hey, i exist

I casually exist

[peacenluvbye-deactivated2022060]

did we talk about this and i somehow missed it?? bc this is the best “annoying david while he edits” video and also soft tum??? and the button down?? so many thoughts

[spidermando]

Mum: you’ll never marry him, he doesn’t even know you exist!

Me:

[i-am-not-a-guardian-deactivated]

if you would be so kind as to reblog this if you feel insecure about your writing skills.

[frangipanidownunder]

The writing process is a bumpy slide ride of thoughts - this is great, this is shit, this might be salvageable, this is doomed, this might be okay…but we write again anyway. And each time you think you’ll be more confident and each time you aren’t!

[wittyno]

Insecure? Honey I am downright terrified every time I post some sort of writing. Do not ever assume that just because a writer has x number of followers or gets a lot of requests or has a lot of notes that they aren’t scared every time they post. We are petrified, wether it’s grammar or continuity or general writing there is always something wrong.

[gryphye]

I can’t write humor. there are millions better at cracking a joke than I am.

I am cry.

[marinawriteseventually]

Enjoy these few happy gifs I just made ;)

Please give credit if used! ;-;

[amyg-dalin-deactivated20170531]

Do you think that when Steve Rogers sneezes, one of the Avengers goes up to him and whispers, “God Bless America” Then Steve fucking looks at them like this

[dank-mom]

[localfauna]

no IT GOT SO MUCH BETTER TONY’S FACE OH MY GOD

[demonmee]

thor’s pokerface

[lana-k-art]

Okay, google, how to stop laughing

[alexthedeactivated-deactivated2]

Thor’s hair flowing in the indoor wind.

[salmon404]

Ok but the preparatory nngh and he sneezes red and blue lmao

[avengers-r-us]

[talkdrarrytome]

Me: *so tired my eyes hurt and I’m struggling to keep them open*

Brain: hoe don’t do it

Me: *clicks*

Brain: oh my god 

[marinawriteseventually]

IVE NEVER BEEN MORE OUTED, LIKE THAT’S ME RN AT 6 AM

[crisis-on-infinite-cosms]

93 floors located at 200 Park Avenue at East 45th Street, New York City, New York.

Stark Tower was built and designed by Tony Stark and Pepper Potts.  Originally, Tony intended that everything from the penthouse and above would be a luxury home for the two of them.  After the battle with the Chitauri, he redesigned and rebuilt the damaged area.  As soon as it was finished he donated it as headquarters for the Avengers.

The environmental controls, security, and any connected computer systems are managed by JARVIS throughout the entire building.  Any employee can talk to JARVIS and make requests by simply speaking out loud. 

The Avengers section -  Floor 93 to Floor 82

The top twelve floors include luxury rooms for the Avengers.  Each room is designed and decorated according to the specific need or desire of its occupant.  There are several dozen unassigned rooms that are used for guests or visitors as needed.  There is a state of the art fitness room, private theater, medical area, kitchen, and the former penthouse serves as a common room.  There is also a highly secure room filled with all of Tony’s latest technology that serves as a staging room for Avengers related missions.

The section is accessed by a private elevator via a back entrance into Stark Tower from the ground floor.  Only Bruce Banner and Tony Stark can currently access the elevator from the Stark Industries section. 

The Party Deck - Floor 81

There is a landing pad for helicopters or any VTOL aircraft.  There is also Tony’s personal landing pad which includes a walkway for his armor removal.  The deck access the common room by the windowed doors and a door at the end of Tony’s walkway.

Tony and Pepper’s apartment - Floor 80

The floor under the party deck was redesigned as an apartment for the couple.  They are the only two that have unlimited access to that floor, but either can allow guests.

Tony’s workshop - Floor 79

The floor under the apartment is where Tony works on his latest suit designs and inventions.  Pepper has access to the workshop.  There is a private freight elevator for moving large pieces into and out of the workshop.  That connects to his ground floor garage workshop.

Stark Industries - Floor 78 to 1

Everything below Tony’s workshop belongs to Stark Industries. 

Floor 78 and 77 contain the executive offices.  Tony’s office is next to Pepper’s.

Floor 76 contains various board rooms and meeting rooms.

Floor 75 to 66 are dedicated to R&D. 

Floor 75 Bruce’s lab is the top most secure floor.  Bruce and Tony have unlimited access to it.  Bruce has been given the authority to allow or deny access on a case by case basis.

