#student: sensei... what did u do this time...

[a3rosp4ce]

reposting my own qrt here bc i cant stop thinking of izuku at work face red as fuck with snot tears and sweat running down and his lips super red and swollen bc his mouth is full of spicy food and everyone just looks at him deeply concerned LMFAO I CANT

eri records a vid of izuku as he's 30 minutes into his lunch break yet barely halfway through his food and sends it to katsuki

[obsesssedblerd]

“Oh, Nanaminnnn!” 

At the familiar, cheery voice, Kento looks up to see no one other than Satoru Gojo, leaning against the doorframe of his office with his usual grin. “Saw with my Six Eyes that you came to fill out those reports here instead of doing it from home. Been so long since you showed your face here and—” He cuts himself off with an excited gasp, then walks closer as his smile grows wider. “You brought my little mochi!”

In Kento’s left arm, his daughter—who had woken up from her nap about ten minutes ago—coos excitedly when Satoru enters her vision, reaching her hands towards him. “Well, hello there, sweetheart! I was wondering when I’d see you again!” He slides his hands under her plush arms, then picks her up, skillfully—and safely, Kento notes—holding her in his arms. Tiny hands brush against Satoru’s blindfold, and he lifts it so his niece can see his blue eyes. They immediately soften when the baby girl laughs when he gently tickles her tummy. 

It’s so cute that Kento can’t stop the corner of his mouth from lifting. 

“Wait—Did I hear that right?! Nanamin’s here?!” 

“Itadori, wait for us!” 

“Kugisaki, you dropped your bag—Oh, come on, guys, slow down!” 

Rapid footsteps approach, then the three first years appear at the door, gasping in unison. 

“Oh, my gosh!” Yuuji, the pink-haired teenager shouts as he points at the baby in Satoru’s arms. “Nanamin, when did you have a baby?!” 

Nobara’s question comes a split-second after Yuuji’s is finished. “Is that why [Y/L/N]-sensei quit a while ago?!” 

Megumi walks to stand beside Satoru to analyze the little bundle in his teacher’s arms. “She’s… adorable.” He mumbles, gently smiling when she wraps her hand around his finger. “Very adorable. She has [Y/L/N]-sensei’s laugh.”

“Isn’t she just so precious?” Satoru asks, proudly showing her off to the first years. “So sweet and friendly, just like her Uncle Gojo.” 

“Hopefully she won’t be as reckless as you,” Kento says as he holds his hands out, and Satoru returns his daughter to him. “[Y/N] and I already believe that she’ll be the exact opposite of me.” 

Yuuji sits beside Kento to get a closer look at her. “She’s so cute. How old is she, Nanamin?” 

“Four months as of yesterday.” 

Nobara crosses her arms and pouts. “How come only he knew?” She asks, gesturing to Satoru. 

“Well, when I had to go away on a long mission, she was only a month old,” Kento explains. “He kept an eye on her and [Y/N] for me; made sure that they were both safe. I’m very grateful. We had plans to tell you about our daughter soon.” 

“Where is she now?” Megumi asks. 

“At home. I wanted her to have the morning and most of the afternoon to herself. I’ll be heading back shortly.” 

Satoru and the students share similar looks with each other, and Kento knows what they want to ask. He pulls out his phone and dials your number. “Hi, baby,” you greet when the line connects, “how’s our girl?” 

“Hi, love. She’s amazing, as always,” he says as he looks down, playfully poking the little one’s nose. “I’m with Gojo and our students. They want to know if it’s alright to come and see you.” 

“We’ll cook dinner if you’re too tired!” Nobara chimes in hopefully.

“Actually, better yet, I can just order something for everyone,” Satoru suggests. 

“And we’ll clean up,” Yuuji and Megumi say at the same time. 

You laugh, then answer Kento, “That’s more than alright. Bring them here.” 

“Thought you’d say that. See you in a bit.” 

“Yes!” Yuuji cheers. “Alright, I’m gonna ride with Nanamin so I can sit next to the baby!” 

Nobara glares at him. “Not if I get to the car first!!” 

When they sprint out the door, Megumi groans before rushing after them. “Didn’t I just tell you guys to slow down? We’re going to the same place!” 

Satoru laughs, then waits for Kento to finish up so they can walk out together. 

—

there was an ask in my inbox requesting a cute drabble for dad! nanami ft. gojo (as a trusted friend of his) and the first years, but it disappeared. hope u like it, anon <3 

[bloomseishiro]

TONGUE TIED AT THE THOUGHT OF YOU — NAGI SEISHIRO

⋆｡˚ ❀ summary: nagi gets away with lots of things by sleeping, including not cleaning the classroom when it’s his turn to help out. too bad for nagi, you won’t let him get away with that. strange…that’s the first time this has happened to him.  ⋆｡˚ ❀ contents: fluff, modern high school au/no blue lock au?, they are 3rd years, reader is shorter than nagi, NAGI MAKING READER ALL FLUSTERED AHH THIS GUY ⋆｡˚ ❀ wc: 3.0k ⋆｡˚ ❀ a/n: nagi the shoujo male lead that u are !! i was kicking my feet and giggling while writing some parts of this :p 

Nagi Seishiro wasn’t known to have many friends. 

At least, that’s what you’ve heard from your friend who shared homeroom class him during your first year. He would fall asleep in class, not participate in after school activities, and didn’t even try to eat lunch or form study groups with anyone.

It was high school sacrilege, and, for some reason, you kind of admired him for it. How cool was it to not care at all about what others thought? As weird as your friends said you were for this, you honestly found Nagi Seishiro to be pretty cute. 

His messy, white hair and relaxed attitude… There was something about it you quite liked. It also helped he was tall and athletic-looking.

Still, there was no way you would act on it right now— You were certain, for one, that he didn’t even know your name despite being in two whole classes together this year. Somehow, even in the close proximity of a classroom, your paths have never crossed. 

That was, until now. 

“Y/N, Nagi. The two of you are on cleaning duty today,” said your teacher with a smile. “You can ask your friends if they want to stay and help, but it shouldn’t be too much today. Just a wipe-down of the tables and sweeping the floor.” 

Your jaw almost dropped at the announcement. You were ready for the school day to end without anything exciting happening, but then this happened. 

“Yes, Matsumoto-sensei,” you acknowledged, waving goodbye as your classmates left the room. “I’ll help clean with Nagi.” 

As the students emptied out, the teacher let you know she was going to grab a quick snack at the teacher’s lounge. By the time you were about to start cleaning, you noticed Nagi hadn’t moved from his seat. In fact, he hadn’t even lifted his head…

This didn’t exactly surprise you, but you hoped you wouldn’t have to clean the classroom all by yourself. 

You hesitated before leaning over his desk and tapping his shoulder. “Nagi? Are you asleep?” 

There was no response. 

Leaning in closer, you shook his shoulders even harder, squinting at him as if the intensity of your stare would be enough to wake him up. 

And to your surprise, perhaps it did. As if on cue, one of his eyes groggily opened. 

Proud of your success, you smiled. “Good not-morning, Nagi.”

He yawned, not lifting his head up from his desk. “Who are you?” 

“Me?” You pointed to yourself.

He nodded.

You frowned, but responded, “I’m Y/N. It’s our turn to clean the classroom today.” You blinked, feeling a bit hurt even though you knew it was silly. Nagi hardly interacted with anyone, even his teachers, unless he had to. It should be no surprise he hadn’t bothered to learn your name as well. But still, having that confirmed felt sort of…hurtful. “You know, that’s a bit mean.” 

His eyes widened a fraction but he kept his voice toneless. “Mean? How?”

“We’ve been in the same school for three years, I’ve even shared a few classes with you. Like this one. I guess it kind of stings you never bothered to learn my name.”

Nagi finally lifted his head from his desk, sitting in a mostly upright position. “Is that something you care about?” 

The phrasing was off, but it didn’t seem like he had any malicious intent behind his words. 

“I suppose I do care a little. You should make an effort to learn your fellow classmates names,” you said, shrugging your shoulders. “I mean, I know your name, don’t I?”

“I guess,” he said, as if he didn’t even think twice about why people would know his name. “I didn’t know your name. But I did recognize you. Is that still mean?”

You nodded but your hardened expression faltered. Some people were bad with names, you supposed. “I guess I feel better hearing that…”

“I know you’re that person that tripped during the last leg of the relay race during sports day.”

His words brought the embarrassing memories rushing back and you cringed, hiding your face behind your hands. “I take it back. I’d rather you did not know my name and did not recognize me if it’s for something like that!” 

“Well, I do know your name now. Y/N,” he stated. “And that scene is kind of hard to forget. It’s like it happened in slow-motion. Like I was watching an anime.” 

You grimaced even more. Slow-motion? Could it get any worse? Why couldn’t he remember you for placing first in last year’s spelling bee? Or for getting the most chocolate’s received on White Day in Class 3-A? Of course, his singular memory of you had to be your most embarrassing high school moment thus far. 

“Okay, you know what? Since you’re awake now, maybe we should just clean,” you said in resignation, trying to change the subject. 

He shook his head. “Don’t wanna.” 

Your eyes widened in surprise. You couldn’t just say you “don’t wanna” do chores the teacher assigned. That was unfair to the other students assigned the clean. In this case— You. 

“You still have to contribute,” you asserted. 

Nagi titled his head back to look lazily up at you. “Why? Would it be mean not to?” 

Your cheeks flushed in embarrassment as he threw your words back in your face. “Yes, exactly! It’s nice to contribute. It’s mean to…not.” 

“How tiresome,” he sighed, finally standing up from his desk. “I don’t want to hurt your feelings again, though. So, okay. Where is the broom?” 

“You don’t know where the broom is?” 

Nagi shook his head. 

“Have you never been assigned to clean before?” you asked, incredulous. 

He shrugged. “Not sure. Maybe. Must’ve slept through it all.” 

“All your years of schooling and you got away with that?” You were appalled. Was this the power of pretty privilege combined with the aura of a strange weirdo? “That’s so unfair to the others who were assigned to clean with you, Nagi! We should help other people out, not ignore them if the task inconveniences you.”

You understood why your friends were so quick to judge you when you told them about your tiny, budding crush on Nagi. He was a peculiar one, after all. But it didn’t seem like he meant any harm. 

“You’re scolding me,” he stated, tone neutral and not accusatory. “That never happpens.”

You drew back, a look of reluctance taking over your face. For someone who spoke about fairness and what is right and wrong with such fervor, you would think the matters were bigger than simply cleaning a silly classroom. “You’re right, I was scolding you, wasn’t I? I’m sorry for being pushy. I have been told I can get a little naggy. Sorry.”

“Ah? Don’t say sorry. It’s fine. I’m just not used to it. But it’s fine.” 

You lifted a brow. “You’re a strange one, Nagi.”

He nodded. 

You made your way to the supply closet where the cleaning supplies were kept, gesturing for him to follow behind you. To your surprise, Nagi actually stood from his desk and followed suit. 

Maybe he just needs some sense talked into him sometimes.

“So here is the supply closet,” you said, opening the door. “The broom is, well, that thing with the long stick handle right there.”

