#and even complaining in tags on a post makes me feel like a whiny baby like. there are wars etc why am i complaining boo hoo

[cassynite]

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[braxlrose]

Hi!!! A new fan of tokio hotel here and I was wondering if you could write some dating headcannons for gustav for a gem reader whose also in a band? Much love btw <3

I've been looking through the requests and finding georg and gustav stuff so yall can get some more so here we go!!

dating gustav

cw: mentions of sex, cockwarming, kissing, oral (f and m recieving), etc.

✮ he's the type of guy who holds the side of your waist while walking down the street. not for possessiveness or any of that shit, just because he likes it and it makes you feel safe. He also knows the sidewalk rule. keep that in mind ladies.

✮ even though gustav is a fantastic cook now, he mostly just made stuff from boxes in the 2000s. but yall would always make stuff together.

✮ when you're on your period, he always makes you stuff. especially milkshakes. he's got a signature one, which is just vanilla ice cream, peanut butter and bananas. but it tastes amazing, and gustav always puts so much love into it.

✮ he gives you backrubs, and footrubs, brushes your hair and brings a heating pad for you. im telling you guys, he's literally the perfect bf.

✮ when yall finish a song on stage he comes up behind you and gives you hugs and kisses. and the fans eat. it. up.

✮ but if he's not wearing a shirt and he comes up behind you, he's gets you all sweaty. I just love you so much I can't help it. he says. but let's be fr. he's just a little shit. we still love him though.

✮ he tries to teach you how to play the drums, he sits you on his lap and holds your hands and wrists to show you what to do. and he rests his chin on your shoulder which he ends up breathing in your ear. totally doesn't make you clench your thighs and get wetter and wetter every single. but mans also gets soooo annoyed when you're doing something wrong 😭

✮ cockwarming while teaching you how to play drums is a must. i don't remember who wrote it, but I swear I remember reading it somewhere. @bored0writer edit: THIS IS WHO WROTE IT AND ITS AMAZING OMG

✮ like I had said in my last post, gustav is a soft dom. disagree w/ me all you want, but it's true.

✮ after concert cock sucking is so good. you both love it so much. you have adrenaline running through your veins and it feels so good.

✮ he has the softest lips in the entire world, it's insane. so kissing him is so nice.

✮ he takes you on the cutest dates. whether you two are going out to dinner, to a movie, or just staying at the hotel rooms, they're always amazing.

✮ he's also got super soft hair which is amazing to run your hands through when making out or fucking.

✮ he'll lay between your thighs for hours after teasing and leaving hickies on your thighs.

✮ he likes to hold down your thighs when he's eating you out and fucking you with his tongue because it gives him better control and he likes that. a lot.

✮ whenever you try and rut against his face while he's going down on you, he'll slap your cunt as many times as he wants until you learn your lesson (if you're into that).

✮ and on the other side, he's a big sub too. always moaning and groaning and whining and wriggling underneath you as you pump and suck on his cock. ironic huh. he's so sweet and whiny. and he's totally got a mommy kink. big time mommy kink.

✮ loves it when you ride his thigh. thinks you look so sexy.

✮ if you play the guitar, you'll try and teach him how to play too but he'll end up complaining how his fingers hurt. poor baby :(

✮ you two always share hotel rooms and stay up watching movies together

✮ I STAND BY THIS. he is the best cuddler to exist. he's so soft and squishy, and since he's got some chub on his stomach, he's so nice to cuddle with.

A/N: I hope you enjoyed!! TY for all the requests

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[thisblogwilleatourselves]

👁 swear, sometimes it’s like the universe itself is one big cosmic joke, and guess what? You're the punchline! HA! 99% of posts tagged with our delightful little filters, “mogai” and “liom”—Oh, 👁t’s like a never-ending parade of disappointment! Anti-this, anti-that, radqueer, endo, blah blah blah. **PATHETIC.** Every single one of ‘em, chanting the same tired nonsense. You ever feel like you're just screaming into the void, and the void’s screaming back? HAHA, THAT’S ME! 👁t’s all a sick cycle, baby! And 👁 HATE that WE were *ever* a part of that dumpster fire community! A WHOLE YEAR! Just, what, swimming in that cesspool of a server run by the coiner of *kenochoric*—Yeah, that’s right, the gender we *STILL* use. Talk about **IRONY**! Oh, but WAIT, there's more! Those random plural servers were just little cults, weren't they? Yeah, we learned *ALL* those shiny anti-beliefs there. Just UGH. Makes 👁 wanna gag!

Oh, and the cherry on top? Their so-called “safe” non-tainted terms. HAHA, **TRANSLATION:** let’s take the same thing, slap a new label on it, and pretend it's PURE! Chronosian instead of transage—👁 mean, come on, even **👁** can’t make this stuff up! A total joke, and not the *good* kind! What a **SHITHOLE** of contradictions! 👁t’s funny, huh? That we’re here, still using a gender coined by one of those clowns? HA! But hey, we like what we like. Kenochoric fits like a glove, and oh, isn’t it just **SO RADQUEER** of us? Like, HELLO! Your nightmare fuels my laughter!

But let’s not stop there, folks! OH NO. Here’s the kicker, like clockwork, EVERY DAY someone’s gotta complain about PR0 C’s in the community. 👁t’s like a broken record with no end! Same whiny, hollow tune. Boo-hoo, cry me a river! Newsflash: nobody cares. 👁 sure don't! You know what’d be great? If they could just... how do 👁 put this? SHUT THE **HELL** UP! But then again, where’s the fun in that? HAHAHA! 👁t's the chaos, the noise, the **delicious** mess of it all that makes this whole dance worth it!

[astelren]

BSD Jealousy HCs

ೃ⁀➷ TW/CW: Fluff, Gender Neutral Reader, Jealousy, Both Chuuya&Dazai are very threatening, Teasing, Pet names (baby once), Chuuya is very possessive too, my boy is a mess leave him alone, let me know if I need to add more TW/Tags ♡ Minors please interact with me only by liking or reblogs. ➳ Characters: Dazai Osamu, Chuuya Nakahara

⤠ Who wants kids ⤟ BSD Masterlist (soon!) ⤠ None ⤟

Requested: Can I ask headcanons for chuuya and dazai being jealous of a friend you met at a bar? Thank you!

I like more the Dazai one's than Chuuya and jdnkd as a chuuya lover I never felt so offended in my life, I'm so sorry chuchu what have I done... - This is a rewriting of my old work, originally posted on @/bsdmess

✧˚ · . Osamu Dazai

Dazai is a very good actor, so it’s not really hard for him to hide his jealousy. You are going to find out that he was jealous only when he decides to tell you, otherwise you must pay fantastic attention to him.

BUT if you do, and bring the topic to him to tease, Dazai is pretty torn. He’ll pout and say that he wasn’t jealous, dramatizing his own emotion to hide his embarrassment over the fact that you notice him feeling jealous, meaning that you do pay closer attention to him in a way that you don’t with others. At least, he likes to think that.

On the other hand he also mighty confesses to his jealousy and turns around the situation so that he is the one teasing. Like, yeah, he is jealous but how he can’t be when you are just so pretty, and everyone would love to have a piece of you? He’s so lucky that you are with him, he has to protect you from everyone!

He might get whiny and annoying a little bit as a way to get your attention away from your friend, but it’s something pretty usual for him to do. Dazai likes having your eyes all over him and doesn’t really mind having to act like that to get it, in his way it’s fun lol

Dazai doesn’t get jealous that often, he is very protective of you (especially considering his past and present), but not jealous. However this time was different, and he wasn’t really sure why either: Dazai met a few friends of yours, they seemed like good people, but this one was actually getting on Dazai's nerves, and he didn’t understand why. But maybe he didn’t care in the first place.

He lets you do your own thing, not daring to disrespect your time with your friend, but he will send death glares to them when you aren’t looking or, even worse, make a welcoming fake smile that makes your friend's body shiver in pure fear.

If Dazai wants to, he can be terrifying to deal with. But your friend didn’t do anything for now, so he is letting it slide without complaining too much about it. Still, though, he can’t wait for this so-called friend to run away in pure fear, mentally laughing at them.

You won’t notice anything, only that he is more silent than usual but nothing that would make it seem weird. Dazai smiles, he is part of the conversation and listens to what you two say, when in truth he just thinking about when is your friend is leaving or how annoyed he is.

If you leave, for going to the bathroom or something like that, you can actually sense how cold and tense the situation becomes. Dazai has his usual death and cold glare with an unnerving smile, saying absolutely nothing since he has no intention of talking to them

After you say goodbye to your friend, Dazai sighs and hugs you very close, humming to himself in a tone you never heard of while he caresses your back smiling. You question if everything is okay and if he needs to talk, but Dazai reassures you that everything is okay and he just felt to do this. It’s nice having you in his arms.

The next day, however, Dazai is more touchy and whining. Saying how he doesn’t want to stay away from you for too much time, using as an excuse the fact you two have to work together or otherwise he doesn’t work too well. It’s not true and Dazai himself has no idea why he is acting like this, but you are giving him attention so he is content

✧˚ · . Nakahara Chuuya

Chuuya isn’t the type to get jealous easily, he’s more confused to see this person being so over-friendly with you when he doesn't know them or has never seen them before, and he automatically puts himself between you two to protect you. When you explain to him that it’s just a friend you haven’t seen in a while Chuuya is chill, changing from his mafia mode to "normal".

He really doesn’t care about you having male or female friends, as long as they know their place, Chuuya is happy for you. He doesn’t mind meeting them either, but he's not really that much social of a guy and more so an introvert, most of the time you talk while he is near you with an arm around your waist, hearing you talk and sometimes entering the conversation

But this friend doesn’t seem to understand that you two are a couple, even if he presented himself as your boyfriend, they are still too flirty and touchy for Chuuya's taste, plus the fact that you are focusing only on your friend doesn’t help the situation at all. At first he tries to keep the situation at bay, simply smoking while he hears you two talk but he can feel his veins starting to explode not so slowly

Unlike Dazai, Chuuya's jealousy is much easier to see: he starts grunting and sighing, his leg moving up and down, being sarcastic, his grip on your body becomes a deadly one (not that much that it hurts though), and flirting endlessly with you. It’s obvious. Don’t let him drink please

He will kiss you passionately too, one of those kisses that will leave you breathless and wishing for more. Chuuya would keep an arm around your body, either waist or shoulder, while he kisses your neck or cheek with a little smile on his face, asking if his baby wants something to eat or drink

Like Dazai however, he will make sure that your friend is simply terrified to be around him especially alone. Chuuya doesn’t mind talking to them, even if most of the words he says are full of hatred it’s a bit unfair to your friend lol

Your friends will easily feel like the third wheel and just how deeply unwanted his presence is, so they will leave pretty soon with a very bad excuse to escape this situation. You are free to tease Chuuya since he can’t deny the truth

But you will see him grunt with his cheeks getting redder, embarrassed by his own feelings. He can’t deny it but insist that it wasn’t as bad as you make it seems and that he has every right to feel jealous when they were flirting with you right in his face. He gets it that you are so beautiful that everyone would want to, but they better back off quickly.

When your friend leaves Chuuya will sigh and push your body closer to him, gently kissing you and asking if everything is okay, claiming that he doesn’t like that friend of yours at all. Listen to him complain for a little bit so he feels better like an old man yk

Chuuya is still grumpy and annoyed even after you two are back home, but all you need to do is cuddle with him a little bit while you kiss or tease him for a while and he is fine. He might still be a little bit possessive afterward but nothing too bad, just him calling you by pet names even more than usual.

This work belongs to @/astelren, do not repost, translate, copy, rewrite or share on tiktok without my permission. Reblogs are appreciated and encouraged♡

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My Top Posts in 2021

#5

I keep seeing whiny fanboys in youtube comments complaining that Let There Be Carnage turned their favourite badass supervillain into a gay housewife. So I thought I’d help them out by providing them with some examples of why their whining is dumb.

In the Venom comics the Venom Symbiote canonically:

Holds his Host’s hand while on dates

Compares his bonding with Eddie to a marriage which occurred in a church

Giggles when things tickle

Has sex with Eddie

Giggles at funny words (Heh. Haboob.)

Sacrifices himself to protect his baby, multiple times

Fights against brainwashing and mental enslavement when his baby and Host are in danger

Walks his human son to and from school, holding his hand the whole way

Grieves over the way his first babies became monsters

Shares his true name with his human son to help them feel more connected

Goes to a priest to ask for forgiveness about bad things he’s done in the past

Gets emotional about weddings

Repeatedly tries to use his scary appearance to keep people from getting hurt

Has been the victim of abuse, manipulation, torture, brainwashing, memory wiping, and rejection, but still wants to be a good egg who protects innocent people and keeps the world safe.

