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it was you all along. (bokuto koutaro x reader)

summary: you confess to him, and he’s confused because he thinks you’re already dating. for my valentine’s day event - theme: confessions.

word count: 1285

tags: @keiva1000 @kindnessspreads @msbyomimi @sleepyxxhead @priv-rose @nishayuro @kitas-tapioca @kakashineedstotouchgrass s @amisuh @avis-writeshq @samanthaa-leanne @akaashi-todorki @sp1ng @kur0obaby @bleach-your-panties @pinkiipeachiikeen @whippedbel

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Careful hands tried to handle the cupcake as delicately as possible. You held your breath, lowering it into the box. When its base hit the cardboard, you finally sighed out in relief. You pulled back to admire your creation, feeling a smile creep up on your face at the sight of the four cupcakes, all decorated to the nines.

No doubt in your head that Bokuto would love this. After all, you knew his every like and dislike very well. You had known him forever.

Bokuto Kotarou had taken you under his ‘wing’ when you were in elementary school. Tiny-you had no confidence and zero capability to make friends, while Bokuto was your exact opposite. He had taken a liking to you and had bravely proclaimed that he would ‘protect’ you, puffing out his tiny chest and grinning wide. Over the years, Bokuto had not let you down even once.

It was no wonder that you slowly fell in love with him. How could you not? You spent every day joined at the hip. The only time you were apart was when he was on the court, and even then you were on the sidelines, clipboard in hand, managing the team while admiring how talented your friend was. So really, how could you not fall in love?

In your defense, Bokuto doted on you like crazy. He knew very little physical boundaries when it came to you, hugging and squeezing the life out of you, laying sloppy kisses on your cheeks, sharing food and stories and…. basically each other’s entire lives.

But today. Today was the day. Today you would tell him that you no longer wanted to be friends. That you wanted more. Your heartbeat sped up at the thought of how he might react. You weren’t an arrogant person by any means but you couldn’t imagine him reacting negatively. There’s no way Bokuto could be as affectionate as he was if he didn’t feel something for you. Hell, how many times had he told you he loved you? Every day. You had lost count.

You were careful with the box as you walked to school. Your very limbs were vibrating, and you were breathing deeply in and out to make sure you remained calm. You were optimistic in taking this step. In fact, all your mutual friends, including the team, had only encouraged you. They were all dead sure he would accept your confession and return your feelings just as enthusiastically. You were more excited than you were nervous. You couldn’t wait to see him.

You found Bokuto with his head buried in his locker, and you had to hold back a snort. He was muttering something under his breath, and you were sure he had lost something else now. His locker was a mess, and you had repeatedly scolded him to clean it up or else he would lose things. Once again, you were right.

You tapped his shoulder, biting back a laugh when he jolted and banged his head against the roof. Curses flew from his mouth before he ducked and pulled his head out, turning to look at you with a glare. You watched fondly when his scowl was replaced by the widest, brightest smile you had ever seen. Bokuto’s smile could give the Sun a run for its money.

He exclaimed your name loudly, opening his arms wide to pull you into a bear hug. You immediately held a hand out to push his chest back.

“Hold it!” You lifted up the box. “I’m holding something delicate.”

Bokuto’s interest was immediately piqued, and you giggled at his childish curiosity, grabbing his wrist and tugging him with you. He hastily slammed his locker shut and let you drag him down the crowded halls and outside, finding an empty bench overlooking the school track.

“What’s going on?” He finally asked, wide golden eyes peering into your own. You sat down and patted the seat beside you for Bokuto to do the same. He obliged, waiting for you to speak. Instead, you handed him the box.

Bokuto opened it up and gasped at the selection of four intricately decorated cupcakes, admiring each one separately. You felt your heart swell at his reactions.

“Holy shit,” he whispered. “This one looks like a volleyball. And this one has my jersey number!”

Bokuto looked back up at you with stars in his eyes. “I can’t believe it. This is so awesome!”

You grinned wide, fiddling with your hands a bit. “I made them for a special occasion.”

Bokuto perked up again. “What special occasion?”

You took a deep breath. Finally, the time was here. “I love you, Kou.”

Bokuto blinked before a wide smile overtook his face. “I love ya too, babe.”

You stared at him for a bit. “No. I mean, I love you. I’m in love with you.”

Now, a small, confused frown formed between the boy’s eyebrows. “I heard you. I love you, too. What’s going on? You’re bein’ weird.”

You gaped at Bokuto, unable to even fathom what he was getting from this. Were you not being clear enough? Was he not understanding what you meant?

