#SHUT THE FUCK UP MOMO
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Now i dont have just one annoying critter following me whereveri go, i have THREE?
#infinity nikki#yes yes giroda and raggy are temporary#but momis there forever. always pissin me off in various ways#like gettin in my way when i getoff abike#or constantly tellin me there s wish stars around#SHUT THE FUCK UP MOMO
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i havent followed the manga in several months and im not interested in catching up again but has bakugo un-died yet. has deku saved him yet with the power of gay love. or is he still getting open heart surgery. has this boy been getting open heart surgery for the past 8 months.
#shut up pandora#bnha#boku no hero academia#katsuki bakugo#izuku midoriya#bakudeku#i guess#the first time bakugo Fucking McDied was pretty romantic#and i guess the second time deku did get pretty mad about it so fuck it im down#its shounen so dekus will they wont they with uraraka is so misogynistic#that his relationship with bakugo has become the greatest love story of all time#i jest ofc#even if they became canon RIGHT NOW the rest of the story is too mid for them to be even a particularly good love story#but its also the only relationship in bnha that i still care about after the disrespect they showed my girl momo#and the direction they went with the todoroki family#and the general plot progression#imma stop talking about that bc this is not a complain about bnha post this is a 'is bakugo still dead' post#but yeah although this is the only bnha ship i still care about i dont think horikoshis brave enough to make them canon#but if all the tjlc-ing from the bakudeku fans come true and they really do pull a fakeout and bkdk gets together#i will stomach the poor plot progression and hatred towards women and start following the manga again#but yeah if hes still dead horikoshi get on it???#it was dramatic the first few chapters but if you drag it out for several months ppl (me) are going to get tired of it and drop the series
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EMERGENCY ‼️‼️‼️‼️ THE ZOMBIE APOCALYPSE HAS BEGUN 🧟♂️🧟♂️🧟♂️🧟♂️ How well do you think your character would fare in a zombie apocalypse, on a scale of "zombie lunch" to "zombie apocalypse mastermind"? What would be the most epic zombie-killing weapon they could find in a nearby hardware store? A pitchfork? A lumberjack's chainsaw? Would they rather become a zombie and join the horde or take their chances as a human survivor?
you can choose any character to answer!
I took a while but I'm here with ART! Anyway it's so funny you sent this because over the years @mimiruku and I had talked about this a lot.
In a Zombie Apocalypse, Momina would turn into a zombie...without being bitten! Her immune system is so bad that she just somehow turns into one despite it not being airborne....
But despite that, Momina's will remains strong, and thus, she will continue to protect her loved ones!! Miruku made sure to get a leash for Momina... They're so Nezuko and Tanjiro coded, so I put them in their outfits.
Takeshi taking a photo of them by the river in the cosplay they took from the mall. [They're good kids so they left money on the counter!]
Due to unexpected circumstances, the gang found out Momina is SUPER into malignant tumors. It has become her favourite meal. They found out because it turns out Miruku had one? He's fine! She ate it....he's fine!!!
Momina is still nurturing, so she keeps trying to give them malignant tumors and trash to eat. :) She attacks camps so she can give them supplies like blankets.
Tsuna is terrified of his friend and doesn't understand why everyone is so normal about it!?
Hayato has gotten courageous and keeps calling Momina his girlfriend despite not asking her out. Miruku and Takeshi make sure he knows that's weird as hell. "She can't consent because she's dead, you know?" Miruku reminds him. Hayato shouts at her to shut up because they'll totally find a vaccine to heal her, and then they can go on normal dates!!!
I could go on because this is now a Real AU, but I'll stop. Thank you, Melon!
So to answer properly: Momina is a Zombie who makes humans with cancerous tumors her lunch!
Momina's weapons are her teeth and super strength!!
#nimo's fantastical replies#melonchanverse#mel#mimiruku#jojo#khr ocs#mimi#miruku osashima#momo#momina luqman#character spotlight: momina luqman#dreamie art#momo x gokudera#I didnt add this but Takeshi keeps flirting with Miruku during all this and Hayato keeps calling him a sick fuck#'its like you dont even care my gf is dead!!!' 'she isnt your gf and we are gonna find her a vacine Gokudera ahaha'#'SHUT UP SHE IS MY GF!'#btw Momina sounds like an animal crossing character when she makes sounds#mimi and momo still larp but momo cant speak so its hard#its like playing charades#nijojomo world
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It appears that you fucking cowards don’t get the message so I am going to start making fun of anons who harass my friends. Y’all wanna go low? Bitch, I’ll go LOWER.