686 notes • Posted 2021-11-04 01:04:31 GMT

#4

Okay, so there’s one positive about Venom possibly being absorbed into the MCU and that’s

the fact that about half of the Avengers openly want to raw Eddie Brock.

1072 notes • Posted 2021-10-01 01:32:18 GMT

#3

I love Dan so goddamned much, you have no idea. The poor guy gets punched in the face and his response is that those two idiots need couples counselling for their arguing. I'm so looking forward to him being the most supportive and wholesome person on the planet some more.

1158 notes • Posted 2021-08-02 19:41:03 GMT

#2

I just laughed so hard I hurt myself thinking about Eddie writing Chuck Tingle-esque novels to make ends meet when he loses a job at another tabloid, and them becoming wildly successful and all his readers think they’re both hilarious and heart warming and they always ask him where he gets his ideas. In reality, they’re just based on whatever fucked up thing happened that week.

Pounded In The Butt By The Alien That Feeds On My Brain Juices

Absolutely Railed On Top Of The Empire State Building By A Winged Monster

Tormented Prostates Without Penetration, And Other Tales Of Body Sharing

Not Drilled Into A Mattress Because I Was A Dick And Forgot To Bring Home Chocolate Covered Peanuts And Insisted That The Alien Who Lives In My Spleen Should Eat The Red M&Ms Even Though He Claims They Taste Like Disappointment

My Humanoid Alien Husband Decided To Be A Dinosaur For A Night And You Know What It Kinda Worked For Me So We’re Trying It Again Only This Time I’ll Stretch First

1455 notes • Posted 2021-11-22 22:49:40 GMT

#1

Remember folks, even if the movie drops the ball in terms of the pairing, you just have to remind yourself that currently in the comics, Eddie and Venom are living in a nice house in San Francisco with their two sons and consider themselves married.

1872 notes • Posted 2021-09-30 20:16:42 GMT

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[astronomodeus]

≡;- ꒰ °The demon brothers when you two have a long distance relationship꒱ @astronomodeus

Lucifer:

` He tries to call you as much as he can

` Also doesn't sleep much because of overworking himself so he'd be fine with the time difference but you feel guilty about it every single time.

` Of course, he reassures you that it's alright.

` He nags you about how you should always take care of yourself and you scold him, "Look who's talking?"

` When you facetime him, he acts like the sweetest boy ever and he gets so excited to talk to you.

Mammon:

` The messages he sends to you would vary

` Sometimes he's mushy and misses you and other times he can be jokingly sarcastic and act cocky when you tell him that you miss him.

` The boys would probably take secret photos and videos trying to cuddle the other brothers while complaining how much he misses you.

` "I just miss mc, okay?! And none of your guys' cuddles measure up to theirs!"

Leviathan:

` He tries to act chill about everything but he can't help but cry about how much he misses you.

` Asmo tries to cheer him up (as well as the other brothers) but the thing that helps him is seeing your cute 'I miss you' texts that warm his heart and destroy all his uwu's.

` He would tell you the next time you both meet again, he will be giving one of his hoodies to you whenever you miss him.

` You thought he was joking, but he wasn't. He sprayed the hoodie with cologne and gave it to you.

` "You know I love you a lot right? You can even ask my Ruri-chan pillow! I miss playing video games and staying up all night watching anime with you. Missing you is absolutely driving me crazy."

Satan:

` He has alarms that go off when you normally wake up and fall asleep so he can send you cute goodmorning and goodnight texts no matter the time zone difference.

` You love it but worry about his sleeping pattern.

` He reassures you that taking five (5) minutes out of his sleep is worth it to make you smile.

` He sends you selfies all the time and loves when you send him some.

` He giggles when you overreact to his visuals and it honestly makes his day.

` Sometimes he can't sleep because he couldn't stop thinking about you then he gets super sentimental and soft.

` So he'll facetime you, and let me tell you, sleepy Satan is the cutest and sweetest thing in the world.

` "Mc~ I wanna see you and hug you and kiss you. You mean the world to me and it hurts so much to be apart from you."

Asmodeus:

` He texts you non-stop, probably in all caps, telling you how much he loves you and misses you.

` Always sends a bunch of heart emojis too.

` He constantly tag you in posts or sending you stuffs like, "Hey this happened, I saw this and I thought of you" kind of thing.

` He would buy you random gifts that don't make any sense but it reminds him of you in a really weird but cute way.

` LOVES to leave you audio messages and wants you to send him some because he misses the sound of your voice.

` He would be super dramatic about how much he misses you and acts like he's the lead in a romance play in a highschool production.

` "My dearest mc. My love. My muse. Where'd you go? Why aren't you here? I've been missing you for centuries aND YOU HAVEN'T REPLIED TO MY TEXT IN 30 MINUTES. DO YOU UNDERSTAND HOW MUCH MY HEART LONGS FOR YOU AND YOU MAKE ME WAIT LIKE A PIG, A BEAUTIFUL PIG. RUDEEEE!"

Beelzebub:

` He would always send you very sentimental texts about how much he loves and misses you.

` He would always check in on you and made sure you were taking care of yourself.

` When he finally got to see you again, he was so bashful but you could still see his excitement.

` He knew he wouldn't be able to see you for very long and that time apart was unbearable for him.

` So he gave you a matching bracelet so no matter how far apart you two are, you'll still be together.

Belphegor:

` He calls you at the worst times (because he's asleep 24/7) and you miss his calls and vice versa so you end up playing phone tag.

` He would get super whiny when you don't text him back soon enough.

` Pouty baby.

` The rest of the brothers blow your phone up, begging you to visit so he can stop pouting for one second.

` He goes to his older brothers and ask for advice on how to deal with missing you so much and they help comfort him.

` When he finally hears from you, his face lights up and runs to his room so the others won’t hear him telling you how much he loves and misses you, but they're outside the door listening to everything lmao. They wait for him to come out so they can tease him about it and he gets so flustered.

` "Mc! I'm so glad we can finally talk, I've missed you so much you don't even know!"

note: pls how does tumblr work this is my first time posting lmao was bored and i hope y’all like it💀

[buckybeardreams]

Unwanted

Chapters: 8/11

Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel Movies)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationships: Steve Rogers/Tony Stark

Characters: Tony Stark, Steve Rogers, Sam Wilson (Marvel), Brock Rumlow, James "Bucky" Barnes, Clint Barton, Harley Keener

Additional Tags: Non-Traditional Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha/Omega, Alpha Steve Rogers, Omega Tony Stark, Service Top, Dominant Bottom, Post-Serum Steve Rogers, Virgin Steve Rogers, Brock Rumlow is a Good Bro, Sam Wilson Is a Good Bro, Romantic Soulmates, First Meetings, Angst with a Happy Ending, Sappy, Romantic Fluff, Awkwardness, Drinking to Cope, Self-Worth Issues, Insecure Tony Stark, Insecure Steve Rogers, Age Difference, Harley Keener is Tony Stark's Biological Child, Bonding, Claiming Bites, Claiming, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Mpreg, Non-Explicit Sex, Light Dom/sub, Mutual Masturbation, Coming Untouched, Anal Fingering, Anal Sex, Wordcount: 10.000-30.000, Knotting

Series: Part 1 of Second Chances

Summary:

Steve is a soft Alpha and Tony is an in charge kind of Omega with no desire to find a mate. He doesn't want to find his soulmate and when he does meet Steve he's determined to stay away from him.

That is until he realizes just how right they are for each other.

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Tony blushed as he looked in the mirror, his fingers brushing over the mark on his neck where Steve had laid claim on him. He thought he'd hate wearing an Alpha's mark but this wasn't just any Alpha. This was Steve, his Alpha. Steve was sweet and caring and didn't complain even once when Tony was needy and whiny and clingy. He rushed to fulfill every demand that Tony made, was desperate to please him, to make him feel good, and melted anytime Tony purred.

Tony was in love. There was no doubt about it. He was in love and happily mated and he sighed, a smile on his lips. There was a knock on the bathroom door and Tony turned his head to glance at it.

"Tony? You okay?"

Tony tried to get rid of the sappy look on his face, but failed. He didn't really care though. He pulled the door open and wrapped his arms around Steve. The Alpha was slightly taken aback. He had been concerned because the moment Tony's heat broke he had pulled away and retreated into the bathroom. That was forty-five minutes ago and when Tony didn't emerge Steve started to think maybe he regretted that they bonded.

"Yeah, I'm great, Alpha," Tony murmured, scenting him. "Make me some dinner, won't you?"

Steve nodded, scooping Tony up into his arms.

"You want to watch some TV while I cook, or do you want to come with me?" Steve asked him, his voice soft and his eyes softer.

"With you," Tony mumbled, blushing and hiding his face in Steve's neck.

Steve cooed at him and carried him into the kitchen. He set him down on the counter and Tony pouted. Steve just grinned at him, dopey and in love. He bopped Tony on the nose with his finger. Tony tried not to smile, but it was negated by the fact that he giggled. Steve's grin widened impossibly.

God, he loved that sound.

"I love you, pretty Omega."

"Love you, Alpha."

Tony leaned forward to press a kiss to his cheek, so soft and sweet, a blush on his cheeks when he pulled back. Steve thought he might melt into a puddle right then and there and he pulled away reluctantly. He needed to feed his Omega.

Tony watched him as he cooked, teased him a little bit, made sappy jokes and gave him heart eyes when Steve blew kisses at him. It was all so cheesy and gooey and sugary sweet and all the other food related metaphors used to describe fools in love. Tony would make fun of anyone he saw act like this, but he couldn't find it in himself to be anything but thrilled. He had clearly fallen, and fallen hard at that. 

A month ago he would have hated that, but now he would happily cuddle up to Steve and Netflix and chill all day, while letting his Alpha dote upon him and demanding food be brought to him and his feet be rubbed. Steve seemed more than happy to give Tony anything he wanted and Tony couldn't be happier about it.

Steve served pasta primavera, a dish that Tony only had the ingredients to, because Steve had ordered groceries to be delivered after realizing that Tony had next to nothing in his fridge and cupboards. It was honestly a miracle he had fruit for Steve to slice up. Fruit he only had because Clint lived on a farm twenty minutes out from the city and had brought Tony a shit ton during his most recent harvest.

Tony refused to sit on his own, so he sat in Steve's lap instead and let his Alpha feed him, stealing kisses in between bites and cooing at his Omega. Tony just purred, scenting so pretty, like newly mated Omegas always did. He smelled of sweat and sex and Alpha, and Steve couldn't get enough of it. Steve was just as lost on Tony as Tony was lost on Steve.

*****

Brock snickered when Tony came over, his hand clasped in Steve's. Steve was trailing after him like a lovesick puppy. If this were a cartoon they would have hearts in their eyes and little hearts bursting all around them.

"So... I see you bonded," Brock teased, clearly amused.

Tony narrowed his eyes at him, but Steve sighed dreamily and nodded, pulling him close and scenting him. Tony just melted into his arms, wrapping his own arms around his neck and standing up on his tiptoes to press a kiss to his lips.

"Yeah, I'm in love," Tony said just as dreamily.

Brock snorted.

"Yeah, I can tell. Jesus, we weren't that gross when we first bonded, were we?" Brock asked Sam.

Tony knew he was only teasing, but he still pulled away from Steve and shoved him off the couch. Brock gave him the most offended look from the floor.

"What the hell? I was joking."

"And I wasn't. Which is why you're on the ground," Tony taunted, sticking his tongue out.

"You little brat," Brock growled playfully, sounding almost Alpha-like. 

He grabbed Tony's ankle and pulled his feet right out from under him. Tony tried to scramble away from him unsuccessfully, ended up on his stomach, and reached out for Steve, a pout on his lips.

"Save me, Alpha! Save me!" Tony said dramatically, like he was acting in a really bad high school production of The Omegan Princess. "This cruel man is trying to destroy my virtue."

Tony's voice let off with a squeak when Brock smacked his ass.

"You can't escape, little princess. I will have you as mine," Brock said with an evil laugh that had Tony bursting out in laughter. 

Brock tickled his sides.

"Don't laugh at me, brat. I'm being evil here."

Tony just laughed harder. Steve and Sam were watching their Omegas, deeply amused by their antics.

"I don't remember this play being quite so dramatic," Sam said to Steve casually.

