This Is My Favourite Post Of All Time

This is my favourite post of all time ♥

(edit : I found it like that,no idea of the owner. I take absolutely no credit. I’d love to know who did it though. Inspiring job!)

I’m here for these tweets

Tom Holland does Rihanna’s “Umbrella” on Lip Sync Battle

Can I request a scenario where Kiyoko has a s/o that looks really intimidating, like piercings, undercut etc. they come to pick her up after practice and scare Yachi and Hinata. I really love your blog i binged it all yesterday, thank you 💓

✧･ﾟ intimidating s/o ✧･ﾟ headcanons

↳ a/n: omg this is my first time writing hc’s for kiyoko tysm🥺ily

↦ pairings: kiyoko shimizu x gn!reader

↦ warnings: i didn’t proofread cus it’s like 4am lol but thas it!

↳ ***quened post

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→ you and karasuno’s sweetheart, kiyoko shimizu, had been dating for a while. the vbc knew because of one day that she told them to back off, but they didn’t really know much about you - like how you acted, what you looked like, etc.

→ so the day that you showed up to walk her back to her place - all eyes were on you

→ i’m talking, hinata stopped MID-SPIKE because he was like “•_• wha-who-who are you?????!!”

→ kiyoko was packing her bag up so you walked over, “hi, love” she said and kissed you on the cheek

→ cue surprised volleyball club

→ like their faces were identical to that surprised pikachu meme

→ they stared at you two for a few seconds to process it and then all walked over to gather around

→ yachi was uh...a little more scared than she should have been. poor girl was standing right next to kiyoko and clinging to her arm😭

→ ofc she had heard about you from kiyoks but she didn’t think you were so....intimidating

→ people thought asahi was spooky?? NAH!! ur piercings, undercut, and demeanor made everyone way more nervous even though u were really just a softie for ur cute ass girlfriend

→ tanaka and noya were lowkey just making sure i were treating kiyoko right LMFFF

→ suga clapped his hands together, “ah! y/n! nice to finally meet you”

→ noya poked at your arm, “nice piercing! i want one!”

→ literally no one else was really that intimidated. just hinata and yachi HSBSHAH

→ hinata looked at you with an eyebrow raised, “d-didn’t that hurt though??”

→ y/n: “i guess? it was fine”

→ hinata on the inside: oHmyGOD HOW DID IT JOT HURT THATS SO SCARYIMGONNA- WHATTHE HECK WHH ARE THEY SO

→ hinata on the outside: 👁👄👁 t-that’s good

→ kageyama literally had to smack him on the back to snap him back to reality

→ YACHI WAS DISSOCIATING SHBSBAH

→ you tapped her on the shoulder, “are you okay?”

→ yachi: PLeaSE I KNOW U AND KIYOKO ARE VERY HAPPY BUTPLEASS DONTHURT ME IM NOT EVEN THAT FUN TO HURT I PROMISEyOU-

you: ?????

kiyoko: ?????

→ everyone else just looked at u like,,, we’re so sorry- dont mind her, she gets like this

→ kiyoko had to grab yachi’s hand to shush her LMDNS - “yachi, you’re fine. i’ve talked to you about y/n remember?”

→ she nodded up and down, trying not to show how nervous she actually was LOL

→ kiyoko: “they’re really sweet, see?”

→ YOU AWKWARDLY WAVED TO HER THE WHOLE SITUATION WAS AWKWARD LMFKSNS

→ she grabbed your hand and turned back to face the door, “i’ll uh. see you guys tomorrow then?”

→ you said bye and bowed your head for scaring the two first years lolol

→ when you were walking kiyoko home, you asked her about how scary they thought u were

→ kiyoko: “yachi thought that people from another team were going to eat her once. you’re fine, trust me”

→ she looked back at you, your hands still braided together, “you’re not scary to me, babe. i like you just the way you are”

→ meanwhile - back at the gym::::

→ hinata, whispering to yachi: they were scary right?

→ yachi: YEAH a little bit i j-

→ tsuki, passing by: you guys are overreacting. they seemed fun

→ yachi & hinata: THEYWERE tERRIFYING WHATAREU TSLKINGABOUT

It is refreshing to see a congresswoman, who is unencumbered by corporate cash, speak truth to power.

I hate him!

Imagine~

Harry Potter x Fem!Reader

WARNINGS: Ron eating. The green beast!

