Have no fear, I am here!

I was tagged by the incredible @add-a-teaspoon-of-heroism​ :)

RULES: List 10 different characters from 10 different fandoms that you like.  Pass it on by tagging 10 other people!

Ready or not, here’s my Simp List in no particular order:

1. Kirishima Eijirou (MHA)

That Ghost series really messed up my MHA simp list.  He’s just such a precious bean and I would do anything to protect him.  Even though he would absolutely end up protecting me because. you know.  ROCK.  ugh just look at his cute lil smile and i think we need more headband!Kirishima.  TL;DR 10/10 would simp again.

2. Makoto Tachibana (Free!)

Awwwww I just adore him so so so much.  Look at his lil puppy eyes!  And that hair flop? *SOBS*  But, I have genuinely loved watching Makoto grow as a character and just a young man in general over the past three seasons. He will absolutely always have a special place in my heart because he never fails to make me smile except for that one time when he went for a swim in the ocean in the middle of a storm and nearly drowned but i don’t wanna think about that

3. Viktor Nikiforov (Yuri On Ice!!!)

I have one word and one word only: GOD.  No, but seriously, I adore him so much.  He’s genuinely so passionate about everything and his love for skating and Yuri just leaves me crying all season.  I love love love his accent and everything about him as a character.  He and this show are just absolutely stunning.  I find myself rewatching it pretty often.  In conclusion, Viktor could cut me with his skates and I would say thank you.  Yuri would too, let’s be real.

4.Draco Malfoy (Harry Potter)

Draco Malfoy deserved better. I ADORE him so so much.  Is it mainly because I find Tom Felton insanely attractive?  Oh yeah.  But, also.  Draco is such a complex character and I could go on for days and days about why I don’t think he deserves a lot of the hate that he gets.  He was 16! 16! And told to murder his headmaster! That’s fucked!

5. Sokka (Avatar the Last Airbender)

I think I love him for the soul purpose that he’s the comedic relief character??  And because he’s used for comedic relief it’s really easy to forget that Sokka is actually really intelligent and just as capable as any of the other characters in the show.  His character development is *chef’s kiss* and his protectiveness over everyone in the Gaang is really sweet and worthy of a simp.

6. Link (Legend of Zelda franchise)

I think it’s just because BOTW is my absolute favorite game and because this franchise in general just means a lot to me.  But, I love Link.  We’ve been on so many adventures together and I’ve thrown him off of many cliffs out of sheer frustration sorry bb 

7. Asra Alnazar (The Arcana)

I remember seeing him in an ad for the game and was like “Yeah. I’m sold.”  I loved his route so so much.  The writers ( @thearcanagame​ here on tumblr) did an amazing job at portraying his emotions and had me wanting to do everything in my power to get the upright ending just so I wouldn’t have to hurt this fluffy magician.

8. Joker (Black Butler: Book of Circus)

Book of Circus is absolutely my favorite spin off of Black Butler.  I loved the story line.  If I’m in a Black Butler kick, I always rewatch Book of Circus instead of the actual series??  Is it because I love Joker?  Likely.  He was just a super interesting character and I really enjoyed watching his development in such a short span of time.

9. Kazuma Hashimoto (Cheer Danshi)

Awww looking at this gif reminds me just how much I miss this anime.  It’s really sweet and wholesome.  If you’re looking for a new sports anime, I 10/10 recommend Cheer Danshi.  This show honestly throws any gender roles out the window by centering around an all male cheer leading team and Kazu is always so positive and you can tell that he really loves cheer leading and bringing the positive energy to the squad.  Yeah. I simped hard for Kazuma.

10. Bokuto Kotarou (Haikyuu!!) Best for last oya oya 

I had to find a gif that included all three of these guys because I am a complete WEENIE for all of them.  My Wattpad readers know just how conflicted I’ve been trying to figure out which of them tops my simp list.  I love them all for very different reasons, but since I called out Bokuto, let’s talk about my sweet sweet owl baby.  He’s a weenie and a simp and no one can tell me otherwise.  He would love you with every fiber in his being and god damnit i love him with every fiber in my being too.  I’m big sad that we’ve been robbed of beefy bokuto with shoulders so wide you could land a plane on them but the animators gave him some mad cake so I guess we’ve compromised.

