#It was just a little drabbel!

[lovelyiida]

Imagine Bakugo does overseas promotions in the west and you’re the only one that he can tolerate.

previous :D

“So your quirk is nitroglycerin which makes you blow things up? That must be dangerous!” You exclaimed. Katsuki had no idea what you were saying but he decided to just nod along.

Ever since he met you during his bagel affair. The both of you have been hip and hip. Walking along side each other during breaks, or simply taking in each other’s presence during an early morning drive.

He’s grown disgustingly accustomed to you…

“Damn idiot keeps blowing my phone up.” Katsuki grumbled to himself, this suddenly breaks your attention.

Humming out towards him, the blonde shakes his head before tapping away at his phone. You didn’t mean to be nosey, but you just leaned in a little to see what he was looking at.

What’s with westerners and being so nosy?

Katsuki was on social media spitting rapid fire, you assumed he was upset.

You typed away at your phone once more before throwing it towards his lap to read.

ENGLISH: Why so grumpy?

JAPANESE: なぜそんなに不機嫌なのか?

Katsuki looked at the phone and scoffed. Maybe today wasn’t a good day for him? Snatching the phone off his lap, he quickly responded and threw it back.

“Okay, sassy.”

Reading the text, you flinched back in surprise.

JAPANESE: ファックオフ。

ENGLISH: fuck off.

Oh! Didn’t need to tell you twice.

You quickly grabbed your things (phone and granola bar) and jetted back to your hotel room. You weren’t about to take someone’s bullshit in a whole other language, nope, not today!

And obviously for Katsuki, he felt like shit after. Leading to him at your door late into the night, flowers in hand… and sour cream?

“Katsuki, you didn’t have to do all of this?…” you trailed off quietly. You take the sweet yet weird pairing with delight and stared at the hero.

The both of you casting a light warmth to each others’ cheeks. To break the silence, you began to signal he could come in but he beat you to the race.

“I’m sorry, Y/n.”

“Wow, your pronunciation was great!” You spoke back excitedly, his deep voice sending butterflies through your body.

Extending your arms out, you suddenly embrace the hero in a gracious western hug. Katsuki’s eyes widen at the touch, but his bashfulness secretly turns into a shit eating grin.

Backing away slowly, Katsuki’s grip on you doesn’t seem to falter. Eyes still dancing with each other as you look into each others eyes.

“Tomorrow?” You spoke softly.

Katsuki, knew what that word meant.

“Tomorrow.”

Showing a bright smile, you unravel from his touch and wave the blonde goodbye. Walking back into your room, and silently shutting the door.

On one hand, Katsuki knew you’d fall into his hands. What chick doesn’t like flowers and ice cream?

On the other hand, you didn’t wanna hurt his ego by telling him he just bought a whole tub of sour cream with a beautiful bouquet of flowers…

To hell with the ice cream, the packaging looked the same!

Thanks for the support guys! Once again, drabbels for the win!!!

— lovelyiida

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[sandwaveswater]

I’m not sure if you write anymore but I would love to read more of your series! It’s so good 😩

First of all thank you sm!! I'm so very happy someone likes my silly little story :')

The truth is I have mapped this story out completely but my mental health has been a little shit so I had to stop before I just erased everything I had so far. Recently I have opened the doc again so maybe this week there will be an update, but I cannot guarantee anything. I'm really sorry.

[killuintense]

hello, first I would like to say that I love your account and the way you write and that I am addicted to themkkkk...well I wanted to place an order where fem!reader has cramps/menstruation and is too embarrassed to tell leon, but unfortunately your period ends up leaking and leon see (I know it's kind of weird but this happened to me yesterday... and I'm embarrassed even now)

❝ it's about you ❞

Leon S. Kennedy

genre: fluff, comfort, drabbel | word count: 1k

summary: "where you are on your period and Leon makes sure to contain you to make you feel good "

A/N: hey sweetheart, I hope you like it, it's a very cute theme and I liked thinking about how leon would be in such a situation. And remember that our period is completely normal and managing ourselves is part of that ♡ ily

CW: just a comfortable and beautiful moment with Leon, mention of blood, beautiful words and cute nicknames.

The sunlight came through the window hitting against your face, the curtains barely managed to dissipate the overwhelming but necessary heat for that somewhat warm morning. The sheets lazily brushed your body and when you wanted to get up, you saw Leon's body next to you, enclosing you in his arms as if you were a teddy bear. You laughed and stroked his hair, those golden tresses that seemed to shine even brighter with the sun streaming in and hitting against his strands. His cheek bumped against the pillow and you saw a soft, imperceptible pout that if it weren't for the fact that you knew his every expression, you wouldn't have noticed. You gawked for a couple of minutes until you felt a twinge in your lower belly, stealing a groan. You thought maybe you needed to go to the bathroom, plus you needed some water on your face to wake you up.

You tried to pull away from Leon's embrace laughing softly, he looked like a giant teddy bear hugging you, as if you were going to escape during the night. You knew that he was often a light sleeper, especially before and after some of his missions, that's why you used to stay in bed with him whenever he didn't go out on missions. However, you couldn't stand the pain in your belly, and you feared the worst.

As you calculated, your period had finally arrived and you realized it once you pulled down your little pajama shorts, seeing a quite considerable blood stain. You wanted to cry, the pains were a dreadful thing, but to have stained your favorite pajamas was worse. Still, though, you were certainly grateful for another month of peace and quiet where you didn't worry about having some surprise Leon growing in you.

