what would his name be

anonymous asked:

WHAT PET NAMES WOULD ALL MIGHT/TOSHINORI CALL HIS S/O IN THE BEDROOM? FOR SCIENCE.

FOR SCIENCE 

All might:

  • It would be really cheesy stuff like
  • Hot stuff
  • Sweet Cheeks
  • Tastycakes.
  • If they are younger than him, even by a minute, he might slip up and say “Young —-”.
  • The typical sexy, beautiful, baby, honey, etc. 

casual Johnny sketches

anonymous asked:

Coffee shop au where Viktor works at the shop and Yuuri's a frequent costumer. The first time Yuuri came in Viktor couldn't get out a single word and wrote on Yuuri's cup instead, so the cup had questions written on it like what he wanted and what his name was. Every time after that Viktor would always leave a cup off to the side that was always reserved for Yuuri, with little doodles and questions on it.

I LOVE THIS AU????

bakery au (oldie but a goodie)

Part 1

“He hates me,” Bitty moaned, flopping on his couch. Holster was raiding his kitchen, listening to his rant about Jack Zimmermann.

“I don’t even know what I did wrong! Maybe it was because I told him that he played a hard game last night the first time he came into the bakery? All he does is glare at me and say stuff like ‘Eric, the coffee is too sweet,’ or ‘Eric, you need more protein.’”

“Brah, maybe Zimmermann just has a total resting bitch face,” said Holster as he pulled out a leftover pie from Bitty’s fridge. “Guy seems fucking intense. At least he’s good for business.”

“He keeps on glaring at me! And he comes in, like, three times a week. Orders a coffee and just drinks it in his corner, ignores my attempts at conversation even though, mind you, he has already said some pretty rude stuff!”

“The guy’s a celebrity, he probably has his head so far in his ass and doesn’t care about shit, and also just wants some privacy. Bits, you haven’t been taking pictures of him and posting it on twitter have you?” Holster asked, alarmed.

Bitty gasped, “Adam Birkholtz! I would never!”

“Then just treat him like an antisocial customer, he can’t be the only one going to the bakery who doesn’t want conversation and just wants service and food,” Holster said, dropping down next to Bitty on the couch with two tins of pie.

“I know,” Bitty sighs. “He’s just…so handsome. And he was so nice to Nursey when that fool tripped. And he tips generously. And he’s just so gorgeous, even when he’s glaring at me and speaking in grunts whenever I ask him how his day has been. I just want him to like me!”

Holster navigated the TV to a rerun of Golden Girls and handed Bitty one of the pie tins. “I think that’s your problem. You’re an amazing person, Bits, but maybe you can be a bit too friendly for resting bitch face robozoid Zimmermann. Maybe stop asking him about his day and just let him chill.”

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bmvagaboner  asked:

Hi! I just learned that your childs name is Ash. I know you're a huge fan of norse mythology, and so I'm wondering if you name him after Ask? (Ask och Embla, I'm Swedish but I don't know what Embla would be in English, Ember maybe?)

His name on his birth certificate is Anthony. But yes, we called him Ash after the first man, and after Yggdrasil, the world tree, which was also an ash. And because we liked the name.

anonymous asked:

Naruto named his child Boruto. What should Boruto name his progeny?

Boruto would be so infatuated with the superiority of the “bo” syllable over all others, he would name his son Boboto.  Boboto would then continue the new tradition, naming his son Bobobo, of whom there is already an anime about.

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The day is too hot. The world a little too hazy. The teacher’s book slams on the desk so hard Yuuri swears the floor rattles. Something jerks with him to the land of the awake. A heavy hammering in his chest that makes him leap back from everyone. From his friend’s touch on his arm as he wonders what the hell is wrong with him.

The first time Yuuri hears the words “anxiety disorder” he can just see over the doctor’s desk. His mother’s fingers tug through his hair grounding him as the doctor explains what the rest of his life would be like. He rambled off pill names, his hand a blur on a prescription pad. Yuuri would remember his mother’s perfume as he pressed his face into the side of her dress. The tick of a clock on the wall. And the way the cool plastic of a pill bottle felt in his hand. 

Somewhere in the fog of upper levels he finds a happy medium. A way to fight out the fear that grips his throat before every performance. Sometimes he wins, and he goes home with medals to decorate his home with. Sometimes it wins, and the car ride home is silent while he replays every mistake. Every fall. 

Then Victor is there. 

Then Victor is there in the only way Victor can be there. Loud, bumbling, tripping over too long limbs into his life. Weaving himself into Yuuri until they’re so connected Yuuri can’t imagine tearing him apart. But Victor meets his anxiety in the dark of a parking lot. Watches snot roll down his upper lip as he screams out every thought locked in his head. Until the blood stops roaring in his ears. 

Victor is still there. 

Victor is there when Yuuri is curled on the edge of their bed rocking and tugging at his own hair. Victor is there when Yuuri lashes back at a touch with a strangled cry. Victor stays there as he learns about this side of Yuuri. As he grows to understand it and love it as much as he loves all sides. 

Because Victor loves him. 

Shows it in the way he trades a body’s warmth for a mug’s. With the way he makes a bath at the perfect temperature, his shockingly brassy voice bouncing beautiful off the walls. When after it’s all said and done he’s in bed waiting for him. With that infamous smile, love struck gaze, and a soft…

“Yuuri.” 

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