#📍anon!!

[adiluv-moved]

omg omg going off your obsessed scara can you imagine how he'd react if you got with somebody???? boy would go crazy

❥ 𝐎𝐁𝐒𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍 𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐀 𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐍. ˚⊹꒷

a continuation of this post.

796 words. modern au, obsessive fan behavior, stalking, suggestive, reader is not traveler, not edited.

superfan scaramouche who is initially ecstatic when your group's official accounts announce an upcoming tour within inazuma, hours that he could've—should've spend asleep instead being dedicated to scouring your accounts for venue announcements and pre-sale dates. he goes into a frenzy once the information drops, pulling all-nighters in order to secure tickets at every one of the concerts.

superfan scaramouche who has, as mentioned previously, seen you in person before—attending previous performances both within his home nation and travelling abroad to attend the tours that weren't. but, archons, he just can't control his excitement when it comes to you, having him acting as if it were his first concert.

the chance of seeing his favorite idol while going about his day-to-day, encountering you at all his favorite spots in the city, the possibility of something romantic... his delusional little mind just can't help but jump at it!

superfan scaramouche who personally visits each and every large hotel within inazuma city, convincing ꒰manipulating꒱ them into providing any information they have about exactly where you and your groupmates will be staying. he'll make sure that you, specifically, have the best room in the entire building—anonymously shelling out his own money for sake of upgrading you and you alone.

superfan scaramouche who lurks around your hotel in the same baggy clothing he'd used to disguise himself whilst meeting you, an ominous presence hidden in the crowd that can't help but unsettle you during attempts to go sightseeing before your first show. your nervous expressions are even more intoxicating in the snapshots he takes of you, tucked away in a corner of his room for personal viewing.

superfan scaramouche who has his delusions unceremoniously shattered when his lurking leads him into a bar, eyes wide as saucers and mouth agape as he watches you converse and—and kiss another man that approaches you! despite the stabbing feeling within his chest, he's left totally unable to act as the both of you—intoxicated—stumble out the doors, instead rushing home in tears and on the verge of a mental breakdown. he... doesn't sleep that night.

superfan scaramouche who eventually manages to convince himself that your betrayal is really nothing more than a one-night stand. after all, you certainly couldn't have been in your right mind꒰!꒱ allowing such an... insignificant pest to whisk you away. surely, you must've come to your senses by morning, felt so ashamed by your low standards that you'd come shamefully crawling back to your room.

... only to be proven wrong as he catches you sneaking out during the evening, face hidden beneath an oversized hoodie as you went to go entertain that miscreant yet again. he's in far worse spirits when he returns home, tearing his room apart and destroying half of his merch collection before coming to his senses.

superfan scaramouche who comes to regard this affair of yours as a mistake, even if you aren't exactly aware of it yet. nothing but a mar, if you will, on the perfection that comprises your very being. he's well versed in the dramas of the idol industry, knows well that agencies often exert total control over the lives of their idols. living beneath a ceo's thumb must get exhausting, he decides, a justifiable line of reasoning for this... act of rebellion. it's that worm's fault, really. taking advantage of somebody sweet as you—capitalizing on your naïvety.

superfan scaramouche who, as much as he doesn't want to, believes that there's merit in alerting your supervisors to your rendezvous. actions packaged under the guise of innocent concern, he emails photos of the two of you to your manager—intently eavesdropping on the commotion coming from the hotel that night. you cry until the early hours of morning, his heart aching with each muffled sob.

still, he feels no remorse for his actions, deeming your pain a necessary form of suffering. just like icarus, who flew too close to the sun, you too must learn not to play with fire—to avoid being burnt and falling from the sky.

superfan scaramouche who approaches you during one of your ꒰far more limited꒱ moments of downtime, pointing out the saddened look in your eyes and offering comfort when you vaguely detail your grievances. although there's something familiar about him and the words of praise that slip past his lips, the amount of fans you meet on a daily basis makes it impossible to place the connection—so you instead turn a blind eye and indulge in his comfort. he allows you to weep on his shoulder until your satisfied, the fabric moistened by your tears... revisited later that day.