This was actually super hard?? I never realized just how few fandoms I was actually in.  But searching for gifs of all of my sweet beans was really fun, so it was worth the literal hours of deliberating to compile my simp list.

I’m tagging: @draco-malfoy-simp @foreveralwaysfabulous @thecardsimagine @bakuhoe-is-my-bakubro @band-obsessed-loser-blog @come-on-shitty-boys @madison-2018 @tanakasrightfoot​ @viktor-icedaddy-nikiforov27​ @togas-knife​

Word Count: 1.1K

Warnings: None

Notes:  Royal!Todoroki x Servant!Reader a series?

“Y/N! Can you bring me my straight pins!” Your mother yelled, busy sweeping the floor to rid of any dust, pieces of thread, or pins that have fallen victim to gravity and never seen again.  The women of your family had worked under the Todoroki family for generations as their seamstresses.  You had watched your mother stitch the most exquisite gowns and suits for the members of the royal family and now, you were finally old enough to join her in today’s fitting of the youngest prince.  He was your age, only nine years old, and you had watched from the back room as the boy had grown up, his bright, giggling smile, turning to a never-ending frown.  

You picked up the small cushion that held all of the pins your mother used in her pile of everyday work.  It was placed on the table that held the rest of her supplies, pencils, tape measure, paper, scissors, anything she could possibly need to make sure the fitting for the prince went as smoothly as possible.  

A young servant opened the door as Queen Rei entered the room, Todoroki trailing her closely.  You and your mother bow in greeting, a simple wave from the queen being your signal to rise.  “It’s an honor to serve you once more,” your mother says, keeping her eyes downcast out of respect.

“You do excellent work, Riku.  I understand that Shouto’s suit is ready for it’s final fitting?”

“Yes, m’lady.  If he would like to follow me to get changed, we can get started.”

The queen gestured for Shouto to follow your mother as she sat down in the chair.  “You’re Riku’s daughter?”

“Yes, m’lady.”

“Are you here to learn today?”

“Yes, m’lady.  I hope to be able to serve you and your family just like my mother.”

Rei gives you a warm smile, lifting your chin so you can look at her.  “I trust you will do very well. You have a wonderful teacher.”

You offer her a small thank you as Shouto comes out from behind the divider to stand on the small podium, your mother not far behind him.  “Y/N.  Come hold the pins for me,” she calls, kneeling down to further hem the pants.  

“Yes, ma’am,” you say, kneeling down next to your mother, holding out her pin cushion.  

Rei gets up from her seat, coming to further inspect the new clothes that had been made for her son.  She ran her fingers delicately across the simple embroidery along the edges of the sleeves and hummed in approval.  “This is beautiful, Riku.”

Your mother smiled a little.  “Thank you, m’lady, but I can’t take all the credit.  Y/N did most of the embroidery.”

“Did she?  Well, it’s beautiful, nonetheless.”

You stood in silence, cheeks heating up from the queen’s praise of your work.  It had taken you days to do all of the little stitches that lined the sleeve.  You had earned a number of stab wounds as you were still a little clumsy with the needle.  Your bandaged index finger was enough to support that testiment.  “What do you say, Y/N?”  Your mother nudges you slightly, knocking you out of your trance.

“I’m glad that you like it, m’lady.”

Your mother stands, taking a few steps back to make sure everything looked even.  “Alright, Prince Shouto, how does everything feel?”

“It’s okay, I guess,” he muttered, looking over himself in the mirror.  

You watch as your mother’s face drops and quickly tries to smile again.  “What’s wrong, Shouto?  It looks very nice,” Rei says, looking at her son in the mirror.  

“I just don’t get why I have to wear this stupid thing.  I don’t want to go to some dumb party,” he pouts, his duo-colored hair flopping cutely as he huffs.  

“I know you don’t, love, but it’s important.  Everything is fine with it, Riku.  Thank you,” Rei dismisses your mother’s worry allowing her to finally breath easily again.  

“It’s always a pleasure, m’lady.”

“Go get changed, Shouto.  It’s almost time for your lessons.”

