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IM OBSESSED, IVE READ THIS LIKE 6 TIMES JUST CS ITS NICE DONEODHODNSIWJ

Miles Morales x chaotic Reader~♡

Pairing(s): Miles x Gn! Reader (gender non-specific, no use of pronouns)

A/N: just everyones favorite chaotic duo

Reader is also a vigilante

You two were like tweedle dee and tweedle dum. Always around each other one way or another.

A typical school day to Miles was you both walking to school together and starting your day off with a not so upbeat attitude.

To say that Miles was a bit shocked that someone as chaotic as you hasn't been expelled was an understatement.

You werent loud per se but well... you were definitely troublesome.

Always dragging Miles to some new adventure, just as risky as the last.

Miles always calls you the chaotic one as if he wasn't the polar opposite of his civilian self when he's Spiderman .

Its like he's a whole new person .. not that, thats a bad thing

Some could say your chaoticness has had some influence on Miles. At first he was hesitant to go all out on criminals and notorious villians, however once you came into the scene it was like he was your own reflection.

You two became so notorious for wreaking havoc on all of new york, eventually, Miles told you to call it quits since the media was having a field day.

Doesn't stop how notorious you've become amongst the media and how your fanbase is just as notorious.

Now, back at school its pretty much the same.

You, being the trouble and Miles just being... sorta there...

Its kinda ironic since you're known as the chaotic troublesome kid around others while in the eyes of Rio and Jeff you're the best kid there is to have their son around

He swears sometimes it's like you're their kid instead of him...

No Cs ong me

Incorrect quotes pt.2

Atsv x male reader

Characters: Peter b. Parker, hobie, gwen, miles, miguel

Genre: crack

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M/n: The Ocean is a soup.

Peter b. Parker:

Peter b. Parker: Do elaborate.

M/n: What are needed for something to be a soup?

Peter b. Parker: Erm... Water, salt, some form of vegetation, and personally I prefer some meat in mine.

M/n: *Tilts head*

Peter b. Parker: The Ocean is a Soup.

M/n: The Ocean is a Soup.

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Hobie: Christmas is cancelled.

Miles: You can't cancel a holiday.

Hobie: Keep it up, miles, and you'll lose New Year's too.

Miles: What does that mean?

Hobie: m/n take New Year's away from miles

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M/n: Hey, I say we go down there, kick miles’s door in, and let him know that we’re in town.

Gwen: That ain’t the way we do things here. We may have to go in there and run a con, drop a bug, do the smooth talking.

M/n: Okay, you come with me, you do the smooth talking, let’s go.

Gwen: No, we just can’t go in there and kick down miles’s door. We need a plan.

M/n: Well who makes the plans?

Gwen: miguel

M/n: miguel, what's the plan?

Miguel: You guys are gonna go down there, kick miles’s door in, let him know you’re in town.

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Reblogs are greatly appreciated:)

IVE NEVER SEEN ANY OF THIS PERSONS CONTENT BUT THEY HAVE MY FULL SUPPORT

Fuck them lazy ass bitches 😭 how can you write a whole novel but too lazy to put the gender of the reader.. I was peacefully reading a fanfic and then i got bump with "Good girl" or "Baby girl" MAN. IF I CAN WRITE A FANFIC I'M GOING TO BUMP YOU BITCHES WITH "Y/n pull out his big fat cock" ONCE I LEARN TO BE BETTER AT ENGLISH AND BEING ABLE TO WRITE A FANFIC IT'S OVER FOR Y'ALL.

~Precious indeed~ Imagine

He looked up from his food to you, smiling as he waved. Staring at his gorgeous eyes with a dreamy look on your face you waved back as he went back to eating, "You're amazing, even when you're not trying to be ya' are", You spoke out. Staring at you confused he tilted his head giggling "W-what??", grabbing a glass of water so he wouldn't choke. Shrugging your shoulders, gazing at him like there was nothing better on this planet to do. Leaning over the table, grabbing his face and kissing his forehead, he was even more confused but you were even more in love.

