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I can’t remember was platform it was on which is the main problem;

It’s established Bakugou x reader with developing relationship Kiri x Baku and Reader

It’s ABO and Alpha Baku pursues Alpha Kiri without checking with reader and so she gets pissed and kinda almost breaks up w them

Baku wants them 3 in a relationship but he’s an idiot who doesn’t know how to actually apologize so he tries to make reader jealous by getting Uraraka to sit on his lap and wear him jacket to ‘make her realize he has options and that if she doesn’t come back she can be replaced’

Kiri gets pissed because wtaf is wrong with him and tries to talk to reader but she thinks he was in on it

Eventually she punches Uraraka and breaks her nose and when Baku tries to pull her away she punches him too

He tries to give her a scented gift as an indirect apology but it’s the same jacket he had put on Uraraka and he didn’t even wash it just tried to ‘cover up her scent’ but it just makes matters worse

He’s walking in the halls and stumbles across Present Mic and PM pretty much says that Baku is an idiot and that what he did only fucked up his relationship and that this stuff he got from his parents (via observation) wasn’t how to actually do a relationship and that is was just their kind of foreplay

Baku asks Mic for help

And that’s as far as I got and I desperately wanna finish reading it ;-;

The (Y/N) Lively-Reynolds Series

Also known as The "it goes about as well as you can imagine it" Series

A series of little fics in various interview settings following the life of one (Y/N) Lively-Reynolds, YouTuber, actress and singer extraordinaire.

Relationships: Tom Holland x Reader, Lively-Reynolds fam & Reader

Status: Finished

Started: November 9th 2021

Finished: May 16th 2022

Total Word Count: 26.4k (bonus chapters not included)

Total ERT: 2 hours

Requests for fics in this universe: open for bonus chapters, but you may have to wait a while so keep that in mind. It's not a "first come, first served" kind of thing, I go by which inspires me the most

Taglist: CLICK HERE TO ADD YOURSELF TO THE TAGLIST

[Part 1] Tom Holland & (Y/N) Lively-Reynolds Answer the Web’s Most Searched Questions | WIRED ❤️

[Part 2] Ryan Reynolds and (Y/N) Lively-Reynolds Answer The Internet ❤️

[Part 3] Spill Your Guts w/ Tom Holland & (Y/N) Lively-Reynolds

[Part 4] The Boyfriend Tag ft. The (Second) Best Spider-Man

[Part 5] (Y/N) Lively-Reynolds Goes Undercover on the Internet

[Part 6] Which Parent Knows Me Better ft. Mom & Dad

[Part 7] Tom Holland and (Y/n) Lively-Reynolds Find Out Who Their "Heartbeat" Soulmate Is

[Part 8] Which Reynolds Is Most Likely To...? Ft. Mom, Dad & Tommy

[Part 9] (Y/n) Lively-Reynolds Breaks Down Her Tattoos | GQ

[Part 10] (Y/n) Lively-Reynolds Take A Lie Detector Test | Vanity Fair

[Pre-Epilogue Bonus] The Grammys 2023

[Epilogue] And They Lived Happily Ever After

EXTRAS

[Bonus 1] (Y/n)'s Reaction To Ryan And Andrew's Golden Globes Kiss

[Bonus 2] The Lively-Reynolds Fam's New Year's Eve 24 hour contest

[Bonus 3] TYLRS timeline and bonus scenes (will be updated as the series goes on)

[Bonus 4] The No Way Home Premiere

[Bonus 5] Tom and (Y/n) with the paps

[Bonus 6] Things Tom Does For (Y/n), Always

[Bonus 7] The Met Gala 2022 Debacle

[Bonus 8] Stepping Stones and Serendipity Track Lists

[Bonus 9] (Y/n) Meets Walker Scobell

[Bonus 10] How Taylor Fits Into the Lively-Reynolds Fam

Y’all why is it apparently so hard to grasp that if you name the Reader in your fics, it’s no longer an ‘x reader’ I don’t care if you still have the descriptions either ambiguous or customizable (ie; e/c, h/c, h/l) because at that point it’s just like a mad libs. Do not, I repeat, DO NOT give this character a name and still call it an ‘x reader’ because that’s not a fucking ‘x reader’ anymore. Uess it is actually relevant to the plot do not give me a description and do not give me a name(unless and ONLY unless it’s a code name).

