hello! xue again. iâve decided to Finally make a condensed list of all the longer things iâve written here, meaning fics and drabbles and dumb solo bits but no character studies! those can be found here!!!
all that aside, iâm going to step away from this blog. it was super fun and even though it was mainly to motivate myself to write more, i am so so glad there were people who liked reading what i wrote and let me know they appreciated my stuff yall were the sweetest :--)
//
denki kaminari
badly-written communist handholding > sfw, humor
fun dad > sfw, family fluff
eijiro kirishima
doucement > sfw, romantic fluff
hanta sero
flirting with you > sfw, romantic fluff
hitoshi shinsou
chillingly > implied n/sfw, pro hero au
cusps > sfw, vampire au
having pride > sfw, fluff
just offshore > n/sfw, merman au
rasping, murmuring > sfw, humor
safety-conscious mafia fingering > n/sfw, mafia au mess
izuku midoriya
flustering him > sfw, pro hero au
write it in ash (+ pt 2) > implied n/sfw, demon au
katsuki bakugou
at arrival > sfw, pro hero au
baring teeth > sfw, werewolf au
clad in his likeness > sfw, family fluff
english rain > sfw, pure unadulterated angst :(
soft and drunk > sfw, humor
with a quirkless child > sfw, family angst adjacent
with a teething baby > sfw, family fluff
âwill you carry me to bed?â > sfw, humorous fluff
keigo takami
pirate fluff > sfw, pirate au
neito monoma
flirting with you > sfw, romantic fluff
hand in hand > sfw, humorous fluff
his affection > sfw, romantic fluff
hushed > sfw, romantic fluff
pep talk > sfw, angst adjacent
smudges > sfw, romantic fluff
tomura shigarakiÂ
lines > sfw, humorous fluff
use your words > implied n/sfw, cat hybrid au
seiji shishikura
his affection > sfw, romantic fluff
respite > sfw, romantic fluff
shoto todorokiÂ
fake date > sfw, humor
in a blink > sfw, fluff
it couple > sfw, humorous fluff
sword in hand > sfw, the princess bride au
the regular > sfw, boba shop au
with honor > sfw, knight au
yo shindou
influencers > implied n/sfw, humor
//
-- and finally, in presenting my two greatest works on this blog, please click here and here. MWAH thank you and goodbye everyone!!
Monoma+First words I hope you are having a lovely day!
One of my admirers, arenât you? Is written neatly down your spine.Â
To be honest, youâve always found it frustrating. Your words couldnât have been written in a spot easy for you to read? And never mind the tone of that sentence. Youâve had friends read them out, say them in different voices - most of them hit all the wrong buttons.Â
Though you never intended your words to come out so sharply.Â
He surprises you, honestly, sidling up to you amidst the still-nervous crowd, arching his brow in such a haughty manner and then- and then saying your words. It doesnât quite register, really, and he sounds like heâs trying to chat you up, so-
âIs that really how you flirt?â You snap, and then your face goes slack and his seems to mirror yours, barely a second after. He sees the recognition light up your eyes, and then he laughs.Â
âYou will get to see every which way I flirt. Have the time for a few more lines?â
hey all heres my belated happy 2021!! i was searching into the monoma x reader tag as per usual and found it fruitless (as usual) and decided to log back in the other day....i genuinely could not beleaf i still had followers that was crazie to realize........i wont be taking rqs or writing frequently or anything but ill log on from time to time!
Mr Compress and reader with impossible, maybe something kinda soft and yearning
Hope you're having a good day!
âDidnât you know?â Atsuhiro murmurs, only half paying attention as his brush paints steadily across his mask. âIâve all but mastered the impossible.â
He hasnât been listening, but then, you havenât really been speaking to him. Heâs proven himself an expert in escapology, and it always seems heâs doing his best to escape these kinds of conversations with you. Youâre not sure whether heâs simply ignoring your overtures, or heâs been too dense to notice them, but... Itâs beginning to hurt.