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GAWD DAMNNN THIS WAS SO GOOD

selective kindness

notes: written as a request from here! it wasn't specified if you wanted the hcs to be romantic or platonic, so i went with a more platonic scenario :)

contains: kenny mccormick x gender neutral reader, craig tucker x gender neutral reader, kyle broflowski x gender neutral reader

characters: kenny, craig, kyle

warnings: n/a

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Most kids found you intimidating, others thought you were straight up weird. Your aggressive nature and snappy comments wasn't out of the ordinary for this school, but that didn't do much to ease the tension the followed wherever you went. It came as more than a shock to find out that you seemed to drop the attitude around...

꒰ kenny. ꒱

kenny doesn't care if you're mean to him or not. he deals with his friends every day, so anything that came out of your mouth couldn't possibly be worse than what he heard at the bus stop every day.

he appreciated you chilling out around him, though! anything that makes his day a little easier is a win in his mind

he feels a little badass when he walks around with you at school. watching you snap on people who come close to you is literally so entertaining to him 💀

he instigates your temper tantrums sometimes

꒰ craig. ꒱

craig was fully ready to drop the most vile insults at you when he was randomly paired with you for a project

that middle finger was locked and ready

but the insults don't come. in fact, you act sweeter when he's in your presence

he tries to test how far your patience will last with him. he does not believe that you if all people should be able to last long without snapping on someone

after a while, you start to grow on him, and he starts to enjoy his time around you! he just wishes you could find a quieter way to express your anger, so that you didn't land yourself in detention so much

“ i'm telling you, just flip 'em off. it says a lot more than yelling. ”

꒰ kyle. ꒱

kyle doesn't know how to feel. on one hand, he would rather not have someone else being an asshole to him at school. on the other hand, this feels like a front

why are you so nice?? did you want something from him??

being around cartman so much makes him very suspicious of your intentions

that doesn't mean he doesn't take advantage of it. in his mind, he would rather make you snap on cartman's ass now than have you snap on himself later

he is very suprised when you actually stick around him. he doesn't mind it though! he really loves having a scary guard dog friend

Im just picky at this point lmao

I'm so done with seeing the writing style of

"You asshole, suck a dick." (Aka coloured speech/People speaking is coloured) AND Y/N IS ALWAYS PINK, and it's just the whole fic in general, bc I mostly read Genderneutral stuff even tho my bio says Genderfluid. It's like people hate not having a feminine coded reader, like we get it that's your main style of writing but like drop a hint? Just add a little side note that it's "Feminine coded", and I'm not saying pink is a feminine colour because like be fr it's a colour people :/, but it's how people write the reader ex. 'Y/n applied their glittery lip gloss and popped her pink lips' "Mmm strawberry" and than having the audacity to say that the fic is actually Genderneutral, when THEY LITERALLY USED 'HER', especially cause there are all different kinds of Genderneutral people, some masculine, some feminine all valid. But just a little side note would be nice yk. -_-

Preach

plenty of "girl who looks cute wearing her boyfriend's clothes" content out there but not enough "guy who looks cute wearing his girlfriend's clothes" in my opinion. where's your commitment. where's your bisexuality.

Fuck sake, this is getting annoying

When will writers realise that calling your piece 'Genderneutral' than slapping us in the face with "Good girl" or "Good boy" isn't yk AT ALL GENDER-NEUTRAL, how would you like it if I wrote something and called it 'Female reader' than called you everything gender related under the sun that wasn't at all close to female? You'd hate it wouldn't ya? Cause at this point, ya'll wanna fight istg.

Me secretly hoping for a part two: 👀👀

a gradum ad lumen - part 1 .

decided to post the first chapter to the Maze Runner fanfic I discussed earlier, I thought it would be a good way to ease back into things after my prolonged absence.  hope you all enjoy, please contact me if you have any specific requests for the series and let me know what you think!  ending is also a bit rushed, because i was super excited to get this posted for you guys, but i already have the second chapter in the works.

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Word count: 2.1k!

Warnings : general TMR TWS; blood, slight gore, disturbing ideas / images, and depicted injuries.

Pronouns used: they/them – gender-neutral.

Prompt(s) used: “Who knows.  Maybe we’ve actually made it out of this hellhole after all.”

Pairing: TMR x GN!Reader.