“I know how a broom looks.”

You raised your hands defensively, a teasing grin gracing your lips. “Just checking, that’s all.”

“Hm.”

“And that up there, on the top shelf, is the cleaning spray,” you said, staring up at the bottle. “Now, who in their right mind would put it all the way up there? Did a giant clean the class last?!” You hmphed, trying to reach the cleaning solution so you could finish your class chores as quickly as possible.

Standing on you tippy-toes, you swatted blindly at the shelf, trying to push the items forward so you could have a better chance at reaching what you needed. You felt your fingers moving items around, and you were sure this plan was fool-proof. 

“Hey, I don’t think that’s a good idea. Let me—”

Too late. 

“Oh, no!” you yelped, flinching as you saw a full jug of liquid tipping over the shelf and falling closer to your face. Squeezing your eyes shut, you braced yourself for the impact that never came. 

When you gathered the courage to open your eyes, you saw Nagi’s arms outstretched on either side of your head, grabbing the container of water (that was terrifyingly less than two inches away from your face) with his hands. 

You felt his warm chest against your back— Nagi had to lunge forward in order for you to not get hit, and this was the position you landed yourselves in. You tried hard not to breathe, but the smell of musk and vanilla flooded your senses. He was simply too close for you to ignore. 

Nagi made a small noise—perhaps one of amusement?—and said, “You’re clumsy, aren’t you?”

You didn’t have to read his mind to know he was thinking back to you faceplanting during the sports day relay race. Great, now he had another embarrassing moment for him to remember you by… 

“I’m not clumsy, you just happen to catch me at my bad moments,” you insisted, but there was no fight to your words. As you stared at death (also known as a plastic jug) in the eye, you felt an overwhelming sense of gratitude. “Thank you for saving me.”

He nodded in acknowledgment and you expected him to back away, but his arms stayed on either side of your head. If Nagi didn’t move soon, you weren’t sure how long you would last before you passed out from both his scent and the warmth of his body. 

“Er, you can move now,” you said hesitantly. “I don’t think the jug will hit me anymore…”

“Eh. Too lazy.”

You blinked. “You’d rather stand with your arms upright because you are too lazy to put them back down?”

Nagi sighed, leaning forward until his chin plopped softly on the back of your head. “Yes.”

You jolted upright, eyes widen. Was he just casually leaning on you? This guy really was crazy!

“Nagi!” You shoved him away from you in a panic. He swayed, hardly bothering to catch himself. “You can’t just…do that!”

Placing the container of liquid back on the top shelf, he questioned, “Why? Is it mean?” 

With burning cheeks, you ducked away from his outspread arms, escaping the cramped supply closet. “Well, no. It’s not mean, but you’re in my personal space! And… I guess that can be seen as rude to some people. And— Are you teasing me?!”

You noticed the slightest change in his expression. From 100% blank to 95% blank and 5% amused.

Nagi shrugged in silent admission. That amused expression was enough of a tell.

You groaned, hiding your face behind your hands. “Maybe it was better before you knew of my existence. You can go ahead and forget my name now.”

“Nah.”

You quirked a brow.

“Too bothersome,” he explained. 

“It’s too bothersome to forget a name you didn’t even know ten minutes ago?”

He nodded.

Laughter bubbled out of you as you shook your head in disbelief. “You, Nagi Seishiro, are one of the strangest people I have ever met. Lucky for you, I’m the second strangest person I’ve ever met. So it doesn’t scare me.” 

Nagi grabbed the cleaning spray from the supply closet (he didn’t even need to go on his tip-toes to reach it from the back of the top shelf…) and handed it to you dutifully. 

“You are strange,” he agreed.

“Maybe that means you’ll remember me better.”

“Yeah.”

You smiled at him before finding a clean rag to start wiping down the desk surfaces. “Well, now that we are officially acquainted, you should have lunch with me.”

“Huh? I don’t know…”

You frowned at him. “That’s no way to treat a new friend.”

Nagi lazily swept the same spot over and over again, not bothering to walk around the room. “I don’t like cafeterias. Too loud and annoying.”

“Where do you go for lunch then?”

He pointed up.

“The roof?” you guessed.

“Yes.” 

You tapped your finger to your chin. “Maybe I can join you, then? Just once a week, though. I still want to spend time with my other friends.”

Nagi considered it for a moment before deciding, “Sure.”

“Really?” you asked, not actually expecting him to agree to your whims. You wanted to throw it out there, yes. As weird as he was, Nagi was fun. And you wanted to get closer to him. But you didn’t think he would actually humor you.

“Yeah. Can you bring my lunch those days?”

You almost choked on air in astonishment. “Huh? Nagi, what the heck! You can’t just ask people that when you aren’t close to them yet.”

“Why not?”

“Because…it’s unfair?” you said uncertainly. “I can bring you lunch, but only if you do too. We can take turns!” 

“Sounds like a pain,” he sighed.

“Then deal’s off.”

He signed louder. “Okay, fine.”

“Fine?”

“We can, you know,” he waved his hand around, “take turns.”

You clasped your hands together, beaming in excitement. “Great! You have yourself a deal, then. I’ll see you for lunch on… Let’s say, Fridays?”

Nagi shrugged, sitting down with the broom in hand. “Sure. I’m tired.” 

“Good thing we’re almost done then.”

“Mhm.”

Once you finished wiping down the last desk, you put the cleaning supplies back in their proper places and gave Nagi a thumbs up. He was on the verge of lying his head back down on a desk and falling asleep. You giggled at the sight.

“Save that for your bed, sleepy head,” you chirped, tapping him on the shoulder. “We’re done now! you’re free to go home.”

“Walking home is…so tiresome,” he groaned, but followed you out of the classroom and into the front entrance of the schoolyard.

There was a nice, light breeze greeting you as your face hit the fresh air. The leaves were dancing along as you began to part ways with Nagi.

“I’m going this way,” you stated, pointing to the direction opposite of where he was facing. “So goodbye for now. But I’ll see you tomorrow!”

He lifted his hand in acknowledgement. “Yeah. See you tomorrow.”

Nagi took one step forward before hesitating.

“Need something?” you asked.

“For lunch this Friday…” You waited patiently for him to finish his sentence. “I can bring lemon tea.”

“Tea?” you repeated. “For lunch?”

He nodded. “It’s easy and fast. My go-to meal.”

You attempted to hide the horrified look on your face. Tea as a meal? You began to understand why he asked you to bring him food on the days you were to have lunch with him. Still, you didn’t want to dismiss his efforts. 

“Okay, sure,” you agreed amicably. “You can bring lemon tea, and I can bring egg salad sandwiches. A collaboration!”

Nagis eyes brightened at the sound of that. “Yes, please. Can Friday come sooner?”

You giggled at his newfound eagerness. Food really was the way to someone’s heart, after all.

“It’s only two days away. It’ll come in no time,” you assured. “I hope you make a yummy lemon tea!”

Nagi rubbed the back of his neck. “Well… It’s just hot water and lemon. But I will try.”

For whatever reason, you get the idea that even trying was a lot for him. You couldn’t help but feel just a little bit flattered that Mr. “How Tiresome” was willing to put in some effort for your brand new friendship.

“That’s all that matters,” you said happily. “Now, have a goodnight, Nagi!”

“Night,” he said with a wave. But he still didn’t begin walking away. “Y/N.”

You paused in your steps and turned to face him. “Yes?”

“Can you wear the same perfume you had on today again? I smelled it in the supply closet. You smell good.”

“Huh— Nagi!? You can’t just say—” you cut yourself off. How many times have you said that just this afternoon? It was Nagi after all. He could say whatever he wanted and somehow get away with it. With your cheeks burning, you marched up to him. “Fine,” you scolded poking his chest with your index finger. You tried not to notice just how nice and muscular his chest felt. “You can say that to me. But you can’t just go around saying those things to…other people.” 

Your attempt at intimidation did not faze him. He placed his hand on the top of your head and ruffled it once. “I wouldn’t want to anyway.”

You blinked, speechless. “Wh-What do you mean?” His words were so blunt you might even begin to mistake them as flirting if he wasn’t careful. “Ugh, never mind! Nagi, you are so mean! You’ve been teasing me so much. Why?”

“Because of your reactions. They’re fun.”

“Fun?!” 

The side of Nagi’s mouth quirked up for a fraction of a second before he turned around and began to walk home without a further explanation. “Yeah. Fun. Teasing you is fun. I’ll see you tomorrow, Y/N.” 

You groaned in frustration, a smile forming despite yourself. “Okay, Nagi,” you relented. “You are so confusing, you know that? But, it’s fine.”

He let out a small snort. A hint of a laugh, maybe?

“Goodnight for real this time, Nagi. I’ll see you tomorrow.” 

As you began to walk in the opposite direction, you couldn’t help but think of how he really was the strangest guy you’ve met. But for some reason, it just made the butterflies in your stomach flutter around even more. 

Nagi was a bit of a mystery, but you had plenty of time to solve it. And you were certain you’d enjoy every minute of it. 

[moonlit-imagines]

Headcanons for being a black belt and joining Cobra Kai

Cobra Kai x reader

warnings:

a/n: takes place roughly season 2 yeehaw. EMCON I HOPE U LOVE THIS

prompt: @the-radio-star: “*rises from the dead to send in a cobra kai request* could I please request Cobra Kai headcanons for being a new student in the Valley who was a black belt back home on the East Coast? thank youuuuuu!!!! COBRA KAI NEVER DIES”

you were da new kid in the valley

and you were actively seeking a new dojo

and what better dojo to pick than the one that won the “all valley championship” or whatever? i mean, it’s gotta be good, right?

one day after class, you visited this “cobra kai” dojo and recognized a few kids from your new school

and perfect timing as summer was just around the corner

“hey, new kid! joining our dojo? here to learn some karate?” -hawk

“actually, i’m a black belt” -you

“hah, nice one!” -hawk, followed by deafening silence “you’re serious?”

“yeah, uh, where’s your sensei?” -you

“he’s in his office, follow me” -miguel “sensei, a newcomer”

“hell yeah, come on in” -johnny “starting your karate journey with cobra kai, not a bad choice”

“actually, i’m a black belt back home. i just moved here from the east coast and i needed a new…dojo home. you guys won a tournament recently?” -you

“we sure as shit did!” -johnny

“well, i’ve won a few tournaments back home. i also have a letter of recommendation and my sensei’s contact information if you need verification or something that i’m—” -you, abruptly cut off

“nah, i don’t need all that shit. just come out onto the mat and i’ll have you fight our champion. that’ll tell me what i need to know” -johnny

you followed his instructions and walked out to the mat where his class was waiting. he instructed them to make room for a spar and called miguel up.

