#and the KEEP pumping them out. can’t tell you the last one I enjoyed tbh

[tobesoalive]

Sam Kiszka NSFW Alphabet

hello everyone welcome back! sorry I've been behind on posting, I've been struggling to find inspiration and motivation between school and work but I'm hoping to get back into the swing of things! Thank you all for your patience and enjoy these steamy headcanons :)

WARNINGS: Smut (basically everything lol)

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

After sex Sam will collapse next to you and proceed to wrap his arms around your waist, pulling you flush against his chest as he sighs in satisfaction. This is usually accompanied by kisses on your neck and his voice praising you for doing such a good job for him. After a few minutes he will get up to bring you to the bathroom and fetch you a glass of water while you wait for him in the bath.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Sam’s favorite part of his body is his nose. He thinks its a pretty nose, nice and slim with a perfect point at the end. He loves how it pokes at your clit when he’s eating you out or burying it in your hair, taking in your scent as his hips relentlessly slams his hips into yours.

His favorite part of your body is your thighs. He loves to nip at them to tease you, loves gripping them while he pumps in and out of you, lifting them so he can pound into you at an angle.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

While he does like cumming deep inside you on occasion, what Sam really loves is to pull out and paint either your stomach or your face with his cum. He thinks you look so beautiful with his release dripping down your skin.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Sam loves giving and receiving hickies. To some it may seem juvenile but he loves that he can leave his mark so everyone knows your his, and vice versa.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Despite what many may think, I feel like Sam has very little experience under his belt. Sure he’s had partners in the past but only 2 or 3. That doesn’t mean he has no idea what he’s doing, he’s a natural in the bedroom.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Sammy is game for any position, but he really loves missionary because it allows him to look at your face and watch your reactions while he’s fucking you, which turns him on extensivley. He also enjoys pounding into you from behind because it allows him to go deeper which drives you crazy.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Sam takes your sex life very seriously, and he usually prefers to keep it that way, but he has been known to crack a joke or make a cheeky comment while he’s fully sheathed inside you.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Unlike his other hair, sam prefers to keep the hair in his nether regions rather cleaned up. He still keeps a small patch of curls above his dick, but overall he likes to keep it more clean shaven.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

It really varies with Sammy, sometimes he can be romantic and sweet, taking his damn time worshipping every inch of you, but he will also fuck you into oblivion whe he’s in a mood.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

I think Sam can’t keep his hands off his dick. Like seriously every night he’s on tour your phone rings and on the other end you can hear him breathing heavily before asking you to talk dirty to him. You aren’t complaining by any means though!

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

I think Sam has a big dominance kink, he always likes to be the one in charge and lets you know that. Sometimes he wants you to call him names like daddy or sir and he’ll call you his princess. I also think this bitch is super into edging and tying his significant other up. Also he loves to see his fingers in your mouth or wrapped around your throat.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Anywhere around the house tbh, but with his height he likes to have you on a surface like the kitchen counter or the bathroom sink so your cunt is at the perfect level for him to pound into you.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Lots and lots and lots of things turn this man on, but the one you know will always get him is if you act really bratty or give him attitude, there is nothing he wants more than to show you who’s in control right then and there.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Sam is game for a lot of things but I don’t think he’d ever want to do something that would cause you actual pain. Sure light spanking and choking he’s okay with but nothing beyond that.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Sammy loves to wrap his lips around your clit and prod at your entrance with his fingers, watching you come undone, he especially likes it when you tangle your fingers in his hair as you write from the feeling of his mouth.

He REALLY loves seeing your lips wrapped around his cock, gently guiding your head to bob up and down on his length, it will have him cumming in no time.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Like I said before Sam can do either, it really all depends on what mood he’s in.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

While he will pull a quickie every so often if you guys are on a crunch for time, he doesn’t prefer them. He’d rather wait until your schedules are clear so he can really take his time with you.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

If you propose an idea to Sam he is literally in the bedroom before you can finish telling him. Most of the time he’s down to try new stuff.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Sam can go a solid two rounds at most himself, but he makes sure you cum at least three times.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

You and Sam have a few toys that you bust out every so often, some silk restraints and a little bullet vibrator that he likes to press on your clit when he fucks you.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Unfair should be this man’s middle name. Samuel is one of the biggest teases in the book, but it turns him on so much seeing you grow more and more frustrated.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Sam will let out soft moans and groans but he loves dirty talking to you, always telling you how good you feel and how good you take him.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

One of Sam’s favorite things to do is make you ride his thigh. He might be reading or working on a song while you beg him to fuck you, and he’ll say some shit like “well babygirl you know how to get yourself off if you really want it that bad” before patting his thigh.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Sam is longer than average thats for sure, he’s about 8 inches, probably even a bit over, and he’s not too girthy.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

He has a very high sex drive but he knows how to control it. He just tries to go off how you’re feeling and whether you’re in the mood or not

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Within five minutes that man is out like a light. He’ll do his aftercare duties but the second his head hits that pillow he’s gone. But that’s okay, he works hard and never forgets to tell you how much he loves you before closing his eyes.

[kakakakashi]

could you do HCS of Yamato, kakashi, and iruka walking in on their s/o masturbating after a long mission? 👉👈

YES! Fam, you are speaking my language. This is probably one of my favorite requests I’ve gotten. I love this shit. Ugh. I am eating ice cream out of the carton while writing this, and I am living my life. Anyway, I’m not sure if you mean after you’ve had a long mission or after they’ve had a long mission, so I’m gonna do a bit of both.

*NSFW under the cut*

Yamato

You just get back from a mission

Ugh, I have been feeling Yama lately. I’m soft for him.

Also, whore knee.

Anyway, Yams knew you were coming back that day.

You told him that you’d find him once you were back, and you’d go for some dipping noodles to celebrate, even though it was just a simple escort mission.

However, he got excited when he saw your teammates in the village.

So, he decided to meet you at your place. You probably wanted to clean up before you saw him.

Although, you did want to clean up, you were also so tightly wound you could scream. You didn’t want to seem desperate when you saw Yamato later, so you figured you’d have some alone time to keep your desires under control.

When Yamato entered your place, he didn’t find you at first, but he did notice a trail of your clothes leading to your room.

Yam smirks to himself because he knows the feeling of wanting nothing more than a nice shower after getting home.

So, naturally, he decides to wait for you on your bed, and hopefully, he’ll get to spook you a little.

But as he gets closer, picking up your clothes for you along the way, he hears a moan from your room.

He approaches your door and peeks through the crack to find you writhing on your bed, gripping onto your pillow while you work yourself with your favorite vibrator.

You told him it’s your favorite because it’s shaped similarly to him, and you use it when he’s away.

He feels his dick jump at the sight of you panting and moaning, and he feels bad for watching you, but he can’t take his eyes away from you.

You still haven’t noticed him either. Your eyes are closed, and you’re more focused on the fantasy you’re apparently really into.

Meanwhile, Yamato is blushing and trying to ignore his throbbing erection.

“Ah! Yes, captain! Fuck!”

And Yamato grunts under his breath, his cock twitching in his pants.

You’re thinking about him while pleasuring yourself, and he can’t take it.

He freezes when your eyes open and your head turns towards him, obviously visible through the gap in your door.

“Sorry! I’m so sorry, Y/N. I’m gonna go. I–”

“Please don’t go! I need you!”

You sound so desperate, and he can’t take it.

He gently pushes open the door, motioning to your clothes while explaining that he picked them up for you.

