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mirukosbitchywife · 1 year

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aizawa, fatgum, twice, mirio, kirishima, and shinsou x reader who dyes their hair

another request from the bestie!! this one was for aizawa, fatgum, twice, mirio, kirishima, and shinsou x reader who dyes their hair a lot, like every month kinda stuff!! hope u like it!! this is my first time writing for a few of them so i hope it's okay!

shouta aizawa:

•literally doesn't care. might actually deadass not notice you dyed it again. he seems like the type to always look his s/o in the eye/face, you might have to point out things like your hair and clothes to get him to pay attention to them, but he always compliments your makeup if you wear any (bc that's where he's staring) so he makes up for it <3

•don't ask him to help you pick a color ever. it will not end the way you want it to he will literally just pick at random, you're better off asking someone else or picking yourself

•not so secretly skilled with doing hair, he's besties with nemuri and i'm so sure he's had to help out kiri w dying his hair too!! so aizawa is the person to go to if you need help with it!! will only grumble a little but that's normal

•will covertly bitch about protecting your hair. sees you with another box of bleach too soon and just. grabs it from you. doesn't say shit. takes it and goes. gives it back to you in like a month?

•might actually knock you out if you try to buy another after he took one from you

taishiro toyomitsu:

•notices immediately and compliments the color(s) on you!!! calls you a different pet name with each color too, like pink would be sweetie, blue would be darling, smth like that, he just likes giving you new ones.

•amazing decision maker. for everyone out there who struggles to make basics choices? this is ur man. will help you pick a color and will argue his point when ur still indecisive. king.

•don't ask him to help you dye it tho. i'm sorry he just seems. i don't want to be mean to him but i think if he tried to help you dye your hair it'd be all over the both of you. more on you two than your hair. sorry tai </3

•WILL let you dye his hair to match yours!!! he wears a hoodie during work anyway so it wouldn't mess with anything!! he actually loves the matching too

•helps you take care of it, looks up tips on his phone to show you later, recommends products for you to use (also buys all the shit for u thank god)

jin bubaigawara:

•stumbles trips over the air cries screams throws up every time you dye your hair. he is so ridiculous in his enthusiasm. every time you dye it it's like he's never seen anyone with brightly colored hair before even tho he lives with spinner

•probably also a pretty good person to go to when you can't decide on a color, he's had to wise up on what goes with what since becoming a big brother to toga who WILL stab him if he chooses wrong. so he might be able to give good advice

•i also don't think he should be allowed anywhere near your head. like think 10x as messy as with taishiro because jin is also super clumsy and will get it everywhere. on you two on the floor on the sink on the bathtubs somehow? on the ceiling? idk how he did it

•probably would also let you dye his hair to match yours since he does wear his mask. i think during the meta liberation army arc when he starts doubling himself again, him having his hair dyed and his clones having blonde hair would really help him with the trauma as well

•doesn't give you tips, doesn't help you, takes care of your hair For you. he can't dye hair but he can moisturize and comb it out for you 🥺 maybe even braid it if you want

togata mirio

•he doesn't notice when you do your hair, no. he was watching you with his face on the wall out of your line of sight watching you do it. (i think he's kinda just Always Watching, not in a creepy way but like he'll pop up to watch you do your makeup/your hair, pops up to walk you to and from places when he can, etc.)

•gives you tons and tons of compliments whenever you dye it a different color. he's probably mid at picking between colors tho, idk if i trust his style sometimes..

•could Probably be trusted to dye your hair, he would be REALLY focused on making sure it's perfect and that he doesn't fuck it up, watched TONS of videos beforehand

•he doesn't have a hood or mask but would still be willing to let you dye his hair to match, it's honestly really his style

•probably likes to leave hair products around for you. idk how he does it considering he can't go through things with items but whatever

eijirou kirishima

•would absolutely LOVE being w someone who also dyes their hair!! it's probably how y'all bonded in the first place!

•very good at choosing between colors. even super similar colors. he's Very particular about the shade of his hair so he knows what's up!!

•will absolutely want to do each other's hair together!! you dye his hair and he dyes yours !! very fun to do but you guys also get pretty messy. worth it tho

•he would be super super excited if you also want to dye your hair red, Might dye his hair a different color for a month or so if you have a specific signature color as well but that's as good as you're gonna get.

•you guys both totally share hair care tips together like true relationship goals

hitoshi shinsou

•waits in anticipation for whatever color you're doing next. literally no matter what color you dyed your hair, no matter how patchy or uneven it is, he will compliment it

•don't ask him to help pick between colors. he will say yes to every color and when you go "that's not how it works" he's just like "okay but they all look good on you i can't decide" WHICH IS THE ISSUE IN THE FIRST OLACE BECAUSE YOU ALSO CANT PICK THATS WHY YOU CAME TO HIM!!!! grr

•oh my god he's been watching youtube tutorials on dying hair since he found out you dye yours, he's SO ready to dye your hair when you finally ask him. does an amazing job chefs kiss

•will bite you if you try to over bleach your hair, i'm so serious. he's like nooooo idc how excited u are for a new color no more bleach 👿

•another one who personally wants to apply products to your hair and knows so many hairstyles u can't convince me otherwise. he learned more so he can play in ur hair <3

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starcrossedreaders · 1 year

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how about a leon x gothic y/n? bc i always wondered how he would react if y/n wears chokers and other stuff like that

Author's Note: I love this idea, thanks for requesting it! I'm going to do this in headcanon form/ drabble.

Warnings: There is NSFW prompts, MINORS DNI (16+) AFTER THE CUT!!!

Leon is defiantly a little goth/emo himself so I feel as if a goth significant other would almost be his type.

Re2 Leon is the type to say "I want a big titty goth girl" So when you came into his life he was a little caught off guard.

He loves loves LOVES your style. The choker you have today? Expect him to drool over you. Those big ass heels you love to wear? He will praise your every step.

MUSIC! He would rave about the new Deftones album with you, maybe even get tickets to any band that comes to town that he feels you would enjoy.

He loves watching you do your make-up every day, he is absolutely memorized by the way your wrist flicks a perfect line every time, or the big bold eyeshadow you do. It makes him want to show you off at all times.

He would also help you dye your hair if that is something you do. Sunday is hair day, black dye would paint his hands and maybe a little on his cheek. When it's all done he'll smile and kiss you "My beautiful girl."

Expect him to sit behind you while you shop for clothes on your laptop. "I think you would look so gorgeous

n that."

Getting ready to go out for the day had you excited. Your make-up turned out just right, your hair actually worked with you today, the skirt and top you had on today went together perfectly, and most importantly, you had gotten two new chokers. Walking out of the bathroom Leon could hear the click of your boots and you walked down to the living room.

"Which one do you think would go best?" You held up two black chokers, one with a dangling dagger and the other one was a solid black choker with a few black chains attached to it. When worn it would look like a necklace.

"Hmmm, What about my hand?" Putting your hands down you crocked your head and gave him the look.

He laughed a little bit before he gave you a real answer, "That one." He pointed at one with the chains.

You smiled at him as you skipped down the few steps, "Mind putting it on for me?"

"Of course darling," He held his hand out for the jewelry as you turned around and moved your hair to the side of your neck.

His cold hands sent shivers down your spine as they grazed your neck. You heard a small click before you felt a kiss as the base of your neck. Turning around you looked at him, "How do it look?"

"Beautiful, you are so beautiful."

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He would love to just fuck you with nothing but a choker on, maybe even a collar if you're up for that.

your fish tights drive him WILD, get ready for him to rip them open while he's crashing his hips in with your.

Knee high socks would also drive him wild, expect to keep those on too.

He loves nothing more than to watch your make-up run down your face as you cry from pleasure.

Don't think he wouldn't want you to top either.

He would love nothing more than to be tied up calling you mommy whilst he begs for you to touch him.

He might even wear your chokers during this time too.

You might be able to get him on his knees to eat you out while you wear your big boots and fish tights.

"Please Mommy, I'll do anything, just please touch me."

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cod-sins · 9 months

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😞 can you write a head cannon or whatever the hell thoses things are called about könig with a heavy metal/punk reader

.ೃ࿐ Format: Hcs.

.ೃ࿐ Reader: Undisclosed.

.ೃ࿐ Ratings: SFW.

.ೃ࿐ Word Count: 486.

[A/N: I sure can! I'm not into the punk or heavy metal scene but I do listen to the music and I'm aware of some of the beliefs in the punk subculture.]

I already stated that König would listen to nu metal/rock instrumentals so he wouldn't be caught off guard by the music you listen to. He thinks it's really cute if you show him songs that are sung in German.

If you were to ever make a CD playlist of your favorite songs it would make König fall even more in love with you (if that's possible). He would listen to it all the time while deployed or whenever he missed you.

König would love to trade band tees with you even if he can't fit your size. He would just wear them as crop tops and you would wear his as sleepwear.

He would 100% help you with your DIY clothing. He knows how to sew so he would sew patches into your crust pants or jacket. König would have so much fun with you at stores like Hobby Lobby or thrift stores just looking for stuff to accessorize you with. He would spend a lot of time carefully placing studs, pins, and spikes on your jacket trying to make sure it looks perfect for you.

He would also sew a little German/Austrian flag on your jacket, where your heart would be! He tells you that this way he'll always be with you even if he's physically gone. [:,)]

Please convince him to wear fishnets, he would look so good in them.

Very fascinated with your hair. If you have straight hair and use a lot of product to make it stay up and spikey he has every window open while dramatically coughing. He'd help you pick out different hair dyes probably making it even harder for you to make a decision.

