I’m Glad! It’s Funny Because I Don’t Really Have A Big Sweet Tooth I Just Really Enjoy Baking!

“Why didn’t you let me know?”

Amajiki x Reader

Word Count: 3.1K

Warnings: None!

Genre: Fluffy awkward angst fluff stuff ?

& a Note: So after I made that little Hawks scenario I made this! This isn’t great, I’m not sure I like this, but I figure if I don’t post it now I won’t post it ever so, let’s go me. ahhahaha

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dont trust ara shes lying to you she loves jk more than anything @ice-cold-taeyong

Can @kaninabunny stop acting as if i know who this person named Jungkook is? Sorry sis idk him…

Kaminari: Hands McGee hits different

Sero: Don’t tell me you’re horny for Shigaraki

Kaminari: No like seriously. If he hit you, you would disintegrate

Sero: We-

kerosene. ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ

Synopsis: You and Touya were close childhood friends. However, one day you find out that your mother arranged a Quirk marriage for you.

Pairing: Touya Todoroki x reader, random guy x reader Warnings: Suggestive content, typical MHA violence, abuse, endeavor being Endeavor.

Part one! I have a lot written for this so I'm just going to split them up into readable parts! Be on the lookout for the others!! Also lmk if you want to be on the taglist! <3 Taglist: @jenos-eye-smiles

Y/N followed Touya through the familiar route through his house. The front door to his bedroom. You didn't really understand what was so important that he just *needed* to talk to you today. After a quick word and dinner with his family, you found yourself in his room.

"Come, sit." *He patted the spot on the mattress beside him as he sat on the mattress. You followed, sitting beside him. He was uncharacteristically quiet, seeming a bit red in the face.

"You know...there's been something I've been meaning to talk to you for awhile now." This caught your attention as you straightened up on the bed, facing him. "Yeah? What about?"

He averted his eyes from yours, a faint blush on his cheeks. "It's just...I...wanted to tell you..." He sat, letting out a sigh as he ran his hand through his hair nervously. "You know that I've always-like I've been-". He increasingly became frustrated with himself, not seeming to get the words he wanted to out. You tilt her head at him curiously, your eyebrows furrowing together. It wasn't often you got to see Touya so...highly strung to say the least.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm myself down, the faint pink on his cheeks soon became more apparent and redder. He looked back up at you, with a serious look in his eyes. "The thing, for awhile now I've realized that I" He stopped himself, still trying to find the right words. "That I, I mean I'm just trying to say that-" He was struggling so bad you started to get worried that he was actually having a hard time.

"Touya? Are you having a stroke?" You said seeming a bit more panicked. He groaned and facepalmed. "No, no I'm not having a stroke god damn it. Just. Just give me a second" He took another deep breath, shakingly exhaling. His face was completely red now. He looked you in the eyes once more. "I'm just trying to say that I- I like you!" You sighed a breath of relief yourself. "Oh thank god, I thought you were. And I like you too!" You smiled softly at him, not seeming to get the hint. He looked at you with a dumbstruck expression. "No, no Y/N. I mean I LIKE like you" Then you suddenly realized what he was saying. It was almost like a dream come true. Your childhood best friend, the one who you had a crush on for ages confessed to you about having feelings for you. You found the timing to be bittersweet of the universe, considering that you were supposed to meet your suitor today.

A frown graced your features, which didn't go unnoticed by Touya. "What's wrong?" You sighed deeply. "I like you too Touya...but" You began. "But....?" He felt a heavy weight in his stomach as dread began to fill him. "But...I'm supposed to meet a suitor today.." He went silent, his eyes widening at her words. His mind spun as he tried to process the words. He felt like a freight train hit him. Suitor? Engagement? Arranged marriage?

His gaze focused on the floor. He opened his mouth a few times, trying to find the words to say but he couldn't get any out. After a while, Touya finally spoke. "This...is...unbelievable. The quirk marriage you told me your mom was thinking about?" You nod, your feelings on the matter were quite negative to be honest, as you were secretly in love with Touya.