"Honey..." Leon's sleepy, husky voice snapped you out of your thoughts, you quickly cleaned yourself up as best you could and searched the bathroom drawers for some clean underwear, aside from intimate towels. You found nothing. "Is everything okay, your side of the bed is stained with blood" he said gently knocking on the door. Soon you felt your legs faint even with the stabbing pain in your stomach going down to your core. It was too many sensations and you just wanted to cry from shame and regret.

"Leon..." you mumbled glued to the door, like a scared little girl "In my drawer there's.... there are underwear and suppositories, would you reach me, please?" your voice trembled and you only hoped he wouldn't ask questions, that he would take the situation for granted and pretend nothing happened. Even though you knew it would be impossible on Leon's part, because he always worried madly about you.

"Sure, angel" he yawned softly and walked away, his steps lazy and you were cursing at the slowness in his movements. He knocked on the door again and fleetingly you opened taking what you had asked him for mumbling a faint 'thank you' before locking yourself in the bathroom as if it was your secret lair and you could clean yourself up. You knew it was a natural thing to do, but you hated to make an omen of it, to upset Leon and for you to look so vulnerable. You had never talked much about it other than when you explained that your mood swings were due to 'that time of the month' or when you made it clear that 'that's why' you couldn't have sex.

You tried not to think about it so much as you changed, feeling clean, and a little more confident in those black pants you had asked Leon to pass you. You finally came out of the bathroom after a few long minutes, as you watched Leon put on a pair of sweatpants in deep concentration, as if nothing that had happened was a problem for him. For you it was, and it was worse when you saw the stain on the sheets, your eyes filling with tears automatically without being able to calm down or avoid it.

"What do you want for breakfast....?" he didn't finish speaking when he turned around to look at you and notice the tears running down your beautiful face mercilessly. You grabbed the sheets and pulled them off angrily; you didn't even understand why you were crying so dramatically, between the pain in your abdomen, that awkward moment and the sensitivity of those times, you felt like you were going to explode. "Hey, hey... we'll clean it up later, sweetheart" he said as he stopped you, taking your face in his hands and stroking your tears gently. "Why are you suddenly like this, is it because of this?" he raised an eyebrow and soon you nodded, the urge to want to rip off the sheets and burn them changed to wanting him to protect you in his arms, so he could cry. There was no reason to cry, but you just wanted to.

"I'm sorry..." a sob escaped your lips and you hugged him, hiding your face in his neck as your voice sounded slightly choked "It's just that I'm sure it was uncomfortable for you... I don't know, I'm too embarrassed..." you explained as his hand ran through your soft hair already combed, making a soft cooing sound before sitting on the bed and then you on top of him.

"It's natural, baby, and you know that better than anyone else" he made you understand, looking into your teary red eyes fixedly "I'd be an idiot to look weird at my girlfriend for having her period, seriously, none of this is about how I feel, but about how you feel, yes?" your worries were leaving with his words, and soon he kissed you softly to hug you again.

"You're the best" you whispered and calmed down, feeling like a little girl on top of him as he simply existed, not saying anything, not desperately trying to make you understand anything, not rushing to get up or clean the sheets. Simply accompanying you in every little moment that was difficult for you; that was what he always did, he stood firmly by your side, offering you his arms to hold you with his love.

"It's my turn to make breakfast, right?" he joked, and you laughed nodding, whispering a small 'I love you' on his lips.

Because after all that was all you did...love him so much it was too much for your heart.

[thedomesticanthropologist]

okay so for the ask game: Astarion. any questions, not sure if you wanted us to specify a specific one from the list or not sorry 👉👈

The ask game was for shipping but I'll play with this!

Who do I ship him with: Astarion has a lot of in-game flirtation with Wyll, and I think they'd actually do quite well together in a Spawn ending, as well as extremely tragically in an Ascended ending, where Wyll would have been trying to give him everything he wants only to have to become the Monster Hunter who takes him down in the end. Chefs kiss.

I also love Karlach/Astarion. Astarion joining her in Avernus where he never has to fear the sun again. Karlach never being alone again. They compliment each other in many other ways as well, and they highly respect each other in game. She is so proud of him, and he treats her with a gentle sort of love and kindness that he doesn't show to any other companion in canon (reference: if you ask to date them both at the same time, astarions dialogue is so loving toward karlach and her needs)

I do not think astarion and Laezel are good for one another but I haven't had anyone convince me yet. Even though they sleep together, I can't see the chemistry. She uses him as a service and he provides and imthe it fizzles.

I DO think Halsin and Astarion would be good *stepping stone* partners. I've written drabbels on this before. I love them as the kind of partners unbeholden to each other, who come together and separate sometimes for years at a time. I do not see them as true love that settles down and lives together forever.

I do not ship Bloodweave but I am no hater, I've reblogged great art about it and I've read some fics, I just can't understand on a deep level where they'd /genuinely love each other as people/. I do like the dialogue in Act 3 where Gale says he'd join Astarions hedonistic little party if he threw one. I think these two have good enemies to annoyed to friends dynamic

Shadowheart and Astarion I see respected friends only I see no chemistry, personally. Again, not a hater tho

I shop Jaheira and Astarion as Step Mom and Step Idiot

[ashisgreedy]

Richard Jackdaw x F!You

Short Drabbel

Spectrophilia | Voyeurism | "Forbidden" love

NSFW 🔞 MDNI

It was the fourth time this month Richard Jackdaw floated through your ceiling. It was like he knew when you were doing it. A sixth sense so to speak.

