I know I don’t deserve t-to ask that and it’s not… I wasn’t apart of your plan— “

“You’re drunk.”

You’re plummeting into the void all over again, succumbing to a familiar, oddly comforting darkness.

“H-Huh?”

Ellie’s as firm as a tree, unmoving. Strong. Still. You’re transported back to your first conversation and how intimidated she made you feel. “You’re drunk… and I leave in the morning. I got the job.”

Drowning. That’s what this feels like. Strangely proud. Oddly suffocating. You’re underwater, but refuse to resurface. “I-In the morning?”

Her head jerks. “I, uh. I got rent covered. Sorry for the late notice.” She shoves her hands in her pocket. You shake your head, wiping your face with the back of your hand. “It’s okay.” You whisper. “Where’re you gonna go?”

“My dad’s. He’s a few hours out. The truck comes tomorrow.”

Your head bobs in acknowledgement, “H-How was the stats final?” She pauses; Her eyes sadden, tilting like an unwatered rose. “You’ll do fine.” She whispers.

“Promise to take care of my daughter?” You blurt between sniffles, already moving down the hall, ignoring the loud shattering in your heart when you peep all her boxes in the now vacant room beside yours.

Ellie mumbles your name but you’re sick of ugly crying in front of people. “Good luck with everything.” You mutter with hot feet.

And with the last click of your bedroom lock, you shut out the vine who entangled your heart for the last time. You give into the feelings of loss, the emotions that come with failure, and release them into your hands.

What could’ve been, your brain hollers while your heart wails. What could’ve been if you weren’t you.

You don’t remember waking up, but you’re in pain. Physically, mentally; You're hurting. The intensity of it somehow gets worse at the sound of Ellie dragging boxes out of her — the room.

You just cry. There’s nothing to do but cry. Your phone has been ringing all morning, but you don’t have strength to reach for it. You relish in the deserving pain of your hangover. Tequila hasn’t done shit for you.

Hours pass, and your home is silent. Ellie’s gone. Pickle’s gone. Amaya’s gone. Abby’s gone. Your mother’s gone. You take their departures as signs. It’s probably time for you to go, too.

Your shower is incredibly long. You wash and wash and re-wash, wanting the feelings of cleanliness to cascade down your skin, but it never comes. You tearfully accept your lecherous nature and every vile entity attached to it. You’re a vessel for heartbreak and villainy. Forever your worst enemy. You look in the mirror for the first time in days. Just for a second. You can’t stand to see yourself for longer than that, your naked form a reminder of every violation you’ve had to endure since you were fifteen.

Ellie isn't thinking twice about you, and yet, she terrorizes your mind, trying to convince yourself that your time together wasn’t all bad. You’ll never forget the color she brought to you. Her seed is forever planted and growing in your heart, her roots forcing their way into your system, intertwining with your rough, cracked bones, enclosing around your lungs with each breath.

Too bad you impacted her in the worst way. You couldn’t even manage to give her a sober apology before she left. It’s hard to accept the fact that you’ll never see her again, but there’s nothing you can do about it now.

Once again, you’re too late.

The short lap around your living room crushes your spirit. Somehow, all of your memories are shrouded in emptiness. All the proof of Ellie’s residency is gone… Except the indent of her body on the couch. She always loved sleeping there.

One last heavy exhale. That’s all you can manage before you grab your coat and beanie and exit, locking the door behind you. You keep your head down on the way to the parking garage, hopping into the driver’s seat. The ride to the academic advisory office is silent and swift; It matches the finality of your meeting.

Tears glaze your eyes when you ask your counselor, “What’s… What’s the first step of withdrawing? Like, from school.”

CHRISTMAS EVE

Your fork picks at the pasta noodles on your barely touched plate. The wine is delicious.

“Honey, are you…” Your dad says softly before sighing, “How’s the meal?” You blink up at him, focusing on the crinkles in his eyes. He seems youthful somehow. Healing looks good on him.

You gulp down more maroon, “… It’s great. Thank you.” You mutter. You’re not used to talking to him; You’re glad the feelings are mutual. He only nods, head downcast onto his plate. At least he’s eaten.

He sets his fork down on his plate and wipes his mouth with a napkin, “I hope you like your gift.” He says before standing to place the dish in the sink.

A dark smile spreads behind your glass.

“Never thought you’d buy me anything.” You snicker sarcastically. “Don’t start.” His voice slices through the kitchen. You hold back your flinch. You’re not ten anymore.

You shrug, shoulders heavy, “Just saying.” A glass shatters in the sink, and he curses and storms off, the bedroom door nearly swinging off the hinges with a slam. Your smile grows at the booming echo. Like father, like daughter you suppose.

DECEMBER TWENTY-SEVENTH

“Are you ready, kiddo?”

Ellie’s heart is pounding through her chest as she stares out the window. She can’t believe her father hasn’t commented on the bursting organ. “No.” She whispers, adjusting the camera strapped around her neck. She's fighting not to bite her nails; Her dad hates that.

He chuckles softly, “Yes, you are.”

No, she’s not.

The photography studio is fucking huge and surrounded by tall windows that display suited individuals laughing, conversing, perfecting their lenses. She can see the bright specks of neon color on the white floors, white walls, white couches. It’s so much brighter than she ever imagined.

The colors are reminiscent of you. Vivid. Captivating. Beaming like your smile. There are flashes coming from all directions inside the studio and it’s making her shake in the passenger seat. A strong hand plants on her blazer, giving an encouraging squeeze. “Look at me.”

Ellie’s head turns, eyes locking with her dad’s.

“I love you. You got this.” He says with confidence. Ellie nods in agreement, but he doesn’t accept it. “Say it.”

“I got this.” Not as confident. A lot quieter, but getting there.

“Eh?” Her dad leans in closer, ear pointed at her. She giggles and repeats herself. A little louder. He decides that it’s good enough, pulling her close over the center console. Ellie inhales as deeply as she can, right in the crook of his neck. He plants one last kiss on her cheek before releasing her. She grabs her bag from the floor and pushes the door open, looking over her shoulder one last time. “I love you.” She whispers. He bops her nose with the most delicate grin. Pride is radiating off him, and it warms her from the cold outside.

