those are cotton balls

Don’t be shy

𝙹𝙹 𝙼𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚔 𝚡 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

Summary: you were only kidding but he saw this as an opportunity to shoot his shot.

A/N: i dunno how i thought of this idea but here it is!!! i hope y’all like it, its pre short and also pls dont be shy to let me know what you think🥺💝

Warnings: just fluff💕


{ 𝚒 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚐𝚒𝚏 𝚘𝚗 𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝! 𝚒𝚏 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚖𝚎 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒’𝚕𝚕 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞}

Another cloudy night rolls in covering the last of the gloaming sky, as if the blackness failed to come fast enough. Those balls of cotton seen during the day shifted into streams of gray the color of ash and soot, indicating that heavy rain is expected sooner or later.

“Hurricane katrina?” You snorted as you joked and got up from the hammock where you laid comfortably, lazily dragging your feet towards the chateau to check up on the two idiots hanging about inside.

“Yo JB?” You holler, pulling the screen door open and cringe at the loud creak it made. Taking a mental note to remind John B on getting that fixed asap. The said boy’s ears perked up at the sound of your voice calling his name, thus revealing himself, coming out of the bathroom with a soft drink in hand.“Sup?” He replies nonchalantly.

“Hey you, where’s J?”

The tall brunet shrugs his shoulders as he takes another chug of his coke, back leaning against the kitchen counter. You were about to mention that he should consider getting that creaky screen door fixed when it suddenly creaked open, making you cringe once again and the sound of JJ’s loud voice beamed behind you.

“There you are, I was looking for you!” You turn your head slightly to the side to look at him whilst he wraps his sun-kissed arms around your small frame from behind in a strong but comfortable hold. You sigh in comfort as you tilt your head back to rest it against his chest.

“What were you doing outside?”

“I told ya, i was out looking for you?” The blond replies as he squeezes you in his arms, making you groan and hastily slap his arm in annoyance at the sudden lack of air but his hold on you only loosens slightly.

“I was literally just out there on the hammock? Have you been outside this whole time?” You question him with raised brows. Did he not see you laying down in the hammock?

“What? How long have you been laying there?” His own brows furrowed in confusion on how he completely missed your figure laying in the hammock. The place where you considered your main space because it’s your favourite spot. If none of the pogues spotted you anywhere inside of the chateau, the first place they’d check is out on the hammock.

“Cmon JJ, She practically lives on it. I might have to start charging you for rent Y/n” John B chuckles at his own joke. With a roll of your eyes, you poke your tongue out at him childishly and he repeats the action.

“I was out there for a while J, I’m actually surprised I didn’t catch you coming out of the chateau with those loud, horse like footsteps of yours” You tease, trying to hold back a giggle but it slips out when you hear John B cackling loudly from where he stood as if it was the funniest thing you said.

“Ha ha very funny” JJ rolls his eyes, a pink hue dusting his cheeks. He pecks your cheek, leaving a little wet mark and removes himself from you, much to your dismay.

But before the blond moves any further you say, “Don’t be shy, kiss me on the lips”

The flirty remark that left your lips doesn’t surprise you, not even in the slightest, John B doesn’t even flinch. You and the Maybank boy have always been the flirty bantering type. This friendship was consistently filled with innocent touches and loads of affection and the only ones who complained was the pogues. Having to suffer from all the sexual tension between the two of you.

What surprised you though, was the sudden mop of blond locks interfering with your line of vision as a pair of chapped-soft lips planted on yours fast and gently.

JJ pulls away just as fast as it happened, grinning from ear to ear and proceeds to march away into the spare bedroom like whatever he just did was a normal, day to day thing y’all did. John B’s mouth is slack, eyes wide in shock and admiration at what he just witnessed.

No words were shared between you and the brunet who is standing there with a dumbstruck expression decorating his tanned face. You were left speechless and your heart beating rapidly out of your chest, brain all loopy, whilst you just stood there like a deer caught in headlights.

Did he just kiss me without my consent?!

“can I paint your nails?”

a/n: gn!reader. something cute I thought about. my requests are open.


— [♡] ; bakugou katsuki

  • “hell no.”
  • “please, katsuki? 🥺”
  • he’s always had a soft spot for when his s/o used his first name, and they were pulling some of the best puppy dog eyes he’s ever seen.
  • so he reluctantly agreed.
  • his s/o would spread out an array of polishes in front of him, all different colors with terrible names to go with each and every one of them.
  • bakugou was confused watching his s/o excitedly ramble on about their favorite colors and which one he should pick because it would “compliment his eyes”
  • he had to admit, they were kind of cute getting all excited over something as silly as this but he wouldn’t be caught dead wearing coral blue #2 semi gloss nail polish.
  • so he picked black.
  • “black? that’s it?” his s/o pouted as they reached over grabbing the little glass jar.
  • “I didn’t have to agree, dork.”
  • the type to forget that his nails are painted and realizes when he out in public and gets pissed off because you saw him walk out the door and didn’t saw anything.
  • he’s not too mad because he knows he made his s/o happy. softie.

