#◨tinyproprodigy

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AHHHHH! This has to be the cutest thing everrrr stoppp (⁎⁍̴̛ ₃ ⁍̴̛⁎)!!

Thanks to literally everyone that either reblog my writing, like it or just read it in general- love you guys lotsss (∩˃o˂∩)♡

I'll be sure to write as often as possible and expand my work in different fandoms + more work in the fandoms I'm already writing for.

Once again- THANK YOUUUUU!!!

[tinyproprodigy]

ASRA

1 - "I'll be waiting..." (NB) - ☁️

2 - " caught you" (NB) - 💮

3 - "it's always you getting hurt...idiot" (NB) - 💜💮

MURIEL

1 - "New years love" (NB) - 💮

2 - "prystin" - 💮🥀

3 - "it's always you getting hurt...idiot" - 💜💮

LUCIO

1 - "new year, new scheme" 💮

2 - " entranced fool" (pt1) 💮🥀

3 - "it's always you getting hurt...idiot" - 💜💮

JULIAN

1 - "A sober New Year" 💮🥀 💮🥀

2 - "it's always you getting hurt...idiot" - 💜💮

3 - "Letter to you." 🥀

NADIA

2 - "it's always you getting hurt...idiot" - 💜💮

PORTIA

1 - "You need rest too" - 💮🥀

2 - "it's always you getting hurt...idiot" - 💜💮

More coming soon...

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TODORKI SHOUTO

1 - "From Stone to Solace" (🌧️🥀)

NEITO MONOMA

1 - "Staggered to meet you" (💮)

BAKUGOU KATSUKI

1 - "Crush, crush crush." (💮)

2 - "Study Sessions." (💮)

IZKUKU MIDORIYA

1 - "Cram Sessions." (💮)

[tinyproprodigy]

Points you might wanna know

Don't mind asks/requests. It's fun for both ways so don't overthink it!

Reblogs are welcomed! (They help me have more of an audience, who wouldn't want that ദ്ദി ˉ͈̀꒳ˉ͈́ )✧

Previously I mainly didd posts for The Arcana fandom but I still do others! I'm open to doing fandoms I know about.

I don't do poly requests (I'm no good :( )

Don't do +18 content for now. Maybe suggestive stuff? Maybe.

I don't accept any form of hate here, positive vibes only.

[tinyproprodigy]

"Tumbling into You" - Nanami Kento x playful reader (nb)

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You’ve always marched to the beat of your own drum—even when it comes to something as simple as a hug. You remember that early day all too well: Kento had asked for a proper embrace, and you, with that trademark mischievous glint in your eye, sidled in for a half-hug instead. Leaning against him just enough to spark a smirk, you teased, “What? Something wrong?” Though his features momentarily clouded with puzzlement, you could see the warmth behind his eyes as he learned to appreciate your defiant playfulness.

Years have passed since those first awkward, yet endearing, encounters. Now, you and Kento share a quiet life defined by a dance of teasing banter and tender moments—a love built on your polar opposites finding common ground. On this particular afternoon, the light streams softly through your living room, casting gentle shadows that mirror the playful mood between you two. Kento, ever the composed one, looks at you with a mixture of fond exasperation and affection as he asks for a kiss in that low, earnest tone you know so well.

Of course, your first instinct is to stick to your rebellious streak. With a quick, almost imperceptible smirk, you tilt in for a fleeting peck, then—true to form—bolt away before he can properly savor the moment. But today, things don’t go exactly as planned.

In your haste to escape your usual routine, you find yourself perched precariously on his lap. When you make your move, you try to dodge the comforting weight of his arms as they instinctively reach out to hold you close. Instead of your practiced, graceful retreat, you overestimate your dash. Your legs scramble for balance as you simultaneously attempt to slip off his lap and sidestep his enclosing embrace. The result? A comical collision of momentum and gravity sends you stumbling backwards until you land with a soft, ungraceful plop on your butt. A whine of frustrated surprise escapes your lips as you sit there, a mix of indignation and sheepish amusement washing over you.

For a brief, suspended moment, Kento simply stares at you in disbelief. His eyes, usually so reserved and stoic, soften as they crinkle at the corners. Pressing his lips together in a vain effort to hide the smile threatening to break free, he shakes his head slowly, a silent declaration that despite your antics, he finds your every quirk utterly irresistible.

With tender care, he steps forward and helps you back onto your feet, wrapping his arms around you in a warm, familiar embrace. In that moment, the playful chaos of your defiance melts away into something far more sincere—a quiet, unspoken truth that says, despite all the teasing and the playful disobedience, you are exactly who he loves.

And as always, with that gentle, knowing look in his eyes, Kento seals his affection not with words, but with a soft, lingering kiss. It’s a kiss that speaks volumes—a promise of understanding, of acceptance, and of a love that finds its strength in every playful misstep along the way.

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Thought of this after coming across this fic and had to write this asap!!! I'd be lying if I didn't admit that this is, in fact, how I act. I can't help it mahn (●´ε｀●)

Me and Kento darling rn:

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