His mind reeled with a mix of anger and disbelief. "Do you....even know the guy?" He was almost afraid of what you would say. "I've never met him." However, he was definitely not expecting that. He let out a bitter laugh, his head shaking in frustration. "I'm supposed to meet him today." You added. That caught his attention, his cobalt eyes snapping to you. "You're supposed to meet him today?" The same day that he was confessing his feelings to you, you were also supposed to meet up with your suitor. The irony was cruel.

"When...?" He gritted his teeth. Every part of him was hoping that you hadn't met the suitor yet. "After I heard what you wanted to tell me." He sighed his feelings a twisted mix of relief and dread. He was happy that you hadn't met the suitor yet, but on the other hand, he knew sooner or later you would have to. He sat back on the bed, his head resting on his hands.

"This whole situation sucks..." She sat back down beside him, falling down on her back as she stared up at the ceiling. He glanced over at you, before mimicking your actions. You kept your gaze on the ceiling as you were deep in thought. "Maybe...we can prolong it by finding me a better suitor." You offered. Touya's eyes widened a flicker of hope in his gaze. "Are you suggesting what I think you are?" He propped himself up on his elbows, his heart racing as he looked at you.

"That depends...Are you nice enough to save me from a certain doom?" You joked, trying to make the tension in the room lighter. He let out a huff as he got competitive. "Of course I'll save you from a crappy marriage." He sat upright, a new determined look in his eyes. "How sweet of you Touya" You teased and he rolled his eyes, trying to hide a blush that was resurfacing on his face. "Yeah, yeah. Shut up" He tried to play it cool but there was a small smile that tugged at the corner of his lips.

You smiled warmly back at him and he found himself drawn to your smile, captivated by the way it lit up your face. He moved closer to you, putting his hand on your cheek. He decided to voice the anxiety that was on both of your minds. "What if....things don't go our way. And you have to marry that you?" You looked down, your hand resting against his. "I...don't know Touya..." He sighed frustrated, his shoulders slumping. "We'll figure something out...just don't do anything stupid."

Their moment was interrupted by your phone going off. You could already guess it was your mother texting you that the suitor had arrived. "Ah...I guess I have to go home now." Touya's heart sank as you mentioned leaving. He reluctantly let go of your head, his expression of disappointment. "Right..."

"I can be a little late..." You started, as he looked up at you confused. You wrap your arms around his neck, before pressing a loving kiss to his lips. He was caught off guard but quickly melted into it, his arms wrapping around your waist and pulling you closer to him. He returned the kiss fiercely, pouring all of his love and protectiveness into it. As the kiss ended, he pulled back slightly, resting his forehead against yours. They were interrupted once again, this time by your phone ringing.

Touya let out a frustrated sigh, his lips hovering just above yours. The sound of the phone ringing broke the two of you out of the spell you were in as you separated. "I'll walk you home." He stood up, pulling you up with him. "Come on. Let's get you home." You hummed in response, grabbing your bag that was dropped near his bedroom door with your free hand as he intertwined his fingers with your other hand.

The two of you suddenly found yourself outside of your house. There was an unfamiliar car in the driveway, to which you tallied up to being the arranged suitor. Touya's grip on your hand tightened upon seeing the car. Despite trying to remain cool and composed, he couldn't shake the flicker of jealousy and anger that flared inside him. He glanced at you, trying to gauge your reaction.

You looked at the car with a dejected expression, as you squeezed Touya's hand. Something didn't sit right with you. He could practically feel the sadness radiating off of you. Seeing you like this tugged at his heartstrings, and he silently cursed your mother for putting you through this. He didn't want to let you go, but he reluctantly loosened his grip, knowing that he had to. He took a deep breath and spoke in a hushed tone.

"You're going to be okay. Just...be careful. I'll be thinking of you the whole time." However, you still tightly onto his hand, refusing to let go. His heart skipped a beat as you refused to let go of his hand, your grip tight and desperate. He stared down at your connected hands, a surge of emotions coursing through him. He wanted to pull you into his chest and keep you as far away from any suitors as possible, but he didn't dare make a move. Instead, he just squeezed your hand back, his voice low. "You have to go in..."