Floor 74 through 70 are the classified sections of R&D usually dealing with SHIELD or other government agencies.

Floor 69 through 66 are the business and philanthropic research areas.

Floor 65 to 61 contain several biological laboratories

Floor 60 to 56 are for testing various new Stark designs 

Floor 55 to floor 2 contain everything else needed for Stark Industries business functioning

Floor 1 has the lobby area where the public comes into Stark Tower.  There’s also the private access area for the Avengers and Tony’s garage workshop.

The floors below Stark Tower contain the Arc Reactor that runs the entire building.

[intelligenceandanger-archiv-blog]

[This is. So. Freaking. Useful.]

[marinawriteseventually]

Well. Here we are.

[athanatosora]

bakugou katsuki: 0 bakugou mitsuki: 1

[marinawriteseventually]

The Regrets of a Villain

Summary : these are the events that unfold as Denki confesses to being the traitor

Story can also be found on ao3 ( updates are quicker on ao3 )

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There the young blonde sat, chained in a cell. He expected this when he revealed himself as the traitor. Their cause was just, he was the true villain that lurked the halls of UA. To say he was overwhelmed was an understatement. He had a job to do, he couldn’t let his feelings get in the way and he let them. The distance he placed between people growing less and less every day. He loved his classmates, they had come to be his family.

He never wanted to be a villain, but it was his upbringing and he was just following very specific directions. Directions that he ended up dropping and directions that somehow led to his confession. He had confessed shortly after Bakugou had been captured, rescued, and when the downfall of All Might had occurred. The guilt weighed heavy on him, many sleepless nights as he decided what he would do. Leave behind the villainous people who groomed him, or follow out his duties. In the end he choose the first, feelings were fatal afterall. That’s what they told him at least. Do not get attached, ironic how that happened.

Now he lay there thinking about the people who were possibly plotting to kill him, he knew too much about the organization, he was a liability to begin with, now he had a giant target painted on his back. There was no light in the cell, only a little from time to time when he used his quirk, and when he used his quirk it wasn’t to escape it was to stay calm and tame his sanity. Not like anyone thought he could escape anyways, but they still kept a guard at his doorway.

Denki didn’t speak, except when they came in.

Aizawa, All Might, and the principal himself who personally kept him imprisoned in a holding cell a couple miles from the school. The chief, Tsuragamae Kenji, had been informed about him and agreed to allow him to stay in the small cell for a couple days, whilst receiving small interrogations. Now today, the dog chief himself would be coming in to speak with UA’s traitor. Denki was not informed of this, or informed of anything nowadays for the matter but when he saw the chief his body stilled and he shut his eyes hoping to make the current scene go away. He had already said enough, hadn’t he? Apparently not. The door opened slowly, the tall figure appearing out of seemingly nowhere. “Denki Kaminari.” The way he had said his name gave him goosebumps and unintentionally he had scooted closer to the wall behind him.

Behind the chief came Aizawa, which was no surprise. He was used as a suppressor if Denki had wanted to use his quirk, which he had not bothered doing. The doting father stared him down, the sad glint in his eyes very grueling to the boy. “Yes?” He answered.

“Three days ago you confessed to your homeroom teacher yourself about being the traitor, although we cannot confirm these statements we are keeping you under surveillance and asking what we can. Now, if you could please repeat to me what you said previously to the others.” It wasn’t a question, it was a statement, and the chief had already known what he had said before, it was secretly recorded and reported to him. He had just wanted to make sure what he said was what he meant.

“Exactly what you mentioned before, I’m the traitor.” When he had only said that, the chief had begun to speak but was interrupted, “My job was to infiltrate the school, UA, without being noticed and pass along any info or findings to the league of villains. My parents are apart of the league, and since birth have trained me physically and mentally to do so. So far, I’ve relayed information regarding people’s quirks, the locations of everything in UA and the location of everyone at mostly every time.”

Hearing the boy’s confession up close was different, where as he could only hear the emotion in the boy’s voice he could now see how he would grimace at every word and occasionally twitch a limb. The chief had felt a little remorse, the boy had simply been manipulated and coerced into following his actions. Although, he knew all of which he was doing and had complete control over his actions. To which the punishment he would receive could not be changed. When the chief thought he had a good enough response, he simply left.