#shut up momo (OOC).#[ you think I am joking? ]#[ the fact that you losers are so concerned about my friends means you are a fan and they live rent free in your head! ]#[ imagine being a fucking loser. ]#[ just think about it. ]
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@fluffnflightillustrations drew me my best goils bein besties
#karinhina tbt#karin kurosaki#momo hinamori#karin kurosaki; leave all your loving and longing behind#momo hinamori; i am the fucking fire starter#//will i Ever shut up abt karin & momo being literal best friends? no. no i will not
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The twins
#skulduggery pleasant#fanart#art#carol edgley#crystal edgley#I haven’t decided which is which yet#but one of my pet peeves is ‘identical twins who dress exactly the same’#so I avoided that#I have their color schemes eerily similar while their fashion sense is completely different#also tried to make them Tim Burtony skinny but uh#I have a hard time with proportions going THAT skinny#even this is stretching it for me#also also also#just cause I wanna share#Stephanie’s design was mainly inspired by rose lalonde and gaz from invader zim#while the twins here were inspired by the two oldest girls in the loud house and Verosika mayday#haha you didn’t think I forgot about Helluva did you 😏#while I may be hyperfixating on this rn rest assured Helluva is ALWAYS in the back of my mind#also Verosika just had a lot of good merch this drop and I just wanna pay homage to her ya know?#holy FUCK momo shut up
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😁TORAO IT'S BEEN SO LONG!!😁
😐Mugiwara-ya😐
#lets make a deal: -i get: a bowl of rice -you get: the destruction of the cause of your famine#ace got otama an apple too.......#law seeing all this happiness: MY PLAN#i REALLY like how luffy now SAYS THINGS HE IS GOING TO DO#'i will male your daily life like this' YEAAAAAAAHHH i could cry#ace said the same thing no fucking way#otama me too girl.....#luffy looking at the distance already planning what new technique he is going to use on kaido to beat his ass#kiku just joining the crew lmao no questions asked#momo and the crew??? they said they claimed to be dead?? or something like that#talking tag#watching one piece#episode 908#i have been spoiled bc nobody shuts up about it in the comments but i am guessing zoro is not going for what i think he is going about kiku#right?????????? right?????#robin is a geisha spy okay okay makes sense#was momos mom a seer?? damn#9 samurais..... luffy has a sword... zoro. kiku. law. kinnemon. kanjuro. brook??usopp???sanji???????momo?#is this tiger zoro too???#did law do all this to fuck with luffy lmaoooo kin was just having shits#sanji PUTTING ON A SHIRT to go fawn over kiku.... incredible#BEPO SHITTING TOO AJDHAKSHA#TIME TRAVEL???????#no fucking way. THE TIMING DIDNT MAKE SENSE BECAUSE 20 YEARS AGO THEY SET THE CASTLE ON FIRE AND MOMP WAS THERE#BUT MOMO IS LIKE 8. I HAVE BEEN SAYUNG OH NVM TO THAT FOR EPISODES#HAAAAAAAAAAH INDEED LUFFY#episode 909
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they're being so cute im drowning dying
#yuji is so fucking earnest and real and sweet all the time he's like you don't have to tell us everything but at least rely on us!!!!! 😭#and him and nobara pulling his cheeks in front of those baka 1 and baka 2 (SHE'S SO FUNNY HELP 😭) I LOVE ALL OF THEM#i need to rewatch these eps they're being unbearably cute#the dumpling thing LMAO they all share one braincell so cute#also my mom puts cabbage in momos it tastes fine you guys shut up 😭😭😭😭
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Honestly just found out about this live action bnha movie, and unless it's a live action remake of Heroes Rising or World Heroes Mission, just how do they expect this to work?
#its gonna get the hunger games treatment and it'll be so ironic given what bnha is all about#we cant let them know kids were on the front lines of this war. no worries the cast are all in their 20s.#bnha#mha#boku no hero academia#my hero academia#shut the fuck up cat#its like 30+ volumes and deku has aged one year and that occurred in the first 3 volumes#theres going to be 7 seasons minimum of the anime#are we to expect like 10 movies (with MAJOR plot cuts)#the thought of what they'll do to momo as well makes me ill
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finally caught up with dandadan
#first of all I hope they eventually adapt everything cuz I wanna see zuma!!#second I was right everyone was fucking exaggerating when it came to aira#fighting tooth and nail and for what?#“’if you don’t like aira you’ll hate jiji’ now that’s just a fucking lie they’re not the same and you know it#I know I would like her more if everyone just shut up but no people had to piss me off and I just can’t grow to like her#everyone else that got introduced is fine at least they were more interesting to me#well almost everyone#also some scenes are very unnecessary but whatever….#overall I’m still having a good time there’s progress being made and momo and okarun are still very cute#another thing: I really enjoy that everyone has a purpose and can hold their own yet they can all still rely on each other#thank god for that
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Fair is Fair
We get to learn a little bit about Mina in this fic. Turns out she's a little needy.
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Mina X Mreader
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Once Chaeyoung had left your home, you lay on the couch, wanting nothing more than to relax when your phone began vibrating. It was a series of messages. “Why did Momo get a turn?” was the first one that got your attention. You wonder who would know about your night with Momo and Jihyo. Curiosity gets the best of you, and you open your messages. You scroll to the top and realize it’s Mina messaging you. The rest of her messages were her complaints about being left out.
“I’m not the one that decided that,” you reply.
“Well, I want a turn; it’s been so long since I’ve been with someone.” She texts back before she begins calling your phone. You pick up the phone and instantly hear Mina's voice come through, “It’s not fair that Momo gets to have fun with you. We share everything, and she shouldn’t be able to have fun with you alone.” she repeats, her voice high. Mina’s whines were odd to you. From the small amount of time you had spent together, she had acted much more like a lady, so her complaining like a bratty child was weird, for lack of a better word.
“Mina, things just happened. What do you want me to do about it.”
“Tonight, you and I are going out, no ifs, ands, or buts.”
“Mina,”
“No, we’re going out.” Mina whines, the soft pounding of something heard in the background. On the other side of the phone, Mina kicked her feet against her bed, cheeks full of air as she pouted. “I want to go out tonight, and then we can spend the night at your place. Chaeyoung got to fuck you last night, why can’t I?” You question the last part, your mind working slowly until you figure out that the friend Chaeyoung had been talking about was, in fact, Mina. “Chaeyoung was showing us pictures last night, and I couldn’t believe it was you. I want my turn now!” She whined, kicking her feet again.
You reluctantly agree, too tired to put up a fight. “Alright, fine, but you plan the date.”
“Really?” Mina almost shouts, the glee in her voice ringing out.
“Yes, give me the details, and I’ll meet you there.” You were already tired of the situation. You place your phone on the coffee table before shutting your eyes.
When you wake up from your short nap you have several messages on your phone from Mina, including the time and place for your date. You check the clock and realize there isn’t much time left. You get yourself ready, already regretting giving in to Mina so easily. You head to the address Mina had sent you. Arriving at the address, you double-check to make sure it’s the right place. You question Mina’s choice of a Lego cafe, but soon enough, you see her arrive, standing outside the cafe and typing something out on her phone. Your phone buzzes a second later, “Where are you?”
