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[vinaity]

bath time with katsuki bakugou

this was an emergency request by the wonderful @bakugou-katsukisgf​ !

“My anxiety is just really bad right now and I just kinda need like bath time with Katsuki. Like him coming home and seeing how bad my anxiety is and making me have a relaxing bath or something.”

A/N: writing this gave me ‘imagine’ by ariana grande, along with the instrumental version.

details / warnings: fem! reader, bakugou x anxiety! fem! reader, anxiety attack.

- your anxiety had been getting to you recently 

- but it was worse than usual

- when katsuki got home from work one day, he realised something was off.

- you always said hi to him with your smooches on his cheeks and a big cuddle.

- but he didn't get his smooches nor his hug

- that's when he decided to look for you out of fear of you getting hurt.

- "Y/N? Y/N?" he walked around each room of your and his apartment.

- that's when he noticed the big lump within the sheets on your bed of your and his bedroom.

- he heard sniffles and he knew instantly it was you

- "Y/N? what's wrong baby? who hurt you- because if they do i swear i will-"

- "n-no." you poked your head out of the covers to look at him tearfully, "i-it's my anxiety."

- katsuki looked at you pitifully before walking to the bed and sitting next to you as you laid your head on his lap.

- "how about we do something together, something that's quiet to calm you down." katsuki suggested as he stroked you H/C hair

- "a-a bath could do." you gestured while sniffling.

- "was it a bad one?" he knew when your anxiety attacks got 𝘣𝘢𝘥  that even you couldn't handle your emotions.

- you nodded in response as katsuki got up and picked you up bridal style.

- "whatever my girl wants, she gets." he walked inside your and his en-suite and placed you on the sink as he turned on the faucets of the bathtub.

- "bath fizzier or bubble bath?" he asked, knowing that you loved bubbles.

- "bubble bath." your eyes sparkled slightly through your red puffy eyes.- once the bath was ready, you got off the counter and began to change as he did the same.

- "come here." he gestured as he got into the bath and sat up.

- you got in and sat on his lap, laying on his chest.

- he wrapped his arms around you into an embrace as he pulled you closer to him. - "i love you." he told you, kissing the top of your head, "there's nothing to worry about when i'm here baby."

- you hummed in response, enjoying his embrace, as you were slowly calming down.

- you felt your emotions become calmer due to the warmth of the bath and katsuki's embrace and slowly fell asleep.  

- "there's nothing to worry about."

[to-doki-doki]

PREVIEW OF THE SIREN!QUIRK FIC

(Sorry if it looks weird, I copy and pasted it from the Google doc onto tumblr mobile)

Chapter 1: Bach: Suite No. 1 in G major

As long as izuku could remember, he could feel the song inside him. Sometimes it was a soft hum, barely noticable, and other times it was an entire orchestra, playing for him and him alone. When he was young he would ask his mother, “Mama, do you hear the music too?” The only reply he ever received was a tight smile and another doctor’s appointment being scheduled as soon as he had wandered off to play elsewhere.

Eventually, as he grew older, Izuku stopped asking his mother about the music only he seemed to hear. As other children developed their quirks, it seemed to everyone else that he hadn’t gotten his quirk yet, though Izuku knew the music had to be his quirk. There was simply no other explanation. A doctor’s appointment registered him as a late bloomer, as he didn’t have the extra joint, but seemingly had no quirk. As time went by and other children began to ostracize him, he remained unchanged, a bright smile frozen in time, the music bolstering him and keeping him going.

Until his eighth birthday. That was the day he realized that his music could hurt people. He had gotten lost while out shopping with his mother, and was frightened, as any child would be. His song danced heavily in his head, loud and drowning in his fear, heavy with brass and drums. He wanted his mother, but when he opened his mouth to call for her, the only sound that came out was the music.

Everyone around him froze, unmoving, before as a whole, turning toward him in unison. The crowd parted and his mother stepped through, unharmed, yet blank faced, her eyes dull and lifeless, as though she was there, but not present. He could feel their minds, sluggish and slow, being carried by the music, influenced, controlled. Any command that passed through his mind was carried out, but he just wanted his mama. As soon as he was in her arms, his mouth snapped shut, and like a switch had been flipped, everything was back to normal. People walked on and continued with their day as though nothing had happened, as though their minds hadn’t been smothered by the music, as though they hadn’t been forced to comply.

As Izuku began to sob into his bewildered mother’s shirt, he swore to himself that he would never use the music against other people again. That use for the music was a villains use, he would not, no, could not use it in such a way. Even if it meant he couldn’t be a hero, he was okay with it, because he wouldn’t be a villain.

This belief carried him through his elementary school years, and throughout middle school. Once he entered middle school, he joined the music club, learning to play the viola and the piano. He found happiness when making music, because when he made music with his hands, the music inside of him smoothed out, mellowed, stopped threatening to escape every time he opened his mouth. Needless to say, he never sang.

He never sang, that is, until his very life depended on it.

His day was composed of the usual niceties. He went to class, took notes, ate and practiced his viola piece for the upcoming concert during lunch, and returned to class to resume his studies. However, fate was not smiling kindly on him.

“Midoriya wants to go to U.A. as well.”

The music came crashing to a crescendo in his head, discordant notes and screaming violin strings beating at his skull, begging to be released.