Aizawa stood there for a few moments gazing down at Kaminari who had once sat at a desk in his classroom. Someone he once protected, and still protects. In the many years of Aizawa being “Eraserhead” he has seen multiple cases where kids were used as a resource for villains and were the arm and leg of the mastermind behind it. Aizawa had hoped that Denki’s confessions and words were a step towards the right direction. One where he wouldn’t be held in a prison, but redirected towards that of a humainer way. Maybe even be a hero that he was studying and training for, even if that was all a trick.

The door closed, and once again Kaminari was left alone to his thoughts.

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@epiphanics :) since you commented

[marinawriteseventually]

Runny Noses // Denki Kaminari

Pairing : Denki Kaminari x Fem!Reader

Summary : Sick Boi

Not Revised Well !

Side note : I had a dream with Kaminari where he took my purity and it kind of made me realize how much I actually love this boy

Word Count :1163 ( or something )

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Denki had felt awful the last couple days. He had a major headache, he felt nauseous, and his nose was running a million miles a minute. He was suppose to be going on a date with you today but couldn’t even walk properly so he had cancelled.

You understood this of course, if you’re sick you’re sick, you can’t help it. But this had been going on for two weeks and the unruly amount of homework waiting for him when he came to was very concerning. You checked up on him throughout the day when you were able too. Bringing him goodies such as tissues and a stock up on medicine that actually tasted quite good.

It was already mid way through the day when you had begun your routinely check in. The dorms were very quiet. Everyone was off to lunch or too preoccupied with their next classes, which was fine for Denki considering how noisy the bunch can get.

It was lunchtime and for the last week or so, you had eaten your lunch in his room while bringing him something you made exclusively for him. He got excited saying, “You didn’t have to, you should be relaxing with your friends.” You only frowned at his statement and continued to force feed him replying with an, “But you’re my boyfriend, and my best friend.” So he kind of expected your company every day now.

When you knocked on his door and there was no reply you immediately thought he was sleeping, but as you opened the door and saw his figure on the ground curled up, you panicked, that was putting it lightly. You instantly set down the things you had brought and rushed over to his side, touching his forehead you had taken noticed that his fever had only worsened and from what he said he was experiencing some terrible stomach pains. You tried to ask him if he was able to move at all, “N-no, it hurts too much.”

At this exact moment you texted Kirishima, telling him how you needed his help to get your boyfriend to Recovery Girl’s office right away. Very quickly he responded telling you he’d be there to assist you in a very timely manner. Until then, you stood crouched next to your hurting significant other, watching as his face grimaced every few seconds when his stomach contracted. He thought about how he wanted his pain to end any way possible, and I mean ANY way possible. It felt worse than the time he was knocked against a wall and broke his arm during his internship, at least he had passed out but now he was left wide awake to deal with his internal health issues. Fuck, this was not how he wanted to spend his day. Sleeping was so much better than what he was currently doing, I think that’s pretty obvious.

As his discomfort grew his resolve lessened and he ended up passing out from the pain.

“Denki?!” Concern laced your words, you didn’t want to shake him in fear of making anything worse but when his eyes had untensed and his arms clutching his abdominal region fell limp you bet your worries had doubled. Finally you heard the door open, turning around and spotting the redhead. “Woah, he looks really bad.” You simply nodded, watching as Kirishima attempted to pick the male up and struggled a bit, he figured that he might as well take off the figurative weight and real weight on your shoulders and be the only one to carry him there, and he did it was quite amazing actually, but it was to be expected from him.

It took only a couple minutes from the dorms to her office, and you both probably looked like lunatics running like that through all of UA but it was totally worth it when her door came into view and you both barged in like it was some sort of action film. Kirishima placed the male onto the bed and left, bidding a farewell while you went into detail with Recovery Girl about what he had been taking and the fact that he had picked up the flu. She looked concerned, but of course that was the usual look on her face nowadays. “Alright, y/n you can stay here but I recommend you get back to your classes, I’ll report his condition to you as soon as I can.”

You hesitated leaving him knowing being away from him and not being able to regularly keep up with his health was going to worry you, but you opted to be the great student that you were(n’t) and head back to your classes.

People had asked how poor Kaminari had been and you had told them how he was getting looked at, they mentioned not worrying and that he would be fine but it’s hard to believe that when you saw how much trouble he was having.

