I Hate U

funny business || hobie brown

part two

"No."

"Please."

"I said no, go away," he huffed, leaning up against the wall of the empty room in headquarters you dragged him into. If he didn't love you so much he would have knocked your lights out. In fact, he would not have let you drag him in the first place.

"Hobebe, please," you clasped your hands together and brought them under your chin, begging him and hoping that the use of the nickname would make him cave. But of course it didn't.

This exchange had been going on for ten minutes straight.

A crazy thought had popped itself into your head, and you decided to seek out your boyfriend to make that thought a reality. But he didn't exactly match your enthusiasm.

"Hobie, come on. It's just gonna be a second," you continued to beg, tugging at his sleeve and standing on your toes just so you can be slightly eye level with him.

"Just hang upside down real quick and I'll give you a quick kiss. That's it, please."

All he did was roll his eyes at your begging, he thought this was absolutely ridiculous.

"Why can't you just kiss me now love?" he moved away from the wall to lean down close to your face. Not only to stop you from almost jumping to meet his gaze, but because he knew how flustered you would get when he did.

"I kiss you like this all the time," you almost pouted, turning your gaze slightly away from him, not expecting his sudden movements towards you. This made his expression turn amused.

"I just want to try something new."

His smirk grew wider at your choice of words, and your chest began to feel a bit hot. You almost feared to ask...

"What?"

"Nothing," he simply hummed, raising his hand to run his knuckles against your cheek, and you felt the heat in your chest trail up to your neck.

"It's just that, this isn't the first time you said that."

And that was it, your face practically went up in flames at the reminder, making you turn away completely and hide your face in your hands.

"Hobie, stop," your whines came, slightly muffled now making him throw his head back in laughter.

The sound that came from him was deep and smooth, familiar even. That did not help your current state as you felt you were becoming more akin to a bonfire.

"Hey now," he softly whispered despite your current torment. He moved towards you once more, chuckling as he tried to pull your hands away from your face.

And you let him, absolutely melting in his touch despite your own temperature.

"Don't go hiding that pretty face of yours," he grinned as your eyes finally met him again. He gently took your chin between his fingers. He didn't want you turning away again, especially now when he had a little proposition for you.

"Tell you what," he said.

"If you can look at me for a minute straight while I do whatever I want, I'll hang upside down and you can kiss me all you want." He proposed, and it intrigued you. But the look on his face made you hesitate.

"You're not gonna do anything funny are you?" You quirked a brow, finding the courage to pull your chin from his hand as you finally began to compose yourself.

"That type of funny, nah," he shook his head.

"Unless you want it to be of course, I'm a gentleman above all else."

You look at him unimpressed.

"Hobart."

"Damn, so pissy," he tsked.

"But yes, nothing funny unless specifically asked for," he tilted his head towards you with a more genuine smile.

Fuck, he was cute.

"Fine," you agreed.

"Get ready to hang upside down, pretty boy."

"We'll see about that," he quirked an amused brow before taking your shoulders in his hands, completely taking you by surprise once more.

"One minute starts now."

Your breath hitched in your throat as you feel him backing you up against the wall. He did it gently, but it didn't stop you from tensing up in an effort to stand your ground.

Was this not funny business? You screamed in your head despite your thoughts beginning to get muddled as he leaned down towards you like earlier. Your heart was practically doing a number on your

"Why do you look so mad?" He cooed, hands trailing up to the sides of your face.

Now this was getting really funny. But you didn't say anything. Knowing that talking would only make things worse. You focused on looking him in the eyes with the best deadpan expression you could muster.

You were gonna do the upside down kiss with him, even if it killed you.

"Not answering me I see," he hummed, thumbs now rubbing small circles on your cheeks.

"You know, I don't understand why you want me to go upside down just for a kiss," he said simply, almost too simply for your liking.

Still, he went on. He moved his head a bit to the side, lips going near your ear till you could hear and feel his warm breath on you.

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

"Quite unimaginative don't you think?" He whispered, voice seemingly going down an octave.

"I could think of a lot more fun things we could do upside down."

And that was it, the emotions you were hiding came out in a burst, and you practically yanked yourself from his hold to look away from him. You hid your head in your hands again, this time not only in embarrassment, but in defeat.

"You promised no funny business," you peaked your eyes out of your hands just to glare at him.

He was looking at you so smug with his hands in his pockets.

"Yeah, but you didn't specify what funny business," he shrugged.

"All I did was talk to you like I normally do, not my fault you could handle it."

You huffed at his nonchalant attitude, bringing your hands down to clench them at your sides.

"This isn't over."

He laughed at the determined look on your face, thinking how fucking cute you were. So cute in fact that he leaned in to kiss you on the cheek.