You kept your legs spread as you watch him get closer. His eyes moved all over your body wordlessly. You could see the longing etched into his features the closer he got.

At this point, his presence didn't shock you or make you nervous. You just let him watch as you pressed your fingers inside your slick entrance.

Your moan made him move closer, his eyes devouring the sight. His hands moved towards you as if he could touch you.

"So... perfect," Jackdaw whisper, looking annoyed when his hand phased through your thigh.

You teased yourself and touched every place that felt good between your legs.

"Tell me what you want. Guide me, Jack." You asked, fingers gliding over center.

His words and fantasies often brought you to your peak. You hoped tonight would be no different.

He bit his lip and leaned into your face. His gaze moving up and down your body.

"First," He started, "I'd kiss you until you were dizzy." He smiled softly. "Until your lips were swollen and plump."

You touched your lips, picturing the kiss.

His hand ghosted over your chest. "Secondly, ...I'd play with those beautiful peaks." He looked longing at your chest. "Touch them, tease them, bite them in the manner you love."

He groaned when your hands grabbed your breast. You pinched and rolled your nipples between your fingers looking up at Jackdaw's transparent form.

"Yes, darling." He watched as you continued to play with your breasts.

"I want marks," you add, already breathless.

"Ah, yes. I would leave so many pretty marks all over your skin. Little love bites all over your neck, proof of my desire for you, and just how passionate you make me."

You watch his eyes move down between your spread legs.

"Then what," You urged him to continue.

"Darling," He dragged his gaze back up to your eyes. "I'd kiss that pretty cunt of yours until you begged me to stop."

Your hand flew to your clit and you worked yourself over.

"Yes! Oh, gods." You whimpered.

"I want to taste you. I need to be the owner of your moans. I long to bury myself deep inside you and feel your walls snug around me."

You gasped and moaned as you worked yourself close to your peak. "Yes, yes... I want that. I want you!"

His face fell. He looked broken as you spoke those words. You wished you could take it back. It was only a slip-up. His brows pinching and his face contorting into a look of despair. He could never actually have you.

"And I'd give you all of me." He finally spoke. "Everything, I am is yours." He stated quietly, leaning down to whisper in your ear. "Such a beautiful thing you are."

You felt yourself get closer and closer to your climax.

"Jack... I'm close."

"Wait, don't come just yet." His hands moved like he was going to cup your face. You felt nothing despite his proximity. "Let me hear those pretty little moans a while longer."

This close, you could see his handsome features better. His dark eyes, flowing hair that flicked up and all the right places. His plush lips that must have once been very soft to kiss. You studied him as you kept yourself on the edge.

Your fingers delved inside as you held back at his request. "Yes, ah..." You bit your lip, keeping eye contact. "Mmm..."

He moved until he was between your legs, literally hovering over your body. He was in the perfect position, were he corporal, to make love to you.

"My love, my world." He whispered "My precious darling."

"Jack..." You whimpered. "I'm really really close, Jack... I need to come." You plead.

He looks down at your parted lips and gives you a small smile. "Then allow yourself the relief, but please... say my name as you do."

Your fingers pressed harder, just how you liked it, and your body pulsed with pleasure.

"Jack! Oh gods, Jack! Jack..." You moaned your nickname for him.

He smiled wide "That's it darling, let go."

In your haze, you could have sworn he thanked you.

.

He'd stay, he always did, as you came down. He happily chatted with you about nothing and everything for as long as you liked.

He told you tales of the romantic dates he'd love to take you on in the world beyond the castle and his fantasies about what your touch may feel like if he were in his body.

You both smiled at the adventures he promised to go on with you, despite you both knowing they were empty promises.

It was fun, yet heartbreaking, keeping this thing going between the two of you. Yet, it was also addicting and you both did not wish for it to stop.

[laura1633]

Absolut loved the drabbel about the pregnancy max and Charles mostly because i just see them having twins boys - one absolut overhyped and the other one totally shy but they have this strong magical bond. Maybe the shy one likes cuddles with his mommy while the other one and Charles just has one stupid idea about the other and giving max heatstroke.

Ps : also imagine Charles and the boy sitting on the silent step again ( don’t know if you know what’s this is but in Germany when you younger and did something bad sometimes you had to sit on a chair at a corner for some minutes)

Love this anon 🥰

We have a similar thing, I guess it is called a time out or something like that.

I love the idea that Charles also gets put there!

Imagine Max sending their little boy to the silent step to have a think about what he has done because he has been naughty (not really naught but he's done something he shouldn't). Except the little boy very rightly points out that Charles was also involved and so ... because they want to be fair parents, Charles also has to go to the silent step/time out

Pierre comes around and goes to speak to Charles and Max has to point out that Charles is having a little time out right now 😂 😂

[imagine-a-fangirl]

A/n: a short drabbel, possesive Jake. It's one of the many ideas I have for a Jake × nurse!reader serie.

A quite night with just the two of them was rare, with the jobs they had. But it made them that much more appreciative of the ones they did have. Jake was already picking out a movie as y/n went to change into something more comfortable. She pulled out the first oversized shirt she found and pair of comfortable shorts.

"I know it's a little late for Halloween movies but we could..." Jake forgot to finish his sentence when he saw her in that outfit. Where it was normally followed by a compliment or avances that would lead anywhere but a movie, this time it was followed by something that would be better descripted as disgust.

"What is that?" He pointed at the shirt

"What?" Y/n looked down a bit confused by what he was pointing at.

"That shirt."