“class, this is…uh, what was your name?” -johnny

“y/n” -you

“this is y/n from all the way on the east coast…somewhere vague. says their a black belt in karate. won a few tournaments. we’re about to put that to the test” -johnny

you and miguel took fighting stances and once “fight” was called, you quickly took action to prove yourself. a few showy moves, then straight for the victory.

miguel was on his back on the mat in less than 10 seconds

“well, i’m inclined to believe you, y/n. come to my office, we’ll fill out some paperwork and get you a gi. miguel, you can lead warmups so long as you don’t get knocked on your ass again today” -johnny

“yes, sensei” -miguel

“man, i’m glad i didn’t have to fight them. that must have been embarrassing” -hawk

“shut up, man. sensei is mad at you, too. don’t push it.” -miguel

honestly, you were very surprised by the karate culture of the valley

“is—is this why my mom had to sign a waiver?” -you standing in front of a fucking cement truck “is this even legal?! is this how you guys train??”

“just don’t draw attention’s to yourself and you’ll be fine” -bert

“yeah, sounds like a plan. and what’s this old guy’s story?” -you, pointing at kreese

“dude. you’re gonna get me drowned in cement” -bert, scooting away

anyways, joining the dojo did help you make some new friends

and you loved these beach days with your classmates

“dude, dating the daughter of your sensei’s arch nemesis is kind of crazy. like, what are the odds of that” -you

“can we not talk about sam anymore?” -miguel

“you’re literally the one that brought her up, we were just trying to play volleyball” -you

dojo days really started to become your favorite

sensei lawrence was comedy gold

“does he actually think ‘hashtag’ is ‘hashbrown?’” -you

“just…don’t” -aisha

you loved how cut and dry he was

and how he just insults everyone unapologetically

“yeah, sensei, you tell ‘em!” -you after johnny calls someone else a pussy

you actually started to get in the groove of rivalry

but like you didn’t 100% know it was serious and like, very deep seated hate like you thought it was a bit

“yeah we should burn their dojo down!” -you, trying to fit in

“i like how you think, lets do it!” -hawk

“wait, no, i was joking” -you

“hahah, yeah…me too” -hawk, lying

during valley fest you guys but on like, a really badass show and you honestly loved the vibes

but like, this wasn’t like any dojo you’ve seen before

“it’s gotta be a west coast thing. or like, a california thing” -you to your parents

you became one of johnny’s favored students fast

and when tory joined up, she also fought miguel

“does sensei just let miguel beat up all the new recruits? what is the sense behind that? tory doesnt even have karate experience.” -you

“neither did miguel and he won the all valley” -aisha

“HE DIDNT HAVE ANY EXPERIENCE??” -you

what do you mean the all valley top 3 were all new to karate???

who else was in this tournament????

you went to the beach/resort with aisha and tory and it was actually a good time. you were glad to make friends over the summer

“aisha, i never want to leave this place. summer in california is awesome” -you

“compared to where you came from? i’d be in awe too” -tory

“uh, that was rude” -you ���but true”

meeting sam after hearing miguel complaining was surreal

“that’s her? he didn’t mention she hated fun” -you

johnny let you lead class sometimes

which kind of gave you an ego boost he encouraged

you be glaring at sensei kreese tho that guy didn’t have the right vibe

“good job today, y/n” -kreese

“yeah, i know” -you

you were pretty excited for the prospects of the next all valley

which you wish you didn’t miss by a hair this year you could have kicked miguel and robby’s asses

“i would have won the last all valley” -you

“doubt it” -miguel

“i knocked you on your ass five minutes after meeting you” -you

“that wasn’t a tournament” -miguel

“just you wait” -you

you called home every once in a while to update your friends from school and your dojo friends

“what? cement truck? that’s not legal, y/n, you need to contact the police” -old friend

“nah, it’s fine, i had fun” -you

definitely raised concern in your former sensei, but you told everyone it was chill

“it’s cool to learn a different take on karate. very…badass” -you

you were being converted (?)

or would you stick to your roots

only time would tell

you learned more and more about the local karate drama and you were SAT with all this tea

“yeah, and so, don’t tell anyone this, by the way. or else i will kick your ass” -hawk, beginning to whisper “robby keene is sensei lawrence’s kid. shut the fuck up tho dont tell a single soul”

“WHAT” -you

that knowledge had you on the floor with a diagram of drama to connect the dots

“ok so in the 80s johnny was a student at cobra kai, larusso was new to the valley from jersey, starts to train in karate with a ‘mr. miyagi,’ larusso crane kicks johnny and johnny leaves cobra kai—something has to be missing from that, kreese was his sensei? he seems a little off i dont like him—johnny reopens cobra kai years later after miguel inspires him to become a sensei, miguel starts dating larusso’s daughter, johnny’s son starts working for larusso and joins his dojo, miguel and robby face off in the all valley tournament. am i missing anything?” -you

“you’re just scratching the surface” -hawk and miguel

“get me up to speed before school starts. please” -you

you got the sam edition(tm) from aisha too

AND aisha’s very graphic rendition of her standing up to yasmine

“front wedgie…aisha how did you even think of that?” -you

honestly you wanted to observe the drama, not be apart of it

little did you know that was not really an option in CK

especially when the miyagi do dojo is defiled

you kinda side eyed hawk while johnny yelled at everyone about it. he did seem pretty enthused when you made a joke about burning down their dojo

damn, you hoped no one would bring that joke up thats actually really incriminating

anyways, johnny went on his trip with his old cobra kai homies (which u thought was really sweet you hoped in 30 years you could still be friends with your less-destructive karate buds)

you went to coyote creek with the gang for a training exercise

“you ever do anything like this back home?” -tory

“uh…not really? i mostly did weapons training, kata, some sparring…in a dojo, of course” -you

“yeah, sensei lawrence isn’t exactly the most traditional” -miguel “when i was his only student he actually tied my hands and threw me into a pool in the middle of the night when no one was around”

“HUH??” -you

once you were all deep in the forest and the rules were explained to steal headbands and such, you had a question of your own

“are there any animals or bugs native to california i should be concerned about? like, florida had alligators and their student get trained to run away in zigzags—is there anything out here that you guys have been trained to escape that i should know about?” -you

your question was laughed at but you were dead serious

u were on miguel’s team and noticed an awkward rift once the “battle” was over

“dude, what’s wrong?” -you

“this is” -miguel flashing the medal of honor he took from hawk

“is that..?” -you, connecting more dots “i think i need a notebook or something to keep up with this”

“that’s weird. don’t do that” -miguel

“noted” -you

you were shocked to hear that kreese had been booted from CK

“i wonder if miyagi do has this much drama?” -you

before the summer was over, hawk’s ex moon threw a party and you were over the moon (haha get it) to be able to meet more people before classes were back in

maybe making friends outside of the dojo was a good move

unfortunately it didn’t take long for dojo rivalry to ruin the party

we got moon’s new gf, hawk and demetri argument, sam and tory drink-off, sam and miguel kiss, and then the cops showing up

“we just cant have a non-messy outing can we? on the east coast we could just go to school, go to the dojo, go to the mall, go to parties and no one got in some weird karate driven fight” -you, complaining while running from the cops

“can you stop talking about the east coast? you’re in the valley, this is what happens in the valley” -miguel

you try a hard reset when your first day of school starts

meet up with your friends, find your classes, have a great first day of the new school year!

everything had been tense since moon’s party, but you weren’t gonna let that affect you!

until tory got on the PA and summoned sam for a karate brawl

“no fucking way. no way. i cannot be apart of this” -you

it did not take long until you were apart of this

in the hallways of your new school, terrible way to start the year, you were just trying to break it up!!!!

but as soon as someone hit you in the face all bets were off you were a menace

blah de blah blah tory cuts sam with her bracelet, robby throws miguel over the railing down the stairs, everybody gets a vibe check, miguel is in the hospital in a coma, tory is arrested, robby is on the run

miraculously you have been cleared of all wrongdoing as you talked your way out of it

“i’m new here, i don’t even know these people!! i was just scared for my life so i fought back. i could have been thrown down the stairs too, my parents could sue!!” -you

despite all your dojo rivalries, you checked in on sam when you crossed paths at the hospital. you knew how much she meant to miguel and you thought that was fucking insane

“i know we don’t really know each other from anything but karate, but i really didn’t know what was going on. im new to the valley and im trying to make friends, i never thought it’d end up like this” -you

“yeah, sometimes we make friends with the wrong people” -sam

“i grew up with karate, and cobra kai had just won this super popular tournament over here, it seemed like the right choice” -you

“i get it. i know it’s not your fault. and it’s nice to meet you now that we’re not at each other’s throats—this karate rivalry is decades old, too. i can’t even keep up with it” -sam

“you think miguel is gonna pull through?” -you

“i hope so…i dont know how i’ll go on if he doesn’t. so he has to” -sam

“i feel you there…this might be a bad time, but are there any openings at miyagi do?”

taglist: @an4aaa // @summersimmerus // @sapphireplums // @ravenhood2792 // @elemental-of-magic // @mauve-galaxy-427 //

[wolfstarwereinlove]

i love to know that izuku is crazy, he is possessive and madly in love with katsuki and i love that

when those new students at ua started to call Katsuki dynamight-senpai (even tho izuku knew that it was a respectful form to aproche a superior) he HATED ever single time that he heard that

he was going crazy over it because everyone was calling katsuki by a kind of pet name and only izuku could do that because kacchan was HIS kacchan not their dynamight-senpai.

so one time that one girl was getting closer izuku literally pushed katsuki back to their class, other time a boy was coming and izuku didn’t saw and he called:

boy: dynamight-senpai, can we talk a little?

izuku: sorry, he’s busy talking with me right now, isn’t you, kacchan?

katsuki knew that izuku was trying to be cool but was really mad with that boy, so to not stress his boyfriend more he agreed

katsuki: yeah, maybe later? i’m with izuku now

boy: oh, right, i was just trying to ask u about your quirk, we have a similar one and i have a doubt

izuku: maybe aizawa-sensei could help

boy: he told me to ask dynamigth-senpai

katsuki: right, if sensei wants, meet me after lunch then

boy: right, thanks

After the boy left, Katsuki looked at Izuku with a funny look and a smirk on his lips

katsuki: you possesive fucker, you scared the poor boy

izuku: i did nothing

katsuki: baby don’t be jealous, i’m all yours

izuku: i know you are, i’m making sure they know that too, just that

katsuki: alright nerd, let’s go before you jump in some first year neck if they call me dynamigth-senpai again

izuku: what? it’s not that

katsuki: i know you, izuku

and then he left a kiss in izuku’s forehead and lead him to the cafeteria to they have their lunch

[that-one-xachster]

Megumi x Childhood Bestie!Reader Hcs part two

ok I'm continuing this lmfao

so lets get to the part after go/joe kidnaps itadori

and you're just chilling with megumi in his room questioning all life choices

and he's questioning life itself

"crabs probably think fish can fly"

"...what did you eat today"

"tuna mayo"

"istg if you pull the Inumaki crap-"

"bean bags are boneless sofas"

"wHaT"

"...I want a beanbag."