“Ah, liebe how about this one?” He says showing you a box of dark blue dye. “Or you could do this one.” He says now holding an orange box. “Or maybe this one as well?” Holding a green box. He'd buy them all if you wanted rainbow-colored hair.

The first time König saw you he was enamored with you, he thought you were so cool. He loved your style and how you didn't care what anyone else thought. Took him awhile to work up the confidence to befriend you.

König always listens to you ramble and rant about the military industry, capitalism, and society [🤡]. Even if he doesn't fully grasp certain topics he's still mentally jotting down notes.

If you play music he would hum along with your singing/screaming, he might even start singing himself if the music is loud enough and you couldn't hear him. He loooves watching you bang on drums or shred on your guitar.

König doesn't like drawing attention to himself but he would never tell you to change your style for him. In fact, he would push you to dress that way even harder. Might wear your style around the house.

#.jupiter writing #.könig #könig x reader #könig headcanons #könig x you #könig x gn!reader #könig x y/n #könig fluff #punk reader #heavy metal reader #cod x reader #cod x gn!reader #cod x female reader #cod x male reader #cod headcanons #könig hcs #.non-anon

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hearts4robs · 3 months

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Hii! Never done matchups before so sorry if I mess something up! 😭 Your writing is nice though so I wanted to try :)

Btw for fandom DC please! Pretty much the only one I'm more into from the ones you write about lol

I'm 18, gender is whatever to me but I prefer they/them pronouns and I'm okay with any gendered terms. I'm 5'2 and my hair is short and I usually dye it dark red. I'm asexual and kiss men (in theory). I'm pale and I have dark circles under my eyes that I just can't get rid off. Might be the bad sleeping schedule. Anyway. I'm slavic and English isn't my first language so I sometimes mess up pronunciation and grammar (this is both a trait and an apology for my English). Oh also my eyes are brown! I sometimes wear baggier clothes and sometimes switch to really feminine ones.

I've never been good at describing my personality, but I'll try my best. I love hanging out with people and socializing, but I also can't handle big loud events. I get anxious easily and feel like throwing up because of it. My friends have told me I'm funny because I often say stuff that makes no sense (it makes sense to me...). I don't like it when people help me with pretty much anything, I only ask for help if I REALLY need it. I love sending my friends silly images and stuff and talking about my interests. Oh, I draw! And I play guitar (I usually play an electric guitar, but I have an acoustic one too). I also play videogames if I have the time. As I mentioned before, I have a really bad sleeping schedule, but coffee makes me sleepy so I prefer tea. My love languages are quality time and words of affirmation. I usually enjoy physical touch, but it sometimes depends on the person and my mood. I consider myself an optimist. I think that's pretty much everything??

My perfect date would be a picnic in spring. I like warm (but not hot) weather and spring just makes me really happy. Me and the other person could bake something for each other and bring other snacks + drinks and then sit on a picnic blanket and talk for hours. Maybe play some music too if it's too quiet. It would be better if the picnic was at a park and not in a forest haha. Oh also for music I could also bring a guitar but there's a chance I would get too embarrassed to play in public. If there aren't any people around I won't be anxious, though.

My perfect type is someone smart and patient. Someone who can help me out when I'm struggling with something I don't understand but also won't get mad at me if it takes too much time. Also someone who can deal with my anxiety without just going "calm down". I would also like someone who would enjoy listening to me ramble about my interests and someone I can show my art to (without giving me unwanted criticism). Overall someone who supports me even when I'm being weird. It's not necessary, but it's definitely a bonus if the person is lowkey a nerd.

My favourite trope is pretty basic but I like friends to lovers. It's simple and cute. I'm a sucker for some mutual pining. That, combined with the "everyone knows but them"... perfect.

I feel like this is too short, sorry! I just really don't know what else to say.

Have a great day/night :)

𝐃𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐖𝐚𝐲𝐧𝐞: 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐫

“Wine or no?” Damian asks, picking up the wine glasses from the picnic basket.

There was no answer the first time, so, Damian turns his head, his brows tugging inward.

“Love.” Damian says, finally catching your attention. Your raise your head again, looking at him.

“Hm?”

“Wine or no wine?”

“Uh, wine.” You say with a smile before your return your eyes to your phone that was propped on your knee. Your legs were bended in criss-cross apple sauce style, guitar in hand.

You let out a quiet, frustrated grunt. Your guitar wasn’t tuning probably. Damian pours up two glasses of wine, sending you a sideways glance.

“What’s wrong?” He asks, cocking his brow at your furrowed brows.

“It won’t tune.” You grumble.

“Give it here, then.” Damian says, not waiting for you to agree as he grabs the guitar. And that son of a bitch doesn’t need more than three tries before getting it tuned perfectly, by ear.

“Oh, fuck you.”

“Sure.”

Headcanons:

Damian taught himself how to play your favourite song on guitar as soon as he found out you could play.

He has a habit of tapping his finger against your hand whenever you hold it. It’s not because he needs your attention, and he barely notices when he does it, but it’s just him checking you’re still beside him. (Even though he’s holding your fucking hand).

Damian is really bad at words so he tries to spend as much time with you as possible, even if it’s hard due to his job.

Damian knows how to handle your anxiety. Mostly due to his job as a vigilante, and because he sometimes deals with it himself, but also because he researched for hours after the first time it got bad around him. He’ll take care of you without a second of hesitation.

I rlly hope you like this and I am so sorry that it’s this delayed ☹️ </3

#★ robins events ★#dc x reader #dc #sfw #★ robins match up event! ★#damian wayne x reader #damian wayne

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little-fairy-forest · 3 years

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could you do a bakugo,Midoryia and Todoroki (all separate) with a really alt s/o ?

like they’re pretty well known on social media (like they’re on everyone’s pinterest boards you know?) they could be in the hero course or in mics music course !!

it’s alright if not !! i never really see alt rep in x reader work so i understand if you aren’t comfy with it :) have a lovely day sweets and remember to eat lots ! xx

🍀 hello dear! Just had lunch so I'm full and happy writing this :)

Boys x alt! reader

Bakugou, Midoriya, Todoroki, gn!reader, fluff

Bakugou

Yep, just from your style this boy likes you already

If your confident in your style- holy shit, this motherfucker started skimping and he didn't realise

I think he thought his 'type' was probably a sporty person or who shares love for heros, which good if you are also

But his s/o just rocking down the street in the cool ripped tights and those boots that challenge his? Yes please~

He feels like he can easily match your style a little bit, like he isn't alt himself but he can throw on an all black number and call it a day

Someone mocks you for how you dress? No, he isn't having it

People take pictures with you? Yeah okay but do not touch his s/o. Nope

He loves helping you develop your Instagram account, he knows a thing or two about photography ( ahem thanks Masaru)

He met you through Jiro, you were a good friend of hers since you took music lessons off her dad which led you to get into the music course

This boy insists on reading your lyrics/ music sheet before you show anyone else

He loves to chill with you, who needs to go to some crowded park when you can both chill listening to your playlist as you play videogames

He loves is when you pick out his outfits, honestly he will wear it, and let everyone know you chose it out

"Yeah, y/n picked out the jacket -of course I look good! Tch they know style dumbass"

Black nails? Black nails

Wants to do your eyeliner for you, but ends up letting you try our different designs on him first :)

Todoroki

He thought you were being "rebellious" so he tried to ask you how to do that to annoy his father

And then he found out you just enjoy this style- yeah he now wants to dye his hair bc fuck it

He normally wears pretty casual bland clothes so when you are given his dads credit card to splurge on yourself you deffintly pick up a few things for Shouto

He decides to listen to your spotify, definitely not his taste in music but he will bare it if it makes you happy :)

Todoroki with ear piercings? Yes, why? Because Endeavor hates them ;)

This boy isn't a huge fan of social media, simply due to him always being in the spotlight since he was very young, but if you want him in a few of your pictures he doesn't mind

^ he is the cutest hype man in the comments though "this is what perfection looks like 💓" "you look so cute :)" and the best one yet- "mine 🖤💍"

He enjoys doing your skin care for you before you both get until bed, just him wiping off your make up and moisturizing your skin makes him warm and fuzzy inside <3

Kaminari thought it was funny since apparently Todoroki in an "alt" style fits his personally better then a rich boy, Shouto doesn't understand but you found it funny

You jokingly called him "my dark prince" when you painted his nails black and he was wearing all black

Shouto loves walking around differnt shops with you as you shop for your style, he doesn't mind being a human coat rack, but in return you owe him a kiss for each item of clothing ;)

Midoriya

I wouldn't say he had an "alt" phase but he did go through a small "emo" phase a few years ago- dark time

He thinks it's cute how different you both are from each other

People have said he now has "scary dog" privileges, (is that was it's called?) When you both go out places

You once customized an All Might figure to match your aesthetic and gave it to him as a gift, it now has a special place on his shelf :)

Bakugou once commented on your style and he got the filthiest look from Deku, yeah Bakugou knows not to say anything anymore...

Izuku thought it would look cute if he got one ear pierced by you from those self piercing piercers, this boy took everything in him to not cry as you pierced his ear...

If your in the hero course and have a hero costume themed like your casual style, this boy is your hype man, seriously. He thinks it's so cool that you made your hero costume based around your self and not your quirk- or even just letting the designers do whatever

This boy tried to do eyeliner once- yeah...he got it in his eye

If you dye your hair he will help you

Has a little notebook on everything about your style and preferences, e.g. music, makeup brands, clothing styles etc.

As you can tell from this monstrosity of a post that I am clearly not Alt myself-

Thank you for reading!

Requests are closed!