Ellie departs with one last wave, shutting the door and skipping onto the sidewalk, walking right up to the front door of the studio. A final peek at her dad; He sends her two thumbs up. She smiles.

Breathe in, one… two… three…

When the door pushes open, she's greeted with wide grins and warm hugs. It feels like home already.

Finally... Finally.

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softrozene · 7 months

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"Babe, Just Sleep."

Anonymous requested: Hello hope all is well ❤️ i was wondering if I could get a scenario with dabi hawks and aizawa from bnha with a fem reader? I would like the scenario to be based on reader having trouble sleeping lately but whenever she's around her bf she can sleep but she fights so they notice and try to help her to go to sleep in a subtle way? If it's too much don't worry about it! I love your writing and have fun binge reading your content! ❤️

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Okay but this is literally one of the cutest requests I’ve ever gotten. I hope you enjoy anon, and thank you for requesting! <3

Aizawa, Dabi, Hawks x Female Reader

Warnings: pure fluff, dabi is not subtle and is low-key being horny, assuming that reader and the characters do not live together

Words: ~950

Aizawa Shouta:

As a fellow person who actually NEEDS his sleep due to his quirk, he can spot a tired person from a mile away. So, of course, Shouta felt awful when he noticed his girlfriend being completely exhausted. He noticed it immediately but didn’t point it out. He trusts you to talk to him if you have any problems you need to vent about.

What he wasn’t prepared for was the aftermath of your lack of sleep. How a few nights when he would come to sleep at your house, usually in the middle of the night after a patrol, he would see you wide awake. He knows how much you treasure your sleep so seeing you unable to was slowly starting to make him worry. He was definitely more attentive than usual, and it finally clicked the night you came to sleep over at his home.

You were both chilling on the couch reading different books and although it was still quite early in the night, he noticed you were getting sleepy. He said something at first to see your reaction. “Babe, just sleep.”

And not to his surprise you shoot a playful glare his way before you both continue to read your own books. Though he is not reading much, he keeps an eye on you and notices how much sleepier you get. Your eyes were no longer following the words on your pages. He watched in silence in the corner of his eye as yours became droopy before you shook your head slightly to wake yourself up. That was it. You were fighting sleep! It made him almost smile as he realized you needed the sleep but fought it because you wanted to spend some time with him.

He let out a sigh as he slowly began to read out loud. His voice is on the softer side as he begins to read where he left off. He can see your interest pique as you slowly put your own book down. He wraps an arm around you so you can see the book, and he smiles once he can feel your body relax into his. It only took a couple of sentences before he feels your body practically melt into his as soft snores leave you.

He chuckles and puts his book down before wrapping a blanket around the both of you and drifting off to sleep with you.

Dabi:

Now Dabi may act like he’s not the most observant, but he really is. He knows how people are and he likes to keep it that way. That goes for his girlfriend too. He likes to know your moods, so he doesn’t fuck up the relationship which is why he noticed almost immediately that you were having trouble sleeping.

Now he’s also not that subtle, especially with the people he cares about. So, he will straight up say, “Babe, go the fuck to sleep” when he notices you are tired.

When that line doesn’t work, he may get grumpy and say it’s your loss if you refuse but eventually, he will see the toll it’s taking on you. Eventually, he sees that no matter when he visits you are constantly tired. It isn’t until he finally has a break from the LOV and stays with you does he realizes that you almost do fall asleep with him. But you fight it like the stubborn brat you are – his words.

So, it is only then will he start to form a plan (and drug you to sleep. JUST KIDDING). But he will most definitely use his unnaturally warm body to his advantage. He will cuddle with you since it’s those moments he can be soft with you, but the second he notices your body relaxing into his is when he takes it up a notch. He will begin to just casually run his hand or fingers around your body. Just gently massaging you (and most definitely groping you for his own enjoyment). But he does it in a gentle way so you can let your guard go and finally fall asleep. It is only when he hears your ridiculous snores does he smile to himself and allows himself to kiss the top of your head.

Hawks:

Now, Hawks baby, Keigo, my poor bird man… He would be the one who wouldn’t notice for a long time that his girlfriend is having sleeping problems, only because of his constantly busy schedule as the number 2 Pro Hero in Japan. He wouldn’t notice because he himself is so freaking tired that all he cares about is spending his five minutes with you before he must jet.

Someone, a mutual friend, or something, would have to point out to him how they’re worried about you, or he would have to finally get a rare day off and see the dark bags under your eyes that match his to get the realization you aren’t doing well.

Either way, when he finally finds out that you aren’t sleeping, he demands to get a few days of work off so he can rest with you. And he is very clear on how that you are getting your sleep whether you like it or not.

His cute threats will be: “Babe, go to sleep with me. Or I will cuddle you to sleep.” “Don’t you wanna sleep with me?” “How can I work knowing you’re not taking care of yourself?” “I’m going to have my feathers follow you and help you.”

The bottom line with Hawks is, if he has to he will literally pamper you and guilt trip you to rest with him. The only way he would be subtle is by using his quirk to let his feathers do stuff for you before you get a chance to.

#softrozene writes #bnha x reader #aizawa x reader #dabi x reader #hawks x reader #fanfiction #bnha fanfiction #scenarios #bnha scenarios #female reader #fluff

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dekusleftsock · 9 months

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SOOOOO…. EVERYONES TALKING ABOUT HOW TOGA SHOULD HAVE A THIRD OPTION IN THIS SCENARIO THAT ISNT IMPRISONMENT OR DEATH…

SO LET ME INTRODUCE YOU TO THE POSSIBLE OUTCOME OF “SUPERVISED BY UA STAFF” WHERE SHE GOES TO SCHOOL WITH THE REST OF CLASS 1-A

I really thought that this was being a tad unrealistic, even when I first started thinking about it. But with toga refusing to be imprisoned and taking death in Ochakos arms as a sacrifice, I can’t help but wonder that if (when, lets be honest here this is another fake out lol) toga does survive in some miracle, probably through hawks, what IS an ending in which she isn’t imprisoned? Where is that?

