#KYAA I WANT

[marzipaint]

i think yjh really likes that she can pick up hsy and kdj anytime she wants for whatever reason

[miku-meeku]

fuck it

chat im making dol sideview mod

which looks better

phone, mirror, or polaroid thingy

[heartorbit]

a wahoo girl in a wahoo world

[natcatnhanh]

BRUH WHAT I MADE A SINGLE REDDIT POST ABOUT AARON SIEGEL, LINKING TO DOCUMENT 001-5 SAYING THAT I REALLY LIKED IT GOT ZERO RESPONSES AND I FINALLY GOT MY FIRST REPLY AND I CHECK THE NOTIFICATION AND ITS THE AUTHOR

[hanako-san]

"Do you want to see me,even your dreams?"

[birbwell]

do u think millius and phillip ever kissed O.o

on the lips... >___<

[l48yr1nth]

i want to draw so many things i think i am coming back

[anyonghalimaw]

they should invent asians that dont fucking suck

[pois0ncandy]

pls show kitty

IM SO GLAD YOU ASKED ANON

his name is Prismo ₍˄·͈༝·͈˄₎◞💘💞

[ventique18]

🐉 getting that alarm clock that plays voice recordings as its tone.

🐉: "Beloved, may you say "good morning" for me?"

🌸: "Good morning!"

🌸: "Why? What for?"

🐉, chuckling as he presses stop recording: "My new alarm."

~

🌸: "Kyaa!!"

🌸: "Oh god that was a cockroach. That scared the hell out of me."

🐉, giggling as he replays the newly recorded "kyaa!" alarm tone: "Lovely."

🌸: "What?"

~

🌸: "I love you! Good night."

🐉: *Presses stop recording*

🌸: "How many voice recordings do you plan on getting..."

~

🐉🌸, making love one evening

🐉: *Pauses*

🌸: "What's wrong--"

🐉: *Picks up his alarm clock from the bedside table*

🌸: "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TRYING TO DO?!"

He gets mercilessly beaten by a pillow, thrown out of the room, and he spends the night knocking on the door and apologizing for letting his vulgar thoughts win.

🌸 finds out he just wanted to record his name being uttered so lovingly.

[deliciousangelfestival]

Did I Make You Proud?

Character: Spy!Bucky x Rogue!Spy Female Reader

Summary: Imagine being a rogue agent, relentlessly pursued by your irresistibly attractive former mentor, Bucky, who is determined to track you down.

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Bucky P.O.V

Bucky's gaze flicked up to the intercom as the voice crackled through, laden with stress. "Did you see her?"

He sighed, the weight of the crowded train station bearing down on him. "Too many people here," he muttered, his frustration evident in the terse response.

"I never thought she would betray us. We have to find her before they do," came the voice from the intercom, laden with frustration.

Bucky ran a hand through his hair, a gesture of frustration mirroring the tone on the intercom.

It was understandable why tensions ran high in the spy agency; one of their own had gone rogue, becoming a fugitive and leaving chaos in their wake.

And to make matters worse, the rogue agent is you.

The senior agent, Bucky received a direct order to apprehend the rogue agent. He was the one who had trained and guided you.

The situation's urgency hit him like a wave as he grasped the gravity of the rogue agent's actions. You had obtained sensitive data from a secret base and were planning to sell it to another country, triggering a potential international crisis.

"BANG."

The explosion erupted from the toilet, sending shockwaves through the crowded area.

"KYAA!!!" Panic spread like wildfire as people scrambled everywhere except for Bucky.

He remained calm amidst the chaos, a knowing look in his eyes as he recognized the familiar tactic. He had taught you well – create a distraction but ensure no civilians get hurt. It was a motto they lived by.

As his colleagues and the soldiers mobilized to locate the source of the explosion, Bucky's focus was unwavering. His gaze swept over the frantic crowd until, finally, he spotted you.

There you were, a smirk playing on your lips as you sat inside the cafe directly across from him.