"Touya.." You softly whispered, as your voice waivered. You didn't want to let go of him. Not after finding out that he's in love with you too. Not when you know you're about to be sent off with some random guy and you probably won't ever see Touya again. His heart ached as he heard the waver in your voice. The mixture of pleading and sorrow in just one syllable of his name. He can see the pain and the turmoil in your eyes that mirrored his own. He gently pulled you closer, the distance between you lessening. However, the two of you quickly separated once you heard the front door to your house open.

Your mother, a well-known socialite, stood at the door with her arms crossed. Touya's jaw tensed as he saw your mother step out of the door. Seeing her cold expression, he could tell she was in no mood for any sort of nonsense. He forced himself to maintain his composure, knowing that he had to keep his cool for your sake. Your mother glared at you, for being late. And for being with Touya of all people. She always went on and on about how he was a bad influence.

She narrowed her eyes at you, before speaking. "I would lecture you, but we have kept the suitor waiting too long. Come. Now." The two of you tensed up at your mother's curt tone. You opened your mouth to speak, to plead for Touya to at least stay, but you quickly closed your mouth knowing she would deny it. You hesitantly released Touya's hand and walked up to the ground door. You kept your gaze on the floor as your eyebrows knotted together in frustration.

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Fic Type: Requested Oneshot Fandom: My Hero Academia Pairing: Todoroki x Reader Summary: Todoroki is best friends with ♡, who is a shy classmate of his. The two friends have a huge crush on one another, but have their separate reasons on why they don’t want to confess to each other.  A.N: I deadass forgot to post this I’m- Word Count: 664 words

The crisp autumn leaves crunched under Todoroki’s boots. Trailing behind him, was none other than ♡. “I’m sorry, we’re almost there,” He apologized to ♡, assuming that they were growing bored. “It’s okay!” ♡ managed to squeak out. He stopped momentarily, letting his friend catch up to him. “What are we doing again?” ♡ cocked their head up at Todoroki. He gave them a small smile, “Just buying some things for later tonight.” ♡ thought back to yesterday, where he came up to them, asking if they had any plans at all. To which they responded with a shake of their head. He followed it up by asking if they wanted to hang out together the next day. ♡ agreed, wanting to spend more time with him. 

♡ wrapped their jacket tighter around their frame, as they trailed behind Todoroki in the store.”What do you have planned for tonight?” ♡ asked, watching Todoroki stare at an aisle full of different types of crackers. “Well... I wanted to try this one food I saw in a show. I thought you would like it too since you like sweets.”♡’s face heated up as he mentioned a small fact about them. “I didn’t think you’d remember...” Todoroki chuckled at them. “I don’t see why not.” He decided on a popular brand of crackers and hauled ♡ to another aisle. This time, it was full of sweets and candies. ♡’s eyes widen in awe, looking at the varieties of candy. “Pick a chocolate bar,” Todoroki gestured at the chocolates with the bag of marshmallows he was holding. Deciding on (dark, milk, white) they handed it to him and followed him to the cash register. 

Todoroki set the small bag on the picnic table. “Unpack these.” ♡ nodded as he brought out two metal rods. They unpacked the snacks, breaking the crackers in half and putting chocolate in each as Todoroki explained. “Um...” ♡ pointed at the rods, as if to ask him what he was planning on doing. He stuck a large marshmallow on the ends of the rod and created a small fire on his right hand. Once it was a golden brown, he set the marshmallow on the cracker/chocolate mix and placed another cracker on top. Todoroki repeated the actions for the next marshmallow. 

“Let me know what you think,” The two of them grabbed a s’more, and took a bite. “Wow, this tastes good!” Todoroki chuckled to himself, hearing ♡ exclaim about the treat. “I wish we could eat these more often.” ♡ shook her head in agreement, knowing their strict hero diet wouldn’t let them eat such a treat often. The two huddled next to each other, ♡ enjoying the small bit of heat that his left side emitted. “♡...there’s something I want to tell you. But I don’t know if I can,” His head tipped downwards. ♡ studied his face, seeing a solemn expression. “You can always talk to me about anything,” ♡ pressed him to continue. “Well...I have a crush on you...” He trailed off, turning away from ♡. Their body tensed up in shock. ♡ replayed his confession throughout their head over and over again. “Todoroki I-” “Shoto.” He looked back at ♡, smiling warmly at them. “Shoto, I...love you.” His grin faltered a bit. “I don’t know if we can be together though.” He admitted. ♡ raised their eyebrows at him. His heterochromatic eyes glanced at their expression. 

