#vivid_dreamscapes

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Can I make a request please? KiriBaku or just Bakugo (if your not a fan of poly 🙈) noticing y/n hasn't been eating, suffering from ED since she was young but something triggered it again. I read one fairly recently and as someone struggling with the same issue, it just hit me in all the right places. I totally understand if you give this a hard pass since it can be triggering for others. Thank you

Yes, ofc! Ty for the request, and I’m happy to write this! I hope it can help bring comfort to people struggling with eating disorders. ❤️‍🩹

Kiribaku x Gn!Reader

Tw: Eating disorder, angst, cursing

Bakugou wanted to kill Mineta. He wanted to put a palm in his face and let out the biggest fucking explosion he could even muster. The only reason he hadn’t yet was because Kirishima reminded him that you probably didn’t want attention brought to you. And because, you know, potentially killing a classmate was a horrible idea.

It had all started two weeks ago, on a Wednesday. It had been your turn to make dinner for the class that night, and after a lot of studying, you were too tired to prepare a full-on meal. So, making a quick stop to the convenience store at the base of the hill UA was perched on, you made a bowl of instant ramen for every member in class 1-A.

Sure, you added certain vegetables, spices, eggs, or other ingredients to certain people’s bowls to make them a little fancier. But it was low effort, and honestly? Instant ramen didn’t sound too bad to 1-A either. Who wouldn’t want something so simple after one of the most hardcore week of training this semester?

Once you had set out everyone’s bowls, you sat down to eat your own. You had just been happily talking with Eijirou about some new move of his, when Mineta finally came and joined the group dinner.

“…wow [name]. Instant ramen? Is this what you eat regularly, cause that would explain why Mina looks skinned next to you.”

Instantly, Mina threw her fried egg at his face, shouting at him about how wrong he was, and how he’d really crossed a line. Everyone actually started yelling at him and defending you. But honestly…you didn’t even notice. You just stared at the food in front of you, suddenly feeling a loss of appetite.

And following that night, you’d slipped into an unfortunately all too familiar pattern. Checking the food labels. Eating the bare minimum. Checking the weight scale. Skipping out on meals.

The worst part? Nobody noticed. Not one person. You pushed it off as anxiety. Blamed it on the protein bar you told everyone you ate at the school gym earlier. That protein bar was never actually there. You said the meds you were taking came with loss of appetite as a side effect. You said you were fine.

It wasn’t until a couple nights ago, when it was Katsuki’s night to make dinner, that he finally took notice. The thing about your boyfriend…he’s a good fucking cook. And he damn well knows it. So he usually doesn’t give a shit about whether or not people like it.

But you and Eijirou are different. You’re his partners, his significant others. He wants you to like his food, craves your validation. So when he sees you barely ever touch his Horumonyaki, he’s kinda pissed.

“Oi.” He said, and you looked up form the napkin you had been fidgeting with. “Don’t like it or somethin’?”

“Oh no, Katsuki, it’s really good.” You said quickly, flashing him a nervous smile, which you disguised to be sheepish. “It’s just a bit spicy for me.”

Bullshit. He didn’t add any spice tonight because stupid Racoom Eyes kept complaining about how he always made his dinners, ‘too damn spicy’.

But he didn’t press anymore. He just told Eijirou. And for the next few days, they watched. They watched you eat lunch. They watched you eat snacks. They watched you eat breakfast, and they watched you eat dinner.

They watched you eat.

Or rather…

They watched you…not.

Until today. They decided they needed to do something about this. So they waited for the elevator to reach the floor your dorm was on. Katsuki had his fists clenched at his side, foot tapping impatiently. Eijirou looked at him in concern, placing a hand on his shoulder in an attempt to comfort him.

Once the entire door opened with a Bing, Katsuki stormed over to your dorm, Eijirou jogging in surprise to catch up.

“Oi!” Your angrier boyfriend of the two shouted, pounding on your door. “Open up idiot!”

“Katsuki, maybe they don’t want to be approached so aggressively.” Eijirou said, trying to reason with his explosive partner.

Regardless, you opened the door with a tired sigh. Your eyes were a little red rimmed, form being tired or having been crying, they couldn’t tell.

Originally, Katsuki had planned on giving you a very loud lecture and telling you that Mineta was fucking blind, and was spewing shit from his mouth. But seeing you so low, so out of energy, so…sad. It made him pause. And before he knew it, he was stepping forward, embracing you tightly.

