with sero there’s no need to put a title on it.

y’all are both grown. too grown for miscommunication and hurt feelings, but also too young to settle down.

he does his thing and you do yours and there’s a mutual level of respect there. respect is key. you’re his ride or die.

your always his plus one, no matter the event. during red carpet interviews he always has you on his side with a hand on your waist. and they love to ask invasive questions or try to get into your heads, maybe bringing up the girl he was at the club with or the guy who took you shopping.

y’all never let it bother you. just laughing off their attempts at division.

“this is my lady. mi corazon. there’s no need for a title … we go together”.

“real bad”.

and you’re both so giddy whenever you’re together. always smiling and barely able to keep your hands off eachother. you’ve had to smack him once or twice for getting handsy in front of the cameras but it’s all love.

𝙸 𝙼𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚈𝚘𝚞

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The sunlight pushing past your eyelids to greet your pupils was never a welcome sight first thing in the morning, though the gentle patter of rain on your bedroom window and the clouds that accompanied said rain and blocked the sun did make the sight more bearable for your bleary eyes as they searched for the glowing red numbers your alarm clock displayed. You knew it was probably close to time for your boyfriend to wake up, and despite the fact that it was your day off, you knew you’d be waking up to his alarm alongside him, as you were rarely able to sleep well once Shoto left your side. 

When your eyes did finally spot the alarm clock beside your bed, however, they rapidly widened in surprise at the realization that it was well past when your boyfriend was supposed to be awake for work at that point. Your mind was still incredibly delirious, leaving you confused and unsure how to handle the situation, but after a moment of sleepy contemplation you turned on your side to face your boyfriend, gently trying to pry his arms from their tight grip on you as you attempted to wake him up.

“Sho, baby… wake up, you overslept…” You try to keep your voice calm and soothing despite your confusion and growing panic as you gently shook him awake, but you only grow more confused when Shoto’s only response to your words is to wrap his arms around you even tighter and pull you back into him, resting your face in his chest and shushing you gently, obviously barely awake.

“Sho, stop.” You plead gently with your boyfriend, questioning what had gotten into him as Shoto was always very punctual when it came to work. “You know I love cuddling with you more than anything, and I’d happily sit here with you all day, but you’re almost an hour late waking up already and you need to get to work.”

Shoto swiftly silences your words with nothing more than a gentle peck to your lips, however, moving to run a hand through your hair as he finally speaks, groggy morning voice filling the room. “I got the day off, angel.” Is all he says, stunning you into silence for a moment as you try to understand what he’s saying.

“You did? ...Why?” You ask your boyfriend after a moment, realizing he’s not going to explain any further without prompting. It’s not your anniversary or any other important date, you’re certain of that, so you can’t understand why he’d suddenly decide to call in on a random morning.

“Because I wanted to spend time with you.” He responds, pulling you closer as he completely melts into you, eyes still closed. “I spent so much time on that last mission, it was so high-stakes that I barely got to see you for weeks. I came home at 3 last night and realized I hadn’t gotten to see you all day, and I decided that I’d take the day off to spend time with you, to repay you for how patient you’ve been with me lately.” You feel your heart melt at his confession, so sweet and caring without even realizing just how thoughtful he was being. “I missed you, angel.”

And that last little addition is what breaks you, heart swelling with love for your adorable boyfriend as you move to cup his sleepy face in your hands like he’s the most precious thing in the world. And of course he is, to you, and you try to convey that to him through the many kisses you press across his face, though you know this will never be enough to show him all the love you hold in your heart for him. That’s alright for now, though, as the smile that crosses his face and the way he finally lets his eyes slip open to catch a glimpse of your smiling, lovestruck face shows that he appreciates it, and you can tell that he sees your love, he feels it even if you can never express it enough.

When it’s time for you to have your period, Shinsou actually pushes for you to spend time at his place. You wouldn’t think so, but he’s got a small little kit of products that you need during your period. He’s got it set up with pain pills, heat packs, pads and undies. He especially makes a joke out of the underwear you find suitable for a comfortable period.

“Shinsou, stop” you whine.

“Babe— they’re granny panties. that’s what the fuck they are.” he’s laughing (cackling) the whole time with them in his hand, but you’re hot in embarrassment.

“They’re comfortable.” you look away from him before snatching them out of his hand.

“Shit, i’m not knocking that. they look like it.” you smack your lips, rolling your eyes and tried to walk away to put them back.

“Bring your little embarrassed ass here,” he chuckled and pulled you close in his chest. you’re bitter, but nuzzle into him regardless.

“i’m gonna bleed on you.” you mutter.

“It’s uterus for a reason, baby.”

