SATSVH- Severe ATSV hyperfixation

She would beat up his ass LMAO

── ✶ before you read: fem reader ; established relationship ; mitsuki and masaru are good parents ; katsuki has an aneurysm (almost) ; masterlist.

YOU ARE TOO FUNNY FOR THIS ASK LMAOOO

“Kats, am I allowed to order a drink, too?” You whisper. “This one seems good. It’s okay if I can’t, though.”

Katsuki stiffens, turning to you in disbelief. The waitress pauses. Mitsuki raises a brow. Masaru looks up from the menu in concern.

“What the fuck do you mean allowed—what…what are you talkin’ about?”

“Am I allowed to get it?” You ask, like it’s a simple question. You give him a confused look before you add, “I don’t want to order too much and then upset you.”

The waitress gives him a look from the corner of her eyes. It’s a nasty look if you’ve ever seen one, and coupled by Mitsuki’s eyes narrowing at her son, you have to fight every bone in your body not to laugh.

“Did your head get knocked loose?” He does a double take. “Why the fuck would I be upset? You…okay, you know what,” he turns to the waitress, already having enough of your antics, and says, “add a large drink to that, please.”

“A large drink, got it,” she nods slowly, jotting it down. “How generous of you.”

You bite your lip when he stares after her incredulously as she walks away. And as soon as the waitress is gone, he has another problem just waiting.

You start, “Thanks for letting me get a drink today—”

“And just what do you mean let?!” Mitsuki cuts in, staring between you and her son.

side by side and holding hands, they asked you how you two met. you two turned to look at each other, before katsuki blinked at you with red eyes, as if inviting you to answer. “well, we ran into each other, like a lot,” you laughed at the memory, “i’d always like- absentmindedly find myself looking at him. i mean, he’s attractive so he caught my interest, but it wasn’t until he asked to walk me home late at night that we started dating.”

he nodded, tilting his head and letting it rest in his free-hand, “yeah.” he trailed off and seemed lost in thought for a moment.

because you didn’t know that it was only a partial truth. katsuki noticed you far earlier than you seemed to notice him.

how he fixed his hair before he walked beside you, lingering a second longer than normal (the man walks fast!) to check if you had a ring on your finger, almost crossing the street without looking and getting hit just to keep his eyes on you for a second longer.

you also didn’t remember, or tried your best to forget, his pathetic attempts to get your attention without words. 

a loud slam of his umbrella to get you to look his way. opening manga, the only thing he had in hand, and resting his leg on the wall to look mysterious. trying his best to get recognized in front of you so he’d look more famous.

and the one time, the time he looked like shit after picking up an extra patrol because he owed kirishima a favor, with dark circles and a look in his eyes that could kill, you finally seemed to notice him, and looked up into those same eyes.

he felt all the sleep get instantly replaced by pure adrenaline, a red flush filling his face and spreading to his ears, as his mouth spoke before his mind could catch up, “thank you.”

he still remembers the feeling now, his soul leaving his body at the embarrassment, as he sucks in his breath and looks back at you.

katsuki a lil tipsy drunk and he calls you from the bathroom like “hey! hic! hey!” and he’s leaning against the wall the phone pressed tightly up against his ear.

“hi baby.” you coo into the phone and he absolutely melts.

“miss you.” sniffle.

“baby i’m right outside the bathroom waiting for you.”

“can you come in?” a whine he’ll never admit to letting out.

you hang up the phone and push the door open, finding him red cheek and teary eyed against the wall. you walk over to him and cup his cheeks, wiping away the tears dripping down his face.

“you’re s’pretty.” he presses his forehead against yours. “can i have a kiss?”

“course.” you giggle.

you reach up and press your lips to his so softly that his breath catches, he lets you lead the kiss, practically gasping and whining into your mouth. you pull back and peck him once more to get the pout off of his face and nudge him over to a stall.

“go pee, i wanna dance.”

Like I know Jotaro would probably never bring little Jolyne to Morioh but god I love this concept!

And I had to draw her with dad of course

I get filled with this anger towards Mercer,Alma and Harding. Like you killed so many innocent na’vi for your ambition and own interests. Shot our mother down as she was SPRINTING to get to her child while everything she knew and cared for was being stolen-all she could hope was that her children would okay. When Alma is begging the Na’vi not to run you can see Kataru get shot and fall.

Mercer killed a child out of anger. A tantrum. He couldn’t stand the slight of a child talking back because she wasn’t a child to him, the Sarentu were his property. Their acting out was a personal attack to his ego and power.

Those soldiers who watched it all happen, strip children of their clothes and belongings, strap them down with restraints and drag them. They did nothing.

Harding who sees them as nothing more than over grown bugs that need to be squashed down to size. Hell she’d probably taxidermy a na’vi and sell them if she could. Choke out children and teenagers with air that was poison to them, na’vi take longer to die in oxygen than humans in Pandora’s air. For minutes and minutes on end all the Sarentu could feel was air get heavier and heavier, like lead being piled on their chests.

Alma who wanted to be a saviour. She wanted so bad to be what Grace Augustine was. But she wasn’t. So badly she wanted the believe the na’vi were just savages who didn’t know any better but if they just listen then they could ‘save’ their little ones-Alma who lied by emission by not telling Jake-Toruk Makto about TAP and let herself stay on paradise for years all while leaving the Sarentu to rot in their cold coffins. Even if she thought they were dead she didn’t even try to retrieve their bodies and let them be laid to rest in the Great Mothers arms

I think of it all and I commend Neytiri for being able to let go. For being able to heal and move forward because she can’t loose herself to this venom.

She is so much stronger than me because I would have absolutely ended up like Nor, I would’ve been drowned in my own hatred

Also hi bb Cinna I hope you’re doing okay🥰

-🥀

oh god i’m wet

“bakugo man let her breath.” kiri’s fingers dig into your hips the rhythmic shlick! shlick! shlick! louder than your gags as he fucks you

“i told her to breath through her nose.” katsuki pats the side of your cheek, watching the spit bubbles appear and pop as he fucks your face

you’re in fucking heaven being stretched and fucked, the lack of air, the pleasure. your body is humming, orgasms just bursting through you with little stars in your vision as you stare up at katsuki

you almost wish you could be out of your body to see them more clearly, especially when they kiss over you, but you wouldn’t want to give up being between them. when they both fill you and pull out of you, you croak.

“switch! or- ngh! both in at once.” you pant.

“your pussy can’t take us both baby.” kiri coos.

“yes! try! pleasepleaseplease!”

“no.” bakugo grabs your chin. “we’ll switch tho.”