UA BABY! Aoyama was imprisoned there when he was found out to be the spy, toga has REPEATEDLY been in the UA school uniform in tonsssss of official art! Which I talked about a certain specific official art here which was the biggest hint imo that it’s where toga would end up belonging. Will that make parents of UA students angry? The civilians? OTHER UA students, especially non heroics students? Absolutely it will. But that’s the thing, they’re going to be angry but change needs to happen. If toga was under INTENSE supervision and especially Ochako’s supervision then… I think it could work.

Toga and ochako are together, dekus looking away bc he no longer has that much importance to their story, and Aizawa is oddly close. Not yet aware of the situation or what may be in store for him in the future.

But he is their teacher, he is their guide. It’s his job to protect and, most importantly, accept them.

I MEAN, GOD DAMMIT PEOPLE THEYRE IN THE UA DORMS AND ITS ALL IN BLACK, YELLOW, PINK, AND GREEN LIKE THATS LITERALLY JUST OCHAKO, TOGA, AIZAWA, AND DEKU

Plus I’d also probably laugh my ass off at toga play flirting with deku and him getting pissy over it. Or her harassing bakugou and earning an explosion to the face. Her having girls nights with tsu, Ochako, and jirou. Calling out jirou on her crush, bonding with vlad over having blood related quirks, bonding with mina over who likes who in the class, SHE WOULD JUST FIT SO WELL THERE IN MY MIND OKAY. I’ve thought about it a little too much for something that hasn’t really happened.

If I don’t get my final few domestic chapters with toga and the rest of the girls or toga and bakugou/izuku together like. I need it. I ESPECIALLY need her to call out Izuku for being gay for bakugou. I need it.

Maybe I’m asking for too much but. I really want toga to get her happy ending. One where she’s accepted and supported and around people her age! Having FUN with people her age! The LOV will always be part of her past, may even haunt her future career endeavors, and that fucking sucks. But I want 1-A as a unit to be a space for her. I want her to be able to say that she’s proud to have been part of the league, but she’s also proud to be here. Both are parts of her.

She’s just a tired general course student who doesn’t wanna deal with the press ever LMAO

Ochako always makes sure no one bullies/assholes harasses her and makes sure she knows her smile is beautiful and perfect and the cutest in the whole world every day BC ITS WHAT SHE DESERVES.

#I’m just daydreaming #I mean It’s partly a theory that I think could happen #but all the actual in class interactions I’ll probably never get #not like how I want #but that’s okay! I can live with that #togachako #togaocha #togaraka

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starstruck-flames · 9 months

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Please can we go see the Barbie movie?? - Villains headcanons (+ Hawks)

Dabi:

“What the fuck- why?!” “Because I want to.”

He thinks on it for a few days, he probably doesn’t want to go but… you want to, and it’s not a luxury you often have.

“I’m not wearing fucking pink.” “Okay but I am.” “Whatever. …Make sure it at least looks hot.”

You’ve got on the 90s flames somewhere on that outfit of yours. Probably showing off a bit of skin too, a nice piece of eyecandy for him while you enjoy your snacks and movie.

…Okay this is very bright.

“Do you guys ever think about death” 100% catches him off guard but he secretly loved that line.

He’s a little invested in the plot.

Mostly in your outfit tho-

He has fun! Even if it’s mostly bugging you while you’re enthralled in the movie.

Favourite character? Sasha.

Shigaraki:

He’s a liiiittle more immediately willing to see the movie. It looks funny and he’s more than willing to use “awe man my PARTNER really wanted to go” as an excuse.

You’re not getting him to match you though.

Okay fine he’ll wear ONE (1) pink accessory. Probably a pin but it’s for you, and he’s a fan of you and making you happy.

You on the other hand went FULL out, full pink, holding the gloved hand of your emo ass partner. “✨ Two tickets to the Barbie movie please! 🥰” while the poor cashier is getting death stares from your man.

It’s very bright and happy huh. Some of the jokes are lost on this man, he’s just enjoying the calmness of being at a cinema with you!

Haha Ken’s pretty funny, what a loser-

Wait.

He glances between Ken and you. Oh god.

Is he Ken?!

Though, that’s more of a paranoid thought. While you’re simply perfect and part of his life, it’s obvious he has much more of a life than just pleasing you.

He can’t help but kiss your hand during the movie, smiling towards you fondly. It’s a rare soft moment, one you don’t understand but this stupid movie and this sticky floored cinema means everything to him right now because it’s a calm with you.

(He loves Allen.)

Twice:

“BARBIE?! FUCK YEAH” “FUCK NO!”

He would be… so into this idea. He’s 100% wearing something pink. Earlier seasons? He can’t wear much due to needing to keep his head covered but he’ll work with the accessories. Later seasons? FULL PINK. Man found the cowboy hat he refuses to not wear the cowboy hat.

Unironically he loves Barbie land. Why can’t he be a sentient doll that never needs to eat or sleep and can have girls night every night?

“Wouldn’t you be a Ken?” “Nah, definitely a Barbie.” He’s your Barbie ❤️

Actively boos at the real world in the movie. Barbie is the only redeeming quality of the real world.

At first the themes of the movie go over his head completely, he’s just here for the shenanigans/snacks.

Halfway through the movie he seems to get a bit more invested. Wait- the Barbie movie has a message?!

Oh it has a message.

He’s 100% bawling at the Barbie movie.

He’s changed his mind, he loves being human and holding your hand and feeling these intense emotions towards the stupid doll movie. He loves this stupid doll movie, he won’t stop crying.

Favourite character? The Mattel board members, especially Will Ferrel’s character.

Toga:

“REALLY?? REALLY WE CAN GO? YEAAHHH BARBIE MOVIE IM STEALING THE CUTEST CLOTHES!!”

You’re perfectly matched. It’s the most coordinated set of outfits of all time.

