Eliz0z

Hiiii don't bully me english is not my first language PLS🤗

[eliz0z]

PLEASE told me what I can do to improve😞 I recently started to draw😽

[majoryeager104]

RIP Tomura Shigaraki you would’ve loved starting every sentence with “chat,”

[mallllii]

in another universe spinner and tomura met as 10yo on roblox and then married twenty years later with all their online friends present

[eliz0z]

I hate my phone. I want to do something like read, draw or paint but I fucking can't get off my phone. I have so many books unread it hurts my soul

[cuntycullens]

I don’t know why Edward went to the Voultori to ask to be killed as if Rosalie wouldn’t do it with no questions asked

[eliz0z]

That bitch is just fucking dramatic

[dearlizzies]

when the function so boring you gotta pull out this combo

[eliz0z]

can you PLEASE do a husband!katsuki reacting to the reader and his son being disrespectful or and rude to the reader, maybe even pushing her lightly?

Have some respect

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You weren’t expecting it.

Just a quick push—little hands on your side, frustration bursting out of him before he even thought it through.

You stumbled back half a step, more shocked than anything.

“Hey!” you snapped. “That is not okay. We don’t push people.”

Your son glared up at you, seven years old and already way too good at attitude.

“You always ruin everything!” he shouted. “I don’t care! I hate you!”

Your mouth opened, stunned—but before you could get a word out—

“The hell did you just say?”

The hallway went quiet. Katsuki’s voice cut through like a knife.

Your son turned slowly, already regretting it. Katsuki stood in the doorway, arms crossed, jaw locked, eyes narrowed.

He walked in, calm but tight, every step deliberate. “Try saying that again.”

The boy’s lips trembled. “I didn’t mean it…”

“You shoved her,” Katsuki said. “And then said that? You think that’s okay?”

“No…”

“Then why’d you do it?”

“I was just mad!”

“You’re gonna get mad,” Katsuki said, crouching down to his level. “That’s normal. But if you think throwing your hands or saying crap like that gets you what you want—you’ve got it all backwards.”

He pointed toward you without breaking eye contact. “You don’t ever talk to your mom like that. You don’t touch her. You don’t yell at her. I don’t care if you’re angry or tired or whatever—you don’t cross that line.”

“I didn’t mean to hurt her…”

“You still did,” Katsuki said, standing up again. “Now go to your room. We’ll talk more when you’ve calmed down.”

The kid looked between the two of you, tears threatening, then turned and ran off down the hall. The door clicked shut.

You exhaled slowly, rubbing your temples. “That was... intense.”

Katsuki sighed, ran a hand through his hair. “Yeah. Well. He’s not gonna grow up thinking that crap’s normal.”

You nodded. “He’s never acted like that before.”

“He’s testing limits.” Katsuki looked at you, jaw still tense. “Just gotta make sure he knows where the line is.”

He moved closer, eyes on yours now. “You okay?”

You gave him a tired smile. “Fine. Just didn’t expect him to go full tiny Bakugou on me.”

That earned the smallest smirk from him. “Yeah, that’s on me.”

He rested a hand on your back, grounding you. “You don’t ever let him treat you like that. No matter how little he is. He needs to know who the hell he’s talking to.”

You leaned into his side. “Thanks for backing me up.”

“Always,” he muttered. “No one messes with my girl. Not even my own damn kid.”

[eliz0z]

Please someone recommend me a fic without any angst with Hawks. PLEASE 😭

I can't cry anymore.

[eliz0z]

Headcanons with Shinso

General Headcanons:

Shinsou is a total night owl. He functions better at night and struggles to wake up early, often hitting the snooze button multiple times.

He has a dry, sarcastic sense of humor and enjoys bantering with people who can keep up.

He prefers cats over dogs because they’re independent and don’t need constant attention (but secretly loves when a cat chooses to cuddle with him).

He drinks a ridiculous amount of coffee and probably has a favorite mug that he refuses to let anyone else use.

He enjoys horror movies but rarely reacts to them—he just sits there, unimpressed, while everyone else jumps.

Romantic Headcanons:

He’s not overly affectionate in public, but he loves small, intimate gestures, like linking pinkies or stealing glances when no one is watching.

He gets really flustered when complimented—he’s used to people underestimating him, so genuine praise catches him off guard.