“Okay, guess this is the right place.” You say to yourself before getting out of the car. You walk up to Mina, who smiles when she sees you. She’s dressed casually, wearing oversized jeans and a hoodie.
“Let’s go!” Mina says, taking your hand and heading inside, grabbing a table for the two of you.
“What kind of place is this Mina?”
“It’s a Lego cafe,” Mina says, stating the obvious.
“I know that, but why here? Why have the date here?”
“It’s fun,” Mina says, pulling out a set of legos from under her sweater. You feel like you’re in another world as Mina begins playing with the set. Looking at the box, you see it’s a car she’s building. You’re more confused than anything else; you never would have thought Mina would be interested in something like this. Seeing her pull a box set from under her sweater was another can of worms in and out of itself. You watch the young woman smile to herself as she puts the pieces together. It was cute, almost innocent. You feel out of place as she continues to build the car. “We’ll get you a set,” Mina says without looking up at you.
As the waiter comes around, Mina takes charge, ordering coffee for both of you and a Lego set for you to work on. You sighed briefly, “I didn’t expect this would be our date. I thought you’d want to do something else.” You pick at the set Mina had chosen for you; it was a set of flowers, something simple.
You build your set while watching Mina work on hers, “Do you do this often?”
She nods, focusing intently on the tiny stickers she had to place on the Lego pieces. “Yeah, I think it’s fun building these sets. Most guys don’t really like it, though; they think it’s childish.”
“It kind of is, but if you enjoy it, you should be able to share that.” You reply as you look through the instructions. “If they don’t like it and don’t want to date you because of it, that’s their problem.” Mina glances up from her set, looking at you before continuing to build it.
“Thanks,” she murmurs. “It’s peaceful building these,” Mina pauses as the coffee arrives, taking her time to sip from the hot cup before returning to her build.
“I thought you would just want to get straight to business. Not go on a date first.”
“I-well, I thought it would be rude to go to your house and do it.” Mina stammers, “I thought this would be better; besides, I wanted to build this set. I’ve had it for a month.” Mina says, trying to give another reason for the date. She hoped you wouldn’t see the price tag on the box. She had bought the Lego set before coming here. After your call with her had ended, she got flustered and went out to buy it.
“So what else do you like?”
“Games, video games,” Mina says, drawing out another question from you. “I like Minecraft; it’s a lot like Legos. I like building things more than going on adventures.” You nod along and continue asking Mina questions about herself. She slowly grows more comfortable as the date goes on, and once she finishes her build and you finish yours, the two of you decide to leave.
Mina places her little car in the back seat, with your plant, staring at them as you drive home, hoping nothing happens to them.
As you arrive in the parking lot, Mina slips a pill into her mouth and swallows it, preparing herself for a long evening. The effects are immediate as she feels her body begin to heat up. Walking to the door, Mina grows anxious, her body growing needy.
Reaching the door, Mina throws herself at you, wrapping her arms around your neck as she presses her lips against yours. “Let’s get started,” You struggle to open the door but eventually manage it, moving inside with Mina. She grabs your hands, moving them under her sweater. You feel her toned stomach as she drags your arms up her body until you reach her modest chest. Mina cranes her neck, letting you mark her body with hickeys as you lead her to the bedroom. Mina’s nipples rub against the palm of your hand, and she lets out a light moan as you squeeze her breasts. You push the door open and place Mina on the bed. You pull the hoodie off her before continuing to mark her body, her moans growing louder as you tease her nipples. Mina holds you against her chest, wanting to keep you there forever as you begin tugging at her jeans.
Mina grabs your hands, stopping your advance. When you look up at her, her eyes are already on yours. “Before we keep going, I want to tell you something, but you have to promise not to tell anyone else.”
“Okay, I promise,” You state to her, staring into her eyes and creating a sense of trust.
“Momo doesn’t know about this, but…” Mina’s face becomes flushed as she struggles to finish her sentence. “Can I call you Daddy? I like it better this way; please take the lead.”
For the second time today, Mina stunned you. “Uhm, sure, that’s fine.” This version of Mina was a lot different from the woman you had sex with a couple of weeks ago. Whereas when she was drunk, she degraded herself, Mina seemed more soft when she was sober. Mina giggles as she unbuttons her jeans and lets you pull them off. You become distracted, thinking to yourself how Mina has been the opposite of what you expected of her as she reaches down and rubs your bulge.
“You’re so big,” Mina whispers, “Can I see it, Daddy?” You nod and lay back on the bed, letting Mina pull your pants off you; she slowly moves her head over your crotch, her long fingers pulling at your underwear. A smile creeps onto Mina as she tugs at your underwear, and your cock flops out. She grasps it gently, her hand moving along it slowly.
“Keep going, Mina, that feels good.” You groan.
The young woman drips her saliva onto your cock, spreading it out as she runs her hand along her shaft. “I want you, Daddy, in here.” She says, placing her other hand on her stomach. Mina stares into your eyes as she strokes your cock, her body growing hotter as she becomes more eager to move on. Mina flashes her gummy smile as she uses both hands to stroke your cock, rubbing the tip with the palm of one as the other runs along your shaft. You groan Mina’s name, the pleasure flowing through you as she leans down and kisses the tip. Mina smiles after, feeling shy.
“Mina, I want you.” The young woman’s heart skips a beat after hearing your order. She straddles you, rubbing her lips along your cock and moaning as she prepares herself. The heat coming from your cock, makes Mina want more. She doesn’t wait long before lifting herself and rubbing the tip between her folds. Light moans escape Mina’s lips as she slowly sinks onto your cock, her walls squeezing your shaft as she slips more into her cunt. Mina places her hands on your chest as she begins to feel full.
