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i can’t stop thinking about legosi doing dog things
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Anonymous asked:
Hey! Can I please request an angst scenario where it’s completely obvious that Sero loves the reader. They’ve been best friends for a long time and everyone’s always teasing him about his crush. He thinks that the reader likes him too, but their friendship begins to fade away and reader starts hanging out w Kirishima more. Until eventually, he sees the reader dating Kirishima. Thank you thank you!!
an;; this one fucked me up I LOVE SERO WHYD U DO ME LIKE THIS,,,
You didn’t owe Sero a damn thing.
Your presence, praise, companionship… your love.
But people like telling you otherwise. Doubting your decisions, your relationships, putting your identity in jeopardy.
It only serves to make you hate him more.
____
The time before the storm was some of the best moments of your life.
You were the kind of awkward that came with a new school transfer. You were there, but never really there, confined to the sidelines as an extra. The top three students in the class were always more recognized than anyone on the sides, and you were totally fine with that. The small, confined friend group that surrounded you was more than satisfying.
What was even better was being best friends with Sero. He was one of the sweetest, funniest, genuinely nice guys you knew and it was relieving having someone that close. Possibly too close; you couldn’t tell the difference between the comments about dating and emotions being flung carelessly around you two like a juicy scandal. However, you believed there was nothing there, and sorta just… brushed it off your shoulder as time passed by. The comments never got to you that deeply.
“You two look like such a cute couple right now.” Cue the camera flash, because Mina doesn’t know when, or how, to mind her business.
“Get a fucking room!” You jump, and turn around to confront a sputtering Bakugou- because Sero had been sitting much too close to you.
“Couple goals!” Ochaco yells, because you wanted to take a selfie with Sero to send to your folks back home.
As more time went on, the comments got worse and worse; rushed, hurrying, relentless.
Date,
date,
date.
You felt like you had two tons weighing on your shoulders, slowly getting heavier, and pushing you closer to your best friend.
What unnerved you the most was that he didn’t seem to mind.
He’d never been this transparent in his life- he wore his heart on his sleeve, unknowingly pushing your back against the wall. He wouldn’t be bothered like how you were, even go out of his way to attract attention, with old fashioned stoogery; bumping into you, falling on you.
Falling for you.
Awkward positions, blushing faces and embarrassed stares.
Everytime, you make sure he’s alright, and that’s when people start talking.
You never get to talk about how uncomfortable it makes you, only about how ‘you guys should just kiss already’. They take 'cut it out, man’ as a cue to keep going, your face flushing as you flinch away from the camera thrust into your face. In spite of his usual ignorance, Sero knows how to read you, and his arm wraps around you, like a snake, but he isn’t too keen on eating you alive. Clamping down on your ribs, he thrusts you both into the standing position, and then you take off.
You’re pulled around a corner, only to be greeted by his other friends. Everyone’s equally… misunderstanding.
Everyone, except Kirishima.
He respects your privacy and wellbeing enough, (or has gotten bored of the discourse) to not badger. You… never realized how much it meant to you until now. Instead of being pestered about your relationship with Sero, he remembers to ask you how you are, how you feel. It’s undoubtedly freeing.
You ditch others frequently in search for this reprieve, although Sero doesn’t seem to tag along- you make sure he doesn’t. He doesn’t know how badly you need this; a couple days away from him wouldn’t kill him.
A breath of fresh air is Kirishima’s presence to you, a getaway from the hectic nature of your class, and you find yourself enraptured. As you and him spend more time in each other’s presence you feel close, maybe even closer than you and Sero were.
Of course, you never tell him that- but Sero can tell whenever he catches you two alone, looking into Kirishima’s eyes with a longing that you never had for your best friend, pressing your lips to his behind closed doors.