If he trusts you enough to let his guard down, it means everything to him.

He’s the type to text “Did you eat?” or “Get home safe” instead of saying “I love you” directly.

He falls asleep really easily when he's comfortable, especially if he’s lying next to someone he trusts.

Fluff Headcanons:

He absolutely loves hoodies and oversized clothes—bonus points if they belong to someone he cares about.

He’s the type of person to give you his jacket when it’s cold without even thinking twice.

He’s surprisingly good at comforting people. He doesn’t say much, but his presence alone is calming.

He has a weakness for soft touches, especially someone running their fingers through his hair—it practically puts him to sleep.

If he sees a stray cat, he will stop and feed it, no matter how much of a hurry he’s in.

Angst Headcanons:

He still carries a lot of resentment from being underestimated because of his Quirk, even if he tries not to show it.

He sometimes doubts whether he truly belongs in the hero course, even though he’s worked harder than most to be there.

He’s afraid of letting people get too close because he worries they’ll leave once they see his flaws.

When he’s overwhelmed, he isolates himself instead of asking for help—he hates feeling like a burden.

He often stays up too late overthinking, replaying past conversations in his head and wondering if he said something wrong.

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Headcanons with Bakugo

General Headcanons:

Bakugo secretly enjoys domestic moments, like cooking or watching movies, but will never admit it.

He has a surprisingly good memory for small details about people he cares about—like their favorite food or how they like their coffee.

He has a habit of rubbing the back of his neck when he's flustered but tries to play it off as stretching.

He has a playlist filled with rock and metal, but there are a few unexpectedly soft songs hidden in there.

He never backs down from a challenge, even if it's something ridiculous like a staring contest or a game of Mario Kart.

Romantic Headcanons:

He doesn’t say "I love you" often, but when he does, he means it with his whole soul.

His love language is acts of service—he’ll fix things for you, cook for you, or carry heavy bags without being asked.

He gets really protective when he's in love, but not in an overbearing way—just a silent, ever-present shield.

If he catches you wearing his hoodie, he’ll pretend to be annoyed but secretly love it.

He gets jealous easily but trusts his significant other enough not to act on it—unless someone really crosses a line.

Fluff Headcanons:

He loves having his hair played with but will never ask for it outright.

If you’re sick, he’ll act grumpy about taking care of you but will go out of his way to make sure you’re comfortable.

He actually gives the best hugs—firm and grounding, like he’s shielding you from the whole world.

He has a soft spot for small, fluffy animals but insists they “just get in the way.”

He pretends not to care about holidays but secretly puts a lot of thought into gifts.

Angst Headcanons:

He still carries a lot of guilt over what happened with Deku when they were kids, even if he doesn’t always show it.

He pushes people away sometimes because he’s afraid of losing them.

When he’s upset, he prefers to deal with it alone, but deep down, he wishes someone would notice and force him to talk.

His biggest fear is being weak—not just physically, but emotionally.

He sometimes overworks himself because he feels like he has to earn his place.

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Love-Sick Bakugo Headcanons

-------------------------------------------------- At first, he refuses to believe he’s in love. Every time his heart speeds up around you, he blames it on "too much caffeine" or "training too hard." Kirishima points out the obvious, and Bakugo nearly explodes from embarrassment.

Jealousy Through the Roof – If he sees someone getting too close to you, his entire body tenses up. He won’t say it outright, but suddenly that person is getting side-eye and aggressive insults like, “Tch. Try not to embarrass yourself, extra.” The moment you smile at them? His hands start sparking.

Overcompensating – He tries to act like he doesn’t care, but it’s painfully obvious. He’ll train harder, be louder, and insist he’s completely fine—even though he just spent 30 minutes glaring at his phone, debating whether to text you.

Accidental Softness – If you get hurt (even a small scratch), his mask slips. He’s immediately by your side, checking your injury with a scowl. "Dumbass, how could you let this happen? You better be more careful." But his hands are shaking slightly, and he refuses to meet your eyes.

Acts of Service – He won’t say “I like you,” but he will force you to drink enough water, shove your favorite snacks into your bag, and threaten anyone who tries to mess with you. If you’re cold? He’ll throw his jacket at you with a grumble.

