make him famous for no reason

anonymous asked:

Any chance you have anything with fake dating/boyfriend for hire turned lover fics? >w<

Thanks for these requests! This is a fun AU! As always, let me know if you have read another fic that you think should be on this list! 

Fake/Pretend Relationship

When Life Gives You Lemons, Add Sugar by shereadsthestars, Mature, 7.7k
What could possibly be worse than getting stuck with a roommate you weren’t expecting? Discovering that roommate is none other than Viktor f*cking Nikiforov. I LOVE THIS FIC SO SO MUCH! 

Impostor Syndrome by renaissance, Mature, 61k 
At some point, most people with a childhood crush will imagine meeting their idol, and might even pretend that they’re dating. This is the story of how Yuuri Katsuki meets his childhood crush, and how they pretend that they’re dating. LOVE!

A Katsudon for Two by koi_ling, Teen, 8.6k (WIP)
Yuuri wakes up with a headache and a new boyfriend. (an AU in which Yuuri and Victor pretend to be dating because Yuuri’s mom is too worried about her son staying solo for his whole life) This is SO good so far, hoping for more!

Looking for a rhythm like you by Cesare, Teen, 12k (WIP)
“I know we only really met yesterday, and this may be skipping ahead a lot,” says Victor, “but would it be all right if we told people we’re dating?” Thumbs up!

The Power of Love by kiaronna, Teen, 19k (WIP)
Yuuko and Yuuri dominate the singles skating competition as Japan’s power couple—except they aren’t a couple, and when their old skating idol stumbles into their personal life, everything rapidly goes downhill. SUCH a good fic!

The nostalgic feeling of the familiar by myoue, Gen, 11k
Yuuri’s the one who suggested being fake engaged in the first place, tugging Victor along on such a convoluted plan at the start of cherry blossom season. This is great!

It Doesn’t Have to be a Lie by Recesskup, Not Rated, 54k (WIP)
Yuuri is not outgoing. That’s why when Phichit supplies Viktor as his fake boyfriend he’s bringing home for Christmas he nearly dies on the spot. And in all Honesty, he’s not quite sure how he managed to convince Viktor Nikiforov to play the role of his pretend boyfriend. And he’s even more at a loss for words when he remembers he has to go along with this for two weeks. Highly recommend!

locker room talk by thehibiscusthief, Teen, 1.3k
“Yuuri, I… I really like you! Will you go out with me?” Kenjirou cried. Yuuri froze. The reporters surrounding them fell silent, cameras trained on Yuuri’s shocked expression.
“Um…” he began. “I can’t, because…” His eyes desperately darted around the room, searching for an acceptable answer. “Because I’m already in a relationship! With someone very special. Um.”
Kenjirou’s face fell. “Who is it?” he demanded. His bottom lip was quivering, tears pooling in his eyes.
“Viktor,” he blurted. “I’m dating Viktor.” Cute one-shot!

Hide the Mistletoe by cosmicthief, Teen, 10k (WIP)
Yuuri has a problem. Maybe more than one.1. He just got broken up with.
2. There are five days until Christmas.
3. His mom’s expecting a date at their celebration. Awesome fic, hoping that there will be more!

It Was Simple Until It Wasn’t by marihy, Teen, 7.3k (WIP)
It was simple really. Yuuri wanted revenge on his cheating ex, and Victor needed someone on his arm to appease his parents. The solution to both of their problems was a fake relationship. Nice and simple. But of course, these things rarely stay simple. Great fic!

Rent A Date! by Y3Melisa, Gen, 3.8k (WIP)
Yuuri ‘rents’ a fake boyfriend to bring home so that Minako-sensei will stop trying to hook him up with her ballet class students. Victor, the most popular bachelor on the site, gets chosen. I really like this fic so far!

you are the best thing that’s ever been mine by JMonCheri, Mature, 13k (WIP)
Wherein famous actors Yuuri Katsuki and Viktor Nikiforov are forced to fake a relationship for mere reasons such as fame, money, and for teenage girls to make thesis long rants about them on Tumblr. Rec’d by a follower!

never could be sweeter than with you by nihonlove, Teen, 13k (WIP)
Back in highschool, Yuuri Katsuki was basically every stereotype of an unpopular nerd rolled into one. Since then, he likes to think his life has improved in miles. But when an invitation to his highschool reunion arrives, it forces him to take a longer look at his life and his relationships. Particularly with one certain friend he’s been in love with for years and who now wants to help Yuuri through his reunion by pretending to be his boyfriend… Really good!


- Most of them are from different companies, but they’re united by Allura, genius designer of their time who sees them and knows immediately she needs them for her shows

- Coran is the photographer and he makes them all feel super comfortable because he knows how awkward it can be sometimes (coran used to be a model too!!)

- Keith and Shiro aka Broganes are a famous duo that come from a powerhouse company; they debuted together and have modeled as a pair since then, attracting a huge following

- Hunk and Pidge also model together for a different company, and Allura loves their dynamics

- Lance is an instagram model (best friends with Hunk but didn’t get to debut with him because of personal reasons ;))))

- Originally Allura had gathered just Keith, Shiro, Hunk, and Pidge for her team but she saw a picture of lance on Hunk’s phone as he was scrolling through his feed and knew she HAD to have lance for the team; he was the missing piece

- lance being insecure around all of them because they’re all big shot models and he’s just a rookie who’s never actually done a fashion show; Shiro becoming a father figure to him because they get shit drunk one night and lance’s insecurities bubble out to Shiro, who takes it all in with a soft smile and reassuring words

- pidge and keith causing trouble around the team house, constantly pranking Lance who screeches in disbelief every time it happens

- lance and keith arguing constantly, even during interviews and in behind the scenes videos; they become famous and everyone starts shipping klance

- they reveal their relationship through a photo shoot that Allura labels “Roses are Red, Violets are Blue” and its keith and lance in varying flower themed clothes and it’s just rlly cute !!!!

- Shay is a stylist on the team and Hunk is absolutely in love with her !!! pidge constantly makes fun of him

- matt is an editor of one of the magazines most of their photo shoots show up on and he’s always teasing pidge about their photos

- allura and shiro date in secret and the entire team is scandalized when they walk in on the two making out after a show; keith looks at his nails, unbothered “I knew along. you two make fucking heart eyes at each other all the time.”


