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My Luxurious Girl Lip Cleansing Routine

A basic routine is using a lip scrub and balm, but not mine.

How to Achieve Soft Lips That Stay Soft

1. Wet your lips well.

If water is beading off, your lips aren’t wet yet.

2. Use steam on your lips with a brush.

You can use any lip scrub you want, cheap or expensive, and still have lips like you did before you scrubbed them. Your body is mostly made of water, so continue using water to soften your lips before you apply any type of scrub.

3. Cleanse your lips with oil.

Just like you double cleanse your face, do the same to your lips. I do this twice to remove dead skin, food that I could’ve missed wiping, particles and to moisturize after. I use a cleansing oil I made with rosehip, castor, vitamin e, citric acid and avocado oil. I added in citric acid for a very mild exfoliant and to moisturize. You can use any medium weighted oil to remove dead skin. I don’t recommend adding acids in if you don’t know what their uses are.

4. Use a very thin layer of healing lip cream.

If you use a healing cream as a balm and it caused your lips to peel even more, it’s because it didn’t have any hydration underneath to moisturize! You just used oil on your lips as a cleanser and moisturizer, so use a thin, water based lip cream on your lips before you use a scrub.

5. Now, it’s time to scrub.

For me, it’s more effective to use a lip brush or face cloth than my finger. I’ve read advice that says to use a toothbrush as an exfoliating technique, but the sensation of bristles touching your lips can be very uncomfortable and make you rush through your lip routine. You don’t need to use a harsh brush on your lips since the skin is delicate and your lips will feel tight from being rubbed raw. Your scrub is already an exfoliant, so you don’t need 2 forces on it.

6. Apply a lip mask. (Optional)

I leave this on for 10-12 minutes and use a face roller on my lips during this time.

7. Use a tiny amount of water on your lips.

After you’ve removed the scrub [and mask], apply enough water to cover your lips. As I said before, your body is made of water, so put more water on your lips for hydration.[If the mask was hydrating enough, skip applying water.] It’s instinctual to cover your lips in Vaseline or a balm right after, but that’s like trying to inflate a tire with a hole in it. You wouldn’t be moisturizing as much as you could since your lips have an ok amount and not adequate.

8. Use a lip balm, lip oil, overnight mask or whatever you use to moisturize your lips.

I use lip oil and an overnight mask on my lips whenever I’m not wearing lipstick or colored gloss.

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2022 will be...

- pilates and/or yoga 5 days a week

- taking care of my body, mind, and soul

- less screen time

- more podcasts and books, less social media

- home cooked meals and trying new recipes

- fresh flowers around the house

- peaceful days

- creating a staple wardrobe

- quality time with loved ones

- loose leaf tea before bed

- biweekly manicures

- at home facials, face masks, and gua sha massages

- growing in my faith

- working towards my dream life

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Mistletoe

Winter Holiday Event

Summary: Shoto had never heard of mistletoe, but once he learns exactly what it was. Oh, how could he ever not want to use it? Especially when work has been tiring both of you out an all he wants is more of your affection.

TW: Slight Obsession, Kisses, Female Reader, Aged Up!

Honestly, he didn’t know what mistletoes were until he overheard one of his colleges joking about hanging one at the agency to see how others react. Confused, Shoto asked more about it. If two people stood under it, they were supposed to kiss? If you wished to kiss someone, why not just do it. Then again, Shoto was never the best at finding the right moment. Leaving it up to you mostly for the physical affection. It always upset him when you didn’t get his queue's that he wanted something. Or when you told him it wasn’t the right time to go off and have sex because friends were over. It annoyed him, but he thought it was simply because he didn’t understand. He always wanted you. All he thought about was having his hands on you. His lips are on yours. Yet, you tried to tell him that he couldn’t always be trying to get your shirt up. It confused him, but he accepted it.

He still was unsure when it was appropriate, something he was working on. Perhaps if he hung up a mistletoe somewhere in the house, he could use that to get more affection. Steal a few more kisses from you. Shoto can show you when he wants affection without trying to drag you to bed right away.

Stopping on his way home, he picked up a mistletoe from a shop. Excited about hanging it up in the house. As he drove home, he was trying to think where to hang it. The entrance? The bedroom? The kitchen? He wasn’t sure where. It had to be somewhere you two would be a lot. As he got closer to the house he became jittery. A cute Christmas tradition that would get him some more attention.

It wasn’t long before he was on the house's street. Deciding on the kitchen to hang the mistletoe. It could be cute, stealing a kiss while you made dinner. Looking at the time, realizing you should be home soon. He rushed in to hang up the item. Excitement was flooding him. Rushing to the doorway to the kitchen, he hung the mistletoe. Nice and secure, close to the arch. Not super noticeable, but still visible. You’ll probably walk right under and not suspect it. Hopefully, you know about them, it would be embracing if you didn’t know about them. Since he only knew the basics. Stand under one and get a kiss, that’s all right? Hanging it up, he went into the kitchen and waited for you to come home. Hoping you would walk to him.

The door opened a few minutes later. “Shoto, sweetie I’m home.” He could hear you taking off your coat and shoes. “I’m in the kitchen.” Oh, how the excitement of everything was swirling in him. Shoto saw you turning the corner and heading towards him. Closer and closer you got until you passed under the mistletoe. He made his way towards you, stopping you in your tracks with a kiss. He felt how you froze at first. Probably startled with his action. But eventually, you melted into his kiss. Kissing him back. Yet, when you tried to break away from him, he only pushed his lips into yours more.

