#Realizing I really do not hang out with people ever

[cvnntagious]

☆ introducing... pornstar!chris

chris was never shy about his profession... not at all, really. truthfully, he only stayed quiet about it as to not make other people uncomfortable. but of course, as soon as he was in front of the right crowd, and the questions started coming, it was like they'd never stop. "nah— no, i don't do all that fake shit," he answered, waving off his friend as he chuckled.

everyone looked to him as they sat around on the couches in your living room, some with wonder on their faces, others with confusion. you were skeptical, to say the least. "y'know what i mean, with those plots and all," chris continued on, "no one even likes that anymore. they wanna see real, unscripted fucking. all the dirty talking and moans, they're just not enjoyable if it's all for show."

"yeah, but i'm sure it's all played out anyways," you were quick to speak up, not thinking too much of the comment you'd made. though the words were simple in your mind, they immediately caused everyone's attention to turn to you, as if you'd told this something no one could've ever possibly thought up.

chris shook his head, grin unwavering. "nah, i scrap anything that seems even remotely forced."

"but porn's always forced, everyone knows that," you quipped, completely disregarding chris' 'professional' opinion.

"y'think so?"

the smirk that began to tug at his slips only seemed to further build the tension that had already started hanging in the air. "yeah," you stated bluntly, the way you crossed your arms gave you a snobbish look, but you didn't care. "i mean, seriously, all those loud moans and screaming and shit... nobody's really that loud, no matter how good it is. and there's just no way chicks are, like, squirting and shaking all the time— i wouldn't even be surprised if squirting wasn't even real."

by this time, chris had shifted comfortably in his seat on your couch, crossing his arms like you had and watching you with an almost unreadable intense stare. he wasn't offended by what you were saying, no. rather, he was curious. he could be way off, but something told him you didn't really know much of what you were talking about.

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"mm-mm, baby, don't go all quiet on me now," chris hissed as his hips snapped to meet yours, his hand reaching to lift your chin and force you to look at him.

"c- chris!" you practically shrieked, hands reaching to claw at his biceps as your back bowed slightly off of your couch, eyes closed and mouth making a pouty little 'o' shape that had chris' ego blowing up his head.

the way his large length filled you up more than you ever had before, threatening to hit your cervix with each thrust had tears brimming at your waterline. your world was being rocked, in every sense of the word, and it was all his fault. he'd decided it was time to change your outlook on everything on one random night over a silly comment you'd made hours prior. "how loud could chicks 'never be'? was it -" he cut off his sentence to pull all the way back and snap his hips as hard as he possibly could, eliciting a loud mewl from you that echoed through your house, "that loud?"

you immediately clung to him, legs wrapping around his torso and arms throwing themselves around his neck. he breathed harshly and groaned in your ear, head dipping to practically nuzzle itself in between your neck and your shoulder for a moment.

chris couldn't help chuckle when he heard you pleading to him, mumbling on about how he was too big, and that you couldn't finish like this. but still, when he slowed down for you, you found yourself whining at the loss of friction, writhing beneath him as he lifted his head to make eye contact with the camera set up on your coffee table. "wait! wait, m'not—wait, no, ke- keep doing that," you rambled on, practically unable to control the babble falling from your lips.

so when you finally decided you were fully satisfied with what he was doing (as if you hadn't already been before), chris' eyebrow raised, realizing he'd really found it now; that gummy sweet spot that made your eyes roll back.

and he shot the lens focused on him a cocky gin before diving all the way back in, allowing his head to drop on your shoulder once more

w/c : 754 a/n : divider by issysh3ll

[verypeanutgarden]

Bakugou Katsuki would be the type to be a hopeless romantic, but would never realize your crush on him. Even if you smack him in the face with it. Now we are here in 1A classroom...

•••••••

Bakugou would never admit it, even if it will cause him is life. That the books hidden under his bed, are romance novels. From Jane Austen to Nora Roberts. He may be a hopelessly romantic nerd but he is one that can up anyone. But the moment you came into view the very first day of school, that whole dynamic went away. He became calmer, to the point Midoriya had thought he died that day.

"Hey, bakugou?" The sound of your voice caught his attention. Pulled him right out of his day dream, he turned towards your direction. A simple nod to say keep taking.

"I was thinking maybe we could start the assignment Mr. Aizawa gave? So that we can be done by tomorrow." You continued happily. Oh how he wants to listen to your voice everyday, he thought. But he just ended up turning away and giving a nod. Which to be honest was more than what people get now-a-days.

