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anime writing sideblog of satcrns

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— hi i’m maddy!! this a sideblog of @satcrns made specifically for my anime writing!! this blog is no longer going to be active, but i’ll keep it up as an archive!!

— fic recs: @satcrnslibrary

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number one fan

soccer player!porco galliard x f!reader

porco galliard i will never forget you😔

it’s too early for this you think as an elbow in the arm from pieck brings you out of your trance. it was an away game, an away game that was annoyingly very early in the morning, but you, marcel, and pieck wanted to do something special for porco, so here you were to surprise him.

he didn’t think anyone would come out to his away games, but he severely underestimated the amount of love the trio of his brother, his best friend, and his girlfriend could bring to the table.

you had laughed when you saw his text this morning, on my way to the game. hope you sleep in, see you later baby. it took all of your might not to respond, he had to think you were comfortably asleep in your dorm room right now and not in the car on the way to where he was playing.

pieck turns the music up and starts to tap the steering wheel to the beat, “he’s going to be so excited to see us!” she smiled, looking at marcel through the rearview mirror.

"he's going to lose his mind when he sees [name]," marcel chuckles. you might had overdone it, but you know porco will love it. you've got one of his old jerseys on and you've painted his number, 11, on your cheek. you know porco is going to love seeing you wearing his last name around with pride.

the three of you hunted for the perfect spot on the bleachers, trying to find the best spot for watching porco play. he had yet to notice the three of you, he was honed in on listening to the coach.

and then he turned around. and he saw you there, laughing at something that pieck said. he had to stifle the biggest smile on his face, which became impossible when you got up to go grab sodas from the concession stand and he saw galliard across your back.

he always felt like he played better when you were watching, when he could hear you cheering him on. he didn't expect you to come to away games, especially one an hour away and early in the morning. but you still came to surprise him anyway. god, he's so in love with you.

and when you ran out on the field after the game, he held you as close as possible (despite being sweaty and gross) and laughed as you rambled to him about how proud you were of him.

"thank you for coming, baby," he beamed down at you.

"i'm always happy to watch you play, pock," you pecked him on the lips.

"let me go grab my stuff, you can ride back with me," porco winks at you before leaning down to tell you one last thing: "you look good wearing my last name, by the way."

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"hurry up, baby," katsuki yells from the kitchen where he's currently waiting for you to get ready for his birthday dinner.

"just one more minute, kats!" you yell back, knowing that even though katsuki will feign annoyance, he's happy to give you as much time as you need.

you finish putting on your jewelry and fix your hair one more time before looking at yourself and then showing off your finished look to katsuki.

"ok baby, how do i look?" you walk out of your shared bedroom, taking in katsuki's heated cheeks as his eyes scan over your curves in the tight red dress you're wearing.

"damn," is all katsuki can say, holding back all of the thoughts in his head as you twirl around for him so that he can see the back of your dress.

"damn?" you laugh as you move closer to him to sneak a kiss to his cheek before you look for your purse.

"you ready to go?" katsuki grabs his keys and shoots kirishima a text to let him know you two are on the way to the restaurant.

"let's go celebrate your day," you wrap your arms around his neck and lean in to whisper in his ear, "then i can show you the special surprise i have waiting for you when we get home."

katsuki really hopes he can make it through dinner now.

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you don’t go to parties

eren jaeger x reader

inspired by: you don't go to parties by 5 seconds of summer

word count: 1.3k

it had been two months since the last time eren had seen you at a party, two months since he did the stupidest thing in the world. 

his hand tightened around the red plastic cup in it as that night played over in his mind, the blonde meant nothing to him and yet he didn’t mind slipping her into his bedroom. if he had one wish in the world, it would’ve been to erase that night. 

the music vibrated all around him and the flashing lights were starting to give him a headache, the amount of beer in his system definitely didn’t help either. i need some air, he thought to himself as he made his way towards the door that would lead him out to the balcony. there was no one out there, thankfully. he pulled out his phone, his finger hovering over your text messages. 

eren: when you getting here ?

you: i’m not coming tonight. have fun. 

two months ago. there had been many parties since then and you hadn’t come to a single one. mikasa said you just needed some space, but hadn’t eren already given you enough? you occupied every thought in his brain, he wanted to occupy your mind too. he apoligized profusely when you saw him leave the bedroom with the blonde girl on his arm, but the damage was already done. 