“Sh-shoto. I-I missed you t-too.” You tried to speak between his attack on your lips. Though your attempts for him to let go didn’t seem to have any hold. He just held onto you as he kept kissing. “W-what’s a-all this?” You seemed confused at his action. Shoto pulled away and pointed at the mistletoe in the doorway. You followed his hand and saw the little green assortment. It took you a moment to realize what it was. Looking back at him, giving him a little laugh. “Did you get a mistletoe?” Looking at him, he was nodding happily. As if he was so proud of himself. Quickly going back into the kiss. You managed to pull away from him. Trying to explain to him that it’s only when someone walks under it. He must of missed that part, does it not count as long as you two are together? It seemed you did know a lot about them. Perhaps more than he wanted.

For the rest of the day, he kept attempting to drag you back under to kiss you. It didn’t help you had a project due for work in a few days. After what felt like a billion times that you kept saying you needed to work. That you couldn’t just stand in the doorway all day and make out, with him. You loved kissing him you. Reassuring him over and over, but you were simply busy right now. Eventually you tried to avoid the kitchen. Instead of asking him to grab you the things you needed. It annoyed him, you couldn’t avoid the kitchen completely. So he simply always waited. Was always around, watching to see where you would go. It wasn’t that you didn’t give him enough affection and attention. No, rather you usually gave him enough or close to. Just recently with your busy schedule, you were always working. Even when you were at home. Yes, he was busy being a hero, but at least when he got home he could wind down. Shut off his work mind and relax. You couldn’t, you brought your work home. Ignore him and shut yourself off in your office. Shoto just hoped the mistletoe could give you a cute little way to relax and decompress. Just so happen it was a way that benefitted him.

When Shoto realized how much fun the mistletoe was over the next few days. Especially when he began to move it around. It just set something off in him. You can’t blame him, he just loves you so badly. All he wanted was a bit more affection. A reason to kiss and touch you while you were busy. Though, eventually, you got better at dodging him, entering the kitchen without him realizing it. It became almost a game to you. To dodge him, to enter the kitchen as many times as possible without being caught. A game he hated to lose and seemed to be. Shoto needed to find a solution, find a way that he can win at all times. His solution was to get more. Maybe adding more in other doorways will help him. All he wanted was just more of your time. You worked too much, always brought it home. If he had it his way, well you wouldn’t be working. You would be kept at home, waiting for him. Fawning over him as soon as walked into the door. The thought of you waiting for him every day, having you available for him anytime he wanted. It only rushed to his dick. Making him groan. Such a beautiful thought. Just getting rid of your pesky work. They didn’t need you, he needed you.

The thoughts rushing through his head were driving him crazy. All he wanted was to have you right now. To lay you down on your guy’s bed. Have his lips all over you. Kissing and marking your skin. When was the last time you had enough time for sex? Or when you were actually able to relax with him? Shoto couldn’t even remember. Right now, you were too busy in your office. When all he wanted was to help you and help himself. He was getting so hard thinking of the things he needed to do with you. Heading towards your office, hoping you had a break coming up. “Sweetheart, you free?” He was peaking into your office. Looking at your screen it looked like you were on a call, luckily your camera was off. You turned towards him, shaking your head and mouthing him a sorry. Of course, you were, when weren’t you. Leaving the room, he could feel the disappointment killing his mood. He was mad, but it made him feel guilty. It wasn’t all your fault. You liked your job, had worked so hard to get where you were now. Shoto could relate to that. Going back to the kitchen, he looked around. Seeing the mistletoe again. He needed more.

Telling you he was going shopping, he hopped into his car. Heading to the same store as before. Grabbing a new one for the living room, the entryway, even your twos bedroom. It was stupid he knew. But this silly little game seemed to make you smile sometimes. Plus, it helped him. Helped him get the affection he didn’t know to ask for.

Rushing home, seeing that you still were working. Shoto got to work setting up the new mistletoes. Excited about what you’ll think of them, hopefully, laugh and kiss him every time you two were under them. He heard how you were walking around upstairs. Probably on a break, printing things, but not working. “Baby, can you come down?” Hopefully, he was right as he called for you. Though as he heard you coming down he began to settle. Knowing he hadn’t interrupted you.

You glided down the stairs. You truly looked like an angel coming towards him. “You look breathtaking.” You blushed at his words, it was adorable after all these years you were still easy to make blush. Watching as you got closer and closer until you walked under the new mistletoe. Once you were close enough, his hands went to grab you. His lips are on yours. It was a desperate kiss like always. After a few moments, you managed to pull away laughing at how he was already trying to get your lips back. “No, we’re under the mistletoe. You have to.” It was a whisper as he ghosted over your lips. “No-no. It’s-it’s in the k-kitchen.” At your words he let your mouth go. Pointing towards the new mistletoe he had hung up. Looking over, he watched as your face showed the surprise of seeing it there. “You moved it?” But before he could answer you looked over at the kitchen. Seeing there was one still there. “Oh my God, you got another one.” Shoto’s face sprawled out into a smile. Oh, this was going to be fun.

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Some one shot and story ideas, but in meme format:

Platonic Yandere Shotou and Todoroki reader after being kidnapped by a villain and tied up to chairs, all because Shotou will lose his shit if you don't:

Platonic Yandere Step Dad Hawks sleeping with your mom he has no interest in, all because he wanted to be a father to you:

Yandere Bakugo making you carry him and do the same stuff he does for you after you had a heated argument with him that he does not treat you as an equal in the relationship:

Platonic Yandere Dads Enji, All Might, Aizawa, Kai, Hizashi, and AFO trying to be hip, cool and the relatable parent to you, or well when someone asked them how they feel about you as their sweet baby angel of daughter:

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𝙎𝙔𝙉𝙊𝙋𝙎𝙄𝙎: keigo remembers the first day he laid eyes upon you

𝙒𝘼𝙍𝙉𝙄𝙉𝙂: slight yandere themes !!! gender neutral reader !!! prey/predator themes !!!

𝙒𝙊𝙍𝘿 𝘾𝙊𝙐𝙉𝙏: 600

𝘼𝙐𝙏𝙃𝙊𝙍𝙎 𝙉𝙊𝙏𝙀: i love writing yandere keigo. i was thinking this would be much better as a series.