"Okay! We can work...at your room? So it's more comfortable for you" You suggest, Bakugou being slow nodded and agreed but really. He was just spacing out and staring at you, but of course he will never admit that. So he didn't know what he agreed too.

As the day is about to end, the majority of the class headed towards the dorm to rest up and start the day all over again tomorrow. Of course the brooding Bakugou, went to the training room instead of going with the rest. Completely forgetting he was supposed to meet with you...around 6pm he started to head to the dorm. The dorm still had lights on and everyone was just finishing with dinner, Bakugou had set his back down and grabbed what seemed to be curry but ended up looking like death. So he visibly passed and up the opted for the left over fish from this morning. Finishing the dinner he heads upstairs to shower.

Before he headed to the shower he simply texted Kirishima if he would like to hang out, but not bothering to try to see Kirishima's reply. Simply throwing his phone on the bed and heading to the shower in his room.

The steam leaves the bathroom as Bakugou steps out, as he goes to reach for his phone. A knock on the door with the towel around his waist way lower than it needs to be, he pauses and assumes it's Kirishima. As he reaches for the door saying, "Took you long enough-"

Bakugou stops dead in his sentence, realizing it is not Kirishima he was talking to but you. With only a towel covering himself.

So at that moment Bakugou learned his lesson to pay attention.

"Um...I see you didn't expect me...uh-" You reply awkwardly. Before you could even form a sentence the door simply closed in your face and you were left in the hallway stunned. As you paused for a minute and raised your hand to knock on the door, before you even touched the door it swings open to a fully dressed Bakugou.

"What do you want?" He asked in a hurry. You tilt your head to the side confused.

"I'm here for the assignment I asked you about awhile ago?" You replied with your eyes trailing to his chest because god knows even with a hoodie you can still see all the muscles. Stopping yourself, you fidget with your fingers.

Bakugou ends up clueless as to what you mean, then in clicked. The hero intern assignment that Aizawa assigned, and since you were also under Best Jeanist. You two were assigned to be partners in the assignment.

"Yea." He said as he opens the door wider and gestures you to come in.

Hes room was surprisingly the most neat you have ever seen. It looked like a five star hotel, and coming for a man? Who is not in his 30s is a weird feeling. As you stand in the middle of the room the sound of the door closing too you out of day dreaming. You feel bakugou walking up behind you, and pass you. He then gestures to you to sit at the bed.

"So...where do you want to start?" You started.

He blinked once, then twice. He then replied, "We can start with the problems." Scratching the back of his neck as a form of habit when nervous. But hes not going to tell you that. With the sound of the air conditioning filling the silence, you drop the notebooks you were holding and opened to the page needed for the assignment. You handed him the page and asked which he would like to do.

An hour later, he sat on the floor in front of his bed with his back turned to you while u layed on your stomach facing the back of his head. You would be lying to yourself if you said you were definitely NOT looking at how his shoulders were flexing at every small movement, or how his breathing is steady but every now and then he takes that deep breath and exhale, or how his back is a testimony to his dedication to his workout and body, or how his hair-

"Y/n?" He asked. Cutting you off your train of thought. He had finish his assignment and he had wanted to given to you, as you went and grabbed the paper you pen fell out of the bed and rolled at the bottom of his bed. You moved closer and tried to grab what fell below, only to be stopped by a hand on you wrist.

"Don't." He said firmly. "Why? Im just getting my pen" You replied. He said nothing only to reach down and grab the pencil that rolled and hand it to you. Being as curious as you are you asked him, "What is under here?" You asked and he stayed quiet. It was a surprise he hasn't kicked you out of his room.

Of course you knew you had limits with bakugou, and you knew not to ask again. But you just couldn't help yourself.

You kept asking him for the remainder of the hour you spent in him room to finish the assignment.

"Bakugou...come on, if its dolls I wouldn't tell." You teased him. He practically snap his head at you and just turned his head to his notebook. After which you still kept bothering him until, he snapped and he turned his face towards you. Only a few inches apart, this was unlike him. Because by now he would have kicked you out.

"Shut it y/n, or I will make you shut up." He said almost like a whisper. Hes eyes grew wide, and he turned his head he was about to apologize until you suddenly said,

"Really? Shut me up then, bet you can't..." You replied. You knew not to bite back but, you got petty.

Bakugou's pupils exploded, no one would talk back to him before. Now you, the beautiful you is challenging his patience. He knew he liked you the moment he heard you talk back to mineta. He knew he liked you the moment he saw how you were when you fought. Good enough to beat anyone that comes your way, and he liked that you challenge him. He smirked at you only to shut you up with him holding your wrist and pulling you closer.