You open your mouth, fully intending to lay your feelings bare, only for Toga and Spinner to drift into the room, grumbling at each other about something in consequential.Â
Atsuhiro lifts his eyes, focusing on their squabbling, even as he keeps painting, but he spares you a quick smile when he notices you watching him. âImpossible,â he repeats, and it looks like his brow is furrowing behind his balaclava. âWhat were you saying about impossibilities?â Â
hitoshi shinsou despises you, youâre certain of this.Â
what youâre not quite sure of is where all the animosity stemmed from, especially since he seemed to conduct himself well enough with everyone else.Â
out of all your fellow colleagues, he treated you with the most transparent curtness, from promptly exiting whenever you entered the breakroom for a refreshment, to visibly retching the one time you tried to take an empty seat next to him during a conference (youâll never forgive him for that slight).
it was really starting to grate on you. you were going to have to confront him about this yourself.
besides, youâve no longer a choice in the matter: this unspoken tension had begun to affect the workplace, with people sometimes looking to and fro between you and him, confused to high hell why he always kept himself a good several meters away from you if he could-- not that you were complaining. social distancing can be quite mutually beneficial, after all.
and it wasnât an issue youâd like to bring up with human resources either: that seemed a little too petty, even if he was literally gagging at your presence.Â
you did try to ameliorate the work relationship-- really, you did. but thereâs only so many times you can crack a joke and be left hanging in that awkward silence before you stop altogether. you once thought itâd been something you said in poor taste that made him abhor you so, but unless he had a seething hatred for mild puns, that didnât seem right.Â
and so what that you were a newer addition to the team-- youâd entertained the idea that maybe he had a thing against strangers, but hell, itâs been months and even interns get more conversation out of him than you.
although given his visceral reactions, youâre inclined to think itâs something about how you smell... but thatâs just insane. you took your daily showers and used reasonable amounts of detergent in your laundry; and if you can take the pungency of axe body spray and the zestiness of diorâs sauvage on every man in the building, then he should be able to tolerate your own signature scent, which wasnât even that bad... was it?Â
no one else complained about it though. and youâve even asked around too, so you know youâre not wearing absolute funk. itâs an unfathomable situation.
today, however, you forewent the perfume. if it really was the fragrance, then this should leave no opening. youâve tucked the bottle in your workbag instead, in case you needed it like a piece of evidence for his rude behavior, ace attorney style.
you waited until lunch break, where most of the other colleagues would leave the building for nearby restaurants or go to the cafeteria, before approaching him. it was best this way, lest it got weird; at least only few people would witness it.Â
hitoshi was currently invested in whatever it was on his computer, and if you were correct in his observations, he would pull out his own homemade meal shortly enough to eat at his desk. some days, he didnât eat at all, which was surely unhealthy but you were hardly in the position to scold him considering your own bad habits. plus you didnât want him to hate you even deeper.Â
you got to observe this routine over a good number of weeks and it was truly no easy feat, with his desk set in the far corner of the workplace far from the wall-length windows and him being constantly out and about on his own assignments.
with your workbag in one hand, you walk up to him with as much nonchalance as you could muster. âhey! not going down to the cafe today?â itâs rhetorical: you knew he wasnât.
he hardly responds, eyes flickering up at you briefly and giving a greeting nod before returning to his work. âmm.â
you round the corner of the desk so that you stand beside him. leaning down slightly to squint at the screen, you deliberately put yourself in his space. âoh wow, the deadlineâs so far away but youâre already working on this part?â
he began to open his mouth, only to clap a hand over it with remarkable speed. and he coughs, goodness, with shoulders jumping.
âoh my god,â you canât help but say as you withdraw. could he smell it even from your bag? you werenât even sure if it was the perfume or just you anymore. âokay, iâll cut to the chase. can we talk? alone?â
youâd think he would think it over, at the very least, to give a semblance of polite reflection. âno,â is his immediate reply, spoken forcefully, so forcefully that a lone passing colleague even gives you two a glance.Â
âi was, uh, just leaving,â they say. âwant anything?â
âiâm good, thanks,â you reply, bidding them farewell with a breezy smile before refocusing on hitoshi. he has already turned away from you, eyes blazing at the computer screen.
without another word, you reach over, placing a hand over his, and drag his mouse to click out of his report.