[katsuhera]

PLEASE DROP SOME OF YOUR FAV WRITERS REGARDLESS OF FANDOM 🥺

hihi!! (heh i saw you asked ria as well, most of the recs she gave are similar to mine so i hope my list still helps 🥺)

also i really do not mean to leave anyone out 🥺 there are so so many talented writers across these fandoms, this is just a list i could come up with off the top of my head. i might update as i remember! also, important note – each of these writers have their own rules pertaining to nsfw (18+) content. please be cognizant of their rules and respect them! 

multifandom

@bakugohoex ria writes for hq, bnha and aot and her works are just *chefs kiss* (also extra points to ria because she lewded guy fieri with me)

@junisfics juniper i think is technically multifandom (pls correct me if i’m wrong 🥺) but her aot fics are literally,,, oh my god fucking amazing. i live for her ‘the worthy’ series

@ererokii aimee writes for aot, bnha and genshin impact! pls i love her work sm

@bakuushi mich writes for bnha and hq!! she’s so creative and her stuff is amazing pls

@miyangel cloud writes for bnha, hq and jjk!! i recently came across their blog and i’m kind of obsessed

@alrightberries boop writes for aot, bnha and jjk i believe! i’m in love with her theme it’s so beautiful and organized, and not to mention her writing is just top-tier

@jae-ren serena writes for aot and jjk and god,,, amazing stuff highly recommend

@marviess march writes for bnha and aot!! her aesthetic is literally supreme and her writing is as well (also seeing her interactions with her char anons make my entire day, plus she’s the sweetest human ever, please please go check her out!)

@therealvalkyrie writes for aot and mha, but mostly aot (pls correct me if i’m wrong!!) and her content is just so good

@tsuhika writes for bnha and haikyuu and i swear none of her content misses. just so so amazing

@myherowritings writes mostly for bnha, but also genshin impact and hq i believe!! sof’s stuff is so so good, i was obsessed with her ceo!shouto series

@setenuma sofi writes for aot, bnha, hq and atla i believe!! pls their writing is so great plus their blog is so beautiful

@sukunasfootrest rue writes for bnha, jjk and aot and her levi series... literally is so amazing. pls i highly rec

attack on titan

@alert-arlert ryn is the LITERAL loml and their writing is so fucking amazing, one of the first aot blogs i followed since i made my acc 🥺

@shisoaya GOD i love naya’s writing, also she draws and she’s so fkn talented? please go check her out

@murmikaa mika is so fucking good at writing oh my god. go check her out!

@eremiie charm's stuff makes my fucking legs go numb. her eren stoner fic was stuck in my mind for literal weeks

@miekasa no words just pls go check out her blog. i recommend literally every single one of her fics

@jaegerbombb sofia is legit the sweetest and her blog is so amazing. i love her and her writing so much

@melancholicmonologue mara is such a beautiful soul of a person and her writing is chefs kiss as well! im in love with literally everything she writes (and she’s responsible for me becoming a zeke fker so,,, you can see the power she holds)

@anlian-aishang anlian literally feeds me with her levi content and leaves my jaw dropped

@ackermans-freedom-inc suz’s writing fills my heart constantly pls AND SUZ IS JUST THE SWEETEST PERSON ALIVE HOW ARE YOU THIS PERFECT

haikyuu

@atsumuse mimi is just amazing. i have nothing to say besides that literally i read her stuff before i even started writing and they’ve left such a vivid imprint on my mind

@samuslut wing is so so talented and has so much content i live for her inarizaki fics

@strawberryakaashi cait is responsible for me even paying attention to/starting to write for akaashi tbh 

boku no hero academia

@lady-bakuhoe jo is just the coolest. and i read through her bakugou mlist like it’s the morning news bye

@jirou-s christine’s writing never misses pls and her aesthetic is so beautiful i cannot

@rat-suki annie has amazing content. like... no words. her thin walls fic was one of the first fics i ever read on tumblr and when i say that i still think about it to this day i mean it

@shoutogepi rosie makes my mind blank with her shouto content. literally have no words besides this pls just read her stuff. all of it​

@todorkihoe alex is one of the first people i ever followed on tumblr and for good mf reason. their bnha content fed me for the longest time, thank you alex ily

[walkingtheplankonasinkingship]

tagged by @todoiiku

Rules: Answer these questions then tag some blogs you’d like to know better

Nickname: Cait (short for Caitlin)

Zodiac: Aries

Height: 5′7″

Time: 2345

Favorite band/artists: Fall Out Boy and Aerosmith are my all time favorites but I’ve been on a Shinedown and Seether kick lately, too.

Song stuck in my head: “Teenagers” by My Chemical Romance and “Disappear” by Tonight Alive

Last movie I saw: Mama Mia 2 with my Mama

Last thing I googled: “Shishida BNHA” (I was trying to properly tag a post and forgot his given name)

Other blogs: This is it. I technically have another blog that I was gonna use as a fandom/writing blog so people I know irl wouldn’t have their dashes flooded with BNHA, but I just blocked everyone on here like a bad friend and started from scratch back in like May.

Do I get asks: Not really. I’m a very small blog that produces little to no content so most people don’t really talk to me, but the people who have sent asks mostly just say really nice things!

Why did I choose my username: “They say ‘quitters never win’/But we walk the plank on a sinking ship” They’re lyrics from “Don’t You Know Who I Think I Am?” by Fall Out Boy. It combines my love of emo music and pirates.  

Following: 110

Average amount of sleep: I don’t even pretend to have a normal sleep schedule. If I’m not working, I tend to get 8ish hours. If I am working, anywhere between 3-6 hours.