A wave of conflicting emotions washed over Bucky – relief at finally finding you, the rogue agent, mingled with disappointment and a touch of regret.

Despite the agencies hot on your trail, you exuded an air of confidence, leisurely sipping your coffee as if you hadn't a care in the world. Bucky's jaw clenched with determination as he observed you from afar, his fist tightening as he made his way towards your location.

As he anticipated, you had vanished from the cafe, but your signature perfume lingered in the air, serving as a tantalizing clue. Trusting his instincts, Bucky followed the scent until he spotted you boarding a train.

With a quickened pace, he hurried to catch up, his steps purposeful as he entered the same carriage as you. The doors closed behind them, sealing their fate within the confines of the train.

"Bucky, what are you doing?" the intercom crackled with concern.

Bucky's hand moved swiftly to remove the device from his ear, slipping it into his pocket as he met your gaze with steely resolve. "I found her," he declared, his voice firm as he prepared to confront the rogue agent face to face.

Bucky quickened his pace, determination driving his strides as he reached out and grabbed your hand, pulling you closer to the quiet area of the train.

"Stop what you're doing. Do you want to get caught and be a prisoner in another country?" he pleaded, his voice laced with urgency and concern.

You shrugged nonchalantly, seeming unfazed by the consequences. "As long as I get paid," you replied, a hint of indifference in your tone.

Bucky's grip tightened as he looked into your eyes, searching for any sign of recognition. "This isn't you," he insisted, his voice tinged with desperation.

Pushing away his hand, you retorted, "What happened to 'no strings attached'?"

Bucky grumbled in frustration, feeling the weight of his own words haunting him. Perhaps you were right; he shouldn't have let himself worry about you.

But memories flooded his mind – the nights spent together, sharing warmth on cold evenings, and when you pretended to be husband and wife. Those days held a special place in his heart, now overshadowed by your betrayal.

"You... you were different," he muttered, struggling to reconcile the person he once knew with the rogue agent before him.

With a smirk, you met his gaze defiantly. "Because of you and the agency pushing my limits, I've learned my true value," you declared, your confidence unwavering.

"I'm a good spy."

Bucky couldn't deny the truth in your words. Despite the circumstances, there was no denying your skill as a spy. You had learned from the best – him.

As tension crackled between them, a mixture of frustration, longing, and unresolved emotions hung in the air, a testament to the complex relationship they once shared.

Bucky's voice was stern as he demanded, "Where's the data?"

You met his gaze with defiance, a smirk playing on your lips. "Too late. Before you guys found me at the train station, I already handed it over to the buyer."

The weight of your words hung heavily in the air as Bucky processed the gravity of the situation. "Do you even realize what you've done?" he asked, his tone tinged with disbelief.

You shrugged casually, a flicker of intensity in your eyes. "Can't you see the big picture? If there's only peace, people like us won't exist. I'm just here to keep it alive," you retorted, your confidence palpable, starkly contrasting to the timid and quiet persona he once knew.

Bucky fell silent, taken aback by the transformation before him. You had evolved into someone both confident and alluring, your newfound demeanor leaving him both impressed and unsettled.

You sensed his internal struggle and couldn't resist teasing him further. "Did I make you proud?" you inquired, tilting your head provocatively and adding a coy "Sir?" to the end of your question.

A mischievous glint danced in your eyes as you continued, "Or perhaps you'd rather catch me and handcuff me to your bed?"

Bucky's patience wore thin as he reached out, his fingers pinching your chin to meet his gaze. Leaning in closer, he captured your lips in a passionate kiss filled with unspoken tension.

The kiss spoke volumes, a collision of conflicting emotions – desire, frustration, and longing – all wrapped up in a single moment of intimacy.

As Bucky pulled away, his voice was low and authoritative. "Don't test my patience," he warned, his eyes burning with a mixture of warning and undeniable desire.

You let out a low, almost amused hum. "Hmm... I know."

