#and LITERALLY told me not to be a crybaby when I said

[bundlebrent]

Since my boss refuses to let me take the time to go through my incredibly long to do list and get it sorted while I’m at work I’m jump starting on it rn and charging him for the time cuz if he does what he did yesterday I’ll rip half my hair out and break something

[hallawayheart-moved]

and the last baby...jesse! 

[gojocumdumpster]

“Do you ever listen?”

ft- baki hanma

Type of story: 🔥

Warnings: brat tamer, hair pulling, spanking, fingering, cumming, “yes sir” SEX

Hey yall back with another banger I can’t write smut for SHIT bro.

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“Cmon I don’t have all day, we been in this store for hours.”

Baki decided to treat you out for dinner and a trip at the mall, because why not? But knowing you. Y’all were gonna be in there for HOURS. From section to section you were looking in clothes that you didn’t like. Poor baki was just sitting down with bags filling up his arm watching your every move. He had enough, all the time you would chanter “Babe come look!” “Do you think this looks good on me?” and all baki would say is “I’m not buying it for you.” Clearly you didn’t listen you promised him this was the last store after he told you repeatedly he’s not getting you shit from here. “Babe please! This is the last store I promise!!” He kept falling for your little tricks but this time he wasnt gonna let it slide. “No.” he got up signaling you it’s time to wrap it up.

“No..? I literally said 1 more-“ he cut you off saying “1 more store? Y/n we’ve been to so many 1 more stores, I told you i’m not buying you shit from here.” mocking you. You weren’t going down that easy, you crossed your arms “I said this was the last store the final one. I just wanted a pair of red bottoms? It’s not even that expensive and it’s 50% off, so it’s like $150..” you protest. “Stop trying to get your way and get your bratty ass here now. You can get the pair another day.” You shake your head, not moving one inch, standing right next to the collections of red bottoms. “So it’s like that now?” Raising his eyebrows, “I guess it is” talking back. “Alright don’t say shit when you find your stuff missing.” he turns his heel and walks out the store with the bags in his hand. He wasn’t putting up with your attitude, not today.

You roll your eyes as you watch him pass the store walking to the exit, he beats you to the car waiting in his black customized hellcat. You stomp all the way to the car as he watches you from the rear mirror, you hop in as you slam the door. “Don’t slam my fucking doors.” he glares. “I slam whatever I wanna slam” you turn your head avoiding contact . “Where’s my bags at? Why aren’t they in the backseat.” you look back. “Don’t worry about it, I told you don’t say shit when you find them missing.” You repeatedly kicked your feet whining like toddler. Arms crossed, eyebrows furrowed, eyes getting watery. “Fuckin’ crybaby” he chuckles driving home. He thought it was gonna be a peaceful drive home with music playing in the background, but of course you had to open those plump glossy lips blabbering why you think you deserve those things you got and other stuff.

All baki did was turn the music up to mute your whining, bobbing his head to the music like you don’t even exist. He turnt the music down only saying “Just wait till we get home.” He pulled into the apartment garage building, not even fully stopping when he was about to put the car in park you opened the car door and walk out with your purse and phone slamming the door. You stormed off speed walking to the elevator, you make it to your bedroom slamming it behind you laying down on your bed. A couple minutes later baki walks in, he quickly walks to the bedroom opening the door and closing it. “Get up.” he demands. You stay put only turning your head to the side before you turn your head back continuing on what you were doing. “If I have to count to 3 y/n.

Stop fucking playing with me.” you ignore him only scrolling away on tiktok. “1..” he starts taking his shoes off leaving his socks on. “2..” you sigh still looking at your phone. “I’m giving you a chance to get up but you ain’t taking the chance.” he says. “3..” he walks to your side of the bed, tossing your phone across the room and grabbing your wrists. “It’s really not that hard to listen isn’t it?” he sits on the bed pulling you across his lap.” “Baki stop!” whines heard from left to right, he holds your hands behind your back as he pulls your shorts down revealing those expensive pink laced panties. “Fuck..look at that, so nice and plump for me” he slaps the plump flesh causing you to whimper. “You like that don’t you?” he chuckles at you shaking your head no.

After the 10 spanks he proceeds to take your panties off, releasing the hand he was gripping your hands with. He massages the red plush as you grunt from the pain, eyes getting watery and lips swollen from you biting to hard. “Look at how wet you are, so slutty.” he spreads your cheeks revealing your dripping pussy. You whine in embarrassment trying to cover it with your hands “S-stop baki..” you whine. He pushes your hands away slapping your ass as a sign to stop, he gets his middle finger rubbing your wet slit with one hand still spreading one of your cheeks. “Mmph!” you squirm as he slowly inserts his finger in your tight hole. He hisses at the tightness as he he starts moving slowly, “Enjoying yourself to fast huh.” he grunts. He inserts his ring finger causing a slight burn, he starts at a medium pace and then fast. You start squirming from the pleasure trying to get away. “Stop fucking running and take it, don’t know how your suppose to take this dick if you can’t even take 2 fingers”.

“Baki please! I- can’t fuck-!” you feel your orgasm build up already. Baki always thought it was funny on how you finish so quickly. He chuckles at you struggling to speak as he pulls his pruny fingers out, fingers coated in your juices. “Baki I was so close why-“ he sat you up cutting your words off as he put you in the middle of the bed, turning you on your stomach with your ass in the air. You turn your head back wanting to see what was happening. Baki was taking his black pants staring dead at you turn your head in embarrassment and whimper. Couple seconds later you felt him behind you, dick pressing against your pussy as he grips your hips scooting your closer to him. “Wanna be so fucking impatient and shit, i can teach you to be patient. Your gonna be a good little slut and take this dick, no whining or running. Your gonna take it until a say so.” he orders. “Say yes sir.” you don’t say anything only turning your head to the side staring at the wall.

He pulls your head back causing you to turn your head straight looking at the headboard. “Say yes sir, i’m not gonna say it again.” pulling your hair harder. “F-fuck! Yes sir..” you moan, “So fucking bratty” he lets go of your hair grabbing his shaft and swiping the tip once..then twice against your folds before sliding it into the tight hole. Hissing coming from the both you, “So f-fuckin tight..”. Baki never had a problem of fucking the brat out of you really, you didn’t know he had the balls to do it but here you are. “Mhphm-!…F-fuck!!” wetness and clapping noise echoed in the room.

Slick slick slick!

Mouth wide open with drool spilling out the same mouth that was just talking about. “God damn..” baki mutters, speeding up the pace you knew you weren’t gonna last anytime soon. “I’m cumming!! S-shit shit!!” Pants from left and right coming from the both of you, the two of you were both close. “F-fuck me to-“ before he could finish you were both interrupted by the wave of your climax’s. He slowly thrusts to ride out high as he lets go of your messy hair pulling out. You on the other hand slumped down to the bed with cum oozing out your puffy pussy. “Play with me all you want to, next time I won’t be nicer”

[captain-n-crunchies]

Suki Pookie! 💕

Katsuki Bakugo x Bimbo reader

Katsuki Bakugo... a blond baddie with explosion powers and a itty bitty waist, with an attitude of a firecrack time 10000 nobody in Katsuki life thought he'll EVER find someone to love, to cherish, to care for for years to come... until you y/n!

Fresh from America and glowing brown skin showing off your latest hero designs you became U.A's hero design in training student. Moving from America to Japan wasn't easy with clothes and clothes packed in boxes tou couldn't move a giant leopard print high heel chair into that small ass dorm?? But a very talkie green haired boy, a girl with the face of Kirby with a bob and, a boy who refers to him as class president soon helps you move in and your designer life has been perfect!

// Firstly how did this glamorized girl with such beautiful hair and eyes ever came to romanticized a bad attitude having boy like Katsuki? Well after moving in and getting a internship you had got the first task of your career: Design 3 hero suits and sumbit them to the respective heros. Sounds easy looking at each new fist year you saw your very first guinea pigs; Ida, Monoma, and Bakugo. Ida was perfect after seeing his quick and grabbing some help from the tech teams you made a beautiful looking robot suit perfect for mobility, then Monoma has a copying quirk but has more of a regal asshole type behavior with some time periods research and grabbing his input you created him a very fine suit. Then Bakugo and as you remeber he was an pain in the ass...

FIRSTLY, he already had an design in mind which was terrible, the gauntlets were nice but it didn't have any practicality with how big they were, then the outfit was giving him enough arm area for him to move very restrictive like he wearing velcro, then he had the nerve to add a mask which is never cute on ANYTHING. Telling him his faults was like talking to a argumentative wall he wouldn't just listen but, after three long nights of making specialized gaulets, finding a cloth that would help him produce more sweat, and a mask design you made him hero costume which he didn't say he liked nor disliked. After your first task you fix up any things like Deku bunny ear thing which was totally a werid kink you think he has... and Momo having trouble with zippers, and bakugo came to you alot more when it came to updating his suit with miniscule things like a button.