Not Really Just Friends {S.M}

requested// imagine where you and shawn have a weird dating but not dating relationship and someone hits on him and you get jealous so you do the same thing to make him jealous

author’s note// wtf guys my imagines are getting so many notes what the HELL is going on !!! also i am falling apart!!!


You had literally no idea why on planet earth how in the world you had become friends with Shawn. Well, possibly just a little more than friends. But also, just friends. You had both had this discussion an abundance of times, he was busy and famous, and you were busy and not all that famous.  

The reason you met was weird too. Like, it was at a frozen yogurt place. A literal frozen yogurt place and he thought you were hot, so he started to hit on you, rather poorly might you add, and you never let him live that one down. He really didn’t do a whole lot of hitting on girls. He was told to always be polite towards fans, but not flirty. Friendly, not cheeky. He was always told that no matter what, he cannot seem too cozy with a fan, or treat one anymore special than the next. All of his fans were equal, but he’d be lying through his teeth if he were to have said that he was never attracted to a fan. But rules were rules and they were made to be followed… But he broke them sometimes. 

Even though he doesn’t consider you one of the occasions he has broken that rules. There have been many of those, girls he has whispered things to during meet and greets, times he has met a fan at a store and he asked her to coffee, when he would answer a question at one of those question and answers with something a bit more than friendly. 

But you… well you were different. 

He saw you at a frozen yogurt place back in his home town and you didn’t seem to know who he was, but how could you live in Canada and not know who Shawn Mendes was? Everyone know who Shawn Mendes was, and a lot of people knew Shawn Mendes. Like personally. You just didn’t know any of his songs other than the ones that littered all of the radio stations, and you even found a couple of them kind of annoying, and you didn’t wanna bother him, he was kind of a celebrity or whatever. But it doesn’t matter, he went out of his way to talk to you, and hit on you, and he said;

“Why would you get frozen yogurt, it’ll only melt cause you’re so hot.” Which, of course, he would never ever hear the end of. But ever since then, Shawn had a special place in your heart and you had one in his. The incidents with that one rule being broken were no more, because he had you. He knew he had you back at home, who he knew he loved, and he knew he wanted to spend the rest of his days with you by his side. Because he couldn’t think of life with anyone else after he met you. He found himself not caring that paparazzi were always taking photos of the two of you, and since a good bit of those were of the two of you hand in hand, it sure did look like you were dating. 

Which you weren’t, but you also were. Whenever he was home, he spent a majority of his time with you, and when you had time off, you tried to go with him wherever it was he was going, and he never found himself attracted to any of the fans he came into contact with. He only wanted you. 

But you weren’t one hundred percent sure. You didn’t know if Shawn was the only one for you, or even someone you could see yourself with. Yes, you loved him with every single bit of your heart, but the constant touring, and not to mention Shawn was kind of clingy and could often get needy, and you couldn’t go on tour with him was a struggle. 

“What do you mean you don’t know?” Shawn threw his arms up in the air, only in his boxer shorts as he paced around your bedroom. He was home for the weekend, and you were kind of fooling around, when he said he loved you. He asked if you loved him back and you simply said you weren’t sure. 

“Shawn, calm down it’s not like we are official or anything.” You crossed your arms over the blanket that was covering your completely naked chest. 

“Oh, we aren’t a thing, at all?” He narrowed his eyes at you, which kind of scared you. You had seen him angry before, but you couldn’t really tell if he was angry. He looked a lot more hurt than anything. You hadn’t ever seen him this upset. 

“No, I didn’t mean it tha-” He cut you off, shaking his head. 

“Oh, but I think you did.” He continued to shake his head, folding his arms over his abdomen. He quickly went over to where his clothes had been discarded on the other side of your bed. He pulled his black jeans up from the floor and started to pull them onto his long legs, the legs yours were tangled up with only moments ago. 

“Shawn, what are you doing?” You grumbled, putting your head in your hands. He had always gotten sensitive around the subject of your status, since he was obviously more invested than you were from an outsider looking in. But really, you loved him just as much. 

“I’m going home.” He started as he buttoned his jeans. “I apparently,” He paused to grab his grey v-neck t-shirt and slip it over his head, “Don’t have any commitment here.” 

You were completely speechless, you didn’t even quite get it that he had left your room until you heard the door shut rather loudly, seeing he didn’t care if your parents heard that you had him over late at night. They didn’t come and bother you though, because you sat there, half naked, sitting up in your bed, already missing him. You couldn’t lie down, the bed would smell like him. He wouldn’t answer if you called him, so you just sat there and you missed him. He had just left, and your skin tingled and ached to touch him again. It felt like only minutes had passed when you saw the sun start to peak through your windowpanes, and you hoped and prayed that everything would be fine now. You lied down, your spine aching and cracking as you flattened your back onto the cold mattress. It still smelled just like him. 

After a couple of hours of a daze that wouldn’t really be considered a sleep, your phone buzzed on the bedside table. You instantly scrambled over, ignoring the fact that your top half was completely exposed. You grabbed your phone, and your heart skipped a beat when you saw Shawn’s name appear across the screen. 

From: that mindez kid

i’m doing a mini radio show concert thing with a meet and greet beforehand starting in like an hour @ Locally Canada. You can come if you want to, don’t know if that’s too much of a commitment for you. 

You groaned, and pulled yourself out of bed, your whole body shivered as it was completely exposed aside from the panties Shawn had never gotten the chance to take off. You realize you had just about no time, so you quickly threw on a black skirt and tucked in a white button up and some tights with those black flats with cat faces on the toes you had gotten yourself as a christmas present, throwing your hair up in a top knot and not even bothering with makeup. You scurried down the stairs of your house, your family not yet awake as you made your way outside and to your car. As you pushed a key in the ignition, you whipped your phone out and decided to text him and tell him you were coming. 

To: that mindez kid 

i’ll be there in twenty. put my name on the list. 

He read the message and didn’t respond. It bothered you, but you knew he was still pissed. Honestly, he had reason to be. The girl he was in love with had deadass just told him she may not even want to be with him in the long run, that would piss off everyone just a bit. 

But Shawn decided to take it just a little bit too far. 