“you had told y/n only nights before that you liked her, eren, of course what you did hurt her,” mikasa had tried to explain to him the next morning as eren pouted into his cereal. 

“i told her i was sorry!” eren yelled, his frustration had been building all night and it needed an outlet for escape. 

“that’s doesn’t cut it, eren. you really hurt her,” mikasa’s tone never wavered, she remained stern, walking away as eren continued to try and explain the situation. 

and now, two months later he’s left alone at his own party. 

i miss you, his fingers type out and quickly erase. 

maybe one day he would get the courage to send it, maybe one day you could heal this rift between you, maybe one day you would come back to him and you would need him again, but for now, here he was alone. 

“eren!” connie opened the door and stumbled onto the balcony, “we need you, man! beer pong!” he yelled, which didn’t help the headache eren was sporting. 

“all right man, let’s do it,” eren turned off his phone and pocketed it, hoping that maybe even more beer would help him get his mind off of you. 

“eren!” he jolted awake at the sound of mikasa’s voice. his head was pounding and the sunlight filling the room only irritated his eyes further. 

“what?” he said groggily, it took him a few seconds to realize that he was in the living room, i must have passed out on the couch he thought to himself and struggled to sit up. 

“can you help clean up, please?” he then noticed the trash bag in mikasa’s hand and the look she was giving him was enough to make him kick himself into gear, getting up and grabbing some of the empty beer bottles by the couch, beer bottles that were definitely his doing. once his mind had woken up enough to focus on others, he noticed that mikasa was dressed up. 

“where are you going?” eren asked her. 

“meeting y/n for lunch,” she didn’t even spare a glance at the brunette, she just kept putting the bottles in the trash bag. eren’s heart jolted at the ention of your name. 

“mikasa will you please try to talk to her,” eren began to plead, desperation soaking into every word. 

“eren, please stop asking me that,” mikasa finally stopped cleaning and glared at him. “i’m tired of cleaning up your messes.” 

“this is the last time, i promise,” he resisted the urge to grab her by her shoulders and shake her in an effort of understanding. 

“eren. stop.” 

he just groaned in response, abandoning his job to sit back on the couch and sulk. 

“i’m not the one told a girl he liked her and then immediately stabbed her in the back.” and with that, mikasa left the room. 

realizing that mikasa was a dead end, eren decided it was time to put his own mind to work. maybe he could get you flowers, maybe a card. a handwritten card, he added. that was sure to win you over. the longer he thought about it, the more sure he was that he would need to put real effort into winning you over, which for eren was very different from what he was used to. 

he started with a list of questions mikasa could ask: what’s your favorite flower? do you like chocolates? jean, connie, and armin were baffled by the amount of effort eren was putting into this, they had never seen eren put this much effort into anything. but to eren, a girl that made him feel the way you did was worth the effort.

for eren’s whole life he had been known as the boy with the short temper, always ready to explode. another thing that was certain was that mikasa would probably be right behind to clean up the messes that eren had made. 

he knew that his friends loved him, especially armin and mikasa, but he also knew that while they loved him they also looked at him as a nuisance sometimes. but you never looked at him that way. 

you hung onto his every word, laughing at his jokes and strangely enough he found himself giving that same attention and focus right back to you. he was also somehow calmer around you, the anger subsiding when he felt you beside him. he wanted you to be by his side as long as he could keep you there. 

there was a party tonight, but eren isn’t going. jean almost dropped his cup when eren walked out the door with roses in his hand, leaving the drinks and the girls behind. he rehearsed what he was going to say the entire time he walked to your apartment, the many apologies ready to fall from his lips. 

when he got there he was practically shaking, terrified that somehow he was going to mess this up. he knocked and waited, and finally you showed up. you stood in front of him, as gorgeous as ever, in an oversized t-shirt. eren’s heart dropped when he realized you weren’t wearing any pants. had you just gotten out of bed? “eren?” your eyes were wide, shock etched into your features. 

“i just wanted to-” 

“eren, now is not a good time,” you cut him off, looking over your shoulder at the sound of a door opening. 