The train whisked them away, racing across the bridge with breathtaking scenery flashing by. In a different circumstance, perhaps they could have appreciated the view together. But now, they were locked in a tense standoff.

"We should meet again," you remarked, breaking the silence.

Bucky's brow furrowed in confusion. "What do you mean?"

You offered no explanation, but a sense of unease prickled at Bucky's senses. He tensed, feeling a presence behind him, and his suspicions were confirmed when he turned to find seven men poised for a fight.

"Really?" Bucky shot you a disbelieving look as you shrugged nonchalantly.

"I need something to stall the time. I'll see you again, Sir." You turned and bolted with that, leaving Bucky to face the onslaught alone. He braced himself, ready to take on the challenge.

The fight was fierce, a whirlwind of punches and kicks as Bucky engaged in a battle of wits and strength. Despite being outnumbered, his training and skill allowed him to emerge victorious.

As he dealt the final blow, the sound of a helicopter overhead drew his attention. Bucky sighed, realizing that this was your escape plan unfolding.

When the train finally came to a halt, Bucky found himself surrounded by his agency colleagues, their expressions a mix of disappointment and frustration.

"She got away?" one of them asked, voicing the collective sentiment.

Bucky could only nod grimly. "Yup."

"Shit."

The frustration simmered within Bucky as he slid his hand into his jacket pocket, feeling something unexpected. With a quick glance, he pulled out a small item, his cheeks flushing crimson as he recognized it. It was undoubtedly your doing, a teasing reminder of your audacity.

Despite his frustration, Bucky couldn't deny the thrill of the chase, the challenge you presented only fueling his determination to catch you.

With a silent vow, Bucky steeled himself for the subsequent encounter. He would find you; this time, you wouldn't slip through his fingers so easily.

🚁

As you reached the top of the stairs, panting slightly from the exhilarating climb from the moving train, thrill and nervousness danced in your veins. 

Clara, your partner in crime and the helicopter pilot shook her head in disbelief. "I knew you wanted to make a cool exit for your hot former mentor, but this has to stop," she chided a hint of exasperation in her tone.

"Climbing up from a moving train? You might as well have signed your own death warrant," Clara continued, her eyes wide with concern.

You flashed her a mischievous grin, trying to brush off the seriousness of the situation. "I just wanted to impress him," you admitted, your voice laced with a hint of sheepishness.

Clara sighed, knowing all too well how to handle your impulsive tendencies. "Maybe next time, just kidnap him and live on a private island. Then you two can live happily ever after," she suggested with a playful wink.

You chuckled at the absurdity of her suggestion but couldn't help but entertain the thought. "That's not a bad idea. I should save money to buy an island," you mused, already picturing the two of you lounging on a tropical beach, far away from the chaos of the spy world.

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[miku-meeku]

omw to bully emi/amy again ig

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

okey am curious miss raven, but what do you think about vil's uncharacteristic "KYAA" screaming from chapters 6 and 7 bc i was torn between concern and laughter

The context, for those who aren't aware: Vil happily squeals at the end of book 6 after Malleus restores his youth. Then, in book 7, Vil screams in terror as he falls from the sky (courtesy of Silver's UM). So we get to see what Vil's like when he's genuinely super excited as well as what he's like when he's afraid of something quite mundane.

I’m personally not a fan of Vil (I do not like celebrity characters), but I liked that we got a glimpse of his vulnerable side. It's such a contrast to how cool and put-together he usually is for the public and lets us know that he, too, is human.