"It never is."

hopefully he's less ooc :>> part two here

various !

🍮hq! and mha! as kissing tropes i love (various)

mha !

🍮sero hc's bc i'm in love with him (s.h) prt.2 bc i can't get enough of him

🍮omg what ! part 3 of sero hc !?! this time bf edition

🍮my faves and their favorite song off evermore (s.h, i.m, k.b, o.u)

🍮11:10pm (s.h)

🍮how they crush (s.h, i.m, k.b)

🍮sero crushing on his bsf hc's (s.h) +

🍮crushing on bsf ft. Mistletoe (s.h) (prt 2 to ⬆️)

🍮 11:46pm (s.h)

🍮 rating how good of a bf they'd be (s.h, i.m, k.b)

🍮 sero drabbles 1, drabble 2, drabble 3, drabble 4,

🍈 izuku taking care of you while sick (i.m) 

🍈classy (b.k)

🍈 sero brain dump: concert (s.h)

🍈 types of crushees they are (s.h) (i.m) (k.b)

🍈 almost meeting the parents. (s.h) (alt title; keir projecting her inability to commit to anyone as she dreams of sero comforting her)

🍈 when they're down bad (s.h), (i.m), (k.b), (d.k)

🍈sero with a healer / angel s/o (s.h)

🍈how they drive (i.m),(m.a) ,(d.k) ,(k.b)

🍈 ochako as ur gf (o.u) another one some more bc i love her so

🍈 thinking about the bakusquad (b.k), (s.h), (k.d), (k.e),

🍈 when do they get slurpee’s? (multi)

🍈 shouto angst ? idk what to title it (s.t)

🍈 lil drabble abt buying a home w bkg (b.k)

🍈 date gone wrong (s.h)

spider-verse !

To be added …

haikyuu !

🍈matsukawa boyfriend things ! (i.m)

🍈oikawa head canons (o.t)

🍈 Thinking about Hanamaki Takahiro who met the love of his life in high school. (h.t)

🍈 brainrot abt Maki becoming a stand up comedian (h.t)

I miss friendly neighborhood spider-man!sero :(

Eepy man zzzzzz…..

YESSS also what happened to uwu-iwanttodie ?? i went back to their blog a week and nothing !!

why is loterally every single tenya fic in the top posts all FUCKING SMUT. i really need to come back huh the tenya lovers have become thirsty and famished and TOO HORNY ..... ill be doing more research on the tenya iida fic and hcs industry 😎🤏..... 😧🕶......

it all went downhill after uwuiwanttodie retired... what has this world come to

I HAD A DREAM ABT BUYING A HOUSE W BKG !

i feel like he is more of a penthouse guy, preferring to be able to wake up and see the whole city from his kitchen but you guys have been dating for close to a 18 months now and he can’t stop thinking about wanting a life with you. not that he doesn’t already have one. he just longs for a more domestic life.

one where he walk into the doors after work to find you just getting home from picking up your kids from daycare. the mini versions of you and him burst through the door to tackle their daddy in a big hug. asking about his day and how they got to see him on TV during lunch today. you would tell them to go get changed into more comfortable cloths and do some chores before dinner and they’re off. despite coming from katsuki - the worst behaving kid in the planet according to his mother - you’re angels are just that, angels. once the kids are off to their rooms he comes up to you and wraps his big strong arms around you, pulling you in for a long needed kiss and hug. “who’s cooking dinner tonight?” he ask, following you into the kitchen. “i was thinking i would. you did it the last two nights, babe. what are you in the mood for?”.

katsuki doesnt follow the realator around the home like you do. he walks quietly around and imagines what having a family in this house would look like. he would walk in and see you in your office, shelves already installed for both of your awards you’ve gotten. or he’d walk further in and see you on the couch with a glass of wine or in the kitchen arguing with your childern on why we couldn’t have pancakes for dinner. or just maybe he’d go down the first hall and see you cradling your newborn back to sleep.

he goes to the master bedroom where he sees his imaginary version of you already in bed, scolding him for not answering his phone if he’s going to be out late on patrol. or perhaps youre in the bath. the big porcelain bathtub that could definitely hold the two of you and all your body and hair care crap.

he passes you and the realitor talking about the walls or the sunroom or whatever. he wanders to the living room. with big sliding glass doors touching from the floor to the ceiling. he goes outside and knows exactly what you’re going to say when you come out here. “kat, babe where’d you go- OH MY GOODNESS this is the perfect little area for my garden!” you say coming out behind him. yep. he knows you all too well. and he knows this is the perfect place to start a new part of his life with you.

