not only to fix his own problems

things i love about my hero academia

(not all of them because then this would turn into a 500 page journal that could be published and sold and no one would buy it because no one is as much of a nerd as i am)

  • our main protagonist is not a traditionally masculine hero. he’s small, he’s weak, he’s a crybaby, he’s sensitive. especially in the shounen genre, this is a pretty rare thing to see, and even as Izuku grows as a person and becomes more confident in himself, he’s still shy and anxious.
  • he’s also a fanboy!! and not in a bad way!! it’s his fanboy nature that allows him to express himself and show how smart, intuitive, and observant he is
  • the character who does get all the traditionally masculine traits is the character everyone in the main cast acknowledges is a total asshole who mercilessly bullied and abused his classmate/childhood playmate
  • it’s also very clearly seen that Izuku has been conditioned (unintentionally) to fear Bakugou because of all of that physical and emotional abuse. just because he’s a hero in training and he’s learning and growing and becoming more confident doesn’t erase all of those years of bullying
  • it’s also acknowledged that they are children and still have room to grow. Bakugou is an asshole, but he’s not totally villainized for his behavior and is given the chance to change and become a better person because he’s only sixteen years old and still has time to change
  • and he does!! he makes an effort to change and try to adjust his behavior to make a more positive impact (even if it is a slow and arduous process, we do see him make great strides throughout the manga)
  • it would have been really easy to just throw Bakugou under the bus and make him a villain, but instead we get to see his growth as a person as he matures and enters the world of adulthood
  • All Might is the no. 1 hero, the Symbol of Peace, the man everyone thinks is invincible, and he has a chronic condition. he’s missing his stomach, he’s had multiple surgeries, he spits up blood, he literally looks like a skeleton, guys. but even after the reveal, people still admire and look up to him as an idol because he’s still All Might and he still protected and saved a lot of lives and was still a hero
  • All Might’s relationship with Izuku just in general. seriously, i could make an entirely different list just based on their relationship and 95% of the fandom has already talked about them, so i won’t gush about their relationship too much here
  • the fact that most of the adults take responsibility when they fuck up. the police force realize they’ve relied too heavily on heroes, specifically All Might, and they make an effort to change that so they can help people. the teachers at UA recognize that they’ve neglected students who need psychological help. Izuku’s mom acknowledges that she should have encouraged his dream in spite of his quirklessness. most stories, even in the west, don’t have nearly as much adult responsibility as this series does
  • the elusive living anime mom
  • okay but seriously, Inko is quite possibly one of the best fictional moms i’ve seen in a long time. she’s loving and encouraging and she tries her hardest, but she’s not perfect. she’s a single mom caring for her son, who wants to go into this incredibly dangerous profession. and when he gets hurt enough times, when her limit is finally met, she puts her foot down and says “no. i love you, but i can’t let you keep getting hurt like this.” like any reasonable parent would. and the only way she relents is when she sees how much Toshinori wants to teach him and nurture him and encourage him and see his dream recognized and she sees how badly Izuku wants to continue down this path, even if it’s under her terms.
  • this series seriously tackles a lot of topics that you wouldn’t expect it to. you know you’re gonna get the usual topics like what makes a hero, what makes a villain, etc. but, it also goes over other subjects like bullying, parental abuse, discrimination, grief, inferiority complexes, how easy it is to create a monster, redemption. this is a manga about teenagers learning to be super heroes, how did it turn out like this
  • it would have been so easy to sexualize any of the girls. this manga, in the hands of a lesser author, would have featured a lot of fan service shots of the girls. Momo especially, considering she wears a very revealing outfit. and yet, none of them are sexualized?? in any way shape or form??? yeah, we see Momo shirtless a lot and some girls wear skin tight outfits. but, you know who else has skin tight outfits and revealing hero costumes? the boys. and when we do see a shirtless girl or boy, it’s not framed in a way where we’re meant to be objectifying their body. there’s a reason why it happened and we move on. it’s so refreshing.
  • (there are only two fan service female characters. one uses her sexuality to get free shit and the other is meant to make you uncomfortable. take it what you will)
  • we get a lot of unique designs for each of the characters. there are no same faces. each character has a unique quirk and a design that belongs to them. they aren’t interchangeable with one another. Izuku looks like Izuku. All Might looks like All Might. they all look unique with different shapes and sizes
  • (admittedly the manga still kind of falls under the trap of the boys get to have weird, strange designs and the girls all kind of look cute, but it’s not nearly as bad as some other shows. and honestly, if that’s my only complaint, that says a lot)
  • fighting doesn’t solve everything! there’s a really incredible few chapters in the manga dedicated to acknowledging that Izuku and Bakugou seriously need to talk to each other about what Bakugou did to him. they’re both incredible people in their own right and they can learn a lot from each other, but only if they stop fighting and actually communicate with each other. one of the chapters is literally titled “a meaningless fight”. because it is meaningless. it’s not going to solve their problems, fix past mistakes, or make them feel better. it’s a fight to get aggression out because Bakugou doesn’t know any other way to deal with his emotions and trauma.
  • kindness is rewarded!!! cruelty is not!!! i’m really sick and tired of TV shows and movies trying to sell this pessimistic outlook that everything sucks and that gives us the right to be assholes to each other just because it’s edgy. My Hero Academia is such a positive manga and it brings me so much joy and happiness and it sends such a wonderful message of anyone can be a hero if you have a good heart and that kindness will be rewarded, even if it takes a really long time.

i love this manga so much and it’s given me so much light and happiness in my life and if that makes me weird because it’s anime, then fine. whatever. i don’t care. i’ll love it for as long as i can, dammit.

anonymous asked:

What if Harry Potter, the chosen one, had turned out to be a squib, how do you think history would have turned out differently?

It was Mrs. Figg who suspected first.

She noticed many things, sitting on her side of her fence with her cats chasing butterflies and nuzzling her ankles, Mundungus and the other watchers dropping by for tea now and then.

Mrs. Figg noticed that Petunia was a nosy bit of work with insecurities hanging from her every harsh angle. She noticed when Dudley learned the word MINE– the whole neighborhood noticed that one. She noticed that Vernon glared at owls.

She noticed that when Petunia gave Harry a truly horrendous haircut one year, it grew back in at a normal rate. Harry was uneven and weird-looking for ages, hiding under beanies when he could.

When Mrs. Figg had Harry over for carefully miserable afternoons of babysitting, she noticed nothing moved that shouldn’t. He didn’t accidentally make flowers out of fallen leaves, or levitate anything during tantrums, or turn toys funny colors.

Mrs. Figg called up her mother, interrupting the wizarding bridge game she was winning against the nursing home staff, and asked her how she had known, decades back, that her youngest daughter was a squib.

When Albus Dumbledore received Mrs. Figg’s letter he wrote back a polite thank you and then went to talk with Minerva McGonagall, who inhaled sharply in horror when he told her the news.

Finally, McGonagall gave a gathered sigh. “I suppose we can ask one of the wizarding families to homeschool him,” she said. “We can’t have the Boy Who Lived not knowing about his own world.”  

“No, he’ll come to Hogwarts,” said Dumbledore.

“Hogwarts is not a place for–” Her voice fell. “–squibs, Albus.”

Dumbledore shook his head. “Harry must be taught.”

“Be taught what, Albus?”

But Dumbledore just sighed and offered her a lemon drop.

Years later, the owls and the letters came to 4 Privet Drive. The Dursleys ran, dragging Harry with them, and the letters and one stubborn gamekeeper followed– none of this would change with a magicless Harry.

When Hagrid asked Harry in that little cabin on that little rock in the middle of the sea if weird things always happened around him, Harry couldn’t tell him about vanishing glass and setting captive snakes free, about ending up somehow on the school roof, or growing his hair out overnight.  

“Strange things always happen around you, don’ they?”

“Um,” said Harry, racking his brain. “Well… I live in a cupboard under the stairs…”

Harry could tell him about how snakes sometimes talked back, because that had never been Harry’s magic, but when he did Hagrid just blanched and changed the subject.

Hagrid held out hope, even against Dumbledore’s quiet warning explanations, until they made it to Ollivander’s Wands. Harry marveled at Diagon Alley, got his hands shaken in the Leaky, pressed his nose up against shop windows. Hagrid watched the scant boy– looked at James’s messy hair, Lily’s eyes, Harry’s own wandering gaze– and he wondered how this boy could be anything but magical.

In the wand shop, Ollivander said, “James Potter, yes… mahogany, eleven inches. Pliable. A powerful wand for Transfiguration.” He said, “And your mother, Lily…  strong in Charms work, ten and… yes, ten and a quarter, willow, swishy.”

Harry picked up stick after wooden stick. They remained just that– wood with bits of feather or scale or hair. Harry wondered if the creatures who gave these offerings were still alive– if they were given or taken. What did it do to your wand when they died? He waved a maplewood wand (unicorn hair, eleven inches) and a gust from the door opening blew some receipts off the counter.

“Well, said Ollivander. “I think that’s as close as we’re likely to get.”

He sent them out with the maplewood. Hagrid bought Harry a snowy owl and a fudge sundae and tried not make it too obvious that these were condolence gifts. The next day the Prophet’s headlines read: The Boy Who Lived– A Squib? Various magical medical experts weighed in on how it might have happened. Fingers were pointed at childhood trauma, at his upbringing, at his family lineage.