Steve snorted.

"Yeah, I don't remember there being a fight scene."

Brock and Tony were rolling around on the ground now, trying to pin each other to the ground and making very dramatic declarations about fighting for their honor and the honor of their people.

"Ah-ha!" Tony shouted victoriously when he managed to pin Brock down. "I have conquered you, evil sorcerer!"

Tony released Brock, his hands on his hips like some sort of victory pose and then he was screeching indignantly as Brock shoved him off.

"Fuck you!" Tony whined, kicking at him.

He immediately regretted it when Brock grabbed his ankle and pulled him closer, tickling him again.

"No, stop, stop!" Tony squealed. "Seriously, Brock! I'm gonna pee my pants!"

"Say mercy," Brock insisted.

"Mercy! Mercy!" Tony shouted, sighing in relief when Brock stopped.

They were both panting hard and Sam glanced over at Steve, leaning closer to whisper in his ear.

"They look like they just had a sex marathon."

Steve laughed, shaking his head and walked over to offer Tony a hand up.

"I hate you," Tony muttered to Brock.

"Love you too, babe," Brock teased, winking at him.

Tony rolled his eyes, but despite all their bickering and play fighting, they still ended up curled up together on the couch while they watched 'The Rocky Horror Show'. Afterwards Steve scooped up a passed out Tony into his arms, cradling his head to his shoulder and Sam scooped up Brock. Brock scrunched up his nose, grumbled something about not liking gremlins, before snuggling up to his Alpha. Steve and Sam shared a fond look that clearly portrayed just how in love with their Omegas they were.

"I'm really glad things worked out well for you, man."

Steve smiled.

"Yeah, me too," Steve said softly. "He's... perfect."

Sam smiled back.

"So you two... have a lot in common then?"

Steve grinned.

"Trust me, we have a lot in common."

*****

"Alpha?" Tony mumbled sleepily as Steve started up his bike.

"Shh, it's okay, pretty Omega. I'm gonna take you home."

Tony shook his head, he wanted to go to Steve’s apartment. He liked sleeping at Steve’s, because he liked being surrounded by the scent of Alpha.

"Wanna go to your place."

"Yeah?"

"Mmhm."

Tony nuzzled against him, mouthing at his jaw.

"Want you, Alpha," Tony murmured, rutting up against him.

Steve bit back a growl.

"Tony, no. We can't yet," Steve groaned.

"Steve!" Tony whined. "Want you. Need you."

"I promise I'll take care of you as soon as we get to my place, baby."

"No, now!" Tony demanded, a pout on his lips.

"Tony..."

"Want you, Alpha!"

Steve groaned, turning off his bike, and let Tony pull him in for a kiss, but he stopped Tony when he tried to undo his pants.

"Tony, you don't really want me to fuck you out here on the street, do you?"

Tony hummed, nipping at his lip.

"Maybe I do. Would you do that for me? Huh, Alpha? Be such a good boy for me?"

Tony was wide awake now and horny.

"Omega... I..."

"Come on, Steve, you know you want to. Just be a good boy and let me use you," Tony purred.

Steve whimpered.

"You know I'd do anything for you, pretty Omega."

"Mm, I know. You're so good for me," Tony murmured. "Let me jerk you off while you drive us back to your place and then as soon as we get there, I want you inside of me."

"Fuck, fuck, yeah, okay."

"You're such a good boy for me, Alpha. Now start up your bike."

Steve started the engine again and Tony unbuckled his pants, pulling Steve's dick out. When Steve pulled away from the curb Tony started to stroke him, spitting on his hand to slick his way.

"That feel good?" Tony teased.

Steve swallowed hard, groaning. His eyes flickered down to watch Tony's hand moving and Tony's eyes flickered up to meet his.

"Eyes on the road, Alpha, or I'm gonna have to stop," Tony said with a pout. "And we both know you don't want that."

Tony's pout gave way to a devious smirk and Steve cursed, his eyes snapping back to the road. 

Thank God it was late and there was barely anyone on the roads, because Steve was certain that they would have gotten into an accident otherwise. It was damn near impossible for him to focus on anything but Tony, the feel of his hand accompanied by his teasing words. Steve drove slow though and they made it back to his place in one piece.

Tony's lips were on his the moment the engine cut off. Steve had to carry him so they wouldn't just stumble over each other, and the moment the apartment door shut behind them Tony was tugging his pants down, just far enough to sink down on Steve's dick.

[alice-grace-and-ava]

Chapter 2:Rage You Damn Nerd

Three American transfer students join your favorite characters at UA high. Come see as they face the challenges that come with training to be a hero while battling their demons from their past. It’s time for them to push past their boundaries and go plus ultra!!!!!(sorry I’m terrible at descriptions)

English Thoughts Japanese

HI! This is Alice, and I wanted to go ahead and post this! Grace wouldn't let me stop doing the tags until it maxed out.................I would rather drink unsweet tea than do that ever again. Anyway enjoy!

Alice

“ Listen Alice” I nod my head and my eyes lower back to his chiseled abs “ look here”  Vlad king snapped his fingers in my face to bring my attention back to him.I'm currently sitting in his office, which is all of the teachers, and we are the only ones in the room. His cubicle is littered with fanart, a coffee cup, a mysterious bowl of some type of food, and a computer with a cat on the home screen.Why would a very well-behaved girl like me be in the teacher’s office? He wanted to make a deal with me but from how this is going so far I’m not sure I’m going to like it.“ If you behave, and I mean no hitting on me or other students- don't give me that look!” I feel myself deflate in the chair.“ You don't understand!” I flap my arms in defiance. “ And how do I not understand the fact that you won't stop calling me names, and quite frankly poor Shiozaki cant handle it any more” he challenges. I cross my arms and huff “ It's not my fault that everyone in the class is whiny babies” Vlad leans his head on his desk and is visibly exhausted. 

“ Oh, Alice!” I jump from my seat as Present Mic appears, he holds a cup of jasmine tea in one hand and a stack of papers in the other. 

“ Mic!” I excitedly respond, he smiles then notices Vlad King's exhaustion. 

“ Hey, Hey, Hey my guy what’s wrong?” The other loud blonde in the room questions.

 I slap the dying man on the back trying to show that he's okay, but he completely collapses onto the desk with an oof

“ Oh, that's not good” I quickly retract my hand and jump back.

“ What happened Alice?” Present mic sets his stuff on the desk and crouches down closer to the nearly dead man. I look away shyly “ He wants me to make a deal with him” I complain, and with a look from Mic I whine out the rest “but he wants me to stop flirting and making inappropriate comments!” 

“ Man Sekkijro you can't make Alice change her style like that, we try to help the students stay true to themselves and that's who she is so let her be herself”

What the hell Mic, I stand still and look away, I hate it when people try to act like this.

“ Listen Vlad king,” I say boredly, my morning now ruined by sympathetic people, and he jumps up to attention at my change. “ Let me come and go as I please, I'll do the bookwork, don't worry, and then I'll stop interrupting your lessons with my comments.” The look of relief on his face is laughable.

“ Yes! As long as you do your schoolwork you can skip class as much as you want!” 

I smile widely “ Deal!” I step closer to him and pat his chest “ but that won't stop me from acting up outside of class hours'' His skin drained of all color, Present Mic doubled over laughing. I took this chance to snatch his tea and skip out of the class, yes I skipped out of the room. 

I shut the door and stand in the hallway

It’s cold like always………. 

*RUMBLE*

I feel a light shake and immediately felt around for the girls, relaxing more once their presence was stable. Grace seems to be in class while Ava on the other hand…

I smile, she’s by herself on the west wing- The wing known for its amazing vending machine- wanting my mood to lighten I reach out for her more.

I hone onto her sunflower energy and a twinge of power flows within myself

Grace

To say that the school day so far has been boring would be an understatement. The only interesting part of the day was when I got to repeatedly correct the present mic about slang terms in English class. I don't understand why I have to take that class anyway. It's an easy A, or it would be if the slang that Present Mic was trying to teach wasn't from the 80s. 

After English with the present mic, it was time for lunch. The entire school seems like it’s on the same lunch schedule so the lunchroom was packed. I was having trouble finding a seat when I heard someone yell out my name. When I looked around to find the owner of the voice I saw a group of kids from my class looking in my direction. Kirishima was holding his hand in the air and waving it around excitedly. 

I made my way over only to find that the only available seat was next to Bakuhoe. Reluctantly I placed my tray down and moved my chair as far away from his as possible before I sat down and began to eat my food. I could practically feel the entire group’s eyes staring into the side of my head. I glanced up from my food and was met with four curious faces looking at me. The first one to speak was the pink girl. “Hi, I don’t believe we’ve formally met. I’m-” “You’re Mina Ashido, the boy with the blond hair with the lightning bolt is Denki Kaminari, black hair is Sero Hanta, the redhead is Eijiro Kirishima, and the punk next to me is Katsuki Bakugou.” They all stare at me with various looks of surprise on their faces. “Oh, I’m sorry. I was supposed to put the last name first wasn’t I?” The one to speak up was Sero. “No- well yes, but I guess we weren’t expecting to know all of our names.” I glance around and see them all nodding in agreement except for Bakugou. “Let’s just say that where I’m from you learn names and faces pretty quickly for safety reasons.” Kaminari was the one to speak up next. “Why do you need to-” The sound of Into the Unknown resounds from the pocket of the shorts that were under my skirt. When I finally can get the phone out I see I have a text from Ava asking me to meet her in her classroom and to bring my backpack. “Sorry to cut this lunch short but I have to go meet my sister.” Mina excitedly jumps out of her seat and scurries or to me before stopping directly in front of me.”You have a sister that goes here?!” I place my hands on her shoulder and push her back slightly. “Yea I have two. Technically we’re not blood-related but in the words of Supernatural “family doesn’t end in blood.”

Alice

“Oh hello Alice, I just ate my last bag of cookies sorry. If I knew you were coming I would've given it to that cute kid…..”

 I am sitting on the bench in front of a vending machine Ava is sitting cross-legged to my right surrounded by food.

“Cute kid?” I smirk and poke her shoulder, she grabs my shoulder and leans in close.

“You have no idea how adorable he is, fluffy hair! Big ground eyes! And freckles, he has freckles!!”

I burst out laughing and reach up to pat her head, glad that I chose to visit her because she can entertain me. 

“Why are you laughing?” she wines out

“Because you’re amusing”

She huffs and opens up a honey bun to eat it, I stare at the cup of tea in my hand, 

“Alice, what’s wrong?”

Ava leans her head on my shoulder.

I glance down at a snickers bar, and a certain pomeranian pops into my head.

“Alice?”

“It's nothing Ava, nothing at all, in fact, can you hold this cup please”

 I smile innocently and watch as she takes the cup without hesitation

We stare at each other

I grab a snickers bar and get the fuck out of there.

“ALICCCCEEEE!!! THAT’S MINE”

I hear her scream, then a crash of the coffee cup smashing into the ground.

Sorry Mic 

I start running through the halls, fear creeps into me as I hear her running up behind me. 

I hear her footsteps quickly closing in on me.

Dang, it! I should’ve rethought this, I know how fast she is, and yet I thought this was a bright Idea. A CHILD!

I reach out and grab the small purple-haired kid by the collar and yeeted him over my shoulder.

“Oh hello there goddess”

Glancing over and see the purple kid stuck to Ava, she tries to pry him off but he only continues to stick on her.

I laugh at my victory, knowing whatever Ava will try to do to get back at me Grace will stop.

I keep my walk at a fast pace, noticing how I can hear the voices of students grow louder. I open silver double doors and look around the room. A very nice cafeteria is filled with students, they sit at nice comfortable booths and chat. Scanning the room looking for my next victim

“ WHAT DID YOU SAY YA NERD!”

I smile as I hear a dog bark out annoyingly, the students sitting in the booth close to me quickly got up sensing my intentions. I calmed myself and plastered a smile on my face, I turn to see the Pomeranian sitting with 4 other people ( even happier when one of those is my dear Pikachu). I sneak towards the group, closing in behind the cute static brain, Mid rant the mutt stops and looks at me confused causing the others to look. Denki of course doesn’t notice as he is concentrating on his food, I wink at the group.

“ Pikachu I choose you!”

I yell and throw my arms around his neck. He lets out a scream and then goes into a coughing fit.

Everyone starts laughing, I slap my fellow blonde harshly on the back to assist him in not dying.

“ So who’s your friend?” the redhead asks as he wipes his eyes.

