#OOOHHH HE'S HATING ME SO MUCH

[amoratheskeleton]

Guys....

i have 14 cats

14 cats on Minecraft

MY GAME IS LAGGING SO HARD PEMSBDKAANAKAKKJ broo i just think that my friend hates me rn EHEHHHEHHEHEHEHHEHE😈😈

(the tags have silly things:3)

[bitegore]

ngl i think i kind of was a genius for being like 'yeah this character is a scary killyou cannibal scary killer who scary kills you' and then realizing that the way my worldbuilding works out is that there's a nonzero chance that if you leave literally any body parts over they can just come back, depending on what they believe in their heart of hearts can kill them. Of course she'd start eating her kills. She probably tried normal stuff first and then realized it didn't work and she had to try harder if she wanted to actually keep them dead.

[iguessitsjustme]

Now I’m upset at em because when he had the time to fix the situation with name he just made it seem like name shouldn’t feel the way he is feeling also I hated how he got frustrated when mama didn’t answer him as fast as he normally would (now you see how name feels every time you said you would call but didn’t) that part made me so freaking mad! I was heated but to go to his mama like what plan does he have with his mother? Neither of them realize they are making him pull himself even more away from both of them

Hello my dear anon!

So I'm going to preface this by saying that I am also angry at Em. I don't think he's handling the situation very well and I am glad the rest of the friend group is keeping him in check. I also love Name so much. I would sell my soul for Name's happiness.

That being said, I don't think Em deserves all of the hate he is getting here on tumblr.com. I think it's important that despite his flaws, we recognize that he is still trying. He is now making a concentrated effort to let Name know when he is unavailable. He is trying.

I'm not sure who was on the other end of that phone call. I really hope it wasn't Name's mom because I would be livid. But I am going to hold off on my judgement and my anger until I am 100% sure. But even if it is Name's mother, Em has no way to know what she's been putting Name through. He's not there. He hasn't heard her guilt Name for not speaking. As far as he knows, Name is pulling away and isolating himself because he's left behind and lonely and it has nothing to do with his muteness.

And I love Name. Absolutely adore him and I will tear the world down if it meant he would start smiling again. But I think it's also important that we don't put Name on this pedestal of being some sort of perfect person incapable of mistakes. Not that he's made any mistakes. BUT as much as I love him and as much as it is not his fault, he is actively pushing the people closest to him away. He is choosing words that will hurt everyone, including himself. Again, it's in no way his fault, but I think it's important to note that the person on the receiving end of those messages is Em. Em is allowed to be hurt by them too. And when he noticed Name is being self destructive, his first instinct was to call...someone. Presumably someone he thought was in a position to help Name.

I don't think Em realizes the full extent of what Name is going through because he has no way to know. He's far away and he will only know what Name tells him. So from Em's perspective, he is super busy and exhausted all the time, and Name is lashing out about that. Because, again, Em has no way to know what Name's mother is doing to him. To Em, it's just a silly fight because he doesn't know any better. To Em, it's just Name angry that he's not available all of the time and it has nothing to do with his muteness. And Em is still trying to keep in contact. He's still trying to let Name know. He really listened to Gun's advice and he is trying. But he is not responsible for how Name responds. He can't control how upset Name is. And he can't help Name if he doesn't know what actually is wrong.

And as much as I love Name and as much as I want to rake his mother over the coals for her treatment of him, at some point, Name has to tell Em what's really bothering him. And trust me, I get it. I know how hard that is. I am also a person that tends to isolate myself and go silent when I'm going through it, but it's not the world's responsibility to fix my problems. My friends can't help if they don't know.

So while Em has most definitely fucked up, and owes Name the hugest of apologies, I think it's important to remember that he is still young and he is still human. He might be the catalyst for Name's breakdown but he's not the cause. Name's mother guilting him and pressuring him to "fix" himself when there's nothing wrong is the cause and she's the one placing all of the burden to help her son in the hands of Em, who seems like he's also struggling to keep it together.

[sincerelyneo]

hiiii will you repost your old haechan frat boy fic 🫣

i'm not sure if this is the one you were talking about, but it's the only google doc i had of haechan in a college au.

all bark no bite | l.hc

❯ summary: Lee Haechan is the most annoying man you’ve ever encountered. But that doesn’t mean you don’t find him hot; and maybe that’s why he has you flat on his mattress one night at a random frat party.

❯ pairings: haechan x fem!reader

❯ genre: college!au, rivals, smut.

❯ words: 2.5k

❯ tags: 18+ minors dni!, smut, angst, hate sex, oral sex (female receiving), unprotected sex (wrap it up !), pet names, excessive use of the name ‘baby’ and ‘princess’, begging, dirty talk, reader uses she/her pronouns, haechan is very cocky, haechan 1000% has a crush on the reader.

Lee Haechan is an asshole. A condescending, irritating asshole who knows exactly how to get on your fucking nerves and—

“God — fucking — dammit—!”

— is currently the asshole pressing you against his mattress.

Truth be told, you don’t even know how you got here. You remember being shoved in a closet with him for Seven Minutes in Heaven at some random frat party his friends were throwing, but you for sure as hell remember absolutely refusing to kiss him.

“Why not?” He’d sneered, folding his arms. “You scared you’re gonna like it, Princess? Promise I’ll take real good care of you–"

"Oh, please,” you’d scoffed right back. “Let’s not pretend you know your way around a girl’s body, Hyuck. I doubt you could even find my clit–"

"I would obliterate your pussy if you’d let me, and you know it,” there was a glint in his eye as he looked you up and down, “And we both know you’d like it.”

You were so fired up that you hadn’t even noticed how close you’d gotten to each other; you could feel his breath on your lips, his chest against yours. So irritated by his cockiness, you hardly even registered what you said next until it was too late:

“You’re all bark no bite, Lee Haechan.”

For the last three years you’ve been at college, you and Haechan had both been walking on eggshells around each other. There’d always been tangible tension ever since you had shut down one of his rants in class and essentially destroyed him — and from there it’d been a competition to one-up one another. You hated him, he hated you… but doesn’t the line between hate and lust wear oh so thin when it’s someone as hot as him?

The answer is yes, evidently.

After the seven minutes we’re up, Haechan wastes no time dragging you out of the closet and to his bedroom, earning him a matter of gasps and ‘ooohhhs’ from the rest of the players.

Next thing you know, you’re lying on your stomach, hands pinned at the small of your back as he thrusts into you so deeply you swear you can feel him in your stomach. His sheets rub against your clit with every body-wrecking slap of his hips against you, your throat hoarse from screaming. And for a moment you’re really, really, really fucking sorry for even doubting his abilities so much — because God can he fuck.

But you’d never tell him that, you don’t need to. His ego is already massive, he’ll live without validation from you — or so you think.

A hand crowds underneath you, before seizing your neck and pulling you up. The shortness of breath makes you pant, pulsing around him instinctively and you hear him laugh in your ear.

Fucking asshole.

And as if he hears you, his fingers find your mouth — and you gag, because his fingers are fucking thick and he’s shoving them down your throat. And the worst part is you love it, your mouth swallowing them the minute they push past your lips like it was just instinct.

"Oh, baby,” he laughs breathlessly, “Next time you do that, make sure it’s on my dick."

"You fucking wish—” you grunt, because he’s laying into you real deep now, slow, languid thrusts that have you refraining from shuddering all over– “as if there’s going to be a next time, you dick."

"Oh?” his hips still.

Then, almost thoughtfully, they begin again. Slow and teasing and not nearly enough to have you writhing in pleasure. His pace is tortuous, and if he didn’t have your arms pinned behind you, you’d claw at his back to make him speed up.

“Really? You think one night of the best sex you’ll ever have is enough?"

"Please, your dick game isn’t that impressive,” you say flatly. “Just make me cum and get this over with.”

You feel the heat of his breath as he dips his head again, placing kisses on your jaw so gently that for a moment you’re taken aback. “Don’t get impatient now, baby. I told you I’d take care of you didn’t I? Just…” His hips still again– “I think I’d like you to ask for it.”

“Ask?” You scoff, incredulous.

He nibbles down on your ear, before brushing past it with his lips low enough to whisper, “You're right. I meant beg.”

“What, you get off on girls begging for your permission–?"

There’s a rough snap of his hips into you and you have to bite hard down on your lip to stop yourself from whimpering.

"Not just any girls,” he mutters, so quiet that you almost don’t hear. “Only you.”

You’re going to pretend that your heart doesn’t flip when he says that, partially because of how sick it is that that gets you off, and instead focus on what the fuck is going on.

Did Lee Haechan just admit he wants you to beg for him? The same man who’d made it his college mission to torment and tease you at every given opportunity wants you.

If you weren’t lying on your stomach and taking every thick inch of him you’d be running in shock horror. But you find the idea isn’t quite as horrifying as you’d imagined.

“… Maybe we can fit more than one round in tonight, but that’s all I can offer you,” you say after a moment. You can feel him freeze up behind you. “I’m a busy girl with exams, Hyuck, I don’t have time to be running around with strange men–”

“Strange men?” His laugh is really nice. Sweet and dorky — the opposite of the usual mischievous chuckling he did when he knew he had gotten under your skin — and you only manage a huff of your own laughter yourself before you’re caught off guard by his steadily increasing grinds. “And after those exams? Got any time for a strange man like me?"

“…I’d have to check my calendar.”

He hums, and you swear to God if he stops again you’ll take back everything. "But for now… What’s your calendar open to, baby? Three? Four rounds?”

“Bold of you to assume you’ll get me to cum more than once,” you mumble, but you’re beginning to lose your breath as he picks up the pace once again. “I’ll warn you, though – I get loud after two.”

You don’t have to look back to know he’s sporting a smug as fuck grin. “You better muffle yourself with a pillow then, because I’m not stopping.”

“You’re so fucking sexy when you do that.”

Okay, so maybe the whole ‘waiting until after exams’ bit is getting to Haechan. He wouldn’t wait until your calendar cleared up, he couldn’t, his testosterone wouldn’t let him.

