Hello!

y’all already know i need to make it you guy’s problem as well when i’m sick so here you go :)

i love the idea of eijirou threatening you with telling on you to katsuki when you want to ignore your health

just imagine being sick or on the early stages of catching a cold when your nose is congested and you’re sneezing here and there but you have places to be and things to do so you just take some medicine and make your way downstairs to the kitchen where eijirou is making a quick to-go breakfast for you

but once he hears your groggy voice, heavier than your usual morning voice when you have to be out of the house this early, he’s immediately reaching for you a drowning you in questions to figure out what’s wrong

his lips getting all pouty and concern written all over his face when you shrug him off and tell him you’re fine

“morning beautiful”, he chirps as soon as he hears you walk into the kitchen behind him, while he continues to flip and press down on the the grilled cheese on the stove

“morning”, you answer back softly, congestion evident on your voice

“hey what’s wrong?!”, turning to you as he quickly wipes off his hands on a kitchen towel before reaching for you, gently pressing the back of his hands to the sides of your neck and on your forehead to check for a fever

“it’s nothing, just a little congested that’s all”, you say as you reach up to wrap your hands around his wrists while he stares down at you worriedly, feeling the warmth radiating from your palms around him, not boiling hot but warm enough to hint you’re starting to get a fever

“you can’t go out like this”, he finally says after staring you down for a bit

“i have to, i have reports from our last mission that need to get done quickly”, you argue as you make your way around him to grab your lunch bag

“what are you gonna do when kats sees you then?”, he says, eyebrows raised as he crosses his arms against his chest while leaning against the kitchen island

“he won’t, he’ll be out on patrol all day and i clock out before him today so by the time he returns i’ll be gone”

“not if he finds out before that”

“and who’s gonna tell him”, at this point, regardless of how bad you feel, your matching eijirou’s teasing smile as you both taunt back and forth

“listen i need to get to work, whatever you do is on you, okay?” you say as you grab the last of your lunch before giving him a kiss and heading for the door

“oookayy then, whatever you say but don’t say i didn’t warn ya”, he waves you off before going back to the grilled cheese on the stove, one that was made for you but he didn’t worry about it too much considering he waited until he heard your car leave the drive way to quickly reach for his phone and hit the call button, grin on his face since he knew you’d probably be back soon enough to be able to enjoy your breakfast

and he was right, because not even 30 minutes later he could hear your car pull up on the drive way and the sounds of your fuzzy voice accompanied by the angry blonde’s bursting through the front door with you over his shoulder

stomping his way up the stairs as you made eye contact with a laughing eijirou on the couch, flipping him off before you disappeared from his sight

returning a few moments later, this time in your pjs but still over katsuki’s shoulder as he made his way towards the couch to deposit you on eijirou’s lap

“watch her while i’m gone, and don’t let her out of your sight”, katsuki grumbles before sneaking a bite of the grilled cheese waiting for you on the table

“i won’t”, eijirou laughs as he wraps his arms around your center, laughing harder when you glare up at him

pouting at katsuki next when he leans down to give you a kiss

“yeah yeah, glare at me all you want shitty woman, it’s for your own good”

sighing before retuning his kiss, the taste of the grilled cheese on his lips making you forget how annoyed you were as you looked over to grab it, taking a bite out of it as katsuki gives a kiss to eijirou before heading for the door

both of you wishing him a good day before snuggling up to each other on the couch, rolling your eyes at eiji’s smug grin and ignoring the low ‘i told you so’ that followed against your ear

Eijiro, leaving for patrol: Bye baby, I love you!

Me: ILOVEYOUTOOBABYHAVEAGOODDAYYY!

Katsuki, also leaving for patrol: Bye brat. Love you.

Me: BYESTINKYILOVEYOUBESAFEEE!

Im obsessed w/ this image

A zombie apocalypse au for @medusashima collab! Find the collab master list HERE! Be sure to give the others a read too!

Warning: graphic, violent, and sexual content intended for adults 18 or older.

Synopsis: Shelter isn’t hard to come by in the End but good, untouched, shelter is. When you find paradise in the middle of a dead field in the shape of a 900 square foot home you start to break a few of your important rules. Always keep moving and don’t help anyone. Especially if that anyone is a hot headed blonde bounty hunter sent to settle score you’d rather forget.

Peachy Keen Master List

Chapter One - Never overstay your welcome, keep moving

Winter

It scares you at first, the mummified body facing the door in the cramped living room of the home you found tucked away in a field of corn long past it’s harvest. 