Flustered, But in Denial – The second you compliment him, he short-circuits. If you call him cute or sweet? Oh, it’s OVER. His brain stops working, and he just growls out, “Shut the hell up.” But later, he replays it over and over, probably punching his pillow in frustration.

Protective As Hell – Even if you’re capable, he’ll always be looking out for you. Whether it’s standing in front of you during a fight or shooting a glare at anyone who looks at you funny, he’s got your back.

Secretly the Softest – Late at night, when he’s alone, he admits it to himself. He’s so gone for you. Sometimes he just sits there, thinking about you and gripping his pillow like it’s a lifeline. He hates it, but also? He kinda loves it.

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Set Up From the Start

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You had been playing it safe, faking tasks, blending in. It was going well—too well. Shigaraki and Spinner hadn’t said a word since the round started, and you were starting to feel uneasy.

You glanced at them. They looked completely focused.

A thought crossed your mind. Maybe they’d help you? They liked messing with people, and they were way too good at deception. It was risky, but if anyone could help you win, it was them.

You hesitated before leaning in slightly.

“…Can I trust you guys?”

Spinner raised an eyebrow. “Dunno. Can you?”

Shigaraki barely reacted, eyes still on his screen. “Tch. What do you want?”

You lowered your voice. “I’m Impostor.”

Spinner let out a low chuckle. “Oh, this is gonna be fun.”

Shigaraki exhaled, fingers tapping idly against his phone. “Yeah. It is.”

You didn’t like the way he said that.

Before you could say anything else—

EMERGENCY MEETING!

Your stomach dropped. No way. No. They wouldn’t—

The chat opened, and immediately—

Shigaraki: It’s Y/N. Saw them vent.

Spinner: Yeah, caught them in Electrical.

You sat there, stunned. “You’re JOKING.”

Frantically, you started typing.

You: EXCUSE ME???

You: I WASN’T EVEN IN ELECTRICAL

Votes rolled in. Not a single person questioned it.

Y/N was ejected.

You threw your phone onto the couch, staring at them in disbelief. “I literally thought you’d help me.”

Spinner grinned, stretching his arms. “And that was your biggest mistake.”

Shigaraki finally looked at you, lips curling in quiet amusement. “What? We did help. Just… not you.”

You groaned, dragging a hand down your face. “You both suck.”

Spinner chuckled. “Hey, you made it way too easy.”

Shigaraki’s eyes flicked back to his screen, smirking. “Next time, don’t get played so easily.”

You huffed, but despite yourself, a small smile crept onto your face. “…You owe me next round.”

Spinner shrugged. “Yeah, yeah. We’ll see.”

Shigaraki hummed, already moving through the game.

“…If you survive long enough.”

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Ur spelling Demetri wrong

I'm so sorry! Now it makes sense why I couldn't find #. It will fix it

[eliz0z]

A Soft Eternity

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The halls of Volterra were eerily silent at this hour, the flickering candlelight casting dancing shadows on the ancient stone. You weren’t sure why you wandered through them so late, your feet leading you without thought, but somehow, you knew you would find him.

Or maybe… he would find you first.

"You should be in bed," came a smooth, familiar voice from behind you.

You turned, already knowing what you would see—Demetri standing just a few steps away, his crimson eyes glinting softly in the dim light. He looked effortless, composed as always, but there was something different in the way he was watching you now. Something… fond.

"You always say that," you teased, wrapping your arms around yourself.

"Because you never listen," he countered, stepping closer.

The air felt different when he was near—thicker, charged with something you could never quite define. He was so still, his movements controlled with precision, but when his fingers reached out to graze your wrist, the touch was impossibly soft.

"You shouldn't be wandering alone at night," he murmured. "Especially not here."

You tilted your head up at him, smiling. "But I knew you’d find me."

His lips quirked at that, barely a ghost of a smile, but it was there. Demetri was never one for unnecessary words, yet his actions spoke in volumes. The way he stepped forward, closing the last bit of space between you. The way his fingers trailed up your arm, slow and deliberate. The way his touch, despite his inhuman coldness, felt warm.

"You’re insufferable," he sighed, but there was no bite to his words—only something that sounded suspiciously like amusement.

You laughed softly. "And yet, you’re still here."