*audibly sighs*

so yeah very fun

and you have a sleepover with him bc like

why not

and drama

so let's say todays that very special once in a lifetime day that you fall asleep INSTANTLY

and like just boom "I'm tired" you're knocked out

and megumi's just there like "gurl??"

my bro is absolutely done cause you're like taking up most of his bed

and personal space

give the man a break 😔✋

so he tries shoving you a lil to the side

keyword: tries

but you're a stubborn person so you don't budge

also you're gripping the bed for dear life in your sLEEP-

you haven't grown out of it lmao

megumi pulls his iconic face and is just

absolutely done at this point

so-

he's known you since childhood anyway right

and you're asleep right

right

so you won't mind if he just plops on top of you and cuddle-spoons you while your sleeping to create space right 😊

just to create space

you don't mind even when you're awake but megumi doesn't know that-

so yes he lies on top of you- wraps an arm around your waist- and spoons you while he falls asleep-

im giggling squealing kicking my feet writing this don't mind me

so yes he's still spooning you while you're asleep-

and in the morning he wakes up first ehe-

bc sleep = none or sleep = all

"all's well thats well for me"

iykyk

but you're still sleeping

and its like 7:30 am

its too early for this shit

so he just stays in bed cuddling you

and boom half an hour later you wake up

but you pretend to be sleeping heh

why

plot

so you two are technically cuddling rn and then my bro realizes that your awake-

and hes like

"oh good morning"

yeah we're totally gonna gaslight

"good morning to you too"

we're gonna keep up the gaslighting

so you turn around and you're facing megumi and you're like what time is it he's like 8:30 am or sum

so you both get up bleh the boring stuff

AND THIS IS THE MOMENT WHERE ITADORI IS GETTING SHOWN HIS ROOM SO-

YOU SEE WHERE THIS IS GOING

so then megumi walks out of the room but you're still inside cause why not

and then itadori and megumi have some bro talk and you just pop up behind megumi-

itadori sHRIEKS

gojos like 'did u two have a sleepover 😼'

and megumi ofc is like 'why do you care'

and itadori goes-

GASPPP ARE YOU TWO DATING???

the way your faces heat up so fast

FACES

WITH AN S

PLURAL

MEGUMI'S BLUSHING TOO

and hes like 'what the f no i'm not dating this idiot here'

you're like 'i wish 😔'

tHE WAY HE BLUSHES HARDER

no this does not go unnoticed by gojo and he whips out his phone faster than lightning mcqueen and bombards him with pictures

'smile for the camera megumi~'

'boy if you don't shut your skin tone chicken bone google chrome no home flip phone disowned ice cream cone garden gnome extra chromosome metronome dimmadome genome full blown monochrome student loan Indiana jones overgrown flintstone x and Y chromosome hormone friend zone Sylvester Stallone Sierra loan autozone professionally seen silver patrone head ass up-'

yes I had to

anyway y'all gotta go pick up the other first year aka nobara

and you're like

"OOH OOH GOJO SENSEI BOY OR GIRL"

"hehe you'll see"

so you make all of them speed to wherever the hell yer picking her up

idt I mentioned you slept in the car and your head was on megumis shoulder eheh

itadori kept teasing him and won't let him live it down fr

so yk nobara and her iconic scene

you have no shame

and you drink your respect women juice

im trying to make this gender neutral 😭

you see the uniform and you're cheering her on so much like

"WOO YEAHHH- PUT HIM IN HIS PLACE YOU GO GIRL-"

and shes like tf is this crazy bish doing

but you're just really excited to have another person in the group cause being around the same uh 7-8 people can get boring

so you meet her and you're pretty excited

"be glad boys, you're getting another girl in the group."

now that drops your opinion

so you have a smol idea

to uh

you whisper something in her ear and the wAY HER EXPRESSION DROPS

guess what you said <3 bc ik ofc I wanna see what y'all think

anyhoo so then shes like WHAT THE HELL and drops it

and boom you pull your feminine/masculine/nonbinary wiles and she's now your bestie

and gojo says we're going sOmEwHeRe

and nobara and itadori get so excited

yk the EJWRHTKWJEHTAUIETHR and the hugging gojo

you're standing next to megumi though cause you know whats coming

the way their face drops when y'all go to that messed up school- was it a school?

anyway yuji and nobara go in and you're outside with megumi and gojo

y'all are sitting down nearby

you're tired af with this shit so you just plop your head down in megumi's lap and no questions he just lets you

<3

and hes running his fingers through your HAIRRRRR

*screaming*

so you have some lovey-dovey time and gojo sneaks a picture cause he low-key ships you two

and after the two come out y'all just walk back very nice day

okay moving on from the boring stuff he goes back to his dorm

is developing a crush ehe

so hes just lying in bed thinking like

WHY TF AM I FEELING THIS WAY OVER THAT IDIOT RAHHHH

poor guys conflicted

but good for you hehe

sigh I'm tired ill write a part 3 later lmao

[pukanavis]

Kiroku Kinugawa SSR "Cosplaying With Love" Track 2

Location: Living Room

Sakujiro: Now then, may everyone who would like to be Shota Kashii, the protagonist, please raise their hand! Come now, the early bird gets the worm, as they say.

Akuta: You’ve gotta be mega overzealous to pull off Shota, so Teach has to be the perfect pick, right?

Momiji: Huh!?

Setting aside the overzealous part, but…

Isn’t Shota a male character? It might be weird if I did him.

Sakujiro: Chief, do not place a limit on your cosplay possibilites.

Ushio: There’s no rule that says girls can’t cosplay guys. Heaps of girls do it, in fact.

Sakujiro: Anyone is able to become whatever they wish, and there is no one who can say otherwise.

Momiji: I see…there’s so much freedom in cosplay…!

Ushio: Alright, go ahead and do Shota’s signature pose and quote.

Momiji: His signature quote…uh….

[Option 1] : It has to be...

Momiji: I-it’s about…to get heated… …get ready? Sakujiro & Ushio: … Momiji: T-That was a bit embarrassing.

[Option 2] : What was it again?

Momiji: What was it again…? Kiroku: ! Here. Momiji: (Oh, Kiroku-kun flicked to a page I can copy…!) Uhm, it’s about to get heated… Get ready!

Sakujiro & Ushio: Rejected.

Momiji: I understand!

Sakujiro: It simply won't suffice. You’re awkwardness cannot be overlooked.

Ushio: Are you even taking this seriously…?

Kiroku: Brutal…

Akuta: I think meeker protags have their place too~.

Muneuji: Now then…it would make sense to do Shota’s rival, Reito, next. Who would like to be him?

Kiroku: I think…Nanamegi…looks like him…

Momiji: Oh, I can definitely see it!

Ushio: Nope nope nope. Absolutely not.

Nanaki: Hmm, I’m not sure.

Kiroku: You’d…say his quotes well too.

Nanaki: “Bon appétit” ?

Ushio: Bgh—

Akuta: Woah!

Momiji: You nailed it! 

Kiroku: It’s…just like Reito.

Sakujiro: What is your verdict, Kurama-kun?

Ushio: Gh…gah…urgg…

Muneuji: U~chan, why’re you crouching on the floor?

Ushio: I-It’s barely passable…it doesn't compare at all to the original though!

Nanaki: I made the cut? I expected you to have more criticism to throw at me.

Ushio: Huff, huff…hhh….

Kiroku: (Why did he start gasping for breath…?)

Momiji: Who else is there… Oh, Ouji-kun! The pudding one!

Ushio: Ugh…all of you are rejected! Every one of you would mischaracterize him!

Akuta: Hmm, I think I’ll give that Sayama guy a go then. He seems like he knows his stuff, and he makes for an awesome support character!

Muneuji: In that case, I’ll be Ukawa, the one beside him. Who do you have your eye on, U~chan?

Ushio: …I’m going to be Tsukasa Kaido, the guy hosting the Patissier Battle. That lucky guy gets to watch the students at Framboise grow stronger in real time.

Nanaki: Looks like we’ve all gone with side characters. Shouldn’t Ushio be the main character?

Kiroku: He’s…the most particular one here…

Sakujiro: Now then, let your heart and soul become one with the character—Un, deux, trois.

Akuta & Ushio & Muneuji: *pose*

Momiji: Where's that pose from?

Ushio: It’s from this panel.

Nanaki: You can barely see him…

Sakujiro: The touch of a dedicated fan, I see. An absolutely impeccable recreation! Now then, Kinugawa-kun is all who remains.

Kiroku: Huh…!? But…I was just…going to draw…

Momiji: Why don't you try Hinomiya, the new character?

Ushio: Hmm, that’s not a bad idea.

Muneuji: You both share quiet and mysterious qualities.

Akuta: You should give it a go!

Kiroku: ah….

(But…Kurama and Karigane-sensei said that cosplay is an art form too.)

(I might not be able to do it…)

…

“I’ll show your tongue…the destruction of thawing ice.”

Everyone: !!

Akuta: CUUUUT!! We have a winner!

Nanaki: That’s the same sharp gaze Hinomiya has when he’s showing off his frozen dessert expertise…!

Muneuji: You really brought the character to life.

Ushio: …Not bad, Buddha Statue.

Kiroku: …!

Momiji: Ooh…if you got Ushio-kun’s approval, then that seals the deal.

Kiroku: I-I wasn’t…that good…

Sakujiro: It would be an absolute joy to see you try to cosplay at Comipara, Kinugawa-kun.

I can already picture all the photographers swarming to you!

Kiroku: Pho…tographers…?

Ushio: Yeah, people are going to want your picture.

Kiroku: Wh…strangers are going to…photograph me…?

Sakujiro: Yes. Beneath the blue sky, like a group of mages surrounding a summoning circle, they’ll form a ring around you as an incessant rain of camera flashes swallows your vision…

Momiji: That sounds more like a ritual…

Kiroku: I-I’d rather not…

Back

[chosen-hero-inari]

Whumptober Day 11: Loneliness

Packing Up

Akira: Almost ready? 

Yusuke was done packing an hour ago. He didn’t have much to bring to the dorm, and he doesn’t have much to take when he leaves it.

Yusuke: A couple more minutes

Akira: U sure u don’t need help?

Yusuke: Yes, I just need a moment.

A large duffle bag and a few boxes are all he needs before heading to the train station to his new dorms at Osaka University. 

The others are going to drive him down to the train station and see him off, and childishly, Yusuke wants to hide in the closet so he doesn’t have to say goodbye. That’s what he did when Nakonahara left.

But he’s the one leaving now, after spending his senior year with half his friends outside of Tokyo.

Osaka University gave him a good scholarship. Room, board, a meal plan, and a stipend for the school store. It’s the most generous offer he’s received of any of the school’s he’s applied to, and his friends were so happy for him.

Now instead of seeing half his friends occasionally he’ll be all alone on the other side of the country.

Maybe he doesn’t have to go, maybe he can stay in Tokyo, work part-time jobs and make his art on the side. Get his own apartment and visit with his friends and not have to face truly living alone for the first time.

But, that wouldn’t make him happy, would it? He wants to make a name for himself, to finally overcome Madarame’s name being attached to him, and to prove his former Sensei hasn’t ruined the careers of everyone in his care.

And it’d be nice, wouldn’t it? To go back to Tokyo a successful artist, purchase and renovate the atelier, and turn it back into a place filled with pupils, but one that actually cared about its students. That stood behind them and advocated for them, everything Yusuke wanted but never got.

He can’t get there working part-time and living in a small apartment.