She’s 100% snuggled into your arm regardless of relationship. She’s always wanted to go to the movies with the people she loves!

Barbie is so pretty…

Though, Toga is particularly interested in Ken and Barbie having this odd dynamic of Ken being interested and Barbie being… not so interested.

She worries that maybe her love for others is eclipsing her personality but…

Toga had learned a lot from the LOV, she’s her own person. Always growing. Being with everyone is just a bonus, a huge one.

She LIVES for all the music. I personally believe she’s a CharlieXCX fan-

Favourite character? Gloria. She’s a good, tired mom. Toga would have loved to have a mom like her!

Hawks:

He’s surprisingly agreeable to the idea of seeing it “once it comes out.”

What the dick doesn’t tell you is that he was invited to the premier, and so are you now.

He’s such a show off. He’d paid for you both to have accurate Barbie and Ken fits. It’s a complete surprise to you as you whisper into his ear that if he ever does this again? You’re stealing his credit card and fleeing the country.

Though, for now? The very fancy popcorn (in its biggest serving size) will be enough for your forgiveness.

Past the awkward encounter of dealing with the *pink* carpet, it’s a pretty regular movie date. You get a good spot, in a mostly empty cinema with plenty of snacks.

He’s not the most into this movie, but he mostly enjoys glancing over to you to see how you’re reacting to it.

That and he bought a big hot dog. Normally he’s not supposed to indulge in lower quality foods but lord, it hits a spot.

Ken’s plight is very funny to him.

He also highly appreciates the props, they just look neat.

Admittedly he’s looking at the Mattel higher ups in the movie, he knows it’s meant to be exaggerated but they remind him of the commission.

After the movie? He’s taking you home to really… really appreciate that barbie outfit he got you.

Favourite character? Weird Barbie. I won’t elaborate.

#dabi #mha headcanons #dabi headcanons #dabi mha #bnha shigaraki #tomura shigaraki #shigaraki fluff #shigaraki headcanons #mha toga #bnha toga #toga headcanons #twice #twice fluff #mha twice #barbie #barbie movie #bnha hawks #mha hawks #hawks headcanons

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doodlegirl1998 · 9 months

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I remember reading a post somewhere on Tumblr, I don't remember the exact one, I know it involved how Uraraka's plot was handled and how it could've been handled better.

One part is saying that Twice should've been her villain since they both dealt in poverty, one had support while the other had nothing.

And I think that would've been way better than what we got. Because if Uraraka and Twice were to have more genuine interactions with each other, she probably would've seen some of herself in him and how she could've turned out if she didn't had her parents or her friend's support.

Twice also probably would've been touched that a hero had suffered something similar but is able to keep moving forward despite the hardships and not having as much.

So what do you think? You think it would've worked better than the stupid love triangle that's happening?

Hi @theloganator101 👋,

Yes!! Twice as Uraraka's villain would have worked so so much better narratively.

In fact, this will be an unpopular opinion, I feel like because of how Toga and Twice were set up by Hori, their roles in the narrative being switched would also work better if one of them had to die.

Hawks killing a minor (Toga is seventeen) would be harder to excuse and brush under the carpet for him. So more consequences.

Twice would feel extremely guilty because now his worst fear has happened and his best friend has died because he trusted the wrong person.

Twice having a big moment of going full villain in the final battle would be more impactful and jarring than Toga who was honestly a full villain before she joined the LOV. Since he would go from a kind, goofy guy led into villainy and crime through his circumstances, mental illness, poverty to someone consumed by the need for revenge (rather like Dabi.)

Speaking of Dabi, there was more of a friendship between him and Twice and him and Toga. So having Twice fighting Uraraka getting more distraught because he was thinking he lost another friend while fighting her would be more impactful.

Also his fight with Uraraka would be more focused on his grief, his circumstances (that are rather like Uraraka's sans support) - the parallels between them both would be interesting to explore. Uraraka would have an easier time empathising with him.

Hawks would not have a fun time - could imagine Twice sending a legion of Toga clones his way, and only calling off the attack when Uraraka gets through to him.

Plus we would see more Twice asking the honest questions to her like "How do you keep going?" "How do you stay so positive and strong? I admire you, dude." "I was so stupid I trusted the hero who went and killed Toga-chan. How do I know youre not like the guy that killed my buddy? Toga-chan just wanted a place to belong like me..." Uraraka I could see providing him with the answers, support he needed as well as helping him forgive himself for what happened.

Toga (other than her sweet moments with Twice) was set up as an unrepentant blood yandere. Her friends? Her family? No mention of them (no build up of a mysterious past like Dabi either.) She's also a mass murderer prior to joining the LOV - so that's harder to redeem than Twice who wasn't and to my memory only committed burglary.

In my opinion, the Toga/Uraraka fight as it played out in canon was a mess. Hori seemed to try to do too many things at once and failed to give any of them real depth in the process.

Not only that by he failed to explore Toga's vengeance for Twice in more depth by distracting it with the love triangle B.S.

Hori doesn't allow her to really go all out trying to kill Hawks like she could have with the clone army.

He failed to explore Toga's backstory properly (I.e did her parents actually hit her? Her kissing her friends wound better - what happened there? Did she actually just press her mouth to the wound and suck? We don't know but she's covered in blood.)

Uraraka just her 'bond' with Toga, calling her the "cutest" and saying she wants to talk about romance now is all SO forced. Whereas the parallels with Twice were all already there.

TLDR - Twice should have been Uraraka's villain instead.