You drove up to the radio station, striding over to the front, ready to say you were sorry and you would do anything to be with him, because really, you would. The idea scared you, but you knew for a fact that you loved him with all of your heart. You told the security guard your name and he let you inside, and you saw Shawn in the lobby, looking as handsome as ever, but he was talking with some other girl, obviously one of the radio station workers. She was considerably pretty as well, a lot shorter than him, which you knew was something he absolutely loved, since you yourself were a good bit shorter, but not as short as her. Her hair was blonde, and she was skinny and pretty and seemed to literally be throwing herself at him. Or, that’s what it looked like, you couldn’t really tell. 

“Shawn?” You folded your arms over your chest, still a distance away from them. Shawn looked over at you, as if he expected your reaction. Which he did. 

“Oh hey.” He smiled at you, instantly going back to his conversation with the radio station girl that you now hated more than anyone in the world, other than Shawn of course. 

“Oh hey?” You grumbled under your breath, deciding that the only way to get back at Shawn was to play his little game. So you looked around the lobby for a moment, and by a complete act of god, your eyes were met with a fairly attractive desk worker, who seemed to just be taking phone calls and notes. But his arms looked pretty amazing in that blue button up, so you strode over to his desk, feeling Shawn’s eyes follow you from behind you, and sat on the edge. The boy from behind the desk looked up, and he was much more attractive than you initially thought, some might even say he was better looking than Shawn. 

“Hey?” He chuckled, flashing a smile that was worth a million dollars. You were incredibly uninterested in this man, seeing as he looked about as boring and dull as cardboard and looked like a failed male model, regardless of the fact he was one of the most attractive men you had ever seen. 

“How are you?” You smirked, kicking your legs a little, going back to your days in middle school drama club when they tried to teach acting techniques. 

“I’m… Just fine?” He was saying everything as if he were taken totally off guard, it seemed like he was trying to be charming, but it didn’t work.  

“What’s your name?” You started to fiddle with the sleeve of his shirt, knowing you were pushing this way too far. 

“Ali?” The way he spoke literally gave you a headache, and your whole body was relieved when you felt two big hands wind their way around your waist. 

“Will you excuse us?” You heard a familiar voice, and you knew exactly what you had done worked as Shawn basically yanked you off of the desk, and pulling you into one of the empty conference rooms. You saw he was literally fuming, his face bright red and the vein on his neck looked as if it were about to burst. “So what the actual fuck was that?” He snapped. 

“I don’t know what you’re talking ab-” He cut you off. 

“You know exactly what I’m talking about. You can’t keep playing me like this, i’m fucking in love with you, and you can’t say you don’t want to be with me and then just go off an-” This time it was your turn to cut him off. You wrapped your arms around his neck, and pulled yourself onto your toes, pressing a soft kiss onto his lips. He instantly wrapped his arms around your waist, and hummed against your lips until you pulled away and pressed your feet back down against the ground, though he let out a small whimper. 

“I wanna be with you, okay? I’m done with all this on again off again shit. We are together, okay?” You stated, playing with the ends of his hair just a little bit. 

“Sounds good to me.”  

author’s note// SUCH a shitty imagine i hate mySElf

The Basics of the Todoroki Dabi Theory

Yesterday I posted about the Theory Series I’ll be doing on the Todoroki family and Dabi as a Todoroki here. As mentioned, I decided to make a refresher on the theory as a whole, just so I can reference it during my actual posts. None of the stuff here is unique (I don’t think), but I wanted it in one place anyway! If you’re not a believer, I hope this convinces you.

1. Fire Quirk

Dabi’s quirk allows him to control a dark flame. Dabi uses his power very similarly to the way that Shōto uses his, shown here. As we saw in the anime, Endeavor has the ability to control the temperature (changing the color) of the flame he produces. This could explain the darker color of Dabi’s fire. Or, perhaps his quirk is just a variation of his father’s.

2. Sibling Hair Change

In the manga, when it shows Shōto’s three other siblings, all of them have white hair (minus small flakes of red here and there). When this scene was animated, the middle child’s white hair was changed to red. It’s pretty apparent that white hair = ice-related power, and red hair = fire-related power. Why would the animators feel the need to change the middle boy’s hair color if the fact that he had a fire quirk, not an ice quirk, was irrelevant? This was most likely a correction, since a young, fire-quirked Dabi would have had red hair, not white. Not to mention this kid’s hair just… looks a lot like Dabi’s. 

3. Eyes

The teal/sea green/blue eyes that run on Endeavor’s side of the family seems to be unique to the Todoroki family in this series. Endeavor’s eyes are both this color, and Shōto’s left eye is this color. While it was hard to tell the exact shade of blue prior to animation, as seen in the anime, Dabi’s eyes are the exact same color. He has Todoroki blue-green eyes. 

4. “Right now I go by ‘Dabi’”

He simply goes by Dabi. He has another name, one that he doesn’t want to use and will only tell when he “needs to”. This implies that whatever his name is, it’s significant. Significant enough to not use, for whatever reason. The Todoroki name is famous. I mean, Endeavor’s the #2 (#1..) Hero. Plus, Todoroki Enji is an evil man, I wouldn’t want his name either. Maybe he’s waiting for the perfect time to expose him..

5. Stains Beliefs 

Dabi’s beliefs when it comes to heroes align with Stain’s: the current system is corrupt, the current heroes are fake, and there needs to be change. If he grew up in the Todoroki household, him having these ideas would make total sense in the context of the story. He doesn’t have them for no reason; he saw the reality of the current top hero first hand and built his ideals around it. 

6. “How sad, Todoroki Shōto,”

This is what Dabi says to Shōto when he sees him. It seems like he knows Shōto when he says it, yet if this theory is false, it would be his first time meeting him. On top of the condescending tone I imagine it was said with, he makes a very odd, almost mocking expression. Using his full name here, with that face…

7. Hair color can change

Hair dye exists in this world, and it’s used by the characters. Kirishima has black hair, which he dyes red. Dabi could easily do the opposite of this- dye (or burn…?) his red hair black.

8. Where are the other Todoroki Children?

We know Fuyumi and Shōto live at home. But the other two? We have no knowledge on them, but we know they exist.

9. Faces

I mean.

Those are the main reasons I think this Todoroki Dabi theory has taken off so much. With all of these points… It’s sort of a hard case to argue against. But anyway! Like I said, none of these points are unique. I just want to be able to reference them later. I’m not sure when my first part of the actual theories will come out, but I’m excited either way!


Summary: You ask your best friend to pretend to be your boyfriend to make your ex jealous.