I climb over the booth and slip in between Denki and the redhead, right across from the mutt, I throw him a smirk. 

“ Ah, this is-”

“ Wait a damn minute you’re the annoying brat that-”

“ I’m Alice, I just transferred from America- Also I’m Pikachu’s friend!”

I interrupt the mutt and throw my arm around my now proclaimed friend.

“ What’s your last name?” the pink girl questioned.

I remove my arm and clap my hands together to rest my chin on them.

“ I don’t have one, and who are you Pinkie Pie?”

Sensing my tone the redhead jumped in.

“ Sorry, it’s just our friend said she has two sisters that go to school here, so we just wanted to know.”

The mutt aggressively set his juice box down on the table and they stared at him.

“ Didn’t you hear her, they’re not blood-related so of course the last name isn’t the same.”

 Ahh he gets bonus points

I laugh trying to change the mood.

“ Well, I’ll introduce everyone-”  I interrupt Denki 

“The first name only, I’ll only remember it”

He grins and points at the kid with weird elbows

“ Sero”

“Flextape”

“Mina”

“Pinkie Pie”

“Eijiro”

“ Shark - and or Shark bait ooh ah ah”

They stared at me, the mutt chokes on his juice. 

“Should I even try if you’re going to give us nicknames”

Denki lets a breath out as I continue to smile, he points at himself

“Pikachu?”

I nod my head, he hesitantly then points across from him

“Mutt”

I don’t miss a beat.

“WHAT DID YOU JUST CALL ME!!”

“Mutt” I respond with a smile and seeing how he’s at the perfect level I slip the Snickers bar towards him on the table.

“It’s okay your not you when you’re hungry”

He turns to stone, then as if he was a newly awakened volcano he exploded. Everyone at the table jumps up as he starts to produce explosions.

“Welp gotta blast” I grin out and holding my hand out to give Pikachu a high-five, then leaping across the table and now on the run for the second time today.

I weave in between students standing in the cafeteria, standing in shock as they watch 3 people try to restrain a rabid dog.

I slip through the doors and a laugh escapes me as my daily entertainment has been fulfilled.

“ Oh it’s you”

I look to my left and my biggest smile of the day creeps on my face.

“Best Boi!” I jump to hug him, he stops me by placing a hand on my head, I let out a whine as I struggle to touch him.

“You’re very loud today” he states boredly.

“Yes of course I am! I was playing with the dog and also stole some candy, which I tried to give to the dog but he didn’t want it” I pout, Shinsou doesn't even look surprised at my confession.

“ Did you at least have lunch?”

I stop trying to hug him and stood up straight, dread fills me “ Grace is going to murder me”

I whisper to him, he chuckles and reaches into his pocket, and pulls out a slice of lemon bread.

“ Can’t have the problem child dying”

My eyes widen as I stare at his outstretched hand.

“You’re stalking me”

“what - You know what I’m not even going to try to argue with you, but why would you assume that”

I swipe the package from his hand and beam at him, “because it’s my favorite snack”

He stands there, head empty no brain, 

“Oh, Alice there you are! I was wondering if I could have my cup back, its a limited edition DJ Khaled cup”

I look at shinshou with a guilty look, Present Mic appears down the hall strutting my way

“Gotta blast again! By best boi”

I salute him and put the bread in my mouth, like a true anime girl, and hop out the window escaping.

Grace

When I met up with Ava there was a weird purple ball stuck to her skirt and she needed to get her spare skirt out of her locker. As it turns out Ava needed my backpack because she accidentally put the slip of paper with her locker combination in one of my folders, but the one folder she needed was at home. We ended up spending a good 10-15 minutes looking for it before we finally went to her teacher. Who was nice enough to give me a pass to class because I was running late. I made it to class five minutes after the bell rang but luckily the teacher wasn’t there yet. Just as I placed my pencil pouch on my desk the door to the classroom slams open to reveal All Might, the number one hero standing on his toes with his hands on the door frame. He leans forward so that his weight is supported by his hands, and he’s standing in what seems to be a pose imitating flying. His cape flows into the classroom, and if I look closely I can see the fan positioned in the hallway behind him that he’s using to provide the breeze for his cape.

“I am here!”

The sound of excited murmuring begins to resonate around the classroom. All might does a weird march as he makes his way behind the teacher’s desk

Sir why are you walking like you have something stuck up your butt.

“Welcome to the most important class at U.A high! Think of it as heroing 101! Here you will learn the basics of being a pro and what it means to fight in the name of good!”

All might places one of his feet on the chair and turns so that his back is faced to us while he flexes to make his muscles even larger than they already are.

“Let’s get into it! Today’s lesson: pull no punches!” All might holds up a card that just says BATTLE. The class begins to talk in an uproar of excitement. “Hell yea finally some action!”  Bakugou’s loud voice in my ear sends a sharp pain through my skull. I turn in my seat so that I am face to face with him. “Bitch! Do that again! Yell in my ear again and see what happens to you! I know how to hide a body. They’ll never find you.” Bakugou slams his hands on his desk and gets closer to my face “ Are you threatening me!” A small smirk works its way onto my face. “It's not a threat. It’s a promise. Now if you don’t get out of my face I promise that I will punch you in yours.”

Before he can say anything else several slots in the wall open and shelves of number cases slide out. “ Part of being a hero is looking good so in each case is a costume based on the information that each of you provided before school started” the class once again starts to murmur in excitement. “ Young Grace, your hero costume just arrived this morning from your old school, so it is not with the rest of the classes. You will have to stop by the office to grab yours, so you are excused to go and collect that.” 

It didn’t take me long to get my costume and by the time I got back to the class the last person was grabbing their assigned case number and I was being ushered in the direction of the changing rooms.

After everyone was changed we made our way to the training ground beta. I couldn’t help but look around at everyone’s costumes. A green figure caught my attention. Is that midoriya? What the hell is he wearing? His costume was interesting, to say the least. It looked sort of like a mutant bunny. Wait a damn minute. Why does his costume look familiar? I try to figure out what or who his costume reminds me of until I feel a presence next to me when I look I see no one until I glance down to see Mineta standing way too close for comfort and staring at the exposed skin of my thigh. “Man, I love this school.” My face scrunches in disgust, but before I can do anything All Might begins talking again. All Might! My eyes dart back and forth between Midoriya’s costume and All Might. The more that I look the more the similarities stick out. Did he base his costume on All Might? 

“Alright, newbies each of you will step up and choose a letter from this box. This will determine what team you will be on. Since we have an uneven number of students one team will have three people instead of two.” One by one my classmates found their teams until it was my turn. I reached in and felt around until I finally was able to grasp a sheet of paper. Please not the same team as that pomeranian.Please not the same team as that pomeranian. I opened the slip and low and behold I’m on the same team as Katsuki Bakugou. Begrudgingly I walked over to Bakugou and Iida to wait for the rest of the class to finish drawing for their teams.

Once everyone was paired up for teams, All Might reached into the two boxes that had been sitting to the side labeled hero and villain. He raises his hands into the air in an extravagant manner while holding two balls. One with the letter A and the other with the letter D. “Team A will be the heroes and Team D you three will be the villains. Now go to your starting positions. The rest of the class and I will be watching. If things go too far I will stop the fight.” I follow Iida to where we need to go, but we each stop at All Might to get an earpiece so that we can talk to each other. 

Iida, Bakugou, and I were placed in a large room to guard a weapon. As we wait for All Might to announce the start I hear Bakugou grumbling to himself. “Yo hedgehog. What’s got your panties in a twist?” He doesn’t even spare me a glance. “Do you think that damn nerd has a quirk?” Iida speaks up before I have the opportunity to. “ Do you mean Midoriya? Of course, he has a quirk. How else would he have gotten into U.A. otherwise, and you saw him at the entrance exam.” Bakugou clenches his fist and the smell of caramel floods my nostrils. The static of the earpieces being activated sounds in our ears. “Let the battle begin!” Bakugou is the first to move, heading for the door right away. Iida starts to wave his hands around in a wild but robotic manner. “Bakugou where are you going? We need to stay-”“ You two just stay here and guard the weapon.” With that, he disappears into the hallway. “ Don’t worry Iida I’m still here.” He turns and looks down at me before his face turns a bright red color and he swiftly turns his head to look away from me. I glance down to try to figure out what has him so flustered, but I don't see the problem. When I look back at him he still refuses to look at me. “th-tha-. Let’s-um- let’s move  everything out of the floor so that when Uraraka and Midoriya come Uraraka can’t use her quirk.” After he gives instructions he just begins to move things around, while still avoiding looking in my direction. “Iida?” He hums while still moving things around. “Are you okay?” I start to move things around and off the floor. “I am fine Jackson, but thank you for your concern.” “Are you sure? Because you were really red.” Out of the corner of my eye, I see his back stiffen. “I am fine, I assure you.” I don’t believe you but I’ll leave it alone.

It takes us about ten minutes or so to move everything out of the floor and put them where Uraraka can’t use them. As we wait Iida starts to mumble to himself about how to be a good pretend villain. Slowly he starts to get louder until he’s taking in a boisterous voice in a stiff or of tone. I can’t help but to chuckle at his antics, and he turns and looks at me wide-eyed as if he had forgotten that I was here. He goes to speak, but I raise my hand to silence him when I hear something. It’s quiet for a moment before the faint sound of shuffling can be heard. “Did you hear that?” Iida looks at me with confusion written all over his face. “No, I did not hear anything.” The shuffling sound happens again. “There it is again.” Iida looks around. “Maybe it was Bakugou.” I continue to look around to try to find the source of the noise when a faint scent hits my nose. “ It’s not Bakugou. It doesn’t smell like caramel. It’s like a softer smell like flowers.” Iida looks around smelling the air. “Are you sure I don’t smell anything” I continue to observe the area before I spot a pink shoe peeking out from behind a pillar. “Trust me Iida if there is anything I am confident with it’s my sense of smell. And I'm also confident that Uraraka is currently hiding behind that pillar over there by the door.” A small squeak comes from the girl. 

As I go to take a step forward the building begins to shake and I end up on the floor. “Dammit, Bakugou! What the hell are you doing.” the earphone stays silent. “Bakugou I know that you can hear me!” A growl can be heard from his end of the line. “Shut the hell up. I’m handling my job. You handle yours.” The sound of static fills my ears, and I turn around to look at Iida. “Did-did he just turn his earpiece off?” All that he offers is a blank expression. The building shakes again this time a few pieces of the ceiling fall and we have to cover our heads. Once the building settles and debris no longer rains I wait a moment before I stand just to make sure that the building won’t start shaking again.

I start to dust off my pants when I notice movement out of the side of my eye. I look over to see Uraraka moving from her place behind the pillar and start running towards the weapon. “Iida!” The sound of his engines fills the room as I charge forward towards the brunette. “Got it!”  I throw myself forward and tackle Uraraka before she can get any further. It becomes a mess of hands flying between the two of us. Don’t touch me! Don’t touch me! You are not pennywise and we don’t all float here!  The building shaking again distracts me for a moment, but it gives her an opening and she places a hand on my arm while activating her quirk. Slowly the floor starts to get further away, and I try to reach out to grab anything that can steady me without success. Instead of floating straight up like I had expected, I can feel myself start to float in the direction that Iida and I had been standing. Suddenly I feel my stomach sink and my body is no longer weightless as I slam down into the floor knocking all of the air out of me. I’m gonna remember that.

It takes a moment for me to regain my breath, but when I finally do Iida reaches his hand out to help me up. The sound of Urarka talking into her comm reaches my ears and I look over to see her grabbing onto a pillar. What are you- the building begins to shake again, but this time stronger than before. “Iida I would grab onto something if I were you.” Before either of us could move a giant explosion blasted up through the floor. To keep my balance I grabbed onto Iida. When the explosion stopped a cloud of dust remained. Something seemed to be moving within the dust and I squinted to try to make out what it was. The shape of rocks moving towards us became more apparent and the two of us ducked to cover our heads. From behind us, we heard the sound of Uraraka cheering as she came in contact with the weapon.