It’s been a whole three days since he got to fuck you; and God was it driving him insane.

You glance up at him now, unimpressed. You knew studying with him was a bad idea, but he’d been so insistent; and you had to admit, knowing he had made you cum four times made his presence all the more tolerable to hang out with.

“When I what? Do science homework?"

"No, no – I mean, yes. When you concentrate you get this small… crease between your brows…” He reaches forward – concentrating himself – tugging the plush of his bottom lip between his teeth as he reaches out to poke between your brows. “You look fucking sexy.”

“Alright, Casanova, hands to ourselves” you snort before you return to your reading.

The silence doesn’t last long, and the second he opens his mouth you swear you’re two moments away from taping his lips together.

“Lemme eat you out.”

“Wh– no!” Horrified, you peek around to see if anyone had heard him. But the library is virtually empty – it always is after 11 PM on a Friday.

And also, you’re both tucked away in a table at the back behind the History books that no-one ever takes out.

“You should be studying.”

“Don’t worry about me, I got this exam in the bag.”

You glare. “You’re awfully confident.”

“Yeah.” He shrugs, slumping in his seat again. “You’re my only competition, and, well…”

“Well, what?” You demand, setting your book down.

This was the usual dynamic you were familiar with when it came to Lee Haechan.

“You saying I’m not good enough competition, for you Hyuck? If my memory serves me correctly – and it definitely does – I beat you by 10% on our last exam.”

His own eyes narrow.

Oh, you just hit a nerve.

“Just for that,” he begins slowly, pushing his chair out, “I’m gonna suck your clit ‘til you go dizzy.”

“What part of no don’t you understand?”

But the promise is enticing and you part your legs anyway as he shimmies underneath the table.

“You’re such a fuckboy, I swear–”

“I am not!” He objects incredulously from beneath you. “I just like how you taste, baby.”

A fuckboy, you swear. But he’s got a way with words (and a way with his fingers, and a way with his tongue, and a way with his di—).

You feel your skirt being rucked up and your panties being pulled to the side – seconds later, his face ducks up from the table, grinning wolfishly.

“You’re kinda wet down here, baby. Are you sure you’re okay?” He teases.

“Shut up before I scream,” you grunt, folding your arms.

“Wouldn’t that be a dream?” He sighs. He retreats not two milliseconds after, though, and you hear him whistle lowly to himself. And then, so quiet you almost don’t catch it: “Fucking hell, baby.”

You make a promise that if he calls you baby once more you’re going to kick him because it makes your stomach flutter and your palms sweat — but then he licks a rough line up your pussy and you decide that maybe you’ll allow him to call you whatever he pleases.

Your head falls back as he does it again, and again, and again, as if he’s trying to clean up whatever mess you’d made in your panties. And normally you’d be irritated — wanting him to just move onto your clit already — but he genuinely sounds like he’s enjoying himself.

Quiet groans in his throat and passionate movements of his jaw, and his hands grasp your thighs so tightly you know there’ll be bruises. He smacks his lips wetly and you jolt, peeking out from behind the bookshelf to see if anyone had seen.

“Calm down,” He says, words muffled against you. “Nobody comes behind here on a Friday night. We’re safe.”

And as if to punctuate his point: a finger pulls back the hood of your clit, and true to his word, he sucks. Quickly, you shove your fist into your mouth and begin to gnaw on your knuckles, squeezing your eyes shut so hard that you see stars.

“H-Hyuck,” you whimper, “Unless you want me to get us caught–"

"I know, I know,” he says, sighing. His face comes out from underneath the table again. “I’ll be good if you pull your top down.”

“W-what?” To be fair, you’re still delirious off pleasure because his thumb hasn’t stopped grinding against your clit. “Why?"

"So I can play with your tits,” he says easily, shrugging. “C'mon, Princess. Show me your boobs.”

You stare at him for a moment, disbelief written on your face. “You’re such a man.”

“And you’ve still got the limp to prove it, haven’t you, baby? Don’t think I haven’t noticed the way you can’t walk straight.”

“Whatever.” You pull your top down, tug your breasts out of their cups – only to appease him and get him to shut up. Immediately he takes one in his grabby hands, all warm and rough as he tugs and pulls at one nipple.

So, okay, maybe he does know what he’s doing. Sometimes. Who are you kidding? All the time.

“Hm, you like that, don’t you?"

"Shut up,” you hiss, “if you get us banned from this library because of your dirty talk I’m never fucking you again—shit."

“We both know that’s not true.”

A steady stream of suckling on your sensitive bundle of nerves calls your attention elsewhere; at the same time, your nipple is rolled between his index and thumb. You feel like you’re buzzing all over, and it’s not because you’ve had five cups of coffee in the last three hours.

You don’t realise that you’re panting – fucking close – until Haechan releases your clit with a pop. He ducks underneath the table to peek up at you again. "Are you trying to get us caught?"

"I’ll be quiet,” you promise through gritted teeth, shoving your top into your mouth. You restrain the urge to curse him out because you could feel the beginning flutters of your orgasm on the tip of your tongue, and you know he’ll draw it out as much as possible if given the chance. “Just keep going."

He’s wearing a victorious, shit-eating grin when he gets back to it, energy increasing rapidly. He eats pussy like he’s competing for a trophy, and truth be told, you don’t mind being his prize if he makes you cum as hard as you did a few days ago. His tongue moves eagerly, tracing letters and numbers and fucking his name on your sensitive skin before sucking again.

No noise. You try to coach your brain into silence.

You never usually have a problem keeping quiet for the first orgasm. But as much as you hate to admit it, the act of being eaten out in a public library is a different kind of turn on.

And it really doesn't help that Haechan knows exactly what he’s doing.

Maybe that’s why when you cum, you have no problem with clinging to any part of him you can get your hands on — his hand on your chest, his hair between your legs. A weak whimper follows as you contract around nothing, hips bucking gently into his mouth, and he takes it all in.

Fuck.

He slides back from under the table and resurfaces a metre away, grinning widely. You know the image of you looking so ruined because of him is doing wonders for his ego — so as quickly as possible you pull your top down and readjust your skirt, panties irritatingly rough against your skin.

"Good, huh?"

You don’t want to give him anymore satisfaction, but you know with the orgasm he had just given you so publicly, there was no use in lying. In fact, you’re certain lying to him would only make his cocky ego flame even more.

“Whatever, Hyuck. You give good head, I’ll give you that.”

He hums, leaning backwards. “Thanks, baby. Now, bend over."

”Excuse me?“ You say.

“C’mon, you can’t just let me eat your pretty pussy and not expect me to get hard. You’re blue balling me here, Princess.”

You’re so genuinely shaken by his unfaltering confidence that you just stare.

“And don’t pretend you don’t love my cock.”

“Hyuck—”

“Bend over, I’m not kidding.”

You’re in a library. Letting him eat you out was already a reach — but you can’t deny that you do love the feeling of him inside you. And he did take good care of you last time. And —

You sigh in defeat, standing. “Remember what I told you last time?"

"You get loud after two. I’ll keep that in mind, baby.”

[mischieveousmayhem]

Hiiii I was wondering if I could request a Deku x reader and jealous ochako??

It goes where reader and deku are childhood besties like pinky promised to marry each other when they get older besties but reader had to move away to another country due to being accepted into one of the most prestigious quirk schools in the world (besides UA) and she ends up coming back to Japan during the UA sports festival and her and deku have a sweet reunion but ochako seems to be a bit jealous of reader and tries to make it obvious abt how she feels abt deku but in the end ultimately decides her jealousy isn’t worth losing her friendship over and deku and reader end up together :3

"Until we meet again.."

a/n: ok this took me a minute to figure out what i wanted to do but please enjoy! i did see the other part anon , where you requested what the quirk is, i just spiced it up a little! also please request guys im so uninspired till i see requests.

pairing: Izuku Midoriya x Fem! Reader , one sided Izuku Midoriya x Ochako

Warnings: Jealousy, Cursing, Making Ochako act slightly fannon and annoying, Reader moves to Getmaly

Genre: Fluff , maybe slightly angsty?

Synopsis: Y/N L/N finally returns to Japan where she can finally see her bestest friend. However, someone (Ochako) has a crush on her best friend, Izuku. When Ochako sees the two super close she tries to steal all of Izuku's attention away from the reader. But is it worth the loss of making her crush, but friend hate her?

Readers Quirk: Energy Absorbtation. User can absorb energy around them (ex. electricity, heat, etc.) and release powerful bolts of pink bolts. User also has laser eyes and can absorb enough energy to fly . (Basically Starfires powers but using energy to create the power). However the user must be super careful! Absorbing too much energy can make them have too much adrenaline and lose control and go manic!

—

"HEY!" A small voice boomed across the playground.

The ash blonde and his friends turned to see to see who was yelling at them. The green haired boy sunk more thinking it was just another person who would treat him the same as the ash blonde, Kastuki Bakugou and his friends were.

"Leave him alone! He didn't do anything to you."

Looking at the figure it was a girl, she had H/C pigtails and beautiful S/C toned skin. This made Bakugou smirk. Really? A girl tryna challenge the great Katsuki.

"Ooohhh I'm so scared , what is a little weak girl gonna do." He sarcastically remarked.

She smiled, "Weak? You call this weak?" There are pink bolts forming around her hand.

"Wowww so your a night light?" One of the ash blondes friends say.

"Hmm, no." She takes the bolts and pulverizes a nearby petite plant. The ash blonde and the rest of the bullies eyes widened, "Could be you next by the way." She said knowing that the plant was only turned to ashes for two reasons, it was a small plant and secondly, she didn't really know how to use her quirk that well so she absorbed a powerful bit.

Bakugou snaps out of it, "Yeah whatever, I'm not scared of you. We're just gonna leave cause we don't hang around useless nerds." Bakugou leaves while his "posse" follows behind him.

The girl walks up to the green-headed boy on the ground and reaches out a hand. He immediately takes it.

"Thanks for that..." He spoke shyly not knowing the girl who was seen as a stranger.

"No problem! Whats your name by the way?" She smiled.

"Izuku Midoriya."