Mina rides you, her hips rocking back and forth as she leans back. “You’re so big,” she groans. The young woman bites her lip as she moves up and down your shaft, slowly putting more force into her bounce as she takes every inch inside her. “Mmm, Daddy,” Mina moans, her strength slowly leaving her body, leaving you to thrust into her. You roll Mina onto her back and lift her lower half, continuing to thrust into her. Mina’s moans only get louder; she grips the bedsheets, getting closer to cumming. She wraps her arms around you, holding you tightly as you ram more of your length inside her. “D-daddy, you’re so deep,” she whines, her legs wrapping around you. You kiss Mina’s neck and listen to her whimpers. Your hands grip the back of her thighs; they quiver as you push Mina closer to her climax.
“Cum for me, baby. Cum for Daddy,” you growl in a low voice. Mina’s body tenses, and she cries out as she cums. You continue thrusting into her tightening cunt, driving Mina mad. She continues to moan, “Daddy, wait!” She whines, her body becoming overrun by the pleasure.
“I’m going to cum, Mina,” you groan.
“I want Daddy’s cum. I want it inside me,” Mina moans, the pleasure breaking her as she feels your cock throbbing inside her. As you're about to cum you bury yourself inside Mina, your cum pouring into her cunt. “Oh, Daddy, more,” Mina moans. You kiss the young woman, shutting her up for a moment as you enjoy her body, her cunt milking you.
“Does my baby want more?” You ask, running your finger between Mina’s tits.
“Yes, Daddy. Please give me more,” Mina says, biting her fingertip as she uses her other hand to spread her lips. “Please fuck me again, Daddy.” The sight of your seed leaking out of her cunt gets you hard again, and you slide back into Mina, gripping her ass as you begin thrusting again.
As you fuck her to another climax, you feel something rub against your finger. Moving your hand just a little, you feel a plug. “Does my baby have a plug in her?” You whisper into Mina’s ear.
“Yes, Daddy.” Mina says with a pout, “I want to save that for later.” she says softly. You leave it alone for now and continue fucking the young woman until you’re both exhausted. As you lay beside Mina, your chest heaving, you comment on her other side.
“This is a lot different from our first time together. So you have Sharon, and this is Mina?”
Mina looks away from you, covering her face. “It’s only when I’m drunk. I say a lot of things when I’m drunk.” She admits.
You laugh at Mina, “Oh yeah? Like ‘cum inside my slutty pussy’ or ‘fuck me like a whore’” Mina’s mind flashes back to the first time you had sex, and she grows more embarrassed. “So, which do you like more?” You lean in closely to Mina’s ear and run your hand along her body, pushing two fingers inside her cum-filled cunt. “Or is it both?” You ask her, “Are you my slutty baby?” Mina gasps, and her body shivers. She bites her lip and nods.
“I like both,”
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chubby darling sitting and rambling abt anatomy and how insane the human body is, literally talking so animatedly while her obsessor is just sitting there like ‘oh i’m gonna fuck her so hard once she shuts the fuck up’
my picks; EREN, jean, erwin, ymir, PORCO (aot), aizawa, DABI, mature tomura, momo, katsuki(?), izuku, mr compress, spinner, HAWKS, miruko (mha), ushijima, IWAZUMI, KUROO, kageyama, tsukkishima, aone (haikyuu), GOJO FUCKING SATORU, toji, nanami(?), miguel, i rly wanna say megumi, maki, heian sukuna, TODO AOI, and fuck it inumaki too (jjk), ROANOA ZORO, robin, sanji, sir croc, FUCKING LAW HED GEEK W YOU, uhhh luffy, kidd, penguin, coby (op) WHITNEY, c.sydney, alex, avery(?? iffy), rrrrobin?? (dol), plus all ur favorites <3
#.v speaks#.venus updated!#..mha#..dabi#..jjk#..one piece#..aot#..haikyuu#jjk thirst#mha thirst#op thirsts#yandere jjk#yandere mha#yandere one piece#yandere haikyuu#yandere dol#dol thirsts#jjba thirsts#yandere jjba#yandere x reader#x chubby reader#fuck you ofc i put miguel he’s so fine.#like shit you not
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third year! bakugou katsuki thinks it's pathetic how everyone tries to ask you to be their valentine while you stand absolutely awkwardly and oblivious to their advances.
he rolls his eyes, scoffing at how you tilt your head and ask 'what do you mean?' when a new second-year tries to confess through a heartfelt letter a week before valentines day. he's sitting in the cafeteria, a few tables away from you where you stand with your tray. his friends catch his line of sight and begin to watch too as you awkwardly take the letter and mention how it's your favourite colour, what a coincidence.
"man, poor y/n." kaminari sighs, "been getting bombarded with valentine's day proposals."
"acting like you werent one last year." sero snickers, elbowing the blonde, who replies with 'shut up!'.
"y/n, todoroki and momo have to be the most popular third years. i saw todoroki carrying a fruit arrangement yesterday with 'be my valentine' on some flags." mina states, drinking her orange juice.
jirou retorts, poking her food, "did you see y/n's shoe locker when they opened it? they were basically drowning in all those letters. and their desk was full of teddy bears and hearts and flowers."
"yaoyorozu told me that she felt so bad because she rejected someone who choreographed a flash mob for her." kirishima inputs, "but seriously, so many people have tried getting with y/n, it's insane."
katsuki only rolls his eyes again as you thank the person, who runs away giddily. you're so uninterested in the person that you just pocket it in your blazer for later. katsuki chuckles at the action before returning to his food.
he thinks it's so funny that everyone is fawning over you. he understood todoroki and yaoyorozu, they've been popular since day one. but you? what did anyone see in you?