Shouto groans, jumping down from the short pedestal.  “But, I hate lessons.  Geography and all that other stuff is so boring.  Can’t I just skip lessons and go outside to play today?”

“No, Shouto.”

He sighs, hanging his head at his mother’s firm hand as he walks behind the divider to change back into his normal clothes.  He returns moments later, the suit in his arms and hands it over to your mother.  “Miss Riku?”

“Yes, sir?”

“Who’s she?” Shouto raises a finger to point at you, taking you back by the sudden attention.

“That’s my daughter, Y/N.  She’s here to learn, so she can help me someday.”

“How old is she?”

“She just turned nine, sir.”

“Oh.  That’s cool.  Hey, Y/N?”

You raise your head slightly to give your attention to the young prince.  “Yes, sir?”

“Do you want to play with me after my lessons?”

You stutter, trying to come up with your answer, but before you can get out any response, Rei is dragging Shouto out of the room, the door swinging closed behind her.  “Did I do something wrong, Mama?”

“No, honey.  You behaved exactly like you were supposed to.”

“Then why did the queen take him away so fast?”

“That’s not your fault and it’s none of our concern, so we shouldn’t bother ourselves with it,” she says, hanging the suit back up so it doesn’t wrinkle.  

“Yes, ma’am.”

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“If I’ve told you once, I have told you a thousand times, Shouto!  You do not play with the help!  You are a prince!  You are to play with other nobles!”

“But, I don’t like them.  They’re all so boring.  All they ever want to do is play war and I don’t like that game,” Shouto pouted, crossing his arms over his chest.  “I want someone to play ball with.”

“Shouto, I will not have you playing with her.  If you choose not to listen to me, then maybe we can take this matter up with your father.  How does that sound?”  Shouto fell silent.  Facing his father’s wrath was not an item on Shouto’s agenda and he was perfectly fine with keeping it that way.  “Do not bring this matter up again, are we clear?”

“Yes, ma’am.”

Now, most of you are probably thinking “What? No, he’s not.  He’s a hero.”

But hear me out.

I’m sure a lot of us can agree that All Might’s true form is kinda creepy.  I won’t even front, in his true form, I would probably stay very far away from him.  Like, let’s talk about the fact that his eye sockets are SO DEEP that we can barely see the color in his eyes at all.  Then we have the fact that he randomly starts bleeding sometimes, sure, injuries, whatever.  THAT DOESN’T CHANGE THE FACT.  I just want you to look at this through the eyes of someone who has never seen MHA or anime before.  Terrifying.

But what about his hero form? This, my friends, is where I truly find him to be absolutely horrifying.  Imagine this.  You’re walking by yourself and suddenly you see a SEVEN FOOT TALL MAN with biceps and thighs larger than your head coming towards you.  But then, you take a closer look. He has no eyes, or at least none that you can see, and a smile that refuses to leave his face.  Sleep paralysis monster or world’s number one hero? I don’t know, friends. If I was asleep and suddenly heard “I AM HERE!” only to open my eyes to see the silhouette of a massive man and his blinding smile, I would probably have a heart attack. 

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Sorry that it took a while to get out!  Nonetheless, I hope you enjoy it and thank you so so much for requesting :)

Request: Can I request a Prohero!AU (so they're aged up) Bakugou scenario where his crush also a hero is being harrassed by the media because the media thinks they leaked a sex tape which is not true. It was just a very convincing and well edited Deep Fake (Where they shop celeb faces over the real person) And the reader is just so done and embarrassed for more reasons than one. The secret reason is they;re actually a virgin? I just need Bakugou blowing up at the media defending their honour

Word Count: 1.1K

Warnings: Swearing.  Mentions of sexual harassment, kinda?

Notes: Grumpy Bakugou is my spirit animal okay bye

“You know you can’t hide here forever,” Bakugou says, walking into his apartment, slipping his sneakers off at the door.