“Why not?” “I’ve never...actually been with someone before. This is my first time being around people my age.” ♡ frowned, remembering how he told them that he was rarely allowed friends or to even be around his siblings when he was younger since he was deemed a child prodigy by Endeavor. “It’s okay.” ♡’s hand intertwined with his, as they beamed at him. “I’ll wait until you’re comfortable.” Todoroki felt his heart beat faster. What did he ever do to deserve someone like ♡? “Thank you.” He squeezed back their hand. 

You don’t owe your parents a relationship.  We’re coming up on the holiday season right now, which means a lot of you are currently dealing with the overwhelming anxiety of having to spend a lot of time with families who mock, belittle and degrade you for the person you are and the life you choose to lead. Quite a few of you are sitting in dorm rooms or apartments, staring at your suitcases and boarding passes and wondering why you have to keep spending time and money and energy to go see parents and relatives who never seem to approve of anything you do.  And the honest answer is, you don’t.  As adults, a lot of us feel like we have to give our parents as much of our time, attention and energy as they want, because we think we “owe” them for raising us. They might belittle you for your appearance, criticize your job or make horrible comments about your partner. They might list off all the things they had to give up in order to raise you, and make you feel like you need to lead your life a certain way to “repay” them for their lost dreams. Many of us feel like we have a duty to keep coming back for more of this, even if we consistently walk away from these interactions feeling drained and worthless. But the truth is, we don’t have to keep enduring this. And we don’t owe abusive people anything, no matter how they might be related to us.  The fact that your parents successfully avoided going to prison for child neglect does not give them an unlimited license to treat you poorly. Potty-training you 22 years ago does not give them the right to call you homophobic slurs now. They are the ones who made the decision to have you and raise you, knowing that children don’t come with guarantees; no parent has the right to demand that their child turn out straight, abled, cisgender, wealthy, highly educated, or that their child follows the specific life plan laid out by the parents. Children are their own people who follow their own path in life, and if your parents can’t accept that, they are the ones who are kidding themselves - not you.  When you reach adulthood, your parents have to figure out how to have an adult relationship with you. Period. It is no longer their role to discipline you or make you ask for “permission” to do the things you want to do. That time is over - now, the two of you need to find a way to build a relationship built on mutual respect, appropriate boundaries, and recognition of autonomy. Your parents can give you guidance, advice, comfort, protection, support and voice their concerns, but you are not their pet, their plaything or their punching bag. If you are able to build a relationship that involves gratitude for the effort they put into raising you, that’s a wonderful thing - but you are not expected to endure continued abuse as a show of “gratitude”. Ultimately, it’s up to you to decide who you want in your life, and in what capacity. If you can put up with your family during the holidays, that’s great. If you’d rather spend the holidays with a family you built out of friends, that’s great too. You have a right to happy, healthy relationships, and you don’t owe anybody your sanity and self-esteem, no matter how many times they changed your diaper. 

Singer!Reader HCs

feat. Alt MHA bois  Part 2 Here

Pairings: Bakugo x Reader, Sero x Reader, Hawks x Reader, Dabi x Reader, Shoji x Reader, Tokoyami x Reader, Kirshima x Reader Notes: The songs I put at the bottom just imagine them with a fem! singer bc its the overall vibe I went for. There is a part two bc it got pretty long whoops

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Doesn’t openly talk about loving your music or you per se, but owns so much merch of you and your band. I’m talking posters, postcards, albums, shirts, etc. 