"hey, bakugou, are you alright?" you ask, standing in front of him on the porch of the dormitory. it's now five days later and he blinks himself back to reality and swallows the lump in his throat. "you were kinda' just staring at me and that girl just then..."
it's true, he was. a first year, some lovesick teen girl, came to confess to you just then. you hold some chocolates in your hand and a bouquet of roses in another. your third this week, he tallies.
"i—i wasn't." he stammers, looking away. he was leaning against the pillar, watching you as he took in some fresh air. it was pure coincidence, he says. "what... did you tell 'em?"
"i felt a bit sorry, she cried a little when i said i'm not a fan of this kind of chocolate." you express, showing him the box. katsuki smirks. you were so blunt. "i still accepted it though, to make her feel better. i don't even know her, though."
"strange." he responds, staring at you, "so what now then?"
"do you want it?"
"i don't want your fucking confession candy." he scoffs, furrowed brows. he's irritated at the offer and you just tuck the chocolates underneath your arm. "why'd you say 'no'?"
"i... don't know her." you state as if it was obvious. he blinks and looks away. "i dunno', i've been getting asked a lot recently."
"that so?" it's so pathetic, how anyone would trip and fall at your feet at the slight chance to share valentine's day with you. he could think of a thousand things better to do tomorrow than spend it with you—
"how come you haven't asked me yet?" you inquire, pursing your lips, "to be your valentine?"
"hah?" he huffs out, making the most outraged expression on his face, "what the hell did you just say to me?"
you sigh, opening the entrance door with your new gifts, "nevermind."
he stares at you as you leave him alone on the porch. questions swirl in his mind, making him think about you even more. is this how you made so many admirers? you just... made them think about you? you were absolutely crazy.
that's got to me the most pathetic thing about valentine's day, right?
wrong.
katsuki annoyedly drops the chocolates that he knows for sure you love. and as he passes the flower section, oh god, the amount of time he spent trying to figure out which ones were the perfect ones. the cashier looks at him knowingly, wishing him 'goof luck' on his endeavour. katsuki scoffs and tells them to shut his mouth.
what's pathetic is that katsuki readies himself for asking you. now that he's got confirmation that you were expecting him to, he would do it. he is standing in front of your dorm door, holding the flowers and chocolates and teddy bear in his arms. he knows you have hundreds in your room right now, but... he's pathetic.
when his hand goes up to knock on your door, the elevator reaches the floor and opens to reveal you in the sports uniform.
you walk up, typing on your phone when you look up to your dorm to see him. "oh, hey."
"hey." he mumbles, trying his best to hide the presents behind his back, "went on a run?"
"no, quirk training, actually." you respond, unlockong your dorm. you walk in and turn your head. "did you need to talk to me?"
"well... i—"
"are those for valentine's day?" you point to the flowers that are badly hiden behind him.
katsuki grunts, finally revealing them, "y—yeah... i don't know how to do this."
"come in." you say, inviting him into your dorm. he nervously enters and closes the door behind him. you sit at our desk, leg over your knee, almost like you're inspecting him thoroughly. "so, who is it for?"
he stops. "huh?"
"i mean, who are you asking?" you mumble out. he doesn't know what to say. do you not remember asking him to ask you yesterday? "you're looking for advice, aren't you?"
suddenly, he's on the fire. he's in the position that he made fun of those other people for being in. and it fucking sucks.
it takes all his courage to sigh out, "no... no, you idiot. i'm asking you."
"wha—? me?" you point at yourself.
"yes! here!" he practically shoves them into your hands and steps away away. "i... want you to be my valentine tomorrow. please."
his harsh tone makes you rethink his statement. but katsuki sees a smile dawn on your face regardless, something the others who have asked you haven't seen.
"thank you, bakugou. i love them."
he knows damn well you do.
"i'd be happy to be your valentine." you confirm, standing up and placing the flowers on your desk. you put the chocolates and teddy on your bed, smiling the whole time. he gulps in anticipation, despite you already saying 'yes'. "thank you, truly. it's perfect."
katsuki clears his throat, hands in his pockets and he looks away, "'s nothin'."
you chuckle and step towards him, hand on his shoulder as you give him a gentle kiss on the cheek.
"whatever you say. where did you wann' go tomorrow?"
he thinks it's pathetic how on valentine's day, you drag him to all the couple stalls and events, and even do a hand-reading (katsuki lets out a sigh of relief when they said that you two are quite the perfect match), but when it's with you, it's a lot less embarrassing to do it. in fact, he'd relive this whole day again if he could.
what's pathetic is how all those people thought they could have this time with you, when all you ever wanted was bakugou katsuki himself.
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Babes this is going to be the only time I am going to address this but lately my friends and overall people have been getting very NASTY, UNSOLICITATED, and ANNOYING anonymous messages without reason. Some of you have the AUDACITY to harass people and let me tell it is not cute at all, I need you all to tone it down and honestly reflect how you approach people because it is not OKAY to just jump into someone's messages and share your damn thoughts without being asked to do so. You are allowed to say whatever you want HOWEVER that doesn't mean you are entitled to harass people for no damn reason. I hate making posts about this but this behavior won't be tolerated and don't even try it with me or you will be blocked and I will find out who you are. I have been online for a very long time and I can and I will stand up for myself if any of you dare to try and start messing with me or even my friends. Anonymous option is a PRIVILIGE and not a RIGHT so like the old saying says "fuck around and find out" because I will not hesitate to disable the anonymous option and close my inbox until I want to receive messages again. This is going to be the only time I say this but if I keep seeing this going around my dashboard I will start blocking people. That is all.
#shut up momo (OOC).#psa (WARNING).#[ don't fucking piss me off. ]#[ i am serious. ]#[ leave my friends alone challenge >:( ]#[ feel free to reblog if you want because damn seriously this is fucking stupid. ]
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Distraction (Hirai MoMo x Reader) SMUT
Toxic relationship(not with momo), cheating, smut, dom!momo
3 hours. Thats how long you had been sitting on your front porch, waiting for your girlfriend. She said she would pick you up at 7pm for a date, It was your anniversary after all but now it’s 10pm and she’s no where to be found.