So, after like literally months of him just coming g to me and making work more than I should we finally exchange numbers and instagrams! He doesn't have many follwers nor does he post but it's ok my page had enough room and after a few videos of us hanging out and posting my followers made us a ship name! It was sooo cute but he just scoff and said it wouldn't happen, such a liar.

Now headcanons!!

☆ So firstly it took months almost your whole first year to even get Suki poo to ever think of you in a non-friendly manner, like Izuku he just saw you as a friend maybe even a best friend until Mina and Kirishima told him every time you and him would talk hell talk more softer with you

" Doesn't mean anything pinky shes a fucking crybaby"

" Duh! You care about her feelings omg! KIRI ITS LIKE A SLOWBURN"

" Yeah bro! Talking to a girl nicely is very manly and- hey! Where he's going!"

☆ After that Suki started to think about his glittery friend a lot more, thinking about how kissing her would feel is your favorite snack place his favorite only because he like you getting those panda chocolate biscuit things? Does he find Choco cat kinda of cute because you said he's smart like him? His mind is always racing and eveytime you own your pretty mouth he just wants to bite your face off! In a cute way

☆ So when you two cuties do start to date its a very thick line of what pda he allow firstly no kissing or making out in public like your almost pro heros your reputation is always valuable, secondly no wrid ass nicknames ( the first time you called him Suki babes was infront of bakusquad and he almost exploded Sero from the face if the earth, he blushs and held your hand while he yelled at them so win-lose) and thrid, NO SAPPY LOVE STORIES TO HIS MOM: it just not cool for his bad boy persona.

☆ But Suki really chill beside a few bumb arguments when you feel like he thinks your stupid you two always make up example:

" You think I'm dumb huh!? I got a A+ in color theory!"

" What does that do in real life baby? Make sure the fashion police doesn't giveme ticket for wearing orange in winter?"

" THAT! AND the fact without color theory you in the summer wouldn't produce enough sweat for your firecrack special thingy!

" And your not bumb because only MY smart baby would know that"

So really he explains himself alot better to you because your very intoned emotionally.

☆ Suki really into petnames despite earlier setting he loves the sappy nicknames like suki babes, pookie, sukiies and anything over the top because it apart of your nature! He loves how you text with various emotions because he texts pretty bland and he loves cuddles alot even when it's hot he likes holding you. It really stems from the fact nobody but his friends couldn't truly give him a hug and his mom and dad the only one who really can get to him so having a partner really pushed his clingy nature up to 100000.9% He likes your American accent on some words in Japanese despite him speaking English clearly in an accent he likes to mock a southern accent if your from the south.

☆ Now onto the kinda of sad part, Suki can't really hear himself loudly because his explosion are pretty loud his hearing declines more and more, and you figured it out when you called for his name loudly from a room away and he never came til you had to closely come up to him so as his personal design you made hearing aids for him and his suit which helped a lot during missions. But once you told him about his hearing he got it check out, he had the hearing of a old man practically and out of that outcme he listens to your voice alot more just incase he won't hear it again

" And I told her I didn't have any diamonds but I had rhinestones and- are you even listening suki?"

"Mhm just like hearing yer voice, so didn't she take the diamonds"

" Oh! Well she didn't and then she asked again two days later! Like girl you know well you can rhinestones insted!"

☆ Anyways back to a little more happiness Suki bookie loves to cook for you since as your beastie he saw you had a terrible sweet tooth and you didn't always eat a healthy plate so every date he makes you a nice and hearty bowl of food and makes you eat it all, from healthy grains to irons and potassium, breakfast and dinner even he ruined your ice cream and made ypugurt bars! Which were good but still where is the artificial flavor On days he does training you like to make him bento box's Sanrio or his favorite TV show themed and he always keeps the little notes you put in his locker in a safe place incase he get a little lonely

☆ Suki when you first started dating was very quite, almost never really talking because he took relationship advice from his friends and he felt like his aggressive behavior would scare you until you sit him down and talk about his distance hell be more inclined to leave you alone making the relationship strain. SPEAKING OF FRIENDS, you are an official member of bakusquad your co-captain, first Lady, even the best member because he just proclaims you as such no matter what your always with bakusquad doing dumb shit (you usually record it) or despite his attitude towars him are with deku and his friends which he doesntlike how close you and shots got over a kid show but hey... ( he watched the show and he got so instred he has a tiny merchant area in his dorm)

☆ Katsuki parents are fashion designers so he knows a little bit about fashion wven though his first hero design wasn't great ge had a solid frame so any fashion dilemma you have is solved with him, he does not sugarcoat though if that shit is ulgy he says it with he FULL chest

" Ok! So what about denim skirt, green top and purple hate with a scarf-"

" Okay Demi Lovato "

..." ..Hoe don't play with me"

Like he doesn't even play with your hair either he's the only one who can look like a bum but you? HIS beautiful golden curly/loc baddie girlfriend in sweats when its a cute halter top you can wear? Even on days where you want to be a bump he makes you atleast accessorize a bit.

☆ lastly Suki is just your pintrest boyfriend, as I mentioned he doesn't really post only pics of you and repost of him and you and from your page to his people thought he was a stan page but no no that's is Katsuki Bakugo supporting HIS girl. Did I mention he's so possive whe he got kidnapped he was scared it would happen to you, he always his an eye on you and since you like to wander off hes always close behind to point he's your shadow and you couldn't want anything more; somebody flirts with you? BOOM 💣 He already scared them off and now your getting a pretzel, somebody dms you? BOOM 🔥 He got that blocked and reported and foe some reason banned from any shopping mall.

Overall suki pookie bear Bakugo is perfect and even though I personally didn't like him at one point I would date him simply for the hell of it!

[weministertomonsters]

Incubus

"Please? Please, please! I'm fucking starving," your incubus whines.

"Crybaby. I told you this was going to be a problem," you sigh, gripping the steering wheel of your rented car.

You had stopped at a gas station ten minutes ago and gotten yourself some food. With your belly full, you're prepared for the next three hours of your roadtrip. Not your incubus though, he's acting like he hasn't had anything in days.

Which might be true. It's been a confusing couple of weeks.

"What was I supposed to do? This is a six-hour road trip," he sighs. "And you said you'd let me."

"Dude, I was drunk and horny," you laugh sheepishly.

He petulantly jams his foot against the glove compartment and tugs his shoe off. The unnatural purple veins in his skin are starting to make an appearance as his glamour wavers.

"Ah, get your demon foot down! What if someone sees it?"

"When was the last time we passed another car on this god-forsaken road?" He pouts. "Besides, my glamour is slipping. I don't have enough energy to keep it up."

"Why don't you sleep the rest of the way? We'll be there soon enough," you reason.

"Fine," he grumbles, tipping his seat back so he can recline comfortably.

Despite all his huffing and whining, he ends up falling asleep. He has one hand draped over his face, sheilding his eyes from the sun. His glamour is in the halfway stage, revealing pointed ears and a body that's now a little too large for the car seat. He twitches in his sleep and moans.

"God no," you mumble in mock horror and stifle a giggle.

The sounds he makes in his sleep are worthy of a porn audio and you feel like you shouldn't be listening. Still, that kind of thing doesn't bother you as much as it did weeks go. You've come a long way. The ride is manageable for a while, until his wings suddenly unfurl like a rebellious umbrella and thwack you in the face. You're forced to pull over.

"Wake up, idiot. You almost made me crash the car." You grab his shoulder and jangle it.

He wakes up with an inhuman growl and grabs you. There isn't much space for either of you to move, so all he ends up doing is pulling you into his lap. Tears spring into your eyes when you hit your elbow on the car door.

"You did that on purpose!" You moan, rubbing the tender spot.

"You can't just touch me when I'm sleeping," he says in exasperation, peering at you with blackened eyes.

He's right. This isn't the first time you've tried to wake him up and he ended up freaking out. It's obvious something happened to him in the past to make him act that way, but he wouldn't let you pry.

"Sorry, I forgot," you admit. "You were moaning in your sleep."

"Was I?" His eyes twinkle. "Look at you, getting all flustered. Hey, don't look away."

To change the subject you say,

"Your glamour is gone."

"It appears so." He flares his wings out as wide as he can, wincing. "I miss flying."

"Soon you'll be able to fly again," you promise, your heart going out to him.