Listens to your voice R E LI G I OU SL Y

If he thinks he’s alone then he’ll try to duet some of your songs, convincing himself that you two would make such a great singing duo

UPLOADS DRUM COVERS OF YOUR SONGS AND FREAKS OUT WHEN YOU LIKE/RESPOND TO THEM!!!11

ALWAYS goes to your signings if he has time and when you signed his drumsticks with a heart mans is deceased

Always opts for more of your heavier/faster songs bc this man just needs the fuel to his anger. But on days when he’s really down or feels lonely he listens to your more softer and melodic songs, soaking in your vocals.

Rewatches your music videos and likes every single picture you post. 

Favorite song of yours: Calm Snow - I See Stars

Tells EVERYONE about you and your band, plays your songs on blast and recommends them to everyone. 

Doesn’t really own much posters of you/your band but he does have lots of apparel. (Shirts, beanies, keychains, etc)

LOVES attending your concerts, always gets front row seats to see your pretty smile. 

This dude man, he has pictures of you two on his page from every concert/meet and greet/ signings/etc that he’s ever attended. Like so many you know his name now. 

He’s more drawn to your easy-going, light vocals type songs 

But isn’t afraid to listen to your heavier stuff

Mans STREAMS your music videos and loves making edits of solely you

Favorite song of yours: Silence Speaks - While She Sleeps

SIMPING FOR YOU!!!! HE EVEN HAS A BODY PILLOW OF YOU IM--

Several posters, photos, stickers, albums, you name it he has it

Brings you lots of gifts to each backstage concert bc yk he buys that VIP shit

He will absolutely DIE if he sees pictures of you wearing an expensive necklace he gifted you or any sort of jewelry

Hangs out and talks to you so much that you guys actually become good friends!!

I feel like he would lowkey make fanfics about the two fo you. You cant tell me he wont

Has an ALT ACC WITH THIRSTY EDITS OF YOU!! Calls you his baby bird/dove/songbird/etc

I also feel like Hawks plays guitar or bass and he would def make covers or even collab with you bc yall besties now

Mans has a tiktok account and will def post videos of yall singing together 

Although he’s a really chill guy I feel like he leans more towards your slower songs that hit harder than the others

Favorite song of yours: The Fear Of Letting Go - Too Close To Touch

Being a villian and all, you know he cant come to your concerts/events but he damn well tries to. 

Doesn’t own much merch of yours as he accidentally burnt a poster he had of yours after a certain incident (he felt really bad bc he got mad)

I feel like he would def have a funko-pop or figurine of you on his desk

Loves jamming to your songs (blasting it so loud in his room that its literally shaking in there LMAO)

Watches ALL of your music videos, streams and BUYS YOUR MUSIC TO SUPPORT YOU HE LOVES YOU SO MUCH

Sings along with you omg even tho it hurts to reach your high notes

Thrives off of your more aggressive songs especially the one where he can feel the pain in your voice over whatever subject or whoever you were singing about

Definitely wishes he was that ex you sung about LMAO

Why can I see him punching drywall to your songs bc hes so into it LMAOOOO

Favorite song of yours: Crooked Smile - Too Close To Touch

One of the bois who don’t talk about their love for you super much, but instead is a closeted fan!

Watches your music videos on REPEAT, knows the lyrics to all of your songs

Whenever you smile at the screen or do something cute, he is STRUCK with love

Binge-watches all of your interviews/funny moments/etc, just loves getting to know you and seeing all the sides of you that isn’t the perfect singer that everyone sees

He does attend your concerts/events but he stays in the back for he doesn’t want to scare anyone or you with how he looks like

Why can I see him running an appreciation blog like-

Posting about your cute smile or laugh and he’s internally panicking bc you mentioned his blog in your latest interview saying that seeing all the kind things he posted about you made your day whenever you were down

Prefers the slower, melodic songs or where you’re just messing around

Favorite song of yours: All I wanted - Paramore

Have you SEEN THIS MANS ROOM

Like there is no doubt in my mind that he has posters covering every inch of his wall. Limited edition posters, signed posters, you name it he has it

Doesn’t really talk about you but if he knows his friends also listen to you, then he will def rant about you

“Hey Tokoyami have you heard _’s new song yet-” Man has bags under his eyes bc he streamed that song so many times last night listening to it on repeat. When the music video dropped he shared that shit on all of his social medias.