"Cool name! I'm Y/N L/N"

"Nice to meet you L/N"

"Please just call me Y/N!"

From then on the two hung out more and more each day and they grew closer and closer. To the point where one day when they were playing house in Y/N's backyard a conversation came up.

Currently the two had stuffed animals and dolls as kids and Y/N smiled "I can't wait to have a life this growing up! It's so fun being married to you too!"

"Yeah it is fun. I want to have a life like this when I grow up to! Being a hero and having kids that look up to me would be a great life" Izuku smiled at her agreement.

"I have an idea, when we grow up, let's get married!" She exclaimed.

"Okay!" He says giving her a hug.

Once the hug breaks she holds out her pinky.

"Pinky promise?"

Their fingers lock.

"Pinky promise."

The two were super estatic to grow up and marry each other. However they ran into a road bump.

"Izuku..I'm sorry but I have to leave the country. I got an offer to go to a better school than U.A."

Those words rang into Izuku's ears everyday even to the present day. Everyday he missed her , everyday he wanted to see her face to face instead of just texting her or calling her. He missed her dearly. Y/N was like Izuku's oxygen. He felt it hard to breathe without her. However her going away didn't set him back from his journey to becoming number one hero. In fact, it pushed him harder.

This takes us to present day, the day Y/N gets to come home. Although it is not permanent, Izuku is very happy she is coming back home even if it's just for the festival. Sure all his friends were nice at U.A. Especially Ochako. She considered Izuku her best friend, but he didn't consider his. Y/N would always be his best friend no matter what.

They haven't been separated that long either it's been like what? A year? Maybe a little less? Either way he was just happy he was going to her again. And again was today.

Waiting at the bus stop for her to get off, Ochako stood next to him, more like against him, she gave him like zero personal space. They were gonna walk with Y/N to U.A since she must not be familiar with Japan anymore.

"Soo who are we waiting for?" Ochako started conversation.

"My childhood best friend." Izuku says.

Ochako questions, "Oh really? Did they not pass the exam go get into U.A?"

"Actually that's not it at all. She got an offer to take an exam at a much more prestigious school and she passed. She is one of the top students in her class." Izuku explains.

She? His best friend was a she? This made Ochakos stomach turn into knots. She has had a crush on Izuku for a while but he knew his so called childhood best friend longer. What if he liked his childhood best friend instead of Ochako? Is that why he ignores all her small hints? Or maybe the boy is just oblivious as hell.

Snapping her out of her thoughts, the bus pulled up and there came a beautiful S/C toned girl who stepped off smiling as wide as possible.

Izuku didn't even almost notice her! She had changed so much. Her hair had pink highlights, the same shade as her energy bolts along with puberty hitting her like a bus, and not just her body, but her face matured. The only thing that made Izuku sure it was her was that wide smile and her glimmering E/C eyes.

"Izuku!" She jumped and embraced him. Before he could even embrace her back they started flying in the air in circles. After 5 seconds of spinning Y/N made sure both their feet touched the ground.

Ochako just stood there awkwardly watching this entire interaction. However her awkward stance is what was hiding that boiling feeling inside her.

"You can fly now?!" Izuku exclaimed at Y/N.

"Yeah! Training really does help you explore what else you can do with your powers." She smiled. "I can't wait to see your awesome quirk today at the festival."

She knew Izuku got a quirk , however she didn't know the backstory on how or why he got it so late. She didn't even bother to ask because the boy was happy and she wouldn't dare ask unless he offered to tell her.

"I'm gonna try my best to win." He says before turning to the awkward Ochako.

"Oh Uraraka, this is my best friend I was telling you about! This is Y/N and Y/N, this is Uraraka." He introduced the two.

Y/N stuck out her hand in front of Uraraka to shake it, "Nice to meet you, by the way you're like soo pretty."

Ochako shook Y/N's hand, "Nice to meet you too, and thanks." She said, but you could hear the slight bitterness in Ochako's voice.

The three walked to U.A together, mainly Izuku and Y/N talking and laughing while Ochako trailed behind them, like a third wheel. This wasn't fair. When Y/N wasn't here Izuku would be talking and laughing with her not Y/N. She would just have to get Izuku's attention some way.

—

Before the festival started Izuku and Y/N shared on more conversation.

"Woww , it must be fun to be able to compete! In Germany we can't compete in festivals till we're second years." Y/N explained.

"I wish so too, I would love to try to compete against you so I can show you how I can beat you with my quirk." He said pumping a fist up.

"And may she might, young students!" All Might appeared out of no where behind the two. The voice startled Y/N but when she turned around she saw All Might.

"Oh my stars! It's All Might!! Wait what do you mean?" She titled her head.

"I have heard about you , L/N. You and your fellow students were in a magazine a while ago." He explained, while Y/N's eyes lit up. "I can speak and have it arranged for you to join us in our festival. I want to see you at work."

"Oh my stars! Really?! Like really , really?!" Y/N was so happy right now she looked like she was gonna pee herself.

"I can try. Now wait for me outside in the hall while I speak to this young student." All Might says as Y/N obeys and closes the door on the way out.

All Might shrinks back down to regular old Toshi. He coughs before speaking.

"Does she know?"

"No, I didn't tell her."

"Good , I was afraid you would tell her especially since she doesn't go here." Toshi says, weakness in his voice. "I'm going to go take her to talk to the other pros in charge to see if we can get her to join the festival. I know you will do good Midoriya." He places a hand on Izuku's shoulder before going back to being All Might.

Before leaving he turns around and says, "Good luck."

—

Y/N hummed as she changed in the locker room. Ochako so happened to be there getting prepared. When Ochako spots her she immediately tries to avoid Y/N however Y/N's attention was somewhere else. She was just too excited for this opportunity.

When Ochako realized Y/N wasn't paying attention she stared at Y/N. Damn, she wouldn't blame Izuku if he did like Y/N. Y/N was beautiful and she looked so much better in the gym uniform then Ochako.

Y/N wore a sports bra only under the uniform because she wasn't prepared for this. Ochako saw this and thought she should do the same so Ochako took off her tank top and left her sports bra on with just the gym uniform on top.

Y/N turns, "Oh Uraraka! Guess what they're letting me compete in the festival." She smiled.

"Oh. I am happy for you. I hope you do well."

"You too! May the best one win." Y/N smiles friendly before leaving.

"Yeah may the best one win.." Ochako mutters knowing that she didn't want to just win the festival she also wanted to win Izuku's love and attention.

—

The festival contained of many challenges.

The first one was the obstacle course. Y/N ended up passing at number 15. That was only because she didn't use flight for it. She used her pure skills.

Next was the calvary battle. Y/N ended up being placed on team Todoroki. She was having so much fun she barely noticed it was a challenge.

Finally , it was one on ones. Y/N won her first round against Mina and she was super pleased by it. She didn't think she was that good with her quirk. But she had an advantage against Mina's acid. Acid is a chemical, and chemicals have energy.

It was time for Uraraka and Bakugou to fight and Uraraka was nevous before she went on so she went to Izuku.

But before she did she unzipped her uniform to show off her sports bra and then confronted him unfortunately Y/N was there.

"Oh Midoriya!" She exclaimed interrupting what Y/N and Izuku were talking about. "I have to fight Bakugou and I'm so gonna lose" She said almost in an almost too dramatic way.

"Let me help you come up with a pla–" Izuku tried to speak.

"I don't need your help with winning, I want to do this on my own. I know I can do it." Ochako say, "I'm just so nervous, can I have a hug before I go on?" She asks with pleading eyes.

Izuku and Ochako embrace for a solid 10 seconds before Y/N joins in. Then the unwanted group hug only lasts about 5 seconds.

"You're gonna do great Ochako! Bakugou just has a bigggggggg ego since forever. You're gonna win." Y/N smiled.

"Yeah, you are Ochako!" Izuku agrees.

"Thanks guys..." The "guy" thats came out her mouth was super bitter and she stared daggers at Y/N while she said it. However Y/N thought it was on accident so she smiled.

That almost frustrated Ochako past her limits. But made her think why is Y/N being so nice? Why can't Y/N back off OCHAKOS Izuku? Whatever it didn't matter.

Ochako hugged Izuku one more time before going to her battle. As she walked off she thought that if she did well it would impress Izuku and he will fall in love. Maybe she's being delusional but she won't give up on him.

Y/N and Izuku watched the painful battle of Ochako vs Bakugou. They were both putting on a strong fight but Bakugou was obviously winning.

"She needs to forfeit or she's gonna get seriously injured, Izuku."

"She's gonn—" He's cut off when Ochako hits the ground.

Y/N gasps and Izuku's eyes widen.

Midnight declares Ochako is unconscious, however leading Y/N and Izuku rushing down to recovery girl.

A few moments later Ochako's eyes fluttered open. She saw Y/N and Izuku next to her.

"Shes awake!" Y/N exclaimed. "Are you okay?"

Ochako stared blankly. Why was Y/N here? But she knew Izuku was here so she put on a little act, "Oh my..I'm in so much pain right now." She wasn't seriously lying, Recovery Girl can't fully help Ochako recover.

"You put on a good fight Uraraka! It's nice to see you awake however, I have to prepare to fight Todoroki in a little. I'll catch you guys later!" Izuku hugged Ochako and she became slightly flustered before he left the room.

Sitting down in a chair next to Uraraka, Y/N speaks, "That fight was so impressive! I could see your strategy. I wish you won it would have been so badass for you to beat Bakugou."

While Y/N kept complimenting Ochako and talking about the fight. Ochako realized something. Ever since Y/N came back she's just been jealous of her. When in reality she shouldn't have. Y/N has no bad intentions towards her, she just wants to be her friend. Imagine if Izuku knew what she thought of Y/N? He would hate her guts.

Realization.

"And the way you used your jacket for a—" Y/N was cut off by Ochako,

"Do you like Midoriya?" Ochako asks.

"Yes, he's my best—"

"I mean do you like him?" She exaggerates the like this time.

Y/N stops and thinks before answering.