Even though summoning him was an accident, you could have done so much more to make the experience a little less weird for him. You treated him like a literal demon thanks to your religious upbringing. Only when you realized that holy water and crosses and exorcisms were no good did you start to treat him with a modicum of respect. And he endured all of it for you. You've gotten better with your hellish companion since then.

Someone takes the initiative to kiss, but you're not sure whether it was him or you. All you know is that the wall you've built has come crashing down, and all the secret desires you hid away come clamoring forward, demanding attention.

You can't get out of your clothes fast enough, growling in annoyance when you hit your elbow again. You should have rented a bigger car.

"Hold on," he says, ripping his face away.

His lips are swollen and bruised from the heavy makeout session and his pupils are ridiculously dilated, but he still looks aware and a little worried.

"An hour ago you were denying me. Why now..."

"Don't ruin the mood," you tell him, wiggling into the backseat. "I just realized all my little rules are pretty stupid, that's all."

He twists around to look at you in the back.

"You won't regret it later?"

"I will if you made me take all my clothes off only to say you don't want to do it anymore," you say, leaning back and opening your legs. "Come here."

His eyes light up. If he had a tail, it would be wagging. The last of his glamour sheds, and you stare at his ebony-colored horns in admiration. Just a few weeks ago the mere sight of them had you stammering the Lord's Prayer and dousing him with anointing oil in an effort to make him go away. Now you grab one of his horns and drag him closer. The small car means you are both in pretty uncomfortable positions, but you'll complain about your back later.

His licks a blazing trail down your stomach, the purr in his voice muffled as he presses his lips to your body, tracing the red lines where your too-tight jeans aggravated your skin.

"I love this."

"My muffin top?" You snicker.

"All of it. All of you. Goddess," he says reverently before he dips between your legs.

His long, slippery tongue is talented. As he stokes your pleasure higher and hotter, he drinks from the blaze of it. Once he has enough energy to use his glamour again, he glamours his claws away and slides two fingers into you, looking up at you with gleaming, burning eyes.

The way his wings arch makes you think of an eagle protecting its dinner. You dare to touch them, stroking the struts of bone and the delicate membrane stretched between them.

"You're so beautiful," you admit. "And I'm not just saying that because you're so good at this."

He looks amused with the compliment. Maybe he's remembering the time you called him a "vulgar hellion of hell" in a fit of religious indignation.

You jump at the sudden zing of pleasure when he nips your inner thigh.

"Focus on me," he demands. "Let your mind go blank for just a little while."

You nod frantically, clutching the sturdy leather of the car seat. Your hips follow the thrusting motion of his fingers, desperate for more. He gives you what you want. You come when he adds a third finger, the stretch, and the pleasure and the stimulation of your clit throwing you recklessly off a cliff. It feels like he takes some of your energy, crafts it into a gem of pure gold, and passes it back to you in a hard kiss. It's like you've died and gone to heaven.

It's only when he taps your stomach that you remember you have to breathe. You suck in great gasps of air, squinting at him. He wears your cum on his face, his lips glistening as they part into a pretty smile.

"What was that?" You finally ask.

"The best orgasm of your life," he grins. "Please tell me I've ruined you for other people."

"Don't get ahead of yourself," you scoff playfully as you tug your clothes back on.

You think he has though.

[imagineredwood]

Summoned

Summary: The guys all share you, their perfect girl, but when Bishop requests you first thing in the morning and finds out that someone has already gotten to you early, he's not exactly thrilled.

Pairing: Bishop Losa x female reader

Warnings: Free use implied, oral sex female receiving, overstimulation, quite literally flicking the bean 🫘

Word count: 1K

A/N: ........not requested, I’ve just had this in my brain and drafts for a long time and have been holding off, not sure if this was gonna land well but I finally said fuck it and found the courage to post it and now we’re here. Probably going to turn it into a series like the Crybaby one

The hand on your lower back was warm as it touched you gently. You paused pouring the coffee into the mug and turned, finding EZ standing there with a smile. He leaned down and pressed a kiss to your cheek near your eye, your lashes ticking him as your eye fluttered closed.

"Bish wants to see you."

You nodded, a small bashful smile coming to your lips. EZ used the hand on your back to usher you towards the Templo door and you went, knocking gently even though you were requested.  His voice was muffled when it told you to come in but you still heard it. You slid the door and walked in, Bishop's eyes on you as soon as you appeared. His eyes raked over you.

Taking in the sway of your hips as you walked.

The way your breasts looked so soft in your top, your nipples slightly visible. They weren't hard, but you had long since stopped wearing bras in the clubhouse when it was just the boys and you. He watched your thighs as they led out of your shorts, smooth and begging to be bit. Bishop was gentle with you, mostly. But he could also be harsh sometimes. Deep bites and sharp spanks. Especially when he felt undermined or disregarded.

And this week he had been made to feel both plenty.

You walked all the way up to him, hands folded neatly in front of you as you looked at him, waiting. He simply took a long drag from his cigar, eyes dark and lusting as they stared up at you.

"Shorts off. Sit in front of me."

His other hand tapped the table right in front of him and you nodded, shimmying out of your shorts and hopping up onto the table. You sat there still, legs slightly spread, hands resting on the table on either side of your knees. Bishop continued to smoke, eyes on you.

"Lean back a little."

You listened and moved your hands behind you, propping yourself up a bit as you leaned back.

"Good girl. You always do what you're told."

You smiled softly, the tiny breath you let out at the praise running straight to the President's cock.

"Because that's what you are. Right? You're a good girl for us? You take whatever we give you with a smile?"

You nodded again, your eyes bright and Bishop could tell all your thoughts were melting away.

"I can't hear you."

"Yes, Bishop."

He took a deep drag again before putting the cigar down to rest on the ashtray, leaning forward. His fingers were warm as they trailed over the front of your panties, running up and down along your slit. He watched your breathing quicken but he kept up with his teasing for a handful of minutes before he finally hooked his index finger in the corner of the fabric, pulling it to the side and exposing your pussy to him. It was puffy, more so than usual, and he chucked, knowing exactly what had taken place.

"Angel ate you out this morning, didn't he."

You giggled breathlessly and nodded.

"Uh, yeah. He woke me up."

Bishop nodded, knowing exactly how your sensitive skin looked when the bearded man eagerly ravaged you with his mouth. They all did. Angel would pin your hips down with his forearms and you had nowhere to escape from the scratch of the coarse hair nor his unrelenting tongue. Bishop chuckled and tapped his finger against your clit, getting the exact jolt from you that he was expecting.

"Poor little thing. Must be so sensitive."

You nodded and bit your lip as you looked down and watched him. You knew him well enough to know the sympathy was inauthentic. His hand reared back and delivered a slap, your thighs closing slightly of their own volition. It wasn't a hard slap, but the sensitivity heightened the feeling. He did it again, and again, then once more, chucking darkly at your soft whimpers. He cupped you with his hand and then rubbed along you, using the palm of his hand to dig into your lips and clit each time his hand reached your mound. He removed his hand then and you sighed, thinking that maybe he was done with the torture. Instead, he used his fingers to spread you open, your clit bare and fully exposed. You swallowed, eyes trained on him, wondering what he was going to do next. You expected maybe another slap. Perhaps a kiss if he was feeling generous.

You weren't expecting the sharp direct flick that had you squealing. Your thighs instinctively tried to close but Bishop wedged his shoulders forward, forcing them open.

"If I didn't know any better, I would think you were playing favorites."

You shook your head feverishly, eyes trained on him.

"No, no. Of course not."

The President stared at you for a handful of seconds more, your eyes pleading. For what exactly, you weren't sure, but he nodded once and then placed his hands on your hips, dragging you closer to his mouth. He didn't say anything else after that, simply burying his face into you. He attacked your clit on purpose, knowing Angel had likely not taken it easy on you.

Neither would he.

He kissed and sucked and moaned and growled and laved his tongue against you, hands preventing you from getting away as your hips bucked and writhed. It didn't take long for you to reach the edge, hands gripping his forearms, your nails biting into his skin as you came. By the time your vision had returned, he was sitting back in his chair again, cigar between his lips once again. You sat back upright and he chuckled at the state of you.

Eyes glazed over. Mouth hung open ever so slightly. Cheeks warm. Chest heaving. He admired you, drinking in your beauty as you sat before him trying to gather yourself. You were wrecked and he hadn't even taken his cock out yet. 

Yet.