"Anything to say big shot?" He replied. You couldn't say a word, "Thought so." He said cockyly but before he could say another word.

The door opens, and poor Kirishima paused and knew he was going to die that night. As Bakugou turns hes head to the door, you could hear the explosion popping off his hands...wait why is there a popping sound?

Before you knew it poor kirishima was running away before the explosion would go off from Bakugou's hand.

All that happened after was a blur because here you are now, a pro hero. In a relationship with the soon to be top one hero Dynamight...well soon to be engaged that is. He just picked up the ring and hes on his way home...

[sturniolo04]

Holy Cow! Did you just ask me out C.S.

Fwb!Bf!Chris x Fwb!Gf!Fem!Reader

A/N: If you don't like the preadded name in my stories, you can either add your own name or not read it; it's up to you :)

Ever since you were a little kid the only thing you could remember aside from the fact your parents couldn't decide on a first name for you ultimately giving you two Anna Katherine so everyone just calls you A.K. but you always remembered how you and the triplets were attached to the hip considering you guys grew up together in Boston. You took an extreme liking to Chris just because you shared more things in common with your high-spirited energy and quite frankly you and Chris were always getting in trouble and Nick would always get you out of it being the oldest out of the three, you guys definitely owe him.

Chris and Ak's relationship was always a little more than just friends or even best friends, everyone could sense this romantic relationship tension in highschool. It became really apparent to you both individually during sophomore year considering the busy schedule you both adopted which made you guys realize how much you two miss the presence of the other.

Which brings you to now, sitting at your house in LA that you share with your roommate in college, Sarah, who is currently on vacation for spring break. You and Chris had still keep your friendship close unfortunately you or chris never grew enough nerves to solve and address the very romantic tension that was still apparently present even after highschool.

"Anna K"

chris screams as you open the door to let him and his brothers in.

"oh my god Christopher"

you exclaim back hugging him seeing that had just gotten back to LA from tour.

"how was tour you goofball"

you ask chris as you and him made your way to your room sitting on your bed after you greeted matt and nick and after him ultimately telling you he needed to talk to you about something.

" it was so amazing i feel so blessed to even have the opportunity to do something like that and have such a huge impact on people's live"

he excitedly states as you subtly smile at your best friend hearing how happy he sounds at just explaining tour.

"i love that for you chris"

you beam replying to him.

"yeah but i wished you were there though with us"

he nonchalantly states resulting in a surprised look to take over your face.

"what you missed me"

you joke out pushing his shoulder playfully.

"i mean- yeah "

he trails off shyly as your face morphs in a softer expression

"i didnt realize how much i like when you are with me all the time I just I think I realized that I"

he breathes out.

"chris"

you softly breath out.

"i like you and i want you to be my girlfriend"

he rushes softly out as your jaw drops.

"chris i-i"

you stutter out with a loss of words as he scratches the back of his head embarrassed at your reaction.

"shit um i for-"

he nervously replies regretting his previous sentences.

"wait im sorry did you just ask me out"

you joke with him giggling not believing that chris your best friend just admitted he liked you and wanted to be your boyfriend.

" yes i did Ak, im being serious. I cant believe I did either honestly"

he huffs out chuckles mumbling the last part.

"yes chris i would love to for your to be my boyfriend"

you giggle out as you reach out and grab his shaky hand as he lets out a breath of air as he hangs he head down chuckling as you follow his movements with caring eyes.

"i was really nervous about all the way here"

he giggles out as you laugh along with him.

'really aw chris"

"yeah"

he breathes out

"well im glad you asked"

he reply as he nods his head.

"c'mere"

you say opening your arms and standing up to bring him in a hug as he nuzzles his head in your neck.

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[dawei-s]

Perhaps I was made for hanging out

[kyouka-supremacy]

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[chimerafeathers]

there's an essay jumbled up in my brain about dunmeshi's beginning and how clever and deceptive it is as a sleight-of-hand trick that distracts the audience from the depth and scope of the worldbuilding and foreshadowing that's being set up the entire time by dangling zany characters and wacky dishes and biology fun facts in front of us, and how that serves to catch invested viewers off guard when those elements come to the forefront, but also how it works against it with other viewers wanting "more" and not seeing it because the plot bait isn't laid out up front

