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I FORGOT TO MENTION MIC IS LITERALLY MANGA'S TYPE. THIS IS WHO MANGA'S CRUSHING ON CANONICALLY (as revealed in the Ultra Analysis book), AND THEY'RE SAME PERSON DIFF FONT IM TELLING YOU

LITERALLY

BLONDE

SMART

EXTRAVAGANT

EXAGGERATED/SILLY FEATURE (HER LASHES AND HIS STACHE)

THEIR MOUTHS ARE THE SAME THEY COULD BE RELATED

OLDER THAN MANGA ( 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴 alert)

Why you (Yes, You !) should ship MangaMic !

/nf ofc

(or, alternatively, why I do!)

A passion passage by yours truly

1. Their similar personalities and quirks

Present Mic and Manga Fukidashi are super similar personality-wise. They're both loud and exciteable hip type guys, who could totally bounce off each other perfectly !

Their quirks are also very similar, both revolving around yelling. Manga's main issue is that excessive use of his quirk causes a sore throat, and Mic with his years of experience could help him overcome that drawback (or atleast handle it better). If nothing else, it could make a cute sick-fic !

2. Forbidden love trope

Mic is Manga's teacher, a Pro Hero, and twice his age. That sort of dynamic lends itself to the forbidden love trope. Sneaking away to empty classrooms, meeting at each other's dorm for "tutoring", or days out for "patrols", these two could get really sneaky !

Manga is 15-16, and Mic is 30-31. If that's your thing, that's already a point, but it can also lead to silly scenarios focusing on their age difference. Whether that be Manga being naive due to his young age or perhaps even Mic being out of touch with the goings on of the younger hero.

They're also both heroes, who are supposed to be lawful, so there's angst potential regarding the guilt either of them could feel !

3. Hero worship

As seen in Manga's casual wear sketch by Horikoshi (seen below), Manga is already a Mic fan, giving him a reason to pursue Mic romantically!

There's also potential in how Mic would feel being pursued so enthusiastically by a fan (or a student for that matter) ! Would he be uncomfortable with the situation ? Perhaps he would be totally chill with it ? Pleased, maybe ? And what about Manga, would he be insistent, not giving up when told "no" ? Or maybe he'd give up, but by then the seed's already been planted in Mic's mind. It's up to you !!

4. The height difference

Present Mic is 6'1", and Manga, owing to his speech bubble head, is anywhere from 4'7" to 5'3". A short king x tall blonde and handsome ? Yes, please ! This size difference can lead to plenty of scenarios. Including things like Mic having to double over to give Manga a kiss, or Manga having to scale counters to give him one back ! (Also, Manga being swallowed in Mic's hero outfit jacket. Think about it.)

And the final reason you should totally ship MangaMic ?

5. Because i do.

And it would make me happy [pleading emoji]

Why you (Yes, You !) should ship MangaMic !

(or, alternatively, why I do!)

A passion passage by yours truly

1. Their similar personalities and quirks

Present Mic and Manga Fukidashi are super similar personality-wise. They're both loud and exciteable hip type guys, who could totally bounce off each other perfectly !

Their quirks are also very similar, both revolving around yelling. Manga's main issue is that excessive use of his quirk causes a sore throat, and Mic with his years of experience could help him overcome that drawback (or atleast handle it better). If nothing else, it could make a cute sick-fic !

2. Forbidden love trope

Mic is Manga's teacher, a Pro Hero, and twice his age. That sort of dynamic lends itself to the forbidden love trope. Sneaking away to empty classrooms, meeting at each other's dorm for "tutoring", or days out for "patrols", these two could get really sneaky !

Manga is 15-16, and Mic is 30-31. If that's your thing, that's already a point, but it can also lead to silly scenarios focusing on their age difference. Whether that be Manga being naive due to his young age or perhaps even Mic being out of touch with the goings on of the younger hero.

They're also both heroes, who are supposed to be lawful, so there's angst potential regarding the guilt either of them could feel !

3. Hero worship

As seen in Manga's casual wear sketch by Horikoshi (seen below), Manga is already a Mic fan, giving him a reason to pursue Mic romantically!

There's also potential in how Mic would feel being pursued so enthusiastically by a fan (or a student for that matter) ! Would he be uncomfortable with the situation ? Perhaps he would be totally chill with it ? Pleased, maybe ? And what about Manga, would he be insistent, not giving up when told "no" ? Or maybe he'd give up, but by then the seed's already been planted in Mic's mind. It's up to you !!

4. The height difference

Present Mic is 6'1", and Manga, owing to his speech bubble head, is anywhere from 4'7" to 5'3". A short king x tall blonde and handsome ? Yes, please ! This size difference can lead to plenty of scenarios. Including things like Mic having to double over to give Manga a kiss, or Manga having to scale counters to give him one back ! (Also, Manga being swallowed in Mic's hero outfit jacket. Think about it.)

And the final reason you should totally ship MangaMic ?

5. Because i do.

And it would make me happy [pleading emoji]

TRAINING WHEELS

pairing: step daddy!suna x fem!reader warnings: 18+, DARK FIC, age gap (reader is in college), dilf!suna, stepcest, dry humping, dirty fantasies, masturbation, oral sex, corruption kink. words: 1.8k notes: happy suna day!! <3 taglist: @babayaga67​ ​​ @galagcica​ ​​ @hotwings0203​ ​​ @kgojo​ ​​ @mangocrepe​ ​@minniberri​ ​ @coldspoons​ ​ @hawkspet​ ​ @xxrwzy​ ​ @seita #📂 𝗯𝗹𝗼𝗴 𝗴𝘂𝗶𝗱𝗲 #📂 𝗺𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁

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Suna watches you. He watches you a lot.

