I NOTICED IT IN THE MANGA TOO THE TINY PANEL WAS MY FAVORITE

So like

I dont know if you finished kinktober

But there are like no links on the masterlist of it

woah idk if this was late because my inbox is kinda broken but no I did not finish it’s right here and its only days 1-9 and theres no 7 so those should be the only links there

Tempting Tempest

Shark!Bakugou X mer!reader (+more)

Warnings: mentions of noncon/dubious themes, slight violence, sexual themes

A/N: this wasn’t even one of the big ideas I had for mermay, but I started writing it at work and it just sort of happened. I plan on writing scenarios for both option one and option two (see the end of the fic), and if I get inspired, I’ll write scenarios for more characters too! I love mermaids so it would just be wrong if I didn’t post something for mermay.

Peering over a large lump of pink, spindly coral, your eyes narrowed in on an octopus, languidly scuttling its way through the sand. You licked your lips and heard your stomach rumble: octopus wasn’t the most tantalizing meal in the ocean, but at the moment, it was the safest when your food sources were so scarce. That, and a couple of its legs could satiate a few of your sisters who, like you, have not been mated as of yet.

It was May, which meant that it was time for the more male-dominant pods from the south to migrate up to the central waters to enjoy the warming waters. Both your sisters and other pod-mates alike had been snatched up by these tail-hungry mermen, either by being wowed and wooed by different trinquets and talismans the males had created for special bonding occasions such as these, or for the more stubborn and jittery merfolk such as yourself, being captured and forced to mate. Wooed or not, you wanted nothing to do with it, and the repercussions of avoiding the frenzied scuffle was lack of food and resources.

So that Octopus was yours.

Your tail swished back and forth as you slowly pulled your dagger out of your side pouch. Tasty or not, you and your sisters were going to feast. But just as you were about to pounce, a dark shadow loomed over the octopus. You looked up to see a marlin and your dinner-plate eyes only grew that much larger.

Mine.

You swam, fast and furious towards your prey, jetting through the water with smooth finesse. You were the swiftest in your pod, something you pride yourself on—even still, that marlin saw you coming a mile away and darted quickly in the opposite direction. That didn’t stop your pursuit. You chased the giant fish under large, rocky arches and through a tall, kelpy forest, determined to make the fish your meal.

It took you far too long to notice the second shadow that had been falling over you throughout your fishing endeavor. Missing a beat, you slammed yourself into a rock the marlin used to scale to get away. Goosebumps appeared on your arm when you heard snickering from above you.

Looking up, you could see only his silhouette. You couldn’t tell who it could have been, but you knew he was male by the sharp point of his fluke; he was a shark—possibly one of the most violent breeds of merfolk around. A short glance out into the abyss and you saw the marlin miles away. Your hungry brain told you that if the merman was in pursuit of the fish as well, and that if you were to fight him for it, you would undoubtedly lose, but looking back at the silhouette, you could tell by the tilt of his head that the merman had no interest in the marlin. But he had his own dagger in his hands. He was hunting and you were his game.

Before you could get another moment to think, the merman curled down in a beautiful arc and dove down straight for you. You inhaled through your gills and bolted away in an entirely new direction in an attempt to throw your pursuer off, but with a deliberate flick of his tail, he made the sharp turn and was trailing behind you in no time.

You stayed low, hoping you could lose him after swimming around around large stacks of sediment, but whenever you could steal a glance back he was right there, grinning wickedly, advancing on you even more.

“You can’t swim forever, little guppy,” you heard him snarl behind you, his tone half-amused with a note of agitation. You felt fingers curl around the base of your fluke, and though you tried to jerk him away, his grip was vice.

You descended, skidding along a sandy seabed, scratching your arms and torso on absconded rocks. You hissed in pain, but managed to keep a tight hold on your dagger throughout your entire fall. Large hands grabbed a hold of your tail and flipped you over with ease, pushing you back down against the seabed where pale, glittering sand pushed up off the floor and floated around you. Finally able to see your attacker up front, you had to hold your breath to keep from gasping.

Despite hating him on sight, there was a moment where you thought to yourself that he was the most gorgeous creature you’d ever seen. Ash-colored hair swayed gently with the easy ocean currents. Hungry, crimson eyes were a beautiful, stark contrast to the incessant blue that flooded your everyday life. And the way his bronzed abs flexed as he caught his breath had liquid heat rushing through your tail. You wanted to reach out and touch the hook-shaped scar on his left peck. It wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world if you did. Merfolk were curious creatures, and most of you found that the easiest way to satiate their curiosities was through touch.