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stayevildarling · 3 years

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How the Sarah Paulson AHS Characters react to reader dying their hair in a vibrant color: (One Shots/Headcanon)

Cordelia Goode: 💛

-All day Cordelia has been pacing back and forth in her office, waiting for you to return home from wherever you are. At first she didn't really notice your absence because she was in her office all day, expecting you to be in the greenhouse or with the girls somewhere but when she couldn't find you in the afternoon she started worrying and calling you. You couldn't pick up the phone however because currently you are hiding in your old room at the academy after one of your genius ideas and spells failed miserably

-All you wanted was to change the color of a rose for Cordelia because you have been watching the other girls all do it before and you wanted to surprise her by learning this spell. What you missed was that on the table where you focused your magic on wasn't just a rose but also a strand of your hair. So instead of only the rose changing into a nice pink color it turned your hair pink as well

-At first you didn't notice until you saw your reflection in one of the big windows of the greenhouse and you have been embarassed about this all day. Instead of talking to anyone about this you decided to just hide in your old room with some books trying to figure out how to reverse this spell and get your natural color back. In the meantime Cordelia double checked around the entire academy and eventually she found a pink rose and pink strands of hair on the table in the greenhouse and she connected the dots after asking Zoe who was last in the greenhouse and her telling the supreme it was you

-Finding you in the end wasn't that hard either because all Delia has to do is close her eyes, imagine you and boom she will be right there, teleported by your side. You were just in the middle of reading your book, sitting on your old bed when Cordelia suddenly appeared. ''Delia'' you squeal and you say ''I hate it when you do that'' but suddenly you remember your hair. Cordelia stands in front of the bed, looking at you with a little smile ''What did you do to your hair sweetheart?'' she questions playfully and you look down feeling embarassed. She approaches the bed and sits at the end of it ''Well I tried to do a spell for you to enchant a rose and I also changed my hair color instead of just the petals'' you say with a frown

-Cordelia just smiles the entire time and shaking her head playfully before saying ''I really like the rose and the pink hair'' and you furrow your eyebrows and look at her ''Really?'' you ask and she nods. ''I could change it back you know'' she says after a few moments of silence and you say ''Really?'' and she nods. ''Can you then because I don't like it'' you say with puppy eyes and Cordelia chuckles and with a flick of her wrist your hair is back to normal. ''Oh thank you Delia'' you say and breathe out feeling relieved that your hair is all back to normal. ''Next time Darling just come to me straight away and I can fix it'' Cordelia scolds a little with a raised eyebrow ''Dinner now?'' you ask feeling hungry from hiding away all day ''Yes sweetheart come on'' Delia chuckles and takes your hand while pulling you into a kiss

-Will never stop joking about the time you tried to enchant a rose and ended up with pink hair, always makes jokes or sometimes playfully threatens to turn your hair pink again when you don't listen to her or you are disobeying

Ally Mayfair-Richards: ❤️

-Your wife is currently preparing breakfast in the kitchen when she hears a loud high pitched scream coming from you in the bathroom. ''Oh my god'' you scream and Ally is quick to drop everything she is doing and run upstairs. As she enters the bathroom she sees you standing by the mirror your hair a bright blue color. ''What have you done?'' Ally asks slightly shocked and you shake your head in disbelief ''Nothing I just washed my hair'' and Ally furrows her eyebrow in confusion before you see a little someone standing by the doorframe giggling

''Oz Mayfair-Richards I swear to god'' you say as you see him and Ally is quick to turn around and look at him. She raises her eyebrow at him and he instantly starts apologizing ''I'm so sorry it was supposed to be a prank for mom''. Ally's jaw drops a little and she huffs ''So this was for me just wait you'' and she chases him across the entire house. You stand in the bathroom unsure what to think of this sudden change in your appearance. After changing your clothes, you walk downstairs to the kitchen only to see Oz sitting by the table with a frown. ''I'm sorry Y/N'' he apologizes again but you just ruffle through his hair and tell him ''Payback just wait buddy'' and he smiles

-Ally walks over to you with the bottle he used ''It's just temporary it should come out in a few washes'' she says relieved and you also feel slightly relieved although part of you actually really likes this color. You take the bottle out of Ally's hand and say ''Come here Oz'' but Ally is quick to chase after you and scold ''Don't you dare put this on his head'' and you argue ''You said it was just temporary, just a few washes'' mocking her words from seconds ago. ''Please mom we can all dye it'' he suggests and you nod your head and both of you and Oz look at Ally full of excitement

-She takes a deep breath and thinks about it for a moment, considering it's the holidays and you all have a few days off she ends up agreeing ''Fine but I will do Oz's hair and my own'' and you and Oz squeal and run to the bathroom, Ally following with a chuckle and shaking her head playfully. The three of you end up with blue temporary hair but you all love it, you take a thousand selfies, Oz doesn't stop talking about it to his friends on the phone and Ally just loves her little adorable family

Wilhemina Venable: 💜

-You walk into Kineros Robotics with your head held high, carrying some lunch for your girlfriend ready to surprise her at work. The last few days she has been so stressed and busy with work that you thought it would be nice to cheer her up a little. You decided to wear her favorite skirt on you, some tights she loves and bring her favorite lunch plus you as dessert if she is up for that. However the biggest surprise isn't the food, you or you showing up at her work unannounced it's the fact you just came from the hair dressers with your new hair color and Mina's favorite- purple of course

-Already from a few steps away you can hear her typing on her computer and you knock on her door gently. It takes a few moments before she replies ''Come in'' and at first she carries on working on her computer thinking it's her assistant or just someone getting on her nerves again but her jaw drops completely when she sees you and the hair. ''What on earth have you done?'' she asks her jaw still dropped. ''Don't you like it?'' you ask while closing the door and putting her lunch on the table. ''I do but why?'' Wilhemina asks, now a smirk visible on her face

-''Well you have my favorite color as a hair color- red and I thought I could have yours, I could tell you will like it'' you reply with a smirk and Wilhemina looks your body up and down. ''Besides this way everyone knows now that I belong to you'' you say with a smirk. ''Did you lock the door?'' Wilhemina asks while licking her lips ''Always Miss Venable'' you reply and she pulls you closer and sits you on her desk

-Wilhemina will be very shocked at first and unable to even speak about it because the gesture of you dying your hair purple just for her is something so special and no one has ever done anything special for her. Mina being Mina she is a bit awkward but soon enough will fall in love with the idea and your hair. Often strokes it and praises you for picking that color ''Good girl for choosing such a pretty color, little one'' she will say to you

Audrey Tindall: 💚

-You both have been talking about it for a little while now dying your hair in a more brighter color and what you didn't know was that when Audrey left for ''Work'' this morning she actually went to the hairdresser and when you told her you were gonna go to the ''Store'' you actually did the exact same

-Audrey decides for a turquoise color and you go for mint green. Once you both get home that night you stare at each other with the same hilarious expression. ''Oh my gawd you didn't'' Audrey says and you just start bursting out laughing that you both had the same idea, on the same day and even lied to what you are spending your day with and almost the same color

-''I love it'' you tell her as you actually take a proper look at her hair and you stroke through it. ''Yours is amazing too love'' Audrey says and she kisses your head and the two of you being adorable dorks you both walk around with very vibrant colors for a while, getting you strange looks wherever you both go especially when you go somewhere together

Billie Dean Howard: 🖤

-As soon as Billie Dean returns from work tonight she is so excited to see you. She unlocks the door and kicks off her heels while trying to find you. When she sees that you are not in the kitchen she frowns a little. Billie doesn't expect you to be her maid or anything and make her dinner every night but you usually do it so she is a little sad especially because you had messaged her in the morning you will cook for her

-She carries on looking for you and she can't find you anywhere at first. She was about to go back to the kitchen to get her phone and call you, thinking you might have gone somewhere when she hears silent sniffles coming from the bathroom. She instantly walks in there without knocking, worried why her babydoll would be upset. When she walks in however she sees you sitting on the floor with dark dirty green hair. She tries to hold in the chuckle and she kneels down in front of you ''Honey what happened?'' she asks and you try and fight the tears ''I was just trying to dye my hair blonde again and then this happened''

-Billie shakes her head and tuts ''Babydoll I have told you so many times don't use box dye and go to a hair dresser with me'' and you frown. ''I just wanted to surprise you that's all and I couldn't get an appointment anywhere until weeks so yeah'' and you cross your arms. ''Well you definitely have surprised me babydoll'' Billie says with a smirk and she offers her hand to help you up. ''But I'm ugly now'' you frown and Billie lifts up your chin and looks into your eyes ''Kitten you could never be ugly don't say that'' and you simply nod and mumble ''Okay''

-She leads you out of the bathroom and into the living room ''Alright you go ahead and order us some food and I will call Constance I think she has a good hairdresser and she might be able to get us an appointment for tomorrow'' Billie says and you smile, take the phone and thank your girlfriend. ''Thank you Billie'' you say shily and Billie walks off swaying her hips and answering ''Anything for you babydoll'' and you feel all warm and loved that Billie is taking care of you like that. You end up ordering Billie and your usual order and Billie gets you an appointment for the next day

-She takes you there and insists on staying with you and thankfully the hair dressers are able to fix it and you end up with pretty blonde hair. ''So pretty darling'' Billie praises as she takes you back home after paying for your new hair as well. ''Thanks for everything Billie'' you say and give her a kiss on the cheek while she takes you both home ''The green didn't look too bad'' she jokes and you roll your eyes and playfully punch her arm