If in the planning/initial writing phase, you really don’t want to use y/n, fine, but when you’re done just use the ‘find’ tool or whatever it may be called and just replace that name with y/n or don’t call it an ‘x reader’ it’s that simple

Don't Worry About Me

La Alberca Muerta. AKA, Deadpool

Based on the movies and canon really, doesn’t follow the exact order of the movie tho. FINALLY made a sad fic.

Decided to make the reader Wade’s sibling, like 3 years younger than him. Reader is still gender neutral. No powers. To make it simpler:

Wade is 28-30, (Y/N) is 25-27

Summary: Your brother Wade always told you not to worry about him.

pairing(s): Wade Wilson/Deadpool x Sibling!Reader

warning(s): Angst, cursing, mentions of abuse/physical & mental illness/ and attempted suicide in detail/and overall death, spoilers I guess??? READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!!!

word count: 2.0k

It hurt to see him struggle.

He was never someone who had it easy and was given a lot of struggles. Your childhood never had any proper parental figures to guide you through stuff like this, and having an abusive father didn’t help either. Back then, Wade had to be the protector, to ensure your safety as much as possible. There was always one thing he would tell you: “Don’t worry about me, (Y/N).”

Easier said than done.

You felt so happy when you met Vanessa. Knowing that there was someone else—besides you—who realized what an amazing person he is, and how much of a fighter and go-getter he is. It made you happy to know that Wade was able to find someone who he could give his heart to and settle down with.

“Alright, so…(Y/N), this is Vanessa.” You smiled at her before reaching out to shake her hand. She smiled back at you, “I take it you're the amazing sibling Wade’s talked about?” You gave an ‘aw’ and looked over at your brother, “You talk about me? That’s so adorable yet awkward at the same time!” Wade rolled his eyes.

“Well I usually talk about you when I run out of monologue to say. And there’s no way in hell I’m making weather talk.”

“So I’m just your plan b?” you retorted back at him.

“Pretty much! Except I don’t need to pay 13 dollars for a pill.”

“Gross!” you laughed out while slapping his arms. Vanessa looked at the scene. It was adorable. Having watched Wade interact with you made her think he’d be a great father.

Before you and Wade began a slapping war, there was a knock at the front door. You all turned to look at it.

“Who could that be?”

“Looks like dinner’s ready.” Vanessa said, walking away from the ‘living room’. You looked over at Wade, “That my cue to leave? Cause I don’t wanna be a bother…” Your brother wrapped an arm over your shoulder. “Nope, this is your cue to stay and enjoy the Chinese takeout.”

Seemed like things were going great for your brother.

-

Unfortunately, cancer’s a bitch. Fuck cancer.

When Wade called you over the phone, you knew it had to be something serious. He was a texter, not a caller.

When he called you and told you he had cancer, you headed over to his and Vanessa’s place ASAP. Vanessa explained to you what the doctors had told them, and what the treatment options were. You looked over at your brother. He was in a daze, sitting on the couch. You’ve never seen him like that before. You were hesitant when you got up from the chair Vanessa offered you and sat down next to Wade.

You slowly grabbed his hand and squeezed. He finally broke from his shock and looked over at you. Your eyes began to tear up when you began, “Wade…I can’t even imagine how you feel right now. But, please understand that I wanna help you get through this as much as I possibly can…”

Wade smiled at you, “Thanks.”

“If there is in anyway I can try to help either of you guys right now—”

“Don’t worry about me, (Y/N). I’m ok for now.” You knew that meant that he was kindly telling you that he didn’t want to talk about it right now. To drop it, at least for now.

He told you the same thing when he found out about some guy who offered to cure Wade. You didn’t see or hear from him within a year, only the doctors who claimed he had died, then were left to grieve over his supposed, deceased absence with Vanessa.

It was then a certain day where he decided to make his appearance known. You had gotten close with your brother’s widowed girlfriend as time passed by. You had eventually both had a weekly hang out routine with one another as you both began to see each other as the only family left. One day, she hadn’t answered your texts nor calls in over 3 days, which led to you searching for her at her job.

You freaked out even more when you couldn’t find her there either. Heading towards the apartment her and Wade used to share together, you worried over what could've happened to her.

Heading towards the complex, you felt uncomfortable when you noticed someone was following you. After a couple more blocks, you realized this person was most likely after something of you, or after you in general, shifting towards an alleyway, you stopped to see if the person would walk by.