The day had finally ended and you were sprinting through the hallways, making your way to Recovery Girl’s office and busting in there like a crazy person. “How is he?” You almost tripped as you ran over to her, watching as she drew back a curtain and there sat a pikachu with a cold pack on his forehead and a dumb look on his face that said, “I’m alright.”

You dropped to your knees puffing away and trying to keep oxygen in your lungs. When you had done so she explained to you what was going on.

“So, he did have the flu. But he had an gastrointestinal infection or better known as the stomach flu. I gave him some penicillin which I called in from the doctor’s office and he should be getting better soon. Unfortunately, any kind of flu is pretty contagious so we should regulate how you’re doing.”

You were about to slap the blond for making you go into motherly mode, and you almost did if the adult in the room was not looking, that and he was sick so you were being nice to him, and you were also dating him so that extended along those lines.

It took every ounce of your being not to kiss his drooly mouth and every ounce not to dig his grave, but somehow you managed. It took a few more days and a lot of medication before he could get back to his normal classes to which he groaned when Aizawa had slapped a giant stack on homework, you could almost spot the devious grin on your homeroom teacher’s face.

Finally, when all was well you both shared lunch at the lunch table with everyone else. When you had begun rubbing your eyes dry and sneezing you gave the death glare to Denki and almost immediately strangled him. Let’s just say it was a repetitive cycle for the next few weeks of the scenes that played out before, except less worries because the illness had a diagnosis.

[marinawriteseventually]

Happy New Year // Shoto X Gender Neutral!Reader

Pairing : ^^

Summary : just a quick happy new year piece, sorry it’s so short! Anyways, happy new years !!!!!

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The pair of teens sat side by side, sitting on the freshly trimmed grass. They had been quiet for the entire night, sharing glances at one another every so often. It was funny, because all their friends had seen what the pair had been doing except for the two themselves.

10 more seconds left until the new year. Fireworks went off everywhere, flashing colors from hues of blue to red and yellow. A pounding in their chests from the fireworks and the closeness of each other.

“Happy New Year!” Shouts could be heard from across the whole town, but all they could hear was the smacking of lips as they lent into a very heated kiss. All around were their classmates rooting for them and congratulating them for finally getting past beating around the bush.

Their eyes were closed the whole time, but when they open them in unison they glance at the dusted pink left on each other’s cheeks.

“Happy New Year Shoto.” He grins, growing rather fond from the usage of his first name coming from you, “Yeah, Happy New Year.”

[marinawriteseventually]

Pairing : Todoroki X Fem!Reader

Summary : Todoroki suffering from an depressive episode

Sidenote : I’m not very educated on Todoroki’s room, so I’ve assumed a few things (/^▽^)/ accept my guess and live with it. I’ve also taken into account my own experiences so this is based around that. Remember everyone is different! Sorry if I made Todoroki a bit OC, I tried to stray from doing so. I also wrote this at two different times, one being mid day and 12 am so excuse the ending? I also do not have a english degree so, ignore my imperfect grammar.

Word Count : around 1110 :)

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Todoroki was depressed. The bigger problem was he had no idea why he was feeling this way.

Everything was going great for him. His grades were well, his home life was pretty tame, his friendships and his relationship remained the same. So, why was he depressed? He didn’t understand, but he was not going to bother someone else with something he deemed ‘futile’. The only person who seemed to notice was y/n.

It wasn’t up until recently though, when he wouldn’t smile as much, at least the times he actually did. Or when he wasn’t as touchy feely, at least the few times he would.

He gave off a sad vibe, at least from what she could tell. Izuku had also taken notice afterwards. The way Todoroki strayed to the back and wouldn’t contribute to any conversations.

Izuku had wanted to confront him but was beaten by y/n who right after class had ended, went straight up to him and asked, “Are you okay?”

We’ve all heard this one in our lives. But to which do you mean, ‘okay’? Mentally or physically. He was sure neither was ‘okay’ at this point, but nonetheless he still refused to tell anyone or ask for help.

He got up from his desk and pushed past you and Midoriya, muttering a “I’m fine.” Of course, that was far from the truth. You had given up for just right now, knowing that pushing him would get you nowhere. But, if he didn’t end up telling you, you would then have to start questioning him more.