Harry still met Ron on the train– Ron was still smudge-nosed and Harry still bought enough candy to share. When Molly had helped him through the platform entrance, her voice had been a little softer, a little more pitying– but it was still better than the laughter that had been in his aunt and uncle’s voices when they dropped him here to find a platform they didn’t think existed.

Hermione Granger dropped by their compartment, looking for Neville’s toad, but got distracted when she spotted Harry. “I’ve read about you! In my books, and in the paper,” she said. “You’re the Boy Who Lived, and you’re a squib.”

Harry sank down in his seat. Ron hid Scabbers under a candy wrapper.

“Squibs have never been allowed in Hogwarts,” Hermione announced. “According to Hogwarts, A History, squibs try to sneak in now and then– the furthest anyone’s ever gotten is to the Sorting Hat before they got found out.” At eleven, Hermione still believed in expulsion being worse than death. Her voice was thrumming with sympathetic horror.

“But they already found out about me,” Harry said, alarmed.

“It’s alright, mate,” said Ron. “You’re Harry Potter. Oy, Granger,” he added. “What’s this Hat? Fred and George were trying to sell me some story about having to fight a mountain troll to get your House…”

Harry sat back and watched the countryside rush by. Yes, he was Harry Potter– his aunt’s useless sister’s useless child, the boy in the lumpy hand-me-down sweaters who named the spiders who lived in his cupboard. And here, in new world, he was apparently useless too.

When they got to Hogwarts, Harry clenched his fists and stood in line with the other first years. He barely twitched at the ghosts or Peeves, just stared ahead and thought about how far he would get before they turned him around and sent him back to Vernon and Petunia.

They opened the Great Hall doors. They called the first years one by one. Harry clenched his teeth and walked up to the Hat when they called his name.

As he turned to sit down on the stool, he really caught sight of the Hall for the first time– the hovering candles, the big wooden tables, the black robes that swallowed the light. Translucent ghosts gossiped with the students beside them. The paintings on the far walls– were they moving?

Harry’s jaw had unclenched, falling open. His fists curled open, curving around the stool’s seat as he leaned forward to stare. If this was it, if this was as far as he’d get in this world, then he wanted to drink it all in. The candles were floating, in mid-air.

The Hat dropped down over his eyes and blocked out the light.

Well, said the dry voice that had been hollering House placements all night. What do we have here?

Ron had been begging for not-Slytherin. Draco from the robes shop had been scornful of Hufflepuff, desperate in his disdain. Neville had begged for Hufflepuff, sure he was not brave enough for Gryffindor.

Please, thought Harry. Don’t send me back.

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happy haikyuu!! fic recs

under the cut is a list of fics that folks in the haikyuu fandom read to remind themselves that there is good in the world.  i hope that the list can help spread some positive energy during this tough time.  thank you to everyone who gave me suggestions and helped to put the list together!

fics are arranged by ship and include ao3 link, author, length, and summary.  please let me know if one of your fics is on this list but your tumblr/twitter/etc isn’t linked, and i can add it.


  • I like the way your clothes smell by @mysecretfanmoments; kagehina; 75k; ‘Power outages, ghost stories, and the presence of a certain orange-haired boy lead to bad decision-making on Tobio’s part. He’d planned to keep his crush a secret; the universe has other plans.’ 
  • Painting with Words series by iwillstillopenthewindow; kagehina; 11k; 2 fics; ‘Where Hinata has trouble writing and Kageyama has difficulty seeing the world in color again.’ 
  • Hinata is a middle aged cougar at age sixteen the fanfiction by pittoo; 2k; ‘Kageyama just wants to mow hay’
  • kisses by buu; 4k; ‘There’s a blur and Hinata remembers warm lips, surprisingly soft from someone who frowns all the time, and Kageyama’s terrified face when he pulls back, and the electricity running through Hinata’s entire body, heating his cheeks to match Kageyama’s. / Kissing, it turns out, is as good as volleyball.’
  • Ridiculous by @festivetrickster; kagehina ft yachi; 3.5k; ‘After Yachi’s heater broke at her own apartment, Hinata and Kageyama invite her to stay at theirs until it gets fixed. Only, the problem is: 1) the repairman is never going to come, 2) temporarily living with Hinata and Kageyama is …stressful, to say the least.’
  •    maps, from me to you by tothemoon; kagehina; 10k; ‘This is a (non-chronological) account of the memories they make out of millimeters.’
  • let’s do it like they do on the infomercial channel by @kiribakus; 2k; ‘kageyama opened the door and hinata was blinded by the sheer force of his rock hard abs. / “wtf dude ur like 12,” hinata said.’
  • love and now by @plotghosts; kagehina; 16k; ‘After their break-up three years prior, Hinata attends Kageyama’s final university match.’
  • A Couple of Awesome Players by Esselle; gen kagehina; 3k; ‘Shouyou meets volleyball and Kageyama at roughly the same time—during his first year of middle school.’
  • Paws for a Second by LemonNinjaa; kagehina; 3k; ‘Daichi decides that working on teamwork is important, and Hinata volunteers Kageyama’s house. Little does Karasuno know that Kageyama has two fluffy secrets.’ 


  • You’d fit my lonely arms so perfectly by boxofwonder; daisuga; 25k; ‘Suga accidentally calls a stranger instead of his best friend, tells him all about his burned batch of cookies before realising, and that particular mistake might turn out the best one he ever made.’
  • pride by @owlinaminor; daichi genfic ft. daisuga; 4k; ‘Daichi knows that Hinata accidentally called him ‘Dad’ once, and Suga often teases him about parenting the first-years, but this is just ridiculous. / “I’m not your dad, I’m your captain!” Daichi protests. / The cheering only increases in volume. They’re probably disturbing anyone who’s still at the school – but then, it’s New Year’s Eve. Nobody is still at the school besides Daichi’s insane, ridiculous, wonderful team. / “Okay, fine,” he says at last, raising his hands in surrender. “I’m proud to be your dad.”’
  • Perfectionism by @mysecretfanmoments; daisuga; 3k; ‘“I just wish it was something you could practice before you have to… perform.” He narrows his eyes, imagining it. “Like a CPR class.” / Suga raises an eyebrow. “You want to practice it. Beforehand.” / “Yeah. Are you offering?” / ((Daichi doesn’t like to be bad at things–kissing included–and Suga is willing to help him practice.))’
  • the perfect stranger by @downmoonwrites; daisuga; 26k; ‘There’s a man standing outside Suga’s door. / Scratch that. Start over. / There’s a man he doesn’t know standing outside his door, holding his sleeping nephew in one arm, with another kid clinging tightly to his free hand.’
  • Black and Blue by @makariawritesabout; daisuga; 117k; Daichi’s new (temporary) neighbor is not only stunningly beautiful but also funny, friendly, with just a touch of mysterious. / Naturally, Daichi freaks the fuck out. / (AU where everyone lives in the same building and everyone is gay)’ 
  • Add New Contact by booksong; daisuga; 9k; ‘"Daichi was leaning contemplatively on the sill of his open window, waiting for the icy breeze he was letting into his room to wake him up to how utterly stupid he was being. He’d always hated stories, real or fictional, about people doing ridiculous and self-destructive things for love, but now here he was, palming his smartphone idly and wondering with complete seriousness if it would survive an eight meter drop with substantial but repairable damage.“ / (Or; All Daichi’s electronics are endangered the moment he realizes he can’t get that sweet, patient, ridiculously attractive IT tech off his mind.)’
  • World Will Follow After by @kiribakus; daisuga; 7k; ‘Sir, are you interested in the flavor of the day? Is that what’s going on here?? Could you please decide whether you’re looking over here or looking downward??? Is this some kind of weird Morse code???? Sir I don’t understand what is going on and my face is burning sir please—’


  • Build A Temple in Me by @kiribakus; iwaoi; 40k; ‘Up the mossy mountain steps, past the komainu guardians and the faded red gate, and beyond the boundaries of the green shrine—that’s where the forest and the spirit world within it lies. That’s where Hajime met him, and where their story began. / But intertwining of destinies can be ugly business, Hajime finds, when their first meeting begins with blood and the too-human eyes of a beast.’
  • how to let your planets align by tothemoon; iwaoi; 16k; ‘It is the last day on earth, December 2nd, 1985, when you realize you’re in love with him.’
  • midnight boy/sunset town by carafin; iwaoi; 10k; ‘In which Iwaizumi Hajime grows a few chili plants, participates in an eating contest, breaks into a park, and falls in love with a man who doesn’t ever sleep - not exactly in that order.’
  • I sure hope that guy gets fired by Xov; iwaoi; 30k; ‘It was the fourth time experiencing the exact same day that Iwaizumi Hajime reluctantly admitted to himself that something was very wrong.’
  • Phone Home by ghostystarr; iwaoi; 7k; ‘Oikawa Tooru is currently orbiting Earth at 445 kilometers per minute, but falling in love with the voice in his ear makes it feel so much slower than that.’
  • Through My Eyes by anchoringsouls; iwaoi; 3k; ‘“I think if you ever saw yourself through my eyes, you would fall in love with yourself the same way the way I did with you.”’
  • the BEES KNEES by munzie and oikawamemesquad; iwaoi & bee x knee; 300 words; ‘KN(B)EEwaoi: the fic (boy x boy, R-18, dont like dnt read!1!!!)’