"You will have to be a little more specific then that Jake." She tried to make sense of his reaction

"That is a guy shirt."

"Very good observation." She slowly agreed

"It's a guys shirt, but it's not one of mine." He pointed out the obvious.

"No it's Roosters."

"Oh hell no."

"Jake, what..." He had gotten up from the couch and started dragging her back to the bedroom. "Jake what are you doing?" She questioned when he started to take off his shirt. "Not that I'm complaining."

"My girl will not wear the shirt of a guy that is not me, especially not Bradshaws. Hand it over." He held out his hand

"Don't you think you are overreacting a little bit?"

"I can take it off you aswell, but then Rooster won't have a shirt anymore."

"Fine." She gave in and changed Roosters shirt for that off Jake. "But what will you wear."

"Nothing, just like you like it."

"I could just take one of my own shirts." She tried, already knowing the answer

"Not a chance, you look far to hot in my shirt."

[newtthetranswriter]

Bakusquad comfort

Total word count: 3323

Parings: Bakusquad(minus sero) X Transmasculine! reader

Summary: Monoma is a dick, outing you to the entirety of classes A and B. How does the Bakusquad comfort you?

Warnings: Transphobia, Monoma is Dick, talks of binding and testosterone, canon typical violence mentioned, Monoma is an ass, some cursing, I think that’s it let me know if you notice more.

A/n: This is just a few little drabbels of how different members of the bakusquad respond to a Transmasculine reader being outed by Monoma, full disclosure I do not like Monoma fight me on it. Anyway some of them may be a little ooc but I haven’t written for them yet so this is what i got. Can be read as platonic or not. Enjoy, and remember to Hydrate or Diedrate. REQUESTS ARE OPEN

     Being a student at U.A. has been a dream come true. I’ve been able to use it as a new start, people know me as Y/n the guy who has an earth manipulation quirk and not the girl who thinks she’s a guy. The only reason I say that is that none of my classmates know I’m Transgender. I haven’t told anyone, not because I'm embarrassed but because I’m scared of how they will react to the truth, especially with how long I’ve kept it from them. I feel like I’m lying to them in a way but I don’t want them to hate me for it, so I’ve just kept quiet. I’m sure I’ll tell them when I’m ready.

    On a different note I do truly feel like I belong here, like people see the real me, a fun, energetic guy who just wants to help people. The group I hang out with the most is the Bakusquad, consisting of Bakugo, Kirishima, Mina, Denki, Sero and Me. We are a strange group for sure, being unofficially led by the stubborn Bakugo, and the rest of us being somewhat over energetic, but we get along well. Having movie nights in the living room of the dorms, and messing with Bakugo in our free time. I couldn’t ask for better friends.

    Though everything came falling apart when we went to training ground gamma to face off against class B. We had been separated into 5 groups per class and paired off for battles. I had been placed in the fourth group and so I had to sit back with the rest of the students as group one started their match. We had for the most part stayed with our own classes, not mingling too much, just commenting on strategies and predicted outcomes.

    Everything seemed fine until the match ended and the teachers were prepping for the second match. Neito Monoma decided to pop off with some absolute bullshit. 

    “The scum of Class A only one because of Shinso, I bet if it was the other way around Class B would have prevailed. Class A isn’t anything special.” He said with a laugh not caring that he was being a dick. “I would wager the rest of the matches will be a clean sweep.”

    As the second set of teams left, I started getting irritated because he just kept going. Going as far as to insult Aoyama. I couldn’t take it anymore, and I snapped. “You know, even if he doesn't have great control of his quirk, Aoyama is ten times the hero you will ever be. So why don’t you shut your pathetic mouth and be respectful.” I said getting in his face, surprising the rest of the students around us.

     Realizing we had everyone’s attention, Monoma decided to take advantage of the situation. “Oh, the liar of Class A wants to lecture me on respect.” He laughed out, confusing everyone including myself. “You think you’ve been sneaky about everything, but I figured it out. Visiting Recovery Girl every few months to fix your ribs, the giant hoodies you wear in the evening when you walk around campus, and the pharmacy deliveries every couple weeks. It’s a miracle your class hasn’t figured you out yet, but then again they aren’t the brightest.” Those comments wouldn’t mean anything to anyone else but I knew exactly what he meant. I watched in silent horror as my classmates tried to figure it out, and he just smirked. “That’s right Class A your dear Y/n has been lying to you this entire time. SHE is transgender and has been lying to you about it. Wanting you to believe she is just a normal guy going to school to be a hero, But how can you be a hero if all you do is lie to your so-called friends.” He announced to both classes, outing me to everyone.

     I froze for only a second before bolting out of the training grounds, ignoring the commotion that was caused and the calls from my teachers to come back and work things out. One of my biggest fears just came true, and they wanted me to talk it out in front of everyone, not happening. I was going back to my dorm and locking myself in, no one should have to see me after finding out I lied to them for months.

Bakugo

Word count: 662

    I had barely shut the door to my room before I heard near constant banging on the door. “Go away, I’m not talking about this.” I shouted at the person, moving to hide under the covers of my bed.

   The banging continued for a moment before I heard a very familiar sigh. “Open the door right now you damn extra, or I’ll blow it up.” There was no mistaking that It was Bakugo on the other side especially when sparks followed the statement.

   Rushing to the door I swung it open right as he raised his hand to blow it up. “Don’t break my door. Now what do you want? To tell me that I’m a horrible person for lying to you, tell me you want nothing to do with me? Or let me guess tell me I’m mentally ill and should be in a mental institution?” I ranted out moving into my room, not noticing the tears rolling down my face.