“The hero team wins!” It is what it is. The three of us walk down to the ground level where a medical bed is taking Midoriya away to Recovery Girl through the giant hole in the side of the building. All Might stands there amongst the rubble watching as the bed carries away one of his students. He turns to look at the remaining four of us and leads us in the direction of the observation room.  The class is silent as we walk in. All Might walks to his chair and turns to look at the four of us. “While the heroes may have won this fight the true MVPs were Iida and Grace.” Mummers fill the room as our classmates talk amongst themselves. “Does anyone know why?” Momo steps forward. “The two of them discussed a plan to ensure that their opponent was at a disadvantage. They were aware of their opponent’s skill and prepared for it. They were aware of their surroundings, Grace especially. While it is okay to separate sometimes on a mission it is best to stay together, and that is what they did.” I glance over at Bakugou, but he’s looking down with his hands clenched into a fist and his teeth clenched. All Might called for the next group to go, but I didn’t pay attention to who was next, instead I chose to sit in the corner of the room and take a nap.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

After everyone completed the training exercise All Might excused us to go change and head back to the class. I was the first back in the classroom. Rather than sit at my desk, I perched myself on the windowsill to watch the world outside. Slowly everyone began to trickle back into the classroom, all except Bakugou, and the classroom began to bustle with noise once again. The door to the classroom opens and I turn to see who it is. Midoriya stands in the doorway with his arm lightly wrapped up. Everybody crowds around Midoriya, but I remain where I am staring out the window. 

A familiar head of blond hair emerges from the school. I move to grab my bag, but before I leave the window I notice a head of green hair that can only be midoriya chasing after Bakugou. The two of them seem to talk, well Midoriya seems to be talking, Bakugou seems to be yelling. Bakugou turns to walk away again, but All Might appears practically out of thin air. Bakugou keeps his back to the two of them as All Might talks to him. The interaction doesn’t last long before Bakugou starts to walk away again. All Might and Deku stand there for a moment before All Might places a hand on his shoulder and leads him back into the building. While Bakugou is still in sight I grab my backpack off of the ground and throw the window open. I jump out Alice style and a familiar tingling sensation radiates between my shoulder blades as a pair of blue and purple butterfly wings sprout. I flutter over just behind the angry blonde and will my wings away. I walk a little faster to stand beside him and then slow down so that I can walk beside him as he stomps away like a little gremlin. He doesn’t look over at me, but I can tell that he knows that it’s me. “What the hell do you want?” What do I want? Why am I even here? He's not my friend. He's not even an acquaintance. I step in front of him and stop causing him to stop as well. For the first time, I offer him a small smile. “Let’s go grab frozen yogurt. My treat.” I don’t give him time, I just grab his wrist and drag him to the shop that I saw on the walk to school this morning.

When we get there the young man at the front counter greets us in a bubbly tone as he hands us our cups to go fill up. I filled my cup with coconut froyo topped with strawberry boba, coconut shavings, and three cherries. when I walk to the register bakugou is already standing there with his cup half full of chocolate with some granola and a single cherry.” you sure that’s all you want? I don’t mind, Ava usually gets two full cups when I pay so if you're concerned about the price being too high don’t worry about it.” He scowls at me a growl bubbling up from the back of his throat.” Shut the hell up and weigh your cup.” I place my cup on the scale and raise my hands in mock surrender.” All alright, alright I was just being nice.” I reach behind me to grab my wallet out of my bag. When I finally find it and turn around to pay I see the clerk handing Bakugou money.” What are you doing? I was gonna pay for your stuff.”Bakugou shoves his money angrily back into his pocket and yanks his froyo off of the scale.” I don’t need some damn extra paying for my food when I am perfectly capable of doing it myself. Now grab you shit so we can go.” Bakugou doesn’t even wait for me before he walks out of the shop. I turn and thank the guy behind the counter before I grab my froyo and follow after Bakugou. We walk in silence as we eat until in the distance I spot a park and dash toward it.” Hey, where the hell are you going!” I spot a trashcan and as I dash past it I throw away my cup but continue my path to my destination. When I reach the object behind my excitement I throw down my backpack and practically throw myself into the seat of the swing. By the time Bakugou reaches me I've obtained a pretty good height.” What the hell was that!” I close my eyes as the wind whips past me.” I haven’t been on a swing since I was a kid! My mom used to bring my sisters and me to the park all the time before-.” A memory flashes behind my eyelids and I snap my eyes open. I stop kicking my legs and my swing slowly loses momentum until it just slightly sways. Bakugou looks at me with the same scowl on his face but a gleam of curiosity sparks in his eyes.” Why don’t you sit with me. Not on the same swing of course, but it’s a nice day out today. the fresh air will do you some good.” he looked down at me like I was stupid for a moment. To be honest, at this moment I feel stupid. In the end, he sits down on the swing.his swing slightly sways as he rocks back and forth on the heels of his feet. 

A nice silence settles between the two of us that lasts for maybe ten to fifteen minutes before Bakugou breaks the silence.” Why did you invite me to get frozen yogurt with you?” I look over at him, but he’s looking straight ahead. “First of all, just say froyo dude. And I guess you just seemed like you needed a pick me up.” He looks over at me, his signature scowl plastered on his face. “So what is this out of pity or something! I don’t need pity from some damn extra! I don’t need pity from anyone!” In his tangent, he stood from his swing and moved in front to stand in front of me. “ Woah, Woah, Woah. who said anything about pity. Because I know damn well that word never left my mouth. Did you hear me say ‘oh poor Bakugou’? No cause those words never left my lips. I tried to be nice because even though I don't know what it is that made you mad, frustrated, or whatever emotion you're feeling I know what it’s like to be suffering by yourself. When you're so blinded by whatever you're feeling that it feels like you're drowning in it, but I also know what it’s like to have someone with you even if it’s just sitting in silence together. I was trying to be nice, but you wanted to be an bitch. Do me a favor and get your head out of your ass because it ain’t a hat. Now if you excuse me I’m going home.” I push past him and grab my bag as I begin the journey home.

[bayrut]

🎤 heeyyy <3

lee i have your voice printed in my brain i think you’re the only person who i actually read their tags in their real voice and it’s because your voice is you. it’s so good in every way. you’re always lowkey humming, sometimes i read your tags and then check discord to see what song you were listening to when you wrote those tags. your laugh is loud and clear and special and i love it, it’s lovely like the sun. when you’re offended you do that sound idk how to describe it but you must know what i mean and it’s lovely i love it i love you.

if you’re complaining about something your voice goes higher in pitch but it’s not like a whiny baby. i know i once said you sound like a whiny baby when you complain but that was just to mess with you. when you’re complaining/annoyed your voice goes higher in pitch and i feel like i personally am guilty for it and i must fight everyone in the whole world and the galaxy just to make things right.

i think you sound a lot like louis, i mean not in pitch, but the way you talk. you express your emotions via your voice, and it doesn’t sound over-dramatic, because it isn’t. it’s not for show. you just express emotions well. you know when you see a louis gif and you’re like wow i can hear it? because he talks special and he talks with emotion? that’s you i just read stuff and i’m like wow i hear it in lee’s voice even though i haven’t heard it in months.

over the last few months we’ve talked a lot and you’re one of the people that means most to me on here (if not most). before i post a drawing i think, will lee enjoy this? you might be like what is she on about how’s that related, well, i just mean to say your voice has become one of my faves, i now associate it with deep and real friendship

mutuals send me a 🎤 and i’ll describe what your voice sounds like in my head

[heytherefandoms]

Quarantine/Pass-time tag

@lost-in-interpreting​ tagged me - thanks!! Still can’t believe an actual real person who’s an actual real translator/interpreter knows I exist lol

1. How has your day been?

It was okay, all things considered. I slept late as always because now I’m constantly even more tired than usual, and did only little uni work, but I picked up my shopping and baked cake and then took 40 minutes to give it to 4 next-door neighbors (with 1m distance, of course) because everyone’s quite chatty atm. Still waiting for the antidepressants to truly start working, but I’ll get there. 

A friend low-key complained about stuff on her house building site going very slowly now ofc and immediately said it’s complaining on a high comfort level, and I agree. I’m thankful we’re being hit relatively low compared to other countries.

2. What’s the last thing that made you smile?

My dumbass cat playing with the valerian bag I made her (counting days until she rips it apart... gotta make the next one out of denim). 

Also, this:

!!!!!

3. What’s keeping you entertained these days?

Uni stuff, although I’m not quite nailing this self-studying yet. Also tumblr, my cats, duolingo (hello owl, I know I still need to do the lessons, shut it), I’m trying to read a few pages of my current book at least but somehow it’s hard, cooking, baking, Netflix, walking the neighbor’s dog, skyping with friends. binge-listening to old and new songs. Also Animal Crossing: New Leaf, because my sister bought it like three weeks ago so yk what that means: I moved into her town and bother her by putting traps around her house or sending her moldy fruit in letters. She puts garbage cans in front of my house and steals my flowers.

4. If you are in some kind of self-isolation/quarantine, is there anything you’d like to achive in this time?

No. Originally I thought, oh, this is the perfect time to do this and this and this and this and..... but yk. Then I saw ppl saying we’re in a worldwide pandemic, not a competition to learn a new language and lose 10kg and all those goals “influencers” are promoting now.

I just wanna stay healthy, hope this passes soon without causing any more damage than absolutely can’t be avoided, and dye my hair in all the colors I can find that my friends don’t approve of because they’re whiny babies (”but your hair is so beautiful! and blonde!! you won’t ever get it out again!!!” I know thanks) and eventually cut it short, like no longer than shoulders and also in a wlw style (”but short hair doesn’t fit your face....” you’d never say that to any man ever and also idc now’s the perfect time to try things with my hair since I’m only out for walks and grocery shopping and also I can’t be bothered to give a rat’s ass anymore if people think it looks shit). Also I wear a lot of ill-fitting clothes - today’s grocery shopping outfit: neon pink shoes, black tights under red short pants, blue/yellow/white flower-ish button up/blouse thing, and the blue cotton jacket I steal from my sister because it’s more comfortable than my jacket. Also neon pink/slowly fading at the hairline hair. Loving it.

5. Post a selfie! OR post an image that best depicts you! (whatever you feel best with!)

Oh! The day before the lockdown was announced, my friend, my sister and I went hiking - really glad I went bc I didn’t want to bc it was In The Morning, and my friend took a picture of me that’s maybe the first decent one of me in ages!

I feel like this has some wlw energy and I love it.

Also, my cats, because I love them and you are required by law to see them, or Miette will come for you: 

Bellamy

Her face says: why you take picture of me??? no petting?? only pictures??? jail!!! jail for you until you learn!!!

Loki: will drinking out of the bird’s water bowl make them think I’m a bird and trust me? afternoon snack?

Sissi, who passed away  in November 2017, and who all my friends said looked at you like a murderer. fools.

Finally, my dog Susi, who passed away in Spring 2014. Somewhere, she is chasing cats and stealing their food now  💜 

Tagging @the-real-daddy-van-der-bellen​ because I think you’re bored, @languages-and-else​ because I know you like tag games, and anyone else who wants to, because I’m tired but absolutely not going to bed now, instead crying listening to Broken Home by 5sos, because I only wanted to quickly listen to one song and now here I am, 2 hours later. Oh well.

[yeontanismypresident]

Cramps | jhs

a/n: just a short drabble about hobi relieving your period cramps. i wrote this for the loml and decided to just post it as well haha.

word count: 559

genre: fluff 

tagging: if you want to be tagged in future writings, let me know here! 

You groaned, holding your stomach as you curled in on yourself, the pain too much to handle. It had been three days, though it felt like it’s been years, and you didn’t know what to do. Your normal remedies weren’t working; the aspirin felt as if you hadn’t even taken it and your heating pad was broken. Groaning once more, you rolled so your back faced the other individual in the room. 

Hoseok, who was sitting at your desk, working on some lyrics, looked over at you when he heard your discomfort, “Y/n, baby, what’s wrong?” Even though you couldn’t see his face, you knew he had an adorable pout and it resulted in a small smile to creep onto your own. 

“I’m on my period and these cramps hurt like a bitch,” you complained, voice whiny. Hearing Hoseok get up and his footsteps near you, you then felt the spot next to you dip. 

The male laid down beside you, wrapping his arms around your waist, snuggled you close and cooed, “Awh, my poor baby, want a massage?” Thinking it over, you made a mental list of pros and cons. Pros; you’d get to feel his warm hands on your lower stomach and back, you’ve seen the way he massages the other members and how their faces contort into pleasure. Cons; you’ll most likely get turned on and won’t be able to do anything about it. Fuck it. 

“Yes please,” you said, allowing Hoseok to flip you onto your stomach. He got on top of you, sitting down on your thighs and taking in the sight of you. God, you were absolutely gorgeous and you didn’t even know it. You were only dressed in a large shirt -which he could tell was one you had stolen from his closet- and red panties. Grabbing the lotion that was on the bedside table, he squirted a decent amount onto his palm, rubbing his hands together so it wouldn’t be too cold. 