Pairing: Kim Seokjin (Jin) / Reader

Genre: Fluff / Smut

Words: 3.5k

A/N: (Feat. Wonwoo from Svt) Sorry Svt fans, I made him the enemy. I love Wonwoo though :)


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never enough (TKST one shot)

A/N: hello lovelies! here is a little blurb i wrote based on a prompt about post-VMAs sex with Shawn in his suit. that suit was hella hot so yeah, i couldn’t resist. this is a twist on that request and it takes place in the TKST universe, some time in the future of  their timeline! enjoy!! 

You didn’t go to the show with him because this thing you’ve got is still so fresh. Only a handful of people know, some of his friends and family, and some of yours, and it’s still too new to go public. You’re both still learning each other, even though you feel so easily comfortable with him already. 

But that just makes you want to protect this thing you’ve got with him from prying eyes even more, because you’ve never had anything quite like it. It’s safe but electric, surprises you yet comforts you. It’s never the same, but he always feels familiar to you for some reason. 

You think you could maybe love him. You just need time. And that means privacy, too. 

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Lestrade doing some real talk


Author Notes 

Basically, my return from a dry patch. I do hope its okay.

An anon had requested Vulnerable Ivar smut. I do hope this is okay? (but not too similar to what I’ve already done) 


Pairing: Ivar x Reader 

Word count: 6,544

Warnings: SMUT, slight angst, first time. 

Originally posted by inthenameofodin


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anonymous asked:

How would the RFA + V, Saeran, Ray, and Vanderwood cuddle with he MC?.... umm, I differentiated Saeran and Ray because *spoilers* they have different personalities right? Thank you!

Oh, I think this is the first time I’ve encountered “Ray” in a request, even in other blogs. Probably because V’s route just came out. Anyway, me and the rest of the people who have played V’s route understand what you mean. So here it is!


-He likes cuddling on the sofa.

-Both of you were watching movies and he always wants you to put your head in his shoulder.

-You’d definitely receive forehead kisses every minute. Ugh Zen, can you please focus on the movie a little bit?!

-Loves to play with your hair

-Would repeat movie lines to you, and for some reason, he’d manage to make it even sexier

-One time you practically forced him to watch Fifty Shades of Grey with you. He thought it’s so awkward at first, but he seemed into it later onAnd then that famous line by Grey came–

-”If you were mine, you wouldn’t be able to sit down for a week.”



-Likes to cuddle in the kitchen

-Every time whenever you’re cooking, you’d suddenly find him hugging you from behind

-He’d sniff your neck like the cute fluffball he is and tell you how you smell so good.

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A/N: Inspired by a request for bullet points, here’s the first installment of my newest series! part 1 has no smut (i know, SHOCKING), but part 2 should fulfill all ur smutty needs. i’d like to thank @permanentguitar and @saysweartogod for their brainstorming help!!

All this time i’ve been waiting for nothing, i’ve been waiting for something to change, i’ve been waiting for you

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Someone get the new sneak peek clip on tumblr and/or gif it now because I am freaking out over agents “Stark and Martell” because honestly what the fuck John Bring. If Sam is Stark, as it would seem from the order of introduction it’s really perfect. There are so many Starks that have such a complicated relationship with honor and doing the wrong thing for the right reasons and then fucking everything up. This could be Sam this season, this could be him playing into the bad guys hands with his ideals - Same with Mary.

But Dean. Dean as a Martell. Who would be the most famous Martell? Oberyn. The extremely bisexual tragic hero. I just…fuck. John Bring gave us Dean being super fucking bisexual all over Gunnar Lawless and now he’s specifically fake naming him after a famously Bi character???

And that’s just the extradiagetic stuff. Think of this in world. Sam or Dean making those IDs and thinking: “You know who Dean is like…”

I’m dying guys. Dying.

reasons i gave up on riverdale

-making two same sex leads kiss in the first ep and give them so much screen time together it looks like they’re building up a romance arch and after first 3 eps push them away from each other as much as possible
-jughead being portrayed by cole sprouse, who got the role only because he got famous as a child for having a twin. he can not act and it makes jughead unlikable
-he had potential as an asexual character but they make him look like “i’m gonna fall in love with the first girl that gives me attention” type of guy
-pussycats dissapeared and have no screentime or storyline
-josie is a lead and didn’t make an appearance in the latest eps
-treated valerie badly, she was on the show only to get together with archie and then to break up with him
-bughead got together all of the sudden with no reason at all and have no chemistry. they look more like siblings.
-cheryl had a huge potential as a bad bitch of the school who uses this image so people won’t see that she’s hurt on the inside but writers seem to not know what to do with her so she keeps being something like a villian
-archie being a hoe, basically hooking up with every other girl
-not punishing grundy at all eventhough she deserved jail
-archieronnie being the most predictable ship in television history
-reggie deserves more scenes and an actual storyline
-the relationships got so messed up it looks like a bad wattpad fanfiction coming to life
-most obvious queerbaiting ever

Because I adore Phichit from the bottom of my heart and apparently y’all agree:

  • Phichit and Yuuri have known each other basically their entire lives. They met in daycare when they were both 3 and the rest is history. Their families live in the same neighbourhood, so they always have sleepovers and stuff, and went to the same elementary, middle, and high schools. 
  • Yuuri is a shy extrovert. He panics about having to meet new people or talk to strangers, but he craves social interaction - he gets energy from being around people. And that’s where his lovely best friend, Phichit, comes in. Phichit is an outgoing extrovert - he acts as a buffer for Yuuri, helps get himself out of conversations he’d rather not be in, and helps him make new friends.
  • Pretty much everyone at their school is convinced that Yuuri and Phichit are dating. Neither of them minds, because none of the guys at their school are dateable anyways, and at least this way they have a plausible reason to say no. They probably take advantage of those “couple” discounts on valentines day by pretending to be together.
  • Phichit is instagram famous - half his followers follow him because every other picture on his account is of Yuuri (who, unfortunately, doesn’t have his own instagram).
  • Yuuri has no clue about fashion, so he lets Phichit dress him. Phichit takes great glee in choosing their styles, and changing them whenever he gets bored. There’s no set timeframe really - their “punk” phase in middle school lasted only a week, but they spent all of high school as “hipsters” - complete with flower crowns, oversized sweaters, colourful skinny jeans (and, on one memorable occasion in senior year, matching pokemon-print skirts).
  • For their first month or so of college, Phichit decides to dress them like dudebros, which results in them being adopted by the resident dudebros at their college. They’re not part of any fraternities, but somehow get invited to all the cool parties anyways. Everyone has lowkey crushes on the both of them (especially after that time Yuuri came to a party in sinfully tight skinnies and a muscle tee that did nothing to hide the abs (and other such muscles) he developed over a lifetime passion for ballet, and dancing in general).
  • Phichit is a fashion student, and the moment he sees his classmate, Viktor Nikiforov, in all his fae-like beauty, his long silver hair and delicate features, he knows with an unshakable certainty that Yuuri is going to fall head over heels for the man. And, of course, Viktor is going to fall head over heels for Yuuri (because Yuuri is amazing and perfect and all that is good in this world, and how could anyone not fall in love with him!?) and they’re going to get married and have beautiful, amazing babies together, no matter how much Yuuri protests that that isn’t physically possible, and Phichit is going to be the cool uncle that always brings them presents and takes them out for ice cream and is the “favourite parent” despite not actually being their parent.
  • Needless to say, Phichit is right, and the two of them fall helplessly in love the moment they see each other. From the outside, it looks like an easy, seamless match of two impossibly perfect people who have the perfect relationship from the getgo. Yuuri walks up to Viktor, in all his dudebro glory, drops a horribly cheesy and outdated pick-up line that actually works and somehow, miraculously, comes out the other side with a date and a gorgeous new boyfriend. (Phichit and Chris are the only ones with the privilege of seeing all the behind the scenes panicking about what to wear, and the anxious what-if-I-mess-up-and-he-hates-me’s, and the embarrassed giggling and clumsy flirting).
  • Chris and Yuuri (both dance majors) both get on like a house on fire, often practicing their dancing together and even enrolling for pole dancing classes together.
  • Phichit and Viktor are both delighted to find out Yuuri is each other’s muse and bond over gushing about how perfect he is, only to turn around and start jealously competing over who gets to have him as their model for their year-end project.
Slumber Party

Author: ceruleanbucky

Pairing: Sebastian Stan x Reader

Warnings: Cursing, detailed smut for all my fellow sinners, unprotected sex (I shouldn’t have to say this, but wrap it before you tap it.) oral sex (female receiving) and I think that’s it.

Word count: 2749 (this is an apology for not posting a lot)

Sorry to my followers; I know I’m shit at updating and posting but i hope you accept this sincere apology on my behalf. Enjoy the sin.

“Hey Seb, where’s the Bailey’s?” You yell down the hall of your friend’s apartment. You had just gone through a break up, and you wanted some drinks, and comfort. It’s not like it was a bad breakup; it was mutual, but you still didn’t want to be alone. And who better to be comforted by than your lifetime friend, Sebastian?

Plus, he has really good booze.

“There is no Bailey’s! It was just Christmas! You expect there to be Bailey’s left after Christmas?” He yells back, clearly amused at your obvious lack of thinking. Of course there’s none left.  

With a sigh, you plopped down onto the couch, waiting for Seb to get into his pyjamas to start the movie. You had settled on Star Wars episode IV, because neither you or Seb had seen it in ages. And if felt right, because Carrie Fisher was one of your favorite actors ever, other than the one and only Sebastian Stan. Obviously.

If you’re to be brutally honest, you were too busy spacing out to notice Seb had joined you, until a pillow hit you in the face, causing you to jump.

“Oh, is that how it is?” You ask, a smile creeping its way onto your face as you grab the pillow he just threw at you.

“Oh, that’s how it is.” He replies, and instantly jumps onto the couch to attack you. He has his signature smirk on his face, and you have plans to wipe it off. With a pillow.

Since you are a lot smaller than him, you have a bit of an advantage. It’s always been like that. You usually jump on his back, and slightly smother him with the pillow, but this time, its different. He has been training with Don, and he is a lot stronger than you, so when you jump on his back, it barely affects him. Instead of trying to throw you off, he just flops down onto his back, crushing you.

Hey; it’s not like you care. You can feel every muscle through his exceedingly thin shirt, and you’re basically in heaven.

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Love to Burn

Originally posted by inkedcross

A/N: Hey guys! So this imagine is based on this song by the band. It’s one of those songs that’s slow and so sad but also so beautiful, I definitely suggest checking it out before you read this! It came on in my car the other night as I was driving home and it inspired this, so I wanted to get it down and share it with you guys. Enjoy!xx

Warnings: Smut, kinda sad/angsty if that’s a warning??

Word count: 3,980 (think this is my longest one I was really feelin it)

They say time heals. But for you, time only exaggerated the ache in your chest. It had been months since you last saw Harry, yet everyday still burned as fresh as the day you decided to let him go.

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It seems that Fionn’s on Twitter and Instagram now. 

We ask you for respect. Please, don’t start spamming him with messages that make no sense at all. In fact, we all know that Fionn hates being on social media, so perhaps the main reason he made an account is for work and to promote his future roles. He has become very famous so fast that he needs to be on social media–even when he is not into it that much–to keep being known. Unfortunately, Hollywood works like that and both the media and the fans pressure are enormous.

Even when he gets verified, his tweets will be monitored by his agent/manager most of the time. I highly doubt that Fionn is going to be one of those celebrities that are constantly talking about their lives 24/7. Still, we know that our words might be ignored by so many, but we hope some people take them seriously.




anonymous asked:

I can't believe there's not a Actor AU fic rec yet ! Everyone need this in their life 🙈 Have you by any chance read some? xxx

I can’t believe neither !! Thanks for asking !