"... It doesn't matter, I don't think he feels the same." The answer came out her mouth almost too quietly, but Ochako heard it.

"L/N," Ochako sat up, wincing from the little pain she had left and grabbing Y/N's hand. "The way he looks at you, the way he interacts with you, every time he interacts with you it's different from others. He doesn't just like you, I'm sure he loves you. You're the love of his life, you should tell him."

Y/N is speechless, "But don't you like him?"

"How'd you know?!?" Ochako becomes flustered.

"It's obvious."

"Then it's also obvious he doesn't like me back."

Y/N got up and helped Ochako get up. "I know you like him, but I don't want to get with him if you lik—"

"Please, who cares if I like him, I want him to be happy and he's obviously happy with you. So let's go watch him kick ass." Ochako smiled hooking her arms with Y/N's as they went to go watch Midoriya vs Todoroki.

—

"Aww you did so well , though." Ochako spoke, where Ochako, Y/N, and Izuku were all back with Recovery Girl.

"I agree." Y/N smiled.

"Thanks guys, I'm disappointed though."

"Next year, you're going to beat him for sure." Ochako says.

"Same goes for you beating Bakugou."

"Speaking of Bakugou," Y/N chimes in, "I'll avenge you right now. Cause guess who has to fight him."

The two stared at Y/N.

"He's super strong though." Midoriya spoke up.

"He may be strong but I'm sure I'm stronger." Y/N smiled.

"You got this girlie! If anyone can beat him it's you." Ochako smiled optimistically, and this time there was no bitterness.

—

Y/N stood in the ring across from Bakugou.

"We meet again Katsuki." Y/N smiles.

"Don't call me that."

"Hmm, I'll call you whatever I want after I beat you." Y/N smiles.

"The hell? You'll never beat me."

"Wanna bet?"

"Damn right, I do."

Y/N giggles, "I'll go easyy.."

Bakugou had enough of the talk he sent the first explosion towards her. Using acrobatic skills, she flipped out the way dodging the attack.

"Damn, thats all you got?"

"Fuck no."

Y/N flew up throwing bolts at Bakugou.

The two were fighting for a good 15 minutes. The area was smoky from not only Bakugou's explosions but Y/N's bolts and laser eyes.

Unfortunately, Y/N was beat by Katsuki by default because she absorbed too much energy and went manic.

—

When everyone recovered and everyone recovered it was time for Y/N to go home. Izuku was sad and so was Y/N. They didn't know the next time they would see each other and this made them both upset.

It was rainy, and they both stood under an umbrella waiting for the bus to take Y/N to the airport.

"You did awesome at the festival." She broke the silence.

"So did you." He spoke , but there was sadness in his voice.

"You know, I'm really proud of you and your quirk is amazing. I can't wait to see how hard you train and how good you are next time I see you." She smiled almost sadly, "And then I'll fight your that time."

He chuckles, "I hope you don't think you're gonna win."

"Trust me, I will."

The bus pulled up and the two looked even more sad.

"I guess this is it for who knows how long." Izuku turns and faces her.

"Don't be sad, Izuku. Our separation is only temporary. Remember, I'll come back and we will get married?" She cuffs his cheek.

He lit up a little, not thinking she remembered the promise. He melted into the touch of her hand while nodding.

They shared one last embrace,

"Goodbye, Y/N."

"Until we meet again, Izu."

The embrace broke but Y/N didn't walk off yet. What did was totally unexpected. She pecked his lips and ran on to the bus, "Call me later!"

Those were the last words he heard her say before he stood there flustered.

They wouldn't just marry each other in the future because they were best friends.

Izuku Midoriya found his true love, his soulmate, and he can't wait to see her again.

[sweetfictionalworld]

Miles Quaritch x Reader, Miles accidentally finds an aphrodisiac plant and after a little bit of walking, meets up with fellow recom!reader and then smut?

Ooohhh yes! Thanks for the request! My first time writing something with sex pollen, so I hope I didn't screw up 🙃

Feral - Recom!Miles Quaritch x Recom!Female Reader

Warnings: Nsfw, Smut, Sex Pollen, Unprotected Sex, Rough Sex.

It was just another recon in the Pandora forest. Or so Quaritch thought. He had divided the team into two and two to cover more ground. He was watching your backside in front of him, his eyes glued to your ass fitted into those tight cargo pants of yours. Damn, he wouldn't mind hitting that. But he knew relationships with teammates always complicated things. Spider was enough evidence of that.

You could feel Colonel Quaritch's eyes on you, which always made you uncomfortable and turned on at the same time. There was no denying the guy was hot, but the smug bastard knew all too well the effect he had on women. And you hated nothing more than self-satisfied men who thought they were above everyone else. And yet, you couldn't stop fantasizing about him taking you however he wanted, fucking you like you were nothing but a little sex doll while mocking you, and you hated yourself for it.

Something in the corner of Quaritch's eye caught his attention. He came to a halt, inspecting the alien flower with curiosity. A simple flower wouldn't usually pique his interest, but there was something about this one that made him take a closer look. It resembled the orchids back on earth, only much taller and bigger, its blood-red color standing out amongst all the green. Quaritch bent down, only to be sprayed with a mist of red pollen hitting his face. What the hell? Quaritch jolted back and coughed as the mist went into his mouth and nose, and he blinked to try and get rid of the stuff in his eyes. Quaritch stumbled backward and bumped into you. He turned around and squinted, trying to focus his gaze, but you were nothing but a blur in front of him.

"Are you okay?" you asked and eyed him with concern.

"Yeah, I'm fine." Quaritch coughed again and rubbed his eyes. "Just this fuckin' flower spraying me with something."

You looked down at the flower and took a step back. You sure as hell wouldn't want to be infected with some alien shit.

"We should head back to base. That thing might be poisonous.

"Yeah," Quaritch nodded and blinked as his vision cleared. It was better to be safe than sorry. "I guess you're right."

You nodded back and turned around to head back to the group's rendezvous point.

Quaritch had a hard time focusing with your fine ass in front of him. He kept staring at it, swaying side to side as you walked. Fuck, why did you have to be so damn enticing? He started to feel hotter, his breathing heavy and labored as he could feel his dick hardening and throbbing inside the confinement of his cargo pants. What the hell was wrong with him? Sure, he'd been hard and aroused around you before, but never like this. Never this intense and hot and sweaty...

You were following the path back to the rendezvous point when you were suddenly pushed against the nearest tree. You huffed in surprise and from the impact, frowned when you felt Quaritch's hot breath against your ear and his muscular body pressed against you.

"What the fuck are you doing?!" you barked and hissed at him.

"Need. To fuck," Quaritch muttered out of breath, and your eyes widened at his words, but more so when he shifted his body, and you felt a hard bulge press against the cleft of your ass.

"Q-Quaritch?" you stuttered and felt your cheeks get hot when you heard him open his pants. You knew this was wrong, but this was exactly like one of your fantasies. Him taking what he wanted for his own pleasure.

"Take these damn pants off," he growled with a strained voice and started tugging on the buttons of your pants. A rush of arousal surged through your body, but you still managed to get enough control to turn around and push him away from you, making him stumble backward.

"What the fuck, Quaritch!" you snarled but quickly grew quiet when your gaze landed on his very hard cock. It was poking out of the opening of his pants, standing up against his stomach. The head was aggressively purple, and blue throbbing veins were bulging across the sides of his dick. Fuck, you'd never seen a cock this hard before, like it was ready to explode.

Quaritch made a noise that sounded full of agony and pain. Looking up at his face, you could see the sweat trickling down his forehead. His eyes flickered back and forth in panic, and his chest was heaving rapidly along with his desperate breaths.

"P-Please...," Quaritch pleaded desperately. "It feels like I'm burning up from the inside. I just need to.. I need to fuck. Please..."

You stared at Quaritch as you recalled something you read before coming to Pandora. A myth about an aphrodisiac flower supposedly growing here, a flower that the only cure for was having sex, or you would die. What if it wasn't a myth? What if it was all true? Could you really take the risk of ignoring this? If you did, and it was true, Quaritch would be dead soon.

Before you knew it, you were quickly unbuttoning your pants and stepping out of them along with your underwear and boots. Next, you removed the clothes on your upper body and dropped them on the ground.

"Then, fuck me Quaritch," you heard the words coming from your mouth without even registering that you were uttering them. Your breath caught in your throat when Quaritch lifted his head, and you saw the feral look in his eyes as his gaze traveled down your body. A surge of arousal spiked through your core at the look he gave you, like a lion about to devour his prey. And at that moment, that was all you wanted him to do.

Quaritch's thoughts were overpowered by the primal desire pumping through his veins when you stood there in front of him like a tempting goddess.

He charged forward like a growling tiger in heat, pushing you down on the ground beneath him.

You lost your breath for a moment at the impact, your widening eyes staring up at him as he grabbed your wrist and locked your arms above your head while slamming inside you in one, swift movement.

You cried out as Quaritch's cock plunged into you without mercy, hitting the tip of your cervix as he buried himself balls deep in your cunt. Quaritch growled at the sensation of your soft, squishy walls gripping his cock so tightly.

Shit, you were so fucking wet for him. If he were in his normal state, he would tease you about it. But all he cared about now was the sweet relief of emptying his seed in your womb. He started thrusting like a savage, grunting with each buck of his hips as he rammed his cock harder and deeper inside you.

The initial pain you felt was swiftly replaced, every plunge of Quaritch's cock inside you sending a jolt of pleasure through your belly. Quaritch let go of your wrists and grabbed your hips instead, holding you firmly as he crashed his pelvis against your inner thighs. You looked up into Quaritch's eyes, but it was like he wasn't there anymore. Only an animal taking care of its primal needs. Faster and faster, he went, fucking you into the ground, sure to leave bruises for days. Soon, you felt the familiar pleasure build up in your core, and at a certain deep thrust, Quaritch sent you over the edge. You arched your back and tightened your pussy around his cock as your orgasm rippled through your body.

A wave of pleasure rushed through Quaritch's core when your tight tunnel clenched around him. It was all it took for him to come, his hips pumping through his climax as he filled your pussy with his semen. A sigh of relief left his lungs as he slumped his heavy body down on the ground next to you.