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[hyukakisses]

hey darlinnn i want to make a request 🥹 take your time and if this doesn't inspire you to write don't stress it, ok? <3 but... hear me out... emo hyuka protecting sweet shy crybaby ( but mega loser!!!! ) reader from jerk bullies. him being super mean and scary to them and then being so soft and sweeeet to the reader after. love you <3 - 🪽

(awww omg i love you too thank you :3)

-emo huening kai and his soft spot for you!

pairings: emo hyuka x fem reader

plot: random huening kai having a soft spot for reader headcanons

warnings: cursing, fluff, use of pet names, mean (scary) hyuka, sweet (loser) reader who’s also a crybaby

-you never really spoke on campus unless it was necessary or to your boyfriend, this action causing classmates to pick on you more than the average person.

-you tried not to let insults get the best of you but it was kinda hard when you were crying about something all the time

-hyuka quickly caught on that something was bothering you, demanding you to tell him what was wrong because he hated seeing so upset :(

-immediately after you explained on how you were picked on, huening kai took that matter onto his hands he wasn’t a firm believer of ‘talking things out’ he felt like violence was always the answer

-when you finally got left alone by the said people that were harassing you, you asked huening kai what did he do out of curiosity.

-your boyfriend would lie to you, not really wanting you to know about how he dealt with that situation with violence seeing how again you were a crybaby and something as little as seeing a stray cat on the streets could ruin your whole day

-when huening kai told you that he just simply talked it out you sighed in relief. you didn’t know your boyfriend was a big scary person. to you huening kai was your own personal plushie. the way he spoke to you as if you were a puppy, the way he would always come up with quick solutions to your problems and comfort you whenever you were crying which was often.. the idea of hyuka being scary just seemed so unrealistic

-huening kai also was the lead guitarist in his band, and even though you thought his little college band was silly you always showed your support

-you definitely weren’t the working out type, you spent most of your time sitting at home face in a big of chips mindlessly scrolling through tiktok reels while huening kai was often at the gym working on a set

-you later found out the same people picking on you were hospitalized. this scared you a bit because what happened? you weren’t heartless so you showed some type of compassion

-of course when you told hyuka about it he just brushed it off kissing you to get you to shut up about the whole situation

-huening kai is definitely the time to make you boo baskets with falling being in the air, buying you the cutest halloween plushies literally doing anything to help you get your mind off of the most recent events in your life :(

-sure hyuka would lie to you about what really happened to your bullies but who cares? at least he was protecting you >3<

[sunny-ssunset]

Love LOVED your honest dating and the smoking hc, would you be comfortable doing one of those for Craig's gang??

Honest dating headcanons 💯 🔥

dividers by pinterest

Craig's gang

Masterlist!

♡Course i can lmao I was thinking about doing one with craigs gang lol (GENDER NEUTRAL AGED UP)

♡Idk why but the jimmy one is really sad lmao

Craig

•Bro could not care less about you

•He wont care if you break up

•He wont treat you any differently in or after the relationship

•He'd hang out with you once and then you'd start dating with out you knowing

•It just happens one day lmao

•He just tells everyone your together

•He wont do any sort of physical affection

•He might buy you a gift on your birthday

•Tbh i dont picture him being an overly horrible person i just think he is boring as fuck

•Literally doesnt kiss you or hold your hand

•its just being w friends with more labels

Tweak

•Gets a nosebleed whenever you make eye contact

•SUPER nervous around you

•He cannot even comprehend you liking him let alone being in a relationship with him

•Dating freaks him the fuck out

•After you ask him out (sorry but there is no chance of him doing that)

•And even then theres only a 50 percent chance of him saying yes. Even though he likes you

•Overthinks all the time

•If you leave him on delivered for one second he'll freak out

•He is very anxious with you

•Needs constant reassurance you like him

•He is a bit of a pick me, he sends this emoji 🥺

•He is so clingy

•He'll cry if he sees you talking to anyone but him

•If you ever broke up he would never be able to talk or look at you again

Jimmy

•He asked you out as a dare thinking you would say no and you said yes

•Felt too bad to break up with you

•Has been convincing himself to love you ever since

•He'll try give you the ick or being mean to you to get you to break up with him

•You actually fall more in love with him

•He'll start to fall for you too

•If you laugh at his jokes

•Or make an effort to make him laugh

•But then his dreams get crushed

•Someone told you that he asked you out as a joke

•You genuinely get upset and break up with him

•Leaving him heart broken

•He brings you gifts and he looks at you whenever he makes jokes to see if you laugh

•He hates himself for what he did :(

Tolkien

•Probably the most sane relationship you will have

•He wont admit it

•But he is very very stuck up

•He has a very particular taste, like kyle

•However unlike kyle he is a pretty rizzy rizzler

•He'll take you out on nice dates

•He gets bored pretty easily though

•He'll break up with you in a nice way though

•He'll drop a bunch of flowers or chocolates at your door or locker and write you a note

•Too stuck up to do it in person

•He'll treat you like the relationship never happened when you break up though

•Like everything goes back to normal

Clyde

•He is a pretty well wanted guy in south park high

•He gets a lot of bitches which is very odd because he is one of those guys that really arent anything special but they pull so much

•These people have fueled his ego so much, he thinks he is Ryan gosling

•He'll come up to you like 'sup then ask you know a date

•You'll start dating

•He can be really sweet but he acts all tough because he is the epitome of toxic masculinity

•He got bullied for being a 'crybaby' so i guess he made himself the opposite to fit in

•He gets pissed off when you say he is being flirty with other people

•He cheats on you one night when he is drunk (suprise suprise)

•He cries telling you it was a mistake

•And you dump him in front of everyone

•And he makes you out to be the problem

•Then the whole school hates you

dividers by @k1ssyoursister

[ms-cartoon]

Now see? What I tell ya? What. Did. I. Tell. Y'all!

I knew they we're gonna do this! What I say, "instead of Stolas being in the wrong for how he treats Blitzo, they're gonna make the latter the bad guy for how he "treats" Stolas. Because blah blah blah, Blitzo doesn't love Stolas back, blah blah he's not considerate of Stolas's feelings for him, blah blah he's being mean, blah blah, he needs to give Stolas a chance."

This is what I said on my post about the trailer

There is so much that needs to be said about this episode, for now however, I need to discuss this little conversation turned argument between the fandom's main couple

A little off-topic, but first of all, I really don't like how Blitzo's feelings for Stolas are retconned in between seasons. He went from hating Stolas and dreading a night of sex with him to actually sort of liking him and being so afraid that Stolas might be bored with him that he'll figure out ways to impress him with a bunch of sex toys. Him worrying about how complicated it is with Stolas, being nervous and giddy about how the meeting is gonna turn out? Being excited about having a night of sex with him and thinking dirty thoughts?? I can't tell if it's just Blitzo being perverted and horny or what, but it doesn't feel right. It's like these two switched roles or something.

Cuz where the hell did all this come from???

We don't even get a scene with them after the Ozzie's incident. Blitzo just told Stolas to screw off before driving away that episode, and there was NO conversation about it! It was a whole "Now you see it, now you don't" after 3 episodes with the aftermath being through text instead of in-person.

It made it seem like Blitzo was just DONE with Stolas while reluctantly pursuing the agreement.

Now the show is just in and out with them acting like boyfriends to them feeling awkward and distant. Like Viv, Adam, whoever is in charge of writing these relationships-- pick a lane!!

Anyway, back to the topic

Like everyone has been saying that I 100% agree with, Stolas is just a self-insert of Vivziepop: As soon as Viv is called out by us critiques, she'll throw a fit, cry, and resent us because we don't like her or her show (or we do like the show to some degree, it's just lacking the potential that it needs), and we're saying things about her that she doesn't like (despite them being true), therefore, she won't hold accountability for these things. And this is how Stolas is acting. Blitzo is calling him out, Stolas doesn't like it despite it being true and he turns it around on Blitzo for thinking so negatively of him, and won't admit when he's wrong.

Is Viv doing this on purpose? I'm starting to feel like she knows what she's doing here?

What really grinds my gears is when after Blitzo tells him off, Stolas tears up, being the dramatic pity me crybaby BITCH that he is, and says this--

"I wanted you for so long. The fact that you couldn't believe that I might have these feelings about you, that your first instinct is- that it's always about sex. That's enough to know what this is."

I know he didn't- ARE YOU F**KING KIDDING ME!! That is literally THE MOST hypocritical thing he's ever said since he's existed in this show. I know I shouldn't be shocked at this point, but I am just so APPALLED that I want to laugh (I'm laughing right now). I had to hear that line more than two times to make sure I wasn't deaf when he said that.