So you did. You lifted your free hand and drew your fingers along the rough edges of his scarred skin. He bristled at the contact, but didn’t stop you, opting to eye you with equal interest. You felt the beat of his two-chambered heart thrumming against his flushed skin. It was mesmerizing—almost as much as the gentle rumbling that reverberated from his chest—the tell that he was ready to mate.

The tips of his fingers touched your bare shoulder, slid up your neck, and found their home on your chin. He tilted your head once to the left, once to the right to check your neck to see if you’d already been mated. He let out a content hum and placed his hand on the back of your neck. Fluttering excitement buzzed down your spine to your fluke, and you slapped your tail against the floor to try to ease your sudden fervor. It didn’t help, and by the look on his face, he knew he had you. You thought for a moment that maybe you could mate; there really was no reason to be so stubborn. It was only natural and you were of age. The alluring rumbling from his chest was obviously getting to you, but why would you let yourself be mad over being picked by a very attractive suitor. You could mate with him. You could…

But then he had to go and speak again.

“Not so keen on fleeing now, huh?” The triumphant tone he kept had your scales flaring. “And here you had me thinking you were gonna put up a bit of a fight.” He flashed a toothy grin. Sharp. Dangerous. You didn’t want those teeth anywhere near you.

You swung your dagger at him. He caught your wrist with ease. His grin only grew wider as he pinned your arm back against the ocean floor. You hissed at him, grabbing a fistful of sand and flinging it at his face. He coughed and sputtered, so you used that opportunity to sweep your tail up and across his stupid, beautiful face. He let up and you were able to kick against the floor and swim up in a desperate search for an escape.

From the view, it seemed you had three options.

Option one: you could brave the sea cave you spotted miles away. The contents of the dark were unknown to you, but you figured you could brave the unknown and wait until this merman loses interest. You probably wouldn’t be able to eat for the rest of the day, but it sure as hell beat being mated to some arrogant, two-pricked shark. (Octo!Aizawa—noncon)

Option two: fight the arrogant, two-pricked shark. You might’ve not been the strongest fish in the sea, but you were fast and, at times, cunning. Your pride was on the line anyhow and if it was a fight he wanted, it was a fight he was going to get. (Shark!Bakugou—dubcon)

Option three: swim away some more. The ocean was vast, but you were bound to run into something or someone that could help fend this fiend off of you sooner or later, if he doesn’t get tired from the chase first. Swimming away would surely open a few more paths for you too. But you’d have to be fast. (Other mer!character scenarios that may come up)

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This just be my opinion but I’m afraid to share it tbh. I feel like Imma be attacked. But I don’t see how it’s wrong. Maybe it’s just me?? But others could see it that way but not everyone does. I don’t. I don’t even really see it as a design choice. I just see it as a physical trait. I see a bunch of people drawn like this and they aren’t even black a lot of the time. Idk, this just my opinion, please be open minded and don’t attack me. If you want just educate me and tag me cuz Im really tryna see others perspective on this. 

Also when I draw my OCs I dont necessarily draw it like this but I do shade it like the last one. And they aren’t black. So like, if that’s wrong please tell me how

Hey jsyk it’s 2018 and if you’re still drawing characters with big lips like THIS, even if they’re pale/not black, it’s fucking racist. Stop doing it.

No excuses. “It’s a stylistic choice!” It’s a RACIST stylistic choice.

“Idk how else to draw big lips!” That’s because you relied on racist caricatures and are a bad artist. Teach yourself. Learn. If you’re not willing to do that, then you are a bad, racist artist.

“But it’s part of the character design!” Yeah, and it’s racist. If it’s your OC, then change it. If it’s not your OC, make the right choice and draw them with normal looking bigger lips instead of this racist monstrosity.

And if this post makes you uncomfortable because it’s calling you out for stuff you’ve done, good. Fix it. Own up to it. Grow.

If you see this and you’re first thought is to defend this: you are racist. You are part of the problem. Congrats. Now work on yourself and unlearn that.

THE GLASSES MOVES FROM PERSON TO PERSON

Haikyu!! MSBY Black Jackals

Smh I'm just gonna find every picture of hyunjin in my gallery as revenge >:( for biaswrecking™ me

What in earth are you doing? Omg wait.. what? Wait that last middle gif. Wait, Alice this isn’t fair. Jesus Christ and you sent more of these.