His gaze flickered down to you, something unreadable swimming in the crimson depths of his eyes. Then, in a rare moment of abandon, he lifted a hand to your cheek, his touch featherlight.

"Yes," he murmured. "I suppose I am."

For once, the silence of Volterra didn’t feel so cold. Not when Demetri stood by your side, his presence wrapping around you like something eternal. Something unwavering. Something soft.

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Since you wrote for BNHA : can I request Fluff with Ibara Shiozaki x Plantmancer Quirk! Male reader. About reader, he was adopted by Midnight when he was 4 years old due to reader's parents killed by a villain while protecting their son. Midnight then decided to adopt reader and raise him as her son. Reader's quirk is Plantmancer, he can control flowers, plants and vegetation.

I didn't go to class to post this XD but I hope that this is what you wanted 🤗

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The late afternoon sun bathed U.A.’s courtyard in a golden glow, the scent of fresh flowers filling the warm air. You sat cross-legged on the grass, gently running your fingers over the soft petals of the flowers blooming at your command. With each flick of your hand, delicate vines curled and stretched, wrapping playfully around your wrists before retreating into the earth.

"You know, you’re going to make the rest of us look bad if you keep making this place so beautiful," Midnight’s teasing voice cut through the peaceful quiet.

You turned to see her walking toward you, arms crossed, but the warm glint in her eyes told you she wasn’t really scolding.

Grinning, you shrugged. "Can’t help it. The plants like me."

She plopped down beside you, stretching her legs out and leaning back on her arms. "Of course they do. You’ve got a good heart, kid." Her voice softened as she reached over, ruffling your hair. "Just like your parents did."

Your smile faltered slightly, but the sadness that usually accompanied the thought of them wasn’t as heavy as before. Midnight—no, your mom—always had a way of making the weight on your heart feel lighter.

She had found you when you were four, lost and broken after villains had taken your family away. And instead of leaving you to the system, she had opened her home, her arms, and her heart. You had gone from being a lonely child to the son of one of the strongest, most caring women you had ever known.

Midnight let out a dramatic sigh, leaning her head against your shoulder. "You know, I think I deserve some credit for raising such a talented, handsome young hero-to-be."

You snorted. "Oh, totally. It’s all you."

"Exactly." She nudged you playfully before tilting her head. "But really, sweetheart, I’m proud of you. You’re going to do great things."

Warmth bloomed in your chest, stronger than any flower you could grow. "Thanks, Mom."

She beamed at the title, eyes soft with affection. "Anytime, baby."

As you sat there together, vines gently wrapping around the both of you like an embrace, you realized that family wasn’t just about blood—it was about love. And Midnight had given you more than enough of it.

And that was more than enough.

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Please let me know if you have any more requests

[eliz0z]

Love sick Shinso

Drowsy Whispers

Shinso wasn’t usually the type to talk just to fill the silence. But tonight, with you pressed against his chest, your warmth sinking into his skin, the words slipped out before he could stop them.

“You feel nice,” he muttered, voice thick with sleep.

You hummed, barely awake yourself. “Yeah?”

“Mhm.” His fingers traced lazy shapes against your back, his breath warm against your hair. “Could stay like this forever.”

You smiled, nuzzling closer. “That a promise?”

A low chuckle rumbled in his chest. “More like a threat.”

You laughed softly, and he could feel your smile against his skin. His grip tightened just a little, his lips brushing against the top of your head in something too gentle to be an accident.

He didn’t say anything else after that, but the way he held you—like you were the only thing keeping him grounded—said enough.

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Should I start writing about "twilight" too? It's one of my many fixations lol

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Bakugo falling in love with you

At first? Total denial. Even if he liked you, he’d rather drop dead than admit it.

Every little interaction would end in some grumbled insult. “Stop staring at me, dumbass.” Meanwhile, he’d be the one staring, all annoyed for no reason.

Physical contact? Forget it. But if you were about to trip, he’d definitely catch you—then immediately act like it never happened.

He’d get irrationally jealous but wouldn’t talk about it. Just lots of crossed arms, glares, and acts all annoyed.

He’d act like he doesn’t care about you at all. But somehow, he’s always around. Sitting near you during class, making excuses to be in the same space as you, glaring at anyone who tries to talk to you.

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This is my first post, please let me know if it's good and if you want more. ❤️