   Hearing heavy foot falls behind me I turned back to Bakugo as he approached me. “You know for one of the top members of our class you can be dumber than dunceface.” He said, reaching up, wiping the tears from my face. “Why would I be mad at you for keeping any of this a secret? It’s completely reasonable, you had no idea how any of us would react. I just wanted to make sure you really are ok.” I was relieved he wanted to check on me and wasn’t mad at me, but now I’m mad at myself.

   “I just feel so stupid. How could I be so reckless that fucking Monoma was able to figure it out? It’s not like I was trying to hide everything, but I kept my binders out of sight when you guys would visit my room, wore oversized hoodies when I had to take a break, tried to dispose of my T supplies where no one would see it, and visited recovery girl when no one was around. How on earth did he notice any of it?” I started ranting again.

   Taking me by surprise, he pulled me into his chest to shut me up. “Everyone makes mistakes, that weasel probably caught you on bad days when you thought no one was around.” Bakugo said. “But you really are stupid if you think no one else figured it out.” I could tell this comment wasn’t malicious but more of just stating facts, though I was confused by what he meant. Sensing my confusion he continued, “I started to piece things together at the training camp when it was super warm in the evening but you insisted on wearing a hoodie, and slept in a separate room from all the guys. At first I thought you were just being weird, but then we got movies to the dorms and you always wear a hoodie around the living room even when most of us chill with t-shirts. I put everything together and figured something happened in the past to make it hard to open up, so I never said anything figuring you would tell people when you were ready.” That was the most I had hear Bakugo talk in a long while.

     Not sure how to respond I just let out a quiet “thank you” Before he started talking again. “And don’t worry about that pompous ass who tried to embarrass you. The rest of the extras have promised to show him how Class A sticks together, even the nerd. For now let's just relax, movie night just you and me, ok?” I nodded as he led me to sit on my bed. He was about to step out of my room to grab snacks before he turned back to me, “While I’m getting snacks, you need to take off your hero costume and get into something comfortable. That includes taking off your binder.” He said matter-of-factly as he left leaving no room to argue.

Kirishima

Word count: 660

     I had been in my room for about ten minutes when I heard a gentle knock at the door. Not wanting to face anyone's disappointment I just curled further into my blankets. It was silent for a few seconds before there was another knock followed by a gentle voice. “Hey Y/n, I know you  probably don’t want to talk about what happened but I brought some chocolate and some tea if you want it?” It was Kirishima, he was always so kind to everyone and worried about everyone’s feelings no matter what.

     Reluctantly I stood up from my bed and slowly opened the door, the thought of candy and tea did sound relaxing. As soon as the door opened Kiri pushed his way in, setting the tea on my desk and pulling me into a hug. “Listen you don’t have to say anything, I just want you to know that no one is upset with you over this. In fact I think Bakugo was being held back by Midorya when I left, he looked like he was gonna blow up Monoma.” He said with a sincere chuckle. “I know that nothing can fix what he did or change what he said, but we all love you just the way you are. It is the manliest thing ever to face the world and tell it ‘screw you I’m not who you say I should be, I’m me.’ I hope you know that.” He pulled back and wiped the few tears I didn’t realize I had shed from my checks. “You are the manliest person I know, now go change into some pajamas and I'll get stuff set up to watch a movie, ok?” He gently nudged me towards the door.

     I nodded, grabbing my pajamas, and stepping out of the room towards the bathroom. Changing out of my hero costume was difficult today, hating that I had to take my binder off because it’s not safe to sleep in it, after what happened during training I didn’t want to face that part of me. Eventually I got into my baggy pajamas, and was about to head back to my room when I realized I forgot my hoodie. It’s not that I didn’t feel comfortable with Kirishima now that he knew the truth, I just needed the comfort of it. Deciding that I had to leave the bathroom either way I opened the door only to pause when I saw a red hoodie folded up on the floor. I quickly picked it up and put it on.

    Entering my room I couldn't help but ask about it. “Is this your hoodie Kiri?” 

    The redhead just smiled before responding. “I noticed you forgot to grab one of your hoodies before you went to change and I figured from all the time you wear them, they make you comfortable, so I decided to bring you one. I couldn’t find one of yours though so I just grabbed one of mine. It's ok if you don’t want to wear it, I just thought it would make you feel more comfortable.” He rambled for a minute and I couldn’t help but smile at his thoughtfulness. 

    “It’s great, thank you. If it’s ok I’d like to wear it for the rest of the day, I promise I’ll give it back after I get a chance to clean it for you.” I said sitting next to where he was sitting on my bed.

    He just laughed, “Don’t worry about it, you can keep it if you want.” He then leaned on the headboard of my bed before starting the first of many movies of the evening. “Just relax, and don’t worry about training, Aizawa said you have a pass for today's exercise because of all that happened.” he informed me as I leaned into his side. Deciding that I needed a nap after everything, I drifted off knowing that my friends had my back no matter what.

Denki

Word count:625

    Heading for the dorms I lost focus on what was going on around me. I just wanted to reach my room and close myself off. In my haze I didn’t notice the lip in the sidewalk until it was too late. I braced for impact only to feel a pair of hands grab my shoulder and pull me up right. Turning around I was faced with the blonde hair of everyone’s favorite pikachu. Not wanting to face anyone in my class, not even my closest friend, I pushed him away and went to head back to the dorm, only for him to grab my wrist.