A/N: just one; i imagined reader had a slight british accent when writing this, but feel free to think otherwise!!  this is also open to any skin tones, body sizes, etc.  i believe in inclusion to the fullest, and plan to make a few fanfics w/ a practising muslim reader in the future; lmk if you have any ideas! 

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Staying out in the Maze was likely a dumb idea, especially with the ever-present thought of the fact that the Doors were bound to close at any minute pounding at the back of your head.

Nevertheless, your eyes were fixated on the sight in front of you, hands on your hips as e/c irises took in the thick vines that were rooted into the cracks lining the stone floor and stretched as far as the eye could see up the surrounding walls.  Your hand reached up to thread through h/c coloured tresses, thoughts bumbling about your head in an analytical manner. 

E/c coloured eyes moved after the beetle-blade, the metal, bug-like machine chittering as its red-light flicked across the wall it was scampering along before pausing.  Almost as though it sensed your presence, the thing’s head turned to you, camera staring right back at you as it focused on the stationary Glader.  You took a challenging stride toward it, surprised by the fact that it didn’t even move, the step bearing an experimental trial as well as it encouraged them onward.  You were quick to take advantage of the situation, leaping after the machine and closing the few metres of distance between you and the beetle blade in the process.  

Unfortunately, the sudden movement on your end had sent the beetle-blade shooting further along the wall, bee-lining it straight for a crack in the stone that it would just barely manage to fit into.  However, after months of trying to catch one of the blasted things, you’d come to learn a trick or two.  You kicked off the ground, clearly determined to finally get your hands on one of the rutting machines even if it meant having to risk the slight detour from heading back to the Glade.  

You swiftly scaled among the vines, arm shooting above head as your fingertips came to wrap around one of its legs just as the machine made to disappear.  Triumph shot through you as you were about to yank the thing back and disarm it, focused solely on the task at hand when a swift shout that consisted purely of  your name halted everything and sent them tumbling backwards when your single-handed grip on the vines jerked loose in surprise.

Your ankle, however, was more reluctant to follow, remaining  entangled amongst the vines, a sharp jerk sending jolts of pain through your leg the minute your back slammed against the hard, unforgiving floor.  The pain flared, your vision swaying as your eyes flicked to the shoes of the now approaching figure, clearly not pleased with the situation in the slightest as a frustrated and slightly pained groan drew past your lips.  Your thoughts of irritated agony echoed the emotion vividly as you practically felt  the bruises forming along your ankle, only to be interrupted by the same person who had caused you to lose your balance in the first place, a teasing lilt now lacing the newcomer’s voice, which you could easily pinpoint as Minho, 

“Man, I knew you liked me, but I didn’t realise you’d be throwing yourself at my feet the minute you heard me.  Not that I can blame you, I am pretty hot,”  Came his playful words, causing you to set your  jaw in an exasperated grimace before snapping a response. 

“Slim it, before it’s your ankle getting broken, shank,”  You growled, accent heavy and thick in their unpleasant predicament.  You took note of the airy laugh their running partner allowed to bubble past him before crouching beside you and gently unwinding the shrubbery the held them captive, leaving you to wince as your leg dropped to the floor alongside your other leg with a harsh ‘thump’.  “Bloody hell, that hurts like a fucking–,”

“Woah there, you think Newt’d approve of that kind of language?”  Minho snickered from somewhere behind you, the volume of his laughter only rising as you tilted your head back to shoot him the best glare you could muster from the ground.  After a few beats, he finally stifled the rest of his bemused sounds, eyes flicking from your haphazard position and back to your eyes that strained to keep pace with his own before he rolled his eyes and crouched down to offer you a hand up. 

You were rolling onto your stomach in an instant, gingerly twisting your aching leg a moment later with great care as to not let it snag in the chipped concrete floor before you flung your hand into Minho’s outstretched one while huffing a begrudging sigh.  His grip was cold and assuaging in contrast to your heated and unpleasant grasp from being pressed against the Maze’s floor, you noted in the fleeting moment in which your eyes met once more, only for you to bite back a bark of pain as you attempted to settle a sliver of weight onto your leg.  Had it not been for the Keeper’s firm grasp on you, you would have stumbled right back to the ground and likely been left there had he not shown up in the first place, but he offered a teasing scoff instead and slung your hand that was already in his own gloved one across his shoulders.  You obliged with his actions gratefully, almost gasping in relief as you felt the crushing weight alleviated from your injured leg, and began stumbling alongside Minho as he set a rather swift pace that you struggled to keep up with, considering you were only left with only one good leg.  