Lucky number: 22

What I’m wearing: Ravenclaw lounge pants, a black tank top, and a black cardigan

Dream trip: I have several. I would love to see the Pacific Northwest, Scotland, Japan, NYC, and Boston. I also kinda want the trip I talked about in one of my tag rambles the other night.

Favorite food: Chicken. Not very exciting, but I love chicken in many forms.

Play any instruments: I played tenor sax (VERY badly) for 2 years in jazz band in high school. But my primary (that I used to actually be pretty good at) that I did for band, orchestra, and marching was clarinet.

Hair color: Simple answer: strawberry blonde. Accurate answer: I’m a little bit blonder than that awkward point where you can’t tell if someone has blonde or brown hair, but then throw in some red just to spice things up.

Eye color: Is all an acceptable answer? Base color is a greenish hazel with flecks of blue in the middle and a ring of brown just around my pupils. So overall hazel but some days they look super green.

Most iconic song: Some songs that always get to me are “Hate Me” by Blue October, “Broken” by Seether, “I’ll Follow You” by Shinedown, and “Jaded” by Aerosmith

Languages you speak: English. I have a very basic understanding of Spanish, but I’m not very good at it by any stretch of the imagination.

Random fact: I can actually wiggle one of my ears. Just my left. I can’t wiggle the right one to save my life. I have no idea why I can do one and not the other.

Describe yourself as aesthetic things: Sweet tea, Converse, black t-shirts, worn-out paperbacks, cardigans, and earbuds. 

Tagging: Anyone who wants to do this. I hate tagging people since I feel like I’m bugging them... 

[cait-writes-stuff]

Question Tag Game

It’s been a while since I’ve done one of these. I was tagged by @memento-scribet

Rules: Answer 30 questions and tag 20 blogs you are contractually obligated to know better.

1. Nicknames: Cait, Caitlin

2. Gender: Female

3. Star Sign: Scorpio (But because astrology is a lie and there’s actually 13 zodiacs I’m actually a Libra)

4. Height: 5′6″

5. Time: 9:45 pm

6. Birthday: November 16

7. Favorite Bands: BTS, BLACKPINK Panic! at the Disco, The YOI Soundtrack

8. Favorite Solo Artists:  Florence + The Machine, Ella Fitzgerald, (Since I guess Composers count as solo artists?) Taro Umebayashi, Taku Matsushiba, Pyotr Tchaikovsky

9. Song stuck in my head: Praying by Kesha

10. Last movie I watched: The Adams Family

11. Last show I watched: Fresh Off the Boat (my dudes this is such a good show)

12. When did I create my blog: June 29, 2016 (this blog) my first was created November 27, 2012

13. What do I post/reblog: Sometimes writing, sometimes fandom stuff.

14. Last Thing I Googled: Borscht. I’m writing a YOI fic at the moment and I needed to look it up . . . for science. Also I was hungry and wanted a recipe.

15. Other Blogs: My main is @blight-incarnate, I am Mod Vitya on @vikturificrec, and I’m the owner of @everyallmight, @every-yuuri-katsuki, @every-victor-nikiforov and @every-lotor where I screencap every appearance of each respective character. 

16. Do I get asks: Sometimes  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯. I used to get a lot more when this blog was active. Now I mostly get asks from my other blogs. 

17. Why I chose my URL: cait-writes-stuff was only supposed to be a placeholder while I tried to think of something better. The name stuck. 

18. Following: 304

19. Followers: 3,595

20. Average hours of sleep: 6ish

21. Lucky Number(s): I don’t have any?

22. Instruments: Piccolo, flute, and bass clarinet. 

23. What am I wearing: tank top and jeans

24. Dream job: Something that pays a comfortable wage. 

25. Dream trip: An extended tour of all the classic European cities (London, Paris, Rome, etc). I love history and architecture and those cities have a shit ton of it.

26. Favorite food: fried cheese sticks

27. Nationality: American

28. Favorite song (for now) (forever): Florence + The Machine’s cover of Stand By Me. 

29. Last Book Read: lol I read waaaay more fanfiction than I do actual books but I think the last one that I read was The Kite Runner by Khaled Hosseini?

30. Top three fictional universe I’d want to join: DC Comics, Voltron, and Bnha.

[vinaity]

aizawa: oh no shirakumo’s sad

mic: how do you know?

aizawa, pointing to shirakumo who is sitting on a cloud from afar with mini clouds surrounding him, pouring rain: that’s how.

*rain starts pouring from above, aizawa looks above him and smiles sadly*

aizawa: it’s okay bud, everything’s gonna be alright.

mic: talking to shirakumo again?

aizawa: yeah, i wonder what he’s sad about, but we’ll never know...

[vinaity]

😈 just thought of a good request🙃 Okay i would like to request a scenario with Chronostasis where the Yakuza breaks out of jail and ends up coming across Aizawa’s wife at a store and they end up talking he asks her out to dinner not thinking anything of it because Aizawa never has time for her and boom one think leads to another 😏 and they sleep together.

A/N: Finally had some inspiration to write this after this has been sitting in my ask box for a while because i didn’t know how to write it until a discord server helped me out with ideas- thank god. I’m so fucking sorry this took so long hnghh i hate writers block. I didn’t really want to write a full out smut where the fic was 6 pages already so I adjusted it a little in the end.

Also I lowkey want a part 2.. Oh god this is my first time writing for Hari, I hope i done him justice.

