Jubilexe - Trouble

PLEASE HE WOULD HE’S SO DUMB

Luke: You wanna hear some dark humor?

Y/N: Oh yeah I love dark humor.

Luke: Alright. *turns off lights*

Luke: Knock Knock-

Y/N: Turn the damn lights back on.

i hope my unwashed hair and deer in headlights type stare has captivated you

another childhood friends to lovers believer???? YES YES YES!!!! can i please request bakugou and reader moving in together, and reader shows him a memory box she's kept since they were kids...like photos, random trinkets he got her, pressed flowers, birthday cards...and he's like one second away from bursting into tears, because this is 2 decades worth of love (and many more to come) 😭🥹💗 thank you, mwah x 💖

memory box !

you take a trip down memory lane..

a/n : OH. MY GOD. I literally Had to write this this is genuinely adorable anon you are SMACKING. i lub this

cw: literally all fluff, CHILDHOOD FRIENDS TORAGAHAHEHG, katsuki gets emotional quickly and i live by this, lmk if i missed sum !

“oi !” katsuki calls out from behind you “do i throw this out or not ?”

you look back, only to see a little red box in his hands. your little red box.

you shoot up, dropping the clothes you were stacking in your shared dresser. “no, don’t!” you reach out and hold your arms up, katsuki looks even more confused, eyebrows furrowing harder.

he shakes your box around, bringing his ear to it to hear the rattling and clinking of the objects inside. “what the hell is in this thing ?”

“don’t shake it around like that !” you shriek, ripping the box out of your boyfriend hands and leaving him shocked. you smile to yourself, slowly sitting down on the wooden floors of your new apartment. your new apartment with katsuki.

“i never actually showed you this, huh.. ?” you watch as he follows you after a moment of looking at you like you’ve grown a second head, crouching down next to you with eyes fixed on your little shoe box. you remove the lid and immediately a sense of nostalgia shoots through you, you hadn’t looked at this for a while now.

“this is my memory box, i’ve had it for years.. i think since i was..what, seven ?” you wonder out loud, you’d definitely had it for a long, long time. katsuki sits next to you silently while you excitedly look through it.

“oh yeah, definitely seven—look this is the friendship bracelet i made for us !” you exclaim excitedly. it’s definitely more than a bit worn, that was the main reason you put it in this box, it was the first item you’d put in there.

you’d made one for you and one for katsuki, using your precious loom band box set you’d gotten for christmas. you’d used up all of your orange and black for it and worn yours until it started fraying. you almost cried when one of the bands snapped and you’d gotten too big for it, or it had just gotten too little for you. you refused to throw it away and found a random empty shoe box to put it in, and the rest was history.

“oh, and these are left over tickets from when we went to the fair, my keychain you got me from the aquarium—i remember you begged your mom for it.” you laugh, begged was an understatement. you remember how mitsuki pulled him away because he was causing a scene, you didn’t understand why he was so insistent on getting a souvenir, you had a good day as you all walked around looking at fish and katsuki dragging you around by the hand like he built the place himself. you remember how excited he got when you got to the shark exhibit.

you didn’t get it, until he stopped you when you were ready to leave with your own parents, grabbing you by the back of your shirt and avoiding your gaze as he stretched his little arms out and wordlessly offered you a little penguin keychain, mumbling something about how you looked happy when you saw them, ears pink while his mom smirked behind him, his father smiled down at you both kindly.

that was the first present he’d ever bought for you. with his mom’s money of course, you giggle at your own thoughts. but he’d still gotten it for you because he thought it’d make you happy. it was your treasure and you wore it on your bag for years until it started getting dirty, and you’d hid it in your shoebox to keep it safe.

you suddenly realize your boyfriend’s been awfully unlike himself for the past few minutes, silently blinking at the contents of your box and now at your little keychain.

you suddenly feel a bit self conscious, maybe he thought it was weird..

you blink in surprise when he reaches for your penguin chain and you offer it to him. it’s a bit brownish now, having lost its shine over the years. he runs his thumb over the fuzzy faux fur.

“thought you forgot about this..” he mumbles to himself.

your eyes shoot wide. “wha—no way ?!”

“ya stopped wearing it on your bag so i thought you got rid of it.” he doesn’t look angry, simply observing the chain, letting it dangle in the air.

“i just didn’t want it to get any dirtier than it clearly already is” you joked. you’re in deep now, shuffling around for more items in your box. katsuki joins you this time, pulling out an old picture.

“holy shit.” he breathes. you catch a peek at what he’s looking at only to see the both of you.

“woah, we were so small !” you giggle. it was a picture of your grade school entrance ceremony. you remember katsuki stubbornly refusing to take it and it took his mom about ten minutes to get him to stay put and take the shot. you’re all smiles, waving at the camera like you’d been instructed to and gripping katsuki’s hand. said little boy had an angry, angry frown on his face, sticking his tongue out at the camera.

“you’re cheeks were huge.” you laugh, katsuki sits down properly to nudge your shoulder with a huff. “shaddup,” he says, though there was no real bite to his words. “you weren’t any better than me.” you laugh some more and continue to pull things out. “where’d you even get this ?” he asks.

“your mom gave me a copy.”

“fuckin—of course she did.”

there’s a blurry picture you’d managed to take of katsuki when you’d gotten your first polaroid camera, and some pictures from when you’d convinced him to get in a photo-booth from your first date at the fair. dozens of birthday cards he’d written for you, you’re tempted to read them all right now but you worry katsuki might get embarrassed and actually throw the box out, so you’ll do that later.

the flowers he’d plucked out of the ground one random afternoon at his house, a rock he'd given you because it looked cool, a couple of seashells you found at the beach together, a dried up four leaf clover he claimed would bring you good luck, the container of the lip balm you were wearing when he kissed you for the first time. years worth of memories all in your little shoebox.