  • Close to the Chest by @darkmagicalgirlwrites; kyouhaba; 61k; ‘It takes Yahaba thirteen years to realize he’s different from the other kids, one to figure out how to hide it, and two more to learn to be happy just the way he is. Yahaba’s journey ft. an extremely annoyed Kyoutani, best friend in the world Watari, and loads and loads of good senpai Oikawa.’
  • Laughter by @kiyala; kyouhaba; 2k; ‘Kyoutani has a cute laugh and suddenly, Yahaba has a crush.’
  • Entwined by @kiyala; kyouhaba; 2.5k; ‘Soulmates share their emotions with each other when their hands touch. Yahaba experiences it for the first time when he and Kyoutani share a high five after winning a match.’
  • Colourmarks by @kiyala; kyouhaba; 4k; ‘Kyoutani and Yahaba keep leaving marks on each other everywhere they touch. They’re trying their best to ignore it, and what it means.’
  • no solution series by fortyfiveangrycats; kyouhaba; currently 17k & 4 fics; ‘parallel lines, parallel stories. basically a bunch of kyouhaba fics that all remotely tie together.’


  • plus one by safra; matsuhana; 6k; ‘"Did you know we’re dating?” / “What? Says who?” / “Says everyone apparently.” / “Oh,” Hanamaki frowns for a few seconds before shrugging and turning his attention back to the chocolate fountain. “Nice."’
  • A Bouquet of Flours by @guyfierimpreg; matsuhana; 5k; ‘“Is that a flour sack in a diaper,” Iwaizumi deadpanned, looking at the offending thing with a Look saved only for dealing with Hanamaki and Matsukawa (and occasionally Oikawa, though the Look for Oikawa came with a lot more vein-popping and swearing). / “Don’t talk about our baby like that,” Matsukawa shot back.’
  • stranger things by laubear; matsuhana; 10k; ‘In 2012, the men’s national volleyball team took home the bronze at the Asian Cup. Tokyo Skytree opened to the public. Also, the dashing Hanamaki Takahiro and painfully cool Matsukawa Issei started a radio show out of Aoba Johsai’s abandoned A/V room and accidentally became the two most popular guys in school.’


  • geronimo by lagatos; bokuaka; 28k; ‘"beach resort au” where Bokuto Koutarou works in a small tourist town’s beach resort, renting out kayaks and surfboards for people he’ll never see again. Akaashi Keiji moves into town for the summer for a photography internship and Bokuto insists on showing him how the natives live.’
  • oh baby, can’t you see by commovente; bokuaka; 2k; ‘akaashi keiji’s comprehensive list of all 37 of bokuto-san’s weaknesses.’
  • wanderlust led me home to you by earlgrey_milktea; bokuaka; 13k; ‘When a tall, dark stranger walks into Koutarou’s shop one day, he was in no way prepared for his entire life to be changed at a glimpse of those breathtaking grey-green eyes. / in which bokuto fiddles with a music box that makes no sound, akaashi is a plant person, and some secrets must be revealed sooner or later.’
  • Rules by conesofdunshire; bokuaka; 120k; ‘In which Akaashi Keiji is an overworked accountant who stumbles upon Bokuto one night playing the piano in the lobby of his work. Bokuto is different, that much is obvious. But with such supreme musical talent and a smile so dazzling it rivals the sun, there’s just something about him that brings Akaashi back every night.’


  • black cats & voodoo dolls by ohhotlamb; bokuroo; 4.5k; ‘“So, hypothetically, if I wanted to put a curse on somebody and make them suffer but I didn’t really want them to die—how would you suggest that, um, I do that?” / Kuroo looks up over his completely wholesome and not-at-all suggestive magazine (covered by another magazine—a nature special on humpback whales or some other majestic shit like that) to find an extremely hot and extremely sad-looking guy. Kuroo raises an eyebrow, but it’s invisible under the black of his fringe. He alternates brows. / “Damn. Who fucked you over?”’
  • it feels good, it feels great by @niwry; bokuroo; 1k; ‘Bokuto makes Kuroo feel alive, Kuroo makes Bokuto feel calm. There are also pineapples and night trains.’
  • the yeah yeah yeah song by keptein; bokuroo; 5k; ‘And the light from the stage catches in the guy’s hair, so blond it shines white like a beacon, like one of the stars overhead. Tetsurou leans over and yells in his ear, hand on one solid shoulder, “Cool hair!” / “You too!” the guy yells back, “I dig the sex hair look!”’


  • A Very Kuroo Chirstmas by AQuinton; kurotsukki; 2k; ‘Tsukishima Kei loves all things Christmas. But he doesn’t plan on admitting that to anyone anytime soon.
  • as far as first meetings go by whatcaniwriteinthis; kurotsukki; 0.7k; ‘… this isn’t that bad.’
  • Who Done It by galaxymouth; kurotsukki; 1k; ‘Tsukishima Kei has hickeys on his neck and no one on the entire volleyball team can figure out who could ever get close enough to the wall of salt to leave them there. The volleyball club suddenly becomes a detective debate club.’


  • Dovetail by ideallyqualia; ushiten; 31k; ‘To know something like the back of your hand means that you know that person or that thing very, very well.’
  • i’m a house with no windows, you’re the flowers on the front porch by @tendouaf; 67k; currently 9/? chapters; ‘Wakatoshi likes absolutes. He likes the idea of something being unchangeable, immovable, because he doesn’t have to worry needlessly about it. He can focus his energy on other, more important things. And among the absolutes he feels in his life, his bond with Satori is one of them. / (aka: a fic focusing on ushiten’s development from childhood through adulthood that no one really asked for but I felt an extremely strong urge to write anyway)’
  • ushiten week 2016 series by @owlinaminor; seven fics; 21k total; established relationship oneshots ft genderfluid ushijima.

captains genfic:

  • national hot dad alliance is now calling… by @dicaeopolis and @owlinaminor; captains genfic; 58k; ‘Sawamura Daichi: What the fuck. (Or, the captains’ squad interactions that definitely happen outside of canon, presented in Skype chat form.)’
  • Kings of the Road, Kings of the Universe by @ezzydean; captains genfic; 17k; ‘Eight magical captains, one bus, an entire summer (and country) waiting for them. / What could possibly go wrong? / (The magic of friendship meets the magic of a summer road trip meets pure magic.)’
  • holding out for a hero by @dicaeopolis; captains genfic; 17k; ‘Kuroo, Oikawa, Bokuto, and Daichi make up a team of superheroes fighting to keep their city free from crime. But they might’ve met their match in a powerful nature spirit that seems determined to take them down for good. / Also, it would really help Kuroo’s concentration if his teammates stopped wearing so much spandex. / Or: the superhero slice-of-life that nobody asked for.’

rarepairs & multishipping:

  • jaywalkers series by @sturlsons; kurotsukki, bokuaka, yamayachi, & others; currently 95k & 18 fics; ‘A collection of stories the morals of which all amount to: if something can go wrong, it will. Also, if something can go right, it also will. / Alternatively, that one college AU where everyone fucks all the shit up.’
  • Hearts aren’t bulletproof by boxofwonder; ushioi; 11k; ‘Being a superhero is hard. / Having a crush on your High School rival is hard. / Your High School rival having a crush on your Superhero identity without knowing it’s you is … kind of the worst.’
  • This Insignificant Pride and Prejudice by @mysecretfanmoments and poulerslashes; ushioi; 34k; ‘Oikawa Tooru graduated high school with the burning desire to succeed in his college career. He’d hoped that might include taking down his arch-nemesis along the way, but when he finds that his college team hosts an offensively familiar face, he can’t help but think that the universe might be conspiring against him. After all, what could be worse than playing on the same team as Ushijima?’
  • babysitters club by tesselated; tsukkiyama; 4k; ‘This is the problem with Yamaguchi: he’s too nice. Tsukishima has known this since they were thirteen, but apparently he’s never learned because here he is, babyproofing their apartment for the third time this month because Sugawara knows Yamaguchi will say yes when he asks them to babysit.’
  • blue summer sky by deanpendragon; tsukkiyama; 32k; ‘In which Tadashi manages his grandfather’s pet store and Tsukishima works at the music shop next door. Lots of exclamation points, dialogue, obvious crushes, internal (and overexcited) monologuing, animal trivia, and terrible puns ensue.’
  • four-star daydream by @dicaeopolis; oikuroo; 5k; ‘Kuroo’s cat has a problem with stealing clothing. Oikawa has a problem with Kuroo.’
  • That Go Bump In the Night by sushibomb; oikuroo; 19k; currently 1/3 chapters; ‘Oikawa has always been fascinated with the unknown. Aliens, monsters, ghosts, you name it, he can tell you a little something about the lore. So when a mysterious new person moves into his apartment complex, Oikawa is determined to prove that this seemingly normal guy might be one of the undead. But what happens when it turns out that he’s right?’
  • Unconventional Wisdom by irlbokuto; bokuroo, daisuga, and iwaoi; 60k; currently 12/? chapters; ‘They say you don’t really know a person until you live with them. After late night grocery runs, singing competitions, stove fires, alien conspiracies, laundry mishaps, excessive penalty drills, identity crises, and falling in love with your best friend, you begin to see life in a different light. You knew playing volleyball would take you places, but this was the farthest scenario from your mind. / Or, a tale of how Kuroo Tetsurou found himself rooming with three other volleyball captains at university.’
  • romance ‘n’ all that jazz by @tobioslilgiant; goshihina; 12k; ‘The smile drops from Goshiki face and his steaming cup of coffee nearly slips from his hand when he realizes: there’s someone already standing there. Standing in his spot. / Someone who’s assaulting poor, unsuspecting passerbies with the offensive noise known as jazz. / OR: AU where Hinata and Goshiki are rival street performers’
  • a dash of sugar and a spoonful of salt by @tobioslilgiant; goshihina; 1.5k; ‘"I don’t who keeps leaving me sweets but whoever it is, I’m gonna marry them,” Hinata gushes. / “Really?” Shirabu demands, jarring Goshiki from his thoughts. “You don’t even know who’s sending them, though. They could be hideous—” he looks over at Goshiki—“or painfully annoying.” / OR: the college AU where Goshiki keeps anonymously leaving baked goods in front of Hinata’s dorm room and Shirabu’s completely lost any semblance of chill he’s ever had’
  • The Kindling Alchemist by kvhottie; kagehina, tsukkiyama, daisuga, & others; 15k; currently 3/? chapters; ‘The lovechild of FMA:B and Psycho-pass AU. / “…and finally your partner, Major Kageyama, the Crystal Aconite Alchemist.”/ Hinata’s eyes darted to Kageyama and looked him up and down. Dark hair, blue eyes, and a stoic expression—he definitely wasn’t the life of the party. Hinata smirked, almost sure that Kageyama’s alchemy element was something cold, just like his demeanor. It was fine; he always liked a challenge.’
  • red skinny jeans by @dicaeopolis; tentsukki; 4k; ‘The trials of one prickly student-librarian and the guy who seems to enjoy nothing more than pissing him off. / Or, “Tsukishima Kei and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day"’
  • Herding Cats by notallbees; kuroyaku; 15k; ‘Cat-sitting in his new boyfriend’s apartment seems like a stress-free way for Kuroo to get out of his mom’s house for a week, and to win some brownie points with Yaku. But cats often have their own ideas about how things should be run, and Kuroo has his work cut out if he wants to impress Porco and Rosso.’
  • when the moon hits your eye by Metis_Ink; ushijima/futakuchi; 10k; ‘The stress of new captaincy is troubling enough when there’s not a nationally-recognized, socially-stunted rival captain inappropriately concerned with your eating habits. Futakuchi is disappointed to find that that’s just the beginning of it.’
  • it’s tradition. by hicsvntdracones; kyouhaba, iwaoi, matsuhana, & kinkuni; 6k; ‘It’s tradition, it’s tradition, they all say as they gather up the second and first years. The second years have a look of hard determination, while the first years are simply confused. Oikawa claps his hands together. / "Let’s begin this year’s annual training camp truth or dare!” / Kunimi tries to run.’
  • Touch by @mysecretfanmoments; yakulev; 10k; ‘After a twisted ankle and an uncomfortable realization, Yaku starts to see a different side of Lev—one he doesn’t want to kick at all. (Or, well… not often.)’
  • Ear to Ear by @darkmagicalgirlwrites; aonefuta; 1.5k; ‘Futakuchi is as noisy, but Aone doesn’t mind.’
  • Despite the Warning Signs by @natroze; tensuga; 16k; ‘“War,” Suga says, quite cordially. “This means war.” / Or, the one where Tendou and Suga end up roommates in college and immediately engage each other in dorm room prank combat. Romantically.’
  • a little piece of home by spacegirlkj; oihina; 3k; ‘It’s a big step, Shouyou thinks as he stands back, wiping the paint of his hands to look at the blue room. / Their first real home, Tooru and him.’
  • Boatman by @surveycorpsjean; bokuto/iwaizumi; 4k; ‘Bokuto finds him, washed up, dehydrated, woven in translucent webbing. / Of course they fall in love.’
  • Stuck in the Middle with You by overlymetaromantic; oisuga; 15k; ‘It’s not the kind of blossoming relationship either of them would expect, but maybe, just maybe, it could lead to something good.’
  • Phases by togekissies; oisuga; 3k; ‘i. Moon witch Sugawara meets weather witch Oikawa on the street, strikes up a friendship. / ii. Moon witch Sugawara spends longer than is necessary texting weather witch Oikawa, is judged by his cat. / iii. Moon witch Sugawara, emboldened by the full moon, asks weather witch Oikawa a silent question. Weather witch Oikawa says yes.’
  • Daredevil on the slope by @smokey310; bokuakakurotsukki; 124k; ‘„Seriously. What kind of supernatural being did I piss off to deserve this,“ sighed Tsukishima on their way up to the mountain. Akaashi sat next to him in the little chair lift and watched the trails of small paw prints disappear between the clusters of fir trees. The snow glittered in the sun, the air was icy fresh and everything would have been picture perfect if it wasn’t for the intruder shaking his snowboard around in the third seat. / “Are you talking about me?” asked Tanaka, whom Tsukishima was very obviously talking about. / “Do you see any other people which the devil would have sent to punish me?” / “There’s some right behind us,” said Tanaka, pointing to the following chair lift filled with an excitedly jumping Bokuto, a maniacally smiling Nishinoya and Kuroo who sat in the middle and looked like he contemplated jumping into the treetops below. / Well – he did have a point there.’
  • Mannequin Men by @surveycorpsjean; bokuakakurotsukki; 76k; ‘The modeling world is full of hungry wolves, constantly clambering over the other, snarling and desperate. They fight, and they kill, trampling over anything in their path. / In this case, Akaashi fell in love with the wolves.’
  • Half Past Moon by @swallowtail-butterflys; kawashira; 9k; ‘5 kawashira scenes with the moon and 1 under the sun as they slowly fall in love.’
  • Window Vine by @swallowtail-butterflys; kawashira & tensemi; 15k; ‘"Tendou-san named the storage mop after Semi-san.“ / "That is concerning,” Kawanishi concedes.’
  • Sunshine Cafe by shions_heart; kenhina; 2.5k; ‘In which a tired college student’s daily routine is turned upside-down by the arrival of an adorable barista with sunshine in his smile.’
  • Push and Pull by @aroceu; kagetsukki; 11k; ‘The one where Kageyama and Tsukishima can’t be in different rooms if they don’t want to die (or at least hurt each other), and Kageyama has feelings.’ 
  • The trick to my treat by Etstrubal; bokutsukki; 3k; ‘Tsukki is pretty much addicted to sugar, and Bokuto makes the best sweets in town.’
  • OUT! by @yamaguchigrin; yamaguchi/male oc; 106k; ‘JAPAN’S FIRST GAY ATHLETE COMES OUT! / Yamaguchi never expected to read THAT headline in Gay Japan News, but he about fainted when he scrolled down to the photograph. There–volleyball on his hip, naked from his Seijoh shorts upward and eyes pleading for readers to devour him–was the familiar face of Oikawa Tooru. / Oikawa? Gay? OUT?’

other genfic:

  • the lost boys by @owlinaminor; shiratorizawa genfic ft ushiten; 61k; ‘A group of boys lost everything in war only to inherit a country that no longer knows its place in the world. How do they grow up? Who do they look up to? Where do they go to find purpose? There is only one answer: they turn to each other.’
  • Dear Mister Ghost by phantomdieb; shiratorizawa genfic; 5k; ‘The Volleyball team of Shiratorizawa is allowed to practice at school in their autumn holidays.  Everything seems alright until suddenly two of them go missing - followed by more of them.  Is that the Shiratorizawa Academy’s ghost?’ 
  • senpai troubles by @owlinaminor; one-sided goshiki/all his senpai & minor ushiten; 5.5k; ‘“Um, senpai?” Tsutomu wonders. “What does gay mean?” / Shirabu stares at him for another long moment, unblinking – then leans back against the bench and tilts his face up to the ceiling. / “Nope,” he declares, to nobody in particular. “I am not dealing with this.”’
  • intra-team espionage by hananapeel; aone & futakuchi; 1.2k; ‘A normal end to a normal Friday night: a fuming Kamasaki, an unapologetic Futakuchi, and Aone, who is dragged along for the ride every single time.”
  • it’s like the hunger games, but better by safra; seijoh genfic; 3k; ‘“Just a game of paintball?” Hanamaki parrots, eyes widening as he takes another step forwards until they’re standing practically nose to nose. “Kindaichi, Kindaichi, my poor naive Kindaichi. This is more than just a game.” / Kindaichi frowns. “It…is?” / “Kindaichi,” Oikawa says sharply, shoving Hanamaki out of the way so he can grasp Kindaichi tightly by the shoulders. “This is a matter of life or death.” / “I mean, I don’t think it’s really tha—” / “Life or death,” Oikawa, Hanamaki, Matsukawa and Iwaizumi say loudly in unison.’
  • A Good Day by bishounen_curious; saeko & natsu; 2k; ‘For the SASO2016 Prompt: Remember when the big sis of the Karasuno team met the team’s little sis?’
  • second year volley squad by garbagecannot; karasuno second-years genfic; 3.5k; ‘Kino: no-one cares tanaka / Tanaka: shot through the heart and you’re to blame / Or how five high school volleyball players with only their club in common, slowly but surely, became best friends.’
  • Hello, Halcyon Days by tookumade; aone & hinata; 2k; ‘No matter where he walked in Sendai city, Aone was always given a wide berth. He supposed it made getting around places easier, but there was a sort of loneliness in how people gave him fearful looks and avoided him as much as they did.’
  • no unread messages by warfare; kageyama & kenma; 5k; ‘Kageyama also remembers that he’d failed utterly at getting to talk to him. He’d been baffled about it at the time; what kind of setter doesn’t want to talk about setting? But maybe this is the answer. Maybe Nekoma’s setter - (“Kenma,” Hinata chides frustratedly the third or fourth time he says it, “his name is Kenma") - maybe Kenma-san is just bad face-to-face. Kageyama can understand that, to some extent, although he doesn’t quite understand why that would extend to talking to him about volleyball, but fine. He can accommodate this, if that’s what it takes. He asks for Kenma’s contact information immediately. Hinata copies it into his phone with a weird, sour face, muttering, “I mean it, Kageyama, you better not be a jerk to him.” Kageyama has no idea what Hinata is insinuating, and he forgets the comment almost immediately.’
  • levels of investment by @skittidyne; karasuno genfic; 9k; ‘Yamaguchi was far less nervous in practice than any games, and he’d gotten far more skilled at serving in a few short months, so Tsukishima was utterly unprepared for the feeling of a volleyball slamming into the back of his head. / There was a beat of silence. / The ball had enough of an angle to bounce off his head and over to the other side of the net, landing neatly in front of a stunned Sugawara. / (( or: Ennoshita plots for the future, Suga wants to mess around and is intent on dragging everyone down to his level, Noya tries to become a spiker, Kiyoko is a good senpai, Yamaguchi cries, and Tsukishima wonders if he’s been dropped off in the Twilight Zone without his notice ))’
Riverdale Spoilers