Song Inspiration: Talk Dirty by Doja Cat and Boyfriend by Ariana Grande

Details / Warnings: Fem! Reader, oOp suggestive themes at the end, cursing.

“Wait? You’re the guy who tried to kill my husband.” You raised an eyebrow as you looked over to the male next to you. 

You were at a small grocery store near your apartment when you were stuck on what brand of ice cream to get when you saw a figure next to you. Curious, you had turned around to see grey arrow hairs poking out of the white hoodie the male was wearing. 

Your husband had told you about the time he had gotten stabbed by a guy with arrow hair before he had gotten arrested- grey arrow hair- like the hair of the person next to you. So out of curiosity, you had asked him that question.

The male turned his head to you, cocking his eyebrow. He looks at you weirdly, as if he’s trying to recognise you.

“Who is your husband?” He asks, “And if I were to kill him, why would I?”

“I-I uh.” You tried to gather words because of his snappy attitude towards you and his handsome face, “My husband is a pro hero, he didn’t tell me why you wanted to kill him though.”

“What did he tell you?”

“That a guy with arrow hair blindfolded him and stabbed him before getting arrested.”

The male turns back around for a second as if he were pondering, then turned back to you.

“Did he tell you where he got stabbed?”

“At a base or something across those lines.”

 His eyes widen, before looking around and leaning into your ear.

“I know who your husband is. Don’t tell anyone I’m here or I’ll do terrible things to you.” He leans back and starts to walk away from you.

“Wait!” You turn, catching up to him and grabbing his arm, “Let’s talk.”

-

Both you and the male sat on the bench at the bus stop outside of the store, looking out to the busy street ahead. People were walking down the footpaths on each side of the road, on their way to work. At first glance, people would think the two of you were a couple waiting for the bus, but that wasn’t the case.

“What’s your name?” You asked, looking over to the male next to you.“Kurono, Hari Kurono. Yours?” He responds, looking down at you.

“Y/N Aizawa, nice to meet you.” You smile at him before looking at the street.

“So.. Your husband is a pro hero huh?” Hari breaks the silence between you two, “Must be hard for him to be away all the time.”

“Yeah, it gets really lonely at times.” You remark sadly, “Sometimes he won’t come home for days because he’s just too busy.”

“Why did you marry him then?”

“I ask myself the same question, but yet I had hope for the relationship- also I was young and in love.”

“I get what you mean, being young can make you do some reckless decisions. Some of which you’ll regret in the future.”

“What do you mean?”

“It’s a long story- a very long one.” 

“Ah. But I get what you mean, stupid decisions can destroy your future. I mean look at me- I’m stuck in a relationship where I feel like I’m not loved or even needed in some places.” You sigh, looking down at the ground.

“Why don’t you rebel?” Hari suggests making you look up at him in confusion, “Make your life fun for once in a while.”

“What do you mean?” 

Before he could answer, Hari’s phone rang which he picked up and answered. After talking into it for a while, he put the phone back away in his pocket.

“I’ve got to go, but we can exchange numbers and have dinner sometime if you’d like.” He suggests.

“Sure, it would be nice to get out of my house more often for once.” You hand your phone (which you unlocked) to him, which he wrote his phone number in your contacts before handing it back to you.

“I’ll see you some time then.” He says as the both of you stand up.

“Yeah, it was nice talking to you.” You respond, smiling at him.

“See ya.” He says before turning and walking away from you.

You sat back down on the bench for a second, trying to calm your racing heart as you watch him walk further in the distance.

Something about Hari made you feel a feeling you hadn’t felt with Shota in a long time. 

His presence made you feel warm, it made your heart race and it made you feel giddy. But now, you were starting to miss him.

Even if this was the first time you ever met him, you were somehow open to the idea of seeing him more and more and distancing yourself from Shota as he’s been doing that to you for the whole marriage.

Wait. Were you considering cheating on your husband? Why was your heart beginning to betray you?

You had only just met Hari, yet your heart was trying to tell you something.

Maybe Shota wasn’t the right guy for you?

-

About a couple of months after meeting Hari, your phone pinged one morning which you picked up to see a message on the home screen.

Hari:

Hey, it’s that guy you met in the store. 

Wanna go out for dinner tonight? I’m free.

As you unlocked your phone, you thought about your plans for tonight- which was basically nothing because yet again, Shota was busy.

He was always working, he was never really around to spend time with you… maybe you did need to rebel a bit in your boring life.

You grinned to yourself as you texted back.

Y/N: 

Sure, is 6 okay?

-

“Y/N? Y/N?” A voice called out to you as it snapped you out of your thoughts.

Damn it, thinking about Shota again. No, relax Y/N- he’s working again.

You looked at Hari, who had his hand on your shoulder and was looking at you concerned. He sat across from you, as the two of you were at a two-seater table in the middle of a diner.

“Are you alright? You look concerned.” He asked as he quickly looked where you were looking earlier.

“O-Oh no,” Damn Shota getting in my mind again, “It’s just that it’s getting darker outside. I’m just worried for other villains you know- like the ones who are creeps.” 

“I get you, how far is your place from here?” 

“It’s about a two-hour train ride from here, but I’ll probably just try and find a motel for the night.” You replied, grabbing your phone from your handbag.

“Don’t worry about it, you could stay the night at my place, it’s fine.” Hari reassured as he left some yen on the table and stood, “You coming?”

-

Something about Hari had changed once you had entered his apartment, he had gotten more quiet. You couldn’t put your finger on what it was, as he seemed like a man of few words so you just assumed that he must’ve been thinking about what to say to you after a while.