Sally McKenna: 💙

-Your girlfriend has been waiting for you to return from your appointment all day. You didn't exactly tell her where you are actually going which only caused Sally to be suspicious and just a little jealous and also scared you won't come back due to her abandonment issues. What she didn't know however was that you are sticking to a weird dare that Sally found on social media. The post said ''Your first @ has to dye their hair in a vibrant color'' and of course Sally tagged you but never expected you to go through with it especially because it was a few days ago

-Considering you spent most of your days with Sally and in the hotel you thought why the hell not. So you ended up going to the hairdressers across the street from the hotel and you picked orange. It has always been one of your favorite colors and you just really wanted to go for orange and a short hair cut. As soon as you walk back into the hotel Liz sees you and approaches ''Looking good girl'' she says and you blush a little ''Well Sally is gonna love that pumpkin'' she says with a wink knowing all too well about how Sally always calls you by that pet-name

-You find Sally sitting in a booth by the bar and just drinking something. She sees you and looks away again before realizing you just walked into the bar. She spits her drink out seeing the color and she approaches you. ''What the fuck did you do?'' she asks shocked and you smirk and reply ''The post you tagged me in remember?'' and it takes a few seconds for her to reply ''Pumpkin I didn't think you would actually do that, it's orange'' she says while stroking through it gently ''Oh my god you are actually my little pumpkin now'' she says with soft puppy eyes and your heart melts at her words. She pulls you into a hug before dragging you to the bar to get a drink with her and show everyone your new hair color

-Will take selfies with you and photos of you, showing you off all over social media. She will edit a photo of you with a little pumpkin emoji and post it with the caption ''My little pumpkin'' and the hashtags ''my little pumpkin'' and ''hands off-mine'' Will never shut up about the orange hair and always forces you to get it dyed again once the color starts to fade and you both love it

Lana Winters: 🧡 (AU -now time)

-Your girlfriend is so excited to pick you up for your day together today because she agreed to take you to pride. You both have been preparing for ages, buying matching rainbow outfits, little badges and flags. What she didn't know yet is that she is in for another rainbow surprise as soon as you open the door. When you hear the doorbell you are a bit nervous of her reaction considering you have dyed your hair from your natural color to rainbow color, even though it will be temporary you are still nervous about her reaction

-As soon as you open the door Lana's cute smile turns into her jaw dropping slightly and eyes going wide ''Oh my god'' she chuckles after the initial shock and she asks ''Is that permanent?'' but you quickly reassure her it will wash out in a few days. ''Okay good I love it then'' she says with the most adorable smile and you can't help but smile at how adorable she looks with the rainbow t-shirt, pride pin and little rainbow face paint and her hair in a cute ponytail

-She will take your hand ''Ready sweetie?'' and you will both spend the best day together, dancing with people, singing to the music and enjoying your day at pride. A LOT of people mention and compliment your hair and Lana smiles every single time, proud to be your girlfriend

A/N: I have more stories on my wattpad- check it out ✨

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asimpfor2dcharacter · 3 years

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Note: In this chapter there will mention two of my oc ( original character) their physical appearance will be present in the future chapters.

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Chapter 2: Cafè and tea

In the morning the rain was strumming against the window of her room and she was preparing herself to go into the living room. She decided to wear a light pigiama suited for the weather and thought that it was unnecessary to wear the golden ring she usually uses because no one was going to see it anyway beside her parents. It has already been several days since she came back to Japan and she mostly spent her time with her parents: cooking with her mother, training with her father and beating him in a game of chess. Mundane actions that people usually do with their parents but she can't, due to the fact that she lives far from them.

She decided to join his father in the kitchen who was busy cooking breakfast.

Aizawa noticed the presence of his daughter when she entered the room,

"Goodmorning Y/n, your mom already left this early in the morning to work".

"Morning Dad, are those pancakes?," she asked, setting the table.

"Yes your favourite, you can already eat the one on the table while it's still hot ," he said, pointing at the table where there were several pancakes on a plate.

"Thanks Dad," she glanced outside the window and there was still a drizzling rain, " the weather forecasts show that around lunch time there will be sun for the rest of the day, so me and Yuga planned to meet each other in a cafè nearby,".

"That sounds great," he flipped the last pancakes on the pan and he put it on his plate and then he took a chair beside her daughter.

"Well dad thank you for the breakfast,".

While cutting his food, he asked her, "Y/n in a few days I have the final appointment at the tailor shop for my wedding suit. I wanted to ask you if you can come with me?,".

"Are you asking me that because you genuinely want me to be there or you just don't want to be alone with uncle Mic?," she said while spreading the Nutella on her pancake.

"A mix of both, so are you coming?,".

"Of course I will, it's not everyday to see you in such a formal outfit," he rolled his eyes at her daughter's comment, making her tease her father more, knowing his preference over more comfortable clothes rather than elaborate one's.

"But Dad, one week before I came here in Japan you told me that Nezu offered you the position of UA principal, have you already made a decision?,".

Once he heard the question, he wiped his mouth with a napkin and slowly he put the fork on the table. "Honestly no".

"Why?".

"I thought about it and Y/n I know it's a great honour to be the UA principal but," crossing his arm he continued, " I'm getting older and I don't if I can continue to be a hero for more years let alone be the UA principal," he said touching his left leg. She knew what exactly he meant with those words. "Beside," he added, " working as a principal, sure does take off your free time and I prefer spending my free time with your mom rather than working on paperworks,".

"You really love mom," she said.

"Well yeah, that's why I'm marrying her," he admitted with a smile on his face.

"That's it I'm going to tell mom when she comes back home,".

"Please don't, she will tease me about it for the whole week,".

Both of them almost finished eating their food when her father asked, "Y/n I know you told us you took this vacation for health reasons but it might also be because of those articles about you?".

She immediately stopped eating, her eyes were avoiding his father's gaze, almost ashamed to meet them,"So you saw it".

"Yes I saw them, I read those negative reviews about your latest book so does your mom but don't get down on yourself. I know how negative opinions of others can bring you down but don't forget that you will always have me and your mom support you for everything. Me and your mom just want you to communicate with us when something is wrong," and now it was his turn to avoid her gaze, not wanting her to see his eyes tearing up, "we just don't want to repeat what happened to you six years ago,".

She listened attentively at his words, she knows how both of her parents suffered for the events of that day and she promised to herself that it will never happen again, "I know dad I'm working on it and I promise you, you will never see me again in that situation".

"Your mom and I just what the best for you," he said, patting gently on your head.

"I know dad I know," she admitted, giving her father a reassuring smile.

"Oh wait, you said your meeting Aoyama right," he pulled out from his pocket his wallet and gave her 13,000 yen (99 in euro, 117 in dollars), "here take it,".

"Dad, I'm twenty-six years old, I can pay for my stuff,".

"Just take it ok," He replied while sipping a cup of coffee pretending not to hear the protest coming from his daughter.

After the deep conversation she had with Aizawa this morning, she was now preparing to meet Aoyama. Once choosing her outfit, she decided to wear the golden ring on the fourth finger of her left hand to complete the look. Fortunately the weather forecast was right and it was a sunny day outside and her best friend informed her that they will meet in a cafe. He told her how excited he was to try their famous cheesecake and the way he described the pastry makes her want to try.

It took only twenty minutes by walking from her house to arrive at the cafè shop Aoyama told her. From the outside the wall of the shop was black and it was ornated with several climbing plants, there was also a big wooden door as the entrance and inside the place it was rather a cozy atmosphere.

She was searching for her best friend who was in disguise to avoid fans attention towards him and he told her to be able to recognise him, he was wearing a green merchandise t-shirt of Deku with a pair of dark sunglasses and a dark blue bucket hat. After searching for a couple of minutes she finally saw her friend in the most isolated part of the shop and near him there was a TV attached to the wall. He was sitting in a chair using his phone but she noticed something different from her best friend.

"I can't believe he really did that," she thought.

"Yuga I thought you were joking when you said to me you were going to dye your hair," admiringing his new hair color now similar to the shade of blonde of Lucius Malfoy.

After some years of not seeing her in person, he immediately gave her a warm hug, "Y/n!!! It's so nice to see you again".

"Yuga, you don't know how much I missed you," she said, returning back the hug, "it's been two years since we saw each other and the last time was when you visited me in New York".

"And what were you saying about my hair, for your information," flipping his hair with a hand in a too dramatic way, " these are amazing," he said, not caring too much about him blowing up his disguise.

"Whatever you say Lucius Malfoy. So how is my favourite hero?," she asked once they took their seats.

He confesses to her the struggle of being the number fifteen hero, how the paparazzi each day that pass are becoming more determined to invade his private life and his agency already gave five restriction orders to five paparazzi only this last three months. He can't imagine how difficult it is for higher ranking heroes to maintain their privacy, he admitted, but on a positive note he and his team are working hard to climb higher in the hero rankings this year and they are also trying to sign better sponsorships with other companies' brands.

"So yeah, this is basically what I've been doing in the last months," he picked the menu card, " and you, my favourite writer, keep me updated on what is happening in your life," he asked, flipping the menu card.

"Well first I'm sorry for what happened to you with the paparazzi, at least your agencies manage the whole situation well but don't worry I don't have any doubts that you will achieve the top ten hero podium. So you wanted to know my personal life or my work life?,".

"All of it," He admitted with a devilish smile painted on his face.

"You jerk, so where do I start," taking a deep breath, "let's talk first about work, even though I told my parents it was my own decision to be on holiday, actually, it is more like my agency imposed me to take this vacation, because of the critiques. Although my recent book was a success to the public, the critiques were, well, quite harsh.