“alright so Mr. Dynamite, like i was telling your partner, this home offers 5,700 square feet-“ hell yeah- 300 sqf bigger than deku’s.

everyone seems to be in agreement on stoner sero, but what about skater boy sero?

like i don’t think y’all even need to hear me out on that one. he’s one of those guys who uses his board as a primary means of transportation across the college campus just like he used to in high school. he still goes to skate parks in his free time, and he’s the first person to introduce himself to someone new. everyone knows and loves him.

what do we think? @neon-gothicc @dcsiremc

/##/ izuku gets bitten!

pre - spider-man drabble about izuku getting bitten in front of you, but no one thought anything of it

CW// nothing really, fluff, mentions of being bitten and spiders ofc, broad science depictions (i ain’t doing allat), reader is mentioned to study maths, gender neutral reader. 750 words

spiderman izuku au m.list

izuku midoriya has never done anything reckless in his life, in fact, he is the safest person anyone could know.

don’t get me wrong, he will throw down his life to protect people (even though he can’t even pack a punch), but when it comes to day to day lifestyle? he does not play a single thing risky.

which is why when he suggested to sneak into the science lab to carry out some research, your eyes nearly bulged out of your head.

“shush, we are going to get caught!” izuku panicked as he started jotting down observations in his book, some fluid you could not bother to pay attention to when he listed the chemicals he was sloshing together now oozing out of a skinny tube.

“i literally did not even say anything.” you deadpanned, sitting next to him as he kept looking over his shoulder as if he was committing a felony.

“look!” he sudden blurted out, a bright smile warming his face with eyes that were slightly crazed with knowledge, darting around his experimental contraption.

in all honesty, you didn’t even know what you were looking at. you studied maths and while science was slightly up your ally, you did better in a calculation than a scientific observation.

so, you pretended to understand, nodding sweetly and humming, causing izuku to blush furiously as he looked at your gentle smile.

always so understanding, you were.

izuku had always thought you were nothing short of breathtaking, of course, he never said this outloud, with the fear of ruining the friendship, and hell, you both have been friends for a while, even back when katsuki was a big bad bully (not much has changed in your opinion).

regardless, he’s chosen to keep his feelings to himself, a lovely mystery that tormented his heart and his freckled cheeks for every time he looked into the abyss your eyes held, or you helped him with a ridiculous math problem or even when you both walked to the dorms together.

“ah!” you suddenly screamed, frantically moving away from your desk as far back as possible.

“what?! is there a teacher?!” izuku panicking alongside with you, despite his heart of gold, he was a chronic panicker.

“no, even worse, a spider! oh my goodness, it looks.. green?! hell no!” you shouted, ignoring izuku’s desperate pleas to keep quiet and calm.

“it’s fine, i’ll take it out!” izuku reassured, looking around to locate the spider.

‘there!’ he thought to himself as he found it on the corner edge of the desk, placing his hand out while using the other to softly scoop it up.

he smiled to himself as he brought it closer to him, seeing the way your face relaxed and you started walking up to him slowly, gratitude shown explicitly in your expression.

he loved it.

he felt like your protector, provider, like your man.

it was stupid and extremely outdated but he couldn’t help but fall into those uber-clique roles when he fantasises about being with you.

i mean, was it so wrong to want to be your man?

your hero?

just then, he felt a sharp pang from his hand, provoking a sharp shout to escape his lips.

then, a rush started to flow from his palms to all over his body, it felt like his insides were on fire but also slightly cool. it was as if he was injected with lukewarm water that was flushing his veins.

then, it just stopped.

“are you ok?!” you ran to him worriedly, swatting the spider away from him and stomping its poor body as it landed on the ground as you looked into his eyes with care.

is it weird that he loved it?

“i mean, i guess, yeah. it really hurts tho.” izuku dramatically pouted, yet poor little you was too worried to understand that he was simply exaggerating just to experience being doted on by you.

“come on izuku, ill pack up for you and clean you up. you’re so silly, always wanting to help that you forget to take care of yourself.” you cooed.

izuku’s face flushed a bright red as you spoke, feeling your hand caress where the bite was, your soft fingers added warmth to his hot bite.

“y-yea, that would be nice.” izuku shyly smiled.

i guess getting bitten by a spider was worth it, izuku thought to himself as you looped arms with him.

his mind forgot about how the spider was weirdly green, how the bite had abnormal aftereffects and even how his bite marks had traces of green.

he didn’t know it yet, but soon, his only secret won’t just be his overflowing feelings for you.

★﹒₊‧they guys that fall for the silent type so when u start rambling on about something, weather it's something exciting or a shitty day at work/school, they pull away from whatever they're doing no matter how important bc hearing you talk is their most favorite thing in the universe.