A BFA means connections, more people seeing his work, more resources to help those future pupils, and learning how to teach from people who aren’t frauds.

All it means is leaving his friends behind, at least for a little bit. Being truly alone.

“Hey, there you are!” Ryuji wraps his arm around Yuskue’s shoulder and pulls him into a side hug. “You’re gonna miss your train!”

“Yusuke?” Ann says. “You’re crying.”

Yusuke turns to see Akira, Morgana, Ann, and Ryuji facing him. 

“What’s wrong?” Morgana asks. “You’re not gonna miss this place, are you.”

“I’m going to miss you all,” Yusuke says, wiping his sleeve.

“Awwww, come on, it’s not like we’ll never see each other,” Ryuji says. “We’ll have vacations.”

“Plus we’ll probably text every day,” Akira says. “If Ann can keep a conversation going from Italy, she can certainly keep one going from here.”

“Not that you’ll need it!” Ann says quickly. “Becuase you’ll make a bunch of art friends in Osaka and talk about stuff like Pluralism or whatever?”

“Pluralism isn’t an art movement,” Yusuke says. “And I’ve never made friends before.”

“Hey, what are we?” Morgana asks. 

“You barged into my house and tried to badger me for information on Madarame while he was in the house, and then I threatened to call the cops on you so you would leave,” Yusuke points out. “That’s not the same as making friends by simply meeting people.” And before them, he was completely alone.

“Ok well, definitely don’t call the cops on them,” Ann says. “And don’t ask them to model nude.”

“There’s probably a nude drawing class I can attend.”

“There, and after that class you go up to someone and ask if they want to get lunch!” Ryuji says. “Food’s like the fastest way to make friends.”

“Or tell someone their art sucks,” Ann says. “That’s what Shiho did.”

Yusuke frowns. “I would never do that, I want to encourage people’s art.”

“Of course,” Akira says. “You’ll figure it out. Don’t worry. And if you’re really lonely you can head to Kyoto and bother Zenkichi all day.”

That makes Yusuke crack a smile. “I suppose.”

Morgana hops off Akira’s shoulder and onto Yusuke’s. “You’ll be finneeee,” he says. “You’re gonna kick ass and in four years you’ll probably have your own art show in Tokyo that Ryuji can’t afford to attend.”

“Hey!”

“I’ll reserve tickets for you,” Yusuke says.

“Yeah, yeah,” Ryuji says. “But come on, let’s get you on that train first.”

[knwatchesninjago]

S1E12 The Rise of the Great Devourer

HELLLLOOOOOOOOOOO NINJJAGOOOOOOOOOOO

Look who livessss!!!

Welp i gtg soon so imma just get straight to it, lolll!!

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JIUHYGTFRDDFCGHJBKK

JAYYY

U DO NOT PUT SALT ON THE SANDWICH

and he didn't even put the slat on the inside parts.... he put it on the BREAD?!?!?!!!!

that's it.... im done questioning ninjago

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MY BABBYYYY!!!!!!

Why is he soo tiny? 😭💞

How can Pythor look at that baby and hurt him?

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Ok... time out... I'm back to questioning ninjago again....

WHAT MATERIAL IS THAT ANCHOR MADE OF!?!?

its right above lava....

apparently this volcano is also THREE BAJILLION DEGREES!??!?

ummm... forget the anchor... how in the world did the Destiny Bounty survive?!?!? And the ninjas!?!?

*sighs once again at ninjago logic*

(or the lack of it)

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#Greenie

(boy do i miss my old tag of #Lloydster_Enters_The_Scene.... too bad the lloydster wont be coming back anymore :'( )

OKAY TIME OUT!!!

The deep voice in the beginnng made me cackle 🤣

I was soo set on editing after I watched that, but im on a time crunch due to my bet with my friends soooo...

loll

Also... where are the ninjas' braincells? Who in their right mind would let a 7 year old fly a ship all ALONE??!?

sigh

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#SiblingBonding

Wwhen i ws watching this scene i really couldnt help but laugh when I saw the plank, loll. Dang, Wu... u reallly would make ur students walk a plank? Lolll

But all jokes aside... Kai... you really have some strong feet...

My little gremlin is sooo smalll 😭

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#Stop Discriminating Against Snake-People

Okay... okay.

This is my biggest complaint.

Look I get it that the serpentine are the "bad guys" in this season, but... EXCUSSE ME?!?!!?!?

The only snake that deserves to be punished is Pythor. Actually...no. Even he deserves a break.

No one deserves to be locked up underground. Did you see the cave he was stuck under? It was full of skeletons. And Pythor was the oly one alive....

that has a lot of implications. The guy had to probably eat his fellow snakes in order to survive... the snakes were treated horribly.

Now I dont remember exactly why they were forced underground but if my memory serves me right... was it bc of some war?

But like... I bet there were so many innocent snakes as well, right?

Like looks at these babies:

i'm pretty sure these snakes are ment for comedic relief but stilll... some of them are sooo sweet 😭

And.... Cole..... blackberryy.... u did NOT have to shoot Skales....

Honestly with that kinda blast i have no idea how Skales even survived that, lolll.

Also... WU!!! WHAT THE HECK DUDE?!?!??

WHat was this for??!??

Why didn;t you let Pythor leave?!

Why are you trying to get both yourself and Pythor killed?!?

I know that it was trying to give off the vibe that Wu was "sacrifising" himself or something, but imo, it was just plain stupid.

But then again, im giving too much critizism to a kids show. No kid out there is analyzing the show like i am, so ur off teh hook this time, lol.

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Also... y'all... this mailman deserves the world.

He is so dedicated to his job. Plus he's old.

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I'll leave you with this:

#Never_Pause_Ninjago

lolll

Byeeeee!!! Cya laterr!!! <3333333

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EDIT:

Oh wait!! I 4got to add this:

#My fav quotes

"But Sensei"

"Butts are for sitting"

(excuse me??!? wasn't there a yellow color or something? or am i remembereing wrong?)

"You are like the sunrise, we can not begin a day without you"

Zane sweetiee... ur too precious for the world!! <333

alright byeeee

https://kittenninja14.tumblr.com/post/731916269075480576/hey-yall-i-just-found-this-incredible-video-and

[istherewifiinhell]

i kept fucking up so i watched these on 2 diff mornings and couldnt even schedule post them. UM OKAY more eps joelle told me to watch i already forgot what number they are

roasted this sad boy so hard now i will learn why he is so so sad

kouka… kagura family member?

INTRO. FREEZE FRAME. is that sugis guysssssssss is that sugi in a comaaa is that fucking banzai

oboro. THAT MAN. shouyouuuuuu

hair? man??? ALIENS.

THAT MAN

being a pirate is MORE important that ur family. got it boss

damn u shit head did u abandon ur sister in the rain the same way ur father ababanoned you. BREAK NO CYCLES!

karuga girl i think your family sucks maybe???

GIN KINDNESS. FUCKING. uhhh infailable asshole kindness social graces of this place is a shithole but so are we all.

SHINPACHI! ur in this show! and you can speak. thats crazy.

YES GIRL GET UR PTO

GUN ARMS????

SAKAMOOOOOOOTTTTOOOOOO :3

where IS SUGI. IM ALWAYS ASKING THIS.

GUN. most girl design ever to girl but GUN.

banzaiiii no u good bbg?

FUCK OFF OBORO

space ships……..

what happens to That Man some insects will never stop flapping their wings UNTIL THEY REACH HEAVEN (archieval footage: him getting his Ass Beat) i got my wing from THE SAME MAN (that man…), so i know.

yes girl yes time to be soooo normal right

u cant tell sugi shouyou isnt dead. thats. thats his whole idenity there. u know

oboro in this outfit/shot framing… why he kinda….

HEY LITTLE FAIL SON. HEY LITTLE SHITTO.

GJHFGJHG GIVING THIS LITTLE CHILD UR. IMMORTAL BLOOD. I HOPE U LIVE AND HATE ME FOREVER. well. thats gintama isnt it. BUT OKAY. hmmmm. take responisiblity for ur actions

hesssss sooooo little……

IM NO TEACHER… well. uh huh. sure ur not sensei.

nooooooooo nooo u did NOT adopt the dog u hit with ur car who then TURNED U INTO THE FUCKING. GUY. THE THE. GIN.TAMA TRAUMA LINCHPIN GUY. nooooooooo

^_^ mode ACTIVATED.

ROBOT ARM. HOT HOT HOT. OBORO U BEEN HOLDING OUT ON ME

i cant believe im tryna watch these flash backs during a sugi fight. GIRL.

EYE TRAUMA 4 EYE TRAUMA. GIRLS I LOVE U SO MUCH. NEVER BREAK THE CYCLEEEEEEEEEE

a school born under a pine tree, its just you and me. hmm mmh im sure no other white haired child will ever echo words like this back at you. surely not.

LOOK OBORO YOULL HAVE SOOOO MANY LITTLE SIBLINGS. IT WILL BE GREAT. YOULL LOVE IT

are u becoming a devious little killer to save his live. even tho he didnt ask…..

STABBED YOURSELF. TINY CHILD. ohhhh

appearently I HE THOUGHT I WAS DEAD. YEAH. YEAH OBORO. ANY THOUGHT WHY THAT MIGHT BE. MAYBE THE. YOU KILLED YOURSELF AND A BUNCH OF OTHER PPL IN FRONT OF HIM.

i cannot believe. i get how. in concept. okay child raised in. killing world. solves his problems with killing. BUT ITS SO FUNNY GIRL NO ONE ASKED U DO TO THAT. i love you. WHY DID U DO THAT.

okay. okay. okay okay. YOU. YOU DID ALL THAT. so he and his school and ur junior students. GET TO LIVE. "and even tho im not at his side im satisfied" or whatever you said. (sees him and and your junior students. living) NOW HOLD ON. I NEED TO RUIN THEIR LIVES. girl….

okay hang on. "one swore to never betray him again" shot of oboro. "the other swore to bring him back, even if it meant having to kill him again" shot sugi. OKAY BUT. REMIND MEEEEEE. who. WHOOOO killed him. and knew he was gonna come back. cause… I FEEL LIKE IT WASNT SUGI.

ahhhh there was intercuts there but the flashing was too much i guess will never know.

CAN U PASS ON MY LAST WORDS TO MY STUDENTS. WITHOUT YOU I NEVER WOULDVE GOTTEN TO MEET THEM. WITHOUT YOU I NEVER WOULDVE BECOME (SHOUYOU). THANK YOU. sensei has one move and its thanking his beloved eldest daughters for killing him.

ive seen with my own eyes. my junior student im so proud of. actually i cant even clown on you for this trying to kill your fellow students cause you love them so much its textbook in this family. okay. continue.

OH YEA IS SOMEONE GONNA SAY. what utsuro (that man) is

oh hey the theme that has the. one cb bepop reference. ive seen that frame. <- this ended one ep and began the next.

NEXT EP

recap. i heard this. thats how. THAT MAN. became. blah blah.

oh he was not always immortal? or no one knew

DEVIL. GINTOKI. yeah okay. COOL yeah yeah.

his fucking uhhhhhhh anthy swag.