- The Brightest Lights  : After watching yet another actor walk away with his Oscar, Louis is on the lookout for the role of a lifetime that might finally   get him the one thing he has always wanted. He didn’t think coming out of his self-proclaimed break to do another film would be all that difficult, but that was before he met his new co-star. (70k)

- sweet, where you lay  : Louis Tomlinson is a twenty-eight year old succesful actor living in New York. Harry Styles is a twenty year old up and coming model and coincidentally also the one who turns Louis’ world completely upside down.or, Louis is Zachary Quinto and Harry is Miles McMillan. Falling in love was always in the cards for them. (27k)

- Rise up like the sun  : “I wasn’t taking a sneaky pic.” Louis blurted out, the guy stood at one of the urinals taking a piss. “You were.” The guy answered coolly. “I would’ve taken a pic with you if you’d just asked.” “No I didn’t want a pic with you.” The guy turned his head, quirking his eyebrow sardonically. “No you’re far too cool for that, you just wanted to violate my privacy.” (…) (34k)

- shine  : Louis is an actor who needs to get away from the real world. He does the only thing that he can and runs away, finding himself in a small town where he happens upon Harry. What Louis doesn’t expect is to somehow fall in love and end up having to face what he was running from all along.  (40k)

- Harry Wants The D (List)  : Louis is a D-List celebrity looking to make his big break. Harry is a socialite looking to clean up his image. They come to a mutually beneficial arrangement. (11k)

- And this old world is a new world  : Louis works in a little coffee shop although he hates coffee but what can you do when you’re pretty much living day by day trying to ignore that dream of yours you’re too scared to pursue. And then Harry enters the scene, or more precisely the coffee shop. He’s beautiful and kind and funny and also famous and not in town for very, very long. But that doesn’t keep Louis from maybe falling for him a bit and his friends from randomly inviting him along to go golfing. (44k)

- Play Me Like One of Your French Girls  : Louis is Hollywood’s ‘Bad Boy and Sometimes Darling’, and Harry is the clumsy, endearingly attractive part-time cellist whose cello gets upgraded to the seat next to his on the plane. They fall in love.Also featuring R&B Superstar Zayn Malik, Olympic Gold Medalist Liam Payne, and Masterchef Niall Horan. (26k)

- walk my days on a wire : Harry hums, staring at his hands in his lap, and Louis can still feel their smoothness, how solid they were in between his own. “Do you think it’s the same for us? Are we here only because of the likeliness of our jobs? Of our lives?” “We’re here because we have inventive managers,” Louis says, giving Harry’s leg a little nudge with his knee, but all that’s going around in his head is, I think I’d be in the same spot in every possible universe.  or, when actor Louis Tomlinson used to daydream about dating Harry Styles, this is not what he had in mind. (38k)

- Off The Record : Louis is an out of control teen heartthrob, Harry is hired to get him back on track and they both hate each other while they secretly don’t. (90k)

- Whirlwind  : AU. Acclaimed actor, Hollywood heartthrob, and Oscar nominee, Harry Styles, seems to have the world at his feet, but seeks out an old friend when he needs a date for his big night. (21k)

- 90 Day Return        : It was all supposed to be mutual promo. That’s it. A boyfriend for the winter - Louis can do this. (15k)

- if i had the chance, the things i would do to you  : (Or: AU where Harry and Louis compete in the Lip Sync Battle) (14k)

- I’ve Been Wandering Round (But I Still Come Back to You)  : “Harry had always been beautiful, but lately he’d blossomed into this tall, sexy, man and Louis was having trouble dealing with it. And so, it seemed, were his hormones.” OR The one where Louis and Harry are best friends and co-stars on a popular television series and Louis inconveniently discovers he’s in love with him in the middle of a press tour. (27k)

- come on jump out at me  : Or, the one where actor louis tomlinson and one direction superstar harry styles try to fake a sex tape to help harry get out of the closet and they both get more than they bargained for. (28k)

- Tease  : AU. Louis Tomlinson, actor and movie star, is wildly in love with his boyfriend, supermodel Harry Styles. Their relationship is lovely and unlike any Louis has ever had before, which makes the surprise of Harry’s newest interest that much more intriguing. (12k)

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L i k e   I    W o u l d ( I )

Pairing: Baekhyun x Reader

Genre: Angst, (Not completely, but the tension) smut 

Song to suggest: Like I Would - ZAYN

Synopsis: I was doomed from the very moment I met him. 

It was a mistake that I didn’t regret, but that I profoundly wanted to undo in the deepest part of my heart. I tried my best to untangle myself out of that mess, but he was right. 

No one knew me like he did. No one would love me like him.

Word count:  3044

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I couldn’t breathe.

The air left my lungs like they were being kicked over and over, keeping me in a gasp for help. I felt worthless and vulnerable as I watched the whole world crumbling around me. I thought my heart had stopped beating as soon as I saw how his fingers curled around her golden locks and the way his smile widened his features.

My body was suddenly out of energy, but thankfully nobody noticed my change of mood, since they were all busy finishing the assignment left for today. The history class stopped being interesting when I started to feel like a deflated balloon. It was stupid, though. I shouldn’t have been feeling like this, since I was the one who got out of this mess.

His attentions were once directed towards me. His bright smile and shinning eyes were once caused because of me. Now, he was looking at her like she was a diamond out of a pile of untouched coal. The way he used to laugh at my jokes, was replaced by her lame jokes and his quick responses. I could perfectly listen to the way her voice trespassed his angelic one. I couldn’t help but cringe at it.

Baekhyun was a hot sweetheart, and he knew it really well. His untouched looks and perfect ways carved a path for him to whatever he wanted. He could make you do whatever he felt like just by giving you an innocent smile and a slow wink. The whole campus melted to his charms, drooling over him as he was a dessert; and he knew how to use his power over everyone smoothly.

Even so, the first time we crossed paths, it was a complete accident.

It was an early Sunday morning, free of any class possible, but I still had to wake up quickly because I was running late for work. The little bakery I worked at was really famous between the students, mostly because of the good sweets we made, reason why I had to be there earlier than anyone else.

I ran in the halls, barely holding the strips of my worn-out backpack, feeling the adrenaline rushing through my veins. If I got there late, again, it would be my second call this week and I knew that Kyungsoo wouldn’t let it slip once again. We had been friends of years, basically since we both wore diapers, but since he was the “heir” of the lucrative store, he had to be hard with his employees, no matter what.

As I reached the elevator, I clicked the button quickly, jumping in one foot while I prayed for it to arrive sooner. The metallic doors opened with a bell, and I slipped in it in a hurry, pressing the first floor with annoyance.

“C’mon”, I said to no one in particular. My eyes flickered to the red numbers on the wall, cursing at the damn thing in silence for not being faster. After a while, the doors started to close with an incredibly slow motion, making me grunt in annoyance, until I was stopped.

“Wait!” A male voice shouted. A pair of delicate hands pushed the door open, and a slim figure slipped into the elevator as the doors closed with a muffled sound. He cleaned his hands on his pants, as he took a phone out of his pockets, tapping on it furiously. I stared at him with an arched eyebrow, suddenly interested in his presence.