how people getting frustrated with the characters "not taking things seriously" is mirrored and refuted in the confrontation between Laios and Shuro. how the characters' attitudes aren't just a result of shallow low-stakes "comedy rules" where nothing matters, but are an extension of their personalities (Laios's nonstandard expression of emotions being offputting even to people he knows) and the world and social environment (adventurers being desensitized to death and injury because resurrection magic is commonplace). the way the party refers to "saving Falin" instead of "retrieving Falin's corpse," indicating that they still see her with full personhood, and how that phrasing leads to some readers/viewers believing that Falin is alive in the dragon's stomach, conscious of being slowly digested while the party carelessly fucks around "wasting time." how the weird tonal dissonance makes sense in-universe and yet is deliberately challenged more and more the deeper the party goes

all the character building and pieces of lore slowly weaving together the shape of the larger world, laying the groundwork for the major themes that will surface later. so much is right there in the "low-stakes" early episodes if you know what you're looking for (or pass the perception checks).

it can be so satisfying to see new viewers/readers pick up on the clues even in the earliest "simple" episodes, or notice new things and make connections yourself....and it can also be frustrating to see people dismiss oddities and dissonance as shallow or bad writing because they don't expect a "cooking anime" to have depth like that. why try to question and understand and peel back the layers when you don't expect there to be any layers?

why can't laios take things seriously for once?

[byanyan]

been crying the last couple days thinking about byan, as an adult, eventually picking up a lot of volunteer work & contributing to youth groups for kids growing up in shitty situations that they relate to all that well. like, they're still kind of a menace about it, encouraging the kids to curse and teaching them how to fight and use knives and shit, but being more responsible than they used to be, supporting them all and being this safe space for them in this way they'd always wished someone would be for them... bringing fun little treats and drawing temporary tattoos for 'em all... ugh. UGH. i'll just always and forever have so many feelings when it comes to byan being the person they wished they'd had growing up for kids with nowhere else to turn, being that protective but really fun and cool older sibling who'll tease the shit out of you but never actually judge you for who you are or how you choose to express yourself. byan coming full circle, making sure (to the best of their ability, anyway) that no one has to suffer through all the same shit they did. byan!! growing and learning and helping out instead of remaining bitter and resentful and choosing not to pitch in just because no one ever helped them!!!!

[todayisafridaynight]

thinking about vampiric arakawas again just so i can make a 'blood-sucking politician' joke

[boygirlctommy]

ive decided that andoras almost always has crazy makeup and wigs on simply bcus its fun for him. and everin doesnt see him without any of it on until after the birthday party debacle and loses it slightly bcus she thought that was his real hair the whole time wdym youre BALD (hes not bald his hair is just short)

[elytrafemme]

How do i even fucking answer that. Genuinely. Do i even answer that. I dont really think ic are that much anymore

[toxifoxx]

guhhh

[tendercoretroglodyke]

I have some kind of weird evil wizard curse on me where I feel deeply sad and uniquely horrible when my beloved bestie roommate is home but feel Normal and Emotionally Regulated when theyre out like literally what is wrong with me good GOD get that girl some therapy !!!!

[britneyshakespeare]

i have a very peculiar life where i've often, due to chronic illness and the resulting reclusive tendencies from said illness, just plain not associated with people of my own age on a regular basis for months or years at a time. but when i do go out, i'm, like, not an unattractive or socially unsuccessful person. well i'm not necessarily socially successful but i'm not unattractive. and i'll look back on like a certain period sometimes and realize that i had a lot of people trying to pursue me romantically, and i'm like "hey what happened to that? its been such a long while since anybody asked me out........."

"oh yeah i dont leave the house"

[imaginarypasta]

nothing grinds my gears quite like a second “why haven’t you responded to me yet” message a mere 1-2 days after the original text

[the-mighty-nappa]

Type of girl who has been constantly thinking about the issues she has in the relationship with her main partner but can't talk to her about because she can't find out how to bring it up (and when brought up in the past it was never at a good time so I have a bad track record with that stuff wooooo) and has been weighing the pros and cons of constant hurt or breaking up after we talk.

[blueshykitsune-blog]

I want a giant brown bunny... but... but too much!

The only one I found was like $158 USD... it was just about 5 foot tall! It literally was like looking at what I wanted to make but realized I didn't have enough stuffing for!

And one that was like 3 feet tall was $100...

Like yes I know materials and time is money but I can still complain! Why fabric gotta be so much! And so messy! (The ones with faux fur or of the like. Like whyyyyyy!!!!) Also why is cotton and stuffing so much too! And you get enough for maybe only one 2 foot plushie!

(I ran out of tagging space... 30 the limit sadly. But I had more to say but maybe later I'll do a bigger post on that all.)