Ok so listen. My son, Jughead Jones, ranted to his friends about how much the drive in means to him. 2/3 of them listen, but don’t really support him about it. He drops his complaints as soon as the boi, Archie is getting confronted about grundy. Then this boy, my son, stops complaining about /the destruction of his home/ because his friends are dealing with their own problems and he wants to respect/support them so he decides to deal with it himself. He goes to the only adult authority figure that he knows can fix this and practically tells her it’s his home only to be shot down because she’s being /bribed/ by his friend’s rich mom. Then sweet child, Veronica, has to deal with the knowledge that her dad is doing shady deals from prison, and also knows that the place means a lot to her friend, my son. Jughead Jones has one last night to earn money and pack his things before he has to leave and watch his best friend’s father come destroy his home. His own dad doesn’t offer to help (or maybe he can’t)((edit: i sort of forgot his dad was IN THE GANG THAT MADE THIS HAPPEN)) and he just has to walk away from a place that I assume is like his sanctuary.
Ironically this is all just happening in the background to the main plot™ just like it’s happening without any of the other main cast really knowing about it which is just so heartbreaking to me? Like can someone please save my son.

Dating Stephen Strange Would Include
  • Setting that arrogance straight
    • Sure, he’s learned his lessons about how cockiness gets you nowhere you truly want to be, but let’s face it: Confidence is something Stephen’s known practically all his life. It’s all too easy for him to lapse back into it. Not as dramatically as before, though.
    • Mainly because the moment he does, you’re right there to poke a pin in that swollen head of his and drag him back down to Earth with you
  • Practically pleading for him to teach you magic
    • To be honest, Stephen is hesitant to teach you for a multitude of reasons that range from the fact that he is still technically a novice and therefore probably not the best option, to the fact that he’s a little worried about how you’ll take to the concept.
    • The training regimen can be demanding and for as many taunts he directs at you, he never wants you to feel discouraged or incompetent if he can help it.

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We look around the world for a solution to our problems, forgetting that it’s right infront of us. Just make duaa, call on Allah by His beautiful names. Ya Allah, Al Jabbar, heal our broken hearts. Heal our broken families. Heal our broken souls. Heal our broken communities. Mend our wounds, replace our hardship and pain with happiness and ease. Fix that which is impossible to fix with our own hands.. we can only rely on You to give us stability and peace. Ameen

anonymous asked: of the paladins dislocates a shoulder? and is super squeamish about it so someone touching it to pop it back is a whole ordeal?

/throws the minific and runs

[send me a prompt!]

Hand-to-hand combat is a necessary skill in their line of work—one that, in Allura’s opinion, they don’t get nearly enough practice in. It’s the reason she’d called them all to gather on the training deck, to practice not only the moves necessary to fight Galra enemies, but also to learn from each other. “The better you understand your teammates’ fighting styles, the better you’ll work as a group,” she’d declared.

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Man, there’s so much to talk about, like Naomi being called a well walla and the slight hitch before she composes herself because what the hell does that other Belter know about Naomi’s struggle?

Like Bobbie navigating the streets on NYC, clutching her prejudices, but slowly letting her fingers unfurl because everything she thought she knew is changing and crumbling around her.

Like Holden, slowly getting buried alive but no one is noticing. So he keeps carrying this impossible weigh, his very soul fracturing, but he’s not ready to confront it or ask for help.

Like Alex and Amos breathing in tension because Amos almost killed Alex, confessed that killing Alex was a distinct possibility, but they shook off the tension with the ping of the comms unit, only for Alex to make Amos lasagna, because Alex wants to help people, fix people in ways he can’t fix himself or his own damn problems, and he won’t be scared away.

But I wanna talk about Prax. Because I was a little worried they were going to make him this meek, but compassionate character, huddled on his bunk as his body relearned what it felt like to live again. But look at him, he survived the destruction of his planet, the chaos of being a refugee, potentially becoming a prisoner, all the while thinking his daughter was dead.

Not only thinking he was dead, but wrestling with the guilt that maybe, just maybe, she was better off that way. And we know Prax is a good father, fuck me, man, you know that wasn’t easy to process. especially for someone that’s used to creating life, or saving it when a disease infects his plants. His daughter though, the one thing that matters to him more than anything, he has to watch this disease destroy her body. How helpless he must feel.

But he doesn’t shatter like the mirrors that once hovered above Ganymede, does he? He finds ways to help and apply himself because that’s what he does. And I’m so excited to have him onboard and watch his story unfold.

Cherries And Love Have Four Things In Common

Written for the RFA Valentines Event 2k17

I was assigned @the-sloth-woman, who I can actually tag now! Yay! My prompt was Jumin Han fluff and something spring-themed like visiting a garden. So…have MC and Jumin picking cherries together.

This is Jumin x Reader, 1081 words :) And Happy Valentine’s Day everyone! Posting this early because it’s my lady’s birthday today and valentine’s day tomorrow. I’m going to be busy.

The day is hot. Too hot. You adjust your sunglasses and exhale, scouring your locale.

The weather reports are unanimous in calling it a heatwave, even if none of them are able to agree on a temperature. The penthouse, at present, is practically an oven and Jumin’s calls from the office on your lunch break have picked up in frequency.

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New Demons

Word Count: 4.2k
Warnings: Smoking, mentions of drinking, homophobia, a lot of bible talk
A/N: ok i am not religious at all but I go to church nearly every sunday so i kinda know about church stuff? im sorry if this offends anyone but yeah this was a v nice prompt i love it.

Phil is not religious. He understands why some people are, of course, but he was never able to grasp the whole point of religion besides the fact that you could literally just throw all of your problems onto a celestial being until you felt like you were being ‘forgiven’ for all the wrong you’ve done in your life.

But the point is that Phil is not religious because why would he believe in a higher power who may or may not be real when he could just believe in himself? When he’s having a hard time, it’s him that is going to find the solution and fix the problem, not some God who had over seven billion other people he’s supposedly looking after.

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anonymous asked:

Stiles has been having a particularly bad day where nothing has gone right. He's clumsier than usual and he's so snide to his friends that by the end of the day no one will talk to him. He's managed to almost seriously injure himself several times. When Lydia comes by later that night for dinner, having forgiven him, Stiles asks the question that's been on his mind for a while. Why does she love him?

  Thanks so much for the prompt!!!

             The entire pack has noticed Stiles making more snide remarks than usual that day, some of them extremely bitter. Scott shot his best friend many warning looks, but Stiles just continued on, driving everyone insane. Of course, it just so happened that the pack is heading to investigate some strange symbols in the forest that night, and Stiles has to tag along.

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Hidden Stars Pt.4 (M)

Pt. |


| 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 |  -   [Drabbles]

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader, Yoongi x Reader

Genre: Smut/Angst

Word Count: 5,500

Description: It started out simple, but when your feelings start to grow for the idol who isn’t allowed to date, things get complicated.

Originally posted by bangtannoonas

“Jungkook just tell me.”

Yuna was staring at him, a look of concern flooding her eyes as she took in the nervous state that he had descended into. He was pacing around the room, his stomach was in knots as he tried to think of way he could possibly explain this to her. What was he supposed to say, when he knew the second he spoke the words he would shatter her heart, and turn this beautiful loving girl into a hurricane of mistrust for everyone after him.

“Yuna it’s just—god I don’t know how to fucking say this.”

His breathing was shallow, and a feeling of nausea overtook him the more he thought about actually telling her that for the past six months of their relationship, when she thought they were trying to fix all of their problems, he was sleeping around and even falling for someone else.

“Just tell me, you can tell me anything. You know that.”

She closed the distance between them, and took his hand in her own in an attempt to make him feel comfortable, but it only made the knife in Jungkook’s heart twist further. He instantly pulled his hand away, causing Yuna’s face to distort into a hurt expression.

