Joel Miller: Birthday Boy

Alter Y/n

Steven: Jake no!

Jake: Jake maybe..?

Marc: Jake no!

Jake: Jake yes!

Khonshu: Jake Lockley, no!

Jake: Jake fucking YES!

Y/n: Jake no?

Jake: Jake no. Anything for you mi amor.

Silver leaf commission for @deandraws

Nathan Fowkes

wanted to draw em again

Divorced!Bakugo, who clung to the belief that your talk of divorce was a jest until the final moments. However, when the papers arrived in the mail, disbelief gripped him. The reality struck hard — you had indeed taken the steps, filling out the divorce papers. The truth unfolded before him: you no longer wished to be Dynamight's wife.

Divorced!Bakugo, who, aware of his anger issues that you found disturbing, chose not to address or change his harsh demeanor. His gruff and ugly behavior persisted, marked by frequent outbursts and yelling directed at both you and his child. His dedication to hero work took precedence over family time, leading to his frequent absence. In addition, he exhibited controlling tendencies, exerting influence over every aspect of your life.

Divorced!Bakugo, who refused a cordial divorce, and instead chose to air your private grievances publicly. With a sadistic amusement, he watched as you struggled to maintain composure in the court.

Divorced!Bakugo, who's now haunted by the echoes of a love that once burned brightly. He now navigates the desolate landscape of solitude. In the quiet of his empty home, the walls seem to absorb the unspoken words that were never uttered during those final, bitter moments. The scent of loneliness lingers, a constant reminder of the void left in the wake of a shattered relationship.

Divorced!Bakugo, who wears a mask of indifference, concealing the cracks in his heart. The world sees the explosive hero, but beneath the surface, there's a vulnerability that only the shadows witness.

Divorced!Bakugo, who sinks into an unhealthy state of mind. The solitude that envelopes him becomes a breeding ground for toxic thoughts. Haunted by relentless thoughts of you and the child you took away, he struggles to maintain focus. Katsuki finds his concentration shattered, the clarity needed for his hero duties slipping through his fingers like sand. Mistakes become an unwelcome companion, a repetitive dance of errors that threatens the efficiency he once prided himself on.

Divorced!Bakugo, who only feels rage when news of you moving on, finding someone new, lands like a crushing blow. His heart, already battered, is now subjected to the relentless storm of jealousy and insecurity. Unable to resist the urge, Kasuki succumbs to the dark temptation of cyber-stalking, googling and scouring every available digital space for information about the new man in your and your child's life.

Divorced!Bakugo, who, in a fit of uncontrollable rage triggered by news of your new relationship, unleashes destructive fury. He obliterates every photo, every remnant of your shared life, screaming and incinerating possessions with his quirk. The once-sacred spaces of your bedroom and ground-floor office in the shared penthouse are consumed by the havoc.

Divorced!Bakugo, confronted with the aftermath of his destructive outburst, collapses in the center of what was once your shared bedroom. Tears stream down his face as he desperately attempts to salvage at least one picture from the ashes and shattered glass that now cover the floor. His heart aches with regret, and the weight of anxiety presses down on him, threatening to crush his resolve. Amid the wreckage, a glimmer of hope emerges. Surprisingly, one particular picture defies the destruction he wrought upon the room – a captured moment of you in your wedding dress and him in his sleek black suit, exchanging vows on the day of your marriage.

Divorced!Bakugo, who clutches a photo to his chest, tears streaming down his face like a torrent. In that poignant moment, he vows to transform, promising himself that he'll demonstrate his genuine wish for happiness for both you and your child, even if you've moved on. Despite shattered dreams he destroyed himself, he yearns to be a presence in your life, aspiring to salvage a friendship, a flicker of hope burning within him, praying you'll consider it.

"First Words" [bkdk mer au]

Peaku sneaks off to visit the contained Tomura mer with a peace offering.

someone called him loser boy in the tags and my first instinct was to put it on a shirt

Eyes that hold the stars.

⭒ ── 𝑯𝑨𝑹𝑫𝑯𝑬𝑨𝑫𝑬𝑫﹕bloodhounds ⟢ hong woo-jin !

𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒 ⟡ no one understood how someone like you who was so levelheaded could date someone so hardheaded that he couldn’t even accept someone’s inventions to lunch.

𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐄 𝐂𝐖 𝐀’ 𝐒𝐈𝐙𝐄. x f! reader — no description of reader. levelheaded! reader. soft for reader! woo-jin. established relationship between reader and woo-jin. swearing. lowercase on purpose. ╰─ 𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐄 𝐒𝐈𝐙𝐄. five hundred or less.

𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄 . . . new layout because i deserve it for now long i held up with the last one (if you’re looking for my links they will be at the bottom). also new man and he’s literally the sweetest <333

after the fight against geon-woo, woo-jin was not only hung up on the money he could’ve won- to get rib eye or maybe even a nicer apartment- but also the fact that, that asshole had embarrassed him in front of his girlfriend. you didn’t seem to care too much about his failure though, you would only praise him for even making it past the first round. “you did so well!” you smiled at your boyfriend, arm wrapped around his waist. arm slung around your shoulder, woo-jin could only share you a glance and shake his head, smile creeping on his face as the two of you left the locker room.

“you’re basically payed to say that,” he says, trying his best not to smile hard at your comment but he couldn’t help and grin a little. before you could praise him a bit more without boosting his ego to the max, you see someone looking at the two of you as he sat on the bench and he quickly stands once you and him make eye contact. woo-jin notices how you’ve stopped and follows your eyes to geon-woo who pulls down his mask.