Keigo remembered the days he first laid eyes on you.

The sky was a mixed shade of grey; the leaves were turning from its vibrant green to the oranges and reds of autumn, and there was a nip in the air that made civilians bundle up in their warm jackets. It was more or less a dull day, even with the few petty criminals he stopped along the way.

He flew through the streets occasionally, stopping if only to give an autograph or a kind smile to a civilian, but otherwise, it was all the usual doldrums.

That was until he saw you.

It was strange because nothing, in particular, picked you out of the crowd. You were sitting just outside a large building, a warm cup in one hand and phone in the other, and Keigo considered approaching you, but from the expression on your face and the headphones in your ear, he could tell you didn't have the desire to talk to anyone.

Keigo found himself perched atop a building, just watching you scroll through your phone. Who were you? He'd never seen you before. Were you new to the city? Questions ran through his mind, and for a moment, the haze lifted, and he wondered what he was doing sitting and staring at this random person. Sure, you were captivating, but he met plenty of fascinating people that were much more interesting than you.

That's when you looked up at him.

Your gaze turned, peering up at him, and for a moment, the two of you made eye contact. You used your hand to block out the sun, and he could see those beautiful eyes. It felt like his world stopped, he couldn't breathe, and his heart wasn't beating, but it wasn't scary; in fact, it was peaceful. You didn't move when you stared up at him, your hands grabbing onto the hem of your shirt before you smiled at him.

Oh, that smile. Keigo took in a deep breath, his eyes narrowed, and he knew he looked like he was hunting you down, but it only made you laugh. Did you enjoy being looked at like prey?

The noises on the street covered up your laugh, but he could see your chest move, and the back of your hand holding your phone covered your mouth. You waved him off before turning on your heel and reentering the building.

Keigo wanted to forget about you. He went back to patrolling the streets, focusing on his job and beating criminals, but your smile nagged at the back of his mind and kept pulling him back to you.

Who were you? Did you know he was pro hero Hawks? Of course, you did; he's the number two her, but your reaction wasn't one he expected from a civilian who just met pro hero Hawks. Had he seen you before? Is that why his mind kept wandering back to you? No, he always remembers a face.

Well, he couldn't leave it alone.

He came back the next day, but you weren't outside; instead, you were inside the building eating on a bagel right by the window. Your earphones were still in, and you were scrolling through your phone that lay flat on the table. Just like it was the other day, you focused on your phone for a short while before your head tossed up, and a grin made its way to your face.

This time, he could hear you giggling at him as he flew by the window. You sat up from the table, pushed your chair in and left the room. Keigo stayed for another ten minutes, but you didn't return to him.

That's the day he knew you were the one.

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reader’s mom: Yn~ Can you say mama?

reader: Mama!

Mom: *claps* Very good! I’m mama! Now *points at Keigo* Can you say Dada?

Reader: ….

Keigo: Can you say papa?

reader:

Hawks, near tears: please, baby, say dada

Baby reader: O-O

Hawks: please

Reader: d-da-

Hawks, excited: Yes! DADA- DA- DA!

Reader: da... da

Hawks: DA DA!

Reader: Dabi. Dad Dabi. Otosan Dabi. Padre Dabi. Vati Dabi. DABI. DABI! DABI!!!!!

Hawks: okay so I think you have some learning disabilities-

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I am very interested in the platonic yandere step dad due to my ✨daddy issues ✨.

Also the Bakugo making you do everything he does I you. Lol.

I had Hawks in mind for that platonic yandere step dad idea.

Like imagine just coming under his radar one day, probably because he thought he saw his younger self in you- the scared child. You might have came under his radar when he saved you from a villain, and the image of you cowering away, eyes full of fear, struggling to breathe- that was something he'd never forget.

Then he started following you around, just to make sure you were safe. But then that wasn't enough, so he tried to befriend you. He'd walk you to and from school, treating you to lunch and snacks often, even carrying your bag and flying you back home. It was weird having him ruffle your hair and tell you to stay out of trouble.

Soon that wasn't enough for Keigo, and so he began snooping around to find ways to be a part of your life permanently. He found out you lived with your single mother, who was usually busy with work so she rarely ever had time for you. But that didn't mean your mother didn't live you. No, she may have not been around a lot, but she made sure all your needs were met.

It shocked you when you woke up to your mom and Pro Hero Hawks kissing in the kitchen. Hearing your gasp, they pulled away, smiling sheepishly.

Your mom would explain how she and Hawks have been dating for a while (just a month or two) and are soon planning on getting married. Your eyes widen but with Keigo around, you don't tell your mother how bad of an idea that is until he leaves for work.

Of course, your mother doesn't listen, saying something along the lines of "I'm the adult here, I deserve love too. I wouldn't do something stupid or something that would put us in danger." And so, a few weeks later and you were walking down the aisle as your mother's flower girl, Hawks gifted you a pair of diamond earrings, saying how glad he was to have a daughter like you.

It unnerved you how desperately Keigo was trying to become a father to you. Part of you felt bad because he was just trying to become a part of your life, but a bigger part of you was always on alert whenever he was around. Perhaps it was how fast he was rushing into this whole "bonding" with you thing. If he cared that much about being close to you, then he should've tried doing that before marrying your mother. Not to mention, it didn't feel like it was a mutually loving relationship. Sure, your mother loved Keigo- you could see that clearly with how much she blushed and giggled around him. But Keigo? He didn't look genuine with his reactions. His smile never reached his eyes, and you caught him a couple of times wiping your mom's kisses away, even purposely turning his head away from her lips.

It didn't make sense. If he hated or disliked your mother so much, then why did he rush in to marry her? It's not like you guys are rich or something. And you highly doubt your mother has something on him or manipulated him.