"shh, shh... i know it hurts now, but really... this was all for the best."

i have a taglist, which you can sign up for here!

[somos-deseos]

Hola buenas noches hay varias preguntas que quiero hacer y saber ¿su nombre? ¿de donde es? Y ¿qué edad tiene? ^^

Me gustan las hojas caer del otoño.

Mirar a las estrellas y creer que cumplen deseos.

Me gusta mucho el 11:11 y esa clase de cosas bonitas.

Te aseguro que soy mayor que tu, sino estoy cerca.

Hogar propio por ahora no tengo, así que no se de dónde soy.

R : ⋆·˚ ༘ * 🔭.

[i23kazu]

guys rmb 2021 interaction culture 🤞🏼🤟🏻🫶🏻

[leotheflameohotman]

Opinion on Percy, go

-📍

hot

[dilucsrevenge]

afab Pantalone

That's it.

Just imagine him sitting on your face with his legs shaking as you eat out his pretty cunt. The way he would let out shaky breaths every now and then when you hit a spot that made him feel especially good. Grab his waist tight so he can't escape no matter how many times he already came. He looks so pretty with his face tear stained and his pretty red pecks that have bite marks all around them. Watch as he jerks up when you lick over his already so sensitive clit, massage his thighs too he's sensitive there. The look on his face when you reach an even deeper part with your tongue is priceless. He's flushed red, drooling already as he whimpers out for you. No more, he says, he can't take it anymore. Although his body says differently and so do the moans coming out of his mouth. You smirk up at him, asking if he really wanted you to stop. You know the answer as soon as your lips are met with his dripping cunt again. Oh how could you ever say no to that?

I need him. Like, right now. I need to eat him out, he deserves it for being such a pretty boy. Not my fault he looks so submissive honestly

-📍

every time you come in my inbox i’m just kicking my legs and giggling.

afab pantalone is the BEST idea possible. i fully back it. i want him crying and shaking suffocating me with his thighs after being buried between them for hours until he’s so overstimulated he can’t even sit up. he has the prettiest little whines too, especially when he’s whimpering your name over and over while he’s begging for you to stop.

but both of you know he really doesn’t want you to stop, or he’d try a little harder to get you from between his thighs. but he can’t help that he’s so obsessed with the way your tongue will skillfully flick against his clit and eat him out like it’s your last meal and you are starving. he’s always reduced to such a pretty mess when you eat him out too, anyone would just want to spend hours between his glorious thighs.

pantalone also most definitely likes having the insides of his thighs bit too, i just know it. his skin there is so hypersensitive that just the smallest drag of your teeth against his skin has him rocking his hips and pushing down closer to your touch, begging for your mouth to finally be latched onto him. he’s just such a sensitive little mess for you that it’s a dream come true that he’s allowing you to please him like this.

[ofmermaidstories]

Mermie, do we ever find out how Weeds and Bakugou's Halloween went? 🥺 It's sooo cute that Deku notices that he's in a good mood the day after!

It’d be very quiet! A Sunday; the shop’s open on Sundays, so Weeds will go into work even though Bakugou has the day off. Neither of them will realise it, but they’ve been making the upcoming date worse for themselves by worrying about the other. Trauma is trauma and Bakugou’s had his fair share of them, so in some ways he’s better at weathering it than our Weedsie-Woo—but also he was there for the fallout in a way that Weeds, being knocked out, wasn’t. Like, he had to deal with all the horrible what-ifs and the realities—what-if Weeds and the kid are dead, what-if Weeds is dead, what-if he can’t find Weeds, what-if he never gets the chance to get over himself and say how he feels? And with the current case being on-going, Bakugou’s already going to be extra vigilant—Weeds would know, would’ve seen first hand just how much of his time and his energy it’s taking, and a big worry of hers would be the that maybe he’d be mirroring whatever anxiety she has, and adding it to his own load.