(SET ORDER OF THE PHOENIX)

“Do you honestly think I’ll fail my test?” Harry asked Y/n in the common room.

“Yeah.” She replied nonchalantly. He punched her arm playfully.

“Right, sorry. Uh, no.” Y/n said, smiling at him crookedly.

“You know, you’re not help at all in the comforting department.” Harry smiled cheekily at her.

“Yeah, I don’t think I am.” Y/n agreed, leaning her back on the couch. 

“What are you good at then?” Harry asked, subconsciously taking her hand.

Y/n flushed slightly. “Sleeping and eating.”

“I’m sorry, Ron has already taken that position of talent.” 

“God dammit, Ronald!” Y/n sighed, thinking.

“I’m good at… Harry help me out here.” She ordered him, looking at him expectantly.

“You’re good at getting out of bed,” Y/n chuckled slightly. “Being pretty, being my friend, Defense Against The Dark Arts, Potions; I don’t know how you do that.”

“Oh.” Y/n realized she could do a lot of things. “I’m not pretty.”

“Sure you are.” Harry said with ease, wishing he won’t muck up on complementing her.

Y/n was blushing furiously, a scowl on her face. “Well, I have to go.”

“Uh, yeah.” Harry cleared his throat awkwardly.

“Well, bye.” Y/n jumped off the couch, scurrying towards Hermione who was doing her homework. She sat in front of the bushy haired girl with a huff.

Hermione looked up with a quirked brow. “What’s got your wand in a twist?”

“Harry! I hate him!” Y/n exclaimed, throwing her hands in the air.

“I thought you guys were just laughing on the couch…” Hermione trailed off confused. “Sorry, why do you hate him?”

“Because he’s so mushy, compliments me and he’s always smiling making me smile, and-”

“I’m sorry, you said you had a problem?”

“How can you not see the dilemma here?!” Y/n groaned banging her head on to the table.

“I’m pretty sure you have a crush, Y/n.” Hermione stated to her friend, smiling lately.

Y/n lifted up her head, gobsmacked. “No.” She gasped.

“Yes.” Hermione persisted.

Y/n let out another groan. “Why? Why me? And, why him?”

“I don’t know.” Hermione said, simply.

“Even Hermione Granger doesn’t know! I’m doomed!” 

“Just tell him your feelings.”

“NO! Nope, no no no, nopity nope.” Y/n rushed out, horrified.

“Or, continuing being his friend.” Hermione said, amused. 

“Yeah,” Y/n nodded. “That sounds good. Be his friend.”

————-

Y/n hated being Harry’s friend. Absolutely hated it. She hated the feeling she got when she was around him. She hated when he smiled at her. She hated being nothing more than friends.

“Why don’t you just tell him then?” Hermione asked at breakfast time, scrunching her nose up at Ron's’ messy eating.

“Yeah, why don’t you?” He asked, chicken in his mouth.

“Because he’ll reject me! And I’ll have to die, I should just start digging my grave. Oh, my god, I hate my life!”

“Why’d you hate your life?” A voice asked, startling Y/n in her seat. It was Harry.

“Oh, you know….” She looked around and looked at the Professors table. “Snape.”

Harry nodded his head in understanding. “If only we could cast a bogie spell on him.”

“I am not doing it!” Ron shuddered, reminiscing Second year.

Y/n shivered too, that was not a pretty sight.

————–

Over the weeks, Y/n continued to be Harry’s friend, distancing herself from him unknowingly. Harry seemed more upset as he only got to see her twice a day, her usually running off before he can talk to her. And, a pit of jealousy started to stir in his stomach as he watched Y/n interacting with an older boy more than him.

“You’re honestly so dumb.” Alfred, Y/n’s Hufflepuff friend told her. “He definitely likes you.”

“No.” Y/n thought it absurd. Harry? Harry potter liking me? Never.

She sighed exasperated. “I am dumb. I’m just trying to ignore my feeling towards him.”

“And, how’s that going?” Alfred quizzed.

“Horrible.” Y/n groaned.

“I don’t see why you’re hanging out with me, when you could be hanging out with your friends. And, I’m two years older than you, I’m not here for longer, they are.”

“You’re right, Alfie. I guess this is good bye.” Y/n mock cried, walking away.

“Don’t call me Alfie!” He yelled at her retreating form.

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