"Are you okay?" you asked out of breath, your chest heaving rapidly as you looked at him.

Quaritch nodded and looked back at you, his chest heaving in pace with yours. A sudden realization of what he had done came over him, and his eyes widened in guilt-ridden shame.

"Shit! I'm sorry, y/n. I don’t know what the fuck happened to me. I couldn't control myself anymore."

You smiled. "It's alright, Quaritch. It wasn't your fault. It was that flower."

Quaritch frowned. "The flower?"

"Yeah." You sat up, suddenly aware of how naked you were. Quickly, you picked up your tank top and pulled it down over your head before reaching for your underwear. You continued speaking as you put on the rest of your clothes, trying to ignore the gush of semen pouring out of you and wettening your panties. "I read something about it before I came here. Something about an aphrodisiac flower with some weird sex pollen. It was supposed to be a myth. Guess we can confirm it was not," you said and chuckled as you stood up.

"Yeah, I guess so," Quaritch chuckled back as he stood up along with you, cautiously eyeing your face. "Are you alright, though?"

"Yes, I'm fine. It's not like I haven't thought about doing this with you," you said and blushed the second you realized what you'd said.

Fuck.

"Is that so?" Quaritch raised an eyebrow and smirked. "Well, just say the word, and I'm all yours, sugar."

You rolled your eyes and sighed. You would never hear the end of this. "Just come on. The others are probably waiting for us," you muttered and walked off ahead of him.

Quaritch chuckled and followed in your path, his eyes never leaving the round curves of your ass and your tail swaying side to side. Yup, hooking up with teammates was never a good idea, but it sure was fun.

[dadbodsandbellies]

The author of this captions decided to stay anonymous. Enoy!

—–

“Oooof… hand me the oil would ya son?” He asked as he plopped down on the couch spreading his legs and undid his belt and zipper to make room for his big heavy belly to rest in between. I handed him the coconut oil and watched as he took a hand full and rubbed the sides of his big achy stomach. He was 9 months along now with quads and was due any day now. “They get bigger and bigger by the day! I don’t know how much bigger i could possibly get.” He says as he slaps both hands at the sides of his big round oily belly and rubs in big circles . “Ooh oof ungh” he grunts and moans as the babies kick and protest at the pressure of his rubbing. “You should be due any day now. Need any help?” I offered. Truth be told I enjoyed watching him sit on the couch everyday unable to get up from the size and weight of his heavy and perfectly round gut that protruded so far that he had no choice but to let it rest in between his tired legs spread out wide. In the mornings he’d eat and engorge until his belly was tight and full. After all he was eating for 5. In the afternoon I’d sit and watch tv with him and sometimes when the quads were less active I’d rest my head atop his round firm stomach while rubbing his underbelly gently to lessen the pressure. I’d help him up and he’d waddle around the house holding his heavy belly from underneath and picking it up to lessen the weight. At night he’d sit in bed and rub his belly for hours to relieve the aches and stretching until he knocked out but today he needed my assistance to reach every inch of his big round achy belly. The quads were heavy, each weighing approximately 8 pounds. “Yes please! Ugh I can only rub so much myself. Please be gentle… ohh ooof… my belly is feeling especially heavy and sensitive today.” He held his under belly and picked it up to relieve the weight of it for a few seconds and then let go and as it plopped back down it jiggled and the babies again kicked and squirmed in protest. I took the oil in my hands and eagerly walked over to his immense gut. I started with rubbing his outie belly button and then went to the top of his mound and ran my hands up and down the middle of his big pregnant stomach. His moans and grunts are what I really wanted to hear so I ignored his direction about being gentle and rigorously rubbed the sides of this big belly with a moderate amount of pressure. It was softer than it looked so I was able to really get in there. “Ooohhh it hurts… ugghh… but it feels so good…don’t stop…. keep rubbing… ohhh the babies hate it…. ohhh wow ughhhng” he moaned and grunted in pain and pleasure. I enjoyed rubbing this big ball of a belly until his tight skin absorbed all the oil. “How was that?” I said as I gave the last rub and took one hand away and gave him a couple pats in the middle of his belly followed by a playful slap at the top of his ginormous ball gut. “That felt amazing. But… ooof..Babies didn’t like it from the looks of it” the quads kicked and made his belly bounce and sway and jiggle. "Ahh! Oh! Ooof… oh… I think it’s time" he screamed in pain as he held his now tightening ball gut. “Time for what !? They’re coming? Was I too rough???” "I don’t know but I feel my belly tightening up! Ahhh!“ He roared in agony. I didn’t know how to deliver! Wtf was I supposed to do? So I stripped his pants off and helped him lay down on the carpet. He held his big belly and clenched at the side and under of his giant mound in pain. His belly was tightening up. I gave it a quick poke and it was hard as a rock. Suddenly I heard a gush of liquid. His water broke. “Help me!!! Tell me when to push! Oh god please son you’ve gotta deliver the quads!ahhh ohhh..! ” he screamed. I took a look and could see the first head crowning. “You’re crowning! Push! Push now! Hard!” "I can’t! It’s too much pressure it hurts!“ So I helped him push. I pressed down as hard as I could on his big hard stomach full of life until I could feel the first of the babies. I helped push them all out one…by…one.

[sanzuballs]

theyre the type tooo… || part 2!

ft. monster trio + law

hello babygirls. i love doing hcs and u guys KNOW u love it so YEAHH. i just got done w all one piece dubbed episodes and im thinking abt rewatching one piece like a loser smh. mostly fluffy ☺️

—-

zoro would be the type of guy just to literally act nonchalant but he cant keep the cool guy act up.

“isnt this outfit just so cute?!” you chirped at him. it wasnt your usual outfit, it was much more revealing.

“mhm.” he said, barely looking over his shoulder then quickly going back to what he was doing.

then when you guys went out he would not shut up.

“arent you cold?” he’d ask. “take my jacket.” he’d demand. “i swear those guys were staring at you, hard.” he swore. he almost diced up a guy that he ASSUMED to cat called you.

not the type to call you “woman” and be a sex god that wants to do anal.

——-

sanji would be the type of guy to give you a nice massage.

“are you okay my sweet?” his head popped up when you let out a long sigh. “cmere.”

“im okay, just tense.” you gave him a weak smile.

“get on your stomach, let me help you.” he demanded you do it. “let me put some of my strength to use.”

after he drew hearts on your back and massaged it until you fell asleep, he gave you a kiss on the forehead and tucked you in and you two cuddled. that was probably the best nights’ sleep youve had in years.

not the type to sexually harrass you every single second and make you insecure.

———

luffy would be the type of guy to suck at aftercare until…. yikes btw if ur man dont do aftercare, leave dat hoe

“okay, y/n. that was good, huh? well that took alot of energy i need some meat!!” luffy put his hands on his hips and started out.

“luffy.. please..” you mummered out, for gods sake you were definitely fucked out, luffy never goes easy on you.

“hm? ya’ say something?” he turns around and meets with your teary eyes. “y/n?! whats wrong, you hurt??”

“no, i just want you to stay with me after we’ve been intimate, its called aftercare.” luffys expression softens into a sad one. he hates how he was the source of your discomfort. from then on, he never left your side after sex, even if he was starving.

no offense yall but luffy is not the type of man to share you with zoro and sanji like willingly.

——

law is the type of guy to want you on his lap so bad but never would admit it.

“law, ya’ busy?” you poke your head into his office, finding him sitting and studying a book.

“no, need anything?” he glances over to you.

“just wanna sit and spent time with you.” you shrug as you sit on a small desk next to his stacks of medical books.

“well okay, how about you sit somewhere else?” he perks up a eyebrow.

“law, where?” you were starting to get really confused with his actions. “ooohhh i get it, you want me on your lap, huh?” you finally noticed it, the way he made room for you to sit on his lap, the way his chair was pushed back, his book going to one hand, and the manspread he did.

“what?? no, i just didnt want you… knocking down… the-“ his stupid angry stammering was cut off by you sitting on his lap.

you felt his arm wrap around you as you snuggled into the crook of his neck.

“yeah, that hits the spot.” he gives you a kiss on the back of your neck.

would not be a completely different big huge cutie softie for u. sry. hes law.

[asherloki]

NSFW alphabet with Sherlock

So the NSFW alphabet is also out! I hope you like it!

A-after care:- I believe Sherlock would kiss reader's whole face, and even pinch cheeks and all and ask "you okay?" With a pretty smile.

B-body part:- tough one because Sherlock isn't really into physical appearance, I guess he'll love all body parts of reader equally, with every flaws and perfection.

C-cum:- he likes to cum on pussy, you can't convince me otherwise, either in or if out then pussy or lower tummy of the reader for sure.

D-dirty secret:- ooohhh I think he has weakness for the faces and little sounds reader makes while he fucks hard, the helpless, pleased baby girl under him at his mercy.

E-experience :- I don't think he has much experience, he can be a virgin as well, but he's a fast learner so you know...

F-favourite position:- missionary hands down, he likes it classic, but he doesn't mind reader riding him either. Whatever it is has to be slow sensual and loving.

G-goofy:- oh he's very goody, he'd often make comments that can be funny or sexy, he likes to make reader laugh too. He's serious other times but not with reader atleast not during love making.

H- hair :- he's not well groomed all the time, the man drowns himself in work but maybe once in a blue moon he plans a romantic night for reader and that's when he likes to be well groomed.

I-intimacy :- as I said he's into missionary, he loves the intimacy. It's just reader and he. He can't have sex without love and trust. He's a man who has guards on. He'd only be intimate with reader because he only trusts and loves reader, whom, he knows won't take advantage of his vulnerability.

J-jack off:- I believe he watches porn to let his frustration off sometimes. But he does it rarely, he is into his works more.

K-kink:- I think he has praise kink, he likes to show off and likes to get compliments, also he likes to hear 'daddy' from the reader. So maybe age play. As he is the one to have the control.