It’s like watching a curious puppy taking its first steps, you clumsily mix the chocolate milk, licking the spoon right after, bouncing on your feet at the sound of some pop song blasting on your headphones. 

You wear one of his shirts, white cotton against your skin stopping at your mid-thighs. He notices your baby blue panties when you reach for the cereal on the shelf, the fabric hugging your butt so cutely he almost lets out a groan. He didn’t want to scare you, but you were almost falling out of the counter trying to grab the goddamn cereal box.

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16. HighSchool

Kidd - 14 | Killer - 18

Tags specifically for this chapter:

Puberty found Kidd

meaning inconvenient erections

and some possible pining but he's not ready to explore that

additionally, note the ages,

and that they are still sharing a bed

Killer's working for one of the island's bigger bosses

Kidd is really smart

even if he's essentially illiterate

Killer's using his mob connection to get Kidd textbooks

... and to better their lives in other ways

Read at A03 linked above or here below cut

Drabbles from Pocket Jack's KiKi-tober Prompt list

It's impossible to ignore that things are changing between the two of them. Life is change, but Kidd didn't remember a time not living in Killer's pockets and now he's got more him time then he knows what to do with. Where Killer used to be, Kidd is either alone or bullying the other Heaps punks that think he's easy pickings since he's solo. They don't make that mistake twice, and Kidd has to admit, the occasional throw down is exhilarating. He might start pulling his punches and hoping someone will come back for a round two.

Admittingly, Killer used to ditch him often enough to go hook up with Victoria, sneaking back in at the eleventh hour and Kidd would roll his eyes and pretend he hadn't been sitting up waiting for him to come crawling into bed. When she'd kicked the both of them to the curb last year, Kidd thought that would the end of that. Except Killer still was disappearing on him during the day now.

Killer'd been an early riser their whole lives, so Kidd was used to waking up alone. The older boy - man now, Kidd supposed - wasn't a deep sleeper to start with and had always had trouble sleeping past sunrise. But he rarely went far before Kidd was also up for the day. Lately, the moment Kidd picked his head off the pillow, Killer was heading out.

He'd maybe see him for lunch, but unless Kidd asked him in advance to stick around, Killer was a ghost until evening.

Which was whatever. Kidd didn't care. Hell - it was maybe a little nice in the morning, ever since Kidd had come to the mortifying revelation that the only time he didn't wake up rock hard these days was because he'd creamed his pants at some point in his sleep. Which could have been awkward as hell considering that most places they squatted were too small or too drafty to sleep in any configuration other then curled up together, including the dingy shack they were holed up in now.

Still lazying in their little shared 'bed' now - a broken singles' mattress filled with paper trash - Kidd had to think very hard about not imagining what it was like to sleep next to Killer every night, to imagine Killer still in bed with him in the morning. With a whine, he drug his fingers down his face, pulling his head out of those thoughts, and forced himself up and to his feet. He either needed to deal with this or clear his head, and then get on with his morning.

Killer had left him a filled canteen of clean water, a couple hard boiled eggs, fresh baked bread and a new book.

Another part of their new normal; breakfast and a gift. Killer had fell in good favour with one of the bosses back when they still ran with Victoria, and without her taking up his free time, Killer had been taking on more errands for the gangs. Kidd wasn't real sure how he felt about all that yet. He was vaguely aware Killer had been involved with the gangs before they'd become a duo, but an island wide coup d'etat left him on the loosing side. He'd been pretty paranoid about the bosses since then, but Victoria had to go and change his mind about them all not being vicious warmongers. Boss Athair didn't ask for Killer's loyalty and paid more coin for a single errand then the both of them usually scrapped together in a fortnight.

Enough for three fresh meals a day. Enough to pay someone to actually wash their clothes instead of rinsing them in seawater and beating them on the rocks until they were 'clean' or fell apart. Every one of Killer's safe-caches had a full coin purse, and now even Kidd's did too. 

If it kept up, they might even be able to rent a real room next winter, in a real building.

With blankets or even a fireplace.

An actual bed, without bugs and weird smelling mold spots.

A bookshelf for the text books Killer kept finding somewhere.

School books belonging to some Cailean MacCeannard according to the front end page. Killer had several of the guys books by this point, a few clearly ancient primers, but then some more advanced stuff that was way more interesting, like one on that claimed to be the 7th edition of Heat and Thermodynamics, or the Fundamentals of the Theory of Electricity. Granted, Kidd only probably understood a quarter of what the books were talking about, Killer reading out large passages to him some nights since Kidd's reading skills were pretty lacking. Killer didn't understand most of what he said, but Kidd urged him on regardless, Killer's steady voice bringing the author's ideas to life for Kidd.

Today's book was Nonlinear Magnetohydrodynamics and Kidd had not the foggiest what that was suppose to mean, but he flipped through it, studying the diagrams with little context, but still fascinated as he munched on one of the eggs. This one lacked Cailean's name, but did have a some Marine Base Library Stamp on it and it filled him with glee to read the "Library Copy. Do not Remove from Premises" embossed on the title page.

"Mine now," he cackled to himself.