“Kotarou, I don’t want to be just friends. This isn’t a ‘friends’ kind of love. I wanna date you. I wanna be your girlfriend.”

Now Bokuto looked flabbergasted, slowly closing the box and placing it to the side. “What are you talking about? You are my girlfriend!”

Silence. “What?”

Bokuto nodded, though he still looked at you like you had grown two heads. “Y-yeah?”

“Kou-” You held up a hand as if calling a timeout, trying, but failing, to understand what he meant. You had anticipated requited feelings. Some part of you had even considered the possibility of rejection. But this? How was this even possible?

Bokuto looked like he was processing things too. He quirked his head to the side, staring quizzically at you. One of his hands ran through his hair, almost in thought. You felt a horrific laugh bubble up inside you at how ridiculous the situation was. This…. this was so on brand for Bokuto. Your confession going awry because this idiot thought you were already dating.

“But what about all the time we’re together? I always hug you and kiss you. We have sleepovers all the time. I sleep in your damn bed!”

“Well yes, but-” You shifted. “We did that as friends!”

Bokuto gave you a look. “You think I act that way with my other friends?”

“I thought I was special.” You mumbled, suddenly rethinking almost every interaction you had with Bokuto.

“You are.” His voice softened. “Because you’re my girlfriend.”

You felt your face burn hot. “But you never-”

He waited for you to continue. You fidgeted.

“We never kissed.”

Now, a shiteating grin was slowly spreading across Bokuto’s face. He wiggled his crazy eyebrows at you. “You wanna?”

You smacked his bicep hard, making him yelp and rub the sore spot with a little pout. Inside your chest, your heart was doing endless flip flops. You still couldn’t believe that all this time, Bokuto had assumed you were dating and not just friends. The very thought of it was both completely expected and also insanely shocking at the same time.

Bokuto was watching you closely, having calmed down a bit. He gave you a little smile.

“Since ya didn’t consider any of our dates as…. dates, can I take you out on a proper one now?”

A smile spread across your face at his words. You nodded jerkily, staring down at your hands. Bokuto clapped his hands in finality.

“Great! Now, I need to eat these cupcakes and talk about how great they are.”

You laughed.

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IN THIS HOUSE WE STAN KYLE "GAZ" GARRICK!!!!

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someone asked gege what is female gaze and as an answer he created geto suguru

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dad!Ghost part 2

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The more I think about it, the more I'm convinced that Farah and Alex don't know what happened in Las Almas and the 141.

Alex said, "Heard you died in a tank in South America."

-> He heard. He doesn't know the whole story about how he died or who supposedly killed him. It didn't even cross his mind that Graves personally knows the TF141.

"South America", Las Almas is in North America. That means what Alex heard is indeed just a rumor. He doesn't know how, who killed him, what happened, or anything. He and Farah don't know any specifics at all. Nada. It's possible that Farah had only just known Graves when he entered that room.

Now here's the kick : Look at Graves' and the Shadow's face + body language beside him as soon as Alex said it :

They were alert. The shadow behind Graves looks like he's ready to aim his weapon.

Graves then quickly settle it down by saying "Well I'm not in it." (As soon as Graves took control of the situation, the shadow behind him eased up a lil')

Then Graves asked :

THAT is Graves' way of finding out how far Alex knew about his death, or possibly what he did. At the same time, he's determining his attitude/approach towards them based on the answers that would be given.

Had they known that Graves massacred a whole town to find Ghost and Soap, that would for sure change his attitude towards Graves. There's no way in hell that they'd act so casual like in the cutscene if they know.

-> If Alex had shown any hostility or any sentence that implied anything about the Las Almas massacre, Farah would 1000% turn hostile and change her view towards the Shadow Company, and Graves might proceed with a different, possibly more violent approach, and the alliance would go poof with guns blazing. (Because come on. Farah's country was basically massacred by Barkov, same as what Graves did in Las Almas)

LUCKILY THOUGH, things went according to Graves' way. Farah cut the conversation short, saying that they have their own battles and have no time for rumors. The scenario went on, Farah and Alex continued to be oblivious about Graves' grave crimes (hah).

TF141 didn't have any convo about Shadow Co. at all to Farah and Alex. I mean, they were busy with their own businesses, the people that was hunted by Graves (Ghost and Soap) was not as closely connected with Faralex compared to Price and Kyle, plus as far as they know, Graves was a case closed. (They had no reason to converse about Graves anyway during the Atomgrad Raid)

(If Price and Kyle was the one hunted down in Las Almas, the story might go differently 👀)

With SC fighting Makarov's Konni Group, SC would for SURE appear in MWIII no doubt. Now Graves need to make sure that Faralex NEVER know about the Las Almas incident.