I have been working in this industry for a long time to develop a thick skin towards harsh criticisms but my agency didn't take it well, they told me, I should take time off from working before publishing a new book. They don't want to see again what they read about me in those articles written by literary critics, phrases like 'The book is so predictable, 'Has Adrianne lost her spark of writing?', 'The book is not on the same level as the other that she wrote', 'I will not even read to meet pets'.

He put down the menu card in his hands, "Y/n, I'm sorry for what happened to you but don't let those critics let you down. I know your worth as an writer and looks like also my colleagues know it, the way they were down knowing you took half year off from writing, you should have seen their reaction when they red what those literary critics wrote about you they were furious to them and every time they talk about your stories and theories about it, their face are engulfed of joy" he said taking both of your hands in his and slightly squeeze it. "Y/n if you can only see the happiness of my co-workers imagines the joy you bring to others millions of people that read your stories around the globe," he expressed with a smile on his face, after all the years that you know him that smile always brings you comfort. "Y/n remember you are the one who brought that medium company to become one of the biggest and most important company in New York with your amazing works, you are their big fish. Even if those literary critics didn't like your books, what can your company do against you? Fire you? Please they are nothing without you," he added.

Trying to not laugh at his last statement, she dried the tears forming in her eyes for the words of support from her friend, she said, "Ohhh Yuga chan, you really know how to make a woman cry".

He winked at her, "What can I say, it's the charm of being a hero".

"Ok let's stop with these tear-jerking moments and let's order." Playfully slapping his arm and picking up the menu card to choose what to order. "I honestly don't know what to pick besides their cheesecake, there are so many to choose from".

"Well I also recommend you to check their drinks,".

Flipping through the pages of the menu card, she decided what to choose, " I know what to order and you?," He nodded indicating to her, he was also ready to order.

A waitress came towards them after she called her, "Hi, are you ready to take an order?".

Y/n spoke for both of them, " Yeah, we both chose the cheesecake and for the drinks a black tea and a bottle of water".

"I'm sorry to say this but there is only one cheesecake left," the waitress informed them both.

"It's ok Y/n you can take it-"

"You are more excited than me to try their cheesecake, so I will pick the tiramisù instead of the cheesecake," she said to the waitresses.

Once the waitress was gone Aoyama told her best friend, " I still can't believe it, our friendship basically started thanks to cheese".

She laughed at what he said because it was basically the truth, she remembered the day she met him.

Her mother gave birth to her in Musutafu, Japan, but at the age of five her mother decided to move to London. When the young girl asked the reason why they needed to reside in another country, her mother's eyebrow frowned at the question but there was an evident sadness in her eyes and a wounded look she tried to hide under a smile. Her mom lowered herself to approach the same height of her child and with her hand she gently patted the hair of her daughter and with hesitation she answered "It's for the best".

So the single mother and her daughter lived their life in tranquillity, trying to fit in a new community and culture with her mother working as a nurse in a big hospital in London and her going to school and living most of her childhood in England.

Y/n didn't make a lot of friends considering her timid nature until one day she discovered a blog that contains: information, fun facts and new discovery about cheeses. A lot of kids around her age didn't like the smell of it and they always say it because the smell of it reminds them of sticky feet. So when she met on this blog a person around her same age that also has the same passion as her they immediately became friends and this boy's name was Yuga Aoyama.

The young girl and her online friend almost spent their time together, talking about what they wanna be in the future.

"Y/n chan when I grow up I want to be a hero just like All Might," the young boy announced, showing to her the All Might plushie.

"I don't really know what I want to be when I grow up, maybe just like my mama?. I just want one day to meet you in person Yuga,".

Unbeknownst to the ten years old girl, her wish will become reality when her mother informs her that they will go back to live again in Musutafu ,Japan. Her mom receives an offer to work as an assistant for Recovery Girl and to her mother's surprise her daughter was more than happy to go back to Japan because this means that she will have the opportunity to meet her online friend in person.

After five years living in England they are finally back in Japan. Her mother was euphoric for the fact that both of them are finally back in their home country and after a few weeks of fixing their apartment Y/n didn't lose time to meet her online friend in person and they decided to meet near the UA school.

After meeting in person the two became closer to each other and their friendship solidified over the years until they both went to the UA high school with Aoyama achieving his dream to go to the hero course and her simply frequenting the general department.

The first year of UA recently started and Aoyama and her were walking in the hallway of the school to go to the cafeteria during lunch break, their peaceful conversation was interrupted when they heard loud noises coming from their back.

There was a boy with blond hair and a black lightning symbol on his hair that just passed them running from something or rather from someone, "You see that boy his name is Kaminari, one of my classmates but I don't know why he's running this fast".

She was going to tell her best friend something until she heard another loud sound of explosion coming from behind her. When she turned around to see what was the cause of the tumult the girl notice another blond boy running towards them with a furios remark on his face, the boy was clearly using his quirk in the school hallway, even if he wasn't allowed to, a blast of explosion appearing on his hands to be able to run faster and Y/n seeing all of this was already ready to ignore it until she heard.

"SHINE!".

After hearing those words coming from the blond boy, Y/n was astonished by what she realised and she didn't even register that she basically screamed to the boy, "What it's you".

Bakugo was searching for Kaminari trying to teach him a lesson for a stupid prank that him and Mineta played on him. After giving a lesson to Mineta it was Kaminari turns now, he was running to find him until he lost sight of him, the only evidence where to find him was hearing his scream of terror trying to escape from Bakugo. The angry blond male immediately knew where the noise was coming from and it was from the hallway near the cafeteria and of course Bakugo didn't lose time and he instantly used his quirk to run faster towards the hallway where the scream of Kaminari was coming from.

Out of frustration he let out a curse but he didn't know that screaming that word can change his life forever.

In the hallway he saw his classmate Aoyama and a girl near him, he was going to ignore them until the unknown girl screamed at him.

Bakugo was continuously running but eventually lose his balance and control of his quirk when the girl in front of him screamed at him, his pupil become more dilated and suddenly his breath grow shorter until he was a few steps from the unknown girl and at that moment he completely lose track of his footstep making him fell on the ground with the girl under him.

Y/n didn't understand what just happened, her body was lying on the ground and she felt a weight of another person on top of her, when she opened her eyes she was greeted with a pair of carmine eyes observing her movement attentively.

" Fuck it's you then ," Bakugo said.

"Y/n ," he called her, "you were zoning out," he added.

"I'm sorry I was thinking of something," she created an excuse, mentally scolding herself to stop reminiscing about the past with rose tinted glasses.

He was going to say something until both of their attention was now focused on the tv near them.

There was a lady in her thirties announcing that one month from now there will be an annual hero gala and the woman was presenting which heroes will be present that night. The lady was showing pictures of various superheroes which some of them were familiar to Y/n from Aoyama and old UA students but what caught her attention was the remark that the woman said when she presented the pictures of Bakugo and her girlfriend.

Look at those two our national sweet couple, we all can't wait to see them and in a few months by now there will be their six years anniversary together .

Y/n and Yuga looked at each other's eyes and they cringed at that nickname that the host gave them.

"National sweet couple? Seriously?," she asked, trying to hold her laugh.

A hand in front of his mouth to suppress his laugh, he said, "Believe me there are worse nicknames that I heard about those two. But you know what is more interesting," he suddenly lowered his voice and asked her to come near him, "there are some rumours in the hero circle that say that Bakugo cheated multiple times on Yua".

At his last statement, she looked with sadness at the golden ring present on her fourth finger and thought Well this isn't like the first time that happen.

" but you know, what is the most interesting part of the 'cheating rumors' about Bakugo is that none of it comes out from the public's eyes," he added.

"Well this is strange considering this is the type of news paparazzi and the media will fight to know ".

Suddenly the conversation she was having with her friends was interrupted when a waitress served them their food.

"Y/n let's stop talking about Bakugo love life, tell me about yours-".

"Not existent," she cut him short.

"Oh c'mon Y/n there will be someone who can make your heart beat again- ".

His complaints were interrupted with the ring of her phone.

"Who is it?," he asked.

She checked her phone and told him, " It's Aki".

"Speaking of the devil. You mean that Aki, the son of the president of the company you work for? The golden bachelor of your company and every female tried to seduce but failed eventually?," he said, drinking his tea.

"I'm sorry to interrupt your fantasies but he's only a good friend of mine, probably he only called just to talk about work knowing him," she admitted, answering the call.

"Hi Aki, ohh you're coming to Japan, when?,".

She heard her friend whispering to her, "Interesting," she rolled her eyes at her friend's comment.

"Ok bye Aki,".

"So what did you talk about,".

She told Aoyama what they talked about and it was mainly about work. Aki is the vice president of the company and in a few days he will come to Japan to take over an important project that was to build a new branch company located in Tokyo.

"And he also asked me if he can take me out to dinner when he will be here,".

"Well well well this sounds like a date to me. Do you ever think that he might have feelings for you?," he asked.

She defended herself, "We knew each other for a few years now, if he ever had feelings for me I should have noticed it by now".

" Y/n , I mean you didn't even notice when Bakugo had-".

She knew exactly where he was coming from and she didn't like it. She touched the ring in her finger with her other hand and with a firm voice she said to him, " Aoyama, stop, I might have not noticed in the past but now I will definitely know if someone has it".

Aoyama noticed her discomfort around that particular subject and he immediately tried to ask for forgiveness, "I'm sorry. I should've thought better before bringing it out that subject".

"It's ok Yuga. I shouldn't be angry with you about things that happened years ago," she comforted him, returning to her calm nature.

"No no no I'm on the wrong side this time and I want you to forgive me by going shopping and let me pay for your stuff," he informed her.

"Wait no you shouldn't do it-".