You stumbled back a little in surprise, eyes wide before hugging him back. Eijirou quickly joined in on the hug, shutting the door to your dorm so nobody could spy on this personal, private moment.

So, after some gentle persuasion, you told them everything. How you’d struggled like this before. How you’d even trapped in this dark place for years, and had only been able to leave it a few months before coming to UA.

“I thought I was done with this.” You said through your tears, fists clenched on your knees. “I thought I was past this. God, it’s so stupid, and childish, and-“

“Hey, hey, hey.” Eijirou quickly cut you off, putting a hand on one of your trembling fists. He gently rubbed a calloused finger over your knuckles, giving you a soft look. “Nothing about this is childish. People having eating disorders though all ages in life, and not one of them is any more or less valid then the other.”

“Yeah, and not one of them is necessary.” Katsuki scoffed, and Eijirou threw him a look. “What?” The blonde asked gruffly, taking your other shaking fist in his two larger hands. “I mean that there’s no need to be so worried. Every body is beautiful. Just because one person says someone body looks one way, doesn’t mean the next person is going to see it the same way. And maybe they do. But maybe they find it attractive.”

You wiped a stray tear, trying to keep yourself from breaking down again. “B-But Mineta said-“

“Oh, Mineta said this?” Katsuki said, voice suddenly dark and angry. “Ohoho, I’m gonna fucking murder that little shit.”

Eijirou shot his boyfriend another warning look before rubbing your arms gently. “Listen, what Mineta said was out of line, and untrue. Remember when he called Jirou ugly? She’s not ugly, is she?”

You looked at him before shaking your head, wiping your eyes as your bottom lip grumbled a bit. “No. She’s really really pretty.”

“Exactly.” The redhead said with a smile, tilting his head. “So we already know Mineta’s judgment is pretty clouded.” He smiled, his words eliciting a laugh from you. He held up his hand, hardening it with his quirk. “Here. Squeeze it as hard as you need too, it won’t hurt.”

So you took his hand and squeezed the shit out of it, letting off some tension you hadn’t even noticed was in your shoulders. Smiling, you pulled back.

“Better?” Eijirou asked, and you nodded. Smiling, he and Katsuki scooted closer to you from both sides, wrapping their arms around you.

“We’re here for you every step of the way, [name].” Katsuki said gruffly, wiping a tear away with a rare smile.

Eijirou smiled and nodded, hugging you tighter. “We’re going to help you get through this. You’re not alone.”

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Requests welcome and wanted! :)

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Boyfriend!Ekko who, when you don’t get to come along on raids, makes sure to say “this is from [reader]” at least four times when hitting one of Silco’s goons.

Boyfriend!Ekko who gladly accepts scrap metal parts you find him, finding ways to make his hoverboard faster, or making tools and weapons to use.

Boyfriend!Ekko who watched you help paint the mural, and begrudgingly lets you use the non-toxic paint on his face, painting little hearts or stars or firelights on his cheeks.

Boyfriend!Ekko who rarely ever has a high sex drive—in fact, the thought of making love to you rarely ever crosses his mind, and when it does, it’s not like he needs you then and there.

Boyfriend!Ekko who, when he does get in bed with you, is nothing but sweet. He’s soft, praises you the whole time, and honestly could be a top or bottom. He’s really a very vanilla kinda guy.

Boyfriend!Ekko who watches you play with the younger kids in the firelight base with a smile. Scar honestly wonder sometimes if Ekko has baby fever, but he doesn’t really. Maybe when your both older and threats aren’t constantly presenting themselves.

Boyfriend!Ekko who refused to let you come to raids when he knew Jinx might make an appearance. He knows how many Firelights he’s lost to Silco’s almost-daughter, and he’s not willing to let you be one of them.

Boyfriend!Ekko who lets you come to a mission where Jinx makes a surprise appearance, and you handle yourself so well against her, he never doubts you or keeps you out of raids again.

Boyfriend!Ekko whose hut is rarely even his own. When he tinkers with stuff, your there chatting about your day to give him some background noise. He likes your voice.

Boyfriend!Ekko whose hut isn’t just his even at night, because you often stay the night. You both have plenty of nightmares, but his are definitely impacting his sleep. For a while now, you two basically cuddle and talk about random things until you fall asleep.