You did follow after him, saying neither mentioning nothing about how he was doing or feeling, instead chatting about the lesson from today and yesterday. The boy had noticeably spaced out from the conversation and was lagging a bit behind. “Shoto?” He looked up to the person calling his name, and then he realized the unintentional distance he had put between the two of you, metaphorically and in reality.

“I’m sorry,” he apologized and turned on his heel, heading the opposite direction. In turn, she chased after him, “What’s wrong?”

Again, no immediate answer. By this point she was grasping at straws, “I can help if something’s bothering you!” He only quickened his pace.

“Stop pushing me away, if you want someone to talk to I’ll be here. Just don’t keep denying it and holding it inside, it hurts me too.” She cried out, a few passer byers watching the scene unfold.

Was this technically a fight? He had no clue. If it was a fight, it was pretty one sided. Was she angry? He didn’t want to talk and add onto her ‘anger’, but he also didn’t want to leave her unknowing. Fuck. What should he do? Overthinking is something that he shouldn’t be doing, he should just calmly answer, speak, do something. But he couldn’t find the right words, or any words to tell the young girl.

Why did life have to be so intricate?

Instead of speaking he goes for option number two; a sigh. Y/n knows well enough what that means, and ventures off to the cafeteria, giving some time and distance between both of them before she continues their fight, therapy session, interrogation? One of those.

When she reaches the cafeteria the pit in her stomach grows, starting to regret her decision. Midoriya glares holes in the back of her head from where he’s seated, obviously wanting to know what happened but keeping his respected space.

It isn’t until later that y/n spills the events that played out to the green haired boy when everyone’s calmed and bedding down in their dorms. Midoriya listens, only speaking when she asks what she should do.

Hell, he doesn’t even know if you can consider that a fight. I mean fights are usually two sided? You can’t assault an invisible ghost, unless that invisible ghost is Hagakure.

“It’s not like you should apologize for caring about him, just apologize for overreacting? Sorry I’m not really good with the whole relationship thing, I only know how to fix friendship fights.”

“Thanks Midoriya, I appreciate it! I don’t really think I’m too good at the whole relationship thing either.” You smile and wave to him as you head to Todoroki’s room, an unnerving temptation to just book it and put it off until another day, which is just your anxiety talking.

A small tap is heard at his door, and he ponders opening it. Firstly he uses his fire to create a small light so he can find the light switch. He wasn’t doing anything really, just laying down and resting which basically entailed staring at the ceiling and thinking.

He finds the switch fast, turning it on before then standing at the door and once again thinking about opening it. He does though, meeting your eyes after a second and from what you can tell he’s been crying. I know it sounds foreign to you, the fact that someone like Shoto had been crying in the dark. You enter his room and shut the door behind you.

“Oh, Shoto.” You cup his face with your hands, “I’m sorry about blowing up at you, I was just frustrated that you wouldn’t tell me anything.” He wraps his arms around you, “I’m also sorry, I’m not good at sharing my feelings or asking for help.”

“So what’s actually wrong?” You detach from one another, you choosing the very wide range of floor space to sit down, right next to his futon. He joins you, plopping down onto his futon, laying down casually while resuming his position prior of staring at the ceiling. A few of his hairs have chosen to fall where they want and mix with red and white creating a candy cane effect.

“I’m not sure, I’m just feeling down. Like, everything’s fine but it doesn’t feel that way.” You nod, watching as he plays with the seams of his shirt. “I get that way sometimes, does it help talking to someone? It’s a bit different for everyone. I just need to know how I can help you,” you give him a smile grin, watching as he shifts his body over to your own. “I think it helps a little bit, I’m not sure because this is one of the few times I’ve had everything be okay, but I’m not okay.”

You get up, heading towards the light switch. For a second Shoto thinks he's said too much and you’re leaving, but when you turn the light out and make a full U-turn towards him from what he can see, he’s relieved. A small breath out escaping his chapped lips.

“I’ll stay with you tonight,” you suggest, “I even promise not to get caught!” He chuckles, knowing all too well you’ll keep your promise.

He doesn’t bother with the cover of the futon, just laying on top and sliding over a bit as you lay next to him and become the designated big spoon. This isn't the first time the two of you have cuddled, nor will it be the last. It is although, the first time spending a full night with each other.

“Thanks,” he spits out, feeling a little more calm and relaxed than before. You then both talk about how he’s feeling and very very random things.