"I insist Y/n and I don't accept no for an answer," he announced, winking at her.

"I mean if you insist….".

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uwua3 · 4 years

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may I request taichi with friend/crush reader? reader asked taichi to help them dye their hair, and while the hair dye is processing they start to awkwardly flirt/joke with each other to the point that they don't notice how much time passed and the dye became too dark. i'm sorry if this is too specific, but thank you so much in advance if you do write it! take care! c:

hi hi, anon~ ☆ thank you so much for requesting! this made me sososo #Happy because taichi deserves all the love in the world 💗 !! ∪･ω･∪ please give our baby puppy nanao your heart 🥺👉🏻👈🏻 he deserves it! you also deserve love, anon~ ‧⁺◟( ᵒ̴̶̷̥́ ·̫ ᵒ̴̶̷̣̥̀ ) please accept all my #Love 💖✨ for this prompt! thank you for everything, i love you lots, okay? :D 💕

summary: when your best friend, taichi, texts you there’s an emergency, you come running to a bad hair day

author’s note: please love taichi lots, reader! that’s all~ have a good rest of your day and remember taichi & i will always love you sososo much !! (>◡<♡).:｡

word count: 3,055

music: dream boy – waterparks

bad hair day!

🍁🛹 nanao taichi

“where is he?!”

sakyo stared down at you, opening the door after waking up to repetitive pounding that nearly shook the whole dorm

you were still in your pajamas and out of breath—did you run over here?

before sakyo could angrily swear at you for making no sense just past midnight, you ducked underneath his arm and escaped around the corner

although some dorm lights were on, most of the rooms were pitch black as expected of it being a school day tomorrow. you were about to sprint into the slightly ajar door of room 105 before omi stepped out, an amused smile greeting you

“taichi’s in the bathroom, if you’re looking for him.” omi gestured towards the shared bathrooms at the end of the hallway, to which you gratefully thanked him and ran off again

(omi looked after you, a smile upon his tired expression. “kids these days.” omi yawned, heading back into his dorms and shutting the door softly behind him)

you didn’t take as much consideration into your actions before you slid into the communal bathroom, slamming the door behind you with uncontrollable force. you leaned against it, panting as you finally saw him

nanao taichi was sitting near the sink with three (3) boxes of random hair dye on the counters, very obviously confused and distressed

“taichi, what’s the emergency?!”

“my hair dye isn’t the right shade!”

“... are you serious?”

this was it. it was hair–dye day

except this time, it wouldn’t be just taichi’s hair transformation—you were getting a new look, too!

how did you get yourself into this mess exactly? maybe sleepily reading an urgent message from your best friend late at night declaring he was having an “emergency” wasn’t a good idea after all...

there was something about taichi’s big puppy eyes that couldn’t make you say no despite all your frustration, so here you were, tiredly following an overexcited boy down the aisles of the local convenience store

did i mention it was way too late? on a school day, by the way? i didn’t, well, now you know!

“taichi,” you called out, rubbing the sleepiness from your eyes and tried not to wince at the bright led lights of the display. taichi barely paid attention, humming an incoherent answer as he browsed the rainbow shelf of hair dyes in front of him

“don’t you think... we should wait until tomorrow?” taichi seemed to process your words a moment late, because he turned towards you, bewildered as if you were the crazy one

yeah, you were crazy. taichi definitely wasn’t holding three wildly different boxes of hair dye and debating between all of them. he also definitely didn’t mislead you into thinking something happened when all he had was s bad hair day. you knew you had to intervene or else his usual red would become kazunari’s palette

“tomorrow? what’s wrong with now?”

“it’s almost midnight, we have school in nearly seven hours, and i know for a fact you didn’t do your homework.”

(taichi flinched at that and you were unsatisfied to see you were right, as always)

“i know that, but!—” “it’s midnight.” “hey, new day, new you, right?” “we have school in a few hours.” “think of how cool you’ll be showing up with dyed hair!” “you have homework.”

“i know, i know,” taichi shrugged, holding the boxes up to his line of sight with serious consideration as he glanced at you. with one look at your tiredness, taichi put the red cart down and completely faced you, putting his hands on your shoulders with a pout

“come on, don’t be like that!” taichi whined, nearly stomping his feet when you just huffed and looked away. jumping so he stayed in your view, it was like a pet wanting attention and using its cuteness as its charm

“hey, hey, look at me, please~?” taichi dragged out, moving his hands so they cupped your cheeks. he made you look at him and all you saw was a backwards baseball cap on a head of nearly half black hair and wide cyan eyes. he looked fully awake, you wondered where his infectious energy came from

“turn that frown, upside down!” taichi turned the corners of your lips up with his pointer fingers, making you automatically smile with the way his giggle got louder. “that’s my best friend!” taichi patted your cheeks again and bounced back down to his heels, rocking back and forth on his worn down sneakers

“look at us! we’re two high schoolers about to make an impulsive decision! nothing could go wrong!” taichi laughed and although there were a million things that could’ve gone wrong, you just sighed with a smile on your face

“you’re right.” you said even if he wasn’t. taichi just picked the cart back up and tilted his head towards the dyes, asking for your opinion on what colors you liked

you chose red, too. when taichi questioned why curiously, you patted his head and responded with, “so we can match!”. the boxes of hair dye you both bought were red just like taichi’s face when you answered honestly

sneaking back into the bathroom to avoid the “you have school” lecture from a very pissed off sakyo who still couldn’t go back to sleep, you and taichi failed at hushed whispers. everything felt like a joke and it didn’t exactly help taichi found everything you did hilarious and comical

setting down the boxes like it was second nature, taichi let out a sound of excitement at the colors. even if you were running on little to no sleep, you felt the same with the adrenaline of looking like a new person in just a few hours

“we’re gonna look so cool!” taichi squealed, taking his time mixing the dye color with the bowl and brush quickly

you sat on the sink counter, swinging your legs as taichi leaned onto the surface next to you, rambling away about how popular red was this season and how all the students will fall in love with his trendiness

used to your friend’s lovesick, hopeless romantic antics, you fondly rolled your eyes as you stretched, stifling a yawn

“is that why you decided to dye your hair tonight?”

“... maybe. there was advice that having perfext roots would attract any woman in my favorite love advice column!”

“...” “do you think people will like my hair?” “they might think we’re a couple since we’re matching.”

taichi suddenly stopped mixing, staring at the bowl wide eyed at the red dye. you were about to ask what happened, before taichi nervously laughed and looked towards the ground

“u–us? a couple?! no way...” taichi blurted out, avoiding your eyes as he began mixing even faster

“do you want me to change my color then—?” you cautiously started, about to change your mind before taichi interrupted hastily, almost knocking the other boxes over by waving his gloved hands

“no! i mean, haha... no, no, it’s fine! don’t worry about it!” taichi laughed so you slowly nodded, not buying it but deciding to go with the flow anyways. you were too tired to think about it too hard

you both unanimously agreed that taichi would dye your hair first. after all, he had more experience doing this by himself until you came along

one thing though, you didn’t want to ruin your pajama shirt. after rummaging through his closet quietly, you felt a t–shirt land on your head and heard a victorious laugh from the doorway

lifting the shirt, you recognized the one–eyed monster graphic design on the front, its tongue sticking out with some graffiti text above its head

“are you sure? you always wear this one?” you hesitated to take it before taichi forced it back into your hands, his expression easy and humorous

“take it, it’ll look better on you, anyways.” taichi casually said and you wondered how many smooth pick up lines he’s been reading. but, one look at his light smile and you could tell he genuinely meant it

returning back into the bathroom wearing a black t–shirt, you had changed into his t–shirt as well. while you were making sure all the dyes were separated to avoid any accidents, you barely noticed taichi stop dead in his tracks

(how come you looked so... good, in his t–shirt? maybe, he should give you his clothes more often... taichi gulped, wondering why he was suddenly feeling this way. it must’ve been the lack of sleep, the tiredness of staying up past his usual bedtime, that’s all!)

“are you ready for the best hair day ever?”

unexpectedly, taichi was quiet for the next hour or so. you could tell from the way he carefully applied just the right amount on your roots to how he knew the time on the box without even looking

maybe it was the way neither of you had proper sleep schedules, but you nearly fell asleep when taichi began combing your hair. after letting it develop, taichi began evenly distributing the red color while humming a popular pop song from his playlist in the background

you didn’t know when you dozed off, but you woke up to a flash of a camera and heard taichi’s snickers right in front of you. rubbing your eyes, you sat up straighter to notice a plastic bag was wrapped around your hair with an empty bowl of red dye discarded in the sink

“morning, sleepyhead~!” taichi greeted way too happily at this hour, making you groan as you stood up. “you didn’t sleep, taichi?” you wondered out loud, noticing how he scrolled through his phone aimlessly with a nonchalant sound

“yawn—i mean! i’m not even tired, gotta wait for your timer to go off to rinse your hair!” (it was his rule that he was always the last person to sleep if he was with you) taichi proudly held up his phone and showed you the screen, as if you could see it from there

(maybe if you could, you would’ve prevented the disaster about to occur in the very near future)

“your turn, puppy. come over here.” you stretched and taichi squealed, running over just to nearly knock over the chair from excitement. taichi always liked doing things with you, and you pampering him made him feel a lot happier than he’d like to admit

“can you stay still?” “i’m trying~! geez, so mean first thing in the morning... uuh...” “awww come on, don’t act like a kicked puppy, taichi!” “woof...”