âwhat do you think youâre doing?â hitoshi demands, jerking away from your touch. and heâs angry now, genuinely irritated: you can see it in the way his jaw tightens. too bad youâve been annoyed ever since youâve been moved to this department.
âit was google docs, relax. your work is saved,â you soothe over. ânow come with me. i just want to talk to you for five minutes, tops. please.â
heâs deeply conflicted for a heartbeat, but finally relents. âfive minutes,â he echoes. you give him the space to stand up, clutching your workbag strap tightly in your fist. if he knew what this was about, he gave no mention as he walked openhanded behind you.
hastily, you lead him to the breakroom. with its doorless entrance, you assumed that the ventilation there would be moderately good, if it got too stuffy for him. then again, you wouldnât of minded if he suffocated a bit either. admittedly, the entire floor was probably empty save for you two, so this dialogue couldâve been held out in the open but it didnât hurt to have that extra layer of seclusion.Â
âi already know,â you say into the quietude, leaning against the counter. behind you, the coffee machine beeped every so often. someone should get that fixed. you cross your arms and look at him carefully. the vents are tinny above you two, warm air rushing out noisily.
âyou-- what?â his dark eyes widen ever so slightly, and for once, his expression isnât quite so tense with you. âwhat do you know?â he mustâve not expected you to be so direct. he takes his hand out of his pocket.
âyou know what iâm talking about. why you treat me like, i donât know, the plague?â
âi donât do that.â
âyou nearly threw up when you saw me.â
hitoshi stays silent. ha, gotcha! âi only coughed,â he relents eventually.
âwhatever. and i know itâs not me and that itâs really all you because guess what? no one else has this problem. and iâm thinking you donât want me to air out your business to everyone else because that would be...â weird, for one, but you didnât want to ruin your own case. âdoesnât matter; in any case, thereâs no reason to be rude over this.â
âalright. so you know. i avoid you because of your scent.â his voice is dangerously calm. âwhat are you going to do about me, then?â
âabout you?â you repeat with a scoff, âoh, so i should report you? what would i even say? HR would laugh at me.â
he smirks, chin jutting out. âright.â
âso now i only have one question. wait, make that two.â
âgo on.â
âhow should we fix this? because obviously i donât want our little dance to start affecting our work ethic. you canât wave me away forever. itâs how i smell, right? do you have a recommended detergent or deodorant, or something?â you ignore the fact that youâve technically asked three questions.
ânone of that covers it,â he mutters and your jaw drops. âmasks donât help either.â
âno way. i smell that b-- you know what... moving on. weâve got to compromise somewhere though. but not my perfume.â your hands reflexively ball up. thereâs no camera, so if you did something unsavory, there equally wouldnât be any real witnesses...
âyour perfume,â he repeats, seemingly dissatisfied.Â
âyeah, no way. thatâs my signature scent. go wear nose plugs or something, if itâs that bad. and i canât believe you say scent and not body odor, like just call it what it is! damn.âÂ
the coffee machine lets out its intermittent beeps. hitoshi just stares at you, mystified. then, he breaks into a snort, like heâs the one who canât believe heâs having this discussion. âi understand. in that case, i see no solution.â whilst bringing a hand to the back of his neck, he starts to move, intent on passing you to exit the room.
you let out a frustrated noise. âyou leave me no choice, hitoshi.â
intending on presently the bottle to him proudly, perhaps even spritzing him once for good measure, you jam your hand into your workbag to fish your perfume out. you grab onto the rectangular shaped glass, and pull it out with great gusto.
and it goes terribly.Â
to your horror, the bottle slips like butter between your fingers and sails, tumbling down to the floor right in front of you with a heartrending crash, glass splintering like ice. the beautiful blue lid goes spinning across the tiles, and like that, the whole room now blooms a gorgeous citrus, white floral scent. âoh nooooooo! shit!â
no longer minding him, you go to pick up the shards, bending down at the knees with a sigh. gingerly, you begin to clean up.