You appreciate the gesture, but you couldn’t care less at the moment.

You tell Yamato to get undressed and start touching himself.

He starts jerking off while he watches you fuck yourself with the vibrator.

You can tell he’s getting impatient, and you finally tell him, “Get over here.”

He listens and takes the vibrator out of you so he can fuck you properly.

You guys don’t end up going out.

Kakashi

The fucking asshole.

He smells you the second he walks in the door.

He’s tired and a bit sore because he just got back from his mission with Team 7, but he perks up.

He silently sneaks up on you in your room, your fingers pumping in and out of yourself while you’re pinching your nipples.

Your eyes are closed, and your head is thrown pack while you’re panting raggedly.

Kakashi is fucking mesmerized.

He can tell you’ve still got a ways to go before you’re gonna cum, so he starts palming his half hard dick through his pants.

He pulls himself out of his pants, takes off his glove, licks his palm, and starts stroking himself in time with your fingers, watching your every movement.

Your back arches when you find that special spot inside you, and his dick jumps in his grip, remembering how you clench around him whenever he’s in the place of your fingers.

“Oh! Kakashi! Yes, right there!”

He bites his lip to keep himself from groaning out, and he’s getting close.

His hips are jerking into his hand, and he’s trying to keep himself under control.

He’s definitely not gonna last long.

He hasn’t cum in a while because of the mission, and it turns him on to no end that he’s watching you in such a compromised position while you’ve got no idea.

God, he really is a pervert, but you know he is.

Also, lbr, you like it.

If you don’t, I do, so I’ll take him.

Anyway, he’s starting to get close, and you’re gradually climbing towards your high.

You insert a third finger while you keep going.

Kakashi can hear the slick squelching of your fingers while you pump them inside yourself.

He really takes you in, your flushed skin in your vulnerable position with your legs spread while you think about him fucking you.

Your other hand threads through your hair to yank at it the way Kakashi does.

The mewl you let out is all it takes for Kakashi to spill himself into his hand, a strangled groan leaving his lips while ropes of his sticky, white release paint the fabric of his uniform.

The noise has you whipping your attention to the door where Kakashi is riding out his high, squirting all over himself while his hand milks himself dry.

The sight of him pink and panting while his eyes roll back in pleasure and his cum all over himself has you so close.

Your other hand moves to circle your clit rapidly until you’re clenching around your fingers and crying out, your hips twitching in a manner similar to Kakashi’s.

You both ride out your highs and relax when you come down.

“So, how long have you been standing there watching me, you perv?”

Kakashi just laughs before he stumbles into the room and onto the bed while peeling off his clothes, kissing you, and climbing on top of you for another round.

Iruka

Mr. Sunshine is such a sweetheart.

You got home from your mission while he was still at school.

You knew that if you wanted to cum, you’d have to do it yourself because Iruka was busy with his students.

You’re totally fine with it too, but you aren’t about to wait for him because you just need SOMETHING!

Your team had irritated you to no end, and only after you had left, you realized that you and Iruka hadn’t had any alone time for a while.

Now, you were so wound up, you needed something.

Tbh, the second you lock your door behind you, your hand is in your pants.

You collapse on your bed, and try to work yourself up, but it’s not working. For some reason, your body just isn’t getting there.

You whine out in frustration, taking off all your clothes and trying a different position.

You’re still not getting there.

And you scream into a pillow.

You just need to cum, though, so you decide to use your trusty friend, your shower head.

So, you start running the water, and getting ready for a shower. After all, you did need it after your mission.

You were going to shower after you got off, but things didn’t go as planned, so now you’re leaning against the wall and moaning out while thinking about Iruka’s mouth on you.

Just a few seconds after you moan, the door opens, and Iruka’s eyes go wide.

His entire face is bright red, and he just freezes.

You’re shocked for a moment, but when you realize it’s Iruka, you keep going, putting on a show for him.

Nosebleed.

Tbh, he’d probably pass out, but let’s just say he doesn’t for the sake of it.

Plus, shower sex with Iruka

UUUUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGHHHHHHH!

Okay, so he walks in, and freezes.

And you keep going.

And he’s about to leave, but you tell him to watch you.

And you finally, FINALLY cum with the water, legs trembling while you ride out your high.

“You enjoy the show, darling?”

Iruka just nods at you.

“Care to join me?”

Iruka’s joining you in the shower.

Again, shower sex with Iruka. UGH!

[dinosaurtsukki]

BSD x university au hc’s | pt. 1

hi i am an absolute slut for university au’s in case you couldn’t tell so i just had to write some for my first BSD post. also this is going to be slightly ooc because i am a crackhead

check out pt. 2 here

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Atsushi Nakajima:

he’s definitely the kind of guy who still had no idea what he’d take up in university even after he was accepted 

either wants to not major in anything at all or just major in everything because he’s also scared that he’ll eventually not like what he’s majoring in

so for his first two years you’d probably find him jumping around different classes 

also he still calls the professors ‘teacher ____’ like a high school student and everyone laughs but thinks its cute

eventually, because of his *cough cough* traumatic childhood he decided he wanted to help children by becoming a guidance counselor

he ends up taking Child Psychology and bOY does he love it so much

well he actually just loves all of his classes because Learning is Fun

although because of his *cough cough* traumatic childhood he’s the one in class that people are all like 👀👀

atsushi: *talking about children’s responses to fear and emotional abuse by talking about his own emotional abuse*

the professor, under their breath: wait, do you need help?? 

i can definitely see atsushi as a Roommate of the Year kind of guy. he’s just so polite and tidy with his room. also he’d definitely be the type to take care of plants inside the dorm room and put them on the windowsill

in terms of extracurricular activities, he’s definitely a sporty type of person so i can see him joining a varsity (something like Frisbee because he likes things that go whoooosh) but he’d probably join a student org that does stuff like community outreach

because of all this, he is a Very Busy Boy but his friends do manage to drag him out to parties once in a while

although atsushi would probably sit in a corner and drink only one beer for the entire night 

he’s notorious for helping drunk people though. most of the time he’ll be putting blankets on people and making them drink water

if he knew how to drive he’d definitely be the designated driver

Akiko Yosano:

omg i’m so excited for this i love yosano so much 

she’s the friend who’s just effortlessly awesome all around and a fricking MED STUDENT to top it all off

she gets a bit too excited when it’s dissection time but it’s alright she has good intentions 

probably the only one in your class who doesn’t go and throw up whenever a cadaver is being used (actually do they still use cadavers i have absolutely no idea)

she also interns at the local hospital as part of her degree program but OMG yosano will not stop telling disgusting stories about the patients she’s had

everyone: *eating lunch peacefully in the dining hall*

yosano: so i pulled a guy’s toe out of a meat grinder this morning

everyone: sHUT UP

for some reason she still has a social life despite being a med student and it’s one of the mysteries of life i guess

yosano LOVES going out clubbing on friday nights. if you have the fortune of being her roommate, be prepared for make-overs and being dragged with her out to the city

she’s such a social butterfly like at every bar you go to, the bartender knows her name and her regular order. she’d probably end the night befriending a couple more people

also she’s amazing at karaoke i kid you not

as for extracurricular life, i don’t think yosano’s the type to join an org that’s related to her major cause like ‘what’s the point?’

instead, she’d probably go wherever her friends are because to her, she’ll enjoy any activity as long as she’s with people she loves

but when it comes to her own interests, i can definitely see yosano as someone who loves the outdoors, especially hiking after having to be cooped up inside clinics

it just makes her love and appreciate the value of life more

Kunikida Doppo:

ok, i KNOW he was a math teacher before he joined the ADA bUT i can’t help but think of him as a political science major ??