“Yuna it’s just that when I tell you this…” he paused as he ran his fingers through his hair, as he felt the sting in his eyes rising “I know it’s going to be over between us.”

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Haikyuu Fic Recs #6

part: one / two / three / four / five


Sunburst by carafin

It comes without warning: for a moment Hinata’s heart seizes up almost unendurably, realization hitting him like a tonne of bricks as he thinks with startling clarity, we will never be here again.

again by bigspoonnoya

Both your deaths in this universe have failed.
“Failed…” Kageyama echoes. The word seems to hurt him.
“How can you fail at dying?” Hinata asks, incredulous.
Luckily you have an infinite selection of universes, with an extensive number of lifetimes, still remaining.
Until you can save one another, you will never grow old.

love is a silent language by carafin

Seven times they don’t say ‘I love you’. On crushes, beginnings, and growing up.

(A realization: height doesn’t really matter, when you’ve finally learned to fly. Another realization: with Kageyama by his side, Hinata might as well have wings.)

Ridiculous by FestiveTrickster

After Yachi’s heater broke at her own apartment, Hinata and Kageyama invite her to stay at theirs until it gets fixed. Only, the problem is:
1) the repairman is never going to come
2) temporarily living with Hinata and Kageyama is …stressful, to say the least. 


In Your Arms I’ll Stay by artenon

In the end, their relationship makes itself known to the others because Kuroo doesn’t know how to keep his hands to himself—although Tsukishima is almost positive that Kuroo purposely waited for him to be standing by the bus surrounded by every single one of his teammates before sidling up and wrapping his arms around him from behind.

(Or, five times Kuroo initiates hugging/kissing, and one time Tsukishima does.)

Beneath the Stars, Miles From Where You Are by artenon

“This is ridiculous.”

“You’re going along with it, though,” Kuroo says, not denying the claim because maybe it is a little ridiculous, and smiling as he presses the phone closer to his ear. It’s a coincidence, but it’s because of this he hears Tsukishima’s soft, “Only for you.”

Coming in Unannounced, Drag My Nails on the Tile by artenon

At some point during the summer months of hard training, Kei had a fleeting hope of meeting Nekoma on the national stage. He imagined meeting Kuroo’s eyes across the net, imagined Kuroo’s slow smirk and wink before the start of the first set, and his stomach jumped, and then he pushed the fantasy away, because it was hopeless.

i wish, i wish my nine lives would be with you by saunatonttu

“Has Tsukishima-kun come in today, by the way?” Yaku called, turning to look at Tetsurou again. “You’ve been oddly sullen all day, so I guess not.”

Tetsurou nearly choked on his own tongue as he burst into laughter. “Me? Sullen?”

“You call me stubborn, but you’re deep in denial, Kuroo.”

[or: the animal shelter AU no one needed or asked for.]

all the right moves, all the right friends by saunatonttu

The last match of his high school, and the direct events afterwards.

(His team is embarrassing as hell.)


when we fall, we fall together by gabstar

Bokuto witnesses the tender affection between Oikawa and his ace and feels a strange sense of longing. Like somehow that should be his life, and somehow Akaashi should be involved too.

((Tooru gets his knee injury, and Bokuto has an awakening))

*trigger warning for Tooru’s knee getting dislocated.

like shining by gabstar

Akaashi likes to consider himself a composed, rational human being. He can keep his hands and eyes to himself. He can control his hormonal, teenage impulses just fine. He even manages to keep the PDA to a minimum, even though his very attractive and very cuddly boyfriend makes it difficult. Akaashi makes a point to keep focused during practices and games. The last thing he needs is to get face-flushed and flirtatious during a match.

But that all goes out the window when Bokuto buys himself a new pair of gym shorts.

Year-Round Love by masi

In his first year of university, Bokuto realizes that he really adores Akaashi.

Luctor, non mergor by Aetherdrive

Luctor, non mergor - “I struggle, but am not overwhelmed”.


Chasing Paper Suns by carafin

Post-high school, Oikawa makes it to the national volleyball team but Iwaizumi doesn’t. The next three years become an exercise in growing up without growing apart.

Nurture by carriecmoney

“There are two things you need to know before we get to Korea,” Hajime says. Hanamaki cocks an eyebrow; Matsukawa tilts his head. “First: Oikawa’s adopted.”
“I see,” Matsukawa drawls.
“And his birth parents are in Seoul.”
“Oh, shit,” Hanamaki says with a cringe.

crystalline by jazmintea

You are sixteen when the doctors tell you that you will never play volleyball again.

new phone who dis by meruemsthighs

Oikawa texts the wrong number when complaining about Ushijima, and then keeps texting Iwaizumi.

I laughed so hard I cried multiple times when reading this

i breath easily in your arms by cultvalue

When, after completing their high school graduation ceremony and heading home to enjoy their freedom, Oikawa had pulled him into his room and pressed his lips hesitantly against Iwaizumi’s own, it seemed an inevitable development in the unfolding narrative of their shared existence.

Despite years of having a bed to himself, the sensation of another body taking up space in his sheets, curling against his chest, creating warmth, feels natural in much the same way.

old and new by Mysecretfanmoments

“You seem—sad.” Was that the right word? Others sprang to mind: desperate, lonely, anxious.

Tooru looked away. “Are you going to make me say it?”

“Say what?”

Tooru folded his arms, sighed. “I missed you, of course.”

Hajime swallowed.

“No need to look that way. I told you, I’m not one of your macho man buddies. I’m allowed to say stuff like that without being embarrassed—”

“You’re being ridiculous,” Hajime complained. “No need to be so defensive. I’ve missed you too.”

“Oh?” Tooru seemed to get a little of his own back, leaning forward on his elbows. “What about me did you miss?”

((Going to separate universities, Hajime and Tooru learn the true meaning of “distance makes the heart grow fonder”))

natural reactions by airblends

Iwaizumi felt his stomach twist at the look on his friend’s face, heat creeping up the back of his neck. He knew that look ― it was the look he used to woo girls, to charm them, wrap them around his little finger in a matter of seconds. Iwaizumi had seen that smirk a million times, but he wasn’t used to being on the receiving end of it. That was a dirty move.

“Oikawa,” he croaked, leaning forward in his chair, hand stretched out. “Come on.”

10 ways iwaizumi hajime has said i love you by daisugass

I love you’s come in actions, not words.

then fall back together by seabear

The many kisses of Iwaizumi Hajime and Oikawa Tooru.

our hearts still beat the same by knightswatch

“You gotta make me a promise, okay?” He reaches a hand out, pinky finger extended and Hajime reaches out in return and links them together without thinking about what Tooru is going to ask him for. It doesn’t matter, he always gives in any way. “I want us to be friends forever, so you have to promise we will be.”

“Okay,” he nods his head, squeezing their fingers together tightly. It’s not like promising to go hunt aliens with Tooru or anything. It’s an easy promise, and Tooru beams in a way that makes his heart flutter because it’s a promise of adventure.

He likes the idea of having an adventure with Tooru forever.

all these holes found in my armor by munzie

I am so, so fucked, Iwaizumi thought as he twisted the blanket in his hands, trying to hear Oikawa breathing from his place on the sofa. This is probably what love is, right?

make a bet, keep a promise by raewrites

It begins with a bet made between the two boys in the mid-summer of their eighth year. It starts with volleyball, but like with most things involving Oikawa Tooru and Iwaizumi Hajime, things are never quite that simple.


these sketches of heaven by thewindraiser

Prompt: “So, I found this waterfall…”

A beautiful waterfall, a nasty injury and a very cute doctor. All in all Daichi thinks he can take a broken leg if the upside is getting to flirt with Sugawara-san.

Punishment by carriecmoney

Suga must’ve been a bad man in a past life; not only is he cursed to be a distance runner, but he also has a crush on a discus thrower. Aesthetically, of course. Track and field!AU.

(don’t) meddle with a heart by thewindraiser

Prompt: “This is without a doubt the stupidest plan you’ve ever had. Of course I’m in.”

Blind dates are not always synonymous of fiasco.

Crabapple by carriecmoney

based on the tumblr prompt “my best friend got turned into a frog and now i’m being the best wingman/woman/person ever by carrying them around to bars and getting hot people to kiss them in hopes of hooking them up with their true love” AU

In which Daichi has great taste in witches but horrible taste in women, Suga has a problem with petals, and the pretty lady at the bar has an idea.

when all the songs are through by thewindraiser

Daichi is out for lunch with some of his colleagues when he spots it.

The ring.

The “If I Fought This DS9 Character, Would I Win?” Post

Benjamin Sisko

End Fight Probability: There is a 100% chance Sisko knocks you out. 

Sisko’s a survivor, man. He’s Space Dad. Why you even tryin’ to fight your space dad? Sisko has fought almost everyone he’s ever met and triumphed astoundingly. He literally punched Q in the face. He is a goddamn hero. You should be ashamed of yourself. Don’t do it. Don’t fight Sisko. 

Lt. Jadzia Dax

End Fight Probability: There is 99,999% chance Dax knocks you out.

Dax is basically a Klingon in a much hotter, more capable body. She’s gonna whoop your ass. If you do manage to beat her - and you won’t unless she lets you - you’ll have roughly 200 Klingons on your ass in a hot second, because blood oaths are a thing. Don’t do it. Don’t fight Jadzia Dax.

Major Kira Nerys

End Fight Probability: There is a 150% chance Kira knocks you out.