When they entered the same alleyway you had prepared your fist and threw a sharp jab at the perpetrator's face. They shouted, clutching at their now dislocated jaw.

“Fucking shit balls!” The hooded figure yelled. You recognized that voice. Without hesitation you yanked the hood off. The person looked at you whilst you looked back in shock and despair.

“...Wade?” It felt like seeing some kind of ghost almost.

Your older brother sighed in defeat as he sheepishly shrugged. “Hi…”

Angrily, you began slapping and pushing at his chest as tears fell from your cheeks. “What. The. Fuck! Where have you been?! I fucking thought you were dead! You just decided to go motherfucking AWOL!” Wade stayed and took your beatings, “Why the fuck didn’t you call me or Vanessa?! Do you not care anymore?! Do you not understand how worried and how—”

You let out a loud sob, hits slowing down and going weak against his chest, “—fucking miserable we have fucking been? Do you not understand how scared I was when you left for treatment without even telling me? What even fucking happened to you?! What kind of treatment leaves you looking like that?! Wade what did you—”

Your brother grabbed both your hands, hugging you close to his chest. “I promise you I will literally explain everything. Don’t worry about me, (Y/N). But right now, I need you to help me find Vanessa.”

“Find Vanessa?” You looked up at him, snot beginning to drip from your nose. He nodded as he wiped it away with his sleeve. “I’ve been trying to get a hold of her for a couple of days.” you hiccupped.

Thus began the search for Vanessa and Ajax, leading you to meet the X-Men. Or at least a couple of them. NegaSonic Teenage Warhead seemed cool and a bit scary. Overall she was a teenager, nothing scarier than that. Colossus reminded you of a dilf, in a non-weird-sort-of-way. Overall, they seemed pretty nice—Colossus was more than friendly when you two met. You promised him a date later on.

When all the chaos was over, you ran ahead to check on your brother, despite the two X-Men’s protest. “Wa—D-Deadpool!” you didn’t know if he really cared about his secret identity or not. Regardless, you were able to make out him and, thankfully, Vanessa alive and standing. They were…making out.

You shook away your look of disgust and sprinted towards them, “Wade!”

Your brother looked away from his girlfriend, “(Y/N)!” He ran and engulfed you in a hug, spinning you around for extra measure. “You ok?” he looked you over, relieved to find no actual injury. You nodded and gestured to him, “I should be asking you that! I mean, I saw you get shot! Hell, even thrown around! It looks like you got a nasty cut o your side! You sure—”

“Woah woah woah, calm down I’m fine!” your brother said, cupping the sides of your head, “Don't worry about me, (Y/N).”

Things settled down for a bit afterwards.

Perfectly fine by you, Wade deserved it anyways.

-

He didn't deserve this. Neither did Vanessa.

You were shocked when you got a call one night and saw it was from Wade. Shakily, you got up from your bed, still in pajamas and putting on your sneakers. Bringing the phone towards your ear, you called him back, “Yes? Hello? Wade?”

It was quiet for a few seconds before he answered, “Vanessa’s dead.” he whimpered out over the line.

Oh my god.

“O-oh Wade…I-I’ll be there in a sec…c-call the police.” What the fuck were you gonna do exactly? You didn’t really know. Arriving at your car, you gripped at the steering wheel, tears falling from your cheeks. Silently sobbing, you leaned against the window, rubbing your forehead. Why? you asked yourself. Why her?

By the time you arrived, Wade was no longer there, all that was left was the police and ambulance.

-

Piotr was the one who called you and explained everything.

He told you about how your brother had disappeared a few weeks after Vanessa’s passing, he ended up in jail, and ended up saving a child somehow—something super powers related so you weren't gonna go too into detail—and he had refused to join the X-Men once again after he offered your brother again.

Apparently now he was living in some new apartment.

After thanking Colossus for the directions—and promising him another date—you headed towards…Wade’s new place?

Reaching the new complex, it looked worse than what you had. Prices in New York were already outrageous; you could only imagine how much he was paying for the pile of shit. You headed upstairs and followed the numbers on the walls.

“Let’s see…Piotr said 14D…” you mumbled while eyeing the rooms. There was a mix between loud orgy noises and yelling in general. You didn’t even begin to wonder what the stains on the walls or ceilings could be. It was bad. Very bad.

Reaching a door with a ‘14D’ taped to it, you gave a hesitant knock.

After three more tries, someone answered. “Who the fuck—” Your brother eye’s widened through the mask as he recognized it was you. “(Y/N)...”