i can definitely imagine kunikida as someone who’d want to become a lawyer someday and would take political science as a pre-law

he does like the idea of following in the footsteps of great men but omg kunikida would absolutely hate the exclusivity of white, male political theorists

he is such a good student except for when his professor has some sketchy values then kunikida will !! fight him !! every !! chance !! he gets !!

raises his hand constantly to contradict his professor if they even tRY to defend thomas hobbes and authoritarianism

but other than that he’s probably the most diligent student out there. kunikida genuinely enjoys doing the readings for class and writing essays

also has such a balanced schedule that he can make time for anything and everything

except for when his friends dazai drag him out to parties and get a social life

despite how rigid he is, kunikida has absolutely no problem helping out others with learning. he often holds study sessions in his dorm room or in the library before exams

he also likes to volunteer in tutorial centers because he’s just like that

OH OH some of his ‘students’ suggested that he make crash-course type videos for political science and it took some convincing but eventually kunikida decided to go for it

he’s not the most tech savvy or photogenic person so it took some time for him to get used to things but after seeing all the comments from people who benefited from it, he decided to continue with his crash course videos

whether or not he’s the best or worst roommate is completely up to you. if you like someone who’ll basically micromanage your life from your daily schedule to your study habits, you’ll absolutely love him

he doesn’t like to go out for parties that much but he will if his friends convince him enough (kunikida’s an utter lightweight when it comes to drinking though)

Osamu Dazai: 

i genuinely have a hard time thinking about what this guy’s major would be and tbh even his friends have been wondering what dazai’s major was for TWO YEARS

that’s because he keeps taking the most random ass classes like Basic Pottery or Intro to Molecular Biology in the same semester

idk how he even plans to graduate at this point

although to be honest, i can definitely see him as a philosophy major despite the fact that i LOATHE every male classmate i’ve had who’s a philosophy major (idk they’re always so condescending)

i feel like dazai’s just taking that because it’s somewhat challenging for him but to him, university life is just more of crazy experiences rather than learning

and oh my god has he gotten up to the weirdest shit

the number of times he had to climb gates or sleep on benches at three a.m. is too many to count

dazai also loves volunteering for random things like people’s thesis projects (once, he offered to be a snake venom tester to a bio student and they told him that was illegal) or even being the school’s mascot in games

also he and kunikida probably met each other in freshman year at an intro to philosophy class and oh my god did dazai get on his nerves

what’s worse was that they had to work on a group project together and dazai was MIA most of the time and it drove kunikida crazy

that is until dazai showed up last minute to pull an all-nighter with him for their paper and kunikida just couldn’t help but be impressed by dazai’s ~~intellect~~

they don’t exactly get along but they do have some mutual respect for each other enough to work on projects well

omg if dazai ends up being your roommate I WISH YOU LUCK 

the first time you walked into your room dazai was microwaving a metal bowl and you had to run to stop it in time

also he has a tendency to wear his headphones and sing his favorite double suicide song out loud 

kunikida please come pick him up

Edogawa Ranpo:

i love this one man so much i swear to god 

ranpo is definitely the kind of person who just didn’t like school so when college applications came around he was just like ‘why bother though ???’

his friends did convince him by saying that he wouldn’t have to do subjects he wouldn’t like and just focus on his major (this is a lie btw)

is it a surprise that ranpo would choose forensic science ?? NO

he thinks its cool that he can learn about something he’s already super good at and it just gets him really pumped up to show off how good he is

LOVES getting praised by his classmates and professors

ranpo probably thinks lectures are boring as hell so sometimes he just,,, doesn’t,,, come,,, to class

if attendance IS required you can bet he’s bringing snacks and game consoles with him and sitting WAAAAY in the back of the room

Mukbang at a Lecture Hall with Edogawa Ranpo

his classmates think its cute that he puts on glasses before doing exams or answering his prof’s questions as a way to hype himself up

everyone calls him ‘The Greatest Detective’ and ranpo LOVES IT

despite that, he’s not too overly social he just likes being with his close group of friends UwU

he’s also someone you can drag around to places like the fair or an aquarium, but he’s not into clubbing or drinking for that matter

he DOES enjoy seeing his friends get drunk and mess with them though

ranpo isn’t into joining student organizations BUT he gets scouted a lot by detective agencies and he likes interning for them

i’m saying detective agencies because police are gross

ranpo did end up joining a baking club with the assumption that he would just be EATING the cake and not BAKING the cake

yeah he was just there for less than half a semester

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[seijohsfairy]

𝙸𝙼𝙼𝙾𝚁𝙰𝙻

In where your boyfriend likes watching you get fucked, and you are a bit too late to tell him that maybe it’s a bad idea. 

.word count. 2.8k .pairing. miya atsumu x fem!reader x sakusa kiyoomi .genre. smut (m), slightly angsty

tw cuckolding, tbh incel!omi, spit play, voyeurism, masturbation, praise vs. degradation, atsumu’s fingers (yes this deserves a warning, i’m obsessed), unprotected sex, possibly cheating-ish?

.author’s note. “I absolutely don’t thirst for Atsumu or Kiyoomi, don’t know what it is but I just don’t,” I say all bright eyed, you know, like a liar. Anyway, I don’t know how this happened either but I hope you enjoy it!

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The first time was a once-off, you’d thought. You had been clingy all day, and your boyfriend had been so tired from practice. So he asked someone to help out for you, and that’d been that. No big deal. You’d been a bit surprised that of all people, he’d asked Miya Atsumu to do the job, but considering the setter’s long fingers had soon been stuffed deep into you it didn’t occupy your thoughts much. You’d all be going your separate ways anyways, you and your boyfriend back to your apartment, and Atsumu would stay in his own little world far enough away.

So when not three days later Atsumu was seated on your couch with a brilliant smile on his face, right opposite your significant other, it’d made you a bit cautious. From as soon as he’d gotten comfortable around you, Kiyoomi had liked prodding at your boundaries. Reaching at but never past ‘em. It made intimacy fun, made your heart beat and so you’d always been pretty open with his suggestions. But this had been difficult to grasp. “I want to try something new. I think you should let him fuck you,” he’d said, and you’d been able to close your gaping mouth just long enough to catch the intrigue in Atsumu’s eyes.

“W-What? But what about you, Omi?”

“I want to watch. If you’re comfortable with that. I think you’ll like it.”

Looking back, you had liked it. It made you feel desired, hot and flushed and it didn’t hurt that compared to your boyfriend, the blond loved showering you in endless praise. Telling you how pretty you were, how sexy your sounds and how great your touch. You had liked it once and twice, and with that, had learned to like his attention too. Slight touches brushing past your hand in public just made you feel like you had a secret of you three. But maybe you should’ve talked about it with Kiyoomi more than you did. Atsumu fucked you in front of your boyfriend more than he did himself after a while, and you started missing his touch. Any time you’d initiate something, he’d tell you to shower, and by the time you came out of the hot water Atsumu would be at the door to help you out.

“Yer a bit touch starved, aren’t cha? Pretty girl,” he’d whisper, pressing kisses to your crown when drawing you close. “I’ll make ya feel good, baby.” The more Atsumu came over, the less touchy Kiyoomi grew. But in daily life, he was the same man you’d fallen in love with, which made it so much harder to complain about the strange dynamic. He wasn’t touching you, but he seemed happy to stay on the sidelines and watch. And you were getting all the sex you could ever need, even if it wasn’t with your boyfriend. Maybe you should’ve talked about it more, but you’d been thrown into the dark so suddenly that it felt easy to cling to the strong arms wrapped around you every other day.