it was the saddest bark you’ve ever heard. you smiled even if taichi was squirming in his seat and pet his dry hair, your best friend automatically leaning into your touch with a content sigh as he closed his eyes. oh, finally! taichi went still, letting you start the dye process quickly

just like you, taichi was on the verge of staying awake and falling asleep. it was nice to have someone taking care of you like a little kid, not to mention how neither of you have slept for more than half a hour at time. as you applied the rest and making sure all the sections were even, taichi stirred in his sleep with a cute yawn again

“i’m cool, right?” taichi mumbled, seemingly getting closer and closer to snoring. you held back a snicker, nodding your head as you kept going with the dye. for your first time, it wasn’t even that bad

“yes, of course. you’re the coolest boy at o high, taichi.” you reassured truthfully, to which taichi pouted like a kid, crossing his arms and leaning his head back. you made sure none of the dye dripped off before you started painting the bright red on again

“that’s not true... juza and tenma go to o high... they’re so popular, everyone loves them.” taichi added on sadly, but you knew he meant it and it wasn’t just fishing for compliments. wondering why a boy as amazing as taichi would have an inferiorty complex, you frowned and tried to focus on applying the dye

“well, i think you’re the coolest to me, then. after all, juza and tenma don’t have this cool red hair!” you almost ruffled his hair but stopped, knowing it’d mess up the part. taichi must’ve sensed you were about to do so, because he let out a loud, sudden laugh with a big smile

“hehe, you’re the coolest to me, too!” taichi trailed off into a low voice, about to fall asleep for good. you wrapped his head to make sure the hair stayed in place, satisfied with your hard work and dedication to your best friend’s appearance

“do you say that to everyone you meet?” you joked, but taichi just shook his head vigirously, entering sleepy puppy mode anyways

“no, just you, you know why~?”

“why?”

“‘cause... i like y...”

taichi snored, his head falling lower as he fell asleep for good. you didn’t even process it, deciding to take the seat next to him without checking the time

time to get some shut eye...

you slowly woke up, realizing that you were now laying your head on top of taichi’s. he was almost drooling on your shoulder, even breaths leaving his lips as he continued sleeping. you lifted your head to look around for the reason why you woke up, until you noticed the constant ringing of taichi’s phone on the sink counter

“puppy, wake up, it’s time to rinse our hair.” you pushed taichi off, automatically waking him up as he rapidly blinked, trying to focus his blurry vision as he yawned

“... has the sun always been up?”

you froze, staring at taichi’s casual expression before it morphed into shock, his wide eyes finding yours with urgency. don’t tell me...

you rushed off the chair, nearly hitting it to the ground as you grabbed taichi’s vibrating phone, looking at the screen. instead of a timer for rinsing, it was labeled for starting the school day

“taichi.” you said, slowly turning to see him staring back at you. the realization dawned upon both of you severely. “we have school in less than a hour.”

mankai bathrooms were always chaotic in the morning, especially with twenty (20) plus boys all sharing one space. yet, today might’ve been the worst day to use the bathroom yet

you and taichi immediately began cleaning up and rinsing your hair at the same time, losing your minds over the lack of time as you two knew both your hair could not be saved

“what if i’m not cool anymore?!”

“can we focus on going to school on time?”

(banri and juza were exchanging their usual harsh morning greetings to each other, walking side by side to the bathroom only to hear taichi’s pierching shriek and your immediate scream back. they shared a look before collectively going back to their room, not wanting to know. it was the first thing they agreed upon in a while)

taichi dashed out of the bathroom with half a hour to spare, quickly putting on his uniform on without noticing omi who stood by the door, holding onto taichi’s backpack with an amused glint to his eyes

when taichi finally found his o high dark green blazer and pants (his dress shirt buttons were mismatched, but that wasn’t important), he was about to run right past omi before omi put his arm out, stopping taichi from leaving

“forgetting something?” omi held out taichi’s backpack with a packed lunch, making taichi exhale with relief as he took it gratefully. “omi, you’re the best ever!”

omi instead shook his head and crossed his arms, gesturing towards the bathroom where you were still cleaning up the red mess

“no, they’re the best. make sure you tell them that.” omi scolded gently, ruffling taichi’s hair but suddenly narrowing his eyes, looking the teen up and down with a confused look

“huh...? didn’t you dye your hair, why isn’t it that red?”

“don’t remind me, omi!”

(fun fact: leaving hair dye on for longer than 45 minutes will in fact, make the color much darker than intended)

(also... dry hair...)

you luckily brought your uniform, thinking the big emergency would require a sleepover. you stepped out of the bathroom and apologized to the bewildered and incredulous line that formed outside, rushing off to find taichi shoving a piece of bread in his mouth

“here! catch!” you assumed taichi tried to say, because his words were muffled as he threw you something from the kitchen. you caught it with ease, putting it in your pocket as you and taichi said goodbye to everyone in the dorms

you two didn’t even bother addressing why taichi’s hair was many shades darker and why yours was red as well. you two just left and prayed to whoever was listening you’d make it to school on time... or else

half way through making it out the door, you and taichi finally caught each other’s eyes and burst into laughter, nearly falling onto each other in the middle of the sidewalk like a bunch of weirdos

“yo! look at our hair!” taichi spluttered out, reaching up to touch your now red hair. you wheezed, trying to not cry from the sheer audacity of the strange situation at hand

“dude, look at your hair! it’s even darker!” you laughed and even though his bright red hair was apart of his identity, taichi couldn’t stop laughing just because he went through it with you

“am i still cool?”

“definitely, even cooler now, i think.”

the laughter died down and taichi wrapped his arm around your shoulder, grinning like there was no tomorrow

“you’re the best. i’m so lucky to have you.”

you suddenly remembered something you didn’t respond to just mere hours ago, and figured it was better late than never

“i like you, too.”

when taichi overcame his visible shock and multiple “are you serious?! don’t play with my feelings like that!” and figuring out you were being honest, he slipped his hand into yours with a visible jump to his step as you two walked to school

even if he wore gloves, his hands were still somewhat stained red from the hair dye that started it all

(“did you do the homework this morning?”)

(“... we had homework?”)

(“oh, taichi...”)

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diorsho · 4 years

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peaches

bingo slot: royal au

words: 1.6k

pairing: king!bakugou x reader

warnings: mature themes, kissing, yandere-ish

Bakugou tapped his fingers on his cheek. He watched the many visitors and guests dance from his favorite spot in his peach tree. The Yuuei Empire was having a royal ball and he was bored out of his mind.

The young king found himself avoiding his guests, fleeing to the courtyard and into his favorite tree after another boring conversation with another old boring nobleman. He shifted again, back digging into the bark of the tree as he tried to get comfortable on his favorite branch. Yet, for some reason the young king couldn't for the life of him. Low music and conversation drifted from where the honored guests congregated, providing only snippets of both—not enough to make a whole conversation, not enough to make a whole song. He groaned in annoyance and reached for his favorite fruit. A ripe peach hung just above him, nearly teasing him. Bakugou gave a harsh pull and pulled the fruit from where it grew comfortably. It was probably too much force for such a gentle fruit but he couldn’t find himself to care.

His slim fingers closed around the sweet fruit as he raised it to his lips. The young king was tired and he wanted those boring people to leave the palace so he could finally get to sleep. Maybe then could he begin his slumber in the tree. Maybe he would wake up and they would all be gone. Bakugou gazed at the stars trying to drown out the noise from the party. He just wanted some peace and quiet.

"Did you see her dress?” A servant whispered to another one near her, “It was absolutely stunning.” The other girl nodded before speaking up.

“No wonder Lord Todoroki was staring. It's almost as if she's trying to outshine her princess." Some of the servants scuffled under his tree. Their conversation interrupted his silence and piqued his interest.

"What about her lip color? It's such a nice shade... I heard she makes it herself for herself and her princess." The other maid whispered the last part. "Can a servant and princess really be best friends? It's almost unheard of... Did you see? She even sat at the table..." Bakugou was definitely interested in such an odd servant. He leaned down so he could listen. "Western empires are so strange." One giggled and Bakugou rolled his eyes. The servants were too far away for him to listen in on their conversation anymore. The Yuuei ruler was left wondering about the western servant, sweet juice from the fruit dripping from his chin.

Bakugou closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He was surrounded by his favorite fruit and the familiar scent tried to lull him back to sleep, he just had to relax. Easier said than done, but finally the kiss of sleep graced. Bakugou was drifting off into much needed slumber when he was interrupted by a quiet sniffling. He sighed, annoyance growing tenfold. He was just about to fall asleep too. His annoyance only grew because the person chose his peach tree to cry at. Bakugou leaped down and the person yelped. He grinned at his effect and finally looked at his disturber. The young king froze for a moment because he didn't recognize her, and because she was so breathtaking.

"I'm sorry... I didn't think anyone was here." The girl wiped her eyes and faked a smile. "Did I wake you?" The young woman seemed generally concerned and apologetic. Which also meant that she had no idea who he was because no one was that nice to him ever. He decided to go with it and told himself that it wasn't because he wanted her kindness.

"No. Don't worry about it... Why were you crying?" Bakugou sat in front of her and gazed at her like he was gazing at the stars not long before. She was definitely the odd servant. Her dress was a stunning cream that had pink peach blossoms climbing up the fabric. Her lips were a soft pink that seemed tinged with orange, Bakugou spent more time than he was willing to admit admiring her. Her skin looked delicate—too delicate—and Bakugou took a minute to imagine his teeth sinking into her flesh and the sounds she'd make while he was doing it.

She nodded to herself. "The other servants haven't taken too kindly to me... I just needed a minute to myself, to compose myself. It's much too grand in there." She let out an airy laugh and rubbed her arms. This girl was obviously uncomfortable under his gaze. Bakugou wished she wasn't.

