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Sometimes I’ll see a moot interacting w a moot and be like… did yall meet eachother thru my freaking asks or am I just slightly self obsessed right now

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super jellyous!

your boyfriend’s pursuing his dreams of being the number one striker in the world! and you get to watch him do it all on live tv! the only thing is his teammates are very handsy…

text conversations about you being jealous of the way the team acts with isagi. smau. crack. jealous reader but it's lighthearted. various isagi ships mentioned? technically? one dirty joke. timeline not in order. ooc.

my first smau!! i literally made this half asleep 💀

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GUYS IM FREE FINALLY NOW I CAN ACTUALLY WRITR 🥹

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You know what there isn’t enough sdv content out there so I guess sigh it’s upon me to bring the change I want to see

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Sam my love omg

his true love, pizza

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Im like ominously plucking ur hair one by one but very nicely and twinnly

is this because I haven't responded to your other two asks 💔

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That was a different fucking me

i said that shit two pfps ago

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i know this is literally my asks but give me some anons baby my mutuals already match my freak, I want some of you lot that don't interact apart from liking fics to get some freaking ovaries and send me a diabolical ask

I wish I got those weird anonymous inboxes my mutuals get

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This is how EraserMic is to me

My favourite flavour

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why do yall call it fairy floss that’s giving you skinned a fairy and ur using that to floss ur teeth

Its the og name sillyyy it was literally named by Americans as fairy floss

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WHAT MANWHAS DO YOU READDD AHHHH

okah well.. I don't read MANHWAS specifically but I love webtoons and the occasional manhwa of its interesting... Like RN I'm rereading the remarried empress yk

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NOVA ARTINO CORE?

helllllooooo!! just wondering if you could do something for shinso with a reader that has a sleep quirk (she can put anyone she touches/speaks to/looks at to sleep with her quirk) who helps him sleep? lots of fluff!!

thanks!! :))))

insomniac hitoshi only falls asleep with his s/o’s sleep quirk

hitoshi has never had a good relationship with sleep. ever since he was little, he’s had to take pills to fall asleep, and as time passed, they began to fail more often. eventually, he was diagnosed with insomnia in middle school, and at U.A., he hardly has the time to sleep because of his extracurriculars and training with aizawa.

eventually, when hitoshi sought out and formed a friendship with you, you quickly found out about his condition and offered to help him out. not too late at night, around ten, was the first time you held a hand on his back, and watched his tired eyes flutter close. he fell asleep so quickly, and you tucked him into bed.

it was undoubtedly the best sleep he’s had in his entire life, and he came to class with lighter circles under his eyes.

so it became routine to always put him to sleep, even if you weren’t on the best of terms, and it’s still lasted throughout your relationship.

even as you lie on hitoshi’s bed, scrolling on your phone, you wonder if he’s okay. sometimes his schedule gets a bit hectic when he trains with aizawa, as sometimes they go on outings for meals when hitoshi has achieved one of his goals. nothing too much to worry about.

but you hear a key turning in the doorknob, and the heavy footsteps tell you it’s hitoshi walking in, although you and he are the only ones who have access to his room. he has a towel slung on his shoulder and water droplets still drop down his face and arms from showering, probably after a long day of training with aizawa.

he makes eye contact with you and softly smiles, hanging his towel on a rack and climbing into bed with you. his cheeks are a bit flushed as he looks at you, and he wraps an arm around your waist. he looks a bit more worn out than usual.

“tough day?” you ask.

“a little,” he murmurs, “the guys were real annoying today, ‘n i missed you.”

your lips turn upwards and you run a hand through his untangled hair, causing him to let out a soft sigh. hitoshi places a plush kiss on your neck, then hovers over you, staring at your eyes then lips.

once you become too impatient, you gently grab his face and pull him down to you, giving him a long and loving kiss. you feel him grin into the kiss, and after a couple more kisses, he lets out a groan.

though after the intimate moment, hitoshi curls up into you once again and swings an arm and leg over your body. he always feels so comfortable like this, so vulnerable and wanted, like he doesn’t have to pretend to have a whole different persona around you. you love him for being him.

so when he feels your hand nearing his cheek, something you’d do right before putting him to sleep, he turns his head away, “no,” he mumbles, “not yet. wanna stay here for a bit.”

his eyes are closed and his breathing evens, and although the two of you hardly talked when he came back to his dorm, your actions and his words say enough.

when he’s ready, he lightly squeezes your hip, and he curls up more into you, wanting to feel your body heat. as you get the signal that he wants to sleep, you put a hand on his cheek and rub it gently, and he shyly smiles, cheeks turning heated and red.

once your quirk comes to power, his grip on you is still tight, but he doesn’t talk or mumble as much anymore.

as always, hitoshi falls asleep with only you on his mind.

i love this request so much, i hope i executed it well!