    “Hey stop, I know what happened was bullshit but locking yourself in your room isn’t going to fix it. The truth is out there and you need to talk about it.” It was harsh but the truth, and I didn;t want to face it, but before I could respond Denki beat me to it. “Don’t deny that you were going to hide hoping we would all forget or ignore it. We don’t care that you’re trans, we just want you to be safe, and knowing you now that you’re upset you are going to be dumb. So, we are going to go back to the dorms, you are going to grab a hoodie and sweatpants, then shower. After that we are going to go sit in my room and A) talk about how you’re feeling or B) raid Sato’s candy stash and watch cheesy movies until Bakugo yells at us to go to sleep, understand?” He said with a completely straight face. Out of everyone I didn’t think he would be the one to be so serious.

    Not wanting to argue, I nodded and let him lead me to Heights Alliance. He waited in the doorway of my room while I grabbed my change of clothes and then stood outside the bathroom while I showered. It was somewhat comforting knowing he was there waiting for me, like he was worried something would happen and wanted to protect me. As I stepped out of the bathroom he looked me up and down with a raised eyebrow. “What are you looking at?” I was confused by the quizzical gaze.

    “Not to sound creepy but please prove you didn’t put your binder back on after your shower? I was doing research while you were showering and everything says you need breaks from it and shouldn’t sleep in them.” He paused for a second before blushing. “Not that I’m asking you to show me your chest just like maybe show me that your binder is in your pile of dirty clothes that’s in your hand?” He rushed out, it was obvious he was just concerned for my safety and wanted to make sure I was being safe.

    I couldn’t help but laugh at his flustered state. As I walked past him, I grabbed the requested article from the middle of the pile and held it up. “I did not put my binder back on, I may be upset but I know my limits.” I said as I heard him rush to follow me, hearing a small ‘ok good’ from the blonde. “But thank you for looking out for me. When we get to your room I think I just want to watch some movies. If that’s ok with you?” I asked as he caught up with me.

   He gave me a thumbs up and a quick smile. “ Ofcourse, whatever you want to do is fine with me. Just remember that whenever you’re ready to talk I’m here for you.” With that he led me to his room and we settled in for an afternoon of movies and raiding different classmates' rooms for snacks.

Mina

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    As I rushed up the steps of Heights Alliance I heard the shouts of my pink best friend. “Wait Y/n, slow down.” Having an internal debate with myself I froze for a second, unintentionally giving the normally bubbly girl a chance to catch up with me. “Hey, are you ok? Do you want to talk about it?” Mina asked as she lightly grabbed my shoulders.

    Looking anywhere but her I let everything out. “How can you stand to talk to me, why are you worried? I lied to you, all of you. I can’t call myself a hero if I can’t even tell my closest friends that I’m transgender. Don’t get me wrong I wanted to tell you all, I really did but the right time never showed itself. And I would understand if none of you wanted to be my friend anymore, or if you even wanted me to leave. Just tell me now if that’s what everyone wants, I’ll understand and go pack my stuff.” I let out with tears rolling down my face.

   It was silent for a moment, worried that Mina had just decided to leave during my rant. I turned to face her, being greeted with the sight of my best friend attempting to hold back tears. “What makes you think we would want you to leave? Everyone is worried about you. I’m pretty sure even Ida was about to punch that asshole. No one and I mean no one thinks you’re a monster or a liar. You didn’t tell us when we first met for a reason, and you’re right there was never a good time to bring something like that up, but I’m positive you would have found a good time to tell us. So stay here and keep having fun learning and training with us please? And if this is the only thing you take from this, know that I love you just the way you are, whether you are Y/n the guy who like pissing off Bakugo and stealing fancy cheesy from Aoyama, or if you are Y/n the guy who is trans and proud of himself for it. Even if you still want to keep it on the down low and want people to ignore it for now, I’m proud of you, and everything you have been through.” She said tears were rolling down her face as she went on. It was shocking to hear such emotions and statements about the situation.

   Not being sure what to say I wiped my eyes before collecting my thoughts. “Thank you, Mina. I’m sorry I blew up on you like that, it’s just so frustrating having you all find out in such a way. I wanted to tell you, and I just never got to it. I think for now I want to just process the fact that it’s out there now and wrap my head around it.” She just responded with a nod, signaling me to keep going. “Would you mind just sitting with me for a while in my room while I work things out in my head, you can watch movies and eat my snacks if you want. I just don’t think I should be alone with my thoughts right now.” I said looking towards the doors we were stopped in front of, realizing that we both had mini breakdowns outside where anyone could see us.

  Mina smiled gently as she reached to open the doors. “Take whatever time you need. When you’re ready to talk let me know. And I’ll gladly sit with you, But first I’m grabbing face masks and nail polish from my room and we are going to have a relaxing friends night once you decide you’ve had enough thinking for the day.” She said returning to her normal bubbly self.

[ja3yun]

Since Halloween and Christmas are coming soon. Have you planned to write a little drabbel/ one shot or is it a surprise 👀

okay so i do !! i have options for halloween but i need my girls to vote on what they think is better 🙏🏻 i have two halloween options (both gory and bloody and honestly imo really fun) but christmas i just have one idea but i have time for that one !

[dozyrogue]

I think its kinda funny that everyones freaked over sunny being a mastermind and getting fred and tubbo in the same room. But like man was clearly not there he was uncomfortable the convo was awkward. He wasnt having it fred would go from the worker with emotions that we know to a fed worker.