— [♡] ; eijirou kirishima

  • his s/o is a little caught by surprise at his question,
  • but of course they say yes!
  • kiri’s s/o sets up all the materials needed for the sweetie pie.
  • polishes, cotton balls, acetone, those little spongy finger separators.
  • “what color do you want, baby?”
  • “hmm, red!” his s/o smiled brightly.
  • “rad choice, babe!”
  • he holds his s/o’s hand so gently. it feels so dainty in his.
  • kiri looks adorable as hell concentrating as hard as he is.
  • his hair is down so it’s covering his face a bit.
  • he put on his s/o face wash headband. it had cute little panda ears on top of it. 🥺
  • his s/o snapped a picture of the cute moment and posted it to their private story on snapchat with the caption: ‘I love him :(‘
  • bakugou slid up and said: ‘give me my fucking friend back.. but y'all are cute ig”

— [♡] ; todoroki shouto

  • would agree and fully be the one to wear it out with no hesitation or embarrassment.
  • he looks like a fully fledged e-boy.
  • his s/o put little designs like a smiley face, a skull, a heart, but the majority were solid black.
  • todo quite enjoyed the process.
  • his s/o was rambling on about their day. about how they saw the cutest puppy ever, expressed that they should adopt one and wanted to name it soba.
  • todo just nods and smiles, urging them to continue talking. he loved listening.
  • “this smiley face is me, okay? so i’m always with you!”
  • he thinks his partner is so adorable.
  • he also thinks they did a good job on his nails.

— [♡] ; izuku midoriya

  • he always loves the times when you guys are relaxing before bed and you decide to paint your nails. The best conversations and the funniest jokes happen during those chill times.
  • one night he wanted to try and his s/o agreed to let him. it was time for a new color anyway.
  • the whole time his s/o is giving him gentle pointers while they watch him paint their toes a pretty green color.
  • he looks up at his s/o with sparkly eyes genuinely trying to understand and apply the tips they’re giving him.
  • he’s trying his best :(
  • and he really wants them to approve of his work.
  • “did I do a good job? 🥺”
  • “of course you did, baby.”
  • he’s happy.
  • protect himb.


*cracks knuckles* Get ready for feels, kids. This is going to take place earlier in their lives, where Mirio didn’t have full control of his quirk yet. Hope you like it??

-Mod Pomme 🍒

The sun beat down on the group of junior high kids, all clad in their simple white shirts and shorts. You stood next to Mirio, never having the courage to speak to him in your shared classes, only to admire your crush from a safe distance. The two of you had talked once or twice, being in the same class and all. You couldn’t help the smile forming on your face as you appreciated his good looks. His platinum hair, his unignorably muscled build, his dazzling smile-

“Mirio Togata!” Your teacher called, startling you out of your silent admiration for the boy. Your movement caught his attention, causing him to give you a worried look. You gave a nervous smile, trying to cover the fact that you were very much just checking him out. Today, your class was testing their quirks. It was a pretty standard procedure, especially in junior high. Mirio stepped up to his challenge. The teacher, knowing his quirk, suggested that Mirio phase through one of the hurdles your class would usually use for track. He backed up a small bit, and you watch in awe as he bravely began running towards the hurdle. He managed to get his first leg through, but his second didn’t follow suit, catching on the bar of the hurdle. You gasped and cringed as his legs tangled with the hurdle, sending him to the ground face first. There was a moment of silence, all the students seemingly in awe before a chorus of laughter broke out from the group.

You stared incredulously as he pushed himself up, his face covered by his now mussed up hair, laughter still echoing around him. Was he okay? He turned to face his peers, a bloody scrape on the cheek of his smiling face. He had brushed it off and laughed with them, but you could feel that his heart was hurting.

“You know you could have walked through it, right Togata?” Your teacher teased, ruffling his hair. “Go get that scrape cleaned up. (Name)!” He called, grabbing your attention. “You got your quirk tested already, right? Help him out, will ya?” You nodded, running to his side as you tried to play off your blush. The two of you made your way to the nurse’s office, the walk being rather awkward as you attempted to comfort him.

“I think you did a really good job, Mirio.” You mumbled as he sat down on a chair, watching you as you went to grab some disinfectant. “Your quirk seems like it would be difficult to control, so I think you did better than most of those kids could have.” You poured some disinfectant on a cotton ball, beginning to swipe at the blood on his cheek. He winced at the sting. “I’m sorry!” You apologized quickly, trying to make your touches lighter on him. When you were finished, you placed a small bandage on the injury, sitting back to admire your handiwork. You frowned at his sad face, eyes to the side as if in thought. You couldn’t stand seeing him like this. You had to get his mind off it.

You leaned forward, your hand cupping his jaw to keep him in place as you placed a quick peck on his uninjured cheek. Pulling back, you took in his shocked expression. You smiled nervously.

“I-I still think you’re really cool, okay?” You said shyly.

He grinned.

anonymous asked:

A simple charm for a friend who tends to have anxiety or gets upset sometimes?

You will need:

Chamomile - reduce stress (can use from tea bags)

Ginger - healing (fresh or in tea bags)

Lavender - relaxation (can use essential oil)

Peppermint - calm (can be found as tea or essential oil)

Sage - mental strength (sometimes found at dollar stores in spice sections)

Jar or Sachet/Organza bag

*Bag would be ideal if herbs used are big enough to not fall through.

Mix dry ingredients while speaking or thinking your intentions: “(Your friend) feels calm when they hold this.” When you feel ready, pour items into the bag, tie and knot shut. Consider charging the spell further by using a crystal grid, calming music or simply by sitting with it and expanding on your intention.

If you choose to use essential oils, put a few drops on cotton balls and put those into the bag. Your friend can choose to have the jar or bag on their person or stored somewhere easy to reach, and lightly inhale the scent when they feel upset. 

If they like stuffed animals you could consider sewing the bag into one, or a small pillow. Decorate it with keychains or trinkets that remind them of happy things to add to it! Be creative :)

Always make sure your friends are okay with you doing spells or making things for them!

anonymous asked:

I like the idea that all the champions, including ones like Thresh, bring poro snacks to the howling abyss specifically to feed those fuzzy little cotton balls. Imagine a Darius absolutely furious that his own teams Pantheon grazed a poro with a spear lmao.

bruh, Pantheon made the Poro Snax®

All of them ever brought onto the Howling Abyss