“This is going to be awkward to say.” Hari said as he walked into the living room from taking a shower, “But this apartment only has one bedroom. You can sleep in the bed while I sleep on the couch if you wanna.”

“I’ll feel bad if you did sleep on the couch.” You replied hurriedly, “I-I mean it’s fine if we sleep in the same bed. I’m used to it.” 

“Are you sure? You have a husband don’t you?”

“Yeah, but it’s fine anyways. He is always working at night so he never came to bed with me.”

-

After you had showered (which Hari had let you borrow a sweatshirt to wear for the night, bless his soul) and had watched a movie or two with Hari, you both decided it would be time to go to bed.

That’s when that feeling you felt came back into your mind again. That lovesick thought that plagued your mind for months, the thought that you tried to suppress. 

You were supposed to love Shota, you were supposed to be loyal to him, not get feelings for Hari. But yet here you are, sharing a bed with the man who you had secretly gushed over.

As you sat on one side of the bed as Hari slept on the other side, everything came down upon you. Your walls came crashing down as you looked straight ahead, staring outside the small window to see the city which was dark and lit by retail and takeaway stores. 

You hadn’t noticed you were crying until you felt Hari shift towards you and place a hand lazily on your thigh. Turning around, you saw Hari leaning on his other arm facing his body towards you. 

His grey, arrow hair was disheveled around his face as his grey eyes were squinting slightly due to waking up. His look of concern didn’t go unnoticed as well, as it made you think that did this man really care for you this much?

“You okay?” He asked, adjusting his eyes so they could get used to his surroundings, “I heard you cry…”

“I-I just had some… thoughts.” You sniffled. 

“Come here, you wanna talk about them?” Hari pulled his hand away from your thigh and instead to pat the space near him, “Talking to someone can help sometimes, ya know that?”

You giggled before moving toward him. Your head was resting in the crook between Hari’s neck and shoulder while your body was against his chest as you felt one of his arms wrap around your waist while the other one rested on his side, leaning on the mattress. 

You froze for a second, which made you think of how Shota used to cuddle with you like this.

“So, what were these thoughts keeping you up?” Hari whispered, looking down at you.

“My husband and you.” You replied back, “How mine and his relationship is different now compared to you. I feel he doesn’t really care for me, or make some time to spend time with me.. Then there’s you, who I literally met a couple of months ago, and it looks like you care for me more than Shota has for the 5 years of marriage. I guess, I feel less lonely around you.”

“Keep on going…” Hari was curious, he wanted to know more about what you thought about him.

“But I’ve been having this feeling around you. I can see a future with you in it, and I mean more than friends. I mean.. Way different.”

“Romantically?” Hari was catching on now, you had feelings for him the whole time? And you could see a future with him in it? That made him even more happy.

“Yeah..”

“What if I told you…” Hari leaned against the headrest, using his arm on your waist to roll you over onto him. “That I felt the same way?”

Your legs straddled around his waist and you leaned against him so your and his lips were only millimeters apart.

“I would love that.” You whispered as your lips met his as his arms slipped under the hoddie you were wearing.

Little did you know what you did that night was going to be both the worst and best mistake of your life.

[vinaity]

Lose You to Love Me - Kai Chisaki x Reader

I heard of the song with the name and i HAD TO write this! Listen to it if you want while listening to it! I cried while writing this.

A/N: I skipped some lyrics but it’s still the same song ^^

Summary: After Kai gets sent to Tartarus, you look back on your relationship to him while writing a letter to Kai.

Warnings: a shit ton of angst.

The news of Kai and the Shie Hassaikai getting arrested hit you like a truck, but yet you didn’t know how to react.

Were you supposed to be heartbroken? Shocked? Sad? 

Because of it, you drew yourself away from the world around you- you isolated yourself in your apartment for weeks.

The police would come to your house a couple of times a month to ask about if you wanted to call things off with Kai, but you refused. You couldn’t let him go, just yet.

That day when Pops showed up to your place to visit you after he recovered was probably one of the deepest conversations you had, and he was the first person who wasn’t the police you spoke to.

“Why did you come to see me in the first place?” You asked as you placed the tea on the coffee table in front of you and pops.

“I wanted to check on you because of what happened, I wanted to see if you’re okay.” Pops replied as you poured the tea into cups for you and him.

“So you know?”

“Yes. I also wanted to speak to you about Kai.”

Your eyes widened, no one other than the police wanted to talk to you about him.

“I’ve been in contact with him ever since I recovered, he told me that he wants to talk to you. I know that you’re probably not ready to confront him emotionally, but I just wanted to let you know.”

What Pops had said to you had been looping in your head for weeks now, the thought of the raid plagued your mind- making it unable for you to sleep one night.

That one night was also when you decided you wanted to move on. Your heart had been hurt enough.

You sat at your desk in your study, looking out the window of your apartment as you tapped the pen against the paper. You were stuck on what to write- yes, you were planning to write a letter.

But not to just a random person, this was for Kai.

As you watched the city outside, it made you think about the right words to put into this letter. You sighed, you just wanted to put your feelings onto a piece of paper.

Glancing over at the framed photo you have sitting on your desk, you smiled sadly. A photo of you and Kai sat in the frame, both of you genuinely smiling- a time before the whole quirk darts fiasco. 

A time where you were happy. 

The feeling you had back then washed over you, the emotion you felt then wasn’t there now in your life. Maybe it was because of being separated from Kai for long, or that your life was now… empty.