‼️📍 18+/MDNI — vague (and i mean vague) smut.

Because!!! Weeds wouldn’t be immune to the anniversary; very few of us would be. And like, maybe the lead-up to the date is worse than Halloween itself, you know? Like it’d be small things—Weeds being reluctant to have her back to the shop door. Keeping her hearing aid in, whereas before she might’ve been laxer with it. Being reluctant to stay over at Bakugou’s apartment—not because she doesn’t like it, but because she’s worried about the coming back to her small home, and the staleness of air and the reminder that there had been a chance she might not have at all, once.

Haru too isn’t unaffected—Weeds goes with him and his grandmother to the Silent Disco the Deaf Association hold again that year, during the week, but throughout the night he stops when he’s among the other kids and darts back, making sure Akane and Weeds are still there (they are—talking to Haru’s JSL tutor, who’s still friendly and still warm and still makes sure Weed’s pockets fill with sweets, to take home). Haru and his mum leave the city for the weekend—go to the seaside, maybe, or somewhere with a cool open-air museum where Haru can run around and be miles and miles away from the shop street or big, overhead concrete buildings.

(He facetimes Weeds early that Saturday night; Bakugou’s making dinner, keeping an eye on the conversation, Weeds on the couch as she and Haru share about their days and some new video game that Haru wants his mother to buy him for the handheld console he’d gotten for his birthday that year. Neither of them talk about Quirks.)

Saturday night is quiet. They eat dinner and watch something mundane and ignore the spooky movies that are playing. Sunday morning is much the same pace—they sleep in, they wake up. They languidly touch each other in some kind of silent reassurance until they’re both surer; Bakugou teasing Weeds, teasing himself with the warmth between them as he bites at the swell of a breast, a strong hand holding Weed’s face in place.

Later, showered and fresh, he makes them breakfast—egg over rice, fried spam, avocado that he scoops with a melon-baller. Neither of them mention the significance of the day, and Weeds doesn’t dress for it. He walks Weeds to the train station under the guise of an errand. When Weeds is at work Bakugou returns to the apartment and does some housework—laundry, moping, vacuuming. There’s a cake waiting in the fridge—that morning’s errand, something Sato baked—small and perfectly sized to share. Bakugou eats lunch and reads up on a few things and preps what he can of dinner and then, with the sun still up in the sky, he goes to meet Weeds at work.

The flower shop has been warm, even in the October cool. Akane has been in and out, and extra loud next door—for Weed’s benefit, for her own. Other shopkeepers in the street wave to Weeds or come over to gossip with Akane and at one point Kirishima comes by on patrol, the old aunties of the street surrounding him like school girls. Weeds cuts flower stems and sweeps the floor and clears out what she needs to from the fridge and orders new ribbon (red and black, she’s running low) and looks over her orders for the coming week and what she’ll need to buy from the markets—and then the afternoon comes and Bakugou’s there and she smiles at him and they both ease up; just a little.

The shop closes early on Sundays; he helps Weeds bring in plants and buckets of flowers and the shop sign and gives Weeds space as she’s locking up the shopfront. They make their way back to Bakugou’s apartment, across the other-side of the city, stopping only to pick up a couple of things from the supermarket, bickering over which drinks to get and green-tea chocolates (“Got you some sweet shit back at home,” he says, disgruntled, though the chocolates make their way into the basket regardless). They walk past a Halloween display that includes an inflatable Grim Reaper and don’t think anything of it, though Bakugou bumps his shoulder into hers on the way out, their bags in hand.

They make dinner together and eat it to a view of the city and Bakugou will pull out the little cake for dessert and Weeds will almost, almost make a joke about this being a Congrats You Didn’t Die cake.