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good morning! ☁️🌟
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Literally do your work as soon as you know it exists. If you get homework, do it during your free or when you get home or on the train if you really want to, on the day you get it. Just got set an assignment? Get the draft done that weekend. It doesn’t have to be amazing and absolutely ready to send in, it just needs to exist. Just got sent an email? Reply when you see it. If you’re not sure how to response to it, write Dear (), leave a gap and then write Regards () and keep that in your drafts. Set a reminder on your computer or write the reminder on a sticky note that you’ve got that sitting in your drafts and you need to send it off in the next 24 hours. Need to clean your room? Don’t spend time thinking or planning how you’re going to clean it or how you’re going to change up the space in the process, just pick stuff up and put it where it should be until everything’s in order. Done. Seriously dude, when a task arises as an issue, tackle it as soon as you realise it exists. Remember, it doesn’t need to be amazing it just needs to be done. So, when the due date of the task creeps closer, you can go back, work with what you have and make it the quality you want it to be.
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01.20.19 | saw some notifs pop up on one of my old posts featuring some cursive and thought I’d do a ver 2: featuring a lil doodle on the side
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Story Time: Chapter One [Full]
As I’m about to post Chapter 17 on AO3, I thought I’d actually post Chapter 1 here for you guys that haven’t read it and/or don’t have AO3. I can’t post later chapters because they’re E-rated NSFW. But here’s a taster~
Story Time Pairing: Reader x Various BNHA Boys Genre: Fairy Tale AU (Begins in Canon-Compliant), Adventure, Romance, Porn with Plot Chapter 1 Word Count: 3,291 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
You fell to your knees, wincing. This wasn’t how it was supposed to go. You were at your limits, and it was only a matter of time before your team mates collapsed from exhaustion. She was toying with you. She had the nerve to hide behind that damned book and unleash creatures from its pages to attack you. Not a single member of your team had landed a scratch on her. Not yet.
What had started as a routine house call, catching word of a domestic disturbance, had quickly spiralled out of control and landed you and your four-man team in a world of trouble. You had unknowingly wandered into the house of a very powerful and very dangerous villain known by the nickname Bookworm.
She was a relatively new villain and little was known about her, but she was strong. Her quirk specifications were obscure, but it had something to do with her books. She could create things, or unleash things from inside the pages. You weren’t sure which it was, but you sure as hell planned to find out once you had Bookworm in custody.
“____, stay down! We can handle this!” Kirishima bellowed towards you, fending off a phantom-like creature that seemed intent on clawing his chest open. You were bracing yourself, holding your arm out in front of you, aiming it at the woman, aiming it at her book.
“This isn’t enough to stop me,” you demanded, squinting with one eye closed to focus on your target. Before you could unleash your quirk, a rush of wind blew past you as your other teammates flew forwards, charging at Bookworm with a roar.
“You’re in the fucking way, ____.” Bakugou growled, drawing his arm back as he closed the gap between the villain and himself. At first, Bookworm looked startled. Her eyes flew wide, alarmed that anyone could breach the wall of her creatures, but at the last second her panicked expression slipped into a smirk.
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Is This What You Want?
Traitor!Villain!Reader x Various
Chapter I
Desc: Being a full-time villain was always a boring job, especially at your age. Your only instructions were to stay out of the action and out of the way, as it’s best to let the more seasoned criminals do the important tasks. That is, until you’re given the greatest mission of all time: Start school at UA and rot them from the inside out.
A/N- I know this probably has been done already but idc. Okay so like…I’m writing this from the first semester on, sorry in advance for any inconsistencies with the anime. I will be taking some slight canon deviations from the story to make it more fun, and uhhhhh every character is interested in reader bc this is supposed to be self indulgent and I make the rules so…YOU ARE ADORED BY THEM ALL. TYSM and I hope you enjoy!! (pls consider reblogging and sharing! If people are interested in me continuing this I will! This is my demo chapter.)
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Opening your eyes felt like first time in a long while.
You blink a few times, attempting to pull yourself together after such a long slumber. The buzz of your cheap stand fan was the only sound to greet you from your slumber, besides the occasional creak of the floorboard outside and the draft flowing through the cracks in your window. You wondered why you bothered powering that piece of shit anyways, as no matter what you did it always remained frustratingly humid in here.