THAT WHY HE GAVE BIRTH? if u say so.

why didnt he just leave the prison. is he stupid. etcetc

okay go on killing spree. sure. thats fair. who hasnt

the one that hated humans. feared humans. longed to be human.they were all me. we love a thesis statement thank you.

WOAH shouyou protagonist eyes moment.

COOOOOOOOL SHOT. UTSURO GIN OVERLAP. ahah. fun tool to help us later.

hey is this the same green guy or a different green guy. cool voice.

everyone wants to use the unkilliable killing machine to their ends. BUDDY they wont even let. (joke pending) buddy he wont even let... himself. use him. to his ends. hmm.

Knows how to make others immortal. SAD OBORO FACE.

(atlana lore) DAMN THATS CRAZY.

WHAT IN THE KINGDOM HEARTS Organization 13 is this room.

anyway utsuro lol. um. damn are u a well looked after and revered gun but not the one who pulls the trigger. sucks bro.

(bunch of shots of cool alien dudes)WOW THATS CRAZY

put him in the saw trap blood extrator. sexual stylez.

lmao he uh. took the hands from ALL OF THEM. and NO ONE NOTICED.

MORE COOLL ALIENS. qwantz comic. i get it now.

shoyou gives BIRTH i get it

i could fight for sensis. That man. or myself

IF U COULD HAVE DONE IT AGAIN. you would just say. HI DAD. IM ALIVE. can i COME HOME NOW. PLEASE???? yeah. you should have. [being a cunt but very moved by the editing of his speech to the. intercuts of the junior students yeah yeah. okay YEAH]

fucking. OF COURSE sugi is there to be like. wow u waisted ur life and died so beautifully im gonna cradle his body so elegantly etcetc.

oh u guys also gave birth. (to utsuro) congrats

zuraaaa just. taking in the extra. big trauma moments info gin is given like a champ. dude. WHAT IS UR persepctive on all this. man.

↳ BUD ARE U GETTING POSSESSED BY SHOUYOU TO SAY ALL THIS. well that would track. WHAT THE HELL. yeah. the becon of hope kill his teacher to say the students the ideals. win the trolley problem. GIN STOP SMILLING AT PPL WHEN THEY DIE (he cant its what he was put on this earth to do)

sakamoto: everyone gave birth to everyone. thank u m.preg expert

kaguraaaaa dad. what. DO U HAVE THE LORE DROP? are u the eight dragons penis fight guy.

ROBOT ARMS

hey sad little gay boy gura brother.

SPACEEEEE SHOT HI HI HI SO BEAUITUFL BEAUTIFUL SHIPS

[seaoftales]

Since Gege really said 'Gojo can do anything he ever wants perfectly without any issues because what even are flaws lmao', I'm here to say f u to canon once more by presenting you a list of some of the headcanons I have for our fav yappy sensei, because I refuse to write a flawless and emotionless robot:

1) Gojo absolutely sucks at cooking. In part, it's because he grew up spoiled and had things done for him all the time. He tried becoming more independent and cook for himself once starting at Tokyo Jujutsu High, but after several burnt pots and pans and a small kitchen fire, he gave up on it all together for a while, mostly because Suguru, Shoko and the others refused to let him anywhere close to the stove. To still contribute in some way, Satoru became the designated grocery shopper whenever they were in the city for a mission and helping out by preparing things to be cooked. To this day, he's very much incapable of cooking.

2) There were multiple times throughout the years after Satoru took Megumi and Tsumiki under his wing that he doubted himself and his capabilities to provide both with a somewhat stable family situation. Not exactly having a father figure while growing up and essentially being a child himself, he struggled in making sure that both had emotional stability and the support they needed while growing up (the financial stability was never an issue to begin with). He had several books on parenting stashed under his bed that he'd read whenever he couldn't sleep, to make sure the kids wouldn't lack anything because of his ignorance. To this day he sometimes refers to these books.

3) Gojo knows there's a high chance that his time on Earth is very limited, mostly because of what happened to his predecessors who also had both Six Eyes and Limitless. He always tries to make the most of the time he spends with friends and colleagues, but especially his students. He has a photobook for every class he ever taught, where he stores photos from their outings, missions, and everything in between, from the students starting their first year all until their graduation, to be able to reminisce not only on their progress, but also all the fun times they had together. Similarly to the student photobooks, Gojo has kept a whole box of those filled with memories dating from ever since first taking care of Megumi and Tsumiki, marking every milestone the kids hit as well as any happy moments they shared. Additionally to the photobooks, as a precaution should the worst happen to him, Satoru wrote letters to Megumi for his every birthday, in each one reminding him that he was proud of him and that he loved him, even if he wasn't among the living anymore.

4) Satoru's relationship with his parents is strained at best. While they had little say when he was taken to be properly trained to truly become the world's strongest jujutsu sorcerer, they didn't put in any actual effort in being his parents even after Satoru reached out to them. Their son's status alone allowed them to climb the political and social ladder of the jujutsu society, which was something they couldn't achieve on their own. That in turn had them treat Satoru as a means to an end and as a weapon like so many others did, effectively only furthering the rift between them. Satoru tolerates them at best and rarely mentions them, if at all.

5) While Satoru already sleeps very little, sometimes he'll go without sleep for several days in a row. Shoko is convinced that he suffers from insomnia, though Gojo refuses to acknowledge that or get proper treatment for it, despite knowing that it would help him. He's just used to always carry his and others' burdens and doesn't want to be a burden himself to others.

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Ensemble - 114: Counterattack

Makoto: I'm so happy I came ba—…

[Read on my blog for the best viewing experience with Oi~ssu ♪]

Location: Outdoor Stage

Makoto: I'm so happy I came ba—…

Ugh?!

Izumi: Y-u-u-k-u-n?

You sure embarrassed me, I won't let this slide with just a finger or two.

Makoto: Oh no, Izumi-san also came back!

We didn't have any leeway when I escaped from the soundproof lesson room, but it might have been better if we had tied him up so he couldn't move anymore!

He's really way too persistent, a total nuisance!

Mao: Escape? Were you confined or something like that?

Makoto: Right! I really wanted to see everyone, the sunlight you haven't seen for a long time is really bright as well! It's beautiful to be alive…☆

Mao: (Hmm, we might be able to 'use' that.)

(This might not be how Trickstar usually does things but… We don't have the leeway to be picky about how we win, right?)

(Dirty work is my job, I'll blast off some gigantic fireworks!)

Izumi: *wheeze, pant, pant* Yuu-kun…!

Arashi: Oh, gosh. You look like a company boss coming late and rushing to a meeting, I haven't seen you this out of breath in a while. Are you sure you can perform a live like that, Izumi-chan?

Tsukasa: It's a breach of contract. I wouldn't call coming late to a live you're supposed to appear in very smart.

Ritsu: What's more important is that the sun has moved because some time passed. There's sunshine here now…

Ah~ I feel s-sick, I'm way weaker to sunlight than Anija…

Izumi: Shut up! It doesn't matter, just crush Trickstar! There's nothing that could make Knights lose as long as we fight like normal!

Arashi: Hmm, but aren't you the one who started doing something not normal, Izumi-chan? I was against it from the very start, just what should we do with you?

(But Kunugi-sensei did tell me to get rid of Trickstar early on…)

(Well, I also didn't like the idea that by kidnapping one of their members we would win by default. I just can't get into it.)

Tsukasa: Wh-what is the meaning of this? Did you break the rules in some manner, Sena-senpai?

Mao: 'Exactly!'

'Everyone, please listen!'

'However unfair it may be, Izumi Sena from Knights kidnapped and confined one of Trickstar's members in order to win the DDD!'

'That's why at the start we had too few members and were having a hard time!'

'However he luckily was able to escape! I'm really glad, I was worried about you, you know?'

'With all of us here, Trickstar is invincible!'

'There's no need for me to hide this! The ones who defeated the student council, who have been controlling this Yumenosaki Academy through fear and tyrannical rule, the ones who defeated their AKATSUKI are us!'

'We will change Yumenosaki Academy! Into a paradise for idols, overflowing with smiles and hope…!'

'I hope you will all cheer us on ♪'

Arashi: (Wow, he's good with words. Is he trying to turn public opinion in their favor by making us the bad guys?)

('With all of us here', he says but I'm pretty sure not all of Trickstar's members are here.)

(He's talking as if we didn't just kidnap Yuuki-kun, but Akehoshi-kun as well.)

(By mixing lies and truths, he's trying to make the audience believe this easy to understand, black-and-white story, isn't he?)

(How unpleasant, 'hard to bear' doesn't even begin to describe this feeling!)

(But, even if you suddenly tell them all this, there's no way they would just believe it and start calling us 'the worst!' or 'you evil-doers!'.)

(Normal people aren't very good with the out of ordinary, little boy.)

(Before the scales tip in favor of Trickstar we should also do something like a little MC to patch things up. Before this situation becomes irreversible!)

Tsukasa: Sena-senpai! Was the announcement just now true?! How could you! It's unfair, is that how you think a knight behaves?!

Arashi: (Waaah… It just had to be one of our comrades who believed everything at face-value! We did have such an honest kid in our midst!)

Izumi: You're noisy, you know? It doesn't matter, just focus on the performance, we're going to make them fall to the depths of unhappiness!

Arashi: (Oh gosh, oh gosh, did the blood rise to your head, Izumi-chan? Ritsu is also all groggy from being out in the sunlight, the outlook isn't good at all.)

(Knights' solidarity is much weaker than Trickstar's since we're only working together for mutual benefit.)

(Getting shaky and having a falling out between allies will only prevent us from winning battles we should have been able to win easily.)

(But I suppose it might not matter. As one of the strongest units that Yumenosaki Academy prides itself in, we can't afford to be defeated easily by trickery like this, can we?)

Arashi: (How unpleasant, I'm getting excited ♪ It's getting fun now, ufufufufu!)

Mao: (Hm~… I managed to create a disturbance, but it doesn't look like things will be settled with just that. I've done everything I can, all that's left is a battle of skill!)

(It would have been reassuring if Hokuto were here. But depending on someone who isn't here isn't very helpful. If we lose here, everything ends!)

(It'd be pretty lame if we already lost by the time he comes back. We have to win no matter what—we'll make the impossible possible!)

(We are the main cast of this first round, no, of the DDD…!)

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HeliosR - Sing in the darkness - Chapter 2 - Part 19

Translation of Sing in the darkness from ‘Helios Rising Heroes’, a new side arc alongside the current main story arc Like the dawning light.

Sage: ……..

Bianchi: I’ll help

Sage: Bianchi-san! Thank you. There’s not much left but… Could you put away the dishes for me?

Bianchi: Got it

Bianchi: …Sorry for earlier, Sei-chan

Sage: Ah…. no don’t worry. I was reflecting on how I acted too impulsively back there…. 

Sage: I’m truly sorry if I made you uncomfortable….

Bianchi: Not at all. Don’t apologize

Bianchi: I wasn’t able to answer immediately but… If you’re happy with me then please do let me take care of it, making the costumes and all. 

Sage: Really!? 