FUCK!

iwaizumi: *likes/reblogs/follows/queues 100 more reblogs*

Pinky Promises |Bakugou Katsuki x Reader|

Hey guys, the long-awaited PInky Promises Part Two. It’s finally out guys, not going to lie this is long. I think I will cut back on this, possibly to make it part four. Despite it being a bit of a wait, I hope you all enjoy this! 

Taglist: @blackgirlanimes​ @songbird-writer​ @rattycakes263​ @lady-bakuhoe

Without anymore delay from me. Here is the Part Two of PP!

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Departure & Promises

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 Frustrated,  Katsuki released another displeased growl as he paced back and forth in his room. He wanted to talk to you outside your house that night, but he heard your sobs. The sound cleaved him in two, guilt seeping into his very soul.  Deep down in his mind, he could move toward you to apologize, but he hated that it engraved his stubbornness into his very being. He knew that it would be easy to say those two brief words that would make this all better, but his pride and stubbornness would only end up botching them. 

However, the teen didn’t have a lot of time to mull over things. He wanted to convey to you how he really felt,  because today was the day you’d be leaving for an entire year.  

Why did it have to be so long, anyway? How could your parents just dump you like that and not care?  

Only silence answered his questions, making him feel more irritated further than he already felt did before. Your actual parents didn’t have any sense for giving you up. Katsuki thrusted his fist out to relieve his anger that seemed reasonable at the moment.

To him, you were his own walking, talking source of happiness, your smile erasing all of his anger and woes. It saddened him to think about your goofy ass smile disappearing for a long time, leaving him with nothing but a space in his chest. It made him want to seek you out, to just hold on to you and engrave the look of your smile and what it made him feel into his bones. 

Now, that very smile -the one that soaked his dreams in honeyed delight when his nightmares threatened his mind. You might get swept off of your feet by some shitty extra.No one was worthy of something so special except for  Bakugou himself.. It left a bitterness swell inside his chest. Countless shitty ‘what ifs’ piled up inside of his mind, causing him to stop his pacing. 

“Arrgghh! Screw  this shit!” He cursed. Why was he letting these weak thoughts run rampant in his mind? Weakness was the one thing he didn’t stand for in his life, so why was he letting it consume him now? Bakugou knew exactly what he wanted from life; to chase after his goals, to beat all of life’s challenges, and to find a partner tray would accept him and treat him as their equal — which was you. 

 Then thinking about the hurt expression on your features when he said those stupid words to you, it made him realize that he didn’t deserve you. All his bravado made him pause, closing his eyes to calm himself, wondering why he didn’t say something in that moment. 

He never admitted openly whenever he did something wrong—He brushed under the rug while a threat dared anyone to mention it. Instead, with you he didn’t mind if you expressed your anger at  him. You just walked away from him instead of saying something which unnerved him to no end. It made things feel all that heavier for Bakugou, like he realized. That this would be his last chance to tell you how he felt. All that he wanted to express did not match up because he lashed out instead.

Yes, he could admit it damn Deku for getting in his head space. He wasn’t man enough to at least  say that he was in the wrong, even if it was directly to a person’s face. Katsuki glanced at the photo he kept on his dresser with you in it. A goofy ass smiling lifted your lips upward hugging him close to you, yet he hated how he got so flustered that day.

Still, he couldn’t help it; you were just too damn soft for your own good and that perfume that suited you only added to the problem. “Damn it, I  just wished I could take back what I said to her.” Bakugou huffed to himself. He pulled out his phone to glance at the screen, checking for any messages from you. To his surprise that was not a single text, or missed call appeared on the screen of his phone from you. 

Should I really text her something? No, I can’t do that! I have to say it in person…

He gripped his hair in annoyance, letting out another huff with a scowl shaping on his lips. No, that would be useless. He needed some way to make this up to  [Y/n], not a text message when he  messed up so bad. You probably thought he would not show up to say goodbye given how cold he’d been. It was a fair point to make. Now he had to listen to that damn  Deku lecture him about how he wasn’t being considerate.

That’s the last person he wanted to give him to give his fuckin’ two cents. While Katsuki got involved deeply in his thoughts someone came into his room announcing themselves. 

“Hey, Bakubro!” A voice called out cheerfully, causing  Katsuki to narrow his scarlet eyes into a glare, not happy about the intrusion. Why did that hag let that shitty hair come in? He wasn’t in the mood to see anyone at the moment he groaned; he didn’t want to hear his loud ass voice right now.