Def does covers of your songs, it fills him with joy when you repost his covers on your account with a nice message ‘You’re so talented omg!! <3 <3′ 

Also to me he would be the type of guy who posts lyrics in the comments if there isn’t any and would def go into detail about the lyrics meaning and such

Has a jacket full of patches of your band logo and album covers

He’s met you on a few occasions and he’s more than happy to stop and chat with you. Although he doesn’t go into full fan mode with you around, he respects you and instead asks about your day and such

Has no preference on your style, just that its you singing

Favorite song of his: Dance Macabre - Ghost

sunflowers and lilies

Synopsis: One day, Nejire receives an envelope, the labeling on which indicates that it contains highly sensitive information for their eyes only. Nejire opens the envelope, and inside is a short, affectionate, handwritten love letter from Y/N.

Pairing: Nejire Hado x Fem!Y/N

Tag list: @belovedhoon

CW: None just my usual WLW fluff for Hado I love her so much.

It was the weekend when the idea struck you. You've heard of several classmates confessing to their crushes via love letters. You weren't one to run up to your crush and shout your love for them at the top of your lungs so you decided on doing the latter. You sat at your messy desk, staring at a picture of you, Nejire, Tamaki, and Mirio at your 2nd-year prom. Your arm hung around her waist loosely, the blush on your cheeks forever captured as the two of you were close to each other.

You began scribbling away on the piece of paper. You were always adept at creative writing and poems, so you figured you would try it for Nejire.

'The soft sound of the rain cascading down against the glass panes and metal roof filled the silence. The only light was from the covered windows, a soft glow of city life. In this small space, we built our own little sanctuary. I watch you wordlessly. The rise and fall of your chest, how your eyelids tremble ever so slightly as you rest. Gently, I run my fingers through your hair, while you sleep. 'I love you,' The words echo in the back of my mind as I smile softly. You look so peaceful.'

You instantly began blushing at the words on the paper staring back at you. Tearing the paper from the notebook, you crumbled it up and groaned as you tossed it to your waste bin. This was going to be harder than you thought. Deciding to take a break from it, you stood up and left your dorm. Food could fuel your thoughts. Your legs took you to the common area where there was a kitchenette.

Unbeknownst to you, Mirio had gone into your room looking for you. Instead, he saw the balled-up paper in your bin as it was the only thing there. He leaned over, picked up the paper, and unfolded it. He always knew of your crush on Nejire, and his eyes widened reading the words on the paper. You were thinking of confessing to her. But seeing the confession in the trash made him sad. He smoothed the wrinkles from the paper as he folded it neatly, putting it in an envelope he stole from your desk and a sticker to seal it shut.

Making sure the coast was clear, he slipped the letter under Hado's dorm room, knowing she was studying there. The sound of rustling caught Hado's attention as she turned from her desk, noticing the envelope on her floor. She walked over to it, picking it up. The letter had no name or anything written on the ivory envelope so she opened it. Her eyes widened seeing the lily and sunflower stationery paper she had bought you as a gift.

Knowing it was from you, she read it. Hado's heart fluttered reading the words written specifically for her. Or so that's what she thought. Why else was it in her room? She held the letter tightly to her chest, as she opened her door to run out and find you. However, it was short-lived as she crashed into you, sending you two to the floor. At first, you were a bit annoyed, about to shout at however it was. But noticing it was Nejire, you immediately apologized.

She helped you pick up the snacks you grabbed from the pantry, and you grabbed the paper she dropped. You stood up, looking at the paper, then your blood went cold noticing it was the letter you wrote to her earlier. She saw your expression, and she put her hands up. "Wait-wait! Before you say anything!" You decided to suppress the urge to jump out the nearby window as you heard her out.

She took the paper back, looking down at it. She nervously fidgeted with it as a red blush appeared on her cheeks. She looked up at you with her royal blue eyes. Your heart skipped a beat as she looked at you so tenderly.

"Y/N...I love you too.."

This blog 100% supports dark skinned women.

Part two of Mirio x reader

Coming out soon! Keep an eye out for it!! 💙