We'll see how it goes~

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“Oh Ghost’s ass-“ “Ghost has great ass-“

“Soap’s tits are huge-“ “Soap’s chest is loaded-“

WHAT ABOUT PRICE HUH?!

WHAT. ABOUT. JOHNATHAN.

AHHHHHHH

P l e a s e

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More punks 🤎

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Y/N just kicks whoever hurt Optimus 😭 they're dead but Y/N doesn't care- they're kicking, or more so it's just

Y/N, kicking the con: Take tha- OW

Crosshairs: That's sweet 'n all, but what did ya think would happen?

Y/N: Even if death, the cons torment us so, true evil, I do say!

Crosshairs: ...

Crosshairs, looking at Optimus: Ya sure ya want this one-

Optimus: Yes they're perfect

Y/N still being dramatic in the background:

*Bee also kicking the con with Y/N*

Y/N when the con twitches:

Y/N and Bee once the con stops twitching:

Crosshairs:

Inside Optimus’s mind:

Cade: I need a drink

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More often than not, when Lennox needs Optimus's help, he goes to you first because he knows Optimus will listen to you.

Remember that scene where Optimus refused to transform from his alt mode?

Lennox: Sigh, I didn't want to do this but- bring out the big guns

Goverment official: You aren't gonna shoot him, are you?

Lennox: What? No, they're the big guns

Y/N's just jogging up to Optimus. They don't need to say anything he'd just immidiately transform- he's in love, he is whipped, he will hold his lover gently

you get me anon. optimus adores his tiny human and will always listen to, love, respect them and hold them gently, just like they deserve.

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deku having a crush on his wife for 838 words straight

Movie/Game/Show: My Hero Academia Dynamic: Izuku Midoriya/Reader Warnings: idk it doesn’t follow how the manga’s directing izuku’s future but whatever, fem reader, cringe Summary: Deku’s fans love pointing out Deku’s crush on his wife. Word Count: 838 ~~~

You aren’t sure why the video comes up in your recommended page, but that doesn’t altogether stop you from clicking on it. The title reads ‘deku having a crush on his wife for 3 minutes straight’, and with your husband, Izuku “Deku” Midoriya, currently away to America on work - you’d be lying to say that the content wouldn’t interest you. When Izuku can’t call or text, looking at snippets of interviews that fans have deemed as him showing off his “crush” on you can sometimes be a decent place-holder.

It first opens on an interview he’d done with Uravity and Shoto from a couple years ago as a fundraiser, he’s clearly not listening to the question being asked by the hostess. A fact that Ochaco is eager to point out with a snicker.

The hostess chuckles, “Wow, Deku, thinking up a new fight tactic for the field?”

“Oh, no, I’m so sorry,” Izuku shakes his head, suddenly tuning back in when he heard his name, “I was thinking about my wife, actually.”

Shoto narrows his eyes at the man, “It hasn’t been an hour yet.”

“I know, I know,” Izuku dramatically huffs before turning to the crowd, “Okay, just so you all get the picture, my wife had to go out of the country to visit some family, right? Got the text like half an hour ago that she was even leaving for the airport and I miss her already.”

“Sounds like clingy husband talk to me,” Ochaco teases.

“Well, when you guys get someone as cool as her to marry you, maybe you’ll understand,” he points at Ochaco specifically, “Until then, I don’t wanna hear it.”

~~

“You guys won’t believe it,” Denki’s face is the next opening shot, his grin wide as he turns his phone to show Izuku sitting beside him, “Dude was training interns and just in the middle of a fight says, ‘I miss my wife’ and leaves to go call her.”

“Don’t tease me,” Izuku glares at his friend, “I’ll have you know my wife will kick your ass for that.”

“Really?” the camera comes back to Denki’s skeptical face, “A hero’s ass is gonna be kicked by a civilian? No disrespect.”

“She’s very powerful and strong, she’d end you in a heartbeat.”

~~

Another interview comes on screen, this time from a few months ago, a voice from the gaggle of fans pops out, asking about how your husband found such a supportive partner with hero work being such a large part of his life.

“Well, my lovely wife and I actually met in middle school,” Izuku’s lips form into a soft smile as he recounts the day, “She was really supportive of me wanting to go to U.A and being a hero even though I didn’t show that I had a Quirk at the time. I knew after she let me sit with her at lunch that I wanted to be her friend - and then a few months after we started dating I was like ‘wow, I wanna marry this girl,’” he chuckles, “It sounds weird, but I really did know that she was the one pretty early. I think I carved it into the desk, too. Now that I think about it,” his brows furrow and he nods, “Yeah, I definitely did. Carved our names in a heart into a desk like a nerd.”