You raise your head from the pillow that had been collecting all of your tears for the past few days.  Mascara has stained your cheeks, showcasing just how puffy and red your eyes were.  “I know… And I’m sorry for being in your way, but the media is swarming my apartment. I don’t want to deal with that right now…”

Ever since the news was out, media had been following your every move, desperate to get an interview with you.  Luckily for you, Bakugou offered you a spot on his couch until the paparazzi got bored and finally stopped staking out in front of your apartment door.  Despite his rather aggressive personality, Bakugou Katsuki was your best friend and he would do almost anything for you, even letting you live in his apartment and wear his clothes for well over a week now.  

“Oh, come on. Is it that big of a deal?  Porn exists.  It’s not like you did anything illegal by fucking some dude,” Bakugou reasons, rolling his eyes.  He wasn’t even upset that you were sleeping with other people, he was more upset that he was finding out this way. He was your best friend.  The two of you told each other everything, so why did you think the topic of sex was off the counter?  

You threw the pillow in his direction, barely missing the man in front of you.  “But I didn’t do it!”

“What do you mean you didn’t do it?”

“I didn’t do it!  I didn’t have sex with that guy! I don’t even know who he is!”  You shouted, hot tears starting to well back up in your eyes.  

“So… you didn’t shoot a sex tape?”

“No!”

Bakugou felt like a weight had been lifted from his shoulders.  He didn’t like to admit it to himself, but saying he was hurt by the video was an understatement.  He had fallen head over heels for you when you joined the agency a few years back, so seeing you with some other man made his chest ache.  In all fairness though, he had never fessed up and told you how he felt, so he couldn’t be mad at you for the situation.

“So, what did happen?” He asked.

“I don’t know!  I don’t know that man.  I don’t know where he got that video.  I just know that I didn’t do it!”

“Is it possibly an old vid-”

“No! I’ve- It’s not an old video, okay?  That’s an edited video, Katsuki.”

“Do you know that one hundred percent?”

“Yes!  Do you not believe me or something?”

Bakugou sighed, sitting down on the couch next to you.  “Of course I believe you, Y/N.  I’m just- I’m just trying to figure out how this could’ve happened.  So, there’s no possibility that it’s y-”

“I am a virgin, Katsuki! It is not me!” You spit, glaring at him with so much anger.  Not so much towards him as it is towards the whole situation.  This scandal has ruined your reputation, your relationships with a lot of people, and it’s forced you to become a hermit, not even being capable of being in your home.

Most people tend to laugh and give you a pitiful look when they find out that you’ve never had sex with anyone, but the look that came across Bakugou’s face was one you weren’t expecting.  He was shocked, a little confused even, but never once did give you a sad look or laugh.  In fact, he was just quiet.

You looked away from him, the heat rising to your cheeks.  “It’s important to me.  I know it isn’t for a lot of people, but it is to me.  I don’t want to just fuck anyone, you know?  I want it to mean something.  I want it to be with someone I trust.  But now the whole country thinks I’m some slut and everything I ever wanted for myself has been taken away by some guy trying to get a good laugh,” you mutter, hugging your knees to your chest.

The weight at the other end of the couch changes and by the time you raise your eyes, Bakugou Katsuki is marching out the door, a loud SLAM being the only thing to announce his exit. 

Your apartment complex wasn’t far.  A five minute walk at most, but when he was pissed, he usual relaxed stroll, turned into a rather aggressive speed walk followed by taking the metal stairs up to your floor two or three at a time.  He was never one for being polite, so why the newscaster looked so offended when Bakugou shoved his way to your apartment door, Bakugou didn’t know and he didn’t really care.  

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I’ve been grumpy and sad all day so I was also in the mood for some fluff featuring my sweet baby Kirishima.  Kirishima is the way to my heart and he is a true angel okay now back to our regularly scheduled programming.

Request: “i’m in the mood for some fluff 😔💞 can i request some hc for bakugou & kirishima with an s/o who loves to crack jokes and smile?? idk😅 i hope you’re doing well!💞”

Word count: 319

Warnings: None

Notes:  Hi.  I’m big fat sad. Okay thanks for coming to my ted talk

Bakugou Katsuki

100% thinks your jokes are lame

But you also know that your jokes are lame

That doesn’t stop you from giggling and beaming at your own bad puns and dad jokes

That’s what gets him.  Your pure dorkiness after telling him a joke is what brings a smile to his own face 

“Hey, Katsuki.” “Oh no…”  “How do you make holy water?” “*exasperated sigh* How?” “You boil the hell out of it.”  *Insert the biggest smile from you here*

He can’t help but smile because you just seem so proud of yourself

You like to nudge him in the side and say “Get it?” if he doesn’t do anything in response to your joke

Which gets him laughing and playfully swatting your hand away

“Go get a new joke book, dumbass.”