Bianchi: Yes. I was seriously taken aback earlier… Yet it really made me happy.

Bianchi: You remembered how I aimed to become a designer. Thank you for that, Sei-chan

Sage: N-no, I should be the one that’s grateful…! I can’t thank you enough, I’m certain it’ll become a great mock battle

Sage: Aaah~ I’m so excited. What theme should we do♪

Bianchi: Fufu. Sei-chan’s no doubt Robin’s student

Sage: Eh?

Bianchi: At first glance you both seem like completely different types, however when looking at your way of thinking and your perspectives, you two are surprisingly similar. 

Sage: I’m similar to Sensei…? Do you mean that?

Bianchi: Yes. I���ve been asking Robin for advice lately, to be honest

Bianchi: Just as Sei-chan, he suggests to make the best use of your strong points, and does keep a close eye on you contrary to what I thought

Sage: You mentioned advice, is there something you’re worried about?

Bianchi: It’s an awfully personal thing. I had also told Robin about how I wanted to become a designer…. 

Bianchi: I was convinced I was satisfied with my decision, but once I did become a hero, my dream wasn’t gone after all.  

Sage: Eh!? Don’t tell me, you’re going to quit being a hero and become a designer….?

Bianchi: Ufufu, not at all. No need to look so anxious

Bianchi: Hmm… It’s more like, with these feelings not going away, I do have some regret about becoming a hero

Bianchi: All these cuties here…  To me it’s as if they’re open-hearted like you are, and they became heroes with those straightforward feelings. 

Bianchi: And then here I am with my half-baked emotions, it makes me feel guilty

Sage: T-that’s not….

Bianchi: I・ told ・you, to not make such a face♡

Bianchi: With Robin being there for me, and thinking it over myself, I’ll come to a satisfying conclusion about it all

Bianchi: Fufu, you came with that proposal while I was giving it more thought…  and that’s what spooked me all the more

Sage: I see….

Bianchi: I’ll say it one more time….. It really made me happy. 

Bianchi: That’s why, I’ll do my best to design costumes that’ll get the whole venue hyped up

Sage: …..!

Bianchi: Wait a sec, this means that Sei-chan and Nico-chan will be wearing the costumes I’ll design, yes?

Bianchi: That’s just getting me even more worked-up when I think about it… 

Bianchi: My desire to dress someone however I want to, was always right here… Ufufu♡

Sage: U-um, please do be gentle… 

Bianchi: Alright! Time to pour my heart and soul into designing~~~~♪

[colourstreakgryffin]

Could u do an aizawa angst to comfort fic?

I can definitely try! I’ll try live up to what you wish! Damn, I hope you mean Shota Aizawa!

In all honesty! I don’t know Aizawa very well so I also hope this is decent!

A Smile Worth Protecting

“Are you okay, Myōji-sensei?” One of your students asked out of nowhere, your originally focused expression shaped into a smile. It may have looked genuine but it wasn’t

You weren’t okay and it shanked your heart forcing yourself to smile when you couldn’t feel any reason to. You were stressed, exhausted and miserable all at once with your nightmare of a situation

The memories of the hellish funeral flooded through your mind as your fingers clutched a hold onto the business course book in your hand as your other hand holding the whiteboard eraser, slowed down it’s pace of rubbing off the now worthless writing.

A horrible accident happened only a mere week ago. The death of your mother and little brother, killed mysteriously by a unknown villain. The pro-heroes spent hours on end trying to locate the murderer, to no luck. Stepping foot into that church and seeing the two caskets broke your heart into two.

You knew beginning your career as U.A High’s first year Support Course teacher could come with some sacrifices. Some stress but never did you suspect you’d become the affected victim of a murder.

You never got time to heal off this pain. As the stress of midterm exams and grading all the packets of important material had your head feeling light. You turned around to the student in question, putting down the eraser in the process.

“I’m fine, dear. You have a wonderful rest of your day” You chirp in the most believable joyful voice you could muster, her eyes sparkled with such life and wonder. The girl smiled back, pulling you in for a quick hug before she jogged off at the call of her friends, who disappeared into the hallway.

Even with such a caring class of students. You still felt alone, closing the book in your hand and placing it down flat to begin the stack of books you were to take home. In no time, all your belongings were in the bookbag as you quickly gathered the dismissed shoulder bag and put back on your winter jacket, in which hid under the desk.

Locking the classroom for the day, you basically dragged yourself through the empty halls with a heavy heart and threatening to water exhausted eyes. Thankfully, you didn’t have to muster strength to push open the private staff lounge. The door was open already

The sight before you almost made you crumble on the floor. Another pile of paperwork. Sure, you didn’t know what exactly all of it was but the only blaring thing was a sticky note spewing worthless apologies about making you work in your current state. You wanted more than anything to sit at your computer and relax for a while, you needed time off work. You couldn’t stand going home with the weight of your mother and brother’s death plaguing the building

But no. More work, more stress and more problems. You lazily dropped the bags strapped to your shoulder and threw yourself into the chair. The loud noise erupted through the air conditioned room and silence relieved your high nerves

As you begin shuffling through the many pages stacked neatly on the desk with reluctant hands and a heavy sigh to try steady your burning heart. You were a bit absorbed with examining the contents as minutes flew by, nothing more than material for your classes. It seems Nezu decided to have mercy on you

Eventually, the powerful footsteps entered the vacant space. You would have turned around to see who it was but you didn’t need to. The person yawned and the deep, attractive tone of the yawn so familiar as it was ingrained into your head

Aizawa Shota, a friend of yours. You have had a crush on him for a while, though, he was so occupied with his worklife and taking naps in that weird sleeping bag, that your conversations with him were more minor then you wanted. Sure, he was very professional and polite to you, but you wanted to learn more about him on a friendly basis, then a coworker one

Aizawa rubbed his eyes to shake off the sleep, looking around the empty bland room to see you hunched over the table and vigorously shifting through papers. He always found you so impressive, work and never stop. He can barely handle his own class, though, he wouldn’t trade his job for anything.

He frowns at the sight of you, leaning up slightly from his hunched stance. As a pro-hero, Aizawa knew about your disgusting situation and felt his heart break for you. He worked even harder than the rest of the pro-heroes and police force handling the case, to find the killer as he cared intently for you

But his work was fruitless and it frustrated him. Alongside providing help for his students and pro-hero business, Aizawa had you on his mind. He couldn’t say he had a crush on you but he knew his heart was latched to you. He gently walked up to your leant over back and sighed softly before speaking

“Isn’t it time for you to go home?” Aizawa asked, his voice slithered through as smooth as silk. You felt as if your musculoskeletal frame jumped out of your skin as you didn’t turn around. You didn’t want to dogpile your crush with your problems stop his so you quickly huffed out, hoping you brushing him off will make him take the hint

“Yes. But I got work to do. Don’t worry about it, I’m fine” You responded rather firm, stress building and building with each second as it all piled onto your heart, making it feel as if it weighs thousands of pounds. Your hands went from laying on the papers to the keyboard of your computer, booting it up so you begin your work and finish it as soon as possible

“You’re fine? You have been quiet and irritable all day. Usually, you’re calm and outgoing, have you not been looking after yourself?” Aizawa asks once again in his usual monotone voice, his heart broke for the obvious pain in your tone. He cared so dearly about your state, though, he was now concerned that he seemed a bit too nosy

“I’m fine” You bark again, desperately keeping your semi-swollen eyes glued onto the awakening screen before you. You needed to begin typing up these lessons before tomorrow, you had no time to chat meaningless nonsense with him

“Dokusha. Talk to me” Aizawa firmly spoke, grabbing your chair and spinning you around until you faced him, tough dark eyes glaring down holes as his mighty hands kept the chair still, caging you so you couldn’t get up in any way or form

“I’m fine, Aizawa. Just… leave me alone” You softly spoke in contrast to the rising venom lacing your tone, wanting to beg him to get off your case. However, the more heartbroken second half of yourself was screaming out for his attention. You didn’t want to shop him away, he was giving up his usual resting time to make sure you were okay.

How could you not thank him for his consideration? You did, you were more than thankful but you didn’t want to tell him about all the problems you were facing at one time. He already has plenty of stress to deal with! More than you, you’d argue.

You teach children how to build support items for heroes, Aizawa teaches children how to effectively battle villains and utilise their quirks to become those heroes. He is far more important than you as your mind continued to repeat that idea in a intense chant

“Dokusha” Aizawa sighed deeply as hearing him say your name made your heart beat faster. He dropped to his knees so he can properly meet eyes with you, which were lowered to your knees by your hunched head

“You don’t need to tell me, okay. You know that I know what’s wrong. It’s been tough but keeping it all bundled up isn’t helping with your mental health. May I ask that you listen to me?” Aizawa requests in his signature soft yet firm aura, his calloused palms rubbed over your smaller hands in a comforting way. You gently nod in defeat, tears rolling down your cheeks out of your control

You couldn’t fight the man you liked a lot anymore. You just sobbed, Aizawa wraps his strong arms around you and perched himself up to give you a better hug. His heart flipped at the feeling of your wet cheek fall on his shoulder, slightly wetting his dark longsleeve.

“I know. C’mere” Aizawa cooed gently at your light crying, pulling you out of the chair with a single tug after letting go and leading you over to his infamous sleeping bag left propped up on the left of the doorway. He threw it onto the lounge’s nearby couch lazily and sat you down by the open head, hand still caressing yours and rubbing the knuckles in a almost massaging like way

You were confused, looking at the sleeping-bag then at Aizawa, his long messy raven black hair laid over his shoulders as that faded scar over his cheek highlighted his sharp jaw. You were about to ask Aizawa what he was thinking but he beat you to the punch

“Go to sleep. You need a break” He remarked with that same firm yet gentle tone, combing his free hand through your hair as you attempted to protest, but he had already made up the decision for you

“I’ll talk to Nezu about letting you have a week off from work. Going to sleep will be better for the two of us” Aizawa answers, opening up the sleeping bag and waiting for you to climb in. You sighed gently, cheeks turning rosy with shyness

Helping you get inside and comfortable, you breathed in sharply in surprise as he zips up the bag. It was surprisingly clean and smelt like strawberry soap, he must have cleaned it regularly. Aizawa laid his chin down on the couch cushion besides yours. He had very little room but he didn’t mind as he could see relief flood you

You felt so warm and snuggly in a instant, you now understood why Aizawa liked the sleeping bag so much. Aizawa begun speaking, his voice helped ease your high intensity and stressed nerves. His hand rubbing up your head once again

“We’ll find a substitute, okay. Just relax, you need some rest” Aizawa reassured, patting your hair softly and locking eyes on your slowly fluttering eyelids. You were tired and falling asleep like the sleeping bag had a quirk of it’s own. All his hardwork will pay off, seeing the woman he “adores” finally settle down from all her stress is reliving him of his stress too

Aizawa‘s face glowed with a soft smile. Just at the sight of your closed eyes and softened breathing had made his entire day. He couldn’t help but just admire your beautiful face with his dark irises sparkling in love

The love he knew he had but he didn’t want to admit just yet

[yandepostal-fanfic]

YANDEPOSTAL - INTERLUDE A

"Lorie the Intruder"

(TRIGGER & SPOILER WARNING: INDICATED SUICIDE & ENDING OF "ETERNAL DAMNATION" MOD FOR POSTAL 2)

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"Lorie… I can’t live without you…” John sobbed with a beretta in his hand, staring at the photo of him & his High school sweetheart, Lorie Heath. “I said I would never leave you… Never again…”

John held the beretta against his temple, pulled the trigger… & woke up in an intense sweat, gasping for air as if he were buried alive.