L-location :- his bed ofcourse, but he can be very naughty, he'd love to fuck reader at her place, also his chair? Oh and against the bookshelf.

M-motivation :- reader wearing something that'd make her look elegant, nothing revealing, he's very much into respectful appearance and elegance so something beautiful that he'd die to touch her, readers whimpers and maybe a smirk by reader too, anything that he likes about reader.

N-no :- he dislikes BDSM, he hates to hurt the reader, he will never to anything extreme.

O-oral:- he likes to give and receive it both, that's it.

P-pace:- hmmmm, depends on how much time he and the reader has, if it's in the flat where no one will disturb them slow and sensual is his preference.

Q-quickie:- he doesn't gets much time off cases, and when he does he likes to have a slow sensual sex but there are times he would go for a quickie maybe most likely not. He doesn't have sex for the sake of having sex.

R-risk :- he likes risk in life but with reader he just wants a loving time, he may experiment with positions though, he would love to try something new (I have fascination for his handcuffs though).

S-stamina:- oh he will go for many rounds, as I said sometimes he doesn't have time off his cases but when he does he will go for rounds and rounds.

T-toys:- he may surprise reader with toys, and he'll love to try them.

U-unfair:- he's a little prankster boy, it's like after an argument he'll deny reader a good release just to punish her for being rude to him.

V-volume:- he's not loud but when he's close he can be loud.

W-wild card:- I think he'd praise reader after sex alot like "that's my princess" or maybe "you're beautiful".

X-xray:- he's probably big, but not that thinck, but who cares, when the man is this lovely.

Y-yearning:- he's not sexually driven, even in the least, since reader, he considered even having sex, but it's not his priority.

Z-zzz:- nah! This man has work, he'd cuddle reader to sleep then go out and take one of the cases that has been lying there.

[bubblergoespop]

My Top Guy Quotes

silly pizza manヽ(*＾ω＾*)ﾉ @capitalisticveins @miya-akiko he has been delivered!!

“You’re a jerk. Well. I like jerks.”

“We can’t be getting outta bed before 10, that’d be crazy, that would violating countless labor laws.”

“Oh, you are getting close. Hi! Hi baby. I love youuu~”

“I missed you. I always miss you. Days are long when you’re not around.”

“Jealousy’s a disease, get well soon to those bitches.“

“Come on, take my hand. Well if you don’t, I mean you could get lost on the way. Anything could happen.”

“I am not a menace. I am the menace. And I am your menace. I love you, honey.”

“I don’t need all that shit. I love you just like this. Eye rolling and grumbling is a totally valid love language.”

“Dishes? Dishes? You want me to do dishes? […] Honey, I like a little degradation as much as the next guy, but can’t you just put me on a leash instead, like a normal couple?”

“Let go of me, ahhhh I’m being repressed!”

“Oh, no, no I’m kidding, come here, don’t pout. Yes you are, you are pouting. It’s cute.“

“I vacillate wildly between either looking like an Adonis sent down like a gift or a literal gremlin that couldn’t pull numbers if his life depended on it.”

“No, you smile plenty. And it’s a beautiful smile when you grace me with it. It’s special when you smile.”

“But you are a softy with me. And the other people you care about. You feel things deep. That’s not a bad thing.”

“And how exactly do you expect to keep me in this bed now that you’ve got me here, hmm? Thought about that? Ooohhh gon’ tie me down, fifty shades of honey oooo~”

“You look really cute bundled up in bed like that. Shut up, yes you do. My cute little grumpyface. Aw is my grumpyface mad at me?“

“Aw. That’s so sweet. Who are you and what have you done with my lover? [hit] Ow, okay, there you are.”

“What do you mean you’re gross? You’re not gross, you’re amazing.”

“Thank you for seeing something in me. Something that mattered. Nah, I was talking about my ass.”

“You know wordplay reminds me of? Tongue-twisters! You know what tongue-twisters remind me of? Tongue-kissing, let’s explore that topic shall we—ow ow ow”

“That’s not nothing, that’s called quality time honey.”

“I only wanna be supine if I’m being supine with you!”

“I’m a bad bitch, you can’t kill me~”

“Ew, you can’t give me a forehead kiss, that’s too sweet! Who are you? Why would you do that, being all tender and sweet, that’s gross, you’re gross. No, don’t go. I like you tender and sweet and gross.”

“You have a wonderful hand. It does exquisite work. Ooo don’t make a boy a promise, you betta use it to cover this mouth, fifty one shades of honey ooo~.”

“Making my stupid jokes isn’t as fun without you rolling your eyes and pretending to hate it.”

“Is that why you put up with my memes and shit? Cause I got a big dick and a great ass?”

“I’ll never be sorry for a chance to spend a day at your side.”

“—eh, “Buy Low”, “Start Low”, what’s the difference? You say tomato, I say I wanna put my head between your thighs, it’s semantics.”

“It’s about your thighs wrapped around my head like you’re trying to crush a watermelon. Aw, come on, I’m made of tough stuff. Or not, but hey, that’s a hell of a way to go.”

“You know what this means though, right? Oh my god, they were roommates!”

“Honeybabydarling.”

“But I’ll restrain myself. At least until I can convince you to restrain me. Preferably to our bed. Unnhh.”

“I want to make you squirm under the touch of my fingers and the heat of my mouth and the weight of my tight, straining body pressed flush against yours. And then at some point you can shampoo my hair, cause that always feels nice.”

“Okay, okay, very serious… Canasta. Nasty canasty. Ow—!”

“I’m ready for instruction, professor. Mmm. Mmhmm. I think you’ll find I’m a very hands-on learner. Unnhhh.”

“Do they have to match suite kiss me. Hmm? No, I asked do they have to match suite kiss me, like does the whole canasta kiss me have to be the same suite please kiss me. I don’t know what you mean kiss me. […] kiss me, kiss me really hard.”

“Because no one’s gonna tell me I’m too sexy to be who I am.”

“And maybe I wanna get some, I don’t know! Who said that? Wait— who said that? Wait, who was that? I mean that wasn’t me… shit.”

“That’s my brain, and the only thing that’s gonna wake it up is some kisses. Slow sexy kisses. With tongue. For. You know. Kinetic energy. Transfer. In my mouth. Our mouths.”

“Thank you, honey. I don’t know. For a lot of things. For the water. For hanging out with me. For putting up with me. For being so hot and sexy. I repeat, for putting up with me.”

“I’d lick it off the fucking floor at this point if that’s what you want— anything. That’d be pretty fucking hot actually.”

“I love you, hun.”

“Ah, mm, no. I saw the smile. Yes you did, you can’t hide it from me.”

“Anyway, I am half naked. You are very mean. That’s very hot. You and me honey ain’t nothing but mammals so, uh, whaddya say we do it like they do on discover channel, unhh? Well, you know, personally I was thinking a little less nature documentary and a little more battle bots, you know? Like, I want you to just fucking snap me like a twig!”

“Can’t steal what’s already yours. That’s why you can’t steal my heart cause it’s already yours. Do not groan at me!”

“With you, silence doesn’t feel bad. You looking at me doesn’t feel scary. It feels really good. Feeling seen by you feels good.”

[raven0usravi0lii]

in regards to woods just factkinning hodek really hard: i imagine woods was just really into crime (as in like, looking it up. getting super into serial killers and stuff) and he found jeff the killer or something and was like dude holy shit me. me. and eventually when he got lit on fire he was like ooohhh my god this is just like that other guy

but then imagine youre hodek & you kill people on the down low and then suddenly your name gets really popular & people are talking about some guy with cuts in his face who kills people and you're like fuck how do they know ?????????? and then no its just some really edgy teenager who stole your identity.

also why i think its hilarious that jeff hates nina for being a copycat so much because thats literally what he is.

this also ties into the 2011 version being a plagiarism (?) of the original. im kind of just pulling stuff out of nowhere here but i think its funny

[doomzday-zone]

hey sorry it's me again (<- girl who needs to go to sleep) urrhm ok walks into ur office with a stack of papers it's me secretary over apologizer

anywah rum um um th hey hi so uh looks around can weeee talk about the really big theme of nowhere to hide in the book and the game interchangeably like um. um. hi. okay so I'm literally laying in bed right now complete darkness like oh wow the characters oh wow oh wow smacks into a wall face first. and um um

okay like I just feel like god this thing with like.. yeagh.. there really is nowhere to hide from your parents ❤ that's literally the ultimate thing being a child like you can't just LEAVE and that's actually such a scary ass theme and the way the house keeps getting put on more and more lockdown in the game is like This is so alarming ❤ BUT that doesn't happen (or isnt stated) in the book, the difference in the book since u havent read it is just that oz doesn't leave for a few days because he's scared and can hear the. the thing standing outside his door all the time and it's like (steps up to microphone) WOW I LOVE THE DIFFERENCES BETWEEN LITERALLY NOT BEINF ABLE TO JUST LEAVE AND THE MENTAL STATE OF NOT BEING ABLE TO Just Leave um and the way you run out of places to go in the game is so like ohhfmygodd sorry it's just really good like the game feels like it's suffocating that boy like u gotta get out of here because soon there will physically be no exit !! and the way the hiding minigames work ooogg ooohhh hi hey um hi sorry this game is written so beautifully it makes me physically nauseous only good fnaf game ever. uh but the hiding games not being designed like traditional hiding mechanics in games like holding a door shut or something, but stuff like oh keep the spiders away because it feels more like SORRY KID THERE'S NOTHING THAT YOU CAN DO OTHER THAN SIT THERE AND PRAY havr fun!!! ob my god head in hands like You can try to stop the toys or not breathe so scared but you can't physically hold a door shut because you're too little 🙁🙁😞😞😞😢 this game is so alarming I hate it not really but it's like ohntmmgdos and and and and hi hey okay so more with nowhere to hide like

I said this in my insane tags on that one post but the way that every single adult is like Oh you're so fucking strange weird little kid causing trouble . like it's not only like he can't tell anyone because he'd sound crazy but the universe being predisposed to everyone not listening to children about anything ever is like I feel like I've been punched in the face thanks like directly in the jaw my teeth r on the floorrr

like ugh I h h RATTLES BARS

um and and and looks around :c I can say more things but I just yeagh..