Kirishima Eijirou

He thinks you are the absolute cutest piece of shit that he has ever seen

Your cheerful attitude is what drew him to you in the first place.

No matter what seemed to be happening around you, you never failed to have one of the biggest smiles on your face

That’s why he knew you were going to be such a great hero.  You had a positive energy that a lot of the other students didn’t have.  

Your smile is enough to brighten his day

High key looks forward to seeing you around every day because he wants to see you smile. 

You’re funny in the most unconventional way.  Small little comments that make the class burst into giggles, causing you to blush.  You were never seen as a class clown or anything and people never thought you were funny before.

It was different here and maybe that’s why you smiled so much and got out of your shell as the year went on, allowing you to joke around more with your classmates comfortably.

Request: Paparazzi by Lady Gaga ft. Todohoeki (not direct quote but close enough)

Word count: 1.5K

Warnings: Dark themes.  Stalking.  Murder.  Yandere character

Notes: I’m still weak that you called him Todohoeki and I haven’t stopped calling him that since.  MORE IMPORTANTLY: FAMOUS MUSIC ARTIST!READER AU

He had been there from the beginning.  You was one of the ones who tuned in to every live stream, left comments and likes on all of your social media posts.  He would leave you really kind dms and tagged you in posts when called for.  He did everything every other fan did.  To be honest, he had now become another username in the notifications.  You cared for all of your fans, but you finally made it big in the music industry and with the big influx of fans, you just didn’t have as much time for the personal interactions like you used to.  Those who had been there from the start were so glad that you were finally getting the recognition they thought you deserved.

Well, most of them were. 

Todoroki Shouto missed the attention from you.  He missed having conversations with you during your live streams, seeing you laugh and smile at his comments.  He missed seeing the Instagram notifications like “@y/u/n liked your comment” and “@y/u/n replied to your comment” and the soft sounds of Twitter alerting him of a new message from you.  The two of you, in his mind, had become really good friends and he thought that there was a spark hidden somewhere in those private messages.  

You were his everything.  You were his wallpaper on his phone.  He had photos of you hung up around his room.  Your albums were the only thing he listened to.  He had blogs dedicated to you, all of your official merchandise, fan-made merchandise.  If you were in anyway associated with it, he probably had it.  

The alarm on his phone went off, alerting him that it was time for your weekly live stream.  He always tried to be early so he could have some time with you, just the two of you and a few other people, just like the old days.  He logged onto Twitch, selecting your profile and patiently waiting for you to go live.  Minutes passed until your face showed up on the screen of his laptop.  

“Hi, everyone!  Yes, jamie_tries, I know I’m late,” you say with a laugh.  “I may have gotten a little distracted by Say Yes To The Dress, but the episode is over, so I’m here- No, chat, I’m not getting married.  I just like watching other people get married.  Anyway, I asked you guys yesterday to submit some fun questions over on Twitter for today’s stream, so while people still join, I’m going to pull up some of the ones that I had saved.”

You pulled your phone out.  Todoroki narrowed his eyes at your phone case.  You had changed it since your last stream.  It was no longer the one with the black flowers, but instead you changed it to a sleek black case.  That’s not what put him off though.  It was the letter on the case that threw him for an unwanted loop.  There was nothing that started with the letter J in your brand nor did have anything to do with your life, so why was there a yellow J on your phone case?

Your eyes flit down to the chat where everyone else is asking the same questions Todoroki is and you laugh slightly, hiding the initial with your hand.  “It was a gift from a friend.  They thought they were funny when they gave me their initial.”