“Keep yer eyes right here, baby girl,” the lithe voice calls, fingers under your chin and aiming your face up. Atsumu hovers over you, pressing you back into the plush of the bed with his weight supported on his forearms. He presses a few kisses to your lips, giggling when you whine at his slow movements, before he trails his fingers down your naked chest and over your nipples. He’d been at this for quite a while, and you are definitely growing more impatient by the second. When you reach up to wrap your arms around his neck with another whimper, he tutts his lips. “Shh, pretty thing. Play nice.” He flicks his finger against your pointed bud as a punishment, before continuing his slow, meticulous movements a bit longer.

But you can tell even he’s getting testy. His fingers keep going back and forth between messing with your lips, your tits and your drenched panties, as if he can’t decide which of his toys to play with first. He smacks his lips before dropping his mouth to the swell of your breasts, starting to mark you up in the places the bruises of previous nights aren’t scattered. The warmth of his mouth leaving more obnoxious blots of color. Atsumu lifts his face from your skin for long enough to settle back between your legs, rutting his hardness against you with slow drags of his hips. “Stick yer tongue out for me,” he breathes, and as soon as you do he pinches it between his fingers to tug. “I’ll get ya nice and messy for me, don’tcha worry. Would’ya like that?” With your tongue still held out of your mouth, he peers down at you with those pretty browns for an answer.

Saliva builds up in your mouth as you breathe out, humming in reply. Always concerned about your pleasure first, he rolls his hips into yours harder. “Good.” He leans down to press a kiss on your tip of your tongue, and as messy and overly intimate as it is, you’ve long grown appreciative of all of it. Even if it makes you feel dirty, you savour the feeling. You’re more than happy to take it all if that means you’re being touched. You let your eyes drop closed when he lets go of your tongue, leaving it out still. Spit’s collecting in your mouth and going down your face, and the blond grunts like it’s the best sight he’s had in a while. “Keep it out, good girl.” He leans down to you again to lick up the length of your tongue, before he sucks on the wet muscle, moaning.

While he traces your tongue with his, his hands grab at your ass to drag you into him more, and you grind back on his slow motions to the best of your ability. His hard cock pushing exactly where you need it to, though you’d love it even more if he just gave up and fucked you already. Alas. When he pulls back to let you breathe, you frown at him and try to speak without disobeying his order. You compromise by pulling your tongue back but keeping your mouth mostly open. “You’re so nasty, ‘Tsumu,” you manage to mumble, swallowing some of your spit before you make more of a mess of yourself.

Atsumu just laughs, a soft, breathy one, burying his face into your neck. “Yer one to talk. Droolin’ all over yer own face.” He presses wet kisses to the expanse of your neck in between the words, leaning up to wipe some of the spit on your chin away with a thumb. “But ya look so pretty like that, ya know I can’t help myself.” He slowly pushes your tongue back into your mouth with one finger. Then he slides his hand back down your body to rub over your covered slit and to give a mind-numbing pressure on your clit. You groan at the feeling, both at his calloused fingers being used so well and at the way your wet panties feel on your skin. He’s quick to silence your noises with a proper kiss, lazy pulls of his tongue around yours and his lips melting to you in a perfect rhythm to drive you crazy. It still surprises you, how good his is with that loud mouth of his.

A soft click sounds through the room. You don’t have to look to know that your boyfriend is freshly showered, and will take his seat in the chair positioned right next to the window soon. Atsumu doesn’t allow you to tense up though, pulling back from your body to start shimmying your panties down your thighs. “Finally. Poor thing’s been wet for fifteen minutes.” You would’ve been able to start much sooner if he hadn’t insisted on a rule that you can only have sex from the moment the spiker is in the room, and not a second earlier. Hell, you would’ve been able to start much sooner if he didn’t want to watch you get fucked more than he wants to do it himself.

Kiyoomi gives only a soft sigh in response as he plops down in the chair, springs creaking. You open your eyes and are met with Atsumu’s adoring gaze, one which he keeps as he taps the sides of your hips. “Lift ‘em, please.” He takes off your panties and tosses them at the foot of your bed, before he finally uses those pretty hands on your dripping slit, working you perfectly. He swirls around your clit for a moment, dragging two digits up and down to slick them up and you’re already so worked up from all the teasing that this makes you shudder. He always is a dream when he gets to put his hands on you. His tongue peeks out between his lips when he glances between your bodies, focussing on every twitch and tug. He’s so pretty.

You take a moment to glance away though, meeting Kiyoomi’s calculated expression. His dark hair still damp, shirtless and slouched into the red chair, he regards you. His stare is blank. You can’t remember the last time he looked at you with genuine lust, but then again, you’re not sure he ever actually did. Even so it’s been months, you can barely remember what his touch feels like. The tenseness of dredging through the thick tar of your thoughts must follow through into your body, because Atsumu looks back up at you with a slight frown on his handsome face. “You okay?” You nod right when he slips in a finger and kisses you on the temple. “Yer so tense, baby girl.” The faint kisses down your neck and collarbones feel like heaven.

He rubs his thumb over your sensitive clit as he sucks and bites at both nipples. His long fingers curl inside you just right as soon as he adds a second and a third one, stretching you out. His fingers are so thick and strong, able to hit the right spot inside you every pump. And the added feeling of his breath on your wet chest, the weight of his body on you. You whine out his name, tangling your fingers in his hair as your back curls off the mattress. Atsumu grins, even with shut eyes you can hear it in his voice and you call for him again, the coil in your belly already winding tight. “Feels good?” he asks, giggling when you nod your head up and down without thinking. Yes, yes, he feels so good. He always does.

Your legs are spread wide apart, thighs trembling the longer his brutal pace continues on your body. “Ah— ‘Tsumu, I’m close.” Beads of sweat pool under your breasts, and you open your eyes long enough to catch the look on his face. There’s nothing there but devotion to bringing you pleasure. You couldn’t believe it when he fingered you the first time, and it’s still hard to believe now. Your body shudders at the sight. His thumb gives a particularly hard few circles on your clit, making your head spin. And his other hand is pinching at your tits, using his nail to flick over the peaked knob. It’s rough, but so good. “Uh, oh- p-please Atsumu,” you ramble, “‘Tsumu, wan’ cum. Wanna cum, please. Please.”

The squelching of your sloppy pussy fills the room, as Atsumu groans. “Yeah? Yer gonna cum all over my hand, huh?” The deep tremble of his voice feels deafening, you’re so close it’s almost painful. You pull him closer, wanting to feel him, his warmth, the smoothness of his skin, anything at all—

“Let her cum on your cock,” Kiyoomi orders, drawing your attention over. He has his hand wrapped around his cock, lubed up with lotion and jerking his wrist to slide over the pretty, pink head. The time you were allowed to do it for him seems distant. At the soft moan he lets out you fight the urge to call out his name, because that too isn’t allowed anymore. Something about breaking the immersion. You can’t help but think anyone would be hurt that the sound of your voice bothers him when he’s jacking off. Maybe you just sound gross— no, Atsumu loves hearing you. He could get off on your noises alone. And turning back to find reassurance in the man nestled tight between your legs becomes easier each time it happens.