YEAAAAAAAA ARGHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THEFUCMING. AHHHHHH !!!!!!! thats smth i REALLY REALLY like abt into the pit like you REALLY feel like ur put into the shoes of a kid here you can only do so much while trying and experiencing shit wayyyy bigger than yourself, n it just elevates the horror bc like, obv ur oarent/someone you love being replaced by an imperfect impostir is already a scary notion. n being a CHILD TOO????? like fuckkkkk man your options r dwindling. n the way kuds r treated in society n shit as well as eveything else, oswalds just a kid, hes in sixth grade like?????? how do you deal w this???????? theres a fucking EVIL ANIMAL in your house. the world is already si scary as achild w/o all this but yhis maies it ten yimes worse, AND your home isnt even safe either. the amount if stress n trauma this kid experiences in a work week is fuxking insane hashtag justice for ozwald gotdamn.

AD AND i still xant stop thinking about the fat like. oswald is forced to relive the trauma of the events n shit that transpired a freddys, from the child victims at the pizzeria, to Michaels and the crying childs in his own home. smth smth themes of generational trauma n whatever its insane my brian explodes into ten million bloody chunks.

n what u said abt the book..... man........ imagine being holed up in ur room for days in end bc of The Thing on the other end of the door. like LITERALLY FNAF 4 SHIT GODDD. oswald reliving the trauma of the entire fnaf franchise in five nights like: INSANEEE. CRAZYYYYY.

[fl3shm4id3n]

Ooohhh can you do one where y/n is jakes daughter that he had to leave on earth and she mostly resents him for leaving her but moves on with her life and later gets married but does in a freak accident and decides to go to pandora to look for him because her late husband once said that he thought it would be good for her, and I’m not sure what would happen after that but later when there with the omaticaya she shows everyone videos and pictures from her wedding and what her life was like back on earth 💕

ₚᵣₒₘᵢₛₑₛ Yₒᵤ Cₐₙ'ₜ ₖₑₑₚ

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐰, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐚 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐝𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞, 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐝 𝐝𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐞.

ᴊᴀᴋᴇ ꜱᴜʟʟʏ x ᴅᴀᴜɢʜᴛᴇʀ! ʜᴜᴍᴀɴ! ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ (ᴘʟᴀᴛᴏɴɪᴄ), ꜱᴜʟʟʏ ᴋɪᴅꜱ x ʜᴜᴍᴀɴ! ꜱɪꜱᴛᴇʀ! ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ (ᴘʟᴀᴛᴏɴɪᴄ)

Tw: alcoholism, child abandonment, resentment, death of loved ones, reader is an adult later in the fic, angst with a happy ending.

A/N: I kinda tried so hard not to cry while writing this, I can relate this fic a bit :') I hope it was to your liking. Last post of tonight, I'll continue tomorrow.

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You had nothing, your husband had died not to long ago. You and him had plans, but life was cruel and took him away from you. The only person who didn't leave you like everyone else had. First it was your mother who died due to some raspatory problems, due to the now toxic air on earth. When your father had come back from the war and became paralyzed from the waist down. He lost his shit when he was told about his wife's passing and he wasn't there in her last moments.

He had promised you that he would never you leave you no matter what happened. But then he began to spend most of his days and nights at the bars, getting shit faced drunk. Sometimes you'd come home from school to find him passed out drunk on the couch, you didn't think much of it since he was in mourning and people copped differently. Every time he'd sober up he'd apologize to you and would promise he'd stop drinking, he didn't.

One day he got a job, well he was more of replacement since turns out your Uncle Tommy died. You and Your dad went to see the body, when you looked at your uncle, he looked exactly like your father, they were twins for sure. Before he left, he promised me that he'd return to me, if he can't then he'll ask if he could bring you to wherever he was going. You believed him, you shouldn't have believed him.

During the months that he was gone, he'd send you messages and letters, you'd always get happy when you saw a letter from your dad, it was the best feeling. Until the letters and messages stopped coming. You were informed of what your father did, he betrayed his own raise and was now one of them, that was when your resentment had started. You were placed in a orphanage, it was a shitty rundown orphanage that was over crowded with kids. From that point on you promised that you'd never make friends or get attached to anyone, because they'll just end up leaving you, but boy you were wrong.

Since the orphanage was both for boys and girls, that was where you met your future husband. At first you didn't want to be around him, so you'd do anything to get him to hate you, but he didn't, he never left you alone, ever. As teens it got worse, since you were began going through changes, you began to actually feel something for the boy. You hated it since, you weren't keeping up with the promise you had made to yourself years ago.

The boy would often leave you love letters, or he'd bring you extra food after dinner. You'd ignore the letters and ate the food, but never acknowledged him, or even said thank you. That changed when you saw another girl talkin with him, you felt jealous out of your mind, seen him with another girl. It made you sad in way. That same day you confronted him about it, you were pissed that he was talking with another girl. He saw right through you and said that you were jealous, you didn't deny it, you told him on the spot that you were in fact jealous and you did like him back.

Just like how your father had broken his promise, so did you. Since then you began to nicer to him, instead of throwing away the letter, you'd keep them with the photos of your mom and dad, as for the food he's safe for you, you'd end up sharing it with him, even if it was a small portion of it. Then you both began to dating, it had to be a secret since the staff didn't want dating to be happening in the orphanage.

when you both left the orphanage, you both got married at the court house, since you both had nothing for a huge wedding or relatives, you went to get your marriage license. You both couldn't live without one another. You began living together and working. . You both began to save money for the future. You thought about buying a house in the country side or perhaps maybe even leave the city into a less populated one.

Life was good for the both of you, but the resentment towards your father grew bigger. You were still mad at him for living you, every time you remembered his so called promise, you'd just be in a mad mood. Your husband being the good man that he was would often tell you that resentment wasn't good, if you kept living the way that you did, then you'll never forgive your father. You didn't want to forgive him at all, but he was right. You had to let things go.

Then the accident happened, when you got informed that your husband was in the hospital, you left work and went to see if he was alright. He wasn't, he was dying, he had the same raspatory problems like your mother did, due his working place. He had been sick for weeks but never received any treatment. Your heart was broken, you spent all of your time with your husband as he died in the hospital bed. On his last day, he'd asked you to find your father, he thought it would be good for you since that was all that you wanted to know. Answers from him. Then he passed, you were in distraught, in denial that he was dead, but he was.

He got cremated, and his ashes were given to you. Even though you had also broken some promises, you were going to keep this one for sure. You were going to find your father. You had quit your job and sold whatever you had, the money you and your husband had saved wasn't enough, you needed more. Finally you earned enough to be sent to Pandora, It was illegal, but you didn't care. All you took was a bag with a bit of clothes, the small urn of your husband's ashes, your old diary which kept your pictures, letters and your phone. After you had given your keys to the tenant that was when you left. But before you left to Pandora, you spread some of your husband's ashes near the orphanage where you both met.

The trip to Pandora wasn't long, normally it'd take five years or nine months, but this trip took two days. You didn't bother asking, you just wanted to leave. When you arrived, you were in shock, seeing how green this planet was. You had never seen a lot of plant life ever. You were to distracted by the green that you didn't notice that you were being watched.

Before you could continue on with your journey, Neteyam had popped out of his hiding spot and made himself present. You were shocked to seeing a giant blue boy with a bow and arrow pointed at you. All you could do is raise your hands, to show that you didn't want trouble. "I come in peace" you said, holding your hands up still, a bit shaken that you were about to be killed. "What are you doing here?" he asked me, he spoke English very good in your opinion. "I'm looking for Jake Sully, do you know him?" you asked, then you saw him lower his bow and he grew curious now.

"What of him?" he asked, while looking at you wish suspension. "Well, he is my father, and I'm looking for him" you told him, then he had a look of shock in face, then he thought for a moment. "Come with me" he instructed, holding out his giant, four fingered hand to you, which you took without hesitation. The tall boy guided you through the forest, it was pretty huge and more free than what you were used to. You felt like child, being curious of everything that you saw.

Then he stopped at a camp, but instructed you to wait outside a hut like home. As he went to go get your father, you looked around, seen other people like him. They gave you some glances and others had greeted you believing you were with the humans. Then you turned and saw the boy from earlier next to a much older blue guy, which was obvious that he was a father, but not to mention that shitty hair style he had.

"She says that you're her father" Neteyam said to Jake, at first Jake was confused on why their was a human girl outside the hut, but when he look at you a second time, was when he realized something. "Can you give us a moment?" he asked his son, then Neteyam left you and Jake. Their was a moment of silence, but you broke it first. "So... you're my dad." You said, looking into his eyes, even though he was in a different body, you saw your father's features, it must be him.

"Y/n?" that was all Jake said, seen that he was still in shock. "The one and only, or what, you have another kid with my name?" you asked a bit rudely now, getting frustrated. "How did you end up here?" he asked, making you roll your eyes "forget about that, what about you? what has my dad been up to besides abandoning me, I see that you can now wall and aren't shit faced drunk, and how the hell did you end up being blue?" you were now practically shouting. Jake was taken a back from your out burst, but he shouldn't be, you got your temper from your late mother. "So dad, what have you been doing? Did you get married? Have other kids? Tell me" you demanded.

All Jake would do was just stare, he didn't know what to say or do. "Did you? I wouldn't be surprised, it's been fifteen fucking years." You said, feeling a lump build up in your throat and your eyes getting blurry. You were about to cry. Before he could answer, you spoke again. "Are you at least happy here?" you asked, now crying, you felt embarrassed, the only person who ever saw you cry was your husband. "Was mother's death that much that you left me? Is because I look like her?" you sniffed. "No y/n that's not it" he finally said. "Then why? Why did you leave me?" you asked again, wanting to hear why.