She doesn’t, though, and after dinner, after the cake, when they’ve cleaned up everything, Weeds will go to kiss him—surprised instead by the force he accepts it with, the way he kisses back, pulling her to him.

It’s his own fear, his own relief. The only way he can think of to express these things. He spends a long while lingering over her, his hands warming the longer they stay on her, Bakugou concentrating on feeling her fall apart against him. He bares his teeth against the pulse of her neck and pants fuck and s’okay against her wet skin and she pulls him into a kiss that’s barely a whisper, promising against his mouth, s’okay. It makes him shudder, and afterwards in the safety of his bed, his room, his home, he holds Weeds tight.

(They spend the night like this; entangled, entangling, and the next day at Riot Ground Kaminari cheers Izuku with his waterbottle, when the other Pro walks into the agency’s kitchen.

“I like Kacchan way more when he’s getting laid regularly,” he says, causing Izuku to sputter and almost drop his own drink.)

[jayswhorex]

Rewatching Teen Titans and Speedy in this show is actually adorable omg. He’s in so few episodes but he’s literally so cute. This show is so much fun, man.

-📍

omg, i was literally thinking of him earlier today and couldn't remember his name. i think speedy is a cutie patootie and dc did him dirty by having him appear so little and then making him seem horrible in teen titans go. idk why that show still exists tbh, it's literally dc brainrot. live laugh love speedy though, he deserved more screen time :(

[mlm-mod-taka]

Hii! Thank you so much for taking time out of your busy life for our requests! I hope you are well, taking care of yourself mentally, and staying hydrated! :] May I please request Taka with a nb reader s/o who dresses/looks intimidating and is the Ultimate Witch, but is easily super warm and affectionate/motherly?

I love him so much and have seen so little content about my mans! He deserves so much love!! ❤️

-Witch Anon 🔮 :]

INTIMIDATING BUT KIND WITCH S/O • taka x nb reader

hello, witch anon! i saw your other ask about correcting the "ultimate witch" part of this request, and i thank you for rereading my rules again! don't worry, i was planning to write this regardless, and just make reader a regular witch rather than an ultimate. that's all, i hope you enjoy, and that everyone is having a good day!

tws/cws: people spreading false rumors about you. (but taka takes care of it!)

|| -> mod taka <3

him, out of everyone in the cast, 100% relates to you the most. people tend to judge a book by its cover, and its always bothered him! he believes that even if a person looked scary, or intimidating, you should get to know them before making any assumptions on their character!

everyone he's met has always assumed he was a lot meaner than he actually is just because of his appearance, when in reality, he always extends a helping hand to people, and wants to be a reliable person to those around him. you both are one in the same, and thats probably why he gravitated towards you in the first place.

wasn't scared of you when you two first met. he never wanted to treat others how he had been treated, and actively ignored what he felt, or heard from others, so he could treat everyone equally, and give everybody a fair shot to introduce themselves how they wish.

always advocates for the others to get to know you first before jumping to any conclusions. if anyone's ever told him they were scared of you, he'd instantly be countering their assumptions, and offering to formally introduce you to them so that they'd be able to see how kind you are with their own eyes.

confronts anyone who talks badly about you or starts spreading rumors just because they think you're hard to approach. its not only immoral, but its also effecting someone he loves, he'll make sure they learn a lesson!

being completely honest, he's not a guy who understands witchcraft and magick, but he respects what you do and acknowledges it takes a lot of effort to do right. isn't one to mock or undermine it, he's just very curious about it.

will ask plenty of questions because he wants to learn more about anything, especially anything involving you. forgive him if some of his questions seem a little insensitive or misinformed, you're his first introduction to this type of thing and he's really trying his best to be educated.

is especially annoyed when others use your beliefs and practices to reinforce their biased views on you, when their views are just based off of appearances. he's your biggest defender, and will debate an entire group of people publicly just to defend your honor.