You hold the immensely frustrated pleads that work up your throat to bite your bottom lip, instead just going along with it. There was a time where you’d have pleaded to let you cum, a time where he’d have his own fingers on and in you, where your begging actually meant something. But you know by now that the more you talk back, the less Kiyoomi allows you to receive. The blond seems almost as angry at the denial of your orgasm as you are, because the slight twitch of his brow stays. But as he stills his fingers, he curls them obscenely once more and presses his lips to yours. “Sorry princess, ya heard the man.” He then pulls the digits out of you to slip them into his own mouth, cleaning your juices from them with a lewd ‘pop’. He shoves his boxers down his thick thighs to expose himself, giving himself a quick few pumps.

“Bend back yer legs for me, pretty girl. I’ll make it up to ya.” He helps you lift your knees to your chest and runs the flushed, leaking head of his cock up your slit until he’s as wet as you are. Then he presses another kiss to your parted lips, and smiles into it. He pulls back with a low whisper, slowly starting to push in as he pushes out the words. “I love stuffing this pretty cunt. It’s mine.” The stretch feels so good, so so good and he’s so warm, you mewl as he sinks into you. And as you reach one hand back up to his shoulders to steady yourself on his big cock, the other searches out his touch. His long fingers tangle easily with yours, slotting perfectly together.

“Ahgh,” you moan at his first thrust, “so full. S’big, ‘Tsumu.” He leaves kisses all over your face as you get used to the overwhelming feeling of his cock, and you glance over for just a moment to the chair. Kiyoomi is dabbing at himself with tissues. You didn’t even notice he already came. You want to feel bad, you should have noticed, you should have— But then Atsumu switches out the slow draw of his hips for a faster rhythm and you’re gone from the world. You babble out his name and cling to him as the orgasm that was so cruelly denied earlier builds back to a peak, the heat in the pit of your stomach overflowing. “Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, ohfuckohfuckohfuck, Atsumu!” Your legs tremble, your walls squeezing around him so hard he can barely pull himself out enough to thrust. Black and white marks the edges of your vision.

You’re still far off from the world when you feel the setter’s lips on yours, but the vague words from your side filter in not too much later. Your boyfriend clicking his tongue. “You’re such a filthy slut, cumming all over someone who’s not even your boyfriend. You just need any dick to get off, tch.” You come down after that, feeling too hot but slightly cold as well. Atsumu pulls his hips back far enough to allow you a moment more to get back to yourself, before he touches your chin to draw your face back to his.

“Can ya do another, baby? I wanna give ya another.” It’s sweet. He’s sweet. You nod. So ever so slowly he starts back up, giving your sensitive body extra attention. You bury your face into his neck as he hovers himself back over you, his chest heaving up and down from the effort. “Yer so pretty. So good, so tight for me. Always so fucking tight for me.” You plant kisses there until Atsumu starts groaning out his words, your name over and over and you forget about the stinging gaze on the both of you. Maybe you should have talked about this with Kiyoomi more. No, you definitely should have. Then you wouldn’t be falling so hard for the guy your boyfriend brings in to fuck you when he can’t be bothered.

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in this house we love and adore the miya twins equally and i don’t take criticism. he’s a fucking treasure, i will bop you on the head if you say anything different. anyway, this was my first time writing these boyos so i hope they’re not too ooc! thank you so much for reading, you’re all beautiful humans. (๑◕ㅂ▰)

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(REPOST bc community guidelines lol request from @angryschnauzer​)

pairing: reader x bucky barnes warnings: smut, unprotected sex (pls be responsible n wear a condom!!), dirty talk (this is a given w me) a.n: pretty please can always get you a ton of things (especially when you ask bucky) and thank you so much for this mouth-watering request oh my gosh!! tbh i need bucky giving me a back massage too.

Thank you so much for 300 followers! I love and cherish every single one of you so much ♡♡♡

“Ah! Shit.” you wince, rubbing your left shoulder.

Bucky notices you in pain and immediately walks towards you, forgetting that he was talking to Clint moments prior to you arriving.

“I guess I’ll talk to you later then?” Clint shrugs his shoulders and turns around to walk towards the kitchen.

“You okay there Doll?” Bucky asked, his eyebrows knitted with worry.

You gave him a pained smile, nodding your head, “S’okay, nothing an ice pack can’t alleviate. I’m sure I won’t be able to work out for a few days but I’ll be okay, thanks for worrying about me Bucky.” You head for the med-bay, Bucky stands outside the room, waiting for you till you came out.

You had a small tendon strain on your shoulder, nothing too major but enough to keep you from training with the rest of the team for a week. Since you were an Avenger, your healing abilities were different from a regular person, though of course, you’d still need to recover.

You exited the med-bay and saw Bucky leaning against the wall opposite of the room, his arms crossed against his chest.

“So, what’s the verdict?”

“Can’t train for a week and I can’t go on missions for a whole three weeks, Doc said if I don’t listen I could tear a tendon. Guess I’ve been pushing myself too much lately.”

Bucky pats you on your uninjured shoulder, giving you a sympathetic smile.

“Is there anything I can do?” He asks, his voice trailing. Before you could reply, he claps his hands, coming to a realization, “How about I give you a massage? Could help your muscles out and ease some of the tension from your shoulders.”

“You sure Buck? I mean, you don’t have to.” You say, not wanting to make him feel obligated, though deep down inside, you’d want nothing more than Bucky touching you all over, you push your naughty thoughts to the back of your mind, focusing once more on the gorgeous man before you.

“No, I insist!” He says, wrapping his arm around you, pulling you close to his side, “Plus I offered, just bring your cute self to my room in half an hour and I’ll give you what you need.”

You feel your face heat up from his words, you wished he meant the other necessity you craved from your friend but nonetheless you nodded your head and went towards your room to change your clothes.

You knocked on Bucky’s door, wearing a loose-fitting tee and some spandex shorts, Bucky opened his door and grinned at you, moving out of the way to let you in.

The lights were dimmed and quiet sounds of streaming water played in the background, giving the ambience of a spa in Bucky’s room. You noticed he changed the sheets of his bed, he had a folded towel placed in the middle with a pillow right next to it.

“Okay, so uh… take off your top and once you’ve done that, cover your lower half with the towel and once you’re done just call for me and I’ll come back inside.” Bucky doesn’t look at you in the eyes whilst he said the instructions and began to leave the room before you stop him.

“No need for that, it’s just a shirt, we’ve all seen each other naked plenty.” You reply nonchalant, pulling off the top, revealing your breasts, Bucky gulped looking away.

You crawled onto his bed and placed the towel on your lower half, covering your bottom. You lied onto his bed with your front down, you looked up at Bucky waiting for him.

“O-okay, I’ll be straddling you while I massage you, is that okay?”

You nod your head, “Yeah, that’s okay, do what you need to Buck, I trust you.”

Bucky smiles and grabs an unlabeled white tub on his nightstand and opens it, you inhale the familiar smell, your whole body instantly relaxing.

“I mixed coconut oil and eucalyptus oil especially for you Doll, heard eucalyptus oil was good for muscle pain, and I know you like minty scents.” He says, taking a good amount onto his fingers, rubbing it all over his hands.

“Mmmm…” your eyelids flutter shut, feeling the different temperatures of his hands against your skin; his flesh hand against your skin felt great, the warmth from his hand melted the oil, he began to gently knead out the knots that were in your shoulders, the metal hand feeling icy cold, prickling your skin a bit, you jumped at the sensation but welcomed it once you got used to it.