Like lovelove the edits and the little things but even when tubbo is nervous he rambles and mutters he is yap nation president after all. he didn't say shit the whole time. Like during the eye worker fight her was yapping up a storm.

And I'm not mad at sunny!! Shes a baby she thinks shes helping her pa by bringing someone he cares about back into his life. I'm not even mad at the edits or little drabbels.

Sooooo I want them to stay away honestly tubbo cant emotionaly handle his daughter so if he figures out his feelings for fred first I'll scream

its just i have a personal vendetta for when characters whole existence are made to only about their love interest or in tubbo case the person he likes??

[wind-becomes-lightning]

was bored at work today, wrote some drabbels at the request of and for friends. ( Hawks x OC/ Kakashi x OC / Dabi x OC / Shibi X OC / Kakashi x Zabuza / Fatgum x OC / Kakashi x OC returns)

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Saya & Kakashi - Write about your ship waking up together. for @lemony-snickers

The first thing in his nose was an unfamiliar smell. Old wood, tatami floors, something that he’d stashed away into his memory from way back when he was young, before the world completely turned to darkness. So it wasn’t completely unfamiliar, but it was still new to the adult version of him.

Next thing he smelled was much more familiar to him, the scent of the woman that he had been sleeping next to for the last he didn’t even know how many months and years. He listened to her breathing and realized she was still asleep.

Kakashi cracked an eye open.

It took him a moment to realise where he was, the light in the room he was currently lodging in so very different than the light in Saya’s apartment he was used to seeing, but then he remembered. Ah yes, they moved in here yesterday.

He had once vouched that he’d never go back to this room, in this house. That he’d never live here again when it was full of memories and ghosts. Saya had changed a lot for him, one of them was that with her around him, he didn’t worry about being haunted anymore. If it was the two of them together, they would definitely weather the storm.

And so they had moved their little found family out here. It was quiet and spacious and enough nature for kids to play in. Kakashi worried the nightmares might come to bite him eventually, but no, Saya’s proximity kept them away, and he knew they would always keep them away.

Next to him, Saya stirred. Her eyes were already open, a sleep dazed look in her eyes. “Already thinking so much so early on?”, she asked, as if she could read what was going through his mind. She was a magician really, for knowing him so well.

“Good morning,” he replied without answering her question and pushed some rogue hair out of her face.

She rolled herself over closer to his arm. “Morning.” He watched her take a look around. “I somehow forgot that we moved here. The colour of the morning was a little confusing.”

“Happened to me too,” Kakashi admits and wraps an arm around her. “Especially with how hectic everything was yesterday, it seems almost unreal to live here again….” His thoughts trail off once more.

Saya presses a soft kiss against his arm: “Is that bad or good?”

If it weren’t Saya, if Kakashi had moved here with Gai alone just like that, maybe the answer would have been that he wasn’t sure if he liked it or not, but because it was with her it was incredibly easy. “It is a good thing, I am happy.” It feels almost wrong to say that out loud, but he knows it is true.

“I’m happy too,” she says to his delight. “I mean, this place is spacious, so I don’t see how anyone could be unhappy.”

“Ah so that is the reason you wanted to move here with me, for the space,” Kakashi laughs.

Saya winks at him: “And the books in the library.”

“Whatever,” he says and pinches her nose a little, “I don’t care what the reason was, as long as it means you’ll always be here in the morning.”

“Sappy,” she says and then buries her head into his chest.

[konohamaru-sensei]

was bored at work today, wrote some drabbels at the request of and for friends. ( Hawks x OC / Kakashi x OC / Dabi x OC / Shibi X OC / Kakashi x Zabuza / Fatgum x OC / Kakashi x OC returns)

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Aori & Fatgum - Write about your ship helping each other to prepare a special meal. for @xxcinnaxx

There are too many hands to keep track off, but Taishiro tries his best anyway, dodging around Aori’s fast and focused movements trying not to get a knife to the face as he hands her the chicken wings.

“I didn’t know that’s how it worked,” she says, for the millionth time, as if even the one apology had been necessary. “I can’t believe you’ve never mentioned it before!” One of the hands falls down and a piece of pork is expertly cut into half.

To be fair, Taishiro can also not believe he forgot to mention it. That his body gets bigger and smaller according to how much power he needs to perform his work has become so usual to him that it doesn’t even matter much. His sidekicks and his agency know that about him, so it at least makes a little sense that it slipped his mind when it came to his new girlfriend. Aori at least, has very little to do with the world of heroes and had never been interested in asking for his quirk.

“You didn’t have to start cooking right away,” he insists, dodging another hand as it reaches for the tomatoes right next to him. “The meal you had already prepared was more than enough.”

Aori throws a look over her shoulder at him, a fierce light in her eyes. “Not. Enough.” She looks up and down his slim figure and then turns back to work.

Truthfully, it feels rare to meet a woman that prefers him in his bigger form, but he is glad for it. Even though he kind of wishes she wouldn’t make such a big deal out of it right now.

“Let me at least help you,” he says, feeling a little useless standing around watching her hands move. “I can cut something if you want me to.” Without stopping one of her hands point to the cupboard: “You can take out the flour.”

“Flour? For what?” He looks over the spread of food right in front of her, mostly meat and noodles and wonders how flour plays into all of that.

The hand that was pointing at the cupboard before now hands him a scale, still without Aori looking away from the beans that are now expertly cut up. “For the donuts, sweetie.”