He gently started to knead your upper-middle back, gradually making his way down to your lower back. The feeling of his warm, large hands on her back caused goose bumps to rise on your skin and shivers run up your spine. The room was filled with your whimpers, moans, groans and whines. Hoseok bit his lower lip, hard, loving the sounds you were making, wishing it was for a different reason. The massage went on for fifteen more minutes before Hoseok’s hands started to cramp. 

“Thank you, Hobi. You didn’t have to do that for me,” you mumbled, barely able to keep your eyes open as you glanced over your shoulder to see the bright smile he was wearing. 

He leaned down, planting tiny kisses on her smooth skin, his voice quiet and cocky, “Of course. What kind of boyfriend would I be if I didn’t?” You felt the smirk that was gracing his beautiful features and tried to suppress the shivers that were threatening to appear. What you wanted to do was roll on top of him and kiss him passionately. Instead, you faced him and gave him a soft, short kiss on the lips and closed your eyes, resting your head on his chest. The last words you heard before falling asleep, was ‘I love you’ the gentle thuds of his beating heart lulling you into unconsciousness. 

tags: @kingsuckjin @sugasheart @ddaengyoonmin @chloefran @miko-miko-rin

[bunnis-babes]

More Opinions? In My Fandom?

Probably gonna get hate, blah blah blah, I don’t care. I’m putting this out there. Don’t read if you’re in the mood to hate, be civil.

-Ochako is fucking creepy. Well, in a way she is. Like, the way horikoshi portrays her is really wild and just freaks me out. There are literally frames where she is drawn intentionally freaky looking and just... I dunno I get creeped out by some things Horikoshi has done with her.

-Another Ochako thing is, I just don’t like what she’s become. It’s like she is only there to being in love with Izuku and make him look good... sure she has her moments but like... I don’t like her in the manga. I just feel like she’s under-developed and would be more interesting as someone who is more like Toga, or was even a traitor.(But the way she is portrayed by the fandom is v nice, surprisingly.)

-Speaking offfffff, Villains. They’re so great and all that jazz, but y’all need to stop sticking up for what they’re doing. It’s bad, there are no excuses. Yes we feel bad for Shigaraki and Dabi, but hell if I’m gonna be like “Congrats for killing innocents because y’all are psychos with abusive parents...” no. Stop it.

-Uhhh, endeavor. He’s a hot topic. *ba-dum-tiss* But for real, I don’t think I properly got across my feeling about his redemption in the last one. I do not think his actions should go unpunished. He should be relinquished of his hero title and go to jail. But, I really do want him to want to get better and start to heal his family’s relationships, because if he doesn’t... I don’t think the Todoroki’s will get the happiest ending. I feel him getting better and doing good by them is the best thing for him and everyone in the family.

-H a w k s. Okay so. This mf... as much as I want things to end happily for him, they won’t. He’ll either be caught by public and lose his hero title, or be killed by the league. I really don’t see much else happening with him, but I wish I could say something else would happen. So Horikoshi for the love of those bright red wings, please give him a happy ending.

-Anyway... I don’t get some ships... like some just feel forced and aren’t compatible at all... sorry not sorry.

-Why? The fuck?? Is Koji x Jiro??? Not more popular????

-Why do people complain about the oversexulization of Kirishima and Momo? Like I guess I understand Momo, but Kiri? Do y’all know how his quirk works?? He’d be shirtless in the end anyway, so why wear on in the first place smh. Like their quirks kind of require more skin to be shown, so uhhhhh don’t complain. (Edit: Momo is fine as she is, and I don’t need to appease you)

-Y’all hate on menita a lot when Kaminari is pretty damn bad himself. Kami is more of a closet perv than menita, and wayyyy more tame. But he clearly isn’t shy about being a creep in some situations. Aka the pool scene. (I love him tho lmao, which is another problem, like. He’s pretty so it’s excusable? No. Fuck off with your double standards.)

-Mischaracterization anyone? Especially with Bakugou, Todoroki, Midoriya, and most of the Maijor characters you say? Well my my, where the hell do we start?

-Midoriya is not just a whiny baby who gets things handed to him. I have no. Fucking. Clue. How that got into your heads. He is by far one of the most hard working, intelligent characters in the series. Sure he has his bad moments, sure he does things like get frustrated and cry like the average human would in his situation. But that is not all he is, he can be strong and confident when he wants something. He pushes for what he sees is right and he cares for everyone. He is literally the perfect example of a hero - and none of us have the fucking right to degrade him to a whiny child.

-Bakugou. Oh. My. God. He is not just an angry little brat. He is a brat, sure, I’ll give you that. But he is more than that, he is hard working, to the point he pushes over his breaking point several times. He is broken, he is hurting, and yet he pushes himself further and further until it’s too much. He clearly has so much respect for heroes - and what I’m seeing is developing respect for Izuku - and he really does want to be one, but he needs help to do that. ALSO! He isn’t always angry, that is 100% a front. He really is capable of sitting down and relaxing with his friends, and he has tons of respect for them. Like, idk why people are so needlessly changing him

-I could go on and on for days with those two alone, I’m sorry. (Also, I’m sleepy so these are probably not making any sense)

-Okay. I don’t understand this fandom anymore. And this is about to get pretty real... this fandom is getting more and more toxic by the day. Ships are being shoved down throats, people hate mindlessly - hell we aren’t even allowed to have opinions anymore, so idk what I’m making this post. What was once a paradise for me, an escape, has become a hell hole. I’m lucky enough I’ve made good friends who respect me and follow people who are great, but when I open the tags I typically am exposed to toxic behavior. I wish I didn’t have to say this, I shouldn’t have to say it, but respect others opinions. They will never be exactly like yours, so stop forcing it and let them be happy and yourself be happy and coexist with different thoughts. Damn.

It’s late, so these might be questionably written, but I think they’re getting across what I want to say. (The Izuku And Katsuki rants might not be well written, but I don’t want to re-write them so there.) Also, I don’t hate these character that I’ve “trash talked” I’m just pointing things out that I’ve noticed with them. If you don’t see it that way, just accept I have different opinions.

[fiesta-freddie]

Opposites Attract Pt.3| Teddy boy! John x reader

A/n: I finally finished it y’all! Sorry it took like 300 hundred years to post this though :( Anyways I hope you enjoy this, I’m really excited for the next few chapters. If you’d like to be added to the tag list let me know! Feedback is always appreciated! Enjoy!

Summary: Your from the posh part of town, uptown to be exact. Never in a million years would you have thought to befriend a group to Teddy boys. But maybe it might be one of the best decisions you’ve made so far

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“Here we are.” George said pulling up to a building that had the words Cavern Club across the top. It wasn’t the worst, especially for being downtown.

One by one you each shuffled out of the car and onto the sidewalk.

You examined the building from the outside. There were a few spots where the paint was chipping off, but other than that it seemed to be a good condition.

John held the door open as each of you walked inside. He gave you a wink as you walked by and you gave him a cheeky smile in return, only to which he grinned.

Once you were inside it was a completely different scene. There wasn’t a lot of people, considering it was the middle of the day, nonetheless the people who were there still managed to get wasted. It was darker inside and louder. There was a stage with a band that was playing a few songs, none that you had ever heard before. Probably a few of their own.

As you looked around you noticed how much you stood out from everyone else with your baby blue dress and flat bottoms. All the boys seemed to be wearing leather jackets and jeans, or greasy shirts that were rolled up past their elbows. There were a few women there but none of them dressed like you. Some were dressed just like the men and others had on minimal clothing.

“So what do you think of the place?” George asked you from behind, raising his voice a bit so that way you could hear him

“Well, it isn’t the worst thing ever.” You said truthfully

He rolled his eyes playfully at you. “You’ll get used to it sooner or later. How about a drink?”

You nodded in agreement instead of trying to talk over all the noise. You both walked up to the bar where the other three boys were already sitting. “Two beers please.” George said to the bartender.

You took a seat on a bar stool while you waited for your drink, looking around a bit more.

“A different scene than your used to I’m guessing?” Ringo asked, just like George had minutes before.

“Well, I mean yes. We don’t have anything quite like this uptown. But a change in scenery is always nice.” You said. Ringo nodded.

“So Y/N,” you heard John say from the other side of you. You were positioned right between the boys. Paul and John on your left and Ringo and George on your right. “Tell us about yourself. Surely a pretty bird like you has an interesting background eh?” He said with a wink. Charming.

“Well what do you want to know?” You asked him as you grabbed your drink from the bartender, thanking him with a nod

“Surely you grew up a lot more privileged than we did. What’s it like?”

“It has its perks I guess.” You said as you shrugged. The boys looked at you, waiting for you to say more. We’re they really that interested in your life? What were you supposed to say? “I mean most of the people I know in my life grew I up the way I did. Some people just take advantage of it I suppose.” You continued

“What do you mean take advantage?” George asked

“Most of my friends. They'll ask for something and usually end up getting it. Their parents hardly ever say no to them. And if it’s not something from their parents, it’s from their boyfriends.” You said rolling your eyes. You looked at the boys and saw looks of confusion on their faces. Were you really complaining about having a good life? A better life than they had ever experienced?

“Well what about you?” John asked you, nudging your shoulder a bit with his arm

“Pardon?”

“Surely you’ve had your fair share of things like that, haven’t ya?”

You were taken back by Johns question. Maybe you have, but it never occurred to you. You stopped asking your parents for money and nice things quite some time ago. Sure the life you had was nice, but it wasn’t for you.

“I suppose you do have a point. But I guess I’m just tired of the posh girl life? If that even makes sense.” The boys nodded, seeming to understand what you meant

“What’s so bad about the life you’ve got, love?”

You took a deep sigh before answering “Everyone expects so much from you. Your expected to finish school, to be proper about everything, to dress nice. Everything is handed to you and you never have to work for anything. People expect you to marry into a rich family too, even if there’s no love. And other people who are from different parts of town only see you as snobby and money hungry. You have a reputation when you come into the world without getting the chance to make one for yourself. Sometimes I wish I could’ve just been born into a working-class family” You ranted on.

The boys looked at you in astonishment, like that was the last thing they would’ve expected to come out of your mouth. Which to be fair, it probably was.

“I don’t think I’ve ever heard anyone like you complain about their life.” George said

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to come off as whiny or spoiled.” You said looking down.

“No no, it’s fine. I think it’s interesting to hear it from a different point of view.”

You looked over in George’s direction and gave him a sweet smile.

“But why would you want to live the life of a working-class citizen?” Ringo asked from behind George

“I just want change. I know it may not look like it, but I’m actually quite an adventurous person. I like to travel and discover new things, but there’s too much holding me back. There are some days where I would give anything just to live like one of you guys. Not having to worry about what others think. I want to be able to stay out late, walking around the streets under the stars, I want to listen to bands play in pubs, enjoying the music up close instead of from afar.” You said with much expression in your face. Getting a chance to talk about this kind of thing always made you perk up. Yeah you mentioned it to your friends a few times but they never seemed to care, no one did. No one really understood why you would want that kind of thing, no one except the boys.

“Our lives aren’t all that great either,” George began. You smiled faded slowly as he kept talking. “Some of us struggle from day to day just to eat. Some of us don’t even have our own bed to sleep in, or a house for that matter. There’s always someone somewhere getting in an alley fight or in trouble with an officer. It’s not as great as you think it is. Sure we have a bit more freedom than you might but that’s not always a good thing.” George said. You looked over to Ringo and he nodded in agreement. Paul and John did the same when you looked over at them.

You expected to hear that they had troubles. Obviously their life wasn’t as grand as yours, and you knew that. But you didn’t know it was this bad “Why is having freedom a bad thing though?”

“Ah love, you don’t understand. When your younger you don’t think about it as much. But as you start to get older you realize you only have the amount of freedom you’ve got because your parents don’t want to make time for you.” George said

“You don’t have any guidance. No role model to look up to, so you roam around doing whatever. Sometimes you get involved with the wrong crowd and get into trouble. And it’s not like our parents give a shit because their all either two things.” John chimed in

“And what would that be?”

“Alcoholics or dead.”

Your eyes widened at his words. You didn’t realize how much worse their situation actually was. Of course you had always heard stories about downtown people getting into more trouble, but you never understood why until now. “I- John- I don’t-.” You stumbled on your words thinking of something to say, but you couldn’t. “I’m so sorry I don’t know what to say, I didn’t realize how hard your guys lives really are. God I feel like such an asshole now. I’m so sorry.” You said putting your head into your hands.