His fingers were magic, both of them gently kneading out all the tight knots that formed in your shoulders, his flesh hand began to travel near your sprained shoulder, you sucked in air, bracing for the pain.

Bucky notices you tense and stopped his ministrations, “Doll, relax, it’ll hurt worse if you’re tense. Just trust me.”

You ease up and closed your eyes, breathing through your nose and out your mouth as Bucky began rubbing the injured area, going slow. At first you let out a hiss at the feeling, you were so sore and all you wanted was to recover already.

“You’re doin’ good Doll, just take slow breaths.” You followed his instructions, he continued to rub the area, the pain disappearing more and more.

Bucky then detaches his hands from your shoulders, moving downward and inward to your back muscles, spreading the warm oil across your back.

“Feels good Buck, ah,” you let out a sigh, accidentally moaning Bucky’s name in the process.

Bucky bites down onto his bottom lip, trying hard not to let the noises coming out of your mouth affect him so much.

He presses his palm into your spine, releasing some tension, causing you to moan once more, only louder this time.

“Oh, fuck, yeah Bucky, right there,” You say, your voice airy and light.

Bucky felt his cock twitch inside his pants, he licked his lips trying to to focus on giving you a good massage and not at your words.

“Oooh, Bucky,” You jerk your body from his touch, he kneaded on a particular place on your back that you’ve had the knot at for a while, “Just keep going there,” You tell him, all your words going straight to his dick, he mumbles a quick okay.

You try not to smile but you could feel his growing erection press against your ass as he continued to massage your back, you let out endless sighs and words of encouragement, each passing second you felt him grow harder and harder against your bottom, you let out a particularly loud moan that could have been mistaken for something from adult films, Bucky lets out a low groan from his throat, bucking his hips against your ass.

“Fuck,” he hissed, “You sound so good,” He mumbles under his breath, Bucky’s holding onto the last thread of self-control he had to not grind against you.

“Keep going Bucky,” You sigh, raising your ass to meet his thrusts, his hands fly to your waist, pulling you into his crotch, grinding his cock harder.

“Fuck, you feel good too Doll, please tell me this is okay,” He asks, his lower lip trapped in his teeth as he held onto you.

You nod your head and reply a weak ‘yes’, Bucky then gets off of you, kneeling next to you.

You push yourself off of his bed and turn your body so that you were facing him, you see Bucky’s eyes trail up and down, he licks his lips.

Bucky doesn’t hesitate for another second, your lips captured in his, you wrap your arms around his neck, your chest pressed up against his, you moan at the feeling of his metal arm grabbing onto your ass.

His tongue swipes across your bottom lip, asking for entrance in which you happily complied, feeling his warm tongue against yours, he tasted so good.

Bucky then wraps around his flesh arm around your waist, pulling your body onto his lap, never breaking the kiss, he makes you straddle his waist.

His metal hand leaves your bottom as he began to undress, starting with his grey sweatpants that did nothing to hide his large erection.

You pull away from the kiss, Bucky reluctantly does so, you help him get out of his clothes, pulling his dark t-shirt off of his body, revealing his thick and toned chest before you.

Your hands travel from his shoulders towards his abdomen, loving the feeling of his rippling muscles, you push down his boxers, leaving him naked. You quickly shed off your shorts, along with your underwear, revealing your soaking core to him.

He grabs you by your waist, pulling you into another fierce kiss, Bucky then aligns his dick with your entrance, rubbing the pre-cum onto your folds, you let out a whimper from the sensation.

Bucky bites down onto your bottom lip as he slipped his cock inside you, slowly. You could feel yourself get stretched out like never before, Bucky takes his time to sheath himself into you, enjoying how tight you were squeezing him.

“Fuck, you feel amazing, just a little more Doll, then we can have our fun.” He lets out a grunt, his whole length finally inside you.

You let out a tiny scream as you felt his tip graze at your gspot, your whole body numb from the pleasure, Bucky continues to thrust in and out of you, his pace never wavering, he lets out a grunt, nipping softly on your neck.

“Bucky,” you gasp as he sucks a love bite onto your neck, your pussy tightening on his cock, he lets out another moan, detaching his mouth from your skin.

“Fuck, your pussy feels so good, you close Doll? You’re pussy’s gripping on me so tightly, come for me Baby,” He snakes his flesh hand between your bodies, his fingers rubbing furiously on your clit, pushing you to the edge.

“Bucky!” You cry out loud as the two of you cum in unison, Bucky’s pace slowing down as he pumped his cum inside you, your arms lazily holding onto his neck, your whole body tingling.

Bucky captures your chin with his metal hand, averting your gaze to him, “You okay Doll?” He asks, his chest still heaving.

You nod your head, giving his lips a soft kiss, “More than okay, that was amazing. You reply.

Bucky grins pulling you into another mind-blowing kiss, the two of you stay in the same position till you had to break away from him to catch your breath.

“So… uh, I-I think it goes without saying but I’m in love with you Doll.” Bucky looks at you with hopeful eyes, you couldn’t help but melt at the sight of him flustered.

From the sex god you had the honor of experiencing first-hand to this lovable man you’ve fallen for ever since you met him, you couldn’t believe how lucky you were.

“Kinda guessed that when you, y’know,” You gestured to your crotch, Bucky’s cheeks flush, he pulls out of you, you let out a gasp from the feeling, he lets out a chuckle, kissing you on the cheek.

“I’ll be right back,” He says, making his way his bathroom, retuning with a warm washcloth to clean you up with.

With a change of bedsheets, you were tucked in Bucky’s arm, wearing nothing but one of his shirts, the two of you laid under his covers, Bucky staring at you with eyes of adoration.

“Buck, is there something on my face?” You say, feeling flustered by the attention.

Bucky shakes his head, pressing a light kiss onto your forehead, “No, I just, I can’t believe I have you in my arms right now. Feels like a dream.”

You bite down onto your bottom lip, “You’re so cheesy Buck, pretty sure our activities before would prove that this wasn’t a dream.”

Bucky nods his head, “Definitely, you feel so much better than any dream I’ve ever had.” He grabs your waist, turning you around so he could press his hard-on against your ass.

“Seriously Bucky? I need to recover!” 

[su-univeralai]

GOOODDDD MORRNNNNIINNNGGGGG SUU 💛

I am here for your essay. Or yknow, just any dunebaby facts that you can spare.

*heavy breathing* oh no, she's come for my OCs exactly like she said she would.

lolol Ok, I've got bios on 9 out of 10 of my kids so far, but I wrote a quick blurb about them so hopefully you can't figure out who I didn't start until now lol. The older 4 (which 3/4 are legit characters in LOK, but tweaked to my liking) are grown-ass adults while the other 6 are probably between 14-21. So, our beloved Taang parents have been popping kids out from when they were 18 or 19 to 39 or 40 years old.

At some point I'll make a family tree for you, since most of the older dunebabies have their own families and that can be confusing. Some have more information than others, but more will be added on each of them as time goes on. I just haven't figured them out yet.

Also, gonna put a cut here, because it's a long post and I know not everyone wants to see my OCs lol.

Ok Onto the Dunebabies from oldest to youngest:

Gyatso (M) Airbender, 35: Named after Aang’s father figure, Gyatso is Toph and Aang’s first born and first of several airbending children. He has a knack for the art and excelled quickly with mastering it, narrowly falling short of beating Aang’s record of mastering airbending at 13. As he got older and his parents continued having children, he became like a father figure to the younger ones. That’s the best part about having tons of kids, right? At some point the older ones raise the younger ones and the parents can just have fun. Once Tiao Wu turned 13, Gyatso and his own wife, boyfriend, and kids moved away from home and resided in the Western Air Temple with some Air Acolytes.