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coughs on u hiiii welcome me back hiii

HI BABYYY WELCOME BACK HOW R U

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I LOVE the jiro x reader u did!! I've only seen one other person do wlw before I'm glad u popped on my feed. PLEASE do another with jiro or even another girl!! Thank you! ♡

୨ MOVIE NIGHT ୧

warnings! : kissing and cute fluff!

[PARING] kyoka jiro x fem!reader

the first thing you felt when you woke up wasn’t the blanket slipping off your shoulder. it was the familiar weight of Kyoka’s leg draped over yours, her arm snug around your waist, and the faint tickle of her breath against the back of your neck.

"you're up?" she murmured sleepily, voice raspy and soft.

“just now,” you whispered, not daring to move too much. “didn’t wanna wake you.”

“too late.” her voice was still lazy, but you could hear the smile behind it.

you turned a little to look at her. her hair was so wild that you couldnt help but let out a short snort. she had some strands stuck to her cheek, others poking out in odd angles. one of her earbuds was still in from her knocking out while watching reels half the night, the other hanging somewhere by her collarbone. she blinked slowly at you, heavy-lidded and peaceful.

“you look like a porcupine,” you teased gently.

“well, at least I’m not drooling on the pillow,” she added, brushing her fingers through your hair.

“fair.”

neither of you moved for a while. the early morning sunlight filtered in through the window, painting soft gold across her posters and the curve of her cheek. you could feel her fingers lazily brushing your side through the fabric of her hoodie you’d stolen from her closet last night.

“you promised we’d do movie night today,” you said after a moment, voice muffled against her chest.

“I remember,” she said, eyes closing again. “I’m just charging.”

“charging?”

she made a sleepy noise. “cuddle-powered, obviously.”

you huffed a laugh, pulling the blanket higher over both of you, tucking your legs more tightly around hers. “guess I’ll have to overcharge you, then.”

by the time you both shuffled out of bed reluctantly, it was already late afternoon. kyoka had tucked herself into the corner of the couch and scrolled on her phone, while you placed a takeout order.

“wings or pizza?” you asked.

“both,” she said without looking up. “don’t make me choose.”

you smirked. “combo it is.”

you placed the order, tossing your phone onto the couch. kyoka gave a satisfied little grunt of approval, her eyes flicking to you under her bangs.

you settled next to her with a soft plop! and a deep sigh realizing that you're gonna have to get up again to get the food.

“you’re so dramatic,” she muttered, stretching her legs out until her sock-covered toes nudged your thigh.

“oh yeah? how about when the food comes, you get up and grab it.”

“no! I'm conserving my energy!”

“for what?” you asked, tilting your head.

she raised an eyebrow with a smug look. “for this.”

and then she was leaning over, one knee slipping across your legs as she climbed onto your lap like it was nothing. like she’d done it a hundred times before (she had).

her fingers curled around your collar, lazy and confident, her face close enough that you could feel her breath fan against your lips.

“you're gonna make me forget about the food kyoka,” you said, even as your hands found her waist.

she smirked, that damn smirk was evil. “I just wanna kiss you.”

you couldn't even argue.

her lips met yours slow at first—soft and warm, like she was trying to memorize the way you tasted after sleep and soda and a lazy day. she shifted slightly, arms sliding around your neck as the kiss deepened, and you leaned into her, letting your fingers dig into her sides just enough to make her hum against your mouth.

she bit your bottom lip gently before pulling back just to breathe, eyes half-lidded. “still thinking about the food?”

“kind of,” you said, a little breathless. “but mostly you.”

“good answer.”

you kissed her again before she could get smug about it, this time a little rougher—enough to make her breath catch in her throat as she tangled a hand in your hair. the rhythm built naturally, messy in the way it always got when neither of you wanted to stop.

until the doorbell finally rang.

Kyoka groaned into your mouth. “damn it.”

you pulled back, grinning. “food's here.”

she flopped off your lap dramatically. “I hope they gave us extra ranch for this.”

you tossed a pillow at her as you stood up opening the door to grab the food. you grabbed the food from the delivery driver. two steaming boxes and a small paper bag that thankfully felt heavy enough to be filled with sauces. the smell hit you immediately, spicy and savory and absolutely worth the wait.

“success?” kyoka called from the couch.

“ranch secured. I am a hero.”