You sit up on your futon, yawning and stretching as your legs prop you up to a standing position. God, you’re stiff. You’d worry about oversleeping, but you know in the grand scheme of things it really doesn’t matter. Especially since your so-called “leader” tends to stay locked in his bedroom for hours on end without reason. You’d go back to sleep, but it feels like you’re physically unable to, as your previous hibernation has encouraged all the cells in your body to begin working swiftly, despite your brain’s protests to just lie down for a million years and never get up.
Stumbling over to the doorway, you grip the wobbly knob then swing open the door, emitting a creak shrill enough to make your eardrums flinch. You’re sure everyone in this godawful base is alerted to your awakening, but again you don’t care. They’re likely out on a mission or taking care of business of their own. You examine the wooden bench of the bar, smooth and polished as Kurogiri always kept it. To be completely honest, you miss his presence at the moment. You would have really appreciated someone semi-normal to socialize with for once. After pouring yourself a glass of water, you hop onto the barstool, drumming your fingers on the counter as you try to think of something pass the time with until the others return.
“So, you’re finally awake…”
You jump, instantly swiveling around to face the familiar voice.
“Shit, Shiggy, you scared the hell outta me…” You curse, actually a little rattled from his inconspicuous entrance.
“Don’t be so dramatic.” he tosses you a brown paper bag, which you instinctively catch. “Eat.”
Opening its contents reveal your favorite food, and you quickly oblige his command, unaware of how famished you were. You tore into it quickly, relishing the first few bites of the meal, before it’s taste seemed to grow suspicious. Shigaraki isn’t known for his thoughtfulness or generosity, so why is he giving you this? And your favorite, nonetheless.
Between a few languid chews, you manage to ask him what this is for. You haven’t done anything lately worth rewarding, unless sitting on your ass and sleeping count all the sudden. The question makes his lips curl, sinister and conniving, making dread settle within your gut.
He slaps a white envelope on the bar. It’s clean and in pristine condition, surprising as it just came from one of the nastiest people you know.
“Open it.” He commands.
You reluctantly sit down your food, fingers sliding over to the crisp paper. A digit slides under the flap, gently pulling it open. An ivory letter sits within its confines, and you pinch it out with grace, opening it up to reveal the message.
The first line, however, is all you need to know.
Congratulations! You have been accepted into the prestigious UA Academy!
“You’re gonna be useful for once.”
You gawk at the letter, reading the first line over and over again. This can’t be real. It isn’t happening. No one told you about this, or even asked. How the hell did he manage to pull this off?
“And the hero class, too. You’ll be right there, (Y/N). With all the pesky scrubs we’re trying to take down.”
He’s scratching his neck in anticipation now, the sound is dry and grating as his smile brings his cheeks to a peak, bearing his teeth.
“You’re joking, right?” Is all you’re able to say, a tinge of hopefulness in your tone.
His eyes narrow from behind his grey bangs.
“Have I ever been one to joke with you?”
“No! But you could start now, please! I can’t do this, you know this more than anyone!”
“I got that covered already. Yes, I lied about your abilities on the resume, but anything you lack can be easily given to you when needed.”
You swallow. You’re more than aware of the process he’s referring to. He says it like it’s a simple task, but you know first hand at how horrid it is. Not that he’d know, though, as his quirk is perfection itself for a true villain.
You rub your arm, averting your gaze from the man before you. He’s smirking, overtly itching for you to do this, and it was obvious there was no refusing him.
“But…why me…?”
He can sense your uneasiness, believe it or not. Shigaraki is cold and distant, yet he’s always had the slightest tinge of a soft spot when it comes to you.
“You’re our decoy.”
“D-decoy?”
“You’re not the best. Or the strongest. But I have my sources to cover your weaknesses until you gain enough experience.”
A hand, one of his own, comes to rest on your shoulder. It’s comforting in the strangest, most awkward way possible. It also helps to know the most dangerous villain in Japan right now would never lay a finger on you in malice, and never more than four.
Your gaze slowly goes back to his crimson eyes. You can feel the determination that bleeds through them.
“You’ll take them all down and make me proud. I know you can.”
With wide eyes, slightly brimming with tears at the first words of positive reaffirmation from him you’ve ever heard in your life, you smile.
You can do this.