Lin (F) Earthbender, 32: Lin is a straight arrow, always following the rules. Sometimes Toph’s jokes that her first born daughter is actually Katara’s because wasn’t as goofy as Gyatso and Tenzin. As kids, Lin and Tenzin butted heads like no other. They may have had a year or two when they got along, but that was when Lin was training to be a police officer and Tenzin was always out because he was dating Pema. They constantly bicker at family gatherings, but make a mean team when they spar against the other next gen kids. Their twin telepathy (yes, they are twins in my universe) comes into play and they are undefeatable. That is until the triplets becomes masters in their own right. While Lin is a talented earthbender and metalbender, she struggled with picking it up (perhaps because of Toph’s hardcore teaching style). She responded to a “more gentle approach” as Katara would say, and Aang helped her learn the basics until she was ready to take on Toph’s more intense lessons. Lin is definitely closer with Aang than she is with Toph, but goes to mom if something needs to be done quickly and under wraps. Lin works long hours as chief of the police force in republic city, so she doesn’t have much time for romance. When she finds a spare moment for intimacy, she frequents a bar that accepts everyone. She brought Songa with her before her little sis fell in love with (insert steambaby daughter name here).

Tenzin (M) Airbender, 32: Tbh Tenzin still marries Pema and has his four kids, like in LOK. Lol. Unlike the show, with the weight of the whole air nation not on his shoulders, Tenzin was not a serious kid. He played pai sho with the white lotus members and roughed it up with Lin. Tenzin had a difficult time mastering airbending, though. He lacked the spiritual connection that his father and brother easily had. He blamed being stuck with an earthbender in the womb for 9 months at his lack of skill with airbending. His masters airbending at 21 and is pumped to finally get his tattoos. Since Pema is an air acolyte, I'm saying that her parents were also acolytes, and she and Tenzin met as kids and got along really well. They started dating at 16. Tenzin wanted to wait to get his arrows before proposing to her, so they date for 5 long years as Pema cheered him on in the grueling training. Tenzin and Pema eventually move to the Northern Air Temple and kept Teo company.

Suyin (F) Earthbender, 26: Suyin was a troublemaker when she was a kid, always pranking her siblings. She spent way too much time with Sokka. At least that’s what Toph says. Her teenage years, that’s when things became dicey. With Lin on the streets as a cop and Su committing petty crimes, the two were bound to cross paths. After Lin brought her in for whay must have been the thousandth time and Toph had to bail her out, Toph sent her to the her old stomping ground: the Earth Rumble 6. Toph still had her ear in the stadium and stayed in touch with The Boulder, and she thought it’d do her some good to get beat up by other earthbenders. Su stayed with her grandparents and got the structure she needed and got her act together. She got pounded by her opponents the first few years, but she slowly moved her way up the food chain and eventually held her mother’s old title as champion. Once she turned 18, she left to travel the world, meeting up with Kya (can't decide if Kya will be a steambaby or a Sukka baby. Is there a cut name for Sukka babies?). Along the way she met Bataar and fell in love with him and together build zaofu and have all their kids from LOK.

Songa (F) Airbender, 21: The oldest of the triplets to be born. Songa is a calm spirit, she reminds Aang of Yangchen with her way of keeping the peace in their large family. She’s a true romantic like her father and catches the attention of a lot of men, but alas, her heart is won over by one of Katara and Zuko’s daughters, (insert steambaby name here lol). She sees the best in everyone and trusts a little too easily. Watch out though, if you get on her bad side or betray her trust one too many times, her mother’s sass and tongue come out and no one wants to be hit by her earthbending styled airbending. Songa is a talented bender and has a tendency to use her airbending like an earthbender, facing things head on. She can seemlessly switch between styles, but she'd prefer to take her opponents on directly.

Kera (F) Nonbender, 21: Kera is the heart of the triplets. She’s passionate like a firebender and meets conflict head-on like her mom. Being the first non-bender didn’t feel great coming from the lineage of the Avatar and Toph Beifond, strongest earthbender in the world and metalbender originator, but she found peace in being a non-bender when hearing all the stories of Sokka, Suki, Mai, Ty Lee, Teo, and their many other friends taking down bender and non-benders alike. Kera begged her parents to live in the Fire Nation to study under Mai and Ty Lee. Aang and Toph didn’t have any problems with her going, but Zuko and Katara did, fearing she (being a dunebaby) would cause mayhem in the palace. Only after swearing to Zuko that she wouldn’t make a mess did the Fire Lord allow her stay with them. During her time there, she mastered Mai and Ty Lee’s techniques and trained under the Yuyan archers. When she came home, she could beat the other two thirds of her triplets easily. Only when she teams up with the other two, can they take down Lin and Tenzin.

Choekyi (M) Airbender, 21: The last of the triplets to come be birthed. Choekyi is a free spirit, much like his father. He enjoys traveling and meeting new people. As a child (and an adult) he is easily excited and is a very charismatic guy, which gets him far with the ladies in his teens and early twenties. He’s never scared of trying new things, sometimes to his detriment, as he gets hurt a lot for someone light on his toes. His preferred method of transportation is air scooter. Choekyi gets along with Uncle Sokka the most, with his never ending jokes and letting him learn how to throw a boomerang even though he’s a bender. Choekyi spends some time in the swamp with the swamp benders just because he finds them to be hilarious and interesting. This is where he connects with his spirituality and returns to excel in airbending, and earns his tattoos.

Songa and Kera are idenitcal twins, so no one (beside Toph and Choekyi) can tell them apart until Songa earns her arrows. Choekyi looks similar to them, as he is their triplet, but since he came from a different egg, he turns out to be much taller than his sisters. Just imagine Toph's face when she feels three freakin' heartbeats along with hers. Idk if that's scientifically sound, but it's my universe, so I can say what I want lol.

Gyun (M) Nonbender, 18: He's a very musical guy. Gyun means music, but it can also mean germ or bacteria. So his older siblings make fun of him when he’s young. While his bending siblings practice and spar, he masters most musical instruments and even becomes a skilled singer. He’s a favorite of Uncle Iroh’s and spends time with him playing music and perfecting his tea making when he’s not training with Master Piandao and mastering different types of sword fighting styles. Gyun is a lover, not a fighter, and is recruited as the youngest member of the national opera company. He rises in fame, without having to reveal his high ranking connections to his family members. Gyun is a true renaissance man (you know if the renaissance existed back then). He looks up to all of his siblings and soaks in all the stories and advice his can get to perfect the art of storytelling and acting.

MeiLin (F) Nonbender, 17: MeiLin may be one of the youngest, but she’s definitely the sassiest of the bunch. With the personality like her mother, it’s no wonder she’s a bosslady even from a young age. She doesn’t take shit from anyone. While she’s the beauty of the dunebabies (but who really isn’t attractive in this family?) and can hold her poise better than any royal, from the tender age of three, she’s wanted to become the fiercest fighter in the world. After a lot of convincing, Toph and Aang let her train with Aunt Suki and learn how to fight like a Kyoshi Warrior. After she masters that, She begs her parents to send her to the Fire Nation to study under Mai and Ty Lee. By the time she’s 14, she’s already mastered the art of dagger throwing, chi blocking, and the Kyoshi warriors fighting style. Aang isn’t too pleased that she fights in tournaments like Toph did, but Toph watches every match she can get! MeiLin asks her to bet on her and they split the wealth at the end. Lin wants her youngest sister to join the police force when she turns 18, but MeiLin isn't sure she wants to enforce the law like Lin.