Jake was lost for words, he couldn't answer your question. "A lot has happened y/n, I didn't mean leave you" he said. "But you did! You could've at least told me that you were planning on staying here." You said, now in even more tears and frustrated. "I knew this was a bad idea, I shouldn't have promised him anything" you said, while wiping your tears and snot with the sleeve of your jacket. "Him? Who's him?" Jake asked confused. "My fucking husband" you said. "you're married?" he asked shocked by the news. "Was, he died a few weeks ago. Dammit!" You groaned while still in tears.

"I'm sorry" he said, getting close to you, then pulled you into a tight hug. You tried pushing him away, you didn't want his sympathy, you continued to struggle with him but he continue to hold you close to him. "I'm sorry" that was all he kept repeating, finally you stopped struggling and just hugged him back, as much as you wanted to hate him, you were glad to see your father again, even though he was now in a different body.

After that altercation, Jake told you on what happened and why he was a traitor. It was reasonable on why he betrayed the human race, if it were you in his position, you'd do the same. He then told you about your so called step mom and your younger siblings. He wasn't sure if he should introduce you, but you told him that it was better now then never.

You were first introduced to his wife, Neytiri, the same species he was but she was originally born a na'vi. When you were face to face with her, it was an awkward silence. "So, you're my step mom?" you asked her, but she glared at you, giving you a light hiss. You knew right away she did not like you at all. Jake explained that she did not like humans and the reason why, fair point.

Then you were introduced to Neteyam, the boy who had helped you find your father. He was one of your younger brother's, he seemed to like you a bit. He seemed happy to know that he was no longer the oldest. Then the rest of his kids came, you were introduced to Kiri, Lo'ak and Tuk, just like their older brother, they liked you right away. They also liked the idea of having a human sibling. Specially both Lo'ak and Kiri, they just knew you were their sister, since just like them you had five fingers. You got bombarded with questions, about earth, other humans and how life has been. You only told them the good parts, skipping the whole story.

You were showing your siblings the photos you had saved in your diary, the ones with your parents and your late husband. "Who's that?" Tuk asked, while looking at your small wedding photo. "That was my husband, he died a few weeks ago" you told her, while Kiri and Lo'ak were examining the other pic of when their father was a human and your late mother. "What were you both doing here?" she asked. "'We're getting married" you said, this caught Kiri and Lo'ak attention. "Married? what's married?" Lo'ak asked first, now looking at your small wedding photo. "When two people love each other so much that you can't live with one another" you explained. "So mating in a way?" Kiri asked, you nodded.

"In fact, I have my wedding video on my phone if you guys want to see it." You said, receiving a yes. Then you pulled out your phone and pulled up the video. You were all watching the little screen, they looked closely. Listening to the judge speaking while you and your husband were looking all lovie dovie at each other. You were all to focused on the video that you didn't notice both Neteyam and Jake peaking over you guys to see what you were all up to.

They also began to watch the wedding video, When it came to the part where you both kissed, was when Lo'ak fake gagged in seeing this, he earned a small smack from Kiri. Tuk was really loving the video. even though it wasn't a wedding where you wore a white dress and your husband wore a tux, it was a very precious memory to you. Your husband had told you that it might be good for you to look for you father, turns out he was right.

[retrobr]

Lazytown Shenanigans pt. 2

So this time I've watched two episodes in a row: "Sportacus Saves the Toys" and "The Lazy Cup." I can't say that I liked both of the episodes, but they weren't bad either lmaoo. And, well, I think I liked the "Sportacus Saves the Toys" episode more than "The Lazy Cup"

So,

"Sportacus Saves the Toys."

In the first of the above-mentioned episodes, there were – holy moly – some new locations, even despite the fact that they weren't shown for too long. I liked that China and France looked somewhat identical to Lazytown, like they looked funky and colorful as well as Lazytown, u know

This episode made me feel a little bad for Ziggy tbh. I mean, Ziggy is one of my favorite characters; he has a very sweet (badum-tss) and kind personality. I live for this kind of character who is mostly cheerful and happy about everything in their life. And this episode was one of those in which someone ruined his mood, so that made me feel sad. I am sad /ref

And it was Stingy and Stephanie again who did that, just like in the "Ziggy's Alien" episode. Bruh why are they doing that to my boy :(

OH AND ZIGGY'S AND SPORTACUS' "FAMILY BONDING." I fucking adore their interaction, and I fucking love when Sportacus tries to cheer Ziggy up. I just can't do it anymore why are they so adorable 🥺 But then Stingy and Stephanie (mostly Stingy. All the blame is on him /j) ruined his happy mood once again. DAMN WHY JUST WHY ARRERGH-

A few words about Stingy. My God, he can't even play peacefully without proving that things belong to him. BRO UM JUST PLAY NORMALLY, GODDAMMIT, WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU?? Holy chimichangas, he even took all the sunscreen for himself, what the hell, seriously.... I just despise him at this point, but I can't help myself. He's just annoying.

Anyways. Milford and Bessie were adorable, as always. Can't help but smile like a dork when I see them interacting 🥺

And for goodness sake let Robbie rest and eep!! I can't say that much about him because, well, he was acting silly again as always, so yeah. But the machine that he built was a TOTAL MONSTROSITY. I would've shit myself if I saw that thing walking towards me omg 😭 /hj

And, finally, the "grab my hand" line. Nothing much to say because I'm shaking fiercely like a small pathetic chihuahua..... these dorks are going to be the end for me fr.

"The Lazy Cup."

Well, um, that was something I guess 😭 I don't even know what to say about this episode, except for some small things.

The Sportacus' "ball" shout from the very beginning set the mood for the whole episode, I tell you guys. (/j) I mean that was just very sudden, I just turned on the episode, and the very first thing I heard was "BOAHL" 😭

Won't say anything about Bessie and Milford again because I told about them earlier; they're just cute, like a married but not actually married old couple. Good for them

And speaking about old couples and stuff. There's no doubt to me from this point that Robbie is fucking obsessed with Sportadork. I mean, bro says that he hates him but at the same time HAS A GODDAMN MANNEQUIN OF HIM; bro says "ooohhh noo not him again" and still continues to watch him. Like dude, my dear, calm down 😔

But whatever. Robbie's disguise was pretty nice, I should say; I think his name was Sergio?? I honestly don't remember, but I think it's one of my favorite disguises of his.

And I would like to say that Robbie's team was SO FUCKING ODD I JUST UGH?? 😭 BRO GATHERED THE MOST CRINGE GUYS THAT HE HAS I SWEAR. And like, how did it even work? Did he just bring his own disguises to life? I don't know maybe I'm just stupid, but I didn't know that his disguise machine could do things like that

Finally, Stingy again. In this episode he actually did something nice – in other words, he helped Stephanie. Ok bud, that was a good act of yours 🙄

Well, I guess that's all.. It turned out to be a little longer than I expected, so I want to thank you if someone read this to the end :]

[duchesschameleon]

Can I please request “tiny hands in big hands” with Mike Dodds? I feel like his hands would just dwarf mine and I want to map all his lines 🥹

Ooohhh ok!!!

Slight trigger warning for the mention of hospital rooms and injuries to Mike

You grab his hand while you sit next to his hospital bed, needing a physical reminder that he’s here and okay. That what the doctor said is correct, he’s injured for now but he’ll recover.

You can feel Mike squeeze your hand, bringing your attention back to him.

“Hey, you good?”

“I should be asking you that question.”

He squeezes your hand again, smiles at you. “I’m good. How could I not be, with you next to me?”

You wrap both your hands around his one, rebelling in how his hand dwarfs yours. “You scared me, you know?” You focus on your hands, how his big one is wrapped up in your smaller hands, how you can feel the warmth of his hand in yours. The warmth that signals he’s alive, he’s okay. “I hate getting these calls.”

“I’m sorry.”

“But you’ll keep doing your job,” you respond, knowing Mike’s dedication to the job is one of the reasons you love him so much.

“Yeah,” he agrees. “But I’ll promise to do my best to come home to you. To hold your hand when things are scary. To always be yours.”

You exhale slowly through your nose, hands turning his over so you can trace the lines on his palm. Feel the blood rushing through his palms, see the color there. Any sign of life to remind yourself that the worst didn’t happen today. “I’m gonna hold you to that, Dodds,” you finally say, meeting his eyes.

“Sounds like a deal to me.”

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[protagonists-catastrophe]

"Before you yell at me, I'm on my break-" "I was just passing by but couldn't help but hear a certain newbie dressed in white talks a looot about me while I'm not near."

[-COWORKER-] laughed, walking near to the man sitting in his office. Knowing him... He made up the excuse of being 'on break' to stop working for some minutes.

"Do you do something besides complaining about me all the time? Keep it up and people are gonna think you have the hots for me."

"I don't blame you, who wouldn't?"

Did he really just come here to bother you? Yes, yes he did. Being in solitude for so long can be boring, unfortunately you were the only one he finds amusing enough to talk to.

You should probably send him off to do another task and go back to working. Or anything to get him out your sight.

> "YOU!!! WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN!?"

Immediately the smaller man had grabbed the taller man by his jacket, the flames in his eyes rapidly flickering. He was mad, ooohhh he was absolutely maddened at the other before him. The nerve to come here, the NERVE to boldly tease him!! He could kill him right here and now!! He absolutely should!

But he can't. He won't because he needs his little lap dog to stay in his lane. He needs [-COWORKER-] to function. He needs him. In the deepest depths of his wretched heart, the [-PROTAGONIST-] wants [-COWORKER-] .

> "You have a lot of gall to be showing up here! Fucking up timelines, leaving rifts open!! How reckless are you!? AND WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN YOU'RE STILL ON BREAK!?!"

For a man who's been... somewhat collected, he's fucking livid. He lets out a loud snarl, the illusion of [-COWORKER-] immediately vanishing right afterwards. Hands twitched as they remained up in the place where his partner stood.

> "I'll kill him. I'll make that bastard RUE THE DAY he messes with me!! YOU BETTER GET BACK TO YOUR JOB!! THAT'S AN ORDER!!!"

Nothing responds back in the Fog Zone. [-PROTAGONIST-] had been left alone once again... A part of him finds solace in the other's disappearance, but hidden and buried feelings demand otherwise.

He hates this so... so much.