In a way, that's sort of sad... Because of Vil's career as a child star, he has to maintain his image and be composed in all that he does. He has to be guarded to keep up with the pressure of the entertainment industry and act a certain way to keep up with the expectations of the public and his peers, who are constantly judging him. And now that the media has branded him as this mature, wicked beauty, it's hard for him to really be seen as something different. Someone gallant, like the heroes he wishes he could play. Someone cute and innocent-looking, like his long-time rival Neige. In the end, Vil is stuck with his assigned role and can't really deviate from it or risk harm to his reputation, since his audience might perceive that as a "mismatch". The regular Vil always gives off these powerful vibes, creating the impression that you're beneath him, that he's untouchable. But what his "kyaaa"-ing shows us is that he's a regular person too. He can be unbearably happy. He can be fearful and experience motion sickness. This is the Vil behind the lights, the cameras, the makeup. The Vil that he wishes others would see and give a chance to, rather than the villain they want to see.

... Anyway, that was a lot of words for me to say “I thought it was cute and very different from the usual Vil!” 🤡

[harunayuuka2060]

Ace: Serious question. How did MC win you all over?

Deuce: *nods* We are really curious!

Epel: Yes! Please enlighten us, Mammon-sir!

Levi: 'Sir'?

Mammon: Ha! Be jealous, Levi. These are my minions.

Levi: *rolls his eyes*

Barbatos: If you want answers, it's better to ask the point of view of the outsiders.

Simeon: Um... Outsiders?

Solomon: We're not outsiders, Barbatos.

Lucifer: Answer his question then, Barbatos.

Barbatos: ...

Luke: I'll answer that question because I'm sure these demons will try to bend the truth!

Luke: All of these demons, except Barbatos-

Belphie: Don't exempt your father-figure.

Luke: H-He's not my father figure! *clears throat* All these demons tried to corrupt MC, but they all failed! *beams* MC is a strong human! And, and! They are loved by all creatures!

Satan: Except some of us tried to kill them first.

Beel: Raise the hands of those who never hurt them. *puts his hand up*

Mammon: *joining him*

Ace: I- Bruh.

Epel: MC is the embodiment of 'I can fix you.' Literally.

Deuce: *nods in agreement*

Belphie: Well... You could say that they're really unique. Or maybe because they're a distant descendant of our dead sister Lilith.

Ace: What did you say?

Epel: So all of you are-

Simeon: No. I assure you, that isn't the case at all.

Ace: But that's wild, man.

Solomon: *chuckles* Right? That's why no one should ever underestimate MC.

Lucifer: Speaking of them, where are they?

Solomon: They're together with Asmo and Vil. They mentioned visiting a spa place.

Lucifer: I see.

Barbatos: Disappointed they didn't invite you?

Lucifer: Don't be ridiculous, Barbatos.

Diavolo: I am disappointed they didn't invite me.

Lucifer: ...

Vil: Potato, why are you the one massaging Asmodeus?

Asmo: This is our bond, hun~ And it's been a while since MC touched my body like this~.

Vil: *frowns* They are here to relax.

Asmo: I'll give them a massage too later~. Right, darling~?

Vil: ...

MC: Haha, maybe next time when it's just the two of us.

Asmo: Kyaa~! Does that mean you want us to do more~?

Vil: *cringes* Potato, I can't believe you love someone like him.

MC: *chuckles* Well, no one can resist Asmo.

Asmo: That's right~. Since I'm the prettiest in every realm~. No one can compare to my beauty~.

Vil: Excuse me? You are forgetting that I exist.

Asmo: No offense, hun. But you don't hold a candle to me.

Vil: ...

Vil: *smirks* I'm sure Potato will disagree on that.

Asmo: What?

MC: ...

MC: I'm just an ugly person, don't include me in this.

MC: *sigh* *just got home after they managed to stop Vil and Asmo from fighting*

Leona: You look exhausted, Herbivore.

MC: Yeah.

Leona: ...

Leona: *smirks* Want us to cuddle with you?

MC: Huh?

Belphie: *shows up, already sitting next to MC* You need some rest. Let us take care of you.

MC: ...

MC: I'm not surprised if you're going to do that for me, Belphie. But Leona?

Leona: Hey, we're friends.

MC: ...

MC: Fine. I'll accept that excuse for now.