“Shut up, idiot!” Katsuki growled, his hand coming down in a karate chop on Kirishima’s head.A yowl in pain escaped Eijirou who came to bring his hand to rub the bump on his head. 

He winced, rubbing his bump, glanced at the blonde giving a sigh himself.” Geez, I was coming by to see how you doing Bakugou. Why did ya have to hit so hard,  man?”

Ignoring the shitty hair, he did not have time to hang out with this dumbass he needed to figure out how to clear things up with [Y/n]. “Bakugou, you need to man up, like seriously.” Eijirou’s brow knitted in a frown, his voice filled with concern for his best friend who’s glare deepened in his direction.

“Dumbass! I don’t need your help.” Katsuki’s eyes flashed in defiance, his tone furious  mixed with an unfurling, unrelenting stare demanding he didn’t continue. His worrisome opinion wasn’t he wanted because this was something he needed to fix himself. 

“What good is lying to yourself man…” Kirishima shook his head in disappointment, he placed a hand on his shoulder turning him around to face him. In reply, Katsuki smacked his hand away from his shoulder, hating that even this goofy idiot was using his brain.  An idiot giving him advice that was sound, though where had this Eijirou been all the time they were in school-maybe he was just having a moment.

“I know my [Y/n] wants to see you before she leaves.” he stated truthfully, he visited you along with Deku and the others just as your family was getting ready to depart. Your eyes looked so sad that you didn’t see Kastuki there among everyone. Kirishima gave him a hard look when he scoffed at his answer to [Y/n], but not that hard to tell he liked her by the light flush on his cheeks.

“It’s none of your business Kirishima.” Bakugou scowled, he wanted to see you though that sad expression clenched at his heart, as he stopped for a minute his eyes widening for a second.  Your flight  didn’t  leave for another hour, wasn’t it? He hoped that you weren’t preparing to head off early, not yet he needed to see you.

“I thought she wasn’t taking an early flight?!” he shouted at him. Eijirou eyes widened in surprise to see Bakugou’s shocked expression, and another string of curses escaped his mouth. Nothing would keep him from seeing his dumbass, not mention were you down in the dumps by what he said. You left early because of what he said to you. A thought unnerved him, making Katsuki wonder if you would even come back.

“Shitty hair we are taking your car to the airport.” He pulled Kirishima by the collar of his shirt, dragging him out of his room hurriedly. Damn him if you left without listening to what he needed to tell you. At least he would tell you what he needed to last night from the argument that transpired between you.

“All right, all right, Bakugou!” Kirishima chuckled at his friend, as he grinned a little feeling it was about time he faced up to his manly feelings. [Y/n] would be in for one heck of surprise, though he hoped you both stopped dancing around each other.

“Stop grinning, dumbass!” Katsuki glanced at the redhead with a goofy-looking grin on his face.Kirishima just grinned wider causing the blonde to roll his eyes at the antics he was displaying. 

“Manly displays of admittance ain’t shameful-” Kirishima started, his eyes gleaming with admiration. He got a fist hitting him in the head. One thing was for sure, he wanted to make it before he lived with regret–regrets were something Bakugou Katsuki would never be subjected too.

He’d be damned if you left without hearing what he needed to tell you.Katsuki never could face the denial of his feelings for you, not wanting emotions to impede his own goals.

Katsuki was in love with [Y/n]. He just hoped he wasn’t too late to tell you his genuine feelings; his time was slipping through his fingers. The seconds were slipping away so he couldn’t waste time.

Just wait for me [Y/n]… I’m not letting you leave so soon, dumbass.

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A grand farewell party memorable send off with your friend’s is something you wouldn’t forget.[Y/n]  headed out for America to meet her biological parents. You knew that your hope in thinking Bakugou would be there made you hopeful. No one had heard from the explosive blond at all as most of his friends tried to reach out. It still made you feel like nothing until you got that stone wall of his stubbornness to see sense. You maneuvered through the crowds that filled the pack airport your parents walked with you. 

While your parents went to get the tickets together you set your gaze toward the enormous glass windows.  The morning had already ended to cascade a beautiful sunset across the sky that was a spectacular view for you. A stunning view that didn’t uplift your mood..At least you would have your memories of this place  with all your friends, though something deep down inside you couldn’t left of being unfilled.  A few moments away from going across the world to meet people you barely knew.

I should be excited to do this, but how come I can’t stop thinking of Katsuki?