Boyfriend!Ekko who can cook well…but only some things. There are a few dishes he can make perfectly, but other than that, he’s not great in the kitchen. But he takes pride in making you dishes Benzo taught him when he was little. It’s all worth it to see the look on your face when you eat it, even if you’ve had it a million times.

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My first tag list! If you could call it that. Hope it works!

@spncrrdlvr

BEGGING FOR REQUESTS 🙏🙏🙏

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Ekko x Gn!Deaf!Reader

It had been about six months now. You were getting used to the raids, the small but cozy space, the way of life the firelights had going. The way of life you now had going. Everyone had let you in with open arms, another stray with the hope and determination to take down Silco. They all saw you as one of them, as a Firelight.

…despite the fact none of them could hold a conversation with you.

You had gotten good at reading lips after all these years—well, as good as you can get when most of your ‘conversations’ with people were hostile. The underground was like that—if you talked to someone, it was usually more shouting then anything else.

So no. The problem was never that, despite being deaf, you couldn’t hear them, but rather they couldn’t understand you. Having been deaf from birth, you’d never had the chance to learn how to truly talk. After all, you’d never had the time to learn, or had any sort of role model to teach you. So you spoke using sign language. Which, unfortunately, no one in the camp knew.

Over time, you had grown close to Ekko, the Firelight’s leader. Over many shared meals and raids, through the many warm days you helped around the camp, and after the late night days staying up to help him upgrade his hoverboard, you two had grown close.

Undeniably, you had grown feelings for the boy, eyes lingering longer on him as he passed by. You have been finding yourself staring at his strong arms as he trained, imagining them wrapped around you during late night cuddles. Fingers brushing against his palm when handing him tools during hoverboard upgrades made you imagine holding hands with him.

Your thoughts were usually kept at a wholesome level, for the first couple months. But soon, those same thought turned slowly yet extremely…explicit. Not that you would ever let anyone find out.

The docks of Zaun were, per usual, the most peaceful part of Piltover’s neighboring city. The murky green-blue water lapped calmly at the thick wooden rods holding up the wooden planks above the oceans surface. Not a sound was heard. Except for the pattering footsteps of someone running. A ginger haired teenage boy with an eyepatch ran frantically across the docks, a box under his arm. Behind him, on the usual hoverboards, came the Firelights.

Scar had overheard something about a new messenger boy delivering small shipments of shimmer through the upper parts of Zaun. Apparently, this was the boy. You, Ekko, Scar, and a few other Firelights were now chasing the boy quickly—a surprisingly hard task, considering how fast the scrawny teen could run.

He quickly dodged around a corner, and Ekko signaled for Scar to go down one alley, for another Firelight to go down another, and for you and the rest of the team to follow him in chasing the boy directly.

Nodding, you and the other followed right behind him. You kept low on your board, eyes scanning the area. But the second you looked away, a hand shot out in front of you from an alleyway.

Your stomach met the arm, causing you to let out a quick cry of painful surprise, your mask flying off. You hoverboard flew forward without you as you quickly fell backwards onto the ground. Ekko’s head spun around at the sound of your distress, eyes flashing. You fought the urge to throw up, the sudden hit to the stomach having that much of an effect.

The arm who had stopped you belonged to the boy you had been chasing, who stepped out from the alley. He grabbed you quickly, pulling you to your feet and pressing your back to his chest. He grabbed your jaw roughly, cracked and dirtied nails digging into your skin. You winced as he pulled your head back slightly, forcing your chin to tilt up slightly. In his other hand, he held a bottle of glowing pink shimmer. He quickly held it next to your face, staring the Firelight leader in the eye.

“Leave me alone! Or they’re drinking all of this.” The boy said, jaw grit tightly. No matter how threatening he seemed in this moment, it was clear this was an action driven by a frantic fear. Though you couldn’t see his face, and Theodore couldn’t read his lips, his intention were obvious with him holding the vial of liquid next to your head.

Ekko glared deeply at the boy from behind his mask. The other Firelights looked at the Boy Saviour, waiting to see what he would do. He just stood there, lip curled before grumbling a small ‘shit’ and stepping backwards off his hoverboard, hands up in the air. The others followed, not surprised with Ekko’s choice—he had always put Firelight members first.

“Now.” Ekko said, his voice distorted from behind the mask, yet still clearly dark with calm rage. “We won’t attack. So had them over.”

The boy holding you looked between each of the members before him, his breath getting more panicked as his brow furrowed. He took a few stumbling steps backwards, pulling you with him, before letting go of you and running off quickly.