So he mentions Blitzo not believing that he might have feelings for him the entire time, almost as if he's shocked by this. "Oh my gosh! I can't believe you don't believe that I'm in love with you!" Have you really given him any reason to believe you might be in love with him, Stolas??? Literally the first thing that came to mind when you two see each other for the first time as adults was, "You came here to ravish me, did you?" You sure as hell weren't loving him then! In what moment have you shown you might be in love him? And I don't want anybody bringing up any kind of excuse from season 2. Season 2 is a whole ass retcon anyway and Stolas's "love" for Blitzo just developed outta nowhere from ep 7 of season 1 to now. So none of it counts.

And then you have THIS part of the line--

"The fact that you think it's always about sex when I'm actually i'm love you."

No you stupid bitch!! That's you!

And then there's this---

"I didn't realize you thought so lowley if me."

Do I even need to explain anything to prove this how false these lines are??? Of course not! Cuz I feel like it should be obvious at this point. So instead, I'll put my "Reasons why I hate Stolas" post.

I swear, it's like the writers suddenly decided they wanna switch roles on these two. Where Stolas feels like Blitzo is messing with his feelings and Blitzo is the horny bastard who doesn't actually care about love when really it's the other way around on both ends. I swear this whole confrontation was thought out so poorly. Viv (or whoever is in charge of writing this EP) clearly doesn't keep track of what goes on in her shows. Or maybe she does, but she just doesn't care, and just changes things so that the story turns out the way she wants it without being logical about it. Stolas saying something like, "Your first instinct is sex." or "How can you not believe I'm not in love with you?" To Blitzo? It makes no sense!! Because sex was always on HIS mind!! HE hasn't shown ANY genuine love that didn't involve sex. So he shouldn't have ANY room to be judging Blitzo. They're whole relationship and the way that it is now; that's all STOLAS'S fault. Sure, Blitzo kind of started it so it's on him too, but Stolas was the one that pursued it despite Blitzo making it very clear he didn't like him. Not to mention he's been manipulative towards him.

I swear, I'm so done with Stolas. He better not pull this shit on his daughter istg. Ur feeling all sad cuz Blitzo doesn't live u back. Cry me a river you poor excuse for a father!

And I can't believe there are some fans out there that are siding with him too. Normally I wouldn't care what fans would think cuz sometimes, there's no changing their mind. But it's like . . . Did we watch the same show??

[spacebaby1]

Coul I kindly request more Ran Haitani x reader?

Like ran and his crybaby girlfriend who gets extremely jealous even if he's just waving at a friend (male or female she's jelly)

🙏🙏🙏🙏🪻hope you have a nice day, remember to drink water! Have some snacks and rest a bit as well✨

I live for this kind of reader (because me myself I'm a jealous crybaby😌🎀ANWAYS!). LET'S GET INTO THIS! You're so sweet BTW!

Ran Haitani lives for his girls attention.

only recently you both had started dating after Rindou introduced you to his brother; Ran and immediately you feel for him (even though Rindou was against it at start because you were his friend but he accepted it eventually). Dating Ran is the ultimate fun you didn't know you'll sign up for. He is a total gentleman to you. He's always there when you need him, even if it's the middle of the night; he will wake up from his beloved nap just to answer your calls.

Being a jealous girlfriend was never on your mind. You didn't even believe that you'd be the type of girlfriend that easily gets jealous until you experienced how people around Ran are. The love he puts in your life made you greedy for him and yarning him only for yourself, you'd groan annoyingly when he'll tell you that he has some sort of important work to finish; you would literally trap him in a hug so he can't leave and he will simply laugh and promise to come by the minute he's done which he does.

At first you just brushed your jealous behavior as a one time thing until the day Ran had told you that his friends are throwing a house warming party and he asked you to join him to which you happily agreed. The day of the party started great, you changed unto your beautiful dress, did your make up, and Ran was there in your room laying on the bed watching you do your thing and get ready with a soft smile on his face admiring his beautiful baby. He loves seeing you all happy and cheerful around him and how in love you were with him, "you look absolutely stunning, my angel." He kissed the crown of your head when he walked towards you and hugged you closer with a sigh, "you feel so soft in my arms." You blushed at his sweet words; he's always saying the most sweet things to you and holding you close which you knew was because of how much he loved you but if you ever saw him hugging anyone the way he hugs you, you might lose your mind.

Holding Hands with Ran as you both entered his friends house, immediately you felt uncomfortable from the number of people there, and Ran noticed you moving closer to him, "Hey, it's okay, baby." He chuckled, throwing his arm around your shoulder, which made you a bit calmer.

One of his friends came rushing in for a hug and pulled Ran away, making your both hands slip for a minute, "You made it, bro! Oh, hi, welcome." His friend smiled at you, and you forced a smile as that friend of Ran hugged your boyfriend again before tapping on Ran's shoulder and walking away. Immediately, you interlocked your hand together again with a pout looking at Ran, "he's overly touchy." Ran just laughed before walking further into the house.

People kept coming and before you know it the house was so crowded that you lost Ran in between his friends. You walked around trying to find Ran and when you did the smile that you had on your face dropped as one of the girls that was standing with another friend of Ran placed her hand on Ran's shoulder as she laughed and had her hands in Ran's long hair end for a second before he pushed his hair away making her move her hand. You felt the blood in your body boil but you also felt like you were about to burst into tears.

With glass eyes; trying hard to not cry you took a deep breath before walking towards Ran and grabbing his arm, almost pulling him in your side which caught him by surprise but his smile widened when he realised it's you, "Oh, everyone this is-"

"Can we go! Now!" You said before he could finish his sentence and introduce you to his friends, "Ran?" He smiled at you. "Sure, princess." You were holding on his arm so hard that you almost dug your nails in his skin, but it was either that or you bursting into tears then there.

The moment you both were walking down the street away from the house, you sniffed still with an angry look on your face. Ran immediately stopped when he heard your sniffling, "Hey, Princess? What's wrong?" His boyfriend senses were beeping hard as he turned you to look at him and saw your eyes fighting to not cry, "What happened? Did someone say something, sweetie?" He cupped your face in his hands, and you burst into painful cries, making him tens and pulling you in his arms as he caressed your hair, "Why are you crying, my angel. Tell me, what's got you all upset?"

You shook your head, and he carefully pulled away to look at you. "That girl touched your hair." He blinked a few times and tilted his head to side."What are you say-ohh," he smirked, "Are you crying because you got a bit jealous?" How could he forget that his sweet girl gets jealous easily. You slapped his chest repeatedly, making him laugh, "SHE H-HAD HER HAND IN Y-YOUR HAIR!" You cried rubbing your eyes, and he pouted, "Hey, shhh, I'm sorry, come here. Now, now, don't rub your eyes with your hands. You'll irritate them, my princess." He removed your hands off of your eyes and looked at you with a sweet smile, “Hey, look at me. I’m yours, and no one can change that humm. Besides, how could I even care about other girls when my sweet, adorable princess looks so cute when she's angry at me." You chuckled and still hit his hand playfully, making him chuckle. "Come here," he pulled you in the longest hug placing his head on top of yours, "you're my one and only and I never wanna see tears in your eyes even if I enjoy you getting jealous over me." He rubbed your arms comforting you, "my beautiful princess, forever mine and I'll be yours forever. I love you. Come on, let's go home and I'll give you lots of lots of cuddles."

[angel-kyo]

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Warnings: This started as something sweet, but turned into pain at the end. No proof-reading.

Also, in my mind, Shibuya and such? Did not happen.

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Twelve...

Meeting you hurt him, quite literally. You were running at full speed, probably with no destination in mind and pushed him with enough strength to make you both end up on the ground. Your mother apologized profusely to his caretaker. Both of you were only five.

And you decided to befriend him. That must have been the beginning of it.

Eleven...

"I don't want to be your friend anymore!", you were running away again because he had spilled orange juice over your new dress, the one you father had brought from abroad for your seventh birthday. "Apologize!", you cried.

"You're a crybaby, [name]."

Unlike other afternoons, you left his home early that day. He never told you, but he cried after you left.

He apologized the next day.

Ten...

You were moving to the other side of the country and he was going to turn ten years old in a couple days, so you gave him a ring, both as a birthday and a goodbye gift.

"Don't lose it, okay?"

It was too big for any of his fingers, so he enclosed it in his hand and saw you get in the car.

Nine...

His letters had made you think he hadn't changed much, but his voiced sounded a bit different now and you wondered if it was just because some people sounded different on the phone.

"Satoru, you should come for Christmas. It will be fun. My aunt is okay with it too."

You had invited him every year since you had left, three in a row now, but he had never been able to go, not even once.

"Next year, I promise."

Eight...

"[Name]?"

He splashed water on your face when you turned to him and you pushed him away.

"You are the worst. It's cold!"