âhey, be careful. iâll get a dustpan,â you hear him say and itâs one of the nicest things heâs ever said to you, but in your melancholy, you shake your head solemnly.
âno, no, iâve got this. iâm just so-- OWW?â you wail without warning. you drop the wet shard you were grasping, still slick with liquid. âugh, never mind. get the dustpan.â you bring yourself up on your feet again.
using your shoe, you kick the shards into a more cohesive, but wet pile. the clattering of the glass causes you some emotional pain. âterrific,â you mutter, watching blood bead up at across two of your fingertips. âwell, at least i wonât be wearing that anymore. right, hitoshi?â you ask sarcastically. shaking your hand to rid it of perfume residue, you end up just flecking your blood droplets all over the floor. you glance up when youâre met with silence. âhitoshi?â
ânnngh...â a low, deep groan escapes his throat, and immediately he turns his cheek and takes several stumbling steps away. he grits his teeth, the vein in his neck growing more prominent like itâs physically paining him to pull apart from you. âyouâve got to be fucking kidding me...â
âyou okay?â you close in on him. it felt almost backwards to ask such a query, seeing as you were the one bleeding. âmaybe you should sit d--â
âget away from me,â he all but spits out, eyes squeezed shut. âyou set this up, huh? figures.â stray hairs were falling into his face as he presses a hand against his temple and bit back another groan. âi was doing just fine before... so why... nngh.â
you purse your lips. âhey! what do you have against dolce & gabbanaâs light blue eau de toilette? itâs a perfectly respectable, fresh, work-friendly fragrance! it was, at least!â you wanted to shout. but that didnât happen, as your concern and confusion won over your sense of petulance. âset what up?â you ask, bewildered.
on closer inspection, he was not, in fact, okay at all.Â
for a second, you thought he was having an allergic reaction. that would certainly explain his avoidance of your body, and perhaps why even a deep black had replaced the cool purple in his irises when his eyes snap open to glare. his pupils were blown out despite the bright tube lighting overhead, and his mouth parts wide.
yet an allergy did not explain everything. as opposed to weak, however, hitoshi suddenly looked frightening.Â
because, instead, what came out of your mouth was a strangled, âuh, what the-- are those fangs?âÂ
and indeed they were, confirmed as they descended upon your skin before you could even blink. at the very least, he had the decency to pant out a small but distinctively unapologetic âsorryâ before his lips pressed around your bleeding fingers, tongue hot against the stinging cuts.Â
you hope fervently your coworkers take their leisure at lunch.
âoi!â says katsuki, fuming. âyou, come here! youâve made me look like an absolute mug!â
âwhat you mean, ya dickhead!â you shout back. âiâve told you time and time again that youâre my type to a T. that you check all the boxes for me!â
âthen why âave i just seen you chattin up deku?! wot, you fink i canât graft any other bird here?â
âare you schtewpid mate? do you have no trust in me?â you say (also fuming). then, you break down into big ol tears. âitâs over, katsuki. itâs licherally over.â you flip him off quickly before departing, leaving him to stand in the pouring rain.
you can only hope that with this time apart, heâll truly be able to find his head. </3
hello! xue again. iâve decided to Finally make a condensed list of all the longer things iâve written here, meaning fics and drabbles and dumb solo bits but no character studies! those can be found here!!!