You’re lost in thought when your phone rings, it gives you hope that your partner is calling to tell you she’s almost there, that she just got caught up but no, it was just your best friend Momo. You answer with a sigh and a sad, “hi.”
“Y/n? What’s wrong?” She was able to read you like a book, the slight change in your voice told her something was bothering you, “I thought you had your anniversary date tonight.”
“Yeah so did i.” You laugh bitterly, “she never showed up.”
“Again?” Your older friend asked, angry at your girlfriend’s neglect knowing she could treat you better if you gained your senses and left your relationship.
“Yeah. Again.” Your voice is sad now, a bit pathetic, and definitely pitiful. It breaks Momo’s heart to hear.
“Why don’t I come over? We can hang out and I can take your mind off of it.” An added ‘like always’ threatens to leave her lips at the end of her sentence but she stops herself as not to upset you. Usually taking your mind off of it means a movie and crying and ranting but you didn’t know she had a different plan for tonight.
“Please.” Momo’s chest stings at how defeated you sound.
“I’ll be there in 10.”
And she was. One minute earlier than she said actually. Unlike your actual girlfriend who was hours late. It was sad, even your best friend cared enough to be on time. She walked into your house with the keys you had given her years ago, where you’re sitting on the couch, head in your hands, tears threatening to leave your eyes. She sits next to you silently putting an arm around your shoulders, and she can practically feel the tension leave your body as you relax.
“I can’t believe I let this happen again.” You whisper.
“It’s not your fault”
“Then why does she do this? Am I just not good enough?”
“What? No.” The seriousness in the no surprised you, making you look up to her. Her face was just as serious as her words, “if anything she’s not good enough for you, you don’t deserve to be treated like this.”
“Yeah right.” Looking to the ground before the older girl takes your face and makes you look at her.
“I mean it, you deserve someone better” she removes her hands from your face when you’re looking at her.
“Like who? You?” You say, feeling a bit bold after the day you’ve had.
“Yes. Exactly like me.”
You look at each other, your eyes on hers but hers are on your lips.
“Let me help you forget about her.” Her hand finds its way to your hip.
“Momo… I can’t.”
“Why not?” Her lips ghost over your ear, her warm breath sending chills down your spine and letting a wetness spread between your legs.
“I can’t cheat”
“Fuck her. What do you think she’s out doing right now?” She implies that your girlfriend is out fucking other women when she’s supposed to be with you, and she’s probably right.
“Shut up” you say weakly, it’s obvious you don’t mean it. Momo’s lips find their way to your neck, kissing lightly before going back to your ear, you can’t help but sigh at the feeling.
“Look me in my eyes and tell me you don’t want this.”
You look her in her eyes and open your mouth to reject her but the words don’t make it out of your mouth before you’re turning your head to kiss the woman. She smiles in the kiss, tangling her hand in your hair to pull you closer. Her other hand resting on your thigh.
“Let’s get to your bed, yeah?”
You nod in response, letting momo take the lead and grab your hand to drag you to the bedroom.
“Lay down.” Her voice is demanding, giving you chills. You follow her direction as soon as it leaves her lips. Making sure to lay down in a way that shows off your body, which takes an effect on your friend, her pupils blown and chest heaving. She crawls up the bed until she’s hovering you, her arms trapping your head. You can feel her breath fan over your face, and she’s looking at you with so much desire a look that makes you rub your thighs together. Momo’s hand moves to your throat, gripping a bit but not enough to restrict your breathing.
“Do you want me to kiss you?”
Immediately nodding your head it makes her laugh at your eagerness. She obliged and kisses you, even if Momo had a dominating personality in bed the kiss was soft and you could feel love in it. You pull away after a few minutes, saliva still connecting you when you part. The only thing heard now is heavy breathing.
“Sit up.”
You do. Her hands pull your shirt up over your head and then throw it off to the side. You weren’t wearing a bra, planning on a nice anniversary night.
“No bra? Was that for her? It’s a shame, but I’m glad I can appreciate it.” She’s looking unashamedly at your chest, “you’re so beautiful.” She whispers, quiet enough it’s practically to herself, and then leans in to kiss your chest. Leaving a few marks on her way, causing you to make a sound of disapproval.
“What?”
“No marks, she’ll see.”
“Oh baby, I don’t plan on giving you back after I’ve had you so don’t worry about that.”
Her mouth finds your nipple after she finishes her sentence, you moan not only at the action but at the words. The girl on top of you was hungry, for you of all people, a global superstar who could want anyone in the world and here she is marking you as her own.
Momo sits up between your legs, unbuttoning your pants and pulling them off, leaving you in nothing but your underwear which were embarrassingly wet and see through.
“Oh, princess. I’ve barely even touched you.” She quips with a taunting pout as she reaches out to feel you over your panties. You cover your face in embarrassment, your best friend shouldn’t turn you on this much especially when you have a girlfriend, right?
“Don’t cover up, I wanna see your pretty face while I fuck you.” Her hands move from your thighs to your wrists pulling your hands away from your face and above your head, “keep them there.”
She kisses your lips quickly before moving onto your jaw, and down to your neck where she lingers for a while making a bunch of little marks, pulling back to admire her work. You buck your hips up into hers, trying to get some friction her hands pushing your hips down so you didn’t find any relief causing you to whine.
“Be patient darling.”
Sitting up, her hands rubbing up and down your thighs starting at your knees and ending where your underwear ends.
“You’re so pretty like this, underneath me barely able to think.”
The next time her hands reach your underwear she hooks up fingers underneath the sides slowly pulling it down while kissing the parts of your stomach that are now visible to her, she throws the remaining fabric off to the side. You didn’t think her pupils could get any bigger, her breathing any heavier but then she saw just how wet you were and she lost her mind.