“Keep up or we might as well roll out a picnic blanket and wait for the Grievers to come and enjoy the quick meal we’d make for them,”  He managed after you stumbled for the nth time, his breathing clearly heavy, and the signs of strain obvious, but he didn’t so much as falter as he continued practically dragging you in the direction of the East Doors.  You couldn’t help but cast a partially distressed glance in his direction, feeling nothing but sorrow at the unnecessary weight you were forcing him to bear, but you knew that he would only tighten his grip on you if you tried to manage without him, so it was a losing game either way.  You cast a final glance his way, but he seemed to catch notice of your lingering stare in his peripheral vision, not even fully turning his head as his mahogany irises focused on the twisting corner wreathed with thickly woven vines just up ahead.  “What’re you lookin’ at, shank?”

You pushed off the ground with your good leg, springing forward and stumbling a few steps as Minho matched strides with you, huffing your response between focused breaths and sighs,  “Nothing.  Uh –,”  you panted softly, sweat beading on your forehead as you continued to manage single steps in the time Minho made three paced strides.  “ – anything planned for tonight?” 

The two of you rounded the corner and you could practically feel your running partner quaver in relief, his response breathless but audible as the two of you attempted to hurry through the homestretch. 

“A big plate of whatever crap Frypan has cooked and a warm shower to rest my weary bones.”

You were about to scoff a laugh the moment you cleared the Doors, already shouldering him with an eye roll and a witty quip soon to follow, when someone called out to you and Minho.  Both your heads turned in unison, your steady steps pausing as his arm fell to your waist to hold you steady, and a beaming smile instantly made way through your exasperated frown as you caught sight of Chuck ambling straight for you, Newt trotting not far behind.  

“What happened?  You guys were out for like, two hours longer than usual!”  The younger boy exclaimed as he approached, finally taking in the sight of you leaning against Minho and his arm around your form before he gagged and darted away.  “Get a room!”

You choked a surprised laugh at the suddenness of Chuck’s joke, watching his retreating figure stick out his tongue at Minho’s irritated expression, which made him look as though he was about to go after him had it not been for Newt’s prompt arrival.  You greeted him with a soft “hey” and the same smile that had been present for the short period of time you had to talk to Chuck, which the blonde seemed to eagerly return, nodding at Minho and taking in the closeness between the two of you.   

“You two had an eventful evening, huh?”  There was no malice in his voice, merely just an amusingly intrigued tone to his words as he gestured to Minho’s gentle hold on your waist, which made you fumble over your words momentarily, rapidly moving to explain the situation as your hands flicked subconsciously along with your rushed train of thought.

“Oh, uh, Minho distracted me whilst I was trying to grab a beetle-blade, and I ended up falling.  Blew my bloody ankle, it seems,”  You gesticulated to the obviously sparse pressure you were putting on your leg with a slightly nervous laugh as Newt cracked into a brighter grin.  

“It was your fault,”  Came Minho’s facetious remark before he cursed under his breath suddenly and knocked your shoulder.  “Since you’re too busy chattin’ up a storm, I’m gonna have to do the maps, aren’t I.” 

It was the second in command’s turn to scoff lightly  and wave a dismissive hand in the Asian’s direction. 

“Consider it an order.” 

“The things I do for you shanks.” 

“Yeah, a bloody hard life you have, shank,”  Newt mused, his smile never once faltering before his eyes finally strayed back to you.  “I’ll get Jack or Clint over, see what they can do in the meanwhile.  Probably just needs to keep off it for a while, take it easy.”  

“Ay, ay,”  He quipped, a lazy, two fingered salute his makeshift form of a farewell, quick to turn on his heel after his fingertips tapped your shoulder in a reassuring manner before he jogged off in the direction of the Map Room, leaving you and Newt to your devices.  