That was  the most prominent that he would not show up. It’s not like you needed to dwell on the possible because when your friend wanted to be stubborn, that was it.You spent a few moments shifting through music between text messages from your friends.. They wanted to see how you were doing while you waited to board your flight, and you always found the group chats to be full of interesting banter.  You were currently in one right now with Izuku, Mina, Ochako, and Denki. 

They had been trying to cheer you up since Katsuki was a no show at your farewell   party.You were currently reading the first few messages that appeared in the chat, as you seemed to miss  some of the conversation that transpired. Apparently, there was a lot you were missing  about the conversation, so you read through the group chat. At least this would keep you entertained while your eyes scrolled through the conversation.

Acid Queen:

I can’t believe Bakugou! He should have at least came to say goodbye to [Y/n].

Green bean:

I know Ashido… -_-; Kacchan has always been stubborn, and I’ve got a pretty good hunch he’s at home angry at himself.. 

You weren’t really trying to think about Katsuki at the moment though in the beginning the conversation seemed to start that way. Your eyes drifted toward though Ochako’s comment made you interested to know what she was talking about.

Gravity-Hime

I think it’s obvious why Bakugou’s like that. ^-^ I’m surprised no  one has really figured it out yet.  But, I can’t really talk.heehee

Frogger Girl:

Like how you have a crush on someone in this cha–”

Gravity-Hime;

Tsuyu, shh! It’s a secret this not the chat for that >/////<

Greenbean:

Wait a minute…crush? Who is it—

Acid Queen:

Let’s get back on topic guys! Back to our Atomic tempered friend here.

Pika-Thunder:

Aw, now I wanted to know what that was about.  What a way to ruin the fun Mina. v-v

Acid Queen:

Shut up, Kaminari! 

This is not the time. We got more important matters to discuss.

Like how to get him too–Oh, shit!

The conversation was becoming entertaining for you to read you found your curiosity peaked. What had  they learned about Bakugou, which you didn’t already know? You hoped to learn about the topic further until Mina’s outburst led to the reason for the name that entered the chat. It made you understand the cause for concern which everyone was scrambling to typing fast.

Explosive King and Rockin’ Riot have entered the chat.

You clung to your phone staring at the screen debating whether you should watch what he says. Or let your nerves take over to just close the screen out altogether? Screw it, you went with the latter to read the comments since Katsuki joined the chat.

Explosive King:

What are you shitty dumbasses talkin’ about?

Green Bean:

W-what a surprise Kacchan..um how’s it going?

Pika-Thunder:

Hey Bakubro!

You missed the party with [Y/n]! It was so much fun, man.

Acid Queen:

Hey, Bakugou, Kirishima! It’s about time you guys showed up!

Explosive King: 

Stop calling me that,idiot!

Damn, Deku.

Rockin Riot:

Were a little busy guys!

Our Bakugou has finally man’d up another level–

Explosive King:

Shitty hair! Stop. Fuckin. Talkin. 

You wondered what they were busy with at that moment you noticed Bakugou exit the chat. Your eyes scanned with the comments from Mina, and the others wondering what Kirishima would say next. Since the blonde was no longer in the group chat—he probably was reading the conversation before he arrived. You got interrupted before you could read the message that got sent in the group.  A sudden grasp on your shoulder startled you out from the beeps and the buzzes of the chat notifications.

“[Y/n], it’s time to go sweetheart,”she smiled at you softly in return and you gave a bit of a sigh. You stood up to follow her toward the gate while slinging the strap of your backpack over your shoulder. Heading your way to the line filled with more people that planned to take the same flight, you spotted your Dad saving the both of you a spot in line.’It will be quite a while before I see this place again.’ Your thoughts dampened a little walking alongside your mother until you both were next to your Dad.

Your father ruffled your hair a little, giving you a reassured grin trying to lift your spirits.  “Don’t worry [Y/n],”his voice cheerful, wanting you to think about the positive.” It will only be for a year. Who knows? Maybe Katsuki will be here when we come back.”

Shaking your head with a laugh, you gave an amused smile at your father. “Maybe you’re right? Somehow I wonder if I would rather get pranked first, old man.” You said sarcastically, you  still hope that maybe you’ve got the outcome you wanted. The line moved once more, turning your eyes back forward, getting lost in your thoughts again. Once you got on that plane you would be too far away to face Katsuki–he seemed too busy to bother to call you. 

Perhaps, thinking it sounded better to not stress over someone who you never understood, or you thought you had a good grasp on your entire life.What you could not fathom was a loud young man’s voice screaming through the airport.

“Dumbass!!,”You knew that loud gruff voice anywhere, your eyes widened in surprise.