He had red hair with shades on it and a pair of circled glasses barely clang from the tip of his nose. He had plump lips and a well-shaped jawline that lead to his chiseled neck colored by tattoos and a necklace. I stared at his profile for a couple of seconds more, before taking my phone out to pretend busy myself on something else than him. Soft mumbles left his lips, while he kept tapping on the phone, cursing under his breath occasionally.

He put his phone away and I felt his stare on me, but I decided not to look up. His gaze burned holes on my figure, but I contained myself as much as possible, while I texted Jee, telling her that I was running late so she could cover me till I made it there. Before sending the text, an unexpected shake made the elevator move, making me lose my balance for a second. I felt a pair of long arm holding me by the waist, steading me up.

I looked up, crashing with the red-haired’s smirk, and I felt my cheeks burning as I untangled myself from him.

“What the hell was that?!”, I exclaimed instead, looking at the red numbers. The elevator had stopped in the third floor, and it wasn’t moving or making sounds anymore. I tapped the number furiously but the metallic monster refused to keep working.

“I think we got stuck”, he said, clicking the alarm button several times. I looked at him, just to find him already staring at me. I took a glance at his features, feeling awed by the beauty of them, zoning out for a second. “I feel that this old box just gave his last breath”.

I didn’t answer but nodded instead, still too amused by him to properly think about something to say. He smirked.

“You got a name? Mine is Byun Baekhyun” He extended a hand in my direction, and I stared at it, insecure if I should take it. After debating myself, I shook his hand, giving a soft smile in his direction.

“I’m Y/N”

“Oh, a pretty name for a pretty lady”, Baekhyun said with a semi-smile. I felt my cheeks blush.

“I’ve never seen you before around here. Are you new?” I said before having the chance to hold myself up. He looked at me with another smirk, before shaking his head.

“No, I’m in my second year of arts. I just transferred dorms since my older ones were closed up.”


“And you? I haven’t seen you around either.” I stared at the wall, not wanting to look at him because I knew I would be drooling in no time.

“I’m in my second year of design.”

He shrugged his shoulders, looking at me with narrowed eyes. “You don’t seem like a designer, though.” I placed a hand over my chest, offended.

“What do you mean?”

“First of all, you’re wearing an uniform and your hair is all over the place. You even have a little bit of toothpaste in the corner of your lips.” I fixed my hair, looking at him badly.

“That doesn’t mean anything. You don’t look like an artist either.”

“Is that so?” He smiled. “Then to which career do I look alike?” I analyzed him, taking my time to admire his well proportionate body that fitted incredibly good in that faded striped shirt and parched pants. He was the image of street fashion, slaying it in every way possible. My mouth was eager to ask him everything to his inspiration to be so well dressed, to ask him where he got his clothes and that if he could let me design clothes for him as well.

I was a fashion sucker, admiring every type of style possible. Baekhyun looked like an artist, there was no doubt of that. His whole essence was living by it, but I couldn’t let him win. Something in him made me want to argue, to make him mad.


He gasped. 

“En-engineer?” His soft chuckles filled the elevator. “Is that the best you got?” His legs slipped on the floor, as he smoothly sat beside me. “You’re bad at lying, Y/N, but I appreciate the effort to fight me.”

“Shut up”, I said, muffling my cheeks with annoyance. He sighed loudly as he pulled his phone out once again, tapping in the screen with quick movements. His frown was deep and his pouting lips were constantly licked by his tongue as he kept his concentration on the phone. I glimpsed in his direction, before closing my eyes. Kyungsoo was going to kill me and I would get fired. I needed the money, and the idea of getting another job wasn’t of my liking.

We spent a few minutes in silence, both of us emerged in our very own thoughts. I was thinking in ways to beg Soo not to fire me, but it was nonsense. He was going to fucking kick me out and people haven’t seemed to notice that Baekhyun and I were both stuck in this damn elevator.

“You needed to be somewhere, Y/N?” I opened an eye to look at him, before sighing frustrated again.

“At work. This is my second call this week, and now I’m gonna get fired.” I passed a hand over my face harshly. He didn’t answer. “What about you, Baekhyun? What was your destination?”

He stuttered for a second. “Um, I had to meet, um, someone. I’m gonna get my head chopped now, anyways.”

I pouted my lips, thinking. “I see.”

“So, tell me Y/N… Do you want to play 20 questions?” He blurted out.

I chuckled a little. “Isn’t that childish?”

“Oh, c’mon. It’s gonna be fun.” His puppy expression made my spine tingle, and I found myself nodding at him with a small smile. The round of questions was typical, with him asking silly questions and me answering lame things. After a while, his questions tuned up their heat, becoming more and more personal.

“So, now, how do you like your men?” I was taken back by it, eyeing him a little as I wondered around the elevator with sloppy dance moves.

“M-my men? You are talking about my one-night stands?” He nodded effusively, winking at me. I bit my lips, feeling the heat crawling to my cheeks, as I thought about it.

“I’m not sure.”

“How are you not sure?” He jumped, looking amused. “You must have an ideal of what you’re looking for in hunting night, you get me?”

Yeah, like you.  I thought, but I didn’t say it out-loud, too conscious of it. “It’s not my thing. I just look and play. Nothing more, nothing less.”

“Hmm, that’s new.” He walked lazily in my direction, positioning himself in front of me. He towered over me with grace, looking at me with knowing eyes. I gulped heavily, unsure of what he was doing.

“What about me, sweetheart?” He whispered, getting closer to the soft skin of my ear. His warm breath crashed against my ear, making me quiver in response.

“What do you mean?” I managed to say without stumbling.

“Do you find me as your type?” His plump lips brushed my jawline, as his hands placed in both sides of my head, keeping me caged. I couldn’t think properly with his proximity, the scent of his fading cologne entering to my nostrils with no mercy. His chest was centimeters away from mine and the tips of his hair locks tingled on my skin.

His lips were trailing a way to the front part of my face, but I kept my silence. My mind was all over the place, with him so close to my body and I found myself wanting him even closer. I was about to respond, when I felt the elevator slowly shaking, coming back to life. He smirked once again, winking at me one last time before tearing away from my personal space, leaving me breathless. I hope to see you around, sweetheart”. He said, and exited the machine without me responding.

