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anonymous asked:

I just watched episode 10 and f*ck... The feelings are too strong, like OMG those two!!! I feel you completely, they need to be protected at all cost!! Could I request comforting hugs from s/o after the battle for the both of them? They need it and they deserve it ;-;

Hell yes you can cause that episode FUCKED ME IN WAYS I HAVE NOT BEEN FUCKED BEFORE BY OTHER ANIMES. Am I exaggerating? (maybe) But the point is yes because those two children need the love and appreciation they fucking deserve.

Todoroki Shouto

  • Not knowing what to say to his s/o. The battle was so intense and he won, but at what cost? 
  • Allowing himself to be wrapped in a tight hug by his s/o, uncaring of who sees.
  • His s/o would trace over some of the most prominent bruises and marks with their finger. 
  • S/o kissing him before he goes up for his next match and wishing him luck as they watch from the sidelines.

Midoriya Izuku

  • Izuku refusing to rest until he saw his s/o.
  • Apologising to his s/o because he had wanted to win not just for All Might and himself, but for his s/o also.
  • Very delicate kisses, afraid that he would break if his s/o pressed against him too hard.
  • Kissing Izuku’s scarred hand and his s/o telling him that they’re proud of him, regardless of him losing.

Literally my conversation earlier.

gothic-princess-witch  asked:

19 for Sebris, pretty please? ๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ’–

oh heck yes! I’ve never really written for these two like this, so I had a lot of fun and this piece is unrepentantly fluffy af. Hope you like it!! <3

19. kisses meant to distract the other from whatever they were intently doing


“Am I boring you?”

Fenris blinks, raising his eyes from the spot he’d been staring at on the table to see Sebastian watching him, a small, amused smile on his face. He drops his gaze again.

“Forgive me, I—was distracted.”

“Aye, I could tell that much at least.” Sebastian leans back in his chair, stretching his arms out to the sides. They sit at the table in Fenris’s room in the mansion he claimed from his former master, neither of them mentioning the spring storm currently turning Fenris’s bed into a waterlogged mess. The fire jumps and sways in the grate, caught by the wind currents that come through the hole in the roof, and the candle they have on their table flickers. Fenris moves his scrap of parchment away just barely, scowling at the wick. He scowls at Sebastian too when he chuckles and moves the paper back to where it was.

“Not that the table isn’t fascinating,” Sebastian says, placing his elbows on the table to either side of the book he has open in front of him, “but I hardly think it worth such scrutiny.” Except, perhaps, for the spot on the table that Fenris has nearly dug a hole in from scratching at it absently with his gauntlets still on. But that spot is at the end, past where they both are sitting.

“Perhaps not,” Fenris allows. He half-turns away from the table to watch the rain tap against the intact glass of the window. They still expect Danarius at nearly every turn, especially after that run-in with Hadriana, but it is a testament to how far Fenris has grown, and how comfortable he is with Sebastian, that he will choose to sit with his back facing the window at all.

“Do you wish to stop? We have been at this for hours.” Sebastian gestures to the book in front of himself and the discarded quill and ink bottle near Fenris’s parchment. Fenris looks back at him, taking in the book and parchment, and frowns. His eyes dart across the room, to the corner near the fireplace, and Sebastian can see the moment the idea sparks on Fenris’s face.

“No, but…perhaps a change of pace?” Fenris swings up from the table easily, not weighed down this afternoon by his armor. He wears a simple tunic and breeches, though his sword is still within easy reach of the table, and steps lightly across the room, as if dancing. The grace with which he moves is often mesmerizing, doubly so when nothing hinders him, when he allows himself that freedom of movement, the vulnerability that comes from being unarmored.

It surprises Sebastian when Fenris, upon his return to the table, rounds the end and sits next to him instead of resuming his earlier seat across from him. It is not often that he chooses to be so close. He holds out a book, and Sebastian takes it gently.

“Will you read aloud?” Fenris asks, looking at the book rather than at Sebastian.

So Sebastian does, opening the book to the page marked with a spare scrap of cloth and starting at the first full sentence. Or, at least, he tries to but is interrupted by a soft cough from Fenris who says, “I’ve read that page already,” and leans over to point out where he left off. Sebastian expects Fenris to move back, to sit up again, but he doesn’t, simply rests his head against Sebastian’s shoulder and waits patiently for him to continue.

So he does.

The rain provides a soothing backdrop for the story, one Sebastian has heard many times before in different settings, about a maiden fair in some terrible predicament and the brave knight to her rescue. The book itself is full of such tales, and Sebastian wonders idly if Fenris has perhaps borrowed this from Varric. It does seem the sort of volume the dwarf would keep on his shelves. It certainly doesn’t sound like one Hawke would have. Sebastian himself hasn’t heard this story in years, since he was younger, and finds himself just as engrossed in the reading as Fenris seems to be.

The next story runs in a similar vein, this time a tale of star-crossed lovers denied each other by warring families. Definitely from Varric’s library, then. Partway through, Fenris shifts his head to press his lips against Sebastian’s shoulder before returning to his previous position, rolling a hand for Sebastian to continue reading and acting as though he hadn’t done anything when he turns to look. Sebastian is able to get another few paragraphs in before Fenris does it again. He doesn’t stop reading this time, merely looks over and raises an eyebrow. The expression on Fenris’s face is one of studied innocence, and Sebastian doesn’t buy it for an instant. But he returns his gaze to the book anyway, amused at the pleased huff Fenris makes.

He allows this to happen twice more, Fenris kissing his shoulder then resuming his full-body lean against Sebastian, before he places his finger between the pages as a bookmark and twists his upper body toward the elf. Fenris smiles softly at him from very close, not having moved away when Sebastian turned.

“Well?” Sebastian asks. “Is there something I can do for you?”

Fenris blinks slowly, still smiling, and shakes his head. “There is, however, something I can do for you.”

“Is there now?”

In answer, Fenris reaches for the book, lightly prying it from Sebastian’s grasp and pulling it toward himself. He moves in closer to Sebastian, tucking himself underneath the man’s arm and picking his feet up to place them on the bench, his knees resting against the side of the table. Sebastian shifts position slightly to better accommodate Fenris’s weight against his chest rather than his shoulder, a smile slowly creeping up his face as Fenris scans for the place Sebastian left off and, softly at first, begins to read aloud to him.

imagine… ben and gil… but… as a ship

More Accurate titles for some Anime shows of this season:


#1 Bungou Stray Dogs Bungou Stray Cats

Originally posted by anime-nia

#2 Yuri!!! On Ice Yuuri On Victor!!!

Originally posted by applepie3399

#3 Nanbaka - The Numbers → Nanbaka - The Sparkles

Originally posted by fudayk

#4 Keijo!!!!!! KeiNot Censored Yuri Hentai!!!!!

Originally posted by bartdas

#5  Kiss Him. Not Me → Life Hacks for Fujoshis

Originally posted by dazushi

me: is trash. 

me: i want grumpy percival graves getting smooches from bright, sunshiney queenie goldstein

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this is what i like to call “moments that made me headcanon daniel as bisexual and i’m convinced he and hector were more than ‘just friends’”