all that aside, iâm going to step away from this blog. it was super fun and even though it was mainly to motivate myself to write more, i am so so glad there were people who liked reading what i wrote and let me know they appreciated my stuff yall were the sweetest :â)
//
denki kaminari
badly-written communist handholding > sfw, humor
fun dad > sfw, family fluff
eijiro kirishima
doucement > sfw, romantic fluff
hanta sero
flirting with you > sfw, romantic fluff
hitoshi shinsou
chillingly > implied n/sfw, pro hero au
cusps > sfw, vampire au
having pride > sfw, fluff
just offshore > n/sfw, merman au
rasping, murmuring > sfw, humor
safety-conscious mafia fingering > n/sfw, mafia au mess
izuku midoriya
flustering him > sfw, pro hero au
write it in ash (+ pt 2) > implied n/sfw, demon au
katsuki bakugou
at arrival > sfw, pro hero au
baring teeth > sfw, werewolf au
clad in his likeness > sfw, family fluff
english rain > sfw, pure unadulterated angst :(
soft and drunk > sfw, humor
with a quirkless child > sfw, family angst adjacent
with a teething baby > sfw, family fluff
âwill you carry me to bed?â > sfw, humorous fluff
keigo takami
pirate fluff > sfw, pirate au
neito monoma
flirting with you > sfw, romantic fluff
hand in hand > sfw, humorous fluff
his affection > sfw, romantic fluff
hushed > sfw, romantic fluff
pep talk > sfw, angst adjacent
smudges > sfw, romantic fluff
tomura shigarakiÂ
lines > sfw, humorous fluff
use your words > implied n/sfw, cat hybrid au
seiji shishikura
his affection > sfw, romantic fluff
respite > sfw, romantic fluff
shoto todorokiÂ
fake date > sfw, humor
in a blink > sfw, fluff
it couple > sfw, humorous fluff
sword in hand > sfw, the princess bride au
the regular > sfw, boba shop au
with honor > sfw, knight au
yo shindou
influencers > implied n/sfw, humor
//
â and finally, in presenting my two greatest works on this blog, please click here and here. MWAH thank you and goodbye everyone!!
hey, long time no see madame where have you been are you alive are u ok?? i need advice uwu ⨠since summer came i havenât had any motivation to write and if i do write i end up deleting cause itâs trash đ. how do U get motivated uwu?!?
b this is late as shit iâm so sorry but iâm breathing dw and i feel u!!!!!!!! i took a long ass break bc i needed that shit and if you need it, give it to urself. iâve been reading a lot!!!!! books, fanfics, everything. i dont know if this is legit advice because i write on the fly, but OMG dont delete anything!!!!! keep all ur scenes and bits of dialogue in your drafts or smth because if ur like me, u might catch a pattern within ur writing and all you need to is fill in the gaps
DID U HEAR THAT OSO-SAN S3 IS CONFIRMED... OCTOBER THIS YEAR...
omg i had to take a moment when i read the news i was like damn Here We Go Again pls......also karamatsuâs terf bangs in the promo art made me scream but thats something else entirely
iâm Back.....even if only momentarily.....i just thought iâd say hello (HELLO!!!!) and give those interested an update :--) a lot has been going on unsurprisingly in the two months iâve dipped and i have to say, i will not be coming back to writing. (just yet, at least!) iâve also apparently missed my blogâs 1st year anniversary which is <///3 but life goes on. itâs a tough year yall, imma not lie
but anyway thank you to all the people who still read my pieces!!! it was kinda weird coming back and seeing ppl still liking some of my old ass fics LOL. i hope everyone is well and healthy and taking care of themselves!!! if you ever wanna swing by my inbox of DMs im always down to talk :--)
.... @ ur last post... it do be like that sometimes. n they include so little abt their personality that it's hard to make an accurate match... but i Suppose such Little Substance cannot be helped đ đ˝
help iâve only just seen this now iâm sorry but damn exactly......exactly</3 but ur a baddie for even accepting matchups fr
i dont do match ups cos iâve seen yalls anons and some of u ppl are really out here just like âmatch up please im 5â˛5 50kg with a 27 inch waist and d cup boobs and my ass is fat and iâm super chic ty. also i love food/languagesâ and id have to sit here like hmmmmm..........Best Jeanist.