It was New Year's Eve and he had fulfilled his promise. You had gone to the shore with your new friends and him, who had come all the way from Tokyo to visit for the holidays.

The sun was setting down when you suddenly spoke. "Satoru?"

"What?"

"I will go back to Tokyo next year. I... I want to go to Jujutsu Tech."

He did not say anything. Maybe he had assumed you would prefer living a normal life. It looked like he was wrong.

"Then we will go together", he smiled widely and you returned his smile. That settled it.

Seven...

"You were my friend first, you should agree with me!", he was almost pouting.

"I just think Geto is right. What is the point of being strong if you cannot protect the weak?", you looked at him and added smirking , "Stop pouting. You are a crybaby, Satoru."

He rolled his eyes. His friends were too righteous.

Six...

He heard your steps but could not bring himself to lift his head and just said "Please don't ask me why too."

"I was not going to", You sat next to him. "I know why", you placed a hand on his shoulder, "and I would have let him go too."

Satoru's eyes were closed. If he had opened them, maybe you would have seen they were full of tears.

Five...

You sat down in front of him and sighed. "He's finally asleep."

He looked at you. "How did you do it?"

"It was just a stomachache. He should be fine after taking some medicine."

It was his turn to sigh this time. "Thanks for coming over. When Tsumiki called, I didn't know what to do..."

"I checked the fridge and there wasn't much in there anyway. If you are going to take care of them, you should make sure they have some actual food around."

"Let's go grocery shopping tomorrow, hm?" He smiled.

You were not twenty yet and knew very little about kids, but still you returned his smile and agreed.

"I knew you would find a way to drag me into this."

Four...

"Here you are", Satoru looked down at where you were siting. You were cross legged, resting your back against a tree.

"He liked this cherry tree, it made him hopeful," you said, "'When the seasons change and all is nice to have something that stays', that's what he said."

"Do you want some company?"

You gave him an almost invisible nod and he sat down.

"Do you think Nanami is thinking of him too?"

Truth was he had not heard of Nanami in a while, but he nodded. It was impossible he wasn't thinking of him on the anniversary of his friend's death.

Three...

"[Name], I...", he was at a loss for words, but his expression must have told you something else.

You shook your head. "Don't. Just forget it, okay? I don't know why I said that. I don't expect you to feel the same," you forced a laugh and turned around, "I'm sorry..."

He suddenly felt too conscious of the ring on his pinky finger, the same you had given him for his tenth birthday.

He should have said something.

Two...

You rushed to him as soon as the news reached you. He was leaning against the wall right outside of the infirmary.

"Satoru...", you were panting. He knew you had run there.

His eyes were the saddest you had seen them.

When he told you he did not want to dispose of the body of his best friend, you only embraced him.

One...

It was Shoko the one who called him.

"Her wounds... I can't do more for her, Gojo. I thought you would want to see her in case she..."

He did not let her finish that sentence. "I'll be right there."

He made it just on time. Just on time to take it all back, to tell you he felt the same way, that he had not said anything because he needed you to wait for him to reset the world, but there was no point in waiting anymore, and if you wanted to curse him with love, he would be happy to let you do so.

Happy new year!

He was back on the shore where you had spent the New Year over a decade ago.

He had slipped his ring on your finger before you whispered your last words and he accepted them as a vow, but Shoko had returned it to him, and he now carried it around his neck.

Loving you had hurt him, but he would accept the end of it.

"We will meet in the new world."

[five0twooleanders]

I think that the whole “Anti Lando”, “Anti Oscar” situation is getting really out of hand.

Some “fans” (Can they really be called fans of Formula 1 when they are ready to jump at another driver’s throat as soon as he crosses their favourite?) are getting way too comfortable with blowing things out of proportion and spreading hate online to drivers who are quite literally just doing their job, and this can go from calling Lando an arrogant crybaby and Oscar an asshole to the shitload of hate that the McLaren strategists and Zak Brown are receiving for the way they are handling their drivers; let me be clear, I am all for critiquing a driver’s character or a team’s strategy while maintaining civil tones, for example I am the first who disagrees with Max’s tendency to blow his top off like he did in Hungary, and I also somewhat agree with what Nico Rosberg said about the McLaren drivers situation, but the key here is in the ‘maintaining civil tones’ part.

Is Lando just now fighting for wins after many years spent in the midfield? Yes. Is it thanks to the rocket ship of a car that McLaren built this year? Also yes, there is no denying it. Does this mean that he is less deserving of a championship than drivers like Charles, who have instead been consistently at the front of the grid for the past years? Maybe, (that could be my inner Tifoso talking) but what is he supposed to do? Just throw away wins and podiums because he supposedly doesn’t deserve them?

This is all part of the sport. Formula 1 is born from the simbiosis of the driver and the car, it has always been like this, that is what makes it different from mono-brand series and it’s the fine engineering that is needed to build those cars that adds yet another layer of beauty to F1.

And people are really getting mad at Oscar for overtaking someone and scoring more points, the thing that they are literally paying him for? He said explicitly that if the team had told him not to fight with Lando and instead defend him from Charles he would’ve done so, but they were free to race, so he raced.

Friendly reminder that those are my opinions, but I tried to be as neutral as possible. Also, please don’t come at me with the “You’re a Ferrari fan, you benefited from the fight in Monza, that’s why you say this” because before being a Tifoso I am a fan of whoever makes the Grand Prix interesting.

[tae-rambles]

Apologies if this was answered, but what are your thoughts/analysis about the natural way Oda portrays characters internalizing/repeating beliefs from others? Such as when Law word for word told Tashigi what Doflamingo had told him regarding "the weak not choosing how they die". It was rather baffling, because though Law and Doflamingo may share the "same eyes", to reiterate anything, even if true/you agree with, that someone you truly hate had said feels foreign to me (particularly because it doesn't necessarily feel like a scene where a victim hurts others the same way they were hurt?). Secondly, the amount of scenes Luffy has talking about his dislike for "weak people" or "crying" (Shirahoshi). I know Luffy had similar sentiments when meeting Shanks but to me, everytime he repeats it, I just see Ace talking. It almost feels like a subconscious way of holding onto a part of Ace. Interested to know any other instances you noticed!

Heyo, thank you for the ask and sorry for the very late reply. I was busy and then just kept getting distracted.

To talk about the scene with Law and Tashigi we first need to keep in mind that at that point, Doflamingo was basically living rent free in Law's head as he was so focused on taking revenge on him which must have triggerd a barrage of intense emotion of hatred, pain and fear on his psyche making him slip back into his sadistic habits that he gained after the Flevance genocide. So it isn't so far fetched that he subconsciously quoted the man he saw as an inspiration for three years when his mind was most vulnerable for manipulation. However, Law puts his own twist to the meaning of this quote. when Doflamingo says "the weak do not have the right to choose how they die", he uses it to justify murder. But when Law says it, he uses it to refuse Tashigi's request to kill her. "Murder isn't my style. I'm a doctor" (- Law in ch 918) - a principle he inherited from his parents and regained after Rosinante saved him and both his literal and metaphorical heart. In conclusion, Law saying that to Tashigi was a reflection of both the people who had the most influence on his minds and actions during the whole Dressrosa saga. The words may be the same as Doflamingo's but the heart of the message carry Rosinante's love - just like Law who acts aloof and grumpy on the outside but actually has a soft heart.

When it comes to Luffy hating "crybabies", i do believe he got those words to express his feelings from Ace. I'd also like to point out that all the characters Luffy told that too were younger than him (Koby, Shirahoshi, Momonosuke) so you could say he channeled Ace's big brother energy in those instances. But it is also important to point out that unlike Ace, who would scowl at Luffy when reprimanding him for being a "crybaby" or a "weakling" (note: this is not a dis on Ace, he was going through a lot and his bad attitude is understandable), Luffy has a big grin on his face (with Koby and Shirahoshi at least, i don't remember how exactly he was with Momo, i'd have to re-read, sorry) which indicates there's no real heat behind his words since we also know what it looks like when he actually hates someone (Luffy's expressions can be scary sometimes but it's also often times very deserved reaction).