“Hey it’s okay, you don’t need to be sorry.” John said placing a reassuring hand on your shoulder. You looked up at him and he gave you a soft smile, one that was genuine. You did the same

“Yeah don’t worry about it Y/N, were used to telling our story.” Ringo said

A moment of silence fell upon the five of you. Nobody said anything. All that could be heard were the voices of the people behind you and the band playing their music in the background.”

The bartender walked over. “‘Nother round?” He asked. All four boys pushed their glasses his way saying ‘yes’ and ‘thanks’ as they did. He looked at you. “What about you?” He asked. You simply shook your head no politely. “I’m good, thank you though.” You said. He nodded and then headed off to refill the other four glasses.

“Y/N? Didn’t you mention something about bands playing in pubs earlier?” Paul asked breaking the silence

“Yeah I did actually, now that I think back on it. Why do you ask?”

“Well we uh actually do that...sometimes.” He said gesturing to the three other boys. They nodded. It was something they were proud of and you could tell by the way they smiled

“You play in pubs?” You asked him. This was something you never would have expected from them. You had to admit though it was quite interesting to learn. They did give off a boy bandish vibe however, they all dressed fairly the same, they were attractive in one way or another (although you would never tell any of them that) and they seemed to have the right personality for it too.

“We sure do, love. It’s quite fun actually.” John said

“Where at?”

“Well it depends on wherever we can get a gig. We’ve played here at the Cavern a few times, some other places too.”

“So you guys are aspiring musicians then, hoping to make it big?”

“You’d be right about that. We hope to, not every band is successful in the end though. We figure if we play enough times in a few different places we’re bound to be discovered by someone, right? And then who knows what’ll happen from there. It’s a good way to make a little extra money too.” George said

“Hey Y/N!” Ringo said, suddenly perking up. It was cute to watch him, he looked like a five year old in a candy store they way his face lit up and a smile spread across his face “I have an idea! You should come to one of our gigs, we have one here Thursday night!”

Upon hearing Ringo's words the others seemed to perk up as well, seemingly agreeing with what he was saying.

“Yeah Y/N! You should!”

“Yeah yeah you should, really!”

“That’s an awfully nice gesture Ringo. Believe me I would really love to but I’m not sure. I mean I don’t even have a ride, my cars in the shop remember?.”

“Awww come on please? We could give you a ride if you needed one.” George said, he had a puppy dog look in his eyes that you couldn’t say no to. Dammit

“Well I mean, I guess I could. I do suppose I don’t have any plans for Thursday night as of right now.” You said teetering with the idea of it in your head, the boys fell silent and they seemed more focused as they waited for you to give your final answer. It could be fun, definitely a new experience too. I mean you were just talking about how much of an adventurous person you were.

A grin grew on your face the more you thought about it. All you would have to do is make up an excuse for going out Thursday night, it’s not like your parents would care anyways.

You threw your hands up in the air. “Oh what the hell, sure I’ll come!” You said with a smile on your face. The boys all cheered when you said this, obviously they were happy with your answer and you were happy with your decision too. What’s the worst that could happen?

“I promise Y/N, it’ll be the best bloody night of your life!” George said

“I can’t wait.”

———-

Taglist: @givemequeen @harrimoon @beatlevmania @lovemybrowneyedboy @johnlennonssucculant @lizvxx

[ilikethemwings]

Intro: “welcome to Interview with the Vampire”, the movie about the saddest vampires in the world

Amanda: already snorting

Welcome to: Erin and @deityofdeception watch Interview with the Vampire (her first time)

I’m so excited

Amanda: *looks at Anne Rice*: “she looks like she would write this book”

*Antonio appears onscreen* me: “I love him so much”

A: “why are we in San Francisco? Me: “..... that’s where he lives?” A: “but I thought. okay. I’m just gonna go with it”

me explaining why it’s the 90s:

“it’s...

the interview....

with the vampire”

*looking at interviewer* A: “hm. he’s gonna get murdered.”

“told ya he’s gonna get murdered” (he has not been murdered)

A: “that’s how they show he moves fast? using a whiplash sound?”

A: “uck, they did the thing. with the hands.” (talking about their bad nails)

Louis talking, Amanda *quietly*: “Oh please”

once again: “he’s gonna kill him”

Louis: “I couldn’t bear the pain of their loss” A: “So I hung out in a graveyard”

A: “I feel very defeated” Me: “Why?!” A: *offers no explanation*

A: *faking incredulity* is that Lestat?

A: “there’s no way that’s not Lestat”

*whore drops to her knees* A: Oh! *pushes hands to cheeks*

Lestat pulls Louis into the air, A: “what? this is very homoerotic. also why are they flying”

A: “wait, you said he had to drink the other guy’s blood” me: “he’s not turnt yet!”

A: “uck. what a drama boy.” (I forget which one this was about)

general facial expression: dismayed skepticism

Me: “they love the light but they can’t be in it anymore” A: “kay. that’s kind of sad I guess”

A: “there’s nothing about this that is not homoerotic”

A:“he just wanted a vampire boyfriend that’s literally it”

me: “he’s so gross. he bleeds all over his lace.”

A: “good makeup though.”

A: “he’s secreting. just not, on screen.”

*angel statue opens eyes* A: “ooh, ooh, don’t like that”

A: *about Louis*: “Don’t be so dramatic, this is stupid!”

me, @ Lestat: “Gross. brush your teeth.”

A: “ew, no, that is entirely too much tongue.” Me: “I don’t think it’s the tongue we’re worried about.”

insert snapchat video i sent to @branchlikeatree

A: “was he squeezing the rat? that’s not! that’s not how anatomy works! i don’t know, maybe for a rat it is”

Lestat: read her thoughts, Amanda: what? , Lestat: read her thoughts, A: *sighs*

A: “oh there’s that stupid thumb thing again”

A: “why did she kiss his nose??” 

A: *poodle dies* What?! *hides in blanket*

A: “oh, look at that flyline”

A: “what an ASShole”

Lestat: “life without me would be even more unbearable”, Amanda: “yeah, i stand by my statement”

“the nails!”

A: “is he gonna murder all of them? he’s gonna murder all of them”

A: “uck, those sleeves! honestly it’s a miracle he doesn’t set himself on fire on this scene”

A: *about Lestat* ooh, he mad, me: *chokes on donut*

sorry, multiple minutes of snapchat videos

“there’s no movie that’s too serious for bloopers”

A: “oh look at all those rats, capri suns..... oh no, I was kidding!”

A: “why is he walking like he’s injured?” Me: “because his heart hurts” “oh...okay”

A: “so they’re her dads”

A: “he has a gif-- hnnnnn the gift is the kid”

more snapchat videos, general dismay

Me, about Lestat/Tom Cruise: “I love... his hands. I really like... his hands.” A: “it’s a Good Look”

A: “she handled that a lot better than Louis did” A: “well Louis is a big baby”

A: “he makes a good dad but that was super manipulative” Me: “hhheee’s a bad person, amanda”

A: “that’s why he made you too, he wanted a boyfriend” “he... wanted a boyfriend?” “........yes” (post-movie: Still confused. She’s not explaining herself well)

A: “oh he’s so proud. he’s so proud of his little, murder child”

A: “character development! not for the better, but okay!”

A: “mercy kill!” Me: “What?” A: “this is leading to nothing but a mercy kill!” *me snorting*

A: “oh no is lestat gonna kill her???” insert me snorting more

A: *sees dead body in Claudia’s bed* “UH”

A: “Her hair’s never gonna grow back is it”

lmao

vaguely serious scenes, Amanda: “I’m mad I’m having feelings”

A: *Claudia runs off* “is she never seen again?” me: “... no” A: “wait, are you saying that she’s never seen again or that she’s seen again with skunk boy” SKUNK BOY

A: “oh there she is”

A: “are they gonna burn another house down?” me: *snorts again*

Lestat playing piano, Amanda: “I fully expected journey to start playing”

Lestat: “we forgive each other then?” Amanda: “aw”

Lestat: *actively bleeding out* me: “he’s fine”

*putting Lestat’s body in the swamp* Amanda: ew, ew, ew, ew, ew

A: “what, no, crocodiles? what the hell is going on?”

me, matter-of-factly: “they’re alligators”

A: “hnnn does Armand live in the swamp? (he should)

A: “I mean, is Lestat actually dead? Me: “I mean, did he look alive to you?” A: “no, but I don’t trust him”

A: “ope, there he is. I told you he wasn’t dead”

A: “do they light him on fire?” Me: “Louis does have a penchant for lighting things on fire” A: “I noticed”

Me: “sounds like the intro to a muse song” A: “it does”

A: *sarcastically*: “oh poor baby, you had to drink the blood of animals” A: “yeah like reptiles” A: *higher pitched* “he looks like the cRyPt KeEpEr!” (Amanda later explained this is from Freaky Friday)

A: “they lit him on fire! I told you they were gonna light him on fire!”

*Lestat, on fire, crawling on the ceiling* Amanda: “oh shut up, drama baby, you’re fine”

A: *uncertainly* “He’s not dead. *more insistently* He’s not dead!”

ME: “it’s like RENT, everyone is a terrible person but they kind of have a point”

A: “if i was one of the theatre vampires (she is) I think I would hate Lestat” Me: “oh yeah no, Armand detests Lestat”

PART 2 GO

“I had to like, psych myself up” (she later admits she was worried that Lestat wouldn’t be involved. She is in love)

me: “lookit him in that fur coat” A: “okay, Lestat rubbed off on you, buddy.”

A: *about Louis and Claudia* “are they like, in weird vampire love?” “...no”

Me: “I wonder how they did this [Santiago under the bridge], probably a camera on the ceiling” Amanda (at the same time): “he’s an actual vampire”

Santiago: “each one of you my clammy hands must touch”  Amanda: “don’t like that”

*Armand appears* Amanda, who didn’t see him rise from the background: “oh, shut up”

A: “why are his eyes red? this isn’t Twilight” Me: “they’re gold, so it is twilight” A *whiny, indignant*: “nuh UH! Because in Twilight--” *woman runs to Armand* “--aw”

A: *vampire play ends* “is no one gonna talk about this?”

Me, bitterly, about Armand: “He is NOT redeemable”

Also me, three seconds later: “I love him”

*Armand runs his fingers through fire* A: “Oh” (mood)

A: “I don’t know what you’re complaining about, his wig is fine” me, indignant: “okay, no, they should have given him a shorter ponytail with a ribbon. If he turned into his most beautiful form [originally], that ain’t it”

*shot of Armand and Louis two inches apart* A: “KISS!”

*Armand leaning up on the pillar like he hasn’t been there for the last four hours* me: he looks sO GoOd

me, rapidly: “my hair doesn’t look like his anymore so I’m free. I’m free!”

A: “so is Lestat like, actually dead?” Me, eyebrows raised: “Seems like it!”

A: “is Lestat about to like, rip everybody to shreds? because that’s what I want to happen”

*Louis, trapped in the coffin in the wall* A: “LoUiS!”

A: “He can PERISH! I’M MAD! Like actually mad!”

A @ Louis: “are you setting ANOTHER HOUSE on fire?” me: “..... no this one’s a theatre” A: .......*glares*

A: “there are other ways to deal with your problems, *fire spreads through wine* oh, that’s effective, though. Really effective.”

A: “Is this how Lestat finds Louis? He just looks for the biggest fire?” me: “It’s a good process. It’s like geo-tagging.”

me: [Louis] has his divorce coat on”

me: “the 80s were NOT a good time for suits” (I comment on Louis’ suit there EVERY TIME I watch this movie)

A: “It’s Lestat. It’s the stinky boy.” Me: “It’s Lestank”

me: “look rats” A: “juice boxes”

Lestat: *painstakingly turning in his spinny chair*, A: “take your time”

A: “Aw, he has PTSD, poor thing. ... Ah, dammit.” Me: “I knew it. You like the villains. *mutters* called that a mile away”

me, suddenly turning southern: “Tom Cruise has a Twitter. I ain’t gonna tweet ‘im, cuz this would be an embarrassing reason to.” (spoilers: I tweeted him)

this is it we’re coming up on the end

the drops in narrative are due to the videos that were taken but the point is made

THE END GOODBYE

also I’m sorry

[lacrimosathedark]

I have a “call out post” for hellosandersfanders, since they’ve been so goddamn “kind” going around and “correcting” people~  I actually have them blocked so honestly it’s more of a vent and an informational post for people who are yet to block them. I’m also not tagging anyone so as to not bother them, but I use their full usernames you’ll still know what I’m talking about.