It isn’t until 2 am that you both drift to sleep, the pair matching one another’s breathing patterns and the many circles rubbed into each other’s backs slowly disappearing.

[marinawriteseventually]

Accidents // Aizawa X Fem!Reader

Pairing : Aizawa X Fem!Reader

Summary: oopsy

Word Count : 319

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“I may have accidentally sort of adopted five cats.” Once that ridiculous line spewed out of your mouth Aizawa had really wanted to be angry or even a little annoyed but his love/addiction for feline’s had stopped him. He was actually quite fine with you adopting five cats, but like, he knows he shouldn’t encourage you.

“What do you mean sort of?” He tries to be angry but it isn’t really working, just sounds confused.

“Well, they were in the neighbors alleyway and you know how my quirk reacts when I see animals, so it just happened, they followed me home,” she explains. He sighs, looking around at the many cats that pool around his girlfriend’s feet. Every cat’s eyes turning to him and pleading with him to let them stay. Another sigh, “Fine, you can keep the cats but I’m not taking care of them.” Instant happiness as she hugs her boyfriend and tells the cats to follow her into the kitchen.

He really doesn’t know why or how you do it but every time you convince him to let you do something possibly stupid. He just wanted to come home from a long day of teaching and relax before his night patrol.

He tags along, also following you into the kitchen where you take a bag of cat food out of the cupboard. “Why do you have a bag of cat food?”

“Because sometimes I feed the stray cats!” He just makes direct eye contact while you express what might be your even greater love for cats then him. Then all at once every cat cries and demands their food to which you comply. He prys his eyes away from the scene and goes to his sleeping bag to where he can clear his head and rest. “Crazy woman,” he thinks but grins in a contradictory way. And to think he was getting ready to propose.

[marinawriteseventually]

Pop // Bakugou X Fem!Reader

Pairing : Bakugou X Fem!Reader

Summary : Cracking this bitch’s back

Word Count : 375

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pop. pop. pop.

Each little vertebrae made little cracking noises, a satisfying sound echoing through class 1A. In all honesty, you wouldn’t catch Bakugou dead on the floor but there he was, laying face first on the ground ONLY peasants dared walked on. Okay, yeah, a floor’s a floor.

It was just about 15 minutes before class and somehow Bakugou’s amazing girlfriend had convinced him to let her crack his back, neck, hell even his knees.

Bakugou. Had. NEVER. Had. His. Back. Cracked.

Or anything for the matter.

Listen, y/n may or may not be a crackaholic. The noises are just so satisfying and the feeling whether you’re the receiver or the giver is really blissful.

Bakugou had given in just this once because he was a sore boi today, and in all honesty couldn’t care less about his classmate’s snarky comments.

“Since when is Bakugou beneath us?” Pikachu commented to which the hedgehog had only answered with a surprising silence. When ‘Suki’ had not replied with an “shut up sparky” or “I’ll kill you” everyone’s - or the people who weren’t already watching - heads whipped around to the firework stand.

Y/n was sitting next to his body, firstly massaging away his tense muscles then getting down to the business of cracking his bones/joints/air pockets.

She started at the top near the base of his neck, telling him to breath in and out, and when he breathed out she cracked his back. Oh jesus.

That was fucking loud, god damn. I mean, you know he had never gotten anything cracked before but that was intense and the gleam in your eyes proved it. This was the equivalent of slime and asmr to you, the serene sounds of cracks. Everyone in the classroom, maybe even the whole school, heard it.

Then, she lowered her hand’s positions and once again cracked his back, and again for another six times. Some cringed while others found a new hobby.

By the time she was done with his back, neck, and knees, Aizawa had entered and was not sure what he had walked into but he was glad the grunts from the blonde had turned out to be rather PG-13. He doesn’t get paid enough. Lol.

[marinawriteseventually]

Pairing : Shoto X Fem!Reader

Summary : Headcanons for chill proposal time :]

Side note : Shoto is a lil sassy

Word Count : 400

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It’s fucking chilly

Like see your breath chilly

But Shoto has no problem with the cold unlike his s/o, she’s practically turned into a washer dryer with all the shaking she’s doing

They just wanted to get out of the cramped apartment and enjoy their few days off as heros

tbh, it was not worth leaving the comfort of the heated establishment

BUT

On a positive note, your ‘icyhot’ boyfriend just so happened to have a lovely and very useful fire quirk which was not intended for the use you were presenting

“Pwease-e start a small itty bitty fire so we can at least defrost this stupid metal bench”

“No”

With all your dumb (and cute) requests before he should be used to them by now, but everytime he thinks about it long and hard before answering ‘no’

He’s such a tease

“Pleaseeeeeee, I’ll do laundry for the next week”

“No” He just looks at you and you can feel your inner puppy dog coming out

“I’ll even do the dishes!”