“All for me? I bet she doesn’t get you this wet, right?”
You don’t answer the mention of your girlfriend bringing some guilt but she didn’t like that.
“Answer me.” As she taps your clit with her hand, not super hard but enough for your entire body to jolt.
“No she doesn’t.”
She leans in and places a light kiss on your clit, and you involuntarily moan.
“Please.”
“Please what.” She says as she kisses your thighs, of course leaving some marks.
“Ugh, you know what.” You say getting impatient. Causing her to stop touching you completely.
“Answer again, without the attitude.”
“Please fuck me.”
She immediately slides two fingers into you and starts moving them at a quick pace, it’s an easy fit with how turned on you are but you can’t help but groan in surprise (and pleasure). Rough sex is all you’re used to with your girlfriend, fast without a care for you in the world, so when you ask,
“Can you be gentle?” In a weak voice, you expect her to shut you down and make fun of you. But Momo’s eyes soften, still dominating but softer. And her fingers move slower inside as she leans closer to you.
“Is this okay?”
If she wasn’t looking you in your eyes you would’ve thought she was teasing you but there was too much care in her eyes for that. You can only muster enough to nod. Though her pace was slow, her long fingers hit deep inside you and she was moving at just the right angle. You didn’t have to be fucked by her for long to know that she was extremely experienced, effortlessly pulling loud moans from you.
“Fuck.” You’re finally able to speak
“Does that feel good?” Her eyes stare into yours, wanting to see your every reaction. You can only moan in response to her question which makes her stop moving her fingers leaving them buried inside of you as she raises an eyebrow.
“What the fuck?” You whine, eyes opening to look at her with a pout moving your hips up and down to try and ride her fingers instead but she holds you down with her free hand.
“I want you to answer when I ask a question.”
You get wetter at the time of voice which Momo can feel on her fingers still inside of you, she starts moving them again. Faster but still gentle, curling them as she pulls out. She spreads them open in a scissoring motion as she fucks you.
“Feels so good.” Only loud enough for her to barely hear.
“Yeah?” She smirks, “she doesn’t fuck you this good does she, I bet she doesn’t even fuck you at all.”
“Wh- yes she does!” You don’t know why you defend your absent girlfriend, even as your best friend is literally inside you, maybe it’s the guilt but the words leave your mouth involuntarily. Momo stops again, this time removing her hands from you completely. She starts to stand up, a blank expression.
“If you’re going to keep defending her then you can go fuck her.” She goes to get off the bed, but you stop her with a grab of her wrist and bringing her hand back to your pussy.
“She doesn’t get me this wet though.” You finally gain some confidence, “and she’s definitely never made me cum.” The last part is said more so as a challenge to the woman on top of you, you knew she wouldn’t leave if you made it some kind of competition she could win against your girlfriend. Momo’s eyes change, a fire in them now, determination to give you what you deserve.
“Poor baby. Pretty girls like you deserve to cum.” She taunts, her voice is mocking. The hand you’re currently holding by the wrist starts moving and circling your clit at an agonizingly slow pace, almost not moving. Her pace gets faster every couple of minutes, and soon enough she’s rubbing your clit fast enough that you’re seeing stars. She stops just long enough for you to open your eyes, about to complain again but then she stuffs 3 fingers inside of you before a sound even makes it out your mouth, the words replaced by strangled cries so she forgot her bid to be slow now purely on a mission to make you cum as you’d never done with your partner before. She was fucking you so hard that you didn’t even notice when she grabbed your phone with her free hand and took a picture of her fingers inside of you. Throwing it to the side as she leans down to connect her mouth with your center, your moans get even louder if possible. Starting with small, short licks, your new lover groans from your taste. Now that she finally got her mouth on you, she eats you out like her life depends on it all while her fingers are still moving inside you at an almost unbearable speed.
“Fuck mo. Please.”
“Are you close baby?
She didn’t even really have to ask, she could tell. Your chest heaving even more, your abs tightening, the moans getting louder but shakier, thighs shaking and you tightening around her fingers. You don’t answer verbally you just push her head closer to you if possible and trap her head with your thighs.
“I- mo- I’m gonna- fuck.” You can’t even get a sentence out with how good you feel, going dumb from the pleasure she’s giving you. “Oh my god.” You scream.
“It’s okay. Cum for me.” Her words come in between licks to your clit, “Be a good girl and cum in my mouth.”
You’re not sure if it’s her words or the way she sucks on your clit or the way her fingers are so deep inside of you but your orgasm takes over as soon as the words leave her mouth. Curses and Momo’s name leaving your mouth over and over again. Even as you ride out your high, Momo’s mouth never leaves you but her hand that was previously inside of you goes to grab at your chest. Sensitive from your first orgasm, you try pushing her away and closing your thighs but the grip she has on your hip tightens keeping you in place as she devours you. The whole time she’s eating you out she is moaning and whispering to herself about how good you taste. Soon enough you’re shaking from your second orgasm, the sheet underneath you soaked now and Momo’s mouth still doesn’t leave you.
“Ah.. Momo. No more.” You say pushing her head away. She listens this time and comes up to your ear.
“Sorry baby, you just taste so fucking good.” She smirks before she kisses you, and you can taste yourself on her, the lower half of her face is now soaked from you and a mix of her own spit. After pulling away she picks up your phone that she previously discarded, opening your girlfriend messages and typing out something. You look confused and she turns the phone around to show you what she was doing.
A picture of your pussy, 3 fingers stretching you out, dripping onto the mattress below it (the mattress that your girlfriend had bought), your face was visible but barely and a message with it.
Don’t bother coming home. I already took care of her ;)
You go to grab your phone back and erase the message before she can actually send it but she’s too quick when she pulls the phone away and hits the send button.
