nothing scarier than being a fan of a fic and then becoming mutuals with the author. like hi shakespeare. big fan of your fake dating au
Tony, angry for no reason: Nobody talk to me, I'm fucking angry!
Peter, pouting: Not even me?
Tony, frowning: No, of course not, why would you say that? You can always talk to me.
Tony, still angry: I'm still angry so no one is allowed to talk to me!
Tony, turning to Peter, using his soft tone: Except you, Tesoro. I love you. I love talking to you.
Tony Stark - Prometheus
Vision of Pepper screaming and the Arc Reactor
"I dreamt we had a kid"
Bruce's bar
"That's the Endgame"
Hulk's Glorious Purpose
Inevitable
Broken shield
Home
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Chapters: 2/2 Fandom: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead/Midoriya Izuku Characters: Midoriya Izuku, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Shinsou Hitoshi, Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic Additional Tags: Humor, Romance, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Adult Midoriya Izuku, Pro Hero Midoriya Izuku, Midoriya Izuku is a Ray of Sunshine, Everyone Loves Midoriya Izuku, Midoriya Izuku Does Not Go to U.A. High School, No Underage Sex, Fluff, Suikawari For Fun And Romantic Profit, Many Watermelons Were Harmed In The Making Of This, Romantic Comedy, Shinsou Hitoshi is a Good Friend, Light Breeding Kink Acquired Through Spite Summary:
“Our kids would be beautiful,” Izuku can’t help but say, body locking up a bit.
He’s feeling unexpectedly defensive and irrationally protective all at once.
“Your kids would be little paralysis demons made manifest,” Hitoshi snips as he throws his hands up into the air dramatically once he realizes that Izuku is no longer allowing himself to be shaken. “All big eyes and teeth and bat shit insanity. I can feel my hair graying out just thinking about them.”
Then, just as abruptly as his rant had begun, Hitoshi seems to finally run out of steam.
“We’re all doomed,” Hitoshi proclaims pathetically as his body abruptly goes limp, long limbs drooping down toward the ground.
"Do you yield?"
FUCKING BYE HAGDHHFDHFDJDBJBERUGJNF
I want to grab them by their scruffs and shake them around (affectionately). These two have gotten me to draw a background not once but TWICE!! I am legitimately so proud of how this turned out, I feel so fucking cool at the moment (excuseme for not being able to properly explain it's 2 AM 😭😭😭)
Inspired by Existential Crisis mode (chapter 31) written by @luciaintheskyainthi
26yo, Brazilian. Back to this site after years, still getting the hang of it and feeling old. (I multiship; It may not be of your liking.) She/Her 🩷💜🩵
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