Everyone in line at the terminal jumped a little at the outburst while you were too busy trying to find Katsuki, he was the only one who’s voice could command that level of volume. Deep down, you wondered if it was him though another part of you sounded like an idiot for doubting that much.

“I know you can hear me, [Y/n]!”he called out once more while sending a few curses along his way in the crowd.”Move out of my way you shitty extras!”

Yup, that indeed was your Bakugou all right you tried to blink back tears that wet your eyes. Before your parents could stop you your feet moved on their own accord, making your way through the line to get to him. You wanted to see him. You darted out from under the rope barrier following the sound of his voice, yet he sounded far away. If he kept on shouting like he had been you would be there in no time.You felt your heart thud wildly in your chest in excitement filled with an eagerness to see those sharp scarlet eyes, you’ve missed. Your feet started moving once again moving toward the middle of the spacious area shifting your eyes to dart around the airport.

You wondered just how far Bakugou was from you moving your gaze to take a gander around the area. In hopes you find him when you didn’t you picked  up your feet to run once again bobbing and weaving through passerby’s. While on the occasions giving short and quick apologies when you bumped into someone. A shuffle in the crowd broke apart a little at a time, making you catch a fraction flash of ash blonde hair.

You panted a bit out of breath from your sprint standing for a moment while your lungs regained some oxygen lost.You walked closer while the crowd parted for the snarling angrily at the people who got in his way.

“If you don’t get out of my way .I’ll blow–” You felt nervous at those words Katsuki uttered. The last thing you wanted was airport security to drag him off for his threating to blow someone up. Nothing would impede you seeing him, so you thought about going with expressing your genuine feelings.

“Katsuki, I love you!” you confessed rather loudly. A blushed stained your cheeks with eyes staring at you, not at all missing the choke sputter that left Bakugou’s mouth. Things happened slowly around you both while the crowd around you naturally parted a path way for you to see each other.

That’s when you saw Katsuki not too far away from you to finally lay your eyes on bright red eyes. The pink flush touching his cheeks due to your expression laid vividly on his face with Kirishima grinning like an idiot. You noticing him walking toward you wearing a scowl on his face. You caught him staring at you which you moved to walk forward until you both stood in front of each other.

“Bakugou, I–”You started to say though you got cut off quickly by him.

“Idiot, I heard you already.”He hushed you his face still sporting a blush he grabbed your hand he added on.”If you’re gonna confess like that, use my first name then, [Y/n]”

He glared at you though you noticed it was softer than his usual ones.Katsuki sent Kirishima look telling him to go do something else.The redhead waved to you both before giving a thumbs up to his friend. You smiled giving him a nod, you wanted to ask him what he was doing here. A good hunch made you think better on asking him that instead waited for him to speak. 

He sighed deeply to himself running his free through his hair. Giving a glare to the noisy onlookers who abruptly shifted their gazes away from you both. 

“Look, I didn’t want you to leave without apologizin’“He admitted. You noticed that he stared back at you his hand squeezing your own.”I realized I was a dumbass.”He begrudingly stated hating that he called himself an idiot. 

You let a amused smirk touch your lips.” Pretty much, yeah.”

Katsuki scowled at you giving you a warning,”Don’t get cocky! This is a one time thing, princess.”

You shook your head at him of couse he was bound to sound overconfident. Hey, that’s what you loved about him.”Yes, sir.” You saluted him, your voice holding a tiny bit of sacrasm though it was playfully.

“[Y/n]..”You looked at him stopping  your little teasing when his voice turnedserious all of a sudden.His hand jerked you a little closer to him where you felt his breath brush against your lips. It was his turned to smirk watching your face shift to a scarlet contrasting the skin tone of your cheeks.

“Yes..?”You inquired. You wainted for him to speak watching his eyes change to a gentle expression something you’d thought you never witness in all your life.His arm came to wrap around your waist to bring you close to him in an embrace.While his pinky finger came to hook around your own in the start of a pinky promise.

“When your stuff his down over in America…”He started to say before pausing to get the right words out, and you saw his brows knit together a bit in frustration.You knew he wasn’t the type for the mushy stuff though the grand gesture he mind meant more to you than he would ever understand.

He felt irritated try to convey what he meant not being the words kind of guy. “I love you too,dumbass,”he spoke bluntly to you making you lift your lips into a dorky grin.”So, you better promise me you’ll comeback.”

You responded by squeezing your pinky around his you answered.”It’s a pinky promise, Katsuki.” Your smile brought back that flustered expression.He scoffed, looking off to the side he would not have you outdo him.