She reached up for the box as you walked back in. “you deserve a medal. or a kiss. maybe both.”

you then handed her the wings while you placed the pizza on the coffee table. the moment she opened the box, her eyes lit up.

“oh my god, they actually got the order right,” she said through a bite, already licking sauce off her thumb. “I’m in love.”

you sat down next to her, close enough that your legs touched, blanket pulled back over both of you without a word.

the next several minutes were a beautiful mess of wing sauce, stringy cheese, and fighting over the last fry like it was sacred. the movie was already halfway through.

Kyoka licked her fingers with no shame, sauce streaked near the corner of her mouth. she caught you staring and grinned, nudging you with her knee.

“don’t look at me like that. you’ve got grease on your chin.”

you wiped your mouth with a napkin, tossing her one in return. “still cute though.”

she rolled her eyes, but her smirk stayed. “debatable.”

after cleaning my hands and finally being full, I gave a huff as I sat back, kyoka joining me and slouched back. her head nestled against your chest now as you absentmindedly combed your fingers through her hair.

the light from the screen flickered across the room, bathing her in soft blue. she was so pretty. she blinked slowly at it, only half-paying attention, one arm draped across your stomach and her legs tangled with yours under the blanket.

a quiet moment passed before she shifted up slightly, resting her chin on your chest to look at you. her expression was soft, eyes half-lidded, mouth still curled at the corners.

“you’re cozy,” she whispered.

you smiled softly. “I do my best.”

she tilted her head. “you wanna lay down properly?”

you didn’t even answer. just shifting sideways and tugging her with you, both of you sliding into a more comfortable sprawl across the couch. she tucked herself in under your chin, one leg hooked over yours, and sighed into your neck.

the movie played on. neither of you cared much about the ending.

she pressed a light kiss to your collarbone, then another just under your jaw, before settling again like she hadn't moved at all. you rested your cheek on her hair and let your fingers find hers under the blanket.

eventually, the credits rolled, soft music filling the room. you felt her smile against your skin.

“this was nice,” she mumbled, already halfway to sleep.

“yeah,” you whispered, pressing a lazy kiss to the top of her head. “It was.”

✰ not proof read ฅ^._.^ฅ

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Sigh My whole fyp is Indian hate and I genuinely don't understand how people are so cruel

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Guys I’m going to burst into tears somebody hype me up pls

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YURPPPP

Hi seraphhhh i see ur asking for requests so hmmmmmmm mayhaps... Just like a calm day with denki i think! Like everyone writes him (including me lmfao) as hyperactive but i think its like a front and safety net he puts up, i think like if yall were at home alone he'd actually be very calm yk?? Just like the side of him nobody talks about maybe! (Girl idk i tried)

just the two of us.

⊹ synopsis. Your boyfriend, who is known for being very outspoken and chaotic, is quite the opposite when only the two of you are around.

⊹ content warnings. gn!reader, fluff, drabble

⊹ pairing. Denki Kaminari x reader

⊹ side note. I SAW THE VISION AND LOVED IT hope i did this justice 🫡 also I have the most fucking massive mosquito bite on my forearm like wtf

there were about a billion different words your boyfriend's friends and classmates would use to describe him. chaotic, stupid, outgoing, funny, the list goes on and on. none of the words, however were calm. deep. relaxed. which is exactly how he was whenever he was around you.

denki always felt like he needed to be someone he wasn't so that people would like him. but around you? he never felt that way. he knew he could be as loud or as quiet as he wanted. as chaotic or calm. you were his safe space. someone he didn't have to front around.

the two of you were laying in his bed together, his head on your chest as he quietly fidgeted with the hem of your shirt. your hands carded through his hair, looking up at the ceiling as you listened to the sound of his calm breathing.

"hey, babe?" denki eventually asked, finally speaking up after a very long while of peaceful silence.

"yeah, denks?" you ask, looking down at the blond who rested on your torso.

"do you believe what everyone says about me? I mean... do you think I'm stupid? and annoying?" he asks, vulnerability clear in his expression.

"what? of course not," you reply, eyebrows furrowing. "where's this coming from?"

"I don't know, just... it feels like everyone thinks I'm just annoying and stupid. I try to act like I'm fine with it but like... it hurts," he mumbles, hand moving to fidget with your fingers.

"if others can't see how truly amazing you are, that's their problem, not your's. okay? I love you dearly and nothing can ever change that," you said, hands moving to cup his cheeks.

"I love you," he said, a soft smile blooming over his face. he leaned in to press soft pecks all over your face, wanting to express his gratitude somehow. he loved you and he needed you to know it.

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