The two of you immediately fell into a bout of comfortable silence as he slowly edged toward you, taking Minho’s place at your side and slipping an arm across your shoulders before looking to you for silent confirmation to begin guiding you to the Medjack hut.  You nodded easily, instantly finding a compromised speed to limp alongside Newt, your own arm settled just under his shoulder blades as you both made your way across the Glade with the sun fully beginning to set behind you.  

“So,”  He began after a moment, doe eyes fixated wholly on you as you carefully navigated through the swishing grass.  Gladers were bustling about the expansive courtyard, some carrying plates loaded with food while Builders wrapped up the day, Gally’s shouting fit heard even from the distance you and Newt were as he ordered the others around.  “You ready for tomorrow?” 

Your head perked up in curiosity, brow furrowing as you called upon even the slightest memory to recall what was supposed to be taking place the next day, finding rather quickly that you wouldn’t be able to.  You offered te blonde a confused look as you continued to keep pace with him as best you could, only stumbling every few feet or so now that you were walking across the even terrain of the grass-laden field.  “What’s going on tomorrow?” 

The second in command chuckled, the sound more akin to the shard of a melody plucked out of a long-since-forgotten song, ancient and rich and beautiful as the golden rays of the dissipating light hit the panes of his face and sent the amber tones to his eyes sparking.  It was truly a peaceful moment, one that you found yourself eager to meld into as you laughed alongside him. 

“Greenie day.  I’m surprised you didn’t remember though, you’re usually more on top of it than I am.” 

You hummed.  It was odd, how something so big followed by the most looked forward to night of the month followed right after slipped your mind, but you figured that in combination to the surge of new Runners and having to train them alongside Minho had proved to be a bigger distraction than you had originally though.  So you shrugged, a content sigh tugging at your lips as you leaned into Newt with a nod.

“‘spose so.  Let’s just hope they aren’t another nutjob like Gally.”

True words, true words indeed

okkk I'm just askinggg why do ppl who strictly use she/her get so mad when males make xmale reader ffcs....LIKE YOU HAVE YOUR OWN WHY ARE YOU COMPLAINING!!!

"Oh theres not enough female fics, and blah blah blah."

OK so if you follow my blog, (which is not much like at all-) you know that I go by they/him will read both mxm and mxn.b

I've seen this shit before like when females decide NOT to follow the rules of she/her she/they WOMAN DNI and just continue to read it like they don't check.

And then they start to ask why they get Blocked like hmmm I didn't follow the rules of someones post why did I get blocked??

So dude just follow ppls rules so we can avoid drama, if you wanna read it you have to be the right gender then, read whats for you, cuz if you dont specify the gender for sure so many females will pop up.

ALSO STOP PUTTING TITTIES OR PUSSY FOR GN SHIT.

Like they may either be afab or amab but not all ppl are happy to see the words princess, queen, or baby girl when it says gn.

PUT THE RIGHT GENDER OR PUT AFAB GN ITS NOT THAT HARD TO FIX YOUR DAMN TAGS!!!

...thats all♡♡

:D

Omw to watch avatar, who knows might make a fic or two

Update: I want this movie to start already

He's hot ya can't help it 🤷

Y/N : Damn, it’s cold.

Soap : Here, take my jacket, I’m not even that cold.

Y/N : Thanks, I’ll give it back tomorrow.

[Later At Night]

Y/N, aggressively inhaling in Soap’s jacket scent whilst curled up inside it : I’m not giving this back.

Fanfiction Icks/ Writer/Reader icks

Warnings: This is will contain, dark topics, Swearing and problematic issues

Side notes:

-This is MY opinion, if you don't like it scroll away

-Some of these are very long

-I will keep adding to this for probably any time I get a writing or reader ick

When the reader gets a dog and names it a human name, ain't no body want a dog named Lola. Lola??? Fr???

Describing the 'reader insert' with commonly white features, ex. Straight locs of hair, soft and pale skin (ick), your cute button nose (really???) (Side note, I'm a mixed person but the only white features I have is my skin colour (which is pretty naturally tanned tbh) so you could imagine my annoyance when the author writes the reader with straight hair ect)

Giving us a crap load of trauma with none of it making sense. Like if we experience a traumatic event NO WE ARENT JUST GONNA BRUSH PASS IT???