“Oh, I think have something better to seal the deal, [Y/n].” He grinned at you, making which had you blink confusion. A tug of your joined pinkies pulled you forward, making you press your lips against his own. Your first kiss with Katsuki was unexpected, though you weren’t complaining.

You flushed a deeper scarlet; you felt yourself melting in against him, somehow he surprised you which you never understood after all  you didn’t much care as you enjoy soft kiss you shared.

“This is so manly…Congrats, Bakubro.”

Kirishima was sniffling manly tears in the background. While everyone else in the airport awed and cooed at the new couple.

Your pinkies never came undone from each other while you kiss continued. A pinky promise would become a precious memory started your relationship. You sure planned on keeping your promise to return back to the boy that stole your heart. 

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Welp that is it for part two guys!!! I hope you all have enjoyed this there might be another installment. I really appreciate all who have read this one shot series. I apologize in advance for the OOCness within the series.

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Hitoshi Shinsou x Barista!Reader HCs

Summary: Headcannons about Shinsou seeing his crush working in his favorite cafe after school

Quirk: You can heat things up with your palm’s to 110 degrees Celsius. If it gets hotter than that your could burn yourself

Warnings/Genre: fluff, cursing, shitty first headcannons

WC: 374

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The boy is shook to say the least

You were there, taking orders and giving customers cakes and coffees

He didn’t talk to you often because you were in the support course but he saw you enough to see how kind you were to others

Even animals

He saw you after school one time, petting a stray cat and feeding it

He melted

The next day he bumped into you and you were gushing about him, to him about how cool his quirk is

He became a blushing mess but thank god you weren’t able to see it because the bell rang and you rushed off

So you bet your ass when he saw you he went red

You looked so cute in the uniform

He never saw you because the only time he went here was weekends

But he decided to celebrate today because there wasn’t any homework 

When he went in he glanced at you but you didn’t see him

He saw you using your quirk to heat up some coffee and you gave it to a customer

He smirked as you weren’t even supposed to use your quirk unless you were a hero doing hero things

You looked around to make sire no one was watching 

Then your eyes met his

shit

You quickly gave the table their order when you walked to him

You asked him if he could just not tell anyone and even offered him a week’s worth of free coffee

He chuckled at your panicking

ohmygodyouwereadorable

He assured you he wouldn’i

IF

you went out with him sometime

oh shit now ur a tomato

how was he so smooth

lol you cant see but he lowkey embarassed if you rejected him

you said yes

ofc u did

he also asked for a kiss before you take his order

wtf sksksksksksk

you looked around to see if your boss was there

she wasn’t

you gave him a peck on the lips

he turned red cuz he didn’t know u would actually did it

he just asked for a coffee and you scurried off

you gave him his cup and said it was on the house

he scored a date with you and a free coffee?

best day ever

hii i was wondering if your could do oikawa with a reader who’s like “one of the boys” and hangs out with him and iwa a lot and they’ve been friends for a long time, and he realizes he likes her and its just him pining + happy ending where they end up together? 🥺👉👈

𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬 // 𝐨𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐰𝐚 𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐫𝐮

𝐚/𝐧: this is such a great idea, thank you so much for requesting! I believe there's not as much pinning as either of us would have liked, but I hope you like it 💕

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: slight angst with happy ending; female reader

𝐧𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦

× midnight writes with Kat ×

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"What do you think I should do?"

His question is met with silence as Iwaizumi's gaze is fixated on the TV, not registering his best friend's frustration. Oikawa huffs and crosses his arms over his chest, repeating the question.

"What do I think you should do about what? I don't know what goes on in your brain, Crappykawa."

Iwaizumi throws a stray chip at Oikawa's face, smirking at the disgusted look on his face, swatting in case Iwaizumi throws any more. Finally, his hand moves to the 'mute' button on the remote, turning his attention completely to his best friend.

He watches as Oikawa heaves out frustrated sighs, one after another, his hand gripping tightly at his curls. His eyes avoid Iwaizumi's owns, looking directly at the white, blank space above him.

"I think--no, I know. I know that I like Y/N." Iwaizumi's eyes widen in surprise, but he's soon to realise and recollect all the meaningful moments during the latest gatherings of said trio.

Y/N has been in their lives for a significant number of years already. What people see as two best friends playing volleyball together, fail to take notice of a third party right by their side. Unlike Oikawa's fangirls or Iwaizumi's admirers, Y/N was more familiar with hanging out with boys.