Petrified you, like the farmers that sat facing one another. In wooden rocking chairs, gnarled fingers slack around the handles. Coming closer to inspect and seeing no signs of teeth marks or infection. Letting loose the held breath you kept as deft eyes looked over every liver spot and wrinkle in the leathery skin. No fluid on the hardwood floors beneath their rocking chair or in the blankets around their shoulders. 

And by some miracle, the cold, the house didn’t smell like rot. 

You figure they must have died earlier this winter, it lasted damn near since October as the Earth naturally cooled in the fall of the human race. 

With critical climate change hitting irreversible levels and long lasting damaging effects in just a few short decades, Mother Nature took matters into her own hands. Doing what she does best. 

She evolves, she changes and grows, makes a deadly cocktail of pathogens and fungi that rids her realm of blight. 

Humans. 

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i havent been doodling much lately cuz ive been just having a chill time with frens :>

LOOK AT HIM

You took a hit for Bakugou- scratch that actually. It wasn’t a hit, it was a fucking spear going into your chest.

Did it hurt? Yes! Are you gonna joke about it? Also yes.

Bakugou has been fed up with you turning this into a big joke. He had to watch you, his lover, bleed out because of his own sloppiness fighting that villain. The 3 weeks you spent in the hospital were hell and almost immediately when you got out you were making jokes? He thinks you’re crazy.

One night he’s carefully introducing sex back into the picture. It would be the first time yall did anything in a long time because you needed to recover and he was setting some ground rules.

“Are you listening?” He pokes you on the forehead. “This is fuckin’ important. I can’t fuck you if you don’t follow the damn guidelines.” You groan, “Whats the big deal? You’re acting like I’m a virgin, not the first time I’ve been impaled-“ “Shut the fuck up. Don’t finish that sentence.”

He knew what you were doing. The word “impaled” was BANNED in this household.

“You’re being so mean, it’s like a stab in the-“ “I swear to god…” He stops himself from cussing you out by rubbing his temples aggressively. “No fucking more.” He spits.

You hold up a finger, “One more.” “No-“ “You’re not the sharpest thing thats entered my body-“ “SHUT THE FUCK-“

if u feel the first cramp and think "i dont need a painkiller yet, itll pass" ? that the devil speaking, take that painkiller immediately

HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEKUUUUUUUU AND I KNOW IM LATE IM REALLY SORRY AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA OTL;;;;;;;;;;

Pro hero Dynamight who appears on a "celebrity" cooking show to try and gain some good faith with the public at the urging of his PR team after yet another disaster of an interview. They're clearly desperate and he's just too tired to say no this time, plus cooking is easy.

He trounces the competition. And the audience, judges, and other cooks either love his attitude or respect him and his skills (and what he does for others) enough to be cordial with him. He raises a lot of money for charity and suddenly he's in the public's good graces again. Little kids are once again running up to him on patrol and asking for pictures and autographs. And he starts getting recognized for his cooking skills more often.

To his surprise he's asked to host and judge a cooking show, but the contestants are kids. Everyone expects him to be the grumpy bastard he's known for being, but on the first day of filming one of the kids nearly has a panic attack when they need to start their dish over. He goes over to them and the production team, sound team, and his PR team are clenching their butts in anticipation of him screaming at a child. He gets down to their level and speaks softly, talking them down so they can focus.

I feel like we always talk about how perfect a boyfriend Bakugou would be, but we never talk about how annoying he really is.

He pulls the worst, grumpiest faces when you’re trying to get a cute selfie with him.

He refuses to take off his hoodie and give it to you when it’s raining, because it’s your fault you should’ve dressed for the weather.

He’s already stabbing a fork into his food when you’re trying to take a photograph of it, or mixing the cream on top of his Starbucks frappe before you can get the perfect aesthetic because “I don’t have time for this dumb shit you’re supposed’ta be eating it.”

He’s a blanket hog. Curls himself up in it until you’re left with the edge (although this may just be a ploy to get you to cuddle up to him as you go to sleep), but then he gets too hot during the night and the covers end up bunched around the foot of the bed so you wake up freezing.

Never wants to give you an answer to questions like “would you still love me if I was a worm?” Because “When the fuck would you ever be a worm?”, “Always askin’ the dumbest shit” even though he eventually appeases you and answers.

He’s terrible at replying to text messages, or sends back blunt replies or one word answers that are infuriating sometimes. Gives the standard thumbs up emoji to a wall of text and it winds you up to no end.

Will fight you for the last dessert/treat in the fridge if it’s his favorite.

Leaves his heavy ass grenades (that he knows you can’t lift) in random places all over the house.

let him play angry birds

Tears of the Kingdom is fun

Tony Hawk's Link's curse™