Making the story an Oc when it's labelled reader insert. Sorry but no surprisingly I do NOT have green eyes and long straight golden blonde locks believe it or not

Making the relationship between the characters seem pedophilic, like why are we 4'9, busty but so skinny, no scars, no ability to defend ourselves, no nothing but we dating ghost? Specifically for war or soldier based readers it's just bad writing at that point

Like 75% of the bnha writing community, that shit is either Rape, Abusive or overall hella dark, this also leads back to number 5, they make us look and act like a literal 8 year old while we work with heroes. Now I'm fine with age regression and stuff like that but in no way is that ever mentioned in the post were just portrayed as a child dating teenagers

Body shaming, why should I be depressed that my body's different from yours? Yes people do want to look different from how they already and yes people get surgeries to change how they look and that's OKAY, I support them! But in no way shape or form should a writer ever make a writing piece about you needing to change your body to please others

Body shaming Pt.2, Writing a character who clearly has a set in stone body type and getting rid of it for a more 'aesthetically pleasing' body type. Re-designing a strong, muscular AFAB character like Korra or Miruko as a weak and less muscular version of themselves without adding an AU or plot where they end up like that takes away representation and the entire purpose of their story, same with only writing AMAB people with strong, muscular and toned body. It's unrealistic and makes your writing displeasurable to read

Any teacher/student type of relationships. I refuse to go explain this, an age gap is completely fine and I sometimes read that but making it between a teacher and any kind of student is extremely unacceptable

Lying about your Homophobia, listen I'm completely fine with you not writing LGBTQ+ pieces because your straight and think you'll mess up, yes that's totally fine but not doing it because you hate the idea of us liking more than one gender or not liking anyone at all than saying you're an ally? Really?

Lying about tags, this is mostly aimed at the people who use she/her or he/him pronouns in fics they've labelled as Gender neutral, come on people YOU'RE BETTER THAN THAT

(Jojolover21 reminded me of this one) When you give the reader a set nationality or race, like were not all Americans, I'm Australian and you know damn well if I even SEE LITTLE HINTS that we EVEN SLIGHTY American best believe I'm clicking off. ICKK

This is a VERY personal opinion on this type of writing but Parental issues written poorly, as someone who has experience dealing with abusive parenting or any abusive guardianship relation it pisses me off when I see people who romantise, sexualise or overall shit on the fact that people have shitty parents for the sake of their story. Yes all peoples experiences are different but if we get brutally beaten everyday, we're definitely, One: going to develop some aspects of issues, like traumatic episodes, strict and strange boundaries and types of behaviours who people with normal parents wouldn't have, Two: Going to have to WORK through your issues with said guardian if the reader wants to, no one on gods green earth would wanna talk to their mother after she sold them for no reason like do I really to say that????? And Three: under no circumstances would we all turn out the same (this is about if the abused reader has siblings), if the reader is more physically abused either sexually or aggressively they may act similar to their siblings yes but they won't have the same reactions to their brother for example who got mentally and emotionally abused

On the topic of parents, this is one is kinda nit picky but making the reader an official characters biological kid, especially if the parents are two of the same race, like just say you're not trying to be inclusive cause dya know how EASY it is to write the fact that somebody's adopted?? 'Oh but it won't make it as meaningful, oh woe is me on being called out' Bitch, that's your own writing if you can't write it to be everything you wanna claim it to be don't write it simple 🤷

When the reader has no character development what so ever, for example. Putting the reader in an abusive relationship them realising its abusive AND FINISHING THE STORY OFF WITH THEM IN THE SAME ABUSIVE RELATIONSHIP

Don't tag with Gn!reader or any of the sort if it has pronouns other than they/them, it's un godly annoying 😒

Like and reblog if you can relate to this

GN and Male Readers when they see a Female Reader story in the GN and Male Reader tags:

¡¿The UA students fuckery and Y/N's need for mischief¡¿ Pt.1

A series of short scenarios that you, the UA students and Faculty will be put through :]]

Warnings: Under-aged use of drugs, Swearing, mild violence, Y/N being inappropriate

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Y/N: Hey shinso, what's your type?