#mha critical #bnha critical #anti togachako #Anti Toga Himiko #Koala dont look

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sakuraryomen01 · 1 year

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Hii ! :) So I recently babysat a kid after class and he was CUTEST tHinG ever, he was sooo much fun- just a great kid. *sigh* So naturally, I thought "omg this would be so much more fun if Yuji was here, he would be SUCH a cutie pie and wtf he would also LOVE this kid!?" So naturally, my brain rotted to thinking about babysitting with him and I would really love to see your beautiful writing about it :)

Also, could you please make the reader gender neutral or use he/they prns if you are going to use prns. I would appreciate it so so much!!! jdijfknefioj

lmao sure, lov! ^^ it has been a while but i was thinking of a small fluff drabble with lots of teasing lol

babysitting w/ itadori / itadori yuuji x gn reader /

#warnings: fluffy yuuji . babysitting child!megumi . some teasing from yuuji . pure fluff/sfw . grammer and/or spelling mistakes [maybe?] . lowercased throughout . megumi was hit with a curse that makes him physically a child . some teasing

#plot: a request read- reader and yuuji itadori babysit megumi after he got hit by a curse. he's turned into a child, physically; but he's still the same stoic megumi we all know and love u.u

#reader: gender neutral (gn) reader; use of they/them or he/them pronouns

#words: 997

#a/n: thank you lovely reader for sending a request! hope you enjoy ur gn!reader drabble ^^

#posted: 12/08/2022

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Thank you for reading this bit! Enjoy!

"so gojo-sensei said for about an hour or so, right?" yuuji's tone was soft and quiet as he leaned over to whisper in your ear. "it's been almost thirty additional minutes. i'm getting extra pay for this, right?"

you slapped his arm as he laughed, looking over at the child you were told to babysit for the day. megumi fushiguro.

sadly, he was hit with a body-reduced curse during a mission and has become a child. he's still mentally the same stoic and proud fushiguro, just in a small package. and yuuji's been teasing him about it ever since you and him had come back to Jujutsu Tech with Megumi in your arms.

"you two know you don't need to babysit me, right?" megumi scoffed, looking up at his two classmates with annoyance. "i'm fifteen, just in a child's body."

"oh c'mon, fushiguro!" yuuji pouted, making you giggle. "y/n and i were kind enough to spare our time to keep you safe and fed!"

"yuuji, shut up." you sighed, standing from your spot on the sofa and heading to the kitchen to grab some snacks. the distant chatter of the two boys bickering making you smile.

sure, you didn't expect to be spending time with your boyfriend taking care of a child megumi, but it was fun. just a few minutes ago, yuuji managed to make megumi smile with a cheesy joke, although the smile didn't last long. grabbing some water bottles and some popcorn, you headed back into the living area of your sensei's home and sat back on the sofa next to yuuji.

pushing the bowl of buttery kernels into his lap, yuuji's eyes trained back on the movie you had put in. yuuji's arm automatically pulling you into his warm side, placing his hand on your hip and rubbing small circles over your clothes affectionately.

"who's she gonna get with?" you asked, glancing over as megumi sat on the couch with you both. "her boss or that assh- ...jerk roomate?"

"sigh.. you don't need to censor yourself either.." megumi mumbled to himself, grabbing some popcorn and looking over at you with a pout. "you spit profanities more than gojo-sensei."

"oi, that's.. hehe.. not true.." yuuji chuckled to himself, holding a hand over his mouth while he was trying to contain his giggles. "h-he doesn't.. hahaha! they doesn't curse that often!"

"stop laughing!" you whined, poking at your boyfriend's side with a blush tinting your cheeks. "it's not that funny!"

"c'mon, babe, i'm sorry," yuuj giggled, kissing your cheek as you turned away from him. "please look at me, i didn't mean it~"

with a sigh you turned back to your boyfriend with a pout on your lips, his soft and gentle kiss making you blush as he apologized more than once. "ok ok, i get it, just pay attention!!"

"to the movie, or you?" yuuji teased, making your blush worse and megumi chuckle. "aha, even fushiguro thought that was good!"

"'even fushiguro'?" said megumi, his small brow twitched. "is that supposed to mean something?"

"are you tuckered out, little guy?" yuuji's voice cooed, petting the young megumi's head. "getting sleepy from having too much fun?"

"shush," megumi's voice was quiet and mumbly as he rubbed his beautiful green eyes, lashes damp with sleepy tears. "i told you i'm not a child.. i'm just little right now."

with a smile, you picked up megumi with little fight and walked towards the bedroom, laying him down on freshly washed bed sheets, blankets and pillows. the warmth of the bed made megumi fall asleep almost immediately as his sore little body started to grow once again. the growing pains of a little boy becoming a young adult again corsing throughout megumi's limbs, chest, and head.

"i'll bring you something for the pains, alright?" you whispered, yuuji's honey eyes looking over your shoulder down at megumi.

he gave a small nod, closing his eyes and letting sleep overtake him as he fell into a dream. not one of darkness or nightmares like normal, but he had a restful sleep, leaving you and yuuji itadori alone in gojo-sensei's home.

"should we get going?" you asked in a hushed tone as you snuck over to the bedroom's exit.

"nah, i'm making sure i'm getting paid," yuuji jokes, nodding to your question and closing the bedroom door once you exited quietly. "we can call him later about how megumi was. thankfully, i didn't get attacked by his shikigami over all the teasing!"

"quiet down, ok?" you waved your hand before playfully slapping yuuji's shoulder, heading towards the home's exit in the living room. "i don't want to wake up fushiguro either."

"alright alright," yuuji sighed, grabbing his box of snacks and any trash before heading out the door with you trailing behind him.

at around 2 in the morning, your phone buzzed with a notification from your sensei about megumi.

but as it turned out, there was more than one simple text. it was a prolonged paragraph about how you shouldn't leave children alone even when they're asleep.

with a sigh, you sat up on your elbows in your bed and replied:

You: Gojo-sensei, it's 2am.. isn't it a little late to be getting upset rn?

Gojo-sensei: as your sensei it's my duty to make sure all punishments are dealt, even though i find them pointless! so, as punishment, you're not getting paid. neither is yuji-kun!!

rolling your eyes, you put your phone down and rested your head back onto your pillow, turning onto your side and snuggling into the warmth of yuuji's chest. he stirred in his sleep for a moment too as he got adjusted to your intrusion, his voice croaky and strained when he spoke.

"is he mad?"