At least you got back at him in some ways for this alleged "hate" he has towards your mother. While he was reluctant to be physically close to your mother, you on the other hand were being drowned in his physical affection. Hugs, cuddles, head pats, hair ruffles- all of the things that you don't like receiving from him. However, it didn't matter if you told him to stop it or flinched away from his touch, even going as far as to leaving the room when he walked in, he still managed to get his way. And God did that infuriate you. Especially when he decided to go and talk shit about you to your mom, which then lead to her giving you a lecture about how "rude and inconsiderate" you're being.

The first time she scolded you after believing Keigo's lies, you were sad. How could your own mother not believe you? But you weren't even allowed to be comforted by your own tears as you suddenly felt a feather tickle your nose. You turned around to see Keigo standing at your door, his face holding concern. "Y/n, oh dove, why are you crying- what's wrong?" He asked, reaching out to wipe your tears away but you swatted his hand away before leaving the room.

Keigo sighed. He doesn't understand what he's doing wrong. What does he need to do to make you like him? To make you accept him as a parent?

The next few days went smoothly. Mostly because you spent most of the day out with your friends and often came at night when your mother would be at work while Keigo would be eating dinner or going to bed. You preferred it when he was asleep though, that way you wouldn't have to face him. But tonight, luck was not on your side. No, because when you walked in through the door, Keigo was sitting on a chair waiting for you.

"Y/n, you're late."

"To what?"

"There's a curfew-"

"Stop pretending to be my dad. You're not-" Keigo was in front of you in an instant, his hand gripping your jaw firmly.

"I. Am. Not. Pretending." He growled, eyes furious as you realised you had finally reached his limit. "I am your father. And I'm so sick of you throwing around a tantrum and not respecting me. I have been kind to you from the beginning, so I don't understand what I did to justify your insults." You glared at him all while trying to pry his hands off your chin, but he only shook it harder. "Nevertheless, my patience has run thin. I will not have you putting yourself in danger all because you want to be away from me. Now, you will go upstairs and stay in your nest until I say so. Do I make myself clear?" He asked, finally letting go.

Nest? What the hell-

You rubbed your chin, backing away from him. "What are you talking about-? Doesn't matter, I dont care. I'm leaving." Before you could take another step towards the exit, Keigo grabbed your arm and began dragging you up the stairs towards your room. While slapping at his hand, you managed to notice him punching in a passcode to your door, a digital lock that was never there in the first place.

You couldn't even question it as he swung the door open and pulled you and pushed you towards your bed, that was littered with his merch and plushies. You were still trying to comprehend what was going on when he snapped his fingers to get your attention. He made you sit on the bed and crossed his arms and puffed his chest, towering over you. "Now, you are to stay in your nest and think about your reckless behaviour. I already got your phone and I'm gonna take your other electronics away for now too. I don't like punishing you but you have really disappointed your father, Y/n."

You narrowed your eyes at him. "You have no right to punish me. I'm gonna tell mom-"

"She's not coming."

You blanked. "What?"

"She... is not coming." He said, his face turning grim. "Your mother was in an accident. She's in coma right now, but the doctors don't think she'll make it."

"W-what? No- I- when did this happen?" Your throat was closing up, heart sinking.

"Yesterday."

Your eyes filled with rage. "AND YOU'RE JUST TELLING ME THIS NOW!?"

"I would've told you if you came home earlier. I was at the hospital all day." You knew that was a petty excuse but you didn't want to waste more time arguing with him.

You got up. "I'm going to the hospital-" You were pushed back down on the bed. "No. Its not safe." Your confused face made him explain. "Look, I saw the CCTV footage and it looks like someone deliberately crashed into your mother's car. I think its a villains work- maybe someone is using her to get to me." He sighed, his hand cupping your cheek gently. "That's why I cant let you out of the house right now. Its too dangerous. If something were to happen to you, I'd- I'd never forgive myself."

You began crying, the world finally crashing down on you. Keigo immediately hugged you, pressing a kiss to the crown of your head as he rubbed your back. "Oh baby bird, don't cry. I promise, I will keep you safe. I will find out who was behind this. You don't need to worry about a thing. I will take care of everything. You just- you just stay in your nest, okay? Good girl." He said, hushing you before leaving the room, making sure to lock it from the outside.

Keigo didn't lie. Not one bit. He did mean every word he said. He was your father, maybe not biologically, but he was. He was going to keep you safe. Your mother was in an accident and that was all true. Sure, he was the one who caused it after he realised that the only for you to bond with him would be to make you rely solely on one parent.

You're his baby bird. And the sooner you accept that, the better it will be for you.

It sure took Hawks by surprise when he came to get you for dinner and you asked him for your phone to call someone.

"Who?"

"My dad- Dabi. Didn't mom mention him?"

Say what now?

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Cantabile. Yan Feitan x F Reader

Warnings: Yandere themes, unhealthy relationships, Feitan being terrible and the icky stuff associated with him.  Word count: 4.1k.

The low hum of a refrigerator. A generator sputtering as it takes in gasoline to output electricity. Creaks from old floorboards weighed down by two footsteps. One hurried, almost frenzied, the other calm and steady. The lighter of the pair’s heartbeat betrays her anxiety, you hear each reverberating thump echoing within her ribcage. Increased blood flow, shallow breathing, all the signs of the clear distrust aimed toward you.

You suppose it can’t be helped.

Spoon in hand, you manage to swallow another dollop of the porridge your unexpected hosts offered. It got nuked in the microwave, enough so that despite you leaving it to cool for minutes, each bite warms your mouth to a borderline unbearable amount. Your stomach is empty enough where you’ll gladly accept the under seasoned concoction as if it were ambrosia.

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Predetermined

wanted to start a new year of writing off with a bang >:D

Soulmate AU (red thread of fate)

Warnings: stalking, mentions of kidnapping, graphic depictions of violence, gore, blood, death, threats of violence

Word count: 9k

When Feitan noticed the red thread that hung from his pinky finger and trailed off in a random direction in the middle of the afternoon, he found himself hesitant to follow it.