I get it. Kira’s small; she’s snarky; she is occasionally wrong about things. You might think this could be an easy one. But here’s the thing, friend: Kira killed a man for the first time when she was a prepubescent toddler subsisting on only bugs and her own fury. She is literally rage incarnate. She will fight anyone and anything. If you have an actual problem with her that you need solved, just talk to Odo. He’ll fix it. Just don’t fight Kira.


End Fight Probability: There is a 235% chance Odo knocks you out, and a 98% chance he takes your ass to space jail.

Odo literally has no bones. He doesn’t bruise or bleed. You can’t hurt him, and you will really, really embarrass yourself if you try. He literally doesn’t carry a weapon anywhere. Why? He doesn’t need one, his whole fucking body is a weapon. You ever tried to fight a Go-Gurt? It’s not a fun time. He will lay you out cold and probably put you in a cell to think about your poor life decisions. Don’t do it. Don’t fight Odo.

Dr. Julian Bashir

End Fight Probability: There is a 0% chance Bashir knocks you out.

Bashir is a doctor, okay? He takes that very seriously. He’s not going to hurt you, and even if he did, he’d feel so compelled to patch you up afterwards that your fistfight would probably just transform at some point into a very weird physical. But, take my word for it: don’t fight Bashir. Like, first of all, why do you feel compelled to fight him in the first place? And second of all: OH MY GOD HAVE YOU MET HIS INCREDIBLY POSSESSIVE CARDASSIAN BOYFRIEND? DON’T DO IT! DON’T

Elim Garak

End Fight Probability: There is a 105% chance Garak straight up murders you.



End Fight Probability: There is a 135% chance Worf knocks you out.

Unless you’re going in on Worf about what a shitty dad he is, just don’t. I know he’s a nerd, but he’s a Klingon nerd, dude. Don’t fight Worf.


End Fight Probability: There is a -7000% chance Quark knocks you out.

Yes. Fight him. Fight Quark. Fight Quark and win. Fight him for being a gross, misogynistic little shit. Fight him for abusing the shit out of Rom. Fight him for overcharging you for nonalcoholic beer and the worst bar food this side of the galaxy. Fight him on the behalf of his dentist. Fight him until he starts crying. Because he will start crying. Please fight Quark. Please.

Miles O’Brien

End Fight Probability: There is a 15% chance O’Brien knocks you out.

I mean… you can definitely take him, but why would you? Something horrible and confusing is bound to happen to him in an episode or two, anyway. Leave the poor man in peace. Don’t fight O’Brien.

Jake Sisko

End Fight Probability: There is a 250% chance his dad shows up and knocks you out.

No, Jake probably can’t take you. He’s a bow-legged writer type with weak arms and no practical fighting skills. But the minute his daddy senses something amiss, he’s gonna be on you like beautiful, well-muscled coonhound on a scared, dumb raccoon who picks fights with children. Fight Jake at your peril, friend.

Ezri Dax

End Fight Probability: ???


Vedek Bariel

End Fight Probability: There is -15% chance Bariel knocks you out.

If his shirtless scenes with Kira are any indication, Bariel’s monastery has a benchpress. But he has one of the most punchable faces I’ve ever seen in my life, and he’s not big on violence, so you’ll probably be fine. He’s also got somebody trying to murder him every week or so, so if I were you I’d get in there quick. Do it. Hurry up and fight Bariel. 

Kai Winn

End Fight Probability: There is a 33% chance Winn knocks you out.

Winn’s not a great strategist, and, as person, is literally the worst, so if you get in quick, you might be able to get one up on her. But that woman has seen some shit. She has seen some shit. And… seriously, just look at her. That lady is so evil it comes off of her like stink lines. Who knows what would happen if you fought her? Don’t risk it. Don’t fight Kai Winn. 

Gul Dukat

End Fight Probability: There is a 50% chance Gul Dukat knocks you out.

Yes, he’s bigger than you, and stronger than you, and in all likelihood can survive pretty much anything you can throw at him. Cardassians are like that. But for fuck’s sake, please fight him. Please, for the sake of the entire universe, fight him. Fucking fight him. Please for the love of God fucking fight Dukat

Turn Back Time

request by toxicpiggly: a small imagine of Hyunwoo as a greaser

ship: shownu x [y/n]

word count: 2748

a/n: hi there! i hope you guys enjoy this and i hope that i’m doing this request right ^^’’ i apologize for any misspelled words and wrong grammar. i’m so sorry if it took me a while to finish this ;u;


Originally posted by sonhyunu

The halls were buzzing with the new theme that the head dean just announced a week before. Senior’s Night was already the day after this day and everyone’s been scrambling to find a date. Neither you nor your friends bothered on finding a date. 

“So, the theme is 1950s-1960s kinda thing?” Changkyun blurted out while trying not bump into random students. Glancing back at the young lad, you nodded your head and proceeded in voicing out your opinion about the theme.

“Well, I don’t know what’s gotten into the old man’s mind but he practically chose a good theme for the Senior’s Night.” 

“I guess you do have a point but the problem is, will there be someone brave enough to ask you out on a date?” Changkyun wondered, only to receive a smack from you. “What do you mean by that, huh?!” 

“Well, you know… you’re scary and no guy has ever—”

“Hey, [y/n], my friend here wants to ask you something.” Your friend, Kihyun, approaches the two of you before Changkyun could even finish his sentence. Looking at the person beside him, your eyes widened a bit at the sight of your crush, Son Hyunwoo aka Shownu.

“A-ah, yeah, sure.” You stammered, mentally cursing yourself out for being so obvious. “Well, Changkyun and I will give the two of you some space so… let’s go kiddo.” Before Changkyun could even protest, Kihyun has already slung an arm around his shoulder and pulled him towards the other direction, cupping his mouth which muffled every single protest that Changkyun had.

“Hey, so what did you want to ask me?” Casually bringing up the question with such composure, you looked at Shownu in the eyes, only to make your heart skip a beat and making all the butterflies in your stomach go wild.

“Will you be my date for the Senior’s Night?”

“Are you serious?!” Changkyun gawked at you and unconsciously grabbed you by the collar, making you glare at him only to which he immediately pried his hands off of your now-wrinkled collar. “Sorry, sorry… but what did you say?”

“Well…. you know how much I like him so I said yes, silly.” Immediately disclosing the information, you turned your whole body towards Changkyun and gave him a pat on the shoulders saying, “What did you just say awhile ago? Will there be someone brave enough to ask me out on a date?” Slowly wrapping your fingers around his collar, you pulled it harshly, making Changkyun fall towards your direction.

“Okay, okay, I was wrong. I’m so sorry.” Changkyun was quick enough to get on your soft side. Rubbing both of his palms together with his head bowed down, you let out a grunt and removed your hand on his collar.

“Now, tell me, who’s your partner? Tomorrow’s our Senior’s Night and here you are, slacking off–”

“For your information, I have already have a date.”

Instinctively raising your hand, as if you were going to give him a smack, you glared at the young-in, “Don’’t you dare lie to me, Changkyun.”

“I’m not lying! I’m serious!!!” Changkyun raised both of his hands in defense, his eyes closed real tight and his whole body hunched over. Lowering your hand, you looked at him with a pout. Without feeling any impact, Changkyun looks up to you with his eyebrows furrowed. Leaning your body a bit closer to him, you asked once more.

“Well, then, who’s your partner?”

(Hey, are you serious that you’re gonna wear that?)

“Mr. Dean said anything that is from the 1950s fashion. I’m just wearing what I like.” You retaliated whilst looking at your own reflection on the mirror, twirling around to flaunt your outfit. “Anyways, I’ll talk to you later at the venue.”

(Alright, bye.)

Turning your phone off, you continued prepping yourself up for the the party later and for Shownu, of course. You chose a white circle skirt with red rose print and paired it with a black halter top. 

With your make up, you applied a little bit of bb cream, a red lipstick for your lips, a blush and a catwing eyeliner to compliment everything. Grabbing your mascara, you carefully coated each eyelash with the product and glanced up at the clock, only to be informed that you only have fifteen minutes left until Shownu fetches you.

“Alright, now the makeup’s done… all I need to do is my hair…” Staring at your own self, you heaved a soft sigh and grabbed your brush, untangling every single strand before pulling your hair up into a ponytail, the same ponytail that Audrey Hepburn always had.

Satisfied with the outcome, you smiled at your own reflection before proceeding to your living room with a small clutch on your hand, filled with the things that you needed (lipstick, phone, tissue). The whole house was pretty quiet and the only thing that can be heard was the sound of your clutch meeting the wooden floor as you were trying to put on your 3 inch black thick heeled heels that had a strap on it.

Successfully buckling up the strap, you heard a soft beep from the outside. Pulling yourself up off the floor with your clutch, you opened the door and was welcomed by the sight of Shownu being a greaser.

He had his black locks into a slick-back and wore a black leather jacked with a white shirt under it, paired it with some black jeans that had rolled cuffs and some black converse to go with.

Locking your house before walking towards Shownu, who was leaning on his motorbike with his helmet tucked under his arm, you flashed him a smile and beamed, “You’re right on time, aye?”

“I can’t make my lady wait.” Shownu effortlessly winked at you, making you giggle at the sight. Shownu was looking at you with such seriousness, his eyes looking at your whole being and probably, even your soul. “You look beautiful.” He blurted out of the blue, making you blush out of the blue.

