hiiii hru <333 are you working on any fics rn you’re excited abt feel free to yap if so! also how are you and katsuki doing these days?? what is something you do for him when he’s feeling down or vice versa 🫶 omg also how do you feel after seeing timeskip katsuki animated bc he looks soo good i screamed when i saw kirishima
Hello lovely :) I'm doing okay!
I'm honestly working on a lot of different fics, but none are near complete so sadly I don't know what I will be posting anytime soon 😭
one wip im very excited for will definitely be out whenever I have the motivation to do it! here's a lil hint
with katsuki i very much think play fighting is just the solution to being down so i love a lil scrap a little angry yell abt how much we love each other
timeskip katsuki is what drew me back in after all these years and icl i love him in every form ive seen but i rlly do miss the lil detail of him having rlly small eyebags in the manga with the epilogue like look at him :(
ik it's probs the eyeliner he uses for his costume, but i loved the idea of him looking like he has a lil cold with rosy under eyes and blushy nose. idk my type of men are beautiful, successful, and a little tired. Either way I adore him and can't wait to see him in the epilogue!!!
Note: Please be kind!! I've been struggling to write, but I really wanted to write something for this man <3
Katsuki knew all about your situation, how lonely your day was when it came to celebrating your birthday.
Lacking the ability to even think about the day when every time you tried to celebrate it just ended up feeling like a waste.
Poor planning, inviting the wrong kinds of people, sometimes it was just family arguments or rude comments that seemed to make your joy in the occasion dwindle. The lack of candles in your childhood and clear signs that your birthdays were filled with more arguments than cake.
This year, he had a different idea and he really, really hoped that it would work or else he was embarrassing himself in front of everyone. Then again, embarrassment was a small price to pay to see you smile.
So he went through with his plan, taking you out all day with him, saying he just wanted to be able to celebrate alone with you this year.
Smiling in silence anytime he saw you point out nice things or something you thought would suit him. Content getting to see you prettied up with that shy look on your face that you always seemed to have whenever you did anything for him, even after all this time.
Pinkies intertwined as you walked along the path to your home, feeling him pause right when you reached the front yard, tugging you back gently.
“Wait… I wanted to ask you something before we made it back.”
You freeze up a bit, looking at him in confusion before you nod, smiling softly as you untangle your hand from his, gently running your fingertips along his chest, stopping right over his heart.
Peering at him through your lashes as you lower your voice, gentle and coaxing just for him.
“Tell me.”
Damn it, you knew how to make him feel like he was completely melting just from touching him, feeling his hands twitch as he takes in a deep breath. Gently reaching up to rest his balm over yours, a slight tremor in his touch.
“Well, shit—I mean… I really suck at this.”
His words just made you laugh a bit, looking at him in amusement before you notice him roll his eyes at you. Letting him speak up again, knowing deep down he really was the flustered type when it came to speaking his mind.
“Look, I know birthdays are kind of hard for you to enjoy, you might not say it, but I know you get jealous over parties and events… So I thought maybe, since you don’t like celebrating your birthday… We could share mine.”
You completely freeze up at that, looking at him with wide eyes and mild embarrassment.
One thing about Katsuki, he saw the little girl moping in your heart, the one who longed for a life like his. The one who felt so small but too big to fit in the right mold to be loved the right way.
Feeling small under his gaze right now as you shrink into yourself the smallest bit, peaking to him through your lashes.
“You’d really wanna do that? Wouldn’t that be weird?”
In that moment he just grins, completely melting as he feels comfortable again to speak, reaching for your hands, lifting them to his heart tenderly.
“It would make the day better, you silly girl.”
That made you giggle a bit, leaning into his touch and gently resting your head to his shoulder.
“Then maybe… I should just listen for once.”
Love, the childish, foolish urge to do anything for another person.
Love was the only thing the two of you could bare to even have for one another.
Fingers intertwined as you guide him inside your home, giggling loudly until you had to hold your stomach when you saw the mess of decorations he’d had his friends work on when you were out.
Touches of their effort there while they’d left the space for you two and a little note reminding him he owed them one.
i love you shy reader-inserts i love you naive reader-inserts i love you soft-spoken reader-inserts i love any and all reader-inserts and you should not complain about them in the x reader tag. by doing so you are putting down someone's creative work and efforts when you could have simply moved on, or even better, written your own story
hi hii !! i wanted to ask how you and katsuki got together, also how did you meet? and who asks who out first? ooo and who fell first and who fell harder 𐔌՞ ܸ.ˬ.ܸ՞𐦯
this is such a fun ask!
okay, this might be a bit of a rant so im keeping it all under the little keep reading button :)
So me and katsuki used to be childhood friends through family, our parents and izuku's would have the three of us sit together while they had their own little group visits
katsuki being katsuki was def a bully the whole time but I of course ever the fool have had a crush on him since we'd met.
I would force him and Izuku to watch Cinderella with me until they had it memorized. It gets even worse I'm wearing my Cinderella costume, I'll beg for one of them to dance with me whenever the scene of the prince and her comes up.