Taishiro blinks. His stomach is rumbling a little at the prospect of getting to eat Aori’s donuts again. Part of what drew him to her in the first place was absolutely her baking still, the donuts especially. He looks at how she throws the cut up meat into the sizzling pan and then back to the flour in his hand.

“When will you make donuts? Later? Should I get something for them? Filling?”

“Now,” she says instantly.

“Now?”

“Now,” Aori repeats and when she looks at him her eye brows are furrowed like she is on a important secret mission that he is asking too many questions about. She takes the flour out of his hand and while two of her hands stay busy with the pan and the vegetable, two others already crack open eggs.

And though he knows he is probably disturbing her in her very important work, he can’t stop himself from reaching with one arm around her shoulders and pressing her against his chest. “Have I lately told you that you are just so cute?” he asks.

“Y-you do that all the time,” Aori is red in her face. “But forget to tell me other things.”

Taishiro leans downward so he can kiss her. “I’m sorry that I forgot,” he says and brings out the puppy-eyes.

She lets him kiss her, her cheeks now deep red. “I don-don’t have time for this right now! You need some food.”

“Right,” he laughs. “I’m sorry for the disturbance.”

[legacyshenanigans]

Thank you today as well Queen B, for posting so many headcanons and drabbels! You're making my days shine brighter and feeding my fangirl soul! :3

Kiwi stooooooop, my stuff is SO dumb most of the time! 😅

But fr though, it feels good to be making people laugh 💚 it feeds my soul knowing I'm maybe helping people who are going through a shitty time and just need a little laugh 🤣

BIG love to you Kiwi x

[ashisgreedy]

Professor Garreth x F!You

"A Punishment Game"

Short Drabbel

SMUT | Spanking | Punishment Game | 18+ MC

NSFW 🔞 MDNI

Professor Garreth's hand rubs your ass moments before he spanks you again. Your skirt rides up and you grip the edges of his desk with a gasp.

"You stopped counting, Little Witch." He smiles at your reddeining ass cheeks "Start over,"

You groan and curse inward. You were almost at 10, but the sting on you skin made your hips rock and your mind melt. You were lost in the sensation.

He pushed his hand down that was gripping your hair, keeping you pinned facedown against the hard surface while your feet shuffle for purchase.

He spanks you again.

"One…" You hiss feeling the sting already seeping deep into your bones.

SMACK

"Two! AH!" You wiggle, hands gripping the edge as you try, and fail, to shrink away.

SMACK

"Ah!"

"Count." Garreth says, his voice low. He pulls your hair as a warning.

You smile despite yourself. "Three!" You yell to satisfy his request.

"I love this…" He rubs your reddened cheeks, fingertips pushing on the sore flesh. "I love that you stay after class each day just to get punished by me." He groans at the thought.

You whimper as he squeezes your sore backside hard, gripping as if claiming ownership.

"Yes, sir! I'll stay after every day just for your punishment." You agree eagerly. "I need it…" You bite your lip to hide the smile growing on your face.

"You crave it," Garreth's says in a low, deep voice.

SMACK

"Four! …Fuck…" Your out cries echo in the empty classroom.

"You're addicted," He touches you intimately between your legs as if to check you're still enjoying this despite your brows pinching and teeth gritting. His fingers slip under the elastic of your panties and delved into slick folds. He hums in satisfaction. "As am I." He admits, being just as addicted to this punishment game as you are.

SMACK

"FIVE! Gods!" You yell feeling the pain twist to pleasure in your gut. "Yes… More!"

"Wasn't planning on stopping just yet,"

SMACK

[mystical-strawberry-sheep]

{UGH she is here! OTL}

{You can't really tell because I forgot to color it, but there's a bow on her head. This is my very first time using these ink brush pens and I struggled hard to get the ink moving in the red and green pens, so when I went to use the black pen I assumed I'd have the same problem. I did not. It went everywhere.}

{But! She's done! TWEWY Aku in her Shibuya Street Party Halloween costume! It's actually a lot of wa lolita that she picked up a long time ago paired with some cat accessories! She made the ears and tail herself, but the rest of it is all about the coord. She's sure there are some hardcore lolitas out there cursing her name right now...}

{Some things that exist but I just didn't feel like I had the scale/ability to draw are: cat eye contacts. They make her pupils the slit shape, but she made sure the color matched her natural eyes. Little mold-on fangs. And her shoes are specifically geta with cat paw bases, though one wouldn't really be able to tell unless they were paying attention to her feet when she walks.}

{I was also going to make a drabbel to go along with this, but OTL nah. I'll do it later. Let's just suffice to say that she really hopes she can win that Gatito merch Api was talking about.}

[courfee]

ok @carrythispictureforluck tagged me in this soooooo 

rules: post the names of all the files in your WIP folder regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it! and then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

this is really not fair because titles is something i deeply struggle with so all my wips are just terribly named, especially in my wip folder where i barely ever give the correct title. half of these do have an actual title, i just didnt name the working document after the fic because i dont know how to title, so titles are usually the last thing i write. im gonna section this into fandoms tho cause otherwise i feel weird

hp:

- Jegulus 

- jegulus bits and pieces (idk if this can be counted as a wip)

-17. 10tihay 

-13.Tagebuch Scorpius Malfoy

-13. Scorp diary 

-3. Lily Potter

-6. Drabbels 

les mis: 

-He turns my cheeks the colour of his hair

-marius soulmate au

-kiss me with words

not a fic but my actual book:

-Emma Lilly Luise neu 

im only gonna tag @iceprinceofbelair and @messrsage cause idk who else writes things...