It was like a light going out, your life just darkened. You lost your lover and friends who were considered family to you. 

But knowing that Kai will never be next to you without being monitored by police or having cuffs on his ankles and prosthetic arms.

You had a hole in your heart, space which will never be filled. 

But then the anger you felt came washing onto you when he began getting distant. After he had begun his plan with Chrono, you didn’t see him much to your dismay. 

He began not acting like his usual self, he was acting more… sinister.

And that more sinister Kai was known by the world, but in your heart, you knew that wasn’t the Kai you loved deeply in your heart.

On that, an idea onto what you wrote appeared in your head and you began writing.

Dear Kai ちゃん

You promised the world and I fell for it. 

When I think about it more, you promised me everything I wanted to have which my life alone couldn’t fill. Yes, you made me very, very happy during good old times- you used to make me laugh because of your bluntness.

I put you first and you adored it. 

You loved how much I cared for you, how much I was willing to making us work. I loved you so much, I would always step out of my comfort zone to make you happy at times because I wanted the best for you.

We’d always go into it blindly.

We would always go into risks without consideration about in what way or how it would affect our future. This included your ‘plan’ with Eri and the darts- and now I realise the consequences of that. I lost you, you lost me- we both were separated and now look at us- you lost your arms along with your life’s work, and what did I lose? Everything that meant to me. 

The precepts were like my family, as my family disowned me for being in this relationship with you- it was the biggest risk I took and the biggest sacrifice I lost. 

I lost you, Kai. I lost the person who made me so happy for years- a person who I treasured. Now I don’t know how to feel.

I gave it my all and they all know it.

Ask Pops, he knows how much your plan affected me, how much pain I felt when I heard your arms were gone and that you were arrested. I felt numb at first, but over time it slowly hit me and I felt the pain terribly.

I gave my love to you, over time when you turned different- I tried to accustom to it but I gave it all, I gave all my love that I could over that time.

I needed to lose you to love me.

Slowly over time, you were arrested, I realised that I was slowly loving myself. Something about that base was so toxic to me that I lost all the self-love I had because I was giving it all to you.

But now I realise, I have loved myself more than I ever have- I feel more confident now. 

I guess it was you that tarnished it when I used to it, but I’m still not sure.

But I love you, Kai, I always will. You’ll always hold a piece of your heart.

I’ll always cherish you, my little devil.

Sincerely Yours, Love you so much, 

Y/N (aka your angel)

[vinaity]

dude, you should do some shirakumo headcanons :)) like just general headcanons, he needs more love!!

yes :D i ended up having some spare time to do this, school has been oofing my time and stuff but please Horikoshi mAKE HIM HAPPY AGAIN I CAN’T STAND ANGST-

I have also started a oboro tag list here!

anyways here you go :D

- If no ones around, he’ll eat sushi and other foods meant to be eaten with chopsticks with his bare hands (what an idiot i love him)

- Is a sucker for Nicki Minaj, probably has anaconda downloaded on his phone.

- LOVES DOJA CAT! I REPEAT HIS GUILTY PLEASURE IS DOJA CAT MUSIC! Especially ‘juicy’ and ‘say so’

- Likes to use his clouds to make little animals and people, and shows it to those group of kindergarteners; does a play with them.

- He may be tall, but that doesn’t mean he still runs into things which he can clearly see because of his height.

- Has always wanted to go to one of those sunny islandy countries/places like New Caledonia (I went there and i know for sure Oboro will LOVE IT there) and Havana

- Probably knows English but has a thick accent (accent part was from my discord)

- Like he can say words but his accent outrides it so you can’t understand what he’s saying unless he says words slowly.

- His dorm is probably a mess, scrap that it’s definitely a mess.

- I’m talking about clothes everywhere, trash everywhere yet his bed and desk are very very tidy.

- It’s also very cluttered, but that’s because he’s secretly a little hoarder but won’t admit it 

- He comes from a very loud and big family so that’s why he yells so his voice is heard :D

- I like to think that the bandaid on his nose is because of his quirk. 

- It has to stay on because if not, his nose will get really congested (and won’t be able to breathe properly) because of the condensation which supports his quirk.

- He got it on when he was 5 and he has to take it off once a month to change to a new one (it’s waterproof)

- Other kids have called his quirk ‘too delicate for a man’ and Oboro’s like ‘yeah but i love it, also it’s a badass quirk.’

- When he was little, he had little cloud pj’s as a baby and keeps them totally not because he wants his kids to wear them

- Speaking of kids, HE LOVES THEM!

- He finds them really funny and sometimes really, really cute!!

- Like he grew up with a large family (like lance’s family from voltron) and has been around for when his little siblings and cousins were born and they were all so cute to him-

- He also finds kid’s logic funny (bby you’re a big man child ilysm)

- Definitely wants kids when he’s older, he’s a very family-oriented person. 

- Like he wants 3-4 kids, he wants a big family!! 

- But it’s okay if you want 1-2, anything to make his bby happy

- But in the end, this boy is a bby and a chaotic dumbass at the same time.

ART CREDIT:  cookiez_illustration on instagram! support them!

[vinaity]

Can i request nsfw headcanons for oboro his first time with fem reader?

Sure Anon! Enjoy!

- You know that one vine that goes ‘Can I eat your ass at homecoming?’

- That’s Oboro Shirakumo. Right there, after his first time though.

- Let’s just say that, it was kinda funny and 👀 at the same time.