There are plenty more instances of characters internalizing and repeating beliefs of others since inherited will is one of One Piece's main themes. Some examples off the top of my head:

Luffy's idea of what a pirate is came from Shanks

Nami's soft spot for children and love of tangerines inherited from Bell-Mère

Franky's "existence is not a crime" from Tom's speech about building ships/weapons

Iceburg revitalizing Water 7's economy by founding Galley-La like Tom did by building the sea train

Robin's love of history and her determination to preserve it from the scholars of Ohara

Shirahoshi refusing to hate humans to preserve Otohime's wish for the future

Chopper wanting to become the greatest doctor inspired by Hiriluk

Sanji refusing to kick women and fight with his hands to honor Zeff

Bonney believing in Nika like Kuma

Rebecca refusing to fight offensively to fulfill Scarlett's wishes of not staining her hands with blood

Yamato being inspired by Oden to seek his own freedom

Roger inspiring many to strive to become the Pirate King

and many more... i'd be here forever if i were to name all of them

Hope that satisfies your question and i'm again really sorry it took so long for me to answer

[2012wannabe]

no but hear me out,,, abby having dacryphilia🫢🫢

nonnie ily bc I literally had this on my idea list!!! goddd need to be her little crybaby

I hope you like it!! I got a lil crazy tehe

wc: 2,278

cw/tw: abby x f! Reader, basically pwp, dom/sub dynamics, reader wears lingerie, slight degradation, punishment, spanking, edging, orgasm denial, mommy abby, dacryphilia, mention of being owned by abby, strap on, consent checks(traffic light system), pussy eating(r! Receiving), Abby has a collection of d*ldos we’re not going to think about where she got them from, Abby calls her strap her cock, choking and aftercare

use of good girl, baby, sweetheart, princess, bunny, slut

Notes for my fanfiction

You sat on the couch nervously. You knew what you were doing when you disobeyed Abby but now that the punishment was actually coming all your confidence was lost. She seemed to be acting normal which meant that you really didn’t know what was coming.

“What if I told you that I have something for you?” Abby asked way too innocently. You giggled,

“What do you have?”

“Just think about it. A present from your favorite girl. What would you like?”

“I’ll be happy with anything you know that,” Abby smirked and silently handed you a black box. Opening it slowly, you anticipated it being some sex toy that was going to be used as your punishment but instead, it was the most gorgeous set of purple lingerie you had ever seen. You loved lingerie, dressing up for Abby, and just making yourself feel pretty. Purple was your favorite color too, such a gift took your breath away.

“Oh my god abs! You didn’t have to! Oh, it’s just so beautiful.” You exclaimed and reached out to give her a big hug.

“You’re such a sweetheart. It was nothing bunny. Want to put it on for me?”

“Of course!” You said dashing off to the bathroom. You put the set on carefully, taking in the soft fabric on your skin, the lace, and the straps accentuating your features. You smiled contently in the mirror and walked out to see Abby, momentarily forgetting all about what was to come. You could have sworn that from the look on her face alone, her thoughts stopped when she saw you.

“You look so beautiful, baby. Come over here.” She said opening her arms to you. You practically jumped in her arms and snuggled into her.

“Look how pretty the bra is.” You said raising your chest to her eye line showing off just how soft and pretty your boobs looked.

“It is so pretty, isn’t it? The panties too.” She said with a grin.

“You’re so sweet to me Mommy.”

“Anything for you baby,” Abby said bringing your body closer to hers. Trailing her big hands around your waist and your legs, you tried to prompt her to start giving you more. Squeezing your arms together to show off your chest and sticking your ass out a bit to discreetly press it against her crotch. She wasn’t having it though, having moved to stroking your hair. While you could have stayed like that forever, you were needy and wanted more. Wanted her hands on your tits, squeezing your ass, on your clit.

“You’re so cute,” Abby teased lightly.

“Thanks, Mommy.” You said, moving her hands to start touching you. Much to your dismay, she kept letting go.

“I’m not touching you, princess.”

“You can touch me, I promise.”

“No baby, I can’t touch you like that.”

“Why?”

“Well it wouldn’t be a punishment if I did that, would it?” Oh. That makes sense now. Of course, Abby would get you all dolled up and begging to be touched just to punish you. You grasped at straws trying to think of how you could get out of it.

“I’m sorry Mommy, I just wanted to spend time with you.”

“You interrupted me while I was working. I want to spend time with you too, but you need to remember how to calm your slut brain and wait for Mommy. And then you started touching yourself without me. It’s like you forgot who owns you.”

“You do mommy, I’m sorry.” You whimpered.

“Do you promise to listen to Mommy when she tells you to stop touching yourself?”

“I do Mommy,”

“Good girl. Now go lay down until I tell you otherwise.” Abby started to get up leaving on the couch frantically looking around.

“Where are you going, mommy?”

“Just lay down. Actually, you know what, go lay down on the bed ass up.” You shuffled to the bedroom and waited for Abby. Usually, when she told you to lay down ass up it meant you were getting a spanking, or worse she’d rob you of the intimacy you loved by fucking you in doggy and not letting you look at her. You hoped it wasn’t the latter albeit a cruel punishment you deserved for going against her wishes purposely. Being all dressed up would make it worse as you wouldn’t be able to see how hungry she was for you, how she just couldn’t get enough of you and your body. Ass up, you felt anticipation grow in your stomach and the cool air from the ac hit you with little protection from the tiny thong.

Hearing Abby’s footsteps enter the room, you had to stop yourself from turning to look at her. She approached the bed and placed her cock at your pussy. Not putting it in, but tapping it so that you knew it was there. You shivered and she smirked.

“What got nothing to say now?” She said teasingly. You pushed your face into the bed to hide the blush that was forming on your cheeks.

“We’re going to start with a spanking, okay?” She asked waiting for your affirmation and you muttered a yes.

“I need words, baby. Loud and clear.”

“Yes, mommy.”

“Great. You’re going to get 20 and like always you need to count them.” She gave the first hit you bit your lip muffling a tiny moan. Twenty? You thought. That was double the last time!

“One.” Another hit.

“Two.” Abby continued, her spanks getting harder and harder as she went on and by the time she got to ten you were a whimpering mess. She was strong and her hits hurt in the most delicious way possible. You felt tears start to fall down your cheeks and when it came to nineteen your voice was wobbly and teary.

“Oh, baby are you crying?” Abby teased incredulously. She gave another hit and you let out a sob.

“Twenty!” You cried. Your tears went straight to her cunt and Abby swore she could cum on the spot.

“Good girl!” She cooed as she climbed on the bed sitting on your legs. She hooked her arm around your neck and roughly grabbed your face, physically pulling you up to where you were on your knees and she could turn your head around to watch your tears fall. Contrasting the roughness of the spanking she lightly kissed your cheeks, tasting your tears.

“I almost want to tell you to turn over so I can see you cry. But we can’t have you getting off with such a light punishment, can we? That was the second time you touched yourself without my permission. One would think you don’t respect your mommy at all.”

“No Mommy that’s not it all!” You cried.

“I’ll never do it again, I swear!”

“I gave you the chance to prove it to me and you didn’t,” Abby said disappointingly.

“Please Mommy, just need one more chance!” You begged.

“Hmm. I was just going to fuck you face down but I think you can make it up by having me edge you. How’s that sweetheart?”

“Yes, mommy.” You cried again. Your tears fell again, wetting her hand. She grinned, suddenly letting you go and watching you crumple on the bed. Turning you over she took in your form, red eyes, and red cheeks. She cooed at you again and you gave a smile.

“Color?”

“Green Mommy,” Abby smirked,

“Now be a good girl, such a needy little thing.” Her words practically made you dizzy and you were going deeper and deeper into sub-space. She kissed you like her life depended on it and shamelessly grabbed your ass, pulling you closer.

“Want you so bad abs.” You breathed. She kissed downwards, leaving a trail of kisses down to the fabric of the thong. Pulling it off, she forcefully separated your legs and kissed your slit. Hearing you yelp she kept going.

“Oh my god,” you moaned. She gave a soft blow of air on your clit and then kissed it before licking up from your hole. She continued to eat you out, your hands grabbing her head and tugging on her long braid. You were in bliss, not caring how your moans were getting louder. She slipped a finger in your pussy, not waiting long before adding in a second.

“Mmm, mommy. Mommy please!” Abby picked up her pace, hitting all the spots she knew you loved. Your legs started to shake and she forced them to stay still, pressing you into the mattress.

“I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum! Please don’t stop, please don’t stop!” You screamed, writhing. But you knew what the deal was. Sure enough, Abby let go and that was all it took for the tears to start again.

“No, no, no!”

“Tsk. Tsk. Tsk. You knew I was going to edge you, princess. If you didn’t want to be punished, you shouldn’t have disobeyed me.” Abby wiped your tears with the pads of her fingers and kept her eyes on as she lifted her hand to taste your tears. Your eyes were still red and she was fully intent on making you sob before you came. Your pussy was dripping and she had to hold herself back. She unclipped your forgotten bra, your boobs bouncing out. You looked up at her through your wet eyelashes to see her walking to the closet. Abby turned, now wearing the biggest dildo she had in her collection. While average in length, it had impressive girth and always left you unable to walk. Crawling back to bed, she lined the tip to your pussy and pushed the tip in. You gasped loudly and unconsciously shot up onto your elbows anticipating what was to come. You tried to relax as she slowly pushed more of the dildo into you, immediately starting to feel full.