“fuck, you really kept all this stuff..” you hear katsuki mutter. you turn to see him still with that elementary school picture in hand, staring at it thoughtfully.

“course i did.” you hum, leaning against his side. “i spent all of my childhood with you suki, that’s unforgettable to me. i wanted to make sure i wouldn’t ever forget how much you mean to me.” katsuki’s eyes fix yours as you continue talking. and you realize how they slowly turn glossier. he realizes when you do and quickly ducks his head, scoffing to himself but a sniffle slips out.

“hey..” he shakes his head, you don’t continue, only reaching to hold him in your palms. he shoves his cheek against one, chuckling to himself.

“shush.” he mutters, voice cracking, his eyes remain shut to not let anything slip. he presses a kiss to your skin, grabbing at your wrist. "you're gonna be the fuckin' end of me, y'know ?" you laugh, rubbing your thumb against his skin, you feel him sigh against your palm.

"love you."

you smile "i love you too" you whisper back. "so, you still wanna throw it out ?" you joke, katsuki's eyebrows furrow.

"fuck, no." he asserts "it's staying here, an' i'll give you more shit to fill it up with."

and you truly couldn't be more excited, starting a new chapter of your life with the boy that had shared it all with you. you want your shoe box to be filled to the brim with more and more memories of you both, all of them just as close to your heart as the last.

"hmm," you hum "can't wait."

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NOBODY FUCKING MOVE.

just started posting drawings again around here hehe

H E L L O ????

"where's gojo where's gojo????" he's busy ok

NSFW will be tagged as #lemon sorta NSFW is #Lime Weird fet shit/ extreme NSFW is #orange reblog to spread awareness that we’re back on the citrus scale

Why was this one shot lowkey the best animation I've ever seen from MHA? Bones, you did not have to animate each individual particle of Bakugou's blood for us 😭

Masquerade - Kate Bishop

Marvel

Request: Nopeee

Summary: Kate Bishop x fem!Reader. Your first New Year with Kate. (Pre-Set Relationship)

Words: 722

Warnings: Minor Hawkeye Spoilers. Also sorry if the pacing is a little off I haven’t written in a while.

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The mask sat snugly on her face as she glanced around through hooded lashes. She was completely out of her element. Y/N didn’t come from money unlike Kate so she had no idea on how to act at parties like this. Although Kate wasn’t doing well either, she was also feeling quite out of place. Maybe that’s why she and Y/N had gotten along so easily, birds of a feather flock together you know. But neither of them said a word of their discomfort assuming the other wanted to be at the party. 

Kate was off getting drinks for them whilst Y/N waited for her in the corner of the room next to a large glass window overlooking the entire city. This was the first party they’d been to like this, by this meaning high society, they’d been to since Kate’s mom… you know. They would rather not talk about that on such a joyous occasion though or rather one that was meant to be joyous. A few people had tried to start conversations with both of them but they weren’t feeling very social at the moment. In fact, Kate wasn’t sure why she had dragged them to the party in the first place, one of her friends had convinced her to go but she was beginning to wonder why she had given in so easily to the peer pressure. 

Kate sat next to Y/N on the couch she was currently sitting on. Kate handed the flute of liquid to her. The champagne was by far the most expensive thing Y/N had ever held yet still tasted the same as the cheap stuff. Kate met eyes with her girlfriend and saw the same look of boredom in her eyes that Kate currently had in her own. So she clinked glasses with Y/N and took her by the hand leading her to the elevator realizing neither of them actually wanted to be there, she waved a goodbye to the hostess.

Once in the elevator Kate slipped the black mask off her own face and sighed pressing the button for the roof. “What are we doing?” Y/N hummed at her gorgeous counterpart. Also in the process of speaking taking off the gold mask on her face. Kate just smiled and whispered, “tis’ a surprise.”

The doors dinged open and they made their way to the door outside making sure to prop it open in case it were to lock, although the makeshift doorstop did not look very stable. The cold air prickled at Y/N’s bare shoulders and Kate saw her shiver harshly in her tiny golden dress.

“Sorry I didn’t really prepare for this,” Kate rubbed the back of her neck and shrugged off her jacket. Y/N took it gratefully and they sat near the edge of the building.

 “Now really what are we doing?” Y/N asked again and Kate just shushed the girl.

“Wait for it,” Kate pulled out her phone and clicked for a moment. She propped her phone on the ledge and it displayed a count down. Just a few minutes to go until the new year. Y/N understood and intertwined her fingers with Kate’s own.

 “I’m glad that I’m here with you,” Kate said looking at her girlfriend with adoration. Y/N had been with her through thick and thin even though they’d only been dating a few months. Through the hardest parts of her mother’s arrest and the support of her newfound heroism, she was perfect.

“There’s no one I’d rather be with,” Y/N squeezed Kate’s hand and leaned in for a kiss. Kate held up her free hand and pushed Y/N’s face back. A look of betrayal etched its way onto Y/N’s face. Kate just snickered and pointed at the countdown.

“Literally twelve seconds to go and you can’t be patient,” She rolled her eyes. They began to count down together.

“3.. 2.. 1!” They shared a sweet kiss as fireworks went up all over the city. It was a beautiful sight but they were focused on each other. Y/N smiled into their first kiss of the new year.

“I love you, Kate.”

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