Your best friend’s name was Ashley.  Todoroki didn’t know any of your friends that had a J name.  He opened another tab, bringing up all of your social media pages.  He scrolled through all of your following and followers, compiling a list of users that had the letter j anywhere in their username.  It was a deep dive and he was barely paying attention to your stream, but this was important.  He needed to figure out who was threatening to steal you away from him.  After an hour, he had list narrowed down to a few mutuals that he was suspicious of: an old high school classmate named Jason, the nephew of your producer named Justin, a backup dancer named Jasper, Jake the sound guy, and Johnny who was Ashley’s distant cousin.  The frustration began to build in his chest, knuckles turning white as the grip on his pen tightened with each passing moment of not knowing the truth.  He was your biggest fan.  He was supposed to know everything about you.  He was supposed to meet you in person at your next concert and you would look him in the eyes, say, “No way! You’re @scream-and-shouto!  I’m so glad to finally meet you!”  He would ask you out to dinner.  You would obviously say yes.  The two of you would date and then would eventually have a grand wedding in your favorite place on the planet.  You would start a family together and live the fairytale life that he had planned for you.  

But none of that was going to happen with this J person in the picture.  

J was a boyfriend, obviously.  It didn’t take a genius to figure that out.  The way your cheeks turned the most adorable shade of pink at the mention of the phone case alluded to that easily enough.  

The phone case started a whole new chapter in his life that he never intended to get this out of hand.  He was at every single one of your concerts while you were out on tour, following you at a distance that wouldn’t be seen as suspicious by most people.  He would wait down the hall from your hotel room every time you were there, waiting to see if anyone other than you came in or out of the room.

After the sixth tour destination, you started acting differently.  You were constantly looking over your shoulder and you tended to walk with a larger group of your dancers rather than just one or two.  You would lead the group twenty minutes out of the way to get wherever you were going.  You were skiddish at even the slightest noises and if a fan stopped you in the streets you kept the conversation short, obviously wanting to get away quickly, eyes darting every which way as you hurridly took a selfie with the fan and gave them a hug.  It wasn’t like you to brush your fans off.  You were scared.  Todoroki didn’t know what had you so spooked, but he was going to find out if it was the last thing he did.  He was going to keep you safe, no matter the consequences.  

It was the ninth stop on the tour before anyone said anything to him.  He was sitting at a table across the restaurant from your group when one of them got up from their chair and walked over.  The man cleared his throat.  “Can I sit?”

Todoroki’s eyes narrow, but he nods anyway.

“What’s your name, man?” the man asks.

“Why are you interested?”

“Listen, we know that you’ve been following us.  I don’t know what magazine you’re working for, but this is ridiculous.  You’re not going to dig up any dirt on Y/N.  Honestly, you’re starting to freak them out more than anything.  So, could you maybe lay off?  Y/N isn’t used to being followed by the paparazzi yet.”

It wasn’t until the tenth stop that the news came out about one of your back up dancers being found murdered in a hotel bath tub.  It was the tenth stop when Todoroki Shouto became a suspect in a homicide.  It was that tenth stop when he finally got to talk to you.  

Was the situation ideal?  No.  He never imagined his first real conversation with you to happen in your hotel room, your wrists tied to the arm rests of a chair, your boyfriend bleeding out on the hotel bed.  Tears streamed down your face, silent from terror as Todoroki stood in front of you, the shard of broken mirror that was stained red with blood still dangling from his fingers.  

His thumb traced your face, wicking away tear drops and leaving behind streaks of blood.

“Shh, princess.  Don’t cry,” he whispered, holding your chin lovingly in his hand.  Despite his words, the tears continued down your face.

“What do you want from me?  I have money.  Just please, don’t hurt me,” you whimper.

Todoroki is taken aback.  He would never hurt you and the fact that you would ever think he would, made his heart break. “Y/N, princess, I would never hurt you.  That’s the last thing I would ever do to you.  I love you, princess.  All I want to do is protect you from all of those bad people out there in the world, okay?”  The restraints are removed from your wrists and he pulls you to your feet.  He tugs you into his chest, stroking your hair as you cry, keeping you firmly in place with his other arm. 

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You’re never bothering me because I love your requests and I adore seeing your blog in my inbox.  You send me the most pure requests and I big stan them. So, hi, yes, big thanks for making my icy heart swell.  

ANYWAY