Shinso: *Flat faced and muttered* You

Y/N: S-sorry what? 😃🤨

Shinso: Y-YOUR CLASSMATES *flustered*

Bakugou: Fucking idiots

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Todoroki: Why is this food so dry?

Midoriya: Yea, it needs something....maybe sauce??

Denki and Y/N staring at eachother: WHERE THE FUCK IS THE LAMB SAUCE?!

Mina and Sero: W-w-what the fuck you two *Absolutely dying*

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*Sero and Y/N walk in red eyed and delirious*

Y/N: I'm just saying if Bakugou had style he'd pull more fishes

Sero: Did you just say wishes?

Y/N; FISHES, BAKUGOU NEEDS FISHES

Bakugou: What the fuck are you idiots going on about? *Sparky boom hands* 💥💥

Y/N: *Slaps him and runs outside not at all prepared for tornado warning weather*

Iida: Y/N GET BACK IN HERE NOW, QUIRK OR NOT NO ONE SHOULD BE OUTSIDE DURING A TORNADO WARNING AND YOU AND SERO NEED TO STOP COMING BACK TO THE DORMS UNDER THE INFLUENCE

Bakugou: Alright what the fuck is wrong with this mad house of a school

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*Mirio in a wall with his head poking out*

Y/N: *Dragging a very large and suspicious bag outside towards the forest and looks up at him* Well, uhm- *smacks lips* If you fuck off and tell no one of what you're seeing I will suck your dick 👀

Mirio: *Slowly sinks back into the wall while giving them a thumbs up*

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Ojiro: *Working out in the gym*

Denki: *Flies by outside the window*

Ojiro: Alright what the fuck *Looks outside to see everyone using denki as a ball playing hot potato*, Nope nevermind

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*Y/N asleep on the couch*

Shouji: They don't get enough sleep do they?

Midoriya: No they don't, their sleep schedule hasn't been great since well birth. I'm sure they have insomnia

Iida: I suggest we wake our classmate up so they can sleep peacefully in their room! *hand chops*

Bakugou: You wake them up and you'll lose your hands four eyes *💥💥*

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*Y/N walks into the dorms red faced and hazey*

Denki: What's up with you?

Midoriya: Mirko Complinted their fighting style, so now they've been giddy all day

Y/N: ☺ *off in their own world*

Sero: What a simp

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Hope you enjoyed!! :]]

Be sure to always tell me if I accidentally gender the reader, I try my best to be inclusive to my fellow Enbys ^^

When you try out non-Gn reader for a change but they all consist of 'vulpotous curvy paper thin bodies" or "Small, frail figure dwarthed by even mineta, with your petite and fragile body meekly trying to cling to his large colossal arm " like wtf-

Never again 😒

Truly a moment

AHHHH MY FIRST LIKE ON MY FIRST WRITTEN POST, I KNOW ITS ONLY A SIGNLE LIKE BUT YEAAAA 💥

I appreciate whoever likes my writing :]]

✼　 ҉ ✼ DORM SHENANIGANS ✼　 ҉ ✼

BNHA x Gn!reader

Warnings: Swearing, mild violence, mineta existing

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~Third POV~

It was the second week in the dorms, you had all settled in nicely, it was around 9am and everyone was awake, well except for you. You were passed out on your bedroom floor, seeing as you were up all night doing God knows what you were quite worn out so now you're just spread out on the black rug on your floor. Sleeping was ni- *BANG BANG BANG*, "WHAT THE FU-" You shot up instantly in a confused and agitated state, "OI DUMBASS GET UP, THOSE IDIOTS CAN'T COOK FOR SHIT AND I REFUSE TO TEACH THEIR USELESS ASSES" Bakugou screamed at you behind your door as you got up, flipped him off and got dressed.