“what? huh?” woo-jin is quick to be defensive. you pull away from him, very tempted to hit him on his ribs for being so rude but you remember how hard geon-woo had punch him in his rib cage so you don’t. even after his rude behavior, geon-woo smiles at the two of you. “wanna get a bite?” he asks, sweetly. woo-jin scoffs. “why don’t you ask those other assholes you KO’d to eat with you?” he groans.

“woo-jin,” you warned, making him look at you and practically frown. “what? this fucking guy showed me up in front of you!” he said, damn near pouting, you could hear it. you only sighed and shook your head. “no one could show you up in front of me but you, my love. now, be nice,” you smiled, eyeing begging him to act like he has some kind of respect. as you turn your attention geon-woo, he’s lightly chuckling at the nickname you’d used for woo-jin. woo-jin is quick to turn around, face flushed. “what you laughing at!?”

geon-woo shakes his head, still chuckling under his smile. “sorry, about him,” you grin, happily to make the situation less tense. “he’s so stubborn sometimes,” you start before walking up to geon-woo. the two of you join hands and bow as you say your name and he says his. “he’d love to have dinner,” you grin, once standing, hands separated.

woo-jin eyes go slightly wider at you taking his offer, before his eyes settle back to normal with a groan and a roll of his eyes. “will you be coming along?” geon-woo lightly smiles as he asks, making your boyfriend quickly walk over and point a finger at him. “stop flirting with my girlfriend,” he says making you roll your eyes. geon-woo says nothing and you can tell he’s confused. he’s just really sweet. you wished your boyfriend understood that.

woo-jin leans in unexpectedly, with squinted eyes. “hear me?” he asks, finger still pointed at geon-woo. “yes,” he says, with a small grin and an apologetic bow. woo-jin nods to himself with a grin as he puts down his finger. “sorry, again for him. i’d love to come, if i’m not intruding,” you say and geon-woo is quick to shake his head. “you’re very much welcome,” he smiles.

you smile as woo-jin sighs.

xxx

“i’ll go get the meat,” geon-woo says once you enter the buffet place. before he could walk off you speak up. “no. no, i got it. i mean you’re paying after all.” you stop him and he shakes his head. he definitely didn’t talk much.“it’s the least i can do,” you smile, trying to persuade him. “come on, show-off. i’m starving. let her before she starts fighting you for it,” woo-jin comments. geon-woo is surprised by his comment. “you’re a boxer?” he asks, and you shake your head with a chuckle. “no, but i do pitch ears really good,” you says making geon-woo fold with a small smile and a nods towards you.

“okay. i’ll go get the meat. make sure the grills hot,” you grin, and head over to the raw meat. the boys find a table while they wait patiently for you. as woo-jin sits there, he thinks about he should do you a favor and make friends with geon-woo, especially because of the way you’ve taken a liking towards him. so he bottles up his jealousy and speaks. “so… how long have you been boxing?” woo-jin starts, eyes lingering on geon-woo in front of him. “about three years ago, you?” he replies, sharing a glance to woo-jin, as he turns on the grill.

“couple of years… this was my first competition with her cheering me on,” he starts, eyes looking over at you who’s mindlessly picking meat. “and just for you to show me up, show-off,” he groaned, now looking over at geon-woo. geon-woo looks at him, after eyeing the grill for so long. “i consider myself humble,” he says making woo-jin flare. “she doesn’t seem to care about it too much,” geon-woo says sharing a glance to you quickly.

“yeah. she’s never really cared about me winning,” woo-jin comments and with a nod, eyes giving the table a look. “nice,” geon-woo says. woo-jin looks up from the table and squints at him. “why? think she too good for me?” he stumbles, eyeing geon-woo for an answer. he’s quick to shake his head. “you just don’t seem like the type to date someone so nice,” he shrugs. woo-jin nods as if he’s satisfied with his answer. “i hear that a lot by like old grandma and grandpas,” he grin with short chuckle. geon-woo mimics him.

“from enemies to lovers,” you tease, placing the plate of pork on the table before taking your seat beside woo-jin. both of them left out a light chuckle and smile at you. “is it hot?” you ask, glancing to the stove between the boys. geon-woo nods and holds his hands out for the plate of meat. “she’s a professional, bro. let her handle it,” woo-jin says, using the arm that wasn’t on the back of your chair to touch his heart with his hand. “really?” geon-woo asks you.

you nod, before cutting a piece of the meat with scissors and placing it between chopsticks. “i use to work here when i was a teen,” you smile, rubbing the small slab of meat on the grill and watch as it sizzle. “me too after my family lost everything,” geon-woo says, making you give him a apologetic nod. woo-jin only gives him a short one. you place the strips of meat on the grill and sit down the tongs.

the three of you talk some more about family and training while the pork cooked. “hey, learn to respect your elders,” woo-jin points at geon-woo who only nods, eye practically stuck to the table. woo-jin and geon-woo had just learned of their age difference, and geon-woo was apologetic for his manners before. “understood?” woo-jin asks and geon-woo nods with a “yes, sir.” you shake your head. “stop that,” you start glaring at your boyfriend. “it’s fine, geon-woo, really,” you smile at him and he raises his head.

“it should be done, yeah? flip it,” woo-jin urges, eyeing the meat and you. “we’re the professionals,” you and geon-woo say unison. you and geon-woo laugh as woo-jin shares a disappointing glance between the two of you. “you’re a bunch of show-offs too!” woo-jin says, frowning.

︒ ☆ ꓸﾟ ( 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ⟡ 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ─ 𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐃 ) ♱｡ ⟢ ⦁ ꓸ

this is so bad. i think i have writers block… i might come out with some dating headcanons for the both of them as well.

𓏲 ☆  2023 starpdfs !!