"yes," you answered, growing weary and tired once again. "also, we're not getting paid."

you heard a chuckle, smiling to yourself at yuuji's cheerfulness even when it was so late. "that's fine, he's gonna pay with food next time."

a/n: hello lovely reader! i hope you enjoyed the small drabble even though it was a little goofy and more of a teasing one >< anyways, hope you enjoyed the read and the goofy stuff i wrote ^^

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fffiii · 6 months

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List your friends muses out of context (I might’ve sent this before but I forgot)

You did lol, dw bout it im just studying n posted this as a break opp

if there was a world record for highest concentration of menace to body size, she’d get it. Also stairwell moment

Do sonas count? You have a world record for the longest… well, lots of things (also come back -grabs straitjacket-)

HUSBAND /p /pos

the cutest bakery girl pls hold me in your strong arms

purple devil

best sop sorry i like him mean /j also hi frenchie with wrinkles

I NEED MORE STRONG WOMEN TO CARRYME PLEASE I NEEEEEED IT /ref also i have mochi pspsps

A God. Do you know how little that narrows it down/j oh wait nevermind he killed the auntie.

cereal. Cereal. CEREAL.

LEAVE SHILOH ALONE YOU FLUFFY CRITTER WITH DRAWING SKILLS /j /lh

hackerman with a beanie and trauma. Then again he’s not the only one with trauma, get in line.

most normal mun. have a easter egg

Liam harem starter, ft the frenchies

His hair is a lightshow. I love it tho

ma’am GET OF THE TRAIN FLOOR ITS DIRTY

Man has infinite rizz except with this one lady. Proceeds to pull the most crazy shit.

Elsa but male and daughterless

pinkest pink im so sorry for you /gen /lh

imagine having a whole AXE and STILL dying. Sorry ma’am but L.

Woman has an eye addiction and whipping addiction but she got no one to take the pE e pE rs eyes from

rizzman with a harem and an american dream

fatherless. Motherless. Parentless. FAMILYLESS.

Do you think he weighs as much as an otter or…

evil watermelon.

british so girlfailure she has to fight with the irish guyfailure

i want her shoes to stomp on karens.

cutie but she called your friend dying a canon event

russian’th? Woman where is yo id. No woman, I’m not afraid of magic spider webs.

smol. elaine jr

pink jesus

I remember I remember I am trapped help me save me help me. . Do i look cute?

samurai man with three arms

we do not talk about your neon pink partner, mister bartender

doggie man we lov

(edit: IT FUCKING CUT FOR SOME REAODN RATTLES)

#ask #i love all you crazy lil ocs

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hellcatinnc · 9 months

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Masquerade Kiss Otome Review

Spoilers Included

This game is definitely one of the more sensual/sexual games that Voltage has that I have played. This also includes bdsm parts to it however I know others have come across the themes but for me not being one who is into that it really wasn't bad I could deal with it as part of the story line it even made sense. There is also triggers in the bosses route for rape/sexual assaults' it doesn't happen but definitely leads that way.

(Its only the boss route Kei is the bdsm route just in case your trying to skip either) So you play a spy which I found pretty neat yet to still end up with a love story definitely interesting. (Just so you know these are normally in order of my favorite but Kei is top then Yuzuru & Kazuomi are actually tied I couldn't pick between the two and boss is dead last and not even on my list really)

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Kei Soejima

This man they call the English gentleman or the prince because of his nature and politeness to people. Oh but this man has a naughty, darker side to him. However when I started this mans main story I just couldn't stop til I was done, it kept me on the edge of my seat. He is very damaged and believes love is based around domination. He trusts no one until he realizes he is in love with your character. He tells you from the beginning he wants you hooked on him and by the end of the happy ending you are both hooked together.

There are dark paths about his childhood in a church and orphanage definitely might be triggers to some. When push comes to shove though he will always protect you as well as always choose you even over his revenge of the church this man is definitely a good story to read and so worth it. Just know he isn't just a prince and gentleman but he does know how to come off as both. His sensual moments had me on the edge of my seat honestly not hard to see why you wouldn't practically melt into a puddle if this man was tying you up and dominating you.

----------------------------------------------- Yuzuru Shiba

Ok this man is like a modern day prince charming yet cold as ice to the world. I don't know its weird but he falls under closer to a kuudere he is so hard to read in the beginning and boy does he seem like he has no emotions but its cute watching him little by little let those walls down. He has a more naughty side deep down and when he tells you he wants you then you feel it in every inch of your body the shivers this man can leave. He has had a tragic past with his parents killing themselves when he was young, its what has made him more cold as ice.

However the cutest thing you see him do first for the mc is the fact that he is making out with her when she tries to pull away hitting her watch against table and her moms watch that she wore was broken. This man went out of his way to take it apart and truly fix it for her because he knew how much she loved it. I wanted to hug this man myself at that point. There are parts about him that seem overly strict and personality - less and withdrawn and other times seem sincere and docile. He has many sides but him and the mc truly understand each other and you can tell they were meant to be at least in his route. He is a bit over serious for me but I loved seeing his softer side and I think he falls for the mc before she falls for him. The moment he says I love you I felt it though.

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Kazuomi Shido

I honestly wasn't sure what to expect from him but after seeing how he could be a bit flirty on Kei's route he intrigued me especially since I like them flirty guys. I will say though this much this man keeps you excited and on the edge of your seat. With his flirtiness and his control he exceeds over you at times you will see those walls slowly break down in your character as well as him. Its almost like you can truly tell when they fall in love. I really like his character and I was pleased to see he has a good heart and has been through so much.

He isn't just some rich guy he was homeless once he knew what it was like to build himself up. Even though he comes off as a playboy he honestly has never let love in before because he didn't want to be anymore alone than he already was when and if it fell apart. I not only love his character but I truly respect it as well. He is very seductive but also has a gentle side to him to not take advantage of a woman when she is weak or drunk even. He has so many sides to who he is but that is always what makes him the most exciting in the end. He also is protective he won't let anyone hurt the woman he loves, a modern day flirty prince charming lol.

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Boss.