But when high school comes around I don't really talk with either of them anymore. Until after the war where I tried to visit with my mom regularly, but never got too close since I knew things weren't the same.
Finally!! (I'm sorry for ranting) Katsuki and I end up getting nudged in the right direction when I bump into him when he's moving out of his parents home and I'm job searching. He offers me a position at his place as a secretary since he obviously can't hire me as a hero lollll.
After months we end up finally talking, genuinely talking and everything comes pouring out. Tearful little admissions of insecurity from my end, still longing for him no matter what I tried to do.
Then suddenly instead of me doing coffee runs for the office, it's all already there and there's a note on my desk with a cup of tea for me.
I like to think we accidentally never put a label on ourselves until Katsuki gets fed up and asks me to marry him teehee.
Note: Please be kind!! I've been struggling to write, but I really wanted to write something for this man <3
Katsuki knew all about your situation, how lonely your day was when it came to celebrating your birthday.
Lacking the ability to even think about the day when every time you tried to celebrate it just ended up feeling like a waste.
Poor planning, inviting the wrong kinds of people, sometimes it was just family arguments or rude comments that seemed to make your joy in the occasion dwindle. The lack of candles in your childhood and clear signs that your birthdays were filled with more arguments than cake.
This year, he had a different idea and he really, really hoped that it would work or else he was embarrassing himself in front of everyone. Then again, embarrassment was a small price to pay to see you smile.
So he went through with his plan, taking you out all day with him, saying he just wanted to be able to celebrate alone with you this year.
Smiling in silence anytime he saw you point out nice things or something you thought would suit him. Content getting to see you prettied up with that shy look on your face that you always seemed to have whenever you did anything for him, even after all this time.
Pinkies intertwined as you walked along the path to your home, feeling him pause right when you reached the front yard, tugging you back gently.
“Wait… I wanted to ask you something before we made it back.”
You freeze up a bit, looking at him in confusion before you nod, smiling softly as you untangle your hand from his, gently running your fingertips along his chest, stopping right over his heart.
Peering at him through your lashes as you lower your voice, gentle and coaxing just for him.
“Tell me.”
Damn it, you knew how to make him feel like he was completely melting just from touching him, feeling his hands twitch as he takes in a deep breath. Gently reaching up to rest his balm over yours, a slight tremor in his touch.
“Well, shit—I mean… I really suck at this.”
His words just made you laugh a bit, looking at him in amusement before you notice him roll his eyes at you. Letting him speak up again, knowing deep down he really was the flustered type when it came to speaking his mind.
“Look, I know birthdays are kind of hard for you to enjoy, you might not say it, but I know you get jealous over parties and events… So I thought maybe, since you don’t like celebrating your birthday… We could share mine.”
You completely freeze up at that, looking at him with wide eyes and mild embarrassment.
One thing about Katsuki, he saw the little girl moping in your heart, the one who longed for a life like his. The one who felt so small but too big to fit in the right mold to be loved the right way.
Feeling small under his gaze right now as you shrink into yourself the smallest bit, peaking to him through your lashes.
“You’d really wanna do that? Wouldn’t that be weird?”
In that moment he just grins, completely melting as he feels comfortable again to speak, reaching for your hands, lifting them to his heart tenderly.
“It would make the day better, you silly girl.”
That made you giggle a bit, leaning into his touch and gently resting your head to his shoulder.
“Then maybe… I should just listen for once.”
Love, the childish, foolish urge to do anything for another person.
Love was the only thing the two of you could bare to even have for one another.
Fingers intertwined as you guide him inside your home, giggling loudly until you had to hold your stomach when you saw the mess of decorations he’d had his friends work on when you were out.
Touches of their effort there while they’d left the space for you two and a little note reminding him he owed them one.
No one knew this, but Katsuki had always been your hero.
From the very beginning in middle school when girls and boys would tease you for the scar present on your cheek.
At first you didn't notice it, not expecting attention from any of the boys in class, let alone him. You knew that all the other girls in your class were scared of him and found his attitude annoying.
But to you?
He was your knight in shining armor... Even if he kind of treated you like dirt.
The first time you were there when he stood up for you was one that made you absolutely melt inside.
Yes, it should have been embarrassing, since his friends were the ones making fun of your face.
With one of them looking to him in amusement and gesturing over his own face. "Honestly, I don't know how that girl does it. If I looked like her, I wouldn't leave the house."
Bakugo just looked at him in annoyance before he shoved him back with one hand to head over to his desk. "Shut up, she looks more normal than you. You look like those ugly eye popper pens my mom would buy me from books fairs."
Yeah, his friend wasn't laughing much after that and you'd completely fallen head over heels for the blond boy in your class.
When he started noticing that everyone was genuinely making fun of you all the time, he didn't do much about it.
Except he did, letting you eat lunch with him quietly after he waved his friends off. Neither one of you really talked, but it kept people away from you, while Katsuki just seemed unaffected by the situation.
It'd become a regular occurrence for the two of you to be around each other, with you tagging along and following him around like a lost puppy.
With how excited you were to see him, you might as well have been.