appreciates the people who are your friends so much. he always tries to leave a good impression on them, and makes sure his gratitude for their actions is known.

a lot of people see you two as the "intimidating but really kind" power couple. you both present yourselves in ways that make others think you're unapproachable, but you two are actually the most warm, helpful people ever.

as a couple, you play really nicely off of each other. with taka's tendency to be very direct, mixed with your want to have the best possible outcome for all parties, misunderstanding very rarely happens, and the communication is very clear.

he admires you so much! even before you got together, he always looked up to you and had so many nice things to say about you. now that you two are together, its increased tenfold. believes he's the luckiest person in the world because he managed to date someone so understanding and affectionate.

speaking of affection, please be easy on him in the beginning of the relationship. he went from barely having others tolerate him to now having an incredible partner that loves him just as much as he does, give him some time to adjust before being too lovey dovey, he'll blush and freeze up if you don't!

mondo and chihiro have had to endure him doting over you everytime they talked to him. they'll jokingly gag and say they don't wanna hear him talk about how much he loves you for the 80th time, but they're just kidding. they love you too, and would also go to great lengths to defend you!

everyone in his class has positive opinions of you, even if they don't show it as much as the others. seeing how you act around him, and how much effort you put into the relationship is bound to rub off on them at some point. you've won all of class 78th over, which is not an easy feat!

all in all, you and taka being a couple is a match made in heaven. you both understand each other so deeply, have great chemistry, and compliment each other so much. everyone's rooting for you two, and it makes both you and him feel so happy.

[starrie-eyed]

what if we went to our local library and i pushed you against one of the shelves pinning your hands above your head i kiss you hard, my tongue swirling around with yours as we suck, lick, bite, moan, into each other mouths. trailing sloppy kisses down your jaw to your chest and down your stomach i kneel down infront of you and toss one leg over my shoulder kissing your thigh hard licking up to your inner thigh i nibble on the area softly as my hands grope your ass rolling your hips into me, i smell your sweet cunt soaking wet through your panties as i lightly trace the outline of your clit with my thumb and take off your panties with my mouth, teeth grazing against your already sensitive skin. i blow hot air into your cunt feeling it throbbing against my lips. softly parting your sex with the tip of my pointy tongue i start to devour your pussy as you struggle to not moan from my touch. all this sneaking around resulting in a pool of wetness growing on my panties too i roll your ass into my mouth harder as i tongue fuck the brains out of you <3

-📍

who TF is out here bringing one of my fantasies to life??? anon…. i’m kissing u on the lips and shoving my tongue down ur throat ☺️

every brush of your lips against my inner thighs gets me so wet honey, makes me wanna feel your teeth sinking into the sensitive skin. leave a mark please? something i can brush my fingers against later and remember the feeling of your mouth on me. you’re making staying quiet impossible. how am i supposed to hold back my moans while you eat my cunt so good, sweetheart? are you getting your panties all messy for me? you haven’t even touched yourself yet!! cute how you’re drenched from just the taste of me on your tongue. you have no idea how good you’re making me feel... promise to clean me up later?? i mean you’re the reason im all warm and wet and sticky in the first place. what a treat to have someone so eager eating my pussy!! thank you thank you thank you baby… a throaty moan threatens to fall out of my mouth before i remember that you have me shoved up against a library bookshelf and i have to slap my hand over my mouth to keep us from getting caught.

wanna be my 📍 anon, honey? i wanna know it’s you every time your pretty words pop up in my inbox 🤤

[troublepuppy]

all i can think of right now is spreading ur legs as i softly part ur throbbing wetness with the tip of my tongue sucking on ur juicy lips the base of my tongue flat against ur wet cunt as i slip two fingers down ur entrance pumping them in and out i spank ur ass hard..