He knew that he needed to follow and find whoever was at the end of it if just for the sake of his own nen abilities. To boost them as well as ensure that he would still have them by keeping his soulmate alive. It was something everyone in the troupe needed to do, to secure their soulmate once they discovered them, and they all would have done so regardless of Chrollo’s instruction. No one wanted to lose their ability to use nen.

But the fact that his use of nen was tied to some random person that he knew nothing about had the concept of soulmates leaving a sour taste in Feitan’s mouth. Whoever was attached to the end of that thread was someone that he would ultimately need to take care of, regardless of if he even liked them or not. All because of some oddity with the way nen worked that was completely out of his control.

And it was more than likely that whoever this person was, they wouldn’t be able to see the thread, so they wouldn’t understand the significance of meeting him. Feitan would either need to take a slower approach by building up a relationship in a natural manner, as Chrollo and Shalnark had done, or a more straight-forward approach by just taking them and going from there, which was the way Uvogin and Nobunaga had gone about things.

Feitan already felt more inclined towards the latter option. He was just passing through this particular area and had no plans to stay long. Along with the fact that he wasn’t the most sociable or approachable person around, it was just more practical to go with the second choice.

He quietly sighed as he began to follow the thread, finding himself wishing that his circumstances might be more like Pakunoda’s; she’d been lucky enough that her soulmate was able to see the thread and understood what it meant, though they didn’t seem to have a complete understanding of nen. Though he backtracked a bit on calling her “lucky”. Paku’s soulmate followed her around like a lovesick puppy, and though Pakunoda seemed to enjoy doting on them, Feitan knew he would quickly get tired of someone like that.

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| THE BNHA BOYS AND THEIR LOVE LANGUAGE |

FEATURING! — izuku midoriya, bakugou katsuki, todoroki shouto, kaminari denki, kirishima eiji

WARNINGS! — none!

A/N! — just my take on what their love languages are! yet ANOTHER draft. i’ve posted like three times this week because i’ve just been trying to clean out my drafts so i really hope you guys are enjoying😭

DEKU feels most loved through words of affirmation. growing up quirkless, deku never really received the proper words of encouragement that he needed to hear from inko. while things are different now, he still has moments where he feels as though he’s weaker than his classmates and it’s up to you to erase that doubt from his mind. deku grows to see you as another prominent figure in his life, a constant pillar of support in his life and he’ll very gladly demonstrate that to you through any and every mean of affection.

BAKUGOU feels most loved through quality time. we all know that bakugou isn’t very good with being vulnerable,,,or with words. it takes both time and effort to learn how to gently coax him out of his low moments without making him feel as though you’re pitying him. he’s a busy guy with a hectic schedule so whenever you guys spend together, it means a lot to him (even if he doesn’t verbally express it). once you guys get the hang of the timing, you’ll become a pillar of support for the blond; doing homework together, working out together, cooking together, napping together. it’s pretty much just the small moments you guys get throughout the week that makes bakugou’s smile towards you a bit softer.

TODOROKI feels most loved through physical touch. whenever you give him so much as a cheek kiss, this boy dies. growing up with endeavor’s harsh hand and words, your soft touch has him in a chokehold. especially whenever you chose to touch him in public (hand holding, hugging, kissing), he’ll get all warm inside and feels so lucky to have you in his life. todoroki will start turning to you whenever he’s angry, sad, stressed, or perfectly fine. he doesn’t really need a reason in particular, he’ll just lay his head on your lap and expect your hand to start running through his hair.

KAMINARI feels most loved through words of affirmation. it’s known to everyone that kaminari isn’t exactly top of the class in terms of academics or strength and he grows to rely on you to remind him that he’s more than that. he’s still deserving of his spot in class A and you’re there to make sure to let him know that a test score shouldn’t convince him otherwise. he’ll act all nonchalant about it and it’ll take gentle coaxing to get him to admit what’s bothering him, but he’ll eventually snap and fall apart in your arms. it breaks your heart to see such a beautiful boy feel so negatively about himself so you always try your best to remind him of his worth.

KIRISHIMA feels most loved through acts of service. if you offer to dye his roots for him, or give him a massage after a tough day, his cheeks will turn the color of his hair. he loves having you in his corner and knowing you’re always there to offer a helping hand. and when you offer to help him study, he almost cries because holy shit thank you so much, bakugou is too mean! overall really appreciative of all the support you provide, you give him the motivation to be his best self all the time in order to be that same light for you.

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MHA BOYS WHEN ANGRY

Midoriya Izuku

• Stores all his anger up until it reaches its boiling point then he goes quiet.

• Curly hair covering his half-opened eyes, probably hasn’t slept. Doesn’t have the energy to pretend to be okay.

• Lots of sarcasm but says none of it out loud.

• Scary because he’ll be fine until he snaps at whichever poor soul pisses him off and gets way way more anger directed towards them than they deserve.

• He feels awful afterwards.

• Records his thoughts to help himself calm down.

• Kacchan I will fold you, do not test me today

• He cries while he’s ranting to whoever he blew up at.

• Can be tamed with an All Might T-shirt

• Aizawa gives him a hug.

Bakugou Katsuki

• So pissed that he doesn’t care if he’s in the school hallway he lets an explosion off in their face.

• Doesn’t think straight when he’s pissed and will definitely be beating someone into the ground

• Only chance of stopping a soon to be homicide is getting Aizawa

• Still yelling bloody murder while in capture tape.

Or

• He stops yelling.

• He listens to the person pissing him off and then walks pass them while saying something that’s so random and mildly threatening that everyone goes silent.

• He’s quiet for the entire day and everyone’s on edge. He looks calm, too calm and it’s disturbing.