“T-Thanks, you too.. I mean you look handsome.” You stumbled on your own words which made Shownu chuckle, his eyes turning into crescent shaped. “It’s my pleasure. Now, are you alright to ride on my motorbike with that outfit of yours?” He asked, concern was written all over his face.

“It’s alright–”

Beep beep!

Before you could even finish, the loud sound of a car’s honking echoed throughout the whole street. Both of your heads turned towards its direction, only to see Kihyun and his date in it.

“You guys need a ride?” Kihyun offered, flashing a toothy grin at the two of you. “It’s alright, we have a motorbike here–”

“Wait, are you going to ride his motorbike with that outfit on right now?” Kihyun retorted with his eyes wide as saucers. Nodding to his question, you reasoned out, “Well, I’m alright with it and it’s a lot more fun than riding a closed vehicle.”

“Hyung, are you really letting her ride that?” Kihyun asked once again, not hearing out what you just said. “If she wants to ride it, then I’ll respect her decision.” 

“Alright tho…. I guess we’ll both meet you two at the venue?”

“Yeah.” The two of you chorused. Giving the two of you an okay sign, Kihyun sped off, leaving the two of you standing outside of your house. “Well, let’s go?” Shownu hands you your helmet, making you smile in the process.

“Let’s go!” You beamed and carefully wore the helmet, trying to not ruin your hair. “Hop on.” Shownu looks back at you as soon as he finally settles on the motorbike. Offering his hand out to you, you accepted it with any hesitation and lifted yourself up on the motorbike. 

“C-can I wrap my arms around your waist? You know, so that I won’t fall of the motorbike..” Chuckling at your question, Shownu nods his head and gives you the go signal. With your arms wrapped around his waist, you could feel your cheeks warming up. 

“Alright, hold on tight!” Before you knew it, the two of you were speeding off to the venue. 

“We’re here.” Shownu announces, having his hand out for you to hold on while you get off the motorbike. “Be careful.” With his aid, you were able to get off without any problem. Removing his helmet off his head, he gets off the motorbike and faces you with a smile, sweat was apparently tickling down the side of his temples.

Carefully removing your helmet, you could feel that your hair was practically all over the place. Instinctively reaching over to your hair, you were surprised when Shownu started to fix it before you could even touch your own hair.

“There, fixed it.” Flashing you a big grin, you chuckled and grabbed a tissue from your clutch and started dabbing the sweat off of his temples. “Thanks.” you muttered, only to meet the gaze of Son Hyunwoo.

“N-no problem.” He nervously blinked and you noticed how red his ears were already from your actions. “So, let’s go in?” Nodding to your question, you linked arms with Shownu and practically dragged him into the venue.

Shownu was pretty popular with all of the students and being that popular guy people look up to, they stared at him in awe as soon as they laid eyes on the two of you.

It was only just now when you noticed how tones his body was. His shirt was a little bit tight, giving subtle details of his pecks and abs. “Wow, I guess we already have a 1950s King and Queen here!” Minhyuk, the student council president, beamed and greeted the two of you with a hug. Almost all of Shownu’s best buds were being greasers for that night and some of their partners were also wearing the same outfit as they are.

“My, my, it’s a surprise to see the two of you together.” Minhyuk teased, only to see the redness of your cheeks and Shownu’s ears. Laughing at how cute both of your reactions were, he then pats the two of you on the shoulder, “Enough with the chitchat, let’s get both of your pictures taken.”

“Wow, we look amazing here.” You looked at the pictures in awe. It literally gave off a 1950s vibe, especially on how the pictures were filtered to black and white. 

Bringing his face close to the picture, Shownu agrees with you right away. “Well, we have the best photographer here at school.” The two of you looked back at Kihyun, who was currently incharge with the photos of every single student, along with his date. 

“He sure is pretty good.” You added before looking back at the photo. “Do you want to go get some punch or–” The speakers were blasting with 1950s music, making every single student go to the dance floor with some old-fashioned dance moves.

“Wanna dance?” Shownu looks at you and nods, grabbing you by the hand and leads you to the middle of the dance floor. Starting with small moves, the two of you couldn’t help but burst out into fits of laughter at the sight. After a few minutes, the two of you finally let loose, throwing in some fancy dance moves, making everyone stop and watch the two of you with a loud cheer.

“Omo, I’m so tired from all that dancing.” you heaved and accepted the cup of punch that Shownu has offered. “Thanks.” Gulping down the drink, you sighed and looked at Shownu, who was also gulping down every single drop of punch there is on the cup. 

“You’re a really good dancer, [y/n].” He compliments, making you let out a ‘pfft’, “Lol, I’m not a good dancer. If we’re gonna talk about someone who’s good at dancing, it’d be you for sure.”

“I’m serious tho! You’re pretty good.” 

“Well… I guess… thank you?” 

“You’re welcome. Hey, do want to go outside? It’s getting really stuffy out here.” Shownu suggests to which you take up the offer right away. Walking both of your way out of the venue and into the garden, the two of you heaved a sigh of relief, only to burst out laughing once again.

Scurrying both of yourselves to a bench, the two of you sat down, enjoying the cool breeze, and looking up at the starry night with utter silence. This continued for a couple of minutes until you decided to break the silence by speaking your heart out.

“To be honest, I never thought that you’d ask me to be your date this evening.”

Still staring up at the sky, you could see Shownu looking at you from your peripheral vision. “It was somewhat impossible… for a guy like you to ask me out.” You rambled, chuckling at your own words.

“But then, I’m really complaining to be honest… I’m actually happy that you asked me to be your date for tonight’s event.” 

You looked at Shownu, meeting his soft gaze. “Thank you, Hyunwoo. I literally didn’t think that I would have a date tonight.” Shownu stayed quiet for quite some time, making you look back up at the starry sky, counting the stars right before you.

“I wouldn’t be able to ask you if it weren’t for my friends.. I was utterly scared and shy to ask you out but then after a couple of words to encourage me, I was able to ask the person that I’ve liked ever since kindergarten.”

Upon hearing his sudden confession, you froze on your spot. Did he just..? you thought and turned to look at him, only to see the loving smile on his face. “Since I’ve started this… might as well tell you everything.” Shownu sheepishly scratched the back of his head and continued.

“I know that we’re not that close but you’ve always been a part in my life, to be honest. We were practically the best of friends way back in kindergarten… and I guess that was the time when I realized that I had a little crush on you… until that feeling grew and grew until 10th grade, when you approached me without any hesitation.”

Your heart was beating loudly, and you couldn’t believe what you were just hearing. Shownu still continued to look at you straight in the eyes, his lips tugged upwards into a shy smile and his ears were turning into a deeper shade of red as he continued.

“And then finally, when Kihyun finally reassured me that I might have chance with you… I couldn’t help but get this gush of confidence to ask you out… and confess to you.”

“I’m not rushing you, [y/n]! I just wanted to tell you how I feel towards you… and I’m glad that I’m able to confess to you right now.” He reassured you, making you smile. Silence then engulfed both of you and the two of you stayed in that same position until you suddenly shuddered from the cold breeze, making Shownu remove his leather jacket and place it on your shoulders, making you look at him.

“Won’t you get cold?” You asked out of worry. “It’s alright, I was getting hot anyways.” Muttering a ‘thank you’, the two of you decided to just cherish this moment.

After a couple of minutes, Shownu lifts himself off the bench and offers a hand towards you. “Shall we head back inside? I think they’re announcing the King and Queen now.” 


Taking his hand, he lifts you up without much effort. The two of you walked back to the venue but before the two of you could enter, you stopped him before he could even push the doors open.


“Yes?” Looking at him once more, you couldn’t help but think that it’s finally the right time to give your answer to him. “I… I like you too. And I’ve always liked you since the 2nd grade to be honest.”

“Are you serious?”

“Yeah.” You affirmed and smiled at how shocked he was. Shownu was about to speak up when the doors bursts open, revealing six men who were also dressed the same way as Shownu did. “Well, what are you waiting for? Give her a kiss dude!” Hyungwon beamed, making everyone howl in excitement.

Glaring at his friends, Shownu looks at you with a sheepish smile. “Can I?” He shyly asked, earning a nod from you. Cupping both of your cheeks, Shownu didn’t think twice but to crush his lips onto yours, making everyone go wild.

As soon as your lips parted, he lovingly gazed at you and asked, 

“Will you be my girlfriend?”

“Yes, I would love to be your girlfriend.”

When the Cradle Comes After You

Another extremely belated gift for @rahndom.  Sorry for the wait, but I did have help from @iphoenixrising so here’s a mesh of our writing!  This takes place sometime after Sneaking into Courtship. After a while I think I’d like to dedicate a bunch of kiss drabbles to this series, but this is the first one. 

Tim is going to kill Dick.  

“You know, Timmy. Damian’s always been a bit young for you,” He reaches over to poke Damian’s ridiculously chubby checks, “ But I didn’t think you’d turn out to be a LITERAL cradle robber.”

He’s gonna skin the acrobat gleefully if he doesn’t quit it.  "Dick I just got him to sleep.  If you dare wake him up….“

Dick just moves to touch Damian again. "But he’s so soft and squishy.” He coos when Tim attempts to evade, “He’s never been squishy before.”

“Dick.” Tim growls as lightly as possible.  He freezes when the small burden on his chest shifts a little.

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