-📍

Tease! :( sounds so nice, my cunt is throbbing jus' thinking about it... Fuck I need to be spanked, I love the sting it leaves afterwards- a reminder of how good I was fucked :(

[uplatterme]

Hello hello, I'm here to offer you this Dottore brainrot I've been having

Imagine fucking Dottore on his desk, just ramming into his little slutty hole over and over again while he pleads out for you to go harder ,already drooling all over the place. He would totally be into choking. I can just imagine choking the shit out of him while he whimpers pathetically. I would love to play with his nipples as well, just twisting and biting his pretty pecks to hear him moan loudly. Just the thought of the slutty face he would be making is driving me insane.

Shdyfuyr I'm new here. So hello! -📍

sorry this took me a while to respond 😭 i was considering writing something with it but my brain is not working atm.

anyways, yes. please continue spreading slutty dottore, because he is. I BET HE’S SO FUCKING LOUD TOO MHM.

[i23kazu]

anon seems to be celebrating the fnaf movie

[redclercs]

5 sec pit for ferrari 😕

I don’t know how many forza Ferrari’s are left in me

[junkissed]

jun recs? any type just i need more jun fics to read

hi!! i just answered a similar ask on my sfw blog so i'll just post the link for you here:

jun sfw fluff & angst recs

i also posted a list on my fic recs blog a while ago that includes both sfw and smut! here's the link as well:

jun sfw & nsfw recs

you can also check out my jun tag on my fic recs blog!! as a jun bias i read a ton about him lol so there should be plenty there for you to search through!

"✑ : junhui" tag (all genres)

hope this helps!

[dilucsrevenge]

I want to breed Dainsleif so bad

I want to see him laying under me, with his legs spread wide open giving me a perfect view of his pretty hole. I want to hear the way he whimpers when I'm prepping him up, fingering his tight ass. He's already sucking my fingers in like the slut he is. I want to wrap my hand around his dick, slowly and teasingly jerking him off. The lewdest noises would be coming out of the usually composed man. The blush that would be spreading over his face when he realizes the noises he was making would be such a deep red. Suck on his pretty tits, he'll arch his back accordingly. Keep fingering deep into his hole, his thighs would be shaking as his walls already clenched around your fingers. He would whine when you pull out right then but would let out a cry of pleasure when instead you have your dick buried in him. All he can now focus on is the fact that he needs to get fucked into oblivion. At this point he would be extremely sensitive to any kind of touch, so as soon as you bite down onto his shoulder precum would start leaking out of him. He would cry out everytime you thrusted into him, feeling how deep your cock was in him. Just keep pounding into him, he can take it. The man would be a blabbering mess at this point not even being able to form a simple sentence. Tears would be streaming down his face at the way his prostate was getting abused. Suck on his nipples, bite down on them. He'll let out the sluttiest moan you've ever heard. If you try to pull away he will push you back into his chest, he doesn't want you to stop now it felt so good. Keep sucking and biting and he just might come. And when he finally does his eyes would roll back as his cum would spurt onto his own stomach. Keep fucking him through his orgasm, after all you were not done yet. He would be pleading for you to stop, it was too much. Yet he hadn't said the safeword yet, so keep fucking into his slutty hole. Keep sucking on his hard pecks. He was such a slut, he deserves to be fucked until he can't think anymore. Spank his thighs, his ass and his tits. His insides would clench at that as his erection would be growing again. When you finally come in him, filling him up deep with your seed he'll be nothing but a whimpering mess as he came for the second time already. His face would be such a pretty sight to look at. Don't stop now, keep messing him up further. He's only a whore, a whore for your cock.

I need to hear this man whimper so badly

-📍

anon i dont even know what to say to this i am in awe. this is beautiful. this is stunning work. this is pure poetry. i need dainsleif as soon as possible and this is not helping the brain rot at all

[bastardblvd]

🚨 🚨🚨 URGENT!!! 🚨 🚨 🚨

Is there a Doctor in Grimetown?

@fairykiins gifted us with slimeball doctor!tenma kenzo at grimetown clinic, alongside doctor!shoko ieri