[dlsmurf]

Seriously babe! Again? This is ridiculous

You are a grown ass man. Why do you keep pissing the bed like a toddler

Honestly I am done with this babyish little bedwetting habit of yours

So I have been online and bought you some adult diapers. Well adult baby diapers to be precise

You can wear them from now on

You heard me

maybe waddling around in a thick soaked dirty diaper all day will motivate you to stay dry when you go to sleep

And you can forget about any “big boy” fun with me too

Until this problem clears up I am not your wife, I am your Mommy and you will call me Mommy from now on even in public

Oh and as you are now a baby and no longer a man I don’t want you complaining when I bring other real man back here who are capable of fulfilling my sexual needs

Image credit Goddess Kyaa

[reashot]

Ruby The Transphobe.

Ruby: God! I want to be topped so bad! 😢

Papa Arc: Who The Fuck Starts A Conversation Like That?!

Ruby: I- I'm sorry papa Arc, it's just that Jaune has been very, very gentle with his love making. He let me do whatever I wanted, in every position, using every toy & in every hole I wanted. 😩

*winks at the reader*😉

I mean I definitely enjoyed it. It's just that I've been wanting something... More. 😍

Papa Arc: .... And why are you asking me this?

Ruby: Please Papa Arc! You must know something to make Jaune top me for once. I can't stand being the dom all the time. I'm a natural submissive. I crave being dominated by a big strong man. 😫

Papa Arc: *visibly cringe in pain*

I'm afraid I can't help you. That boy is a disappointment to his own blood.

He would sooner castrate himself before he tops you unfortunately.

Ruby: There's gotta be some way for him to take me to poundtown! 🥺

Papa Arc: ...Well there is a way, but you won't like it.

Ruby: Tell me! I'm desperate.😮

Papa Arc: Come here...

*whisper something to Ruby*

That Night.

Ruby: (Okay Ruby, you can do it just say it and Jaune will be all over you.) 😟

Jaune: Oh Ruby you're here. Come sit and play games with me, while drinking this hot chocky milk that I just made for you. ☕

Ruby: *gasp* (He's perfect! How could I want to ruin what we have. 😭)

Jaune: And afterwards we can go to sleep. So I can ignore your sexual needs.

Ruby: .... I don't think transwomen are real women. 😶

Jaune: Ruby... How could you say such horrible thing?

Ruby: You heard me I don't think they're even a real thing because there's only two genders and you can't change the gender you're born with. 🤭

Jaune: Stop! Stop it don't say anything anymore. You didn't mean it right? Say you didn't mean it!

Ruby: And come election, I will be voting for the orange man 🍊

Jaune: THAT'S IT!!!

Ruby: Kyaa~ 😜

A Few Moments Later...

Jaune: *grunt* Apologize *grunt* Apologize *grunt* right now! *grunt* Or I won't stop pounding you! *grunt*

Ruby: *moan* Yes... Give it to me! *moan* Punish me Jaune! *moan* faster, harder!!! *moan* correct my bigoted pussy! *moan* 💞

*plapping sounds intensify*

Jaune: *sigh* How's that Ruby. Had enough!? You promise you will stop making bigoted remarks?

Ruby: *gasp* (I came five times 😁) Hey Jaune.... Do you want to know what I think about the Faunus community? 😀

Jaune: RUBY!!! *back to pounding Ruby*

Nearby

Weiss: *sniffs* Those two dunces are going at it and didn't invite me. *sniffs*

Yang: It's been 3 hours. How could the two of them last this long.... Maybe Ruby won't mind me borrowing Jaune for a bit?

Blake: *furiously typing*

Epilogue:

The Next day Ruby is being targeted by the woke mobs after the hateful things she said came to light. And she is now currently in hiding.

Jaune crestfallen after Ruby went into hiding soon found himself being "comforted" by Yang, Weiss and Blake. Which left Jaune confused by this turn of event.

Papa Arc meanwhile is happy that Ruby is nowhere near his son and personally thanked the Woke mind virus for getting rid of her.