- You both were making out at first, both of you were bored as fuck and Shirakumo suggested making out.

- Things got more heated, as you noticed something was poking your leg

- “Wha?” You ask, pulling away to look at him

- “Ah shit.” He looked down then looking back up, “Well, there’s only one way I know how to get rid of one.”

- You look down too, realising what he meant.

- Yep, this boi had a hard wood

- “So um, you wanna fuck?”

- “I guess, there’s no other way-“

- “YES! S-Sorry, just excited.”

- When you guys end up in the bedroom, clothes are off and stuff, he has no idea what to do.

- “Okay, so where do I put Little Oboro?”

- “Little Oboro?” *wheeze*

- “What? What else do I call my dick?”

- When he realises that his dick goes into your pussy, he accidentally thrusts hard.

- “Okay so it goes inside your pussy?”

- “Yeah, for what I can remember from movies.”

- *hard ass thrust*

- “oH MY GOD THAT FELT SO GOOD!”

- Insert Oboro doing a shocked pikachu face.

- Oboro is one muscular boy, especially those arms, so you know you’ll know he’s gonna be dom.

- I’m sorry I just thought of a cloud covering oboro’s ass as he fucks you.

- *In the middle of you and Oboro fucking and you look down Shirakumo’s back*

- *Sees a cloud covering Oboro’s ass*

- “Oh my god Oboro, why do you have a cloud covering your ass?”

- “uHHHhhHhHh.”

- *changes from normal pace to rough ass pace*

- When both of you get close to cumming, he has no idea what’s happening but decides to crack a joke

- “I’m-I’m gonna cum-“

- “Hey cumming, I’m Oboro.”

- When you cum, he’s like why is there white stuff coming out of your pussy.

- “OH MY GOD ITS COMING OUT OF ME TOO WHAT THE F-“

- After the first time, he gets better over time.

- Anyways, that was your first time :)

[vinaity]

what kind of lover do you think shirakumo would be?

i can picture him being a hopeless romantic type of guy, like someone who truely cares for you and just hnghh makes your heart go whoosh still when you guys are older. like you guys would be long into your marriage and your heart would still race and you’ll still blush every time you look at him.

oh and he totally tries to be fAnCy smooth and suave in public, then ends up laughing his ass off because tryna be extra romantic to his bby like overdramatic ain’t his style in public.

but still he loves you and i just picture him willing to die for you because uwu this baby loves you so damn much.

[vinaity]

ok but kai and hari ice skating xD

“I swear to god Kurono if I fall through this damn ice- you’re fishing me out.”

“You’re on your own for that boss, at least I know how to ice skate.”

*insert Kai slipping over and landing on his ass*

[vinaity]

my masterlist <3

i wanted to redo my masterlist, so here you go! shirakumo masterlist here

ﾟ+*:;;:*　my hero academia　*:;;:*+ﾟ

katsuki bakugou

clingy

4th wall broken

halloween q&a

tank top tease (nsfw)

the dress (nsfw)

ua students as dere types

bath time (emergency request)

shoto todoroki

finding todoroki after a nightmare (on other account)

character playlist

todoroki as a parent

halloween q&a

ua students as dere types

izuku midoriya

deku going to cons

fluffy green hair

ua students as dere types

eijiro kirishima

crocs

ua students as dere types

shouta aizawa

pro heroes and villains as songs on my playlist

tomura shigaraki

pro heroes and villains as songs on my playlist

dummy but no thicc (crackfic)

dabi

pro heroes and villains as songs on my playlist 

kai chisaki

pro heroes and villains as songs on my playlist

job interview

lose you to love me

hari kurono

hari x aizawa’s wife! reader

ﾟ+*:;;:*　danganronpa　*:;;:*+ﾟ

mondo owada

prom

kokichi oma

colorblind! soulmate au

gundham tanaka

yandere! gundham with ultimate! seducer reader

hanahaki au

korekiyo shinguji

general yandere korekiyo! headcanons (tw: abuse mentions)

kaito momota

general yandere kaito! headcanons (tw: abuse and r*pe mentions)

byakuya togami

general dating headcanons

[vinaity]

Gamelhult - Oboro Shirakumo x Reader

Saw this item from the Ikea website and imagined Oboro having it in his house, so here’s him and his s/o building it! Just pure fluff and gender neutral reader!

“Oboro, what in the world did you buy this time?” You sighed as Oboro sat himself in the middle of the living room carpet with a box, looking at you with a cheeky smile which meant he had done something dumb but had no regrets.

“Something for the living room, needed a bit more bedazzle in it.” Oboro replied with a twinkle in his eye.

“I don’t know if I should be scared of you saying bedazzle, but i’ll take your word for it.” 

Your eyebrows raise as Oboro lifts up the box, showing the name GAMLEHULT on the brown box.

“Gamlehult? Oboro I love you so much but what in the world-” You asked, trying to pronounce the name of the item.

“It’s a ottoman! The living room seemed plain so I needed something to, you know, add some quirkiness to the place. Saw this baby and had to pick it up!” Oboro grinned, opening the box like a little child on christmas.

“I mean, it’s different from what I’ve seen.” You reply as Oboro grabbed the items and the instructions out the box.

“Now we just have to.. Build it.” Oboro looked at the manual before handing it to you.

“How are we supposed to put these screws into squiggly legs.” You sat down next to him, showing the page you were talking about.

“Yeah.. But we’ll get through it! I promise.”

-

“There we are, all done!” Oboro beamed proudly at the built ottoman in it. 