You stumbled forward quickly, looking back in surprise. You rubbed the nail marks on your lower face as Ekko quickly came running over, taking off his mask as he quickly surveyed your face. “You okay?” He asked, worry tainting his tone slightly. You read his lips before nodding, giving him a weak smile. He stared at you for a moment longer before turning around and delivered some orders, you assumed.

Later that night, Ekko laid awake in his bed, staring at the ceiling. He couldn’t get the memory out of his head. Seeing you flying off the board…it replayed in his mind, in a sort of slow mo way. And what if that boy really had forced you to drink the Shimmer? He shuddered thinking about it. He knew he had to do it. He had to, before something did happen, and it was too late.

So, the next day, he found you playing with some kids. He walked over, rubbing the back of his neck nervously. You looked up and he said awkwardly; “Hey…can I talk to you?” You narrowed your eyes as you read his lips before nodding.

You followed him over to the empty training area and he bit his lip in a nervous manner. You wished you could bite that lip…no. Y/n. Stop. Not the time.

He just paused before awkwardly, out of fear of messing up, raised his hands. You tilted your head before he started…signing? When had he learned sign language? Your eyes widened, but you didn’t have time to think about it before you realized what he was signing. A confession. A shaky, slightly messy one, but one none the less.

After a moment, he looked up at you. You looked up at him as well, face a deep flush. After a moment, you nodded, signing ‘I like you too’. He sighed in relief, before holding his hands up again. He hesitated before signing: ‘Can I kiss you?’

Your eyes shone with a bright, happy light as you signed back;

‘Yes.’

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I always worry about somehow being offensive or insensitive when posting something where the reader or character has a condition/disability/etc I don’t have experience with, so if I did/wrote/got smth wrong, please let me know and I’ll fix it!

@spncrrdlvr (didn’t know if you wanted to keep being tagged, but just in case, here ya go)

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can we get like college/high school ekko? either a headcanon or a sweet smut (if you're comfortable) , like a sweet date with some flirty banter in a festival of sorts

Yussss, ofc. Don’t write smut, but a flirty Ekko college au sounds awesome! I wrote them how I usually write headcanons, but if you want me to write it in a more story-like way, just shoot me a message and I’ll make a second one written like that! :)

Credits to Dormnoodles on Instagram for the Ekko art!

College!Ekko x College!Gn!Reader

College!Ekko, who is dreading the upcoming final exams of the school year, despite getting to study with you every day leading up to them.

College!Ekko, who has you believing he’s dreading for the same reason everyone else is; They’re long, hard, and determine whether or not you’ve passed.

College!Ekko, who’s actually dreading the end, because he promised himself he’d take you out before the year ended.

College!Ekko, who finally musters up the courage to ask by making a painting of you in his art class he takes on the side.

College!Ekko, who wrote on the side of the canvas frame has; ‘will you got out with me?’ Of course, you said yes.

College!Ekko, who takes you to the fanciest restaurant a college kid can afford…Raising Canes.

College!Ekko, who had a good damn meal there, and so did you.

College!Ekko, who accidentally made a suggestive comment during the dinner; ‘you look too good to eat’.

College!Ekko, who meant ‘it’, while referring to the desert he had ordered.

College!Ekko, who pulled the classic, frantic; ‘not that I wouldn’t eat you! I mean—not like—I just—not unless you wanted me to!’

College!Ekko, who knew he ruined everything…until you laughed and started subtly flirting on a much more suggestive level.

College!Ekko, who decides with you to wait until after exams go on another date, but Ike with a much more…exciting ending.

College!Ekko, who was so exhausted after exams, that he suggested just cuddling and watching a movie, which you quickly agreed to for similar reasons.

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Requests welcome and wanted!

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Yall know that movie that when you see it, your obsessed with it for a few weeks, then just kinda forget about it until you watch it again and the cycle continues? YALL THAT MOVIE FOR ME IS ENCANTO CAUSE CAMILO?! HELLO?! Dolores is pretty fine too, ngl…

BUT LIKE, NOBODY CARES ABT IT ANYMORE. I’m reading all the Camilo x reader fics I can rn on tumblr, but besides one story on quotev (thank you author of that book, your work is so greatly appreciate 🙏🙏🙏) nobody writes them anymore. And if I request one from someone, they prob won’t write it, and if I write one nobody will read it.