You pushed passed him and made your way inside. “What are you doing here?” Wade asked, lazily closing the door behind him. Turning to face your brother, your eyes narrowed, “Why didn’t you bother to tell me everything that happened after…”

“After I killed Vanessa?”

You gasped and shook your head, “What do you mean—”

“I’m the one who killed her…fucking someone found out she was my girlfriend…crossed the wrong guy ‘pparently…next thing I know…someone fucking kill her…” he spoke with a slur. He sounded tired, drunk even, if that was still possible after he got his powers. “...she died…because of me…now I've just been here…tryin’ to kill myself…”

“Wade…n-no! You know damn well she wouldn’t want this! Why are you trying to end yourself?” you asked, slowly walking up to him. You reached out for a hug. He angrily pushed you away.

“SO I CAN FUCKING BE WITH HER!! DON’T YOU FUCKING UNDERSTAND THAT IT’S ALL MY FUCKING FAULT?!”

You didn’t speak up, allowing him to continue. He huffed even harder when you didn’t say anything back.

“Don’t you fucking get it?! You’re so fucking stupid! I left without leaving because look at what happened to the one girl I fucking loved?! She got killed! All because she knew me!! And y’know what's even more fuckin’ entertaining?” He grabbed a gun from the counter. You gasped, “Wade don’t—”

A shot rang through the room.

You looked horrified when he pulled the aimed gun away from his head. Blood and pieces of chunky flesh now on the side of his face, hanging on by some pieces that were still attached to his head and skull overall.

Wade sighed and let out small sobs as he put the gun back, looking at you.

“No matter how many fucking times I try…I can’t die. I can’t be with her. Even through death…”

Your brother walked past the counter and over to the kitchen, where he had towels and a medical kit. Regaining your shock back, and ignoring the fact that you're probably traumatized now, you slowly walked towards him.

“...Wade…please, you can’t do this…y’know Vanessa wouldn’t like this. How would she feel. H-How do you think I feel?” you asked shakily.

Finishing bandaging the parts of his skull he just blasted off, he looked over at you in defeat. “...Don’t worry about me, (Y/N).”

“But Wade—”

“Please…fuckin’ leave.”

“W-Wade…” You almost fell when he pushed you out the door, slamming it shut.

Ughhh idk man its 2:00 AM I'm sorry if its shitty. Happy New Year tho! Still sick sadly.

Mha boys react to pickup line PT.1

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Prompt for dc x dp crossover

Danny’s in Gotham for whatever reason be it school, work, or just for the weekend. His core by this point is fully developed and just projects calm & safety constantly cause he is constantly in a hero position back in Amity and both help him deal with people and ghosts. (Working doubly so for ghosts/ectoplasmic creatures cause they tend to need to feel it strongly for it to work on them). Anyways he comes across one of the batkids affected by the pits (Jason, Damian, Cass) who is currently very growly and violent and just yoinks them up by the back of their shirt/jacket/whatever like a disgruntled kitten.

The situation goes from a step away from violence to immediate confused and relaxed calm. Vigilante children go completely slack because WOW do they feel safe and calm right now.

Danny is too tired to notice anything other then the fact that: ghostly -> anger -> fight -> something he has to deal with

So once the area feels calm he just places whoever he grabbed gently on the ground pats their head and continues on his way. No context and by the time the bats get their heads in working order he’s already gone.

It is now a hunt to find this dude while Danny barely misses running into them by complete coincidence. He has no idea what he started and doesn’t even really remember the event cause he’s done that exact thing to calm situations down so many times in Amity that it doesn’t even register as something important to remember.

The batkids are actively pulling all the stops and just failing to find this guy. Bruce is not even involved it’s just the kids.

Kakashi: [sees you and Obito hanging out] Whats up?

Obito: I'm bonding with your datefriend. I like them. We're plotting your demise.

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touchstarved! hc’s - bnha

cw: 18+ mdni. all chars 20+, afab!reader, smut

dabi

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‎shigaraki tomura: pt 1, pt 2

katsuki bakugou

shouto todoroki

eijirou kirishima

denki kaminari

aizawa shouta: pt 1, pt 2

sero hanta

izuku midoriya

hitoshi shinsou

monoma neito

tenya iida

tamaki amajiki

mezo shoji

mr. compress

toshinori yagi

a/n: currently accepting requests for your fave mha boy ♡ﾟ