Rugged

Aizawa Shouta x GN!reader

warnings: quirk-induced amnesia, canon minor character death (major in my heart tho), spoilers for... season 5 and forth? to be safe wordcount: 4.9k content: confessions, first kiss, fluff, sfw, no use of y/n, pro hero reader but quirk is unspecified, canon compliant, genderneutral reader, poc!friendly reader, body positive reader, hurt/comfort in like the mildest sense, soft love, amnesia situation, friends to lovers, childhood friends to lovers, started as a meme turned into something serious, something about cats, unbeta'd, flashbacks to high school days

notes: this is so embarassing to admit but i only came up with this story bcos of that tiktok/insta reel (link is a tiktok as thats where i could find the source material) about having a type that's 'rugged'. it was supposed to just turn into a little joke on that and... uh, ykno suddenly i was almost 5k deep into a childhood friends to lovers, ..ya my brain had a VISION alrighty!!!!! please enjoy a one-eyed kitty, one-eyed aizawa and interrupted confessions!

Aizawa’s leaning forward on the desk, meticulously writing down an exact copy of your notes from English Literature that he missed yesterday due to being in the infirmary… again. He’s always known that becoming a Pro Hero with a non-physical quirk would be tough, but he didn’t imagine landing himself in a hospital bed as often as he does. He’s bulking up nicely, but he feels beaten black and blue every other day and it’s… exhausting.

Rewarding, but exhausting nonetheless. He’s momentarily disturbed as a chair is being dragged across the floor, screeching away before haphazardly thrown next to the desk, wrong side facing it, and Yamada throwing himself onto it, arms leaning on the backrest. He says your name in a sing-song voice – your given name, has he no shame? - and steals a peek of you from over the rim of his glasses. You rest your head in your palm and smile at him, “what’s up?” you ask, and he hums as if he’s thinking deeply about something. Aizawa’s got a bad feeling about whatever subject he’s about to bring up; ever since he appointed himself Aizawa’s wing man, the pestering’s both been non-stop and non-discreet.

Aizawa keeps his face buried in the notes, purposefully removing himself from the conversation.

“What’s your type?” Yamada asks and Aizawa has to hold back a facepalm. You simply giggle and play with the zipper from your pencil case before you answer, “hmm, I’m not sure. But with all due respect, I know it’s not you,” you tease him and he straightens his back in mock-surprise, the conversation’s one you’ve had before. He takes a hand to his chest, “what? Not me? Well you’re not my type either!” the shriek in which he yells is a little too loud, his quirk still a little too unmanageable when he gets excited – he winces as the rest of the class turn their heads. You simply laugh and bite your lower lip. Aizawa steals a look at you through his bangs, admiring the glimmer in your eyes.

“Yeah, I’m sorry ‘Zashi, I truly am, but… you’re just not… rugged enough.”

“What? I’m so rugged. I can be rugged!”

“Look at you, you’re not rugged,” you laugh as you gesture vaguely to… all of him. He takes offense as he puffs up his chest, “how am I not rugged? Because I’m not wearing a flannel in 80 degree weather?”

You hide your face in your hand as you try to contain your laughter, “yeah, sure, whatever… but look at you now. You fly off the handle like that, you’re too angry.”

“That’s a very rugged thing to do!”

“No, it’s really not.”

You are meant to be here.

PONYO • 崖の上のポニョ (2008) dir. Hayao Miyazaki

inspired by my mom and dad, so everyone say thank you to Mr and Mrs Emmy

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“What have you two gotten into?”

Your sudden voice behind the couch makes your four year old perk up excitedly, only to then fall into a fit of giggles as Katsuki clutches his chest out of the slight startle of you behind him. You snicker as well, adorning the glare he sends you with a kiss to the corner of his eye.

“Don’t scare me like that,” he snarls. “‘M old. One scare too many, next thing you know, I’m dead.”

Mini comic (¿?) Kamijiro

Extra:

"do you think "that’s not fair

we're soulmates in i want you

another universe?" in this one"

Great eared nightjar

this is a dragon

How is it possible for an animal to resemble a bird, a mammal, and a reptile simultaneously?

Those ARE great ears.

FATED LOVE

< aizawa shouta x reader >

Synopsis: After graduating u.a, y/n l/n left Japan to pursue their career in America, leaving all of their friends behind. Few years later, they finally return and the first person they see is no other than their ex-boyfriend Aizawa Shota bringing back some old feelings that they never thought would come back.

warning: Spoiler warning, swearing, yelling, bullying.

genre: Ex lovers to lovers, angst, hurt, fluff, lots of lots of hurt tho-. It does get better at the end. I promise. 

taglist: closed

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PROFILES

CHAPTER ONE

CHAPTER TWO

CHAPTER THREE

CHAPTER FOUR

CHAPTER FIVE

CHAPTER SIX

CHAPTER SEVEN

CHAPTER EIGHT

CHAPTER NINE

CHAPTER TEN

CHAPTER ELEVEN

CHAPTER TWELVE

CHARTER THIRTEEN

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

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