• Will give his enemy a death threat in the most nonchalant way that people start worrying when they don’t see them pop up for a while.

• Can’t be tamed, avoid all contact, stay 6- feet away and if contact must be made announce that you come in peace and keep it extremely brief.

• Anyone who gets him to snap will be getting to know Recovery Girl very well.

Todoroki Shouto

• Doesn’t keep shit in.

• Resting bitch face.

• Verbally abuses whoever got on his nerves right then and there. Disses their entire appearance then goes for the personality. For ex. ‘you damn mutt’

• Gonna be up in someone’s face if no one’s there to hold him back, holding him back won’t work half the time but it’s worth a shot.

• A fight WILL start if no one is able to get him to calm down and he is not losing.

• Verbal bashings make the people watching want to cry, it’s clear he’s been hanging around Bakugou a bit too much.

• His fire flickers off him.

• Someone goes to get Aizawa.

• He will argue with Aizawa.

• If the person he’s arguing with even mentions Endeavor it’s over for them, notify next to kin, capture tape can’t stop ice bitch.

Iida Tenya

• Attempted murder

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May I get a darling that’s trying to kill their yandere? Maybe trying to strangle them in their sleep or poisoning their food, blantantly trying to stab them when the yandere back is turned, hell maybe trying to piss the yandere off so much the yan accidentally kills them.

One character I can see this with is Shouto.

Like he just loves his darling so much, he’ll put up with quite a lot. Of course, after his darling poisons him for the first time, he’s understandably upset. The man would come up with some kind of punishment for his darling to endure, and then make sure there’s nothing in his house that they have access to that could possibly be slipped into his food.

When he wakes up gasping for breathe, sheets wrapped around his neck tightly, his darling pulling on the ends, Shouto would be shaken and hurt, having to use his fire to burn the sheet to a crisp so he could breathe. Why is there such hostility from the one he loves? He’s keeping them together, making sure the world can’t hurt them. Once again, he’ll punish them. Maybe he’ll use the same punishment as last time, or he’ll come up with a new one, something that hurts worse. The next night, he ties his darling’s hands to the head board, forcing them to let him lay his head across their chest.

It would take the darling a few months to work up the courage to attack him after the most recent punishment. Shouto sees this as them accepting his love, becoming more comfortable with him in their new home. One night he excuses himself from the dinner table, wandering into the kitchen to fetch salt for his steak. He hears the creak of the floor, knows that means his darling is nearby, so he turns to ask what they need. The knife in their hand makes him stop what he’s doing..... was his darling intending to stab him? His question was answered when they rushed forward, knife raised and aimed for his chest. He sighed as he side-stepped the attack easily. Did his darling forget he was a pro-hero? This punishment would be worse than the last two combined, simply because he made his darling beg this time. They were thoroughly subdued when he was done, sobbing into his neck as he held them close to his side. From then on, his darling was forced to sit in his lap, not allowed to touch the cutlery. They could only struggle as Shouto force-fed them, giving their side a pinch if they refused to open their mouth. 

He would almost break when his darling would freak out in the middle of making love. Everything would be going fine, they would be reciprocating like he had taught (trained) them to, not resisting, letting out pleasing little whimpers and whines as he touched them. But when he slid inside, his darling thrashed, began screaming and sobbing about how horrible Shouto was, how evil he was. It was so confusing, Shouto trying his best to shush them, comfort them so his heart wouldn’t hurt listening to them sob out their hatred of him. He would immediately run a hot bath, gather his darling into his arms and sit the both of them down in the tub, holding them to his chest and pressing their face to his neck as he uttered comforting words.

During one such tantrum, his darling had struck him, given a hearty slap of their hand across his face. It had hurt, but not as much as when they screamed out his similarity to his father. That made him snap. Within a second, Shouto had his hands at their throat, tight enough that their esophagus was immediately crushed, their words cut off. “I’m nothing like him.” he seethed, watching as their hands scratched at his own crushing grip, desperate for air. It was only when his darling passed out did Shouto realize how right they were. His father had never hesitated when hurting his mother. 

After that, Shouto broke down, crying as he cuddled his darling to his chest, pressing an apology to each kiss into their hair, tears running down his face, composure lost. He had lost his cool, and in that moment became similar to the man he despised most. His darling regained consciousness to Shouto sobbing into their neck, stroking their hair as he tried to calm himself down.

In the weeks that followed, every time Shouto caught sight of the hand-shaped bruises around his darlings neck, he’d pull them into a tender hug, his apologies incessant as he placed soft, fluttery kisses against their neck. 

He could forgive his darling if they yelled or shouted at him, if they tried to poison his food or strangle him in his sleep. But he would never be able to forgive himself if he acted like his father

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sweetheart;

— you were his only one, his best friend, his true love. His sweetheart.

Parings: yan!best friend shoto x fem!reader

Warnings: yandere behaviour, obsessive behavior, posessiveness, over protective shoto, fluff, reader is pretty naive.

note. hehe my first work....look i have been having writers block...so please excuse me..give this a chance and PLEASE TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK OF IT. feedback is so important please. thank you? ENJOY! this will help you understand their dynamics and shoto’s personality as well. also ps. I’m working on your lovely requests!!!

shoto adored you.

and that was pretty shocking for the people who knew him the longest, like his siblings and parent(s), because todoroki shoto was pretty cold in nature.

shoto refused to open up to anyone who wasn’t you. His childhood best friend. Or... his childhood sweetheart. it was like a miracle for his family. Shoto had always been a person who was quite. He preferred to not showcase his emotions. Your friendship with their youngest was a blessing.

For the todorokis.

Because with you shoto was starting to live life to the fullest. He was starting to enjoy life like most people. Only because of you. You made it easier for him. So much easier, for him to live.

You made him feel so... alive. you helped him forget every single dark moment in life that were caused by his father. You helped him grow out of shell and encouraged him to persue his dream of becoming a pro hero. and that’s why he joined U.A.