“y/n, something wrong?” eren thought he could feel his heart ripping apart when reiner walked out of your bedroom without a shirt (which eren presumed was how you got the one you were wearing). 

“no, i’ll be back in a second,” you said to the blonde man as he walked into the kitchen, opening the fridge, obviously waiting for eren to leave. “eren, can we do this later?” 

“yeah,” he was speechless, blinking back the stinging feeling in his eyes. “bye, y/n.” he didn’t even give you time to respond, he was down the hall in a second. 

he couldn’t decide if he wanted to scream or throw something at the wall. he couldn’t blame you for this, he was the one who utterly fucked up in the first place so you went somewhere else. he had finally decided to give someone his heart and then he fucked it up.

it was fine though, he told himself. he would throw the flowers away, rip up the card, and go back to the party. he would drown out the thought of you with a drink and then find someone else to keep him warm, he would just have to pretend the face they wore was yours.

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the way i posted a draft omg embarrassing

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attack on titan

eren jaeger:

you don't go to parties | angst, 1.3k words

porco galliard

number one fan | soccer player porco !!

multiple characters:

studying with the aot boys — studying with porco, eren, jean, and armin

my hero academia

katsuki bakugo:

morning, sunshine — domestic mornings with katsuki

drabbles: 1

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morning, sunshine

katsuki bakugo x f!reader

you’ve been with katsuki so long that his five a.m alarm doesn’t bother you anymore. in the beginning, you would groan and complain so much that bakugo could feel your grumpiness when he kissed you before leaving for his run. now, you smile at him half asleep and slur out a “have fun,” before giving him his good-bye kiss. 

your alarm goes off an hour later, katsuki should be back from his run and working on breakfast. he insists on making breakfast, making sure his meal is balanced and nutritious to fuel him on his work day and he makes you the same thing (he tells you it’s because he prefers to do the cooking, but you know that’s his way of showing you how much he loves you, so you don’t complain). 

you’re struggling to get up this morning, and when katsuki sees the clock hit 6:03 he’s immediately walking into the bedroom, a “wake up, dumbass” on his lips, but when he sees how cute you look trying to fight sleep and wake up the words fall away. he slowly moves closer to the bed. 

“g’morning katsuki,” you mumble, your words thick with sleep. 

“yeah, yeah - morning, sunshine,” he lets out a laugh, his voice deep and gravelly. it sends chills down your spine. “it’s time to wake up, start the day.” you try to throw a pillow at him, but since you’re moving slowly and he’s a literal pro-hero, he catches it. “don’t make me carry you out of bed.”

you raise an eyebrow at him, “don’t tempt me, katsu.” 

he rolls his eyes at this, but you can see a faint smile dance across his lips. suddenly, you feel calloused hands moving under your legs and your back and then your in the air, adrenaline rushing through you and sending your arms to grab on to him. well, that’s one way to wake up. “katsuki bakugo! i was joking!” you yell while he laughs at your panic. he walks you to the kitchen, like he promised, and put you down by the counter. 

“i hate you,” you huffed as you began to watch katsuki cook, his expert skills on display. watching him cook was fun, and sometimes he let you hug him from behind while he cooked which was even more fun. 

“yeah, hate you too, baby” he turned around to wink at you before turning his attention back to the eggs he was cracking. bakugo never imagined he would be the type to live a domestic life, to make two cups of coffee in the morning instead of one and do the things he once deemed trivial like buying you flowers simply because they remind him of you. he never thought his heart would race when he saw you in his old sweatshirts or when you beamed at him after buying dynamight merch. he also never knew that even just telling someone that you were his girlfriend would have the effect that it did, it made him feel like a lovesick idiot, but he didn’t care because he loved every second of it. you meant everything to katsuki, and moments like this were his absolute favorite.

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attack on titan/porco galliard brainrot is so strong right now so let me just drop this thought here…

porco never had to impress anyone when he was around her, he could let his guard down. when he was with her, he was never in anyone’s shadow, he was never “marcel’s brother,” he was just porco, her porco. and that was more than enough for him. 

i am so obsessed with him!! 

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studying with the attack on titan boys ♡♡

featuring: porco, eren, armin, jean

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