It has been a few months since she was proclaimed as 'one of the boys', but she didn't mind the nickname at all. She felt safe, being in the company of her two closest friends and whatever title she is given, she doesn't mind. Hardly anyone has friends like Oikawa and Iwaizumi.

And that was were Oikawa's problem started to arise.

They were sitting on the couch in Iwaizumi's house, a cheesy chick-flick playing as Oikawa and Y/N bicker about the synopsis of said movie. Iwaizumi, as always, enjoyed the reality TV he got to experience everyday with the two crackheads he called his best friends.

That is the word Oikawa hated to be associated with. A friend. Just a damn friend. If you were to ask Oikawa what Y/N was to him last year, he'd say a friend, no doubt in sight.

If you were to ask him now, Oikawa would stutter, not knowing the exact term of whatever was going on between him and Y/N. In his eyes, it was complicated. In her eyes, they were just best friends.

"You like Y/N? Like, you like like her?" Iwaizumi raises an eyebrow, sipping on his bottled water as Oikawa groans in frustration.

"Iwa-chan, stop talking so, so complicated! I don't understand what you mean."

"I mean," another chip comes flying towards Oikawa's face, this time, successfully hitting him on the forehead. "Do you like her in a more than a friend way?"

They lock eyes, Iwaizumi's eyes holding the reassurance Oikawa really needed at this point. When his best friend only gives a meekly nod in return, Iwaizumi's lips twitch into a rare, soft smile he hardly shows anyone besides his two closest friends.

"Tell her."

"What!? No, no, no fucking way am I doing that." Oikawa's arms comically flap around, immediately regretting telling Iwaizumi about his little problem.

Iwaizumi's eyebrow quirks, "and, why not?"

Oikawa looks Iwaizumi dead in the eyes as he speaks, "and ruin the friendship I have with her? And possibly ruin the friendship I have with you!? No, Iwa-chan, that's an awful idea."

As if he didn't listen to a word of Oikawa's rant, Iwaizumi's hand grips his panicked friend's phone and throws it at him, catching Oikawa's surprised expression. "Text her, call her, do anything. If you really care about her, you won't let her and yourself suffer through whatever is going on in your confused brain right now."

The silence that came after was anything but pleasant to either of them, Oikawa's hands sweating at the mere thought of texting you about his true feelings. He looks up, eyes locking with Iwaizumi's as he grips the phone tightly. "Should I? Should I really?"

Iwaizumi's own nerves got the best of him and he only nods, but Oikawa trusts him enough to go through with this crazy idea.

His fingers type out the simple message a hundred times, never missing a typo in any of the words he wrote.

"Y/N, I can't say this any differently or keep hiding it, but...I like you. Please, please tell me what you think about...all of this." sent 10:35pm

If it weren't for Iwaizumi's hand gripping his forearm, Oikawa would have pulled out every strand of hair on his head or bite all of his nails. Both of them knew that you weren't someone who goes to sleep early, so both became more nervous as the minutes kept ticking by.

Neither were ready when the familiar sound of a new message rang across the room, but Oikawa's fingers were already opening the message.

"You sound like such a romantic, Shittykawa lol...but, if it makes you feel less nervous, I believe that my feelings for you are also more than just friendly ;)" sent 10:47pm

Looking at the huge grin and loud squealing coming out of his best friend's mouth, Iwaizumi didn't stop his own grin from decorating his face.

Who knew he could be such a matchmaker?

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This is a nsfw choose-your-own collaboration by the bnharem discord server! 

A pandemic has swept across the globe, forcing all citizens into quarantine indefinitely. What better way to pass the time & try something new than to explore some new kinks? Who will you be experimenting with?

Aizawa Shouta - @lemonlordleah-shinzawa-kitten 

Bakugou Katsuki - @candychronicles​

Bubaigawara Jin (Twice) - @dee-madwriter​

Dabi - @trafalgar-temptress​

Iida Tensei - @iwvs-on-ao3

Kaminari Denki - @trafalgar-temptress​

Kirishima Eijirou - @ikinabi​​

Midoriya Izuku - @burnedbyshoto​

Rappa Kendo - @magpie-scribbles

Shigaraki Tomura - @slowburn-villain​

Shindou Yo - @lady-bakuhoe

Shinsou Hitoshi - @oktamaki​

Shouji Mezou - @im-bakugous-bitch​

Takami Keigo (Hawks) - @league-of-thots

Todoroki Enji - @monst​

Todoroki Shouto - @bratwritings