He didn't seem to mind though, opting to keep his mouth shut as you joined him.
Not saying a word when you cried after finding out how he treats Midoriya.
Not saying anything when you decided to keep joining him like usual.
He didn't even say much when you cried on your last day when he walked you home for the last time.
But when you smiled over the scar he'd gotten on his cheek, that was the first time he'd actually gone speechless.
Because he never realized just how beautiful you are, not until you curled up against him on his hospital bed when no one was around and smiled to him softly.
Making sure to press your cheek to his where both your scars meshed.
It was stupid and he would've found it corny if it had been at any point before then.
"Now we're matching."
Was what you said softly as you sniffled a bit, smiling to him softly before you turned to look down to him. Hands cradling his head as you let your eyes meet.
Crap.
You really were a sight for sore eyes and he was grateful, so grateful that he was the one who got to have you.
im ngl i love when ppls fics are cringe and you can tell they genuinely enjoyed writing it. especially when it's self indulgent and they're just enjoying themselves pretending they're the ones in the story. bc that was the whole point of self insert or reader insert fanfics. it doesn't have to appeal to everyone, because it doesn't have to be made for everyone, it's for themselves.
Quirkless au!! Where Katsuki's a gym teacher at an elementary school and you're the school librarian. No one knows you two are together, even though any time a class has to switch from the gymnasium to the library the two of you are always flirting. Cute little back and forths during any conferences and parent-teacher nights where you're more volunteering to assist than having to talk to anyone's parents.
Whenever he's not working you can 100% find him in the library helping you. He's carrying stacks of books for you, pushing the little cart, guiding classes for their teachers to the library for you.
Ironically enough, I feel like he doesn't love kids that much, but he won't deny finding them adorable.
Quirkless au!! Where Katsuki's a gym teacher at an elementary school and you're the school librarian. No one knows you two are together, even though any time a class has to switch from the gymnasium to the library the two of you are always flirting. Cute little back and forths during any conferences and parent-teacher nights where you're more volunteering to assist than having to talk to anyone's parents.
Thinking of angst with that damn song 'I Thought I Saw Your Face Today'.
The autumn leaves rustle as you stare out the window, listening to the teacher drawl on as they taught the lesson. Eyes stuck on the scene outside, the perfect portrait of peace.
Though you knew deep down inside you knew that peace was the last thing you'd be met with once the day was over.
Why'd you have to be dumb enough to send that letter?
Katsuki was just a childhood crush, why did you have to feel this way all over again?
Now you were met face to face with him throwing his soda can right at you. Blind to everything around you but able to hear his laughing as he throws the letter down to the floor, stomping down on it in front of you as he leaves.
Somehow you were met face to face with him all over, eyes meeting with the boy you'd once known to be filled with nothing but passion. Arm in a sling and his eyes tired out and dull as he stares at you silently, the uninjured arm lifting up a crumpled piece of paper up in offering.
Silently, you stared right back at him, seeing how different he looked.
Realizing that he'd kept it all this time, tears had to roll down your cheeks. Your poor heart aching as you sobbed before him, unable to believe it was him reach out to hold you this time.
But that's how it all started in the first place, his hand ripping yours into his hold as he drags you off to join him.
Love that was built in the sandbox when your moms forced you to play together. Sometimes builds into you being comforted after being pushed into the cement.
And you just couldn't help but fall in love again.
fandom etiquette as a whole died when people who didn’t grow up on fandoms became stans during lockdown, yes, but why am i seeing people openly mocking fics on twitter. why am i seeing screenshots of fics with captions like “bro what is this 😭.” why am i seeing people mock fic writers for not knowing how sports or theater or college or any other organization operates in the real world.
“college is absolutely nothing like this” “why are we writing four people on the team scoring a hat trick in one game” “so tech work is nothing like this, hope that helps!”
if you don’t like a fic, and if you can’t suspend your belief enough to enjoy a fic that exaggerates or ignores real-world orgs, you don’t have to read it. you don’t have to screenshot it and put it on blast for twitter. you don’t have to post a link to it in the replies. the back button is literally there on your phone. it’s not giving baby’s first fandom anymore, it’s giving entitled asshole and it isn’t as cute as you think it is.
It's funny how the same people who complain about not finding enough fanfiction content are the ones publicly ranting about authors and mocking their kinks or their way of writing.
You wanna know why there's not enough content? Because creators are terrified of putting their free labor out there, only to have people like you critiquing their - entirely free and optional, mind you! - pieces when you could be scrolling instead.
"When the author writes y/n as-" grab a pen and do it yourself.
"It's just my opinion because I find it weird-" then think it, don't post it. Why are you so possessed by the need to publicly insult someone doing hobby work?
I swear, I just stumbled upon a post that had tens of thousands of reblogs and hundreds of comments where everyone just kept piling on fanfic writers. Whether it's a trope, or the use of some words, it doesn't matter: y'all really out there dining for free and then spitting in the chef's face.
If you can vent in several paragraphs, you can also just scroll and mind your business. I can't believe it has to be said that you're an asshole if you nitpick someone's literal fun.
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