↻ bokuto, oikawa, kurro, yamaguchi, hinata, noya, makki, <3

classy

<i got this idea after i saw this tiktok & spent an hour in cold bath water writing this so 😐>

c/w: bkg calls reader feminine names (pretty girl, girly), reader is in a dress, no body type mentioned. food is mentioned.

when katsuki first asked you out, he told you to "meet me outside the dorms at 7:30, look classy if y'a want." assuming you were probably going to a nice restaurant you dressed just as he requested. a simple yet elegant black silk dress, with your favorite Avery 100 Jimmy Choo's, and gold jewelry to complement.

as soon as you walked up to the door, it opened revealing katsuki in a dark grey button down and black slacks. he liked good. he smelled good too. you recognized the hints of vanilla, amber and spice in his cologne. it reminded you of some tom ford cologne. he's eyes widened and his ears perked up at the sight of you. "sorry" you said with a light laugh, "am i overdressed?" you asked. "uh- no. you uh. you look really good." there was no emotion in his voice but the look on his face told a different story. he held his arm out to you, which you took and you could feel him flexing just a little bit. (which he'd deny) he walked you to the kitchen and you were shocked to find the table lit with candles and his cologne circulating around you. "oh are we not going out?" you asked. "oh uh. no." he sounded sorry but you weren't disappointed at all. you always loved to idea of a cooking date. this was far more fancy than you ever fantasized but that made it better in a way.

you let go of his arm and walked into the kitchen where pots and pans were distributed out. "so what are you making for me, hero?" any doubt he had vanished at your question. you sound excited. or happy? he didn't really knew what you sounded like, but he knew you weren't disappointed that you guys weren't going out. "anything you want, pretty girl." he answered, following you into the kitchen. "i was thinking something italian but i can honestly cook anything." he said with that confidence bordering arrogance. one of the many things you liked about him. "mmm italian sounds amazing!!" and with that he started. he looked up italian appetizers put some brie in the oven and chopped up pears, green apple, and toasted some sourdough bread to dip. you didn't have the heart to tell him brie was actually a french dish. and hour and a half was spent of him cooking while the two of you talked. you didn't know bakugou incredibly well, you met him through your mutual friend, kirishima. however, at the end of the night you knew almost everything about him. how he dreamed of being a hero since he can remember, about his crazy ass mom and quiet dad. you knew that he learned to cook when he was in middle school, his parents were getting promoted a lot back them, which meant nights where he would cook for himself and sometimes them. you picked up that he came from a well off part of japan, or you assumed as much since he mentioned summering in paris and visiting new york a couple times with his parents. you learned how he thought of kirishima, denki, sero, mina, and even midoryia, to your surprised, as his first real friends. he told you about his AWFUL first kiss story, and the one time he had to cover for denki and sero, who were too busy getting high as a kite in some general studies girl dorm room. and how he had to carry the both of them out with the help of kirishima.

he opened up to you in the dimly lit kitchen. more than you thought. you honestly weren't expecting for tonight to go as well as it did. Sure he wasn't the same vulgar and closed off boy he was two years ago, but you still weren't expecting this. You weren't expecting to enjoy his company as much as you did. after the food was eaten, and a tired look plastered you and kats faces. he got up and began cleaning up the kitchen. you followed him and helped. the clean up was silent but it wasn't awkward.

at 9:45 he walked you out the door, putting one of his jackets on to walk you back to your dorm buildings. a thin skip dress with thinner straps was clearly the choice to wear now. the temperature dropped to 45 degrees since you arrived. "you cold in that thin little thing, girly?" "n-n-n-no." you said but the chattering of your teeth gave up your lie. he gave you a quick laugh through his nose as he slid his jacket off and draped it around your shoulders. his hand closest to you slid down your arm and hovered by yours. he stayed there for not a second before tailoring his finger around yours one at a time beige fully engulfing you hand in his larger calloused one. you walked like like, leaning into him hesitantly for warmth as the two of you reached your dorms building. "you know, this was actually really fun. i'm glad we didn't go out now." you said walking up the stairs to the great big door. "of course you are, my cooking is 10x better than some stupid restaurant." "you know i bet you're right." you said smiling. "thank you, for this. this was one of the best nights i've had." you said with the street light making your skin glow. "yeah yeah ofc. anytime really." he said looking down. neither of you moved for a short while until you spoke up. "i should head to bed, but next time maybe i can make something for you and teach you how to actually make a baked ravioli." his head shot up at you insinuating his cooking was in any way "bad". "well if that's what you want to do, than that's what we'll do. goodnight, y/n." he said biting his tongue and leaning in to kiss your cheek. "goodnight, bakugou."