After that day, I started to notice him a lot more than before. Baekhyun attended to several classes with me, but he tended to sit in the lasts rows. To sleep, I presume. His usual style consisted in ripped jeans and baggy-stained shirts, and yet, he still managed to look out of a modeling magazine. His hair always seemed to be disorganized, almost on purpose; and a pair of glasses never seemed to leave his face. The tattoos on his neck were interesting, and I found myself wanting to explore them.

Baekhyun was apparently one of the most acclaimed boys in the campus, desired and awed by tons of girls every day. I didn’t know why I hadn’t acknowledged him before.  The girls followed him like lost puppies, eager to catch a glimpse of his attention, but they always failed at it. He was almost always with a pair of headphones and pencil in hand, doodling things in an art book, lost in his own world.

We barely crossed paths, but when we did, he winked at me with a smirk in his features. I just rolled my eyes, smiling as well, and kept walking, the memories of that elevator fresh on my mind. I felt his eyes burning the back of my head every once in a while, too, but I didn’t dare to catch his eyes. But when I did stare at him, I removed my gaze as quickly as I could, scared that he would notice I was watching him.

Little did I know that he noticed.

It was a Friday, and the bakery was empty at this time of the night. Today it was a free day in college, so I decided to do some extra hours, so I could make up for the elevator emergency. Kyungsoo had being sweet enough to let me stay, but he had warned me it would be the last time. I swore I couldn’t pay my friend enough for his kindness.

It was almost closing time, so I made myself some coffee, enjoying the music playing softly on the background, and reading a book on the counter. The smell of caffeine brought me happiness and I felt more relaxed than before. I concentrated on the scattered words, until the bell of the door chimed.

A red-haired shape appeared on the doorstep, and I felt my body stiffen. Baekhyun was standing there, looking around with curiosity. His clothes consisted in an oversized hoodie and a pair of ripped jeans; his familiar glasses weren’t on his face. His eyes crashed with mine after a few and a soft smile appeared on his features, as he approached to my direction. An art book was left on the counter and he sat right in front of me.

“Y/N.” My name rolled on his tongue. “It’s nice to see you around.” He said, playing with the ring band on his middle finger.

“Baekhyun…” I responded. “I didn’t expect you here.”

“A friend of mine told me about this place. He said the sweets were the best ones out here. You probably know him. His name is Do Kyung-.”

“Kyungsoo, yeah” I interrupted. “He’s one of my oldest friends.” He arched an eyebrow.

“He’s one of my best friends as well. What a small world.”  I nodded.

“Tell me, Baekhyun, what can I help you with?”

“You can help me with a lot of things, babe”, he winked. “But by now, bring me your best pastry and coffee. The one of your preference.”

“The one I want?” He nodded, smiling at me for the last time before starting to doodle in his worn-out art book. The lines were smooth, almost unthought, as if he didn’t need to imagine that much to create a masterpiece. I walked to the back door, shaking my head, and I looked for the Gyeongju bread. I took the flat white coffee I was making for myself and placed them both in front of him. He eyed them expressionless, before looking at me.

I pushed them further in his direction, encouraging him to taste them. They were my favorite combination in the world and I wanted to see if I had gotten in his sweet point. He bit the bread, closing his eyes for a second before sipping on his coffee. We were both silent, the music playing on the background. He didn’t speak until he finished his food, and cleaned his mouth with a napkin.

“What do you think?” I asked, anxious. I didn’t know I was so excited to know his opinion, but I examined his face with curiosity. He mumbled a little, with a serious expression on his face.

“I think that this was probably… the best one I have had in a while.” A smiled creeped on his face at my lighted up face. I clapped happily.

“I knew it! This is my favorite combination in taste”

“What other things you like to taste, hm?” His face approached to me, getting really close as he licked his lips softly. His eyes were looking at mine with fire in them, making my legs go like jelly. His hand tucked a strand of hair behind my ear, but his fingers stayed up there for longer than what they needed to be.

“Wha-?” I was interrupted by Baekhyun’s sudden question.

“Would you let me…?  I don’t know. Take you out as an act of gratitude?” The words died on my mouth. I was speechless, opening and closing my mouth like an idiot. I didn’t know how to respond, especially since his fingers where softly lingering on my collarbone, making imaginary drawings over my skin. I felt myself shivering, craving his touch, as his soft breath was crashing against my lips. He was that relatively close that could count every little flaw in his face, but I still thought they were… art.

He didn’t wait for answer, as his hand took me by the waist and led me out of there. A smirk still creeping in his face as the cool air of the night hit his face and his hands snickered around the exposed skin of my waist. The sheets ended up tangled between the both of us that night after a couple of drinks and a shameless session of flirting. His hand had trailed every single inch of my body with an extreme carefulness that I felt like a sculpture. His adoration only posed on me, as he scanned me with such a patience that made my head go dizzy and needy. His body heat kept with me all night.

What I forgot to notice, is that was going to end up ruined.

I want to thank you all for the love “Like I Would” has received! 

The next part is probably my favorite!  

What do you think? If you liked it, please feel free it some love! 

Requests are open! Just remember to read the r u l e s before requesting! 

See you soon! Sofi, x.

A Royal Pain - Prologue

Pairing: Namjoon x Reader

Genre: Romance, slight angst, fluff, lots of smut, royal AU

Word count: 1,262 words

You were betrothed to the very snobby, smart-mouthed Kim Namjoon. You loathed everything about this man, but one day, he proposes a challenge; whoever falls in love first loses. How could you pass that?

Music: The Sims Medieval soundtrack (strange, but it really sets the mood!)

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The Dabi + Todoroki thing. They’re theorized to be brothers. Quick summary:

  • As you said, Fire Quirks
  • Doesn’t want to reveal name (Todoroki is a famous Hero family)
  • We know Shouto has 2 older brothers based on a flashback
  • Has a “special” scene with Shouto where he mocked him and called him by his whole name (implying that Dabi knows him personally)
  • name deliberately not revealed when Gran Torino was enumerating every other Villain’s name during the raid
  • has greenish-blue eyes, similar to Shouto and Enji
  • has a plausible reason why his hair is black (he probably colored it, because Todoroki children have a combination of red/white hair, so having that hair color plus a fire quirk makes one easy to identify)

A more detailed version with images and specific chapters for reference: link to the awesome post theory