But before he could be proud any longer, the ottoman collapsed on the floor, causing Oboro to groan.

“Oh come on! I worked for three hours on that!”

“That’s why squiggly legs shouldn’t exist on a ottoman!”

[vinaity]

requests are open!!

oboro’s birthday is tomorrow and i’m participating in oboro’s birthday collab! (see here) and so, for this week requests will be open! but they’ll be oboro related ONLY!! 

[vinaity]

i saw you write for my favourite cloudy boy and first of all (thAnk You!!!!!) and second i have this very lovely prompt when one stops the kiss to whisper “I’m sorry, are you sure you-” and they answer by kissing them more and i feel like it would be super cute with oboro if you find the time to write it, that is !!!

First of all, THANK YOU

Spoilers for Chapters of 62 + 63 of Vigilantes!

You were a trainee of the Purple Revolution Agency alongside Kayama, Aizawa, Yamada and Shirakumo, and the girlfriend to the latter. But right now, you were with Aizawa and Shirakumo walking down the street, on your way to respond to Mr Purple’s agency’s request for backup. 

All 3 of you were talking about random stuff as you walked, which mostly consisted of Shirakumo’s chatter and Aizawa grumpily answering to the questions as you laughed at their antics when you heard a little boy’s voice cheer from behind you.

“Hey, it’s Loudcloud!” You all stopped walking at the crossing as you looked at the nursery group with their teacher approach. 

“Ooh, If it ain’t the nursery brigade out on a march!” Shirakumo turned around, laughing at the children who attempted to get on Shirakumo’s large cloud and began to help them get on it.

As the children crowed on the cloud, you and Aizawa were cautious just in case one of them fell. You were talking to the teacher, who told you that they [the children] couldn’t resist seeing their favourite hero- which you were sure to tell your boyfriend later.

One of the children was going to fall but Shota caught him, telling the child after he caught them, “Careful! Don’t fall now!” He placed the child back on the cloud and ushered the children while you and the teacher look on, snickering at their antics.

But before the cloud could continue moving at Shirakumo’s demand, Shota stopped it.

“Wait. Look both ways before crossing.” 

“That’s true Oboro, where did you learn your road skills?” You giggled as Shirakumo blushed at you using his name before he looked over at Aizawa.

“You’re a natural at this, Shota!” He replied, grinning at him and the kids.

As you all crossed, Shirakumo explained what he just said, “You’d be pretty good working with kids. Like at a daycare or as a school-teacher!”

Aizawa scoffed, “Me? No. You? Maybe. What could children possibly like about me?”

But before Shirakumo could explain, the teacher told the children, “We should be going now to leave Loudcloud, Eraserhead and Y/H/N to do their hero work!”

The children groaned sadly but understood as you, Aizawa and Shirakumo help the kids get off Shirakumo’s cloud.

“You wanna get on babe?” Shirakumo looked down at you, smiling.

“Sure!” You accepted his offer as he helped you up and sat you on his lap and wrapping one of his arms around your waist as you blushed.

“Bye-bye Loud! Bye-bye!” The children happily announced waving, “Goodbye Eraserhead! Goodbye Y/H/N!”

You and Shirakumo waved at the children as Aizawa smiled.

“Those children are cuties, don’t you think?” You grinned as the boys nodded at your reply.

“They’ve always been cuties, Y/N!” Shirakumo laughed lightly as he pulled you towards his him, your back resting on his chest.

There was silence for a while as you guys walked (floated too) before Shirakumo broke the silence.

“It’s cuz you’re so observant that you overthink stuff.” Shirakumo looked over at Aizawa, “Like you psych yourself out and convince yourself that you can’t.”

“You’re a nice guy, Shota.” You softly smiled at Aizawa, “You may not see it, but all your friends can see it.”

“But you could do just about anything if you can put your mind to it.” Shirakumo returned your smile at Aizawa.

“Yeah, you can reach your dreams if you put dedication to it. Like how we’re training to be heroes. We wanted to become heroes because it’s our dream, and trust me you’ve put in a lot of dedication.” You told.

“Try thinking before you speak you two.” Aizawa bashfully replied.

“Naw, I’m serious.” Shirakumo rested his chin on the top of your head.

After a while of walking and floating, Aizawa’s phone went off.

“Who is it?” Shirakumo asked as Aizawa picked up his phone to check it.

“Huh, it’s Kayama,” Aizawa replied, answering the call.

“AIZAWA! START EVACUATING THE AREA, NOW! WE’VE GOT A NASTY VILLAIN WRECKING THE NEIGHBOURHOOD!” Nemuri screamed on the phone.

“Y/N, let members of the public know about the attack and lead them to safety on that side of the neighbourhood, and meet Nemuri there.” Aizawa looked over at you, gesturing straight ahead, “Oboro and I will split up halfway, as Oboro has his clouds which he can use to travel more people to safety.”

“B-But what if one of you get lost halfwa-” Your eyes widen as you were interrupted by Shirakumo’s soft lips on yours. 

“Stop worrying babe.” He mumbles into the kiss before you two slowly part.

“I’m sorry, are you sure about your-” Oboro kisses you again but a little deeper before parting.

“We’ll be okay if you get lost just yell.”

“O-Okay.” You reply as you jump off Shirakumo’s cloud, “I love you Oboro.”

“I love you too babe, I’ll promise I’ll be back.”

Little did you know that was the last thing he ever said to you.

Credit of the colouring goes to: trashformha