"So you're that Western princess's maid?" Bakugou asked even though he already knew the answer. He wanted to know her name. He wanted her to be screaming his.

She nodded. "And what about you? You don't seem to be in servant clothing." She tilted her head as she gazed at him, her hair fluttering with the motion. A small and innocent expression graced her features. Bakugou gulped quietly. He had never felt this way about someone he had just met before.

Bakugou scoffed, chest feeling a bit tight. "I'm the King." He grinned at her surprised expression. "Katsuki Bakugou." He said with a wicked and charming smile.

She blinked like she was taking it all in. "I'm Y/n." The young woman with the kind smile said. Bakugou liked the sound of her name. He repeated it in his mind a few more times like he was tasting it. Y/n. Y/n. My Y/n.

His hands itched to grab her so instead he grabbed his dagger, hoping that his idle hands would accept such a meager distraction when someone so deletable sat in front of him. "So... Which of those lowly servants made you cry?" Bakugou began to twirl the dagger in his fingers, its sharp blade gleamed in the moonlight. Y/n seemed to sense his malicious intent and surged forward to grab onto his arm.

"I'm a servant too and I wouldn't want you to hurt anyone here! It might hurt my princess's reputation!" She begged him. Bakugou could smell the faint scent of his favorite fruit on her skin and nearly groaned. He tried to keep himself composed but his Y/n was driving him crazy.

"You really are odd," he said to her. The peach covered woman seemed to weigh his words for a moment before deciding that he wasn’t insulting her. Y/n opened her pretty painted lips to say something to him but before she could speak Bakugou interrupted her. "Is it true that you make your own lipstick?" He wanted to continue the conversation and night with her, sleep suddenly the last thing on his mind.

"I prefer to think of it more as a gloss than a lipstick," she paused, biting her lip, drawing his gaze to the soft plump thing. "But yes." Bakugou leaned in closer to examine Y/n’s lips. She was right. There was a glossier component to them. She seemed to grow flustered at their proximity.

"So what's this one made of?" Bakugou questioned, not really interested.

"Peach blossom water, peaches, a bit of dye, and I used a special mineral oil..." Y/n then went on to explain how she made it and which she made for the western princess but Bakugou didn't care. He was mesmerized by the way her lips moved. She just kept talking and talking and Bakugou decided that he liked her much better when she was paying attention to him.

So Bakugou shut her up by placing his lips on hers.

He tasted the peach undertones on her soft lips and felt himself melting, the blood pounding under his skin began to boil. Y/n didn't kiss back until Bakugou held her cheek to deepen the kiss. He never wanted it to end. No wonder why Kaminari loved women so much. It was all too addicting.

He broke away but still held her face close to his. His lips felt sticky from the gloss but Bakugou found himself smiling. "I can really taste the peach you used... I like it." Y/n only nodded but her face was the color of peach blossoms. "I like you, Y/n," he kissed her quickly before speaking again, "And when I like things I tend to get my way. So don't show off for those lowly noblemen. Show off for me. Become completely mine." He rubbed his thumb along her cheek before pulling her into a tight embrace. Y/n even smelt like peaches. Bakugou buried his head in the crook of her neck, wondering if he should just bite into her skin like his mind screamed at him to do. The young king refrained, not wanting to scare her off.

Y/n had no idea what she got herself into when she chose that peach tree. Bakugou laid small butterfly-like kisses along her collarbone and shoulder, satisfying the part of him that wanted to kiss her but fueling the other part of him that wanted to mark her. He smiled to himself because he knew that she would submit to him and all his desires. It wasn't love that Bakugou was feeling toward Y/n but obsession. He couldn't stop himself from shaking with joy.

Y/n would fall for him in every way possible.

~~~

an: big thank you to @pixxiesdust and @etegomanere !! they got an early read to this and helped me out and i just wanted to thank them again for it <33

taglist: | @bnhabookclub | @pixxiesdust |

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soulssung · 3 years

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Hi, I would like to request a ship! ☺️

I'm a 98liner, 164 cm, a pisces and ENFP. I'm a very bubbly happy person which comes from my extroverted side cuz I become more energetic around people. I'm pretty artsy and a big bookworm. I may be a happy person but I'm very opinionated and will stand up for what I believe in and people close to me. I mostly prefer hanging out at home but I don't mind being outside as long as we have something planned. I like piercings and tattoos and I have both myself, I also like dying my hair in crazy colours. I'm pretty confident but I don't like talking about any negative emotions that I might experience and prefer to deal with them myself.

Thank you so much and have a nice day! 😁✨

hello bub!! this is my last ship. ty so much for requesting and hope you enjoy ♡

i ship you with... minho

he fell in love with your confidence

something about the way you can stand up for yourself is just extremely attractive to him and he loves that

if you decide to dye your hair at home he will gladly help you!!

but not without making a joke or two

probably tease you saying your hair is gonna fall off if you bleach it one more time 😂

LOVES your piercings and maybe even consider doing one himself

thinks you extremely cute all bubbly and hyped up

wont let you know tho

likes to do little artsy things for you

or with you

always ask for your opinion on the choreographies while he's rehearsing

for dates...

for your date, minho decided to do a little romantic dinner himself. he asks you to put your most expensive clothes on and get ready. he show up very nicely dressed too. he had set up your dinning table to look nice, with flowers and everything that's nice he gets cocky when you praises the food, saying he did everything alone. probably forces you to dance in the living room with him, and tries all his best flirting tricks with you

#100fe #ships

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sarcastic-knight · 7 years

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My friend and I had this conversation sometime in the past.

Friend: I probably did something wrong so I'll just apologize and leave you alone for however long it'll take for you to forgive me. I'm sorry if I was a prick at all during our conversation and I'm sorry I'm a terrible friend. I'm sorry I'm the biggest attention whore on the planet and I'm sorry that you have to call me your sister. You're probably ashamed to do so. I'm sorry for existing... I love you though, but you probably don't love me back.

Me: Lets start from the beginning of this paragraph and slowly rip it apart. "I probably did something wrong." If you think you did something wrong, it's more than likely you didn't. Maybe the person just didn't want to talk or rather forgot something. "I'm sorry if I was a prick at all." Trust yourself. Reevaluate what you have done. If you do not believe that you have done anything wrong, do not apologize. If the person is passionate about the subject, apologize then. "I'm sorry I'm a terrible friend." That single sentence is a national offense. You are not a terrible friend. Sixth grade: You may have been a stranger but you have me gifts, laughed at my jokes when no one else did and didn't mind me criticizing you. Seventh: I changed and you hated it. Loathed it. Despised it. But you still hung out with me and showed me the greatest act of loyalty and friendship when you stayed by my side and helped people like me again after they disliked me for the Disneyland trip. You taught me loyalty that day. Week. Eighth: We became the sisters, the inseparable but also independent. Why wasn't it awkward to see one without the other? Because we built each other up and so strongly that people could see us as individuals rather than dependent people. I repaid the favor and remained by your side despite being tempted to leave you millions of times. To save face, to be selfish and experience joy rather than toughen up for my friend. No. I was willing to let the whole trip crash and burn as long as you felt happy overall. Utter bullshit that was (the trip) but who gives a fuck? There will be more and soon the positive shall out weight the negative. "I'm the biggest attention whore on the planet." Why is liking attention so negative? It isn't. Attention makes a person feel special about themselves and no single being on earth, no matter how stuck up or how much of a jerk they are, doesn't deserve to feel special. Don't call yourself an attention whore unless its in a chiding manner. You are not a whore. You are simply someone who likes attention, like 99.999999999999999% of the world. "I'm sorry you have to call me a sister. You're probably ashamed to do so." I am not forced to call you my sister. I do not give such a title away. I say it with pride because I know I only make the best of friends come so close to my heart. You do not have to worry about me EVER being ashamed of you. You are someone that I am proud of to say "fuck yeah I know [name]. Ain't she a beau?" You give me confidence and you give me motivation. And if you are ashamed to give me such wonderful gifts, then you may be shamed but my head will always remain high and mighty. Yes I know [full name] and if you say one damn lousy word to her, I'm going to rip your balls off, kick your penis into a vagina, and then proceed to let blonde dye completely eat away all blood in your body so I can enjoy the pale look of horror and regret you have for calling my god blessed sister a whore, fat, a bitch, or anything else with negative damned connotation. "I'm sorry for existing." No you aren't because I refuse for you to be. Be proud of your existence and don't be afraid to strut your damn self. That's right. You might cure cancer. That's right. You might become the next technology CEO. That's right. You know people who know famous actors and you pose with them. That's right. You have the greatest mom who works hard for you and is willing to understand you and your adolescence. That's right. You have a goddamn friend who won't be afraid to get a little bit of blood on their clothing if it means a smile on your face. Be proud of who you know and most of all, be proud of who you damned well are.

"I love you though, but you probably done love me back."

I will forever and always love you. I don't care if you're pointing a gun at me, pushing me off a cliff, telling me you're pregnant and I'm the father, or anything goddamn else. This is my vow to you. So long as you love me, I will love you. I swear that no matter how dark things may become, I will never ever upset you by self harming. I swear that no matter how rich, powerful, or fucking "swagilicious" that fucking ex is, I'll tear his balls off if he shames you. I don't care who but I will hunt them to the ends of the earth, salt and shotgun on me, if get have done shit to upset you. I will immediately put them in the hate zone and trust me, they'll have one hell of a time crawling back out. I'll push them back in of course.

I love you.

And nothing is going to change that.

Not you. Not me. Not society. Not anyone else.

Nothing.

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