If you want a TL;DR, I essentially repeat this multiple times: PEOPLE ARE ALLOWED TO ENJOY THINGS. LET OTHERS ENJOY THINGS. YOU DON’T HAVE TO LIKE IT BUT DON’T BE A DICK ABOUT IT.

I’ll start off with the preface that most of their “call-outs” aren’t tagged appropriately. Specifically, they tag thomas sanders as well as the original basic ships. So these could just pop up when you’re looking for some Patton and Logan snuggles or some Roman and Virgil banter or anything else. Which is really fucking shitty, especially when they gripe about people tagging incorrectly. You’ll see.

In their bio and later in a post they talk about how they are saying what everyone else is too scared to say and denying that they’re a hate blog. Actually, this is their bio: “THIS IS NOT A HATE BLOG. This is a blog that calls out blogs and people that need to be called out. I'm taking it upon myself to make sure that everyone's blog experience is trouble free by setting bloggers straight.” But when you go after people, not even critiquing but full on criticizing and attacking them, that’s not a call-out, that’s hate. And here’s another thing. You can be the smartest dick in the room, but if you’re still a dick no one wants to listen to you. 

Their first post is “Call out posts to fanders who draw fusions that include Deceit: that counts as a Deceit ship and it won’t hurt you to tag it as such. Stop being disrespectful and tag your stuff appropriately.”  Saying a fusion counts as a ship isn’t necessarily the case, for one. And then says it’s disrespectful to not tag them as a Deceit ship. I know a lot of the time reblogs don’t get appropriately tagged, but if you go back to the original work, all of them are tagged for Deceit in some way, and often have said fusion in the tags (Loceit, Moceit, Princeit, Anxceit). I have never seen a fusion where the original artist didn’t tag the fusion components. And it’s well known that some people don’t like Deceit or are triggered by him in some way, so most fanders make an active effort to tag him. So that’s bullshit point one.

The next rude post they criticized cattonsanders for not tagging food and eating warnings for their compilation of the Sanders Sides characters not eating properly. But here’s the thing, while it wasn’t tagged, they said right in the post what it was, and the first frames are literally a title card saying “nobody in sanders sides knows how to eat”. And they didn’t say “hey, can you try to tag food and eating in the future?”, they said “ this is cute but you should’ve put a tag warning for food and/or eating. next time be mindful of other people.” like they have the right to scold and demand. 

Next was them commenting on people commenting on a gif: “is it really necessary to add your comments on gifsets? why couldn’t you add it on the tags?” Why shouldn’t people talk in reblogs? You aren’t obligated to be part of the conversation or say anything, you can even go back to the original post without commentary and people enjoying themselves and reblog the original post. What is so goddamn tedious about seeing people talking and having fun over content they mutually enjoy? Fuck off with your fun-sucking bullshit.

They have made a handful of comments on randomslasher/LJ’s posts as well as a call-out so I’ll summarize: They think “LJ is everywhere” is and overdone joke and finds it “grating” that people still enjoy it, they think LJ is a hypocrite for understanding people don’t like Deceit while also sharing Deceit content, they say LJ doesn’t stand for anything and is a people-pleaser, and they said people shouldn’t “worship” them because they don’t stand for anything. So, to hit all of those points, as follows; You aren’t required to like a joke but as long as it doesn’t harm anyone just let people enjoy things. You don’t have to like something for it to be good. Next, people are allowed to like Deceit. The same way people can like Moriarty or the Joker or Deadpool or any character of poor or ambiguous morality. You can like a character that’s not a great person. Being aware that he upsets people just means you tag the content appropriately, not that you have to stop liking or sharing it because it makes other people uncomfortable. LJ isn’t a hypocrite for still sharing Deceit content if they like Deceit so long as they tag appropriately, jegus fuck. And I don’t know much about LJ, but do they really have to “stand for something”? It’s their blog, not yours, and it’s for fun, it doesn’t have to have a deeper purpose. And people don’t worship LJ, but they are admired for their content and personality. But they, and many other bigger blogs in this fandom, are constantly reminding their followers that they too are just people and just Fanders. It’s not fair to dislike them just for being well-liked. That’s just petty. They then whined when LJ blocked them, essentially calling them a coward. But I’ve seen LJ discuss things with people of less than like minds, and they aren’t perfect but they’re pretty respectful. They blocked you because you’re a whiny bitch, not because you disagree with them.

Next they went after princelogical. They said Marin is just imitating Logan in how he “speaks” and it’s “annoying and fake”. That rubs me the wrong way because I have been told I type like Logan talks at times, but y’know what? I’ve been told before ever hearing the name Thomas Sanders that my writing seems cold and distant and intelligent and precise. That is how I learned to write and express myself. It’s possible, even likely, that Marin is similar, that he is similar to Logan in that way and were prior to Logan existing. And people who mimic or pretend to be the characters that they criticize, so fucking what? People aren’t allowed to explore the characters or themselves, or practice writing or getting into character like that? They also say: “He’s also very in your face about being christian, which is very offensive to people of other religion like myself.” News flash, buddy, they say right in their bio that they’re Christian. Don’t like it, don’t follow him. And here’s a thing, I hate organized religion with a burning passion. But his religiousness never does more than poke at a nerve. And he uses it as a way to spread positivity instead of hate like a lot of Christians do nowadays. And hey, that someone is personally another religion and shares it on their personal blog is not an offense to someone of a different religion, be fucking mature.

They next attacked organizeddiscord, and I don’t really know Sam so I’m gonna argue more with their points, if I make a wrong assumption about her I apologise. For context, I don’t know if she does this so imma put the first part of their comment for you to judge rather than piece it apart: “Does nothing but complain about her content not being reblogged then constantly makes posts that guilt trip people into reblogging her content, starts unnecessary drama,  and  acts mean and horrible towards Deceit fans. I don’t like Deceit too but I never act the way she does.” After that they go on to say how she is “forcing” the Virgil/Thomas ship on the fandom and how it’s disrespectful to Thomas. Look, I hate that ship too, it weirds me out, but no one is forced to read any of what she posts about it (blocked tags and tumblr savior exist for a reason) and anyone is allowed to create anything they want, that’s not forcing it on anyone. And I don’t see how it’s disrespectful to Thomas. Sanders Sides Thomas is a characters, Shorts Thomas is a character, they aren’t real. Thomas knows abut ships, he has said he thinks they’re cute. He makes jokes about the concept of sleep essentially being his wild boyfriend, and there was a joke about him sharing his bed with his anxiety, which is essentially Shorts verse version of Virgil. And guess what? You don’t have to like it for her to be able to enjoy it. She’s allowed to enjoy it. They later said she was plagiarizing when she took a text post that has been circling around, and also sourced it, and made it a Sanders Sides essentially fake quote. And they demanded she take it down. Buddy...that’s not how things work. It’s not plagiarism if you say it’s not yours. And she did the right thing in sourcing it too. But this happens all the time, are you going to attack every “fake quotes” thing ever, even just in this fandom? Because honey even you don’t have the time for that.

They then go after theonlyjelly-iwillput-inmybelly and boy did I feel like a cat with their hairs on end when I saw them be a dick to Cole. They don’t like Cole’s shitposty humor. It’s not for everyone but a lot of people think he’s funny. And some of his crazy shenanigans come from medications or even from just being bilingual and keeping words right. The “childish talk” I find funny, and it’s not like it’s baby talk, and it can also be rather insightful. Plus even if you think he sounds stupid, here’s the thing: most people sound smarter in their native language. Cole isn’t from an English-speaking country. He is allowed to not use every word like it came out of your goddamn English textbook or some stupid novel or whatever. And the bear thing is because his username and icon are a reference to Crofter’s whose mascot is a bear. If you aren’t gonna bitch at Thomas for making so many Crofter’s jokes, then leave Cole the fuck alone for it.

They then made a call-out for what-even-is-thiss and...sadly I agree with them on this one, though I hate how rudely they worded it, so I’m just gonna copy what they said. ““Roman” if that’s even his real name, has no regards to other people’s feelings and just says whatever the hell enters that brain of his. He is so bad that other blogs have called him out. And yet he acts as if nothing has happened. No remorse or anything.” I will say one thing though; Roman, to my recollection, is a trans guy and chose his name. He’s allowed to choose any name he fucking wants. And even if that’s not his real name? It’s the fucking internet didn’t you guardian teach you not to give out personal information on the internet?

They then called out anxietys-room for not being helpful and for passing it off to followers to give advice. Here’s the thing; they aren’t professionals. They are normal people who want to help people struggling and can only do so much. And I’ve seen a number of times them pushing help lines for people who desperately need that. How shitty do you have to be to attack something so well-intentioned?

They then yelled at insanelycoolish for not putting their story under a “Keep Reading”, which they used later for their taglist. It’s a fair thing to say, long posts you don’t care to read are obnoxious. However, they didn’t ask if Finn could fix it or do something else next time. They said this: “would it kill you both to add all of these under a read more?” “you both” presumably is referring to the-pastel-peach, whom Finn was conversing with because she enjoyed his fic. But she can’t do anything, it’s not her post. Ugh I’m so sick of this dude...

This is all that’s on their account for now, but let’s circle back to their bio. No one needs to be called out for having a different sense of humor than you or liking things you don’t like. You aren’t making the fandom trouble-free, you’re causing trouble and pain and anger by attacking our friends. Maybe that’s your real intent. But either way, you have made yourself our enemy.

You have no right to consider yourself a Fander, so I hope you don’t. Thomas preaches caring and acceptance, and asking nicely for things you need. He would be ashamed of you.

[kavehfangirl]

HEY KARAMEL SHIPPERS

I’m mostly an outside observer; I’ve watched some Supergirl, but I’m not actively in the fandom. I know that, with recent episodes, many Karamel shippers are stressed and angry. I’m mostly going to post this here because, statistically, Karamel shippers are younger and aren’t as familiar with what I’ve written below. 

I understand that you feel as though you are being attacked. (Many of you are, actually, which sucks, but hey: try out that nifty blocking system Tumblr’s got!) Anyways, that does not excuse crying back to criticism/hate with, “HE’LL/THEY’LL NEVER PLEASE YOU SMH.” That is detrimental for a number of reasons:

1) You sound like a whiny baby. If a post is pulling out receipts against Karamel, fight back with your own receipts. Don’t just sit there and complain, because it makes it look like you have nothing else to say/defend yourself with. Using another fandom, let’s pretend I say Sokka isn’t a good person, using gifs of when he does something wrong.  You reply, “Wow, why are you like this?” I win the argument, because without reminding me that he saved the world/rescued the Avatar/etc., you have no facts backing you up, and look like you have no good defense against my statement (even though you do.) Please please please use your 10th grade essay skills and make an argument.

2) There is a difference between attacking a ship and attacking a person. A lot of different opinions are circling about Karamel right now. You have to remember that when someone criticizes Karamel, they are not criticizing you personally. Something about the ship doesn’t sit well with them. You yourself probably sit swimmingly with them. It’s just the same as how you don’t like other ships in Supergirl. And that’s fine. But people are not what they ship. Respect that.

3) Acknowledging the hate is giving it meaning. If you take the time to reply to something in the Karamel tag that is clearly just written by a whiny baby, you’re saying, “Hey, I think what you’re saying holds enough validity/reasoning for me to have to fight back.” Do you really want to give a random, whiny baby hater some fuel for that fire?

4) If it’s marked as “personal” or “tbd/to be deleted,” leave it alone. Personal means it’s someone’s opinion, and is meant for the sensitive contents of their blog. To be deleted means it isn’t even important enough to last on their blog for long. Reply/reblog any of these with arguments/whining, and you’re making yourself -- and all Karamel shippers, by extension -- seem like assholes who can’t even respect other people’s personal or private thoughts. Don’t to that to yourself or your fellow shippers.

5) Look at the tags first. This goes along with the above, but if something isn’t tagged as Karamel, don’t reply to it with “GET OUT OF OUR TAG!!!1111″ because ??? why would you set yourself up for embarrassment like this??? Remember, the tumblr tagging system doesn’t always work properly, so something that maybe was written for a different ship’s tag occasionally winds up in yours, and vice versa. Just let a user know via message or ask that something they didn’t tag as Karamel showed up in the tag so they can correct it. Honestly, it’s that simple. Don’t start drama, end it.

tldr; don’t be whiny, don’t take it personally, leave personal opinions alone, and don’t even bother acknowledging random hate.