~~

“Guys,” the camera angle is at Izuku’s chin and pointing upward, his gaze not unlike that of a kicked puppy, “I don’t get those guys who have fun when their wives leave the house. It’s been like two hours and I already think I’ve gone through like four stages of grief. She isn’t even leaving for multiple days, she’s just visiting her grandpa.”

It’s silent for a few moments, Izuku pursing his lips before sighing, tossing his head back, and groaning out miserably,

“I miss her…”

~~

Ochaco’s face is next on screen before she points her camera at Izuku, “If your wife asked you to- “

“Yes,” he nods confidently.

“I didn’t get to finish!”

“And?”

~~

As the video wraps up, your phone buzzes and comes alight with your husband’s picture. You pick up the call with a smile, “Hey, you.”

“Hi,” Izuku sounds sheepish, he usually does but today particularly more so than others, “I miss you.”

“Aw, sweetie, I miss you too,” your brows furrow, “When’s your flight for? Isn’t it later today?”

“Yeah…” there’s the sound of Katsuki’s bark of a laugh followed by Izuku shushing him, “I don’t know, I just missed you a lot. Needed to hear your voice.”

“You’re so cute, bubs,” you coo over the phone, “Tough mission?”

There’s brief silence before Izuku speaks again, “I don’t wanna talk about work so much. I should be home later.”

“Sounds good, baby. I’ll see you when you get home, okay?”

“Yeah, see you later. I love you.”

“I love you, too, Izuku.”

Even as you hang up, you can still hear the sound of Katsuki picking fun at Izuku’s “clingy” tendencies.

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saw this on twitter rn, if you ever feel discouraged about writing fanfiction, read this again

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In Honor of Shiggy's Bday today..

Here's a lil sum for him.

Fluff

Shigaraki x POC Reader

Kinda just a headcanon tbh. Not proofread at all.

Shiggy waking up to soft feather like kisses on his face. He stirs just a little and opens his eyes once he’s flat on his back. When his vision focuses he hums when he meets eyes with his lover. The sun shining through the blinds onto her skin, bonnet hanging low because of her fro stuffed inside. She had taken her recent braids out so she could get her hair did again just for the occasion but got lazy and decided to give her hair a break. He liked when her natural hair was out anyway. Her pale colored eyes stared into his with such love it made his chest flutter.

“Morning..” his voice low, deep and raspy from his sleep. It clung, making his voice rumble sending shivers up her spine. Her hand reached up and softly stroked his cheek. Her touch was so delicate like he’d break if pressure was applied. The moment was so precious it made a swelling feeling build in Shigaraki’s chest. Was something going on? She’s normally like this but it seems different. He didn’t even know he aged another year today.

“Happy birthday Tenko.” Oh. That’s what it was. He couldn’t even be shocked that he forgot, too chocked at how his real name slid so smoothly off her tongue. Her voice sounded like silk, smooth like cold soba on a Friday afternoon at the downtown diner they go to every once in a while. So filled with love, tears stung the corner of his eyes and filled his waterline. Her hands were now both on his cheeks, softly rubbing the apples of his cheeks. They’ve used to be so rough, calloused and sullen but now? Now they’re full and soft. Still a bit rough but old habits die hard they say. The pink in them never show brighter than when she’s with him. He doesn’t know why he’s crying. Why he’s so emotional. Maybe it’s because he didn’t think he’d make it to another birthday. He’s forgotten his birthday so much he didn’t think he’d even remember when it was. Maybe it was the love and overwhelming amount of emotion that she shared with him just from a few words.

Or maybe it’s because she saved him. Saved him from going so far down in a trench that he wouldn’t come back and feel emotion ever again. Wet fat tears slid down his cheeks. Her eyes never stopped looking at him. Never looked away, never narrowed in judgment, never pitying him. It just showed love. She loves him. She loves him so much.

“I love you Tenko. I’m so happy I could be here for this day. Thank you for letting me stay, for letting me love you. You deserve so much and I know I can’t give you the world like you want but even so—“ she could finish. Not if he sat up so fast it gave her whiplash. Not when his lips met hers with such urgency, such fevor, so desperate. So desperate to show her that she’s already given him the world. The world he wants, the one he wants is the one with her in it. The one they are in right now, where she’s in it everyday if his life. That’s all he wants.