So I'm just sharing these few pics just to kind of show how much of a asshole he is. I got to chapter 3 of his actual route and was purely disgusted by this man. Not only in other route like shown above and below is he an asshole but he almost lets her get raped by another agent literally within the first 3 chapters. Not to mention he tells you your going to be his wife and he doesn't care if you have morals that you won't sleep with people to get the job done. He tells you that you will have to sleep with him if needs to be when the time comes to prove to the mafia your his wife. He disgusts me over and over again with his coldness and I just could not enjoy this route one day I might come back but honestly I doubt it.

Hope you enjoyed the review this was based off 1 chapter main story's nothing out side of that if I find something is worth talking about in the other routes I will surely come back and write about it.

#otome #gaming #reviews #review #masquerade kiss #yuzuru shiba #kei soejima #kazuomi shido #voltage games

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nosekiss-archive · 2 years

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Give a svt song to your mutuals and why

this is so late lol but hi *twirls hair* putting this on read more bc it got too long lol :)

@wo0dz: don quixote. this song gives off bad bitch nd the sexiest vibes just like aléks… v obsessed tbh….. w the song but MOSTLY w aléks :’)

@wabisaba: snapshoot. sarah just radiates snapshoot vibes bc she’s so fucking sweet, cute, vibrant nd lovely i lov her so so much

@yejiswife: do re mi. PLS this song is SOOO cute nd it kinda gives off nostalgic (?) nd the cutest vibes idk when i was listening it to earlier the only person who came to mind was jenny aka the loml!!!!! <3333

@woozi: zero (hero). my fav dinonara this song LITERALLY belongs to her i dont make the rules!!!!

@radioheadgf: ready to love. bc shes soooo lovely nd this song gives me the biggest tirzah vibes like i cant explain it. it just does!

@beomsdaisies: dont wanna cry. bestest song nd BESTEST SWEETEST LOVELIEST person ever idc.

@smirnoffgrl: crazy in love. bc im obsessed nd so in love w kaya shes literally everything to me nd im crazy in love w her or whatever svt said :)

@newar: KIDULT! my fav person & my fav song… like ever :)

@milestual: hit. no bc miles is SO cool i love their blog like .. if this was back in the day this song wld b playing when u visit their myspace page

@eunseonovio: oh my! mainly bc i made a gyu gifset dedicated to them from this era so i’ll always associate this song w kat <3

@junmail: shadow. ever since this song dropped nd she changed her bio this song has been reminding me of her…. ALSOOO its one of their best songs so it v fits well hehe

@floralminho: heavens cloud. no explanation needed rae just exudes heavenly vibes nd i love them so much <3

@faespirit: holiday. she just gives off the SWEETEST nd loveliest vibes im obsessed w her rlly

@badmode: lilili yabbay. aka their sexiest song i said what i said btw also jimena is sexy to ME sooo……….

@ovur: light a flame. another sexy song for a sexy ass moot (whomst i’d die for) hehe

@alienwhoreclub: all my love. bc miss meg is the loml like there’s no other explanation rly nd truly

@vensulove: anyone. literally their BEST song nd mat means everything to meeeeee

@boobiesoutforhyuna: our dawn is hotter than day. i cant explain it but youll understand when u go through her blog. just gives off Those Vibes :’)

@korimi4: pang. literally one of their best songs nd it gives me alex vibes bc she’s an angel on earth nd she’s so fun, sweet nd KIND!!!

@cupidjoy: crush. this song is literally me @ hayley like im so obsessed w her. thats it.

@wooyoungbf: spider. it might not be a svt song but it’s still sexy nd AMAZING just like milo :)

#tagged the ones i cld think off the top of my head #:’)

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omg can i please request a stranger things matchup??? you’re writing style is so pretty <333

and could it please be one of the fruity four???

my name is florence but most people call me flo or other nicknames. i’m a tanned 5’4 slim girl with long curly gold hair that i typically hold off my face with a ballet pink coloured ribbon. i have eyes that are constantly switching between blue, green and grey. my face is littered with freckles but i don’t have a lot on my body. i’m bisexual.

i’m extremely physically affectionate. my friends irl will tell anyone that because i’m nearly always holding their hands or looping my arms with theirs. i also get told that my personality reminds people of miss honey or cinderella. so i guess that means i’m pretty soft spoken and kind. i’m very quiet when i first meet people but once they probably know me i can ramble for ages about my hyper-fixations.i can be kinda naive but only because i always wanna see the good in people!!! i don’t really get angry or when i am angry i just end up crying.

i really love classic literature and vintage books!!! along with vintage movies (especially audrey hepburn movies, i’m literally obsessed with her) i love alternative music from the 80s. think the smiths, blondie, echo and the bunnymen. but also i thrive listening to vintage love songs. i dress in a very typically feminine way with ditsy floral patterns and lace being a staple in my wardrobe. i love pressed flowers and journaling.

ok i think i’ve rambled about myself enough. but seriously thank you so, so much for doing this it really means a lot to me!!! <333

YOU ARE ONE OF THE SWEETEST SOULS I WILL PROBABLT EVER INTERCAT WITH ON THIS APP. I LOV EYOU FLO 😭

you know who else would love you too?

NANCY WHEELER

you and nance would have such an adorable romance. you know how i imagine it’d go? nancy has probably thought of herself as straight for a while. she knew she thought girls were pretty, but she felt something change in her the moment she laid eyes on you. it was like the attraction she’d felt toward steve, but… more? she felt the need to be by you all the time as soon as you two had your first conversation. she chalked it up as she now had a friendship she could equate to barb, but it was almost like it was more than that. with nancy, there’s a lot of realizing it’s more than platonic. it’s more than just, ‘florence is the most gorgeous girl i’ve ever seen.’ it is definitely more than ‘i’d probably kiss her if she was a guy.’ she would kiss you how you are now, and that’s what set off her crush for good.

you two would be the cutest couple. nancy would be a lot more in her masculine when she’s around you. she feels a need to protect- even though she knows you can protect yourself. your dates would consist of making your way to fields and putting flowers in each other’s hair and proceeding to roll down hills together and kiss at the bottom. you two would hold hands as much as you could, admiring the paint that adorned your nails that was put there by the other. you knew your relationship couldn’t be public for a while, but you wanted to love her just the same. you wanted to love her like your love was normal, as did she.