If anyone still writes Camilo x reader fics and sees this, lmk, cause I guarantee I will eat ur fics up.

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Student!Tenor!Ekko x Gn!Student!Treble!Reader

Maybe possibly kinda sorta based off smth that happened to me today

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Recently, a certain someone in your choir had developed a…crush on you. Well, no. Not recently. To be honest, this crush had been around since the day you transferred to Zaun High. Since you’d walked into his choir class and introduced yourself. Since you’d been put in one of the treble sections, the complete opposite side of the room as him, but leaving your perfectly in his view.

How lucky was he that you joined Mixed choir? Of all of the school’s choirs; Treble, advanced treble, or any of the other fancy side choirs, you were in mixed. With him. Well…him and every other section of treble choir and base choir.

He hasn’t said anything to you. Hadn’t held a conversation. Hell, he wasn’t even sure you knew he existed outside of a solo he got one time. But that didn’t stop his heart from fluttering. Didn’t stop the butterflies in his stomach from swarming, flying from his core through his limbs with a tingle.

Until today. Today, the choir director had decided people were to try sitting with a different voice section. So when he saw you walking in his direction, not yet having made any friend in choir, he took his chance.

“Hey! Uh…would you like to sit with me and Scar?” Ekko asked, gesturing to himself and his friend Scar, a deep bass. You shrugged and sat down with a smile.

You two didn’t talk at all the entire first two songs. You just sang next to him, honey-sounding voice filling his ears. But once you got a small break to talk about things you could fix in the song, a small conversation started. Thanks to Scar for starting that.

After that conversation had ended, he turned to you with a grin, a nervous one, though masked to seem like your typical smile. “Your voice sounds really good.” He told you, watching as you met his eyes with your own. God your eyes were gorgeous. How had he never noticed?

“Me?” You asked, and he nodded. You gave him a small, soft smile, before responding with; “I was worried I was being too quiet.”

Ekko shook his head with a small, nervous laugh of his own, rubbing the back of your neck. “No, no, I could hear you.” He said.

The next thing he planned on saying was ‘your voice is very pretty’. What did he say?

“You’re very pretty.”

Looking away immediately back down at his sheet music, he quickly mumbled out ‘Voice’. Scar gave him a look and he just started immediately beating himself up mentally. Of all the stereotypical things that could have possibly happened…

You gave him a look that he didn’t see, one Scar later described to Ekko as ‘understanding’, but neither of you spoke for the rest of the day.

For the rest of the day, Ekko was simply…mortified with himself. He couldn’t stop thinking about it. Why? How? How could he have messed up so royally?

If only he knew that around 9PM, you laid in your bed, staring at the ceiling, hoping to get to do the activity again tomorrow.

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GUYS GUESS WHO I WAS IN THIS. I WAS MF EKKO. I’m lowkey going to move far, far away, and crawl in a hole, and binge Arcane until I forget all abt this and DIE. Never try to get close to ur crush you guys, YOU MUGHT ACCIDENTALLY PULL A DISNEY CHANNEL MAIN CHARACTER MOVE AND TELL THEN THEY’RE PRETTY.

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[vivid-dreamscapes]

Ekko requests, anyone?

Or Bakugou?

Or Timebomb?

Kiribaku?

Shinkami?

Anyone?

Just shoot them off to my inbox!

….seriously, I have rlly bad writers block but I wanna write T^T

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The sheer hate I have for the iPhone update yesterdayyyyyy. I struggle with change in general, so there’s that. And I just HAPPENED to get a new, thicker phone case same day, which feels weird in my hand, so that was—and still is—a weird change. BUT THAT SAME NIGHT THIS STUPID UPDATE COMES OUT. And usually updates change, like, barely anything.

BUT WHY DID IT HAVE TO CHANGE EVERYTHING. That little screen when you pull down the top of your screen? Changed. The emoji lineup? Changed. Seriously, why did they make them bigger?! I memorized where each one was, but now I have to re-memorize it.

BUT WHY DID THEY HAVE TO CHANGE THE PHOTOS APP. LIKE WHAT IS THIS SHITTT. So many unnecessary buttons, and things to click, AND WHY DID THEY HAVE TO ADD ALL THE EXTRAS UNDERNEATH THE PHOTOS?! It was easier to just click onto a different thing and all that.

I wish they could have at LEAST let you choose to keep the old layout or not. Now I just get pissed off whenever I open any app the update influenced.

Anyone feel the same?