Grabbing your phone and your Bluetooth headphones you pocketed both/ your phone and layed your headphones around the back of your neck. Exiting your dorm and closing the door as you rubbed the sleep from your eyes making your way to the kitchen area. "Alright, what'd you idiots need help with aga-" , you paused seeing the disaster the kitchen was in "Oh God what the hell, WHAT THE HELL IS THIS??" You panicked wondering how a group of UA students could mess up such an easy life skill, some mystery food was very much charcoal burnt, Midoriya was crying and Momo was clearly about to have a breakdown. " I just wanted our c-class to have a g-group breakfasSSSTT" She spoke to herself as she suddenly burst into tears. You ran upto her looking/up/down at her tearfilled eyes and awkwardly embraced her as chaos ran through the dorm, "Heyy, it's alright I have half decent cooking skills so I'm sure I'll be able to salvage whatever they were exactly aiming to make" You cringed as you spoke trying your best to not want to hurl than and there. "Alright, everyone OUT, I need this space for a whole hour and NO ONE interrupting me either please and thank you", You spoke clapping your hands and quickly got to work cleaning up before starting to cook.

Mesmerised by your efficiency in the kitchen Midoriya, Kirishima, Mineta and Hagakure stared at you with amazement and pure joy.

With such extreme focus you prepared a breakfast to feed your entire class and left-overs, of course you didn't need to but you wanted to. You enjoyed/didn't enjoy cooking but/so you were happy to help with breakfast/ you did enjoy making sure your class was taken care of so you cooked anyway. "Food's ready! Come eat!" You called out towards your dorm mates as they all started rushing in like a stampede. You had prepared a variety of foods, ranging from hardy brunch or light smooth sides. "OH WOW! THIS LOOKS DELICIOUS L/N" Hagakure says with joy as you laugh and scratch the back of your neck "Thank you and you all know I prefer my first name even if we all aren't extremely close?" You respond nonchalantlly, feeling uncomfortable with people calling you by your last name even if it was respectful. "Oh right! Thank you for the meal!" Everyone but Bakugou shouts and bows their heads as they all start plating their food. Grabbing your own plate you sit down at one of the far left tables. Sitting just across from bakugou he snarled at you "Oi Q/B/N (quirk based nickname) what the hell are you doing?", He glared at you with egg hanging from his chopsticks, "Chill out Bakugou, I'm still tired I don't feel like making conversations with the others" You called back at him, stuffing your face with rice. 4 other plates slam down next to both of you. Sero, Mina, Kirishima and Kaminari accompanied you all chatting and eating.

You spaced out with food still in your mouth, Bakugou nudged your shin with his foot, shaking your head you swallowed your food, "Hm?" You tilted your head at him as he nudged his head towards Mineta harassing Ojiro and Deku. You gripped your chopsticks "What does this grape fuck want with them?" You stood up and slammed down your chopsticks, walking towards them but being stopped by Bakugou with him putting a hand just infront of your stomach, you glared at him but he only stared at the three of them leaving you confused but a flow of admiration gushed against you when you saw Ojiro himself grab mineta and throw him against a wall, "You're really annoying mineta, but atleast I was gentle" He said sitting back down and continuing his meal. You clapped your hands and sat back down also to continue eating, "Ya know, some of these idiots aren't that bad, but that doesn't mean I like anyone here!" Bakugou chirped at you while you chuckled in response "Yea yea, I know, so how's the food?" You asked sparking conversation, "It's decent, a little light in my opinion, besides I like spicy food alot more than regular food." He responded, you nodded  understanding his point of view "Oi, are you doing anything today Q/B/N? God knows these extras are more mindless than sheep" He questioned you, you and Kirishima definitely got along with Bakugou more than the rest of the class did with him. "Yea, I'm picking up my costume from Power Loader and Hatsume, got it fixed and added some simple support items nothing big but still took longer than normal adjustments" You explained as he took in the information "I'm coming with you extra" He spat at you,"I- You're what? Why?" You retorted in confusion, "BECAUSE I SAID SO NERD!" He shot up and yelled,picked up his finished plate to go wash it and went to get ready. "Damn Bakuhoe what's your deal" You whispered as you also went to clean your dishes. Mina and Kaminari started crying laughing once they heard your comeback "God Y/N that name was ge-", as you put your plate in the sink you noticed something, "WHO IN GODS NAME BURNT THE PAN THIS BADLY?!?" Your voice rang in everyone's ears. "Oh shit" Kaminari sweat dropped "I'm screwed" He squeaked out as he ran for his dorm. "Y/N NO" the class shouted, "GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE, I BOUGHT THAT PAN"  You ran after him.

Ah yes, another day in the 1A dorms.

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