“You’re already suppose to do the dishes” He retorts

“I’ll buy you plenty of Soba!”

“...” You can practically see the invisible grin and sparkle in his eyes, Soba always gets hi-

“No.”

“Aweeeeeee, CMON SHOTO, WHAT WILL BREAK YOU?” You shake your arms around to show your very evident frustration

By now it’s all pleading and puffing of cheeks, a small blush placed on his cheeks and a stutter appearing

“M-marry me?” Did he just. Ok then.

“S-stop, be serious.”

Did not expect this quiet boy to be so calm about such a big thing

“I am.”

OK. Two options. 1, go back to apartment and get warm. 2, accept ‘proposal’ and get instant heat

“Fine, but can you at least warm up the bench and melt the snow.”

“Sure.” He keeps to his word and melts away a place for the two of you

Ah yes, warmth

Anywho, what was that whole proposal thing?

When you look over at him and he already has a ring out

“I wasn’t sure how to propose so I just took my opportunity.”

Oh so he was serious, well what did you expect he’s such a smol bean who wouldn’t really lie

Instant accept and like a big kiss on the lips, “Are you still going to do the dishes? You were suppose to a week ago,” he quipps.

“...”

Baby steps.

[marinawriteseventually]

I’ll Kill You! // Bakugou X Reader

Pairing : Bakugou Katsuki X Gender Neutral!Reader

Summary : Soulmate Au Headcanons?

Word Count : 492

Sidenote : it’s pretty short, whoops. I’ll try to make something lengthy

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“I’ll kill you!”

Hm. What a nice soulmate tattoo, the first thing your soulmate will say to you and it’s “I’ll kill you”

Lovely

To be honest, when your parents found out about it they went into protective mode 127%

No one dare touch their precious child

And when you insisted on going to UA, big no no

“There are safer schools!” “Ones within 500ft!”

Thanks soulmate. Just ruin my chances why don’t you? Oh wait. YOU ALREADY DID.

Your soulmate better be worth all this trouble they’re causing because you don't know how much more you can take, they might as well go ahead and kill you because your parents are being a little too obsessive

You did end up going to UA thanks to a LOT of persuasion which we will not talk about; much research and bogus shit talking

Upon entering UA you come across one student who gets all Kaboomy? Is that a word? No.

Well, he was ready to make himself his own fireworks and prove to everyone he was the best, which earned an instant “no thanks” from you but an internal let me hold this poor boy

Oh yes, class 1A was going to be a blast ;]

When lunch came it just so happened this “Bakugou” boy was in front of you. While talking to a newly made friend in line you uh accidentally bumped into him and INSTANTLY regretted it

“I’ll kill you!” He spouted

Instant anger from both parties

“You are the worst soulmate ever!”

Fck.

Both stood facing one another, both sides feeling anger and shock.

“What the fuck do you think I’ve gone through with the whole ‘I’ll kill you’ nonsense on my wrist!”

“Well I’ve had to deal with ‘you are the worst soulmate ever’ so I’m not exactly fucking happy either”

The whole cafeteria had witnessed one of the weirdest soulmate meetings probably ever and had not known whether to clap or break up the fight? No one really knew if it could be called fighting or just interacting, but they still carried on with lunch and noted to not go near either two

Oh boi

So uh, you’re soulmates and all, and even bothered to sit at the same table

Angry glares? At this point the anger had dissipated and was now replaced with a sort of awkward silence

“Sorry?” You had said

“Yeah whatever.” For the first time he didn’t continue what would probably turn into another fight, just acknowledged and tried to semi move on

“So uh, my parents want to meet the one who said to me ‘I’ll kill you’”

“Yep.”

Great, the most angriest hedgehog ever is your soulmate, your parents will be VERY pleased

In the end, it all worked out

Somehow the two of you found a middleground and your parents were actually fond of the ‘nice’ side of Bakugou that he ‘put’ on