“I love you.”

“I love you. I love you. I love you—“ every kiss, every bite, every suck on her pretty pink lips he mutters his undying love to her. Her giggles soon sound off as he’s soon towering over her on the soft pillowy bed sheets. He soon stops his assault on her lips and holds himself up on his hands. Looking down at his love. The one who saved his life. She’s smiling, smiling so softly he just might cry again. Not like he stopped anyway. The sun rose a bit higher since so it’s rays we’re shining bright and right onto his Angel, so etheral, so bright, so…his. She lives for him and he knows it. She proves it to him everyday.

People fear him. They shake and tremble and the very mutter of his name but only if they knew.. it’s not him they should be afraid of. If they knew the things he’d do for her, they’d fear her instead. One word and it’s done.

A smile. It unknowingly made its way onto his face. So soft, so small but so beautiful. She thought it was so beautiful. To her he’s the most precious person, most beautiful, gorgeous being she’s ever seen, met. She loves this man. And she will remind him now and forever.

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Omg hi besties I missed u I’ve been feeling very ): !! Lately but here’s a imo a good one (:

Xoxo

V

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would u be able to do one abt akaashi being the sweet bf and letting you decorate his face with kisses with a new lipstick. kinda like the suna fic 🫶🫶🫶

hi anon! thank you for ur req and im v sorry this is short, hope you like it!!!

gn!reader as always but they wear makeup!!

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"i can't believe i'm letting you do this to me."

your lips twitched at your boyfriend's words, his soft smile contrasting his words as he watched you apply your lipstick softly. you knew he was kidding. after all, all you had mentioned was wanting to try a new lipstick you had bought. he was the one who sent you a video of the on going trend with a simple we should do this :) text, coming over to your place as soon as you agreed.

"what can i say?" you teased quietly, eyes on your lips as you admired the color. "you're a weak man for me, keiji."

"how could i not be?" he murmured softly, deep voice barely above a whisper as his eyes remained on you. you resisted the urge to hide your face from his view, continuing to apply the thick coat of lipstick while hoping your cheeks didn't look as heated as you felt they were before you slumped down in front of him, legs crossed, and he immediately pulled you closer, the action done almost effortlessly, his wide grin ruining all his attempts of keeping his excitement subtle.

you placed your first kiss on his lips, almost snorting when you pulled back at the sight. however, his smile only widened, shutting his eyes when you gently cupped his cheeks and pulled his face closer, peppering his soft skim with soft pecks until his entire face was stained. as soon as you pulled back, his eyes opened, blinking as he stared at your smudged lips for a few seconds before he leaned over and placed a single kiss, excitedly pushing himself up after to rush towards the nearest mirror.

he remained motionless as he stared at his reflection, and vou couldn't decide what his reaction implied until he glanced over at you, blinking as if he was in a daze. "can i go out like this?"

you let out a small laugh, wiping the excess lipstick off your face. "sure, baby. now, let's film the video, mhm?"

"how come you don't do this to me often?"

you raised an eyebrow at his almost-offended mumble as he slumped beside you. "you mean stain your face with waterproof lipstick that you will hate trying to get off your skin?"

"yes," he sighed dramatically. it was wild to you that your pouty boyfriend, akaashi keiji, appeared as a calm composed man to others. "stain my face more. i'll buy you all lipstick shades to exist, darling."

"…tempting."

bonus!

"our video went viral." you boyfriend stated a few days later, eyes on his phone screen as he stared at it blankly for a few seconds. he seemed surprised, and you hid your amusement as you held back a comment on how he shouldn't be so shocked when he practically watched the video every chance he got. before he opened the comments, eyes immediately narrowing as he started typing. "bokuto commented that we're cute together and he will be taking a nap in the middle of the street."

“…what did you say?”

“i told him to try a highway.”

“you’re a menace, keiji.”

“your menace, darling.”

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Reader: *struggling to open a jar*

Ghost: *watches from afar, but says nothing*

Reader: Would you open for fucks-

Reader: *gives up and walks over to Ghost, silently holding the jar out to him*

Ghost: *opens the jar with no trouble*

Reader: …

Ghost: …

Reader: I loosened it

Ghost: Of course

Reader: You wouldn’t have been able to open it without my help

Ghost: Didn’t think otherwise

Reader: That’s what I thought…

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Y/n, whispering: you know I love you right?

Hades: why are we whispering?

Y/n: so Zeus thinks we're conspiring against him

Hades: oooh

Zeus: what are they talking about?

Hermes, having heard everything: murder