“You’re breaking up with her. Tomorrow.” She said throwing the phone on the side table. It’s a demand, more so a statement as if you were the one that came up with the idea. But you agree, because now that you had Momo you were addicted and wanted, no needed more. She kisses you, softly and her hands massage your body, she takes care of you. Maybe this wasn’t such a bad anniversary after all.
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been having a very odd moment in my brain so take exes to lovers with prohero!shoto
"hi."
"what are you doing here?"
i'm still in love with you.
"i wanted to see how you were holding up." you're a different person compared to the last time he saw you. you from the past would smile at him, softly thanking him for his concern and inviting him inside with a hand on his shoulder. you in front of him, however, just laughs. it's humorless, pained even. you don't laugh the same as you did with him. "what is it?"
"nothing," you say with a shake of your head. "i appreciate you coming by, but i swear i'm fine." he catches the way your eyes space out, if only for a moment like your consciousness disappeared into a different plane of existence. "yeah, i'm fine," you reiterate when your senses come back and you move to close the door. he carefully but firmly stops you from shutting it and you narrow your eyes. "the fuck do you think you're doing?" you never swore when you were with him.
"i brought you food," shoto offers, pulling the plastic bag from behind him and watching patiently as you analyze him like you were assessing his threat level. what had your asshole of an ex done to you to make you so guarded? "it's your favorite," he adds when he interprets your silence as apprehension. without another word, you nod and open the door, no reassuring hand on his shoulder.
you quietly take the bag from him and set it on your kitchen counter, neatly arranging the to-go containers while shoto moves on pure muscle memory to where you keep your plates. he opens the cabinet to find it bare, along with the cabinets to the left and right of it. perhaps you'd rearranged the place with your new--no, old--partner. he doesn't notice the heavy silence until you clear your throat, swallowing thickly.
"i...i smashed all the dinnerware because i was angry...at him," you croak, your head hung in shame. he hums his understanding but his heart sinks into his stomach. a memory flickers to life in the back of his mind: you and shoto in the local pottery studio, painting strawberries and penguins on matching dinner sets. you beam at him and hold up your newest creation, a baby blue bowl decorated with red and white hearts. it's beautiful, love, he says and your grin grows wider. you tell him the colors of the hearts are to match his hair, and that the bowl would always be your favorite because it reminded you of him. i can't wait to eat soba from it, then, since the art will always remind me of the artist.
"there should be paper plates in the bag," he says gently, shutting the cabinet softly because he knows you don't like the sound of it slamming. "if there isn't, i don't mind eating straight from the container."
"thank you for coming over. it means a lot," you murmur with a container and a fork in your hands, bypassing your dining set and opting for the floor of your living room. he follows you, sitting a respectful distance away that violates every thought willing him to hold you close.
"has anyone else been by?"
"mina, momo, and jiro yesterday. midoriya and uraraka the day before that." you release a little puff of air through your nose, an indicator of sad amusement. "even bakugo stopped by with kirishima. that asshole must have known you were coming because he brought cold soba and i told him i don't eat it."
"what did he say?"
"he told me 'i know you don't, but he does.' weird, isn't it?" your eyes flicker from your food up to his own, watching him again. "did you tell bakugo that you were gonna come over?" he shakes his head, the honest answer. "we've been broken up for two years but people still predict how we operate."
"maybe they know something that we don't," he proposes and your expression hardens.
"don't say that. you can't say that."
"you told me relationships are built on trust," he reminds you. "i won't lie to you, even if we aren't together." your grip tightens around your fork and you forcefully set your container on the coffee table. he steadies his resolve, preparing his defenses so that when you lash out, he can take it in stride. you're in love with them, dumbass, bakugo said to him with a scowl during a night at a pros-only bar. they're in love with you, too, so get your heads out of your asses and get back together.
he's not prepared when tears start rolling down your face.
he reaches out on instinct and you dodge his hand, unsuccessfully wiping your eyes with the heel of your hand.
"the reason why we didn't work was because you were honest. you told me it wasn't the right time, that maybe we could try again in the future," your voice cracks and so does something in shoto's chest. "and then we didn't. you moved on, which forced me to move on too, and now you think you can just walk in here and expect me to open up?"
say it.
tell them.
tell them everything you never did. tell them everything you wanted to but couldn't find the words.
tell them you still love them.
"i want you to let me love you again." what?
"i don't understand." that's not what he meant to say...was it?
"i don't either," he whispers and you finally let him brush a tear from your cheek. his body gravitates toward you magnetically and, even after so long, your skin is a familiar sensation. "all i know is that i miss you, and i'm sorry." another round wells up in your eyes but you know it's not from anger; it's from longing.
"he didn't love me," you sniffled. the muscle in shoto's jaw clenches so tightly, he could chip a tooth. "he loved the idea of loving me, but he didn't love me. i hated who i was when i was with him. and," you pause to exhale shakily, "i miss who i was when i was with you."
"i miss who i was when i was with you, too." he offers you a sad smile and you laugh through your tears, a genuine laugh that he knows in his soul is real. "there you are."
"you still love me? even after two years?"
"it felt longer than that," he admits and you smile the kind of smile that you only have when you're with him. "i can't undo leaving, nor can i undo how he was with you...but i can promise i can bring you back to yourself again. because i love who you are when you're with me."
"are you asking me if you can try again?"
"i'm begging you to let me try again," he pleads, taking your hands in his. they're rough and calloused and familiar and safe. "please."
your eyes sparkle and you stand unexpectedly, moving to rummage around in the fridge and kitchen cabinets. when you get back, you're holding a bowl of what he can only assume is bakugo's cold soba. you place it in front of him and settle into his side, resting your head on his shoulder as you grab the tv remote. with a satisfied smile, he opens his chopsticks and looks down at the bowl.
baby blue with red and white hearts.
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