Nancy pulls you by the hand, her skirt flowing behind her as she rushes up a hill with you trying your best to catch up.

“What’s the rush, Nance?” You ask, a giggle leaving your lips as she looks back at you with a raised eyebrow.

“‘What’s the rush, Nance?’ More like, where’s the pep in your step, Flower?” There goes the sweet nickname you came to love, making your heart skip a beat and your face flush.

The stars above you twinkled brightly, lighting the path up to the highest hill in Hawkins, Indiana. Before you was the bird’s eye view of the carnival below, and you suddenly realized why you two were here.

“The fireworks?” You asked bashfully, your hand squeezing hera a bit more tightly now understanding aforementioned rush. “Nance, how did- But, didn’t the others want to watch them all together?”

“Flower…” She started. “We have the rest of our lives to spend with those dorks. We don’t know how long we both have… I want to love you now. Not later, never ever later.”

As you smiled and she pulled you in for a kiss, the first firework lit the sky.

#nancy wheeler #nancy stranger things #stranger things #stranger things x reader #nancy wheeler x reader #nancy wheeler matchup

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bimobuddy · 2 years

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Centaurworld TK Headcanons

Spoilers below if you're still watching

Let's start with one of my favorites

Zulius

• Total switch

•Literally the biggest tickle monster of the herd

• This mischievous little a$$hole likes to sneak up on members of the herd (mostly Splendib after they finally make up)

• SUUUUPER teasy, he is relentless and won't stop teasing until the lee is red in the face and laughing purely from the teases because of how flustered they are

• Before Splendib, I think his main victim would be Ched (He thinks it's funny to hold the finch in one hand and attack him with the other)

• But he is equally a lee

• He won't admit it, but he really doesn't mind being tickled, he LOVES the attention

• I feel like his ears are softer giggle spots, often messed with by Wammawink (in a motherly way) and by Splendib (Zulius tolerates this because he thinks the tiger is cute)

• Sides on his human half get him good, but they're not that ticklish on his zebra half. However, the belly on his zebra half gets him kicking and squealing

• Very rarely gets Lee moods but they do happen

• He can only ask Wammawink upfront, but with the others, he usually annoys them until they retaliate

Ched

oh my sweet bby boi

• Lee, but very effing stubborn about it and will literally perish before he ever admits it

• Gets attacked by everyone in the herd because he's just so liddol and he really can't fight back (he will yell though)

• Everyone thinks it's adorable when he kicks his little legs when being tickled

• His main ler is Zulius (as stated before)

• He can usually tell when Zulius is about to strike because he always gets the same mischievous look on his face

• may or may not let himself get caught sometimes

• Is super ticklish on his tummy and under his arms

• Will curse you out while being tiggled (unless you're Wammawink)

• Literally has the cutest laugh, you would not expect this out of him, they get so squeaky and bird like. Get him good, and he'll start chirping

Durpleton

• Ler (He's just such a fun and friendly guy, but I can't see him being a lee)

• He mostly gives cheer up tickles

• Dude's just a major brotherly figure and he treats the others like his siblings, which usually means soft and playful tickles

• He never pushes anyone to their limit and always stops immediately when asked

• He usually teams up with Wammawink (as soon as the herd sees this, they usually run)

• Teasy on accident

• He'll just make innocent comments about cute someone is, how nice their laugh is, or about the little squeals or noises they make and it's thE WORST, because he's not even TRYING to tease

Glendale

• Ler leaning switch

• E V I L ler

• She mostly does revenge tickles

• Gentle with Wammawink but absolutely ruthless to anyone else

• Often needs to be reminded to let people bREATHE

• As a Lee, she doesn't get tickled much unless it's from Wammawink or Durpleton (Zulius tried one time, never again)

• I like to think her worst spot is her belly where her portal is (c'mon it's gotta be hella sensitive)

• She's a fighter, she will kick, and you can get hurt (she will not apologize)

• Fun fact, she cannot open her portal tummy if she's being tickled or laughing

• Despite how evil she is as a Ler, be gentle with her, she can get anxiety from it (and can't access her portal tummy to get a breathing bag)

• Glendale is best girl, she's ruthless but please go easy on her, for she is only smol

Mommawink

• Ler leaning switch (Like 95% ler, only 5% lee)

• She's the mom friend, of course she's gonna play around with her herd

• Very very gentle ler ..... most of the time

• She has wrecked the hell out of Zulius a few times because he was being a brat

• Will always stop when asked

• Has everyone's tickle spots memorized

• She knows exactly how to tickle someone into oblivion without making them wheezy or out of breath and it's both horrible and fun depending on who you are

• Doesn't tease but she will compliment the lee, which is almost just as bad (unless it's Zulius, again, he loves the attention)

• Its R A R E for her to be lee

• She hasn't been tickled since she was a child and her original herd was still around, so when someone from her newer herd decides to tickle her, it just brings back memories

• Really the only person who has tickled her was Zulius (because he's a brat), but he's super gentle with her and only ever does it if she looks like she's having a rough day

SPLENDIB (because I love him)

I couldn't NOT include him, mkay?

• He is a total Ler but only for Zulius

• Oh my GOD he's so teasy and GOOD at it

• He'll say things like, 'Y'know, I've hunted before, but I've never had Zebra,' and then just KILL the poor lad with raspberries while play growling

• Claws (need I say more?)

• He is gentle though, don't get me wrong, he knows Zulius and his limits, and he'd never push him too far

• Despite being a total Ler, Zulius has discovered a little secret, that if he gently presses on Splendib's paw pads, it gets him giggly (but there's immediate retaliation)

I would do HC for Horse but I dont think she'd get involved on either side

#tickle community #sfw tickling community #tickling #centaurworld #hc #tickle hcs

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