“There you go, taking it so well for me baby,” Abby said almost in awe of you. She took in every inch of you, admiring your body, your hair, your eyes. Your skin was impossibly soft and she loved the small bruises she always left declaring you hers.

“So beautiful,” she muttered.

“What’d you say, Mommy?” You asked, your voice all wobbly.

“You’re my pretty princess right?”

“Yes Mommy, just for you.” She could tell you were getting close again and pulled out, causing you to gasp and gape. She edged you again causing you to be impossibly close to cumming and harshly pulling out again. Like before, she slowly slid her cock back in and this time added pressure on your clit which ended up being the thing that made you sob. You begged between wails that you wanted her so, so, so, bad and that you needed Mommy. But that just turned Abby on even more she couldn’t help but want to take a picture. So she did. She reached onto her side table and snapped a photo using her phone capturing all your subby glory.

“Please need to cum, I can’t do it, I can’t do it!”

“If you can’t do it, you can always safe word out. If you’re not going to safe word out then I think you can take just a bit more.”

“Still green Mommy.”

“Okay then,” Abby said, sliding her cock in you once again. You babbled nonsense on her dick, flailing your hands to grab onto her arms for some kind of anchor. The fullness, the hand on your clit and the now presence of her other hand sliding up your body to your neck almost made you fall apart. She tapped the side of your neck signaling what she wanted to do and waited for your response.

“Green.” Abby squeezed her hand, choking you in just the right spot. She always knew the exact placement of where to put her hand and each of her fingers where it was solely pleasurable for you. Your mind went blank as she increased the pressure and before you could comprehend it, you were orgasming. You screamed and groaned through it, your body collapsing against the bed. You gasped for air as she let up and she smiled at you. You were slumped over and boneless, just wordless. Abby gently touched your face, looking at you with such love in her eyes. She combed your hair over and caressed your head.

“Hey, baby. Welcome back,” she said with a chuckle.

“Abs,” you said softly, your voice sounding raw. She immediately shushed you lightly.

“It’s okay. You did such a good job for me, I’m so lucky.” She said, still caressing your face.

“Wanna hug.” You whispered. Abby pulled you close, hugging you fiercely, and whispered back sweet nothings in your ear.

“Can I clean you up or do you need a little more time?”

“You can clean me up.” Still in a hug, she picked you up and walked you to the bathroom to run a bath. The water was beautifully warm and Abby was so gentle you’d never think she was the same person that spanked you earlier. Taking her time, she cleaned you and wrapped you up in a towel. You kissed her softly feeling at peace. She was always very extensive in her aftercare, even brushing your teeth and feeding you water and snacks. Before you knew it Abby placed you back in bed next to her. Cuddling up into her body you whispered another thank you feeling ready to fall asleep.

“Anything and everything for you. You should go to sleep, you deserve it after today.” Her voice was soon gone as you fell asleep in her arms, your favorite place to be.

[genmui-to-infinity]

fuck y'all

who think that Rei is just a shallow, walking red flag. You obviously haven't read their extra story in the manga where he was doing things, exerting efforts for Shion's sake. Rei, who didn't give a shit about Shion's feelings before, literally said, "I don't have much to offer other people but I want to do all sorts of things for you as often as I can."

And Shion's not merely a slut desperate for a boyfriend because aside from his character growth we've already seen, he has also sworn to help and support Rei in turn.

Plus, fuxk it, they changed Rei's line in the anime, he literally told Shion 'I love you' in the official manga, and not just 'I appreciate you'.

Sure, they started in a sus way but that doesn't mean they couldn't have a pure relationship going forwards.

If you think this Rei only went after Shion when he thoight he left was because of his ego, you're blind.

If he's only in the relationship because some beautiful femboy is simping for him and it inflates his ego, then he shouldn't have taken the time to know about Shion's good and bad sides. He shouldn't have told Shion how he's an amazing, hardworking person despite him being an annoying crybaby.

He shouldn't have taken the time to comfort Shion when he and Kirito fought. Rei should've remained episode 8 Rei if he only cares about his 'ego' like someone said.

SOMEONE LAZY AND DIRECTIONLESS LIKE HIM SHOULDN'T BE INSPIRED TO MOVE FORWARD BECAUSE HE WITNESSED HOW SHION'S TRYING HARD TO ACHIEVE WHAT HE WANTS.

And also, fuck Studio DEEN if they're not gonna include that bonus (and Jin x Giichi's bonus) in the last episode.

Rant over. Do not come at me with your Yoiyoi ass takes, i love this couple since reading their manga years ago, many people also loved this pairing and have only good things to say. I will fight you.

[mia-does-nonsense]

Walkis Gang Headcanons - Charles Contini:

Warnings: None; Some slight manga spoilers

Being the only third year and the oldest out of the Walkis gang, Charles is the closest thing to a Responsible Adult™ this motley crew of madlads have. He has definitely looked at his juniors and thought, "Wow, thank god I'm the only normal person here" (No, Charles, no you're not).

Charles had probably one of the happiest childhoods out of the whole gang, because like I said before, most noble families (+ Innocent Zero) are shit at raising their kids. It wasn't 100% that great at first because Charles' father was a dick to Charles and his mom, until Mama Contini had enough and divorced her husband when Charles was still a little kid.

Honestly, shoutout to Mama Contini. One of the few good parents in the upper crust of magic society, and the one who introduced painting to Charles. Her only fault is that she coddles him a bit too much despite him being literally eighteen.

Mama Contini didn't raise no fool, though, because any household chore that needs to be done, Charles does it without being told to and without complaints. He finds it preposterous that there's guys his age and older who don't know shit about cooking, doing their own laundry, or cleaning up after themselves.

Whenever Charles visits his juniors in their dorms, 7 times out of 10 he gets an aneurysm because of how disorganized they are ("Do you make your mothers clean up after you at home, you pigs?!"), and kicks them out of their own rooms so that he can clean the place up from top to bottom. Galuf and Malcolm are the biggest offenders.

GREAT with kids. If anyone at Walkis needs someone to babysit their little siblings, Charles is their guy.

In terms of his magic ability, Charles is strong enough to have a Secondths. He just didn't get a chance to use it during the Tri-Magicathalon because 1) the rules of the Whack-a Mole room prevented him and Lance from directly attacking each other and 2) he underestimated Lance that badly. (I have no idea what his Secondths could be though 😭)

His personal magic, Vorp, currently has a distance limit. Charles can portal himself to anywhere in Walkis and is therefore never late to his classes, but he can't, for instance, create an effective portal connecting his dorm at Walkis to his mom's house. He's working on being able to travel longer distances via portals and is also trying to expand the size of his portals.

He has definitely jump-scared people by suddenly appearing behind them. Even though it's mostly by accident, almost the entire Walkis gang thinks he does it on purpose, and Charles at this point is too tired to correct them. The first time Charles accidentally portaled behind Galuf, Galuf let out a high-pitched scream, and no one has let him forget it since.

I have nothing to back this up, but Charles gives me dorm prefect vibes.

Charles is, in general, a pretty cheerful guy; you just can't tell at first though because his default expression makes him look bored to death at everyone and everything.

An absolute crybaby when he was in middle school at Walkis. It was his first time away from his mom, and the rabbiphone wasn't invented yet, so the homesickness hit him like a truck every damn day for like about a year.

The rest of the Walkis gang is pretty certain that Charles has some sort of pocket dimension in his, well, pockets because whenever someone needs something, Charles always comes in clutch with that exact thing. Galuf's dry eyes? Charles always has eyedrops at the ready. Levis, Lovie, and Domina's hair keeps getting in their way? Charles' got so many hair ties, it's ridiculous. Kenny's feeling more chilly than usual? Charles is already pulling out a handmade scarf. Anyone sneezed? Not to worry, Charles has spare handkerchiefs. And of course, there's his rabbiphone.

If there's anyone from Easton that Charles would actually get along with, it would be Margarette because they both have 'maternal instincts'. Listen, just imagine these two having brunch and gossiping about the shenanigans their rowdy kids juniors get into at their schools. Heck, they'd probably try to out-mother each other like it's some competition.

For the love of god, do NOT leave Charles alone in the same room with Lance ever. They will throw hands (wands?) at the slightest provocation. Charles is incapable of withholding snide remarks, Lance's Divine Visionary status be damned, and Lance won't hesitate to put him in his place. The siscon vs mama's boy beef is eternal.