You felt so happy. he was your best friend. and when he left for u.a, you felt alone but happy..it was a golden opportunity for him. shoto was so passionate about his dreams. He told you everything. you told him everything. You missed him terribly. It had been months since your last face to face interaction.

but nothing was more important than his dreams right?

Wrong.

Nothing was more important for shoto than you.

Being friends for ten years. Your bond had gotten stronger, almost unbreakable. You two had basically become inseparable. and now you both were at the edge of adulthood. years had passed by so fast. Shoto had almost gotten his hero lisence.

and now that he had finally got a break from his trainings, he could see you. his pretty sweetheart. All of this felt so nostalgic for shoto.. “ah my sweetheart I miss you dearly.” Shoto laid down on his bed. Sighing heavily. The photo of you and him on his nightstand made his heart flutter in his chest.

This was so not like the shoto todoroki people knew. Closing his eyes, he inhaled. When were you going to be here? The ticking on the clock was synchronized with his rapid heartbeat. He couldn’t wait for the hour to pass.

Shoto wanted nothing more than to finally feel you so close to him, god god god... shoto was growing impatient, he needed to see you so bad. He missed you so much, so fucking much.

You were his only true friend. not that his friends here in ua weren’t nice but they simply weren’t you. you were the only one that could feel the voids in his heart. His innocent baby.

You were the most purest thing in this dirty world.

You were the only one.

you were so easy, always so considerate and sweet..you were his everything. shoto missed seeing your ethereal smile, your starry eyes. And most importantly your honeyed voice that callled out his name ever so angelically. “My sweet Y/N...I love you so much. My angel come to me please.” talking with himself about you was the only thing that kept him sane.

he couldn’t tell anyone else about you. no no no, what if midoriya took a liking towards you? Or momo took his place in your heart?

Oh no no no. shoto was your only friend. he could be your only one. Shoto didn’t like to be violent or loosing control. And he really didn’t want to hurt his fellow’s....but if they threatened his bond with you then he’d have no choice..

But to hurt them.

Shoto really didn’t want to go back to his old ways..those that were dangerous. he had promised you after all. And todoroki shoto was a man of his words...he couldn’t break his promises to you...never.

You, the quirkless one. and him with his hybrid quirks. You two were so different yet so...compatible. You were his missing puzzle piece. You were his rock.

You had seen him in his most vulnerable states. Whenever he cried, you comforted him with your existence. you soothed his aching soul. Shoto was so in love with you. So deeply and madly in love with you. You made him want to become a better man, son and...human.

shotos love for you shined in his monocoloured orbs, that longed to see your pretty face.

His lovely angel, his little sweetheart, the only one ruling his heart, his heartbeat that was you.

His only one.

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Here are some of my headcanons for the Phantom Troupe in college and I'm only including people that I have actual ideas for so sorry in advance.

Note: I wrote this at work and don't care about grammar/punctuation I'm just doing this for fun

Nobu: first off he's def a history/archaeology major; one of the kids in the class that you may or may not get weird vibes from depending on what he says or does in class; for example, in the back of his room he has his swords up on the wall and whenever someone asks about them he talks nonstop to the point where you question why he knows so much about them; when he comes on campus for classes he's the one following you as you're walking to your car to get your parking spot (there's literally three spaces in the back nobu!)

Uvogin: dude probably doesn't even go to college (respect it) but if he did I'd see him majoring in something like sports medicine; dude is all about the gains and becomes a huge nerd when he talks about protein and creatine shit; he's the guy in class that sits in the back and whispers to whoever is next to him but everyone can hear what he says bc dude has no volume control; "is this going to be on the final?"

Shizuku: her head may be empty but the girl has DREAMS; shes an art major and loves her little doodles but wants to take them to the next level so art school was the logical conclusion; hasn't kicked the habit of skipping classes (same); most days you can find her chilling in the art studio either sleeping or cramming all the energy she has into her final art project; when she has her senior year art exhibit the whole Troupe comes to support her and its a very nice sweet moment

Shalnark: computer science major and the stereotypical one at that; sits in the front of the class and gets there 15 minutes early to hopefully talk to the professor (brown nose); thinks that he can butter the professors up enough so they give him some slack on assignments; he is treading a fine line between being normal and being a silicon valley dude in his mid 20's; has to have lunch with Uvo everyday or he will be on edge (he needs to vent to his friends and so do I!) surprisingly is the one to make the class groupchat and will help people on the assignments

Phinks: I am so torn between seeing him as a kinesiology major or a finance bro there is no in between I'm sorry; regardless, whichever major he is in he's doing the bare minimum; "c's get degrees baby!" (VALID); is an avid people watcher in between classes and will send pictures to Feitan with no context; gets upset when Feitan tells him to stop sending pictures of people wearing sandals; "look some people just need to put their dogs AWAY"; graduates early somehow

Machi: she is right alongside uvo majoring in sports medicine or something like that but is the complete opposite; she gets super upset hearing him whisper in the back of the class; its like a fly in her ear (shes right and she should say it); she wanted to go into nursing but could not deal with the actual nursing school culture; has internships and jobs throughout school so miss ma'am is SET; def hangs with Shizuku in the art studio and unloads about her day

Feitan: quite literally never shows up on campus unless he really needs to; doesn't really talk to people about his classes but he majors in a foreign language; in reality he already knows the language so he passes all of his classes with no problem; when he comes to campus on the rare occasion he hangs out with Phinks and wears sandals on purpose to piss him off; his favorite part of the day is waiting for his reaction which he WILL film and he WILL save to his favorites

Pakunoda: shes majoring in public policy/political science and she is THAT girl; really wants to go to law school; has a great relationship with most of her professors and takes herself very seriously; is constantly networking and has the most pristine linked in account; her home office is immaculate and she churns out some of the best research papers ever; has weekly facetime sessions with various members of the Troupe; she wants to make sure her friends are doing okay; but god forbid she hears about a horrible professor bc she is the one who will be a big sister and will go directly to the dean to talk about it; what a gal

Chrollo: like the manwhore he is he's an English major and gets all the girls to talk to him; talks so much during class and takes the participation grade a bit too seriously; "i just think that the dichotomy between the sisters should have been something that the author should have explored more given that..."; seriously looks down on people who used cliffnotes instead of reading; in his mind, he thinks all of the books are great and doesn't understand why people wouldn't want to read; (people have lives nerd); when the troupe gets together there is an unspoken rule that no one asks him about his classes bc he will talk for hours and no one really is in the mood to hear about his theories on classical literature; "respectfully boss we couldn't care less about your books we just went through finals can we please have a break this one time?"