He was still in his current home - a Cheap Studio Apartment in Aomori Prefecture, which doubled as a Dojo for him to train his current student & teenage god-daughter, Emira, who was turning 17 in the coming spring.

Mutsu City was blanketed heavily with snow. The Cold was unforgiving, yet the normally loud city was now serene, save for the occasional rumble of a Snow-Plowing Truck.

“What the fuck was that…?!” John shuttered. “I haven’t had that specific nightmare in YEARS… not since…”

John then felt his heart sink as Emira’s Scream was audible in the other room, accompanied by a Familiar Cackle. John’s fear was replaced with fury, as he knew these circumstances only meant one thing - Lorie had returned to toy with him.

John exploded out of his bed & stormed his way to Emira’s Room. When John kicked the door open, Lorie stood as a true demon, holding Emira by the neck with her razor-sharp claws.

“Oh Hello John, I knew you would come!” Lorie Taunted. “I’m sure you know that I plan to be here for a while, so don’t make me cut my time short like I oughta do to this kid's neck!”

“YOU GET YOUR FUCKING HANDS OFF MY STUDENT!” John yells as he points a SPAS12 at Lorie.

Lorie’s grip on Emira’s Neck tightens, as blood starts to trickle out of a wound punctured by Lorie’s Claw. Emira then swiftly kicks Lorie in the throat, disorienting the demoness.

“EMI, YOU RUN TO MY ROOM WHILE I HOLD HER OFF!” John shouted as he kept Lorie at bay with a Crucifix. “THERE SHOULD BE A SWORD BEHIND MY DRESSER - YOUR SWORD!”

Emira then made a speedy B-Line to John’s room, threw the dresser to the side & there it was - Still in it’s Scabbard wasn’t just any sword, it was Emira’s sword, & her time came sooner & more sudden than it was meant to be.

Before Emira could turn back to fight Lorie, John is thrown onto the floor in front of her with a visible wound where his heart was torn out. Lorie stood at the doorway, feeding John’s Heart to a pair of what appeared to be Raptors - standing at the height of a Wolf, & bearing Red Skin & Black Feathers.

“You must be Little Emira, Child.” Lorie smiled wickedly with her tongue waving like a snake. “You like my pets? Tengu are quite fascinating, sweet-pea~!”

Lorie snaps her fingers for the two Tengu to kill Emira. Without hesitation, Emira easily managed to decapitate both fiends of a feather.

“I refuse to let you down, Sensei John.” Emira says, as she takes John’s Shotgun & grabs twitching heads of both Tengu, before making her way to Lorie, who was just outside.

“What?! How did you-” Lorie hissed in frustration.

Emira then throws the Tengu Heads at Lorie. “Don’t forget your pet birds, you Witch!”

Lorie then draws out a Blade of her own - a Katana so Wicked, it seemed to scream like a thousand souls & glow a furious red with each slash.

Emira & Lorie’s swords clashed. Lorie started to leak a Blue Fire from her mouth. Emira began to make what sounded like the roar of a beast.

This caught Lorie off-guard - this mere teenager was howling like a baboon. Lorie began to feel cocky & swung her blade to scratch Emira’s thigh, causing her to stumble before being kicked to the ground.

“I adore the way you fight - the way you don’t hold back.” Lorie chuckled. “Especially if it means making a damn fool of yourself, so I’ll give you however many chances you desire!”

Unfortunately, Lorie made a fatal mistake, because Emira meant business.

Emira then lunged towards Lorie, & punched her in the face with the force of a Rocket. Lorie then attempted to get back up, but found her bottom half gone - Emira managed to briefly incapacitate Lorie long enough to slice her in two.

Lorie's final thoughts were of terror, realizing she fucked around & found out, before being pummeled to a pulp by a barrage of Emira’s fists.

Within a few seconds after Lorie stopped moving, Emira reaches into Lorie’s ribcage, pulls out her heart & raises it into the air as it continues to beat while doing a sort of Battle-Cry.

Emira’s eyes then began to take a slanted shape like that of a serpent. Her Tongue morphed into a Forked shape as her continued howling began to sound more beastly.

“The earth is hungry.” Emira thinks to herself, as she holds Lorie’s heart close to her face. “But from this day on, I shall forever be more famished than this rock will ever be.” Emira then squeezed Lorie’s heart until bursts.

Emira then made her way back to the apartment where John’s corpse still lay. Emira then gathered her things & the keys to the Red Van parked nearby. Before she could leave, Emira poured gasoline wherever she could & positioned John onto his bed with a stick of dynamite & timer in his hands. Emira starts the timer on the dynamite, rushes out of the apartment with her belongings, & drives away, as the apartment explodes & burns behind her.

“I’ve finally graduated, Sensei John.” Emira whispers with tears in her eyes. “I dunno why you would ever want to go out like that, but I fulfilled that for you. Rest easy, you Crazy Bald Bastard.”

—

“There’s the last AC Part!” Dude thought to himself. “But what about this guy in front of it…?”

The AC part, sitting next to a Bed in an Asylum cell, was being guarded by a bald man in a brown trench coat.

The Dude hunched over the Bald Man to Grab the AC Part. Before Dude could leave, his arm was grabbed by the bald man, whose face was sunken in & appeared to be Rotting.

“MOTHER FUCKER!!” The Man shouted, before being shot between the eyes by Dude’s Desert Eagle.

Dude then stumbled backwards, AC-Part in his lap. Dude was in a trance, as something was familiar about the ghoul he had just shot.

“D-Dude…” The Ghoul coughed. “I’m… s-sorry…”

Dude then fled the asylum, with a secondary voice echoing in his head. "We don't know that guy... right?"

Eventually, the name disappeared from Dude’s mind, although unprepared for who else would await him at The Junkyard of Mike J, the Necrotaur King.

[pupkashi]

you and satoru are just parents of 3 children who love only you very very much <3

a/n: hi and happy easter friends !! thank you for the idea !! i hope u enjoy this much too long drabble of the trio and gojo + reader <3

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“okay guys in honor of Easter I’ve made an egg hunt for you all!” gojo stood proudly, his ego deflating as soon as the three student ignored him and went right back to talking to each other.

you walked up to the group with a smile, three baskets in hand as you called out to the group, “did he tell you guys about the egg hunt? i think i hid the eggs quite well” you boasted, handing the students their baskets.

“you helped with the egg hunt?” megumi asked, itadori and nobara looking at you expectantly. you nodded your head with a smile, “i thought it’d be fun! do you guys not like egg hunts? we don’t have you if you guys don’t wanna!” your excitement toning down, afraid you’d over stepped.

“what are we waiting for let’s fucking go!” nobara got up, a smile on her face, “y/n sensei do we get a prize if we find the most?!” yuji called out, already searching behind some bushes for the colorful eggs.

“did we decide on a prize?” you turned to satoru, his gaze was already on you, a smile on his face.

“you can hang out with y/n without me there” satoru called out, you stifled your laughter.

“satoru i think they’d want a better priz-” you were cut off by the way the three students snapped their heads up.

“are you serious? get out of my way fushiguro!” nobara ran past the raven haired sorcerer, pushing him as she passed, “i deserve this!”

yuji and megumi locked eyes, the two of them also breaking out into a sprint.

“told ya, they love you” satoru smiled, pressing a kiss atop your head. you smiled as you watched the three students check every crevice of the campus.

it only took them 30 minutes to find every last one of them, the three showing up with their baskets full and their eyes bright.

“got all of ‘em?” satoru asked, not bothering to detach himself from your side.

“okay nobara how many d’ya get?” you asked, the girl finished counting the eggs and looked at her friends with a smug look on her face.

“15” she stated proudly, you nodded your head.

“megumi?” the boy counted his eggs, then he recounted them. his brows furrowing and his lips turning into a barely noticeable pout.

“15” he grumbled, nobara’s mouth opening in shock. you smiled at their antics.

“yuji? how many eggs?” the boy smiled, counting his eggs beofre smiling proudly.

“16!” he beamed, the other two immediately tackling him.

“you dirty liar! there’s no way you got more than me!” “recount them you idiot you probably double counted!”

gojo laughed at the way they practically ripped the basket from the boys hands, recounting his eggs before staring at yuji with accusing looks.

“you have 15!” megumi stated, smacking the pink haired boy upside the head.

“oops,” he giggled, staring at you and gojo.

“three way tie? it’s almost like,” you gasped, staring at satoru, “we planned it!” satoru finished your sentence the two of you holding your hand over you mouths.

“so we don’t get anything?” yuji asked, satoru stood up from besides you, taking the three students into a tight hug.

“we got the best gift of all! time together” he smiled, the three students looking at you pleadingly. you stood up and put your hand on the small of your lovers back, causing him to let go of the students and almost immediately wrapping his arms around you.

“how does lunch on us sound?” you rolled your eyes, smiling as the three students nodded a smile on their faces as they stood up straighter.

“where are we going? can i decide this time?” yuji asked, nobara shoved him, “i get to decide this time!” their bickering caused a smile to form on both yours and satorus face.

the students walked ahead of you, satoru intertwining his fingers with yours, pulling you closer to his side and draping an arm over your shoulder.

“happy easter, sweetheart” he spoke, placing a gentle kiss to your forehead. your cheeks flushed as you pressed a kiss to his cheek, struggling a bit before he bent down a bit.

“happy easter, lover boy” you smiled, “great job hiding the eggs by the way, would’ve taken me forever to find them” you giggled.

gojo only smiled at you, “don’t tell the kids that or they’ll regret ever participating.”

you looked at you lover, pure adoration in the eyes, “you’re a great teacher, don’t forget that.”

it was satoru’s turn to blush, a smile on his face as he stopped in his tracks, pulling you into him and peppering your face with kisses.

“guys we’re hungry! can you save the lovey dovey for later?” megumi sighed, though he couldn’t help the twitch of his lips, he was happy gojo found someone perfect for him.

“they are cute together, you’ve gotta admit it” nobara sighed, yuji nodded in agreement, “think they’ll get married and have kids?” he asked.

megumi knew gojo has the ring hidden somewhere in your shared home, he’d shown it to him the he got it. “definitely,” was all he said before opening the car door.

“you won’t be the youngest anymore!” yuji teased, megumi just rolled his eyes.

satoru had finally let you go, only for you to shove him back before calling out a “last one to the car pays!” before bolting off in the direction of the car.

he could’ve caught up, he could’ve ran laps around you. but instead he ran after you, just seconds behind you and pouting when you touched the vehicle before him.

“guess I’ll just have to spoil you, huh sweets?” pressing a chaste kiss to your temple before opening the car door for you.