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Mistakes were made,,

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CAUGHT KISSING IN THE LOCKER ROOM

a/n: i need toshi’s massive hand around my head 😢💔

pairing: haikyuu men x gn!reader

featuring: miya atsumu, oikawa tooru, suna rintaro, ushijima wakatoshi

tw: suggestive

♡ MIYA ATSUMU

“tsumu! get yer eyes fixed on the ball! (-) hide behind kita-san or somethin’!” osamu yelled across the court, making your face flustered as kita casually stood in front of you, blocking your figure away from atsumu.

“shut yer trap samu! ‘m just not feeling well today!” atsumu yells back but shortly shrugs his shoulder down when he sensed kita’s gaze was locked on him.

right after the practice match, atsumu dragged you into the locker room. he slammed you against the wall with his hand around your head, ignoring the pain he felt on his knuckle.

little mewls left your lips as well as your pretty moans when atsumu’s tongue slipped between your closed lips. you could feel atsumu’s thick thighs were slowly rubbing between your inner thighs, pushing your legs to open.

“ts-tsumu wait” you tried to push him when you heard noises outside the door. but atsumu was too drunk with your scent and kisses.

atsumu’s body jolted and quickly turned his head when he heard osamu, suna, and ginjima opening the door.

“TSUMU ARE YA CRAZY? THE FUCK YER THINKING YER DOING IN THIS SACRED LOCKER-” osamu yelled his lungs out when he saw his brother making out with his best friend.

“atsumu no matter how much you love (-) you shouldn’t-” ginijima interrupts osamu’s yell but halts when suna stepped forward with his phone in his hand, smirking at you and atsumu.

“keep going, ‘m gonna film this and show kita-san”

♡ OIKAWA TOORU

you were heading to the volleyball locker room after finishing up some homework in the library. you waited in the locker room for your boyfriend to return from the practice while just scrolling through your phone.

shortly you could hear food steps over the door along with iwaizumi's voice scolding oikawa on the way.

"stop hittin' me iwa-chan! just wait!" the moment oikawa opened the door, he saw you sitting down on the floor, looking so effortlessly beautiful with glasses.

oikawa then right away slammed the door and stepped over. he scooched down, tilted your chin with his thumb and index, and kissed your pretty lips. slowly breaking the kiss, he whispered; "you look so pretty babe"

and the moment oikawa was about to kiss you or do something more, he was interrupted by the rest of the 3rd years.

they probably wondered what was taking him so long to get his books, but ended up catching his best friend making out with a 1st year.

“SHITTYKAWA ARE YOU INSANE? T-THEY ARE 1ST YEAR” iwaizumi yells, along with makki and mattsun laughing in the background.

oikawa quickly raised both of his hands and tried to explain. “iwachan it’s not what it looks like!!!!”

but all he got was iwaizumi’s scolds with makki and mattsun imitating oikawa and you, slamming each other on the wall as makki tried to kiss mattsun, earning a smack from iwaizumi on their head.

♡ SUNA RINTARO

after suna’s practice, he quickly brought you into the locker room without any words, as for you who was confused and clueless, you just followed where suna was taking you.

the second after the door closed, suna quickly wrapped his large hand around your waist as he started to kiss you.

you tried to push him away because you definitely saw the miyas walking far behind you two just now on the way.

“r-rin stop atsumu and osamu is-” but suna cut you off with a deeper kiss, ignoring the things you were saying.

pulling away from you, suna’s eyes focused on the door slowly opening, seeing osamu and atsumu pushing each other on the way in.

but both of the twins froze on the place and blinked a couple of times to see his best friend’s hand wrapped around their manager’s waist, and their manager’s hand placed on his broad chest.

atsumu was the first one to talk. pointing his fingers at both of you. “y-you” atsumu spoke, along with osamu following him. “s-suna what-”

both of them ended up yelling and laughing as they ran out of the room. “KITA-SAN THEY’RE CRAZY”, “SUNA AND (-) IS-”

“SHUT YER TRAP MIYAS”

♡ USHIJIMA WAKATOSHI

because you couldn’t keep your eyes off from ushijima’s thighs, chest, arms, hands, literally every part of him during the match, you waited for him in front of the locker room since you were too needy for his touch.

as soon as ushijima showed up around the corner, you promptly paced and grabbed his large hand, dragging him to the locker room.

you tiptoed while forcing his shoulder to bend down for a deeper kiss. ushijima lets out a little smirk before he wrapped his massive hand around your waist and another one around behind your head.

ushijima then leaned down while his tongue explored inside your mouth, both of you not aware of the door opening.

“wow wow wow what am i seeeeeingggg??” it was tendou. he walked into get his bottle and settled up seeing his best friend making out with a girl for the first ever time.

“well then, enjoy~~” tendou hummed, giving you a peace sign before he walked out, having both of ushijima’s and your confounded eyes fixed on him.

“tendou-san it’s not what it looks like!!!” you yell, simply to earn a hand wave sticking out between the door and the wall. you sigh but halts when you felt ushijima's fingers on your chin.

“can...can we continue (-)?”

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