Tiao Wu (M) Earthbender, 14: The baby of the family, and loves it. Unlike MeiLin, Tiao Wu is a homebody and a huge mama’s boy, though really isn’t a mama’s boy in the Beifong Family? Like his name suggests, he’s a great dancer and for an earthbender, he sure is light on his toes. While Gyatso is called Twinkletoes Jr, Tiao Wu is known as the Fancy Dancer. Literally. That’s the stage name he chose for his bending dance competitions. When he’s not dancing or hanging out with Toph, he’s studying his cousin’s bending forms, wanting to incorporate it into his repertoire. Tiao Wu is also close to Aang, as he showed an early talent to be one with the spirits. As a six year old, he would meditate next to Aang and beat the freakin’ Avatar, master of all four elements and bridge between the physical and spiritual world, to the Spirit World. He’s also known to be the only human who is allowed to visit Wong Si Tong’s library there.

ALRIGHT Joy, here are some basic facts about my dunebabies universe. If you or anyone else wants to send me asks so I can more deeply construct their personalities, feel free!

[tinyboxxtink]

Build Me Up Buttercup *FINALE*

Note: I am a grown woman, I swear. But I don’t enjoy writing…”smut”. It just creeps me out tbh. I don’t know why, but that’s my line. BUT, I know that you all have probably waited for some sexy time, so I’m gonna do my best. But I’ll tell you right now if you’re looking for some seriously smutty smut, you’re gonna be disappointed. I do better with the floof. 

That being said, I hope you like the ending! Stay tuned for an epilogue, I just really wanted a nice and clean number of chapters. 

Thanks to @wanniiieeee and @chasingeverybreakingwave my biggest fans. <3

Also also I has to include this gif. Idk where it's from but it just fiits with how I felt writing it. So sue me. 😅

The Entire Saga:

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5 

Part 6 

Part 7

Part 8

Part 9

Epilogue 

Rafael had come to your room already sans tie and jacket, so you didn’t have much to get off; but damn these suspenders! Normally you thought they were the cutest things, always matching his jacket and tie. But right now, they were standing in the way between you and sexy time. 

You tried your best to smoothly remove them from his shoulders, but then you didn’t know what to do with them. You fondled around his belt while he started kissing your neck, moaning pleasures into your hair. You were trying so hard to focus on getting his pants off but it was so damn hard with this sex god of a man trying to eat you alive. 

“Ay, carino…” Rafael pulled back from your neck to snap off the latches to his suspenders, tossing them to the floor.

“Thanks, those were worse than trying to get off a bra!” You giggled, Rafael’s eyes widened. 

“You’ve undone bras….?” A mischievous grin crawled across his face.

“I’m very versatile,” you gave him a wink, to which he responded with even more voracious nibbling and rubbing all over your body. He kissed a trail down your stomach, undoing your jeans. You moaned in pleasure, bucking against his mouth as he pulled them off.

“Commando, hmmm? My my you are full of surprises, detective,” He said with a devilish grin, rubbing around your opening, which was completely soaked by now. 

“mmmMmMmMmMmM….” You couldn’t form words, which for you was no easy feat. 

“Nothing to say? You’re usually so chatty…” He continued his teasing, the grin across his face growing every second. You still couldn’t speak, only whimper-- begging him to enter you. He ever so slowly pushed two fingers inside of you, feeling and massaging every bit of your walls as he did so.  You responded as he would hoped, rolling your body in sync with his motions, your whimpering growing louder.

“Raff-f-f-f-f-f-f……” You cried, begging him to be inside of you. 

“Yes, carino?” He smirked, quickening his insertions. “What do you need?” 

“Y-Y-You….” you bit your lip, your body started to shake violently. Jesus Christ you were going to come before he even put it in!

“Oh? You need me to do what…??” His voice was soft and playful, though right now all you could think was he was being totally diabolical. His two fingers kept their pace, and then slowly, ever so lightly, he ran his tongue over your slit. 

That was it, you couldn’t help yourself-- waves of climax rushed you, your body flooding Rafael’s mouth, to which he lapped up with pleasure.

“Mmm, carino you taste so good,” He smirked, licking his lips and moving back up towards you face. 

“Come the fuck on man, really? You made the touchdown in the first down!” You scrunched your face, trying to be mad he made you come so fast, but also totally exhilarated because….well because he made you come so fast.

“Oh please, like you can’t revv up for another one, detective? The game’s just started…” he grinned, pulling you into more kisses. You pulled back and paused for a second, he stopped what he was doing when he noticed the look on your face. 

“What? What did I do? Did I hurt you?” He looked around frantically, looking for any sign of harm. 

“No no no, not at all,” You grabbed his face to look you in the eyes.

“Then why do you look like you're about to cry, carino?” He looked at you with those soft green eyes, the eyes that you could get lost in for hours. 

“....No guy has ever let me….go, more than once,” You bit your lip and looked down in embarrassment. He immediately picked your chin right back up and looked at you with complete seriousness. 

“You, are going to ‘go’ as many times as you want tonight, Amor. I promise,” He stroked your hair, wiping stray tears from your face for the second time that day. 

But this time, they were happy tears. It was true, the jerks you usually slept with were all about themselves, as soon as they went they were done. If you had gone before, great. But if not, well nine times out of ten you were in the bathroom finishing yourself off. You’d certainly never had a man put you first, for anything. 

“Now, are you ready for me, because I don’t think I can last much longer without being inside your beautiful walls,” He undid his belt and pulled his member through his boxers. He really did want to do this, but there was no way in hell any part of his clothes were touching that floor. You noticed this and couldn’t help but laugh, nodding a vigorous YES. He smiled and kissed you again, passionately and hard, slipping inside you as he did so. 

If your moaning before hadn’t woken anyone up, it was happening now. Your legs bent and began wrapping around his neck, allowing him to enter you deeper. You lost all sense of time, place, sense, of being-- just pleasure filled your world. You were so uninhibited you didn’t realize your body was responding by wrapping your legs tighter and tighter around Rafael’s neck, trying desperately to get him as deep as you could. 

“....Uh….baby we might need a safe word,” you heard him choking, snapping you back to reality. You instantly released his head from your thighs, a horrified look now replaced your ecstasy face.

“Oh my god, I am so sorry Rafa! Are you ok?!” You sat up, but not enough to let him outside of you. 

“Oh I’m more than ok,” he growled, plunging back into you. But this time, he pushed you up against the headboard, so when your legs pulled a venus fly trap again they pulled his waist and not his neck. You took the moment to undo your own bra and tossed your lucky t-shirt to the floor. It had done its job, and then some. 

 Rafael resumed pumping in and out of you, massaging your breasts and gnawing at your neck as he did so. Your hands grabbed his back, your nails dragging down it slowly, but very hard. You heard Rafael wince in pain for a second, and you realized you were hurting him again.

“Oh shit I’m so--” You tried apologizing, but his hand clamped over your mouth.

“Don’t you ever apologize to me for enjoying yourself, carino. You hear me?” 

He looked at you very seriously, you bit the inside of your mouth to keep from crying again. You just nodded YES once again, and his face softened back into a smile, now kissing your mouth as he pumped faster. 

You felt yourself getting ready again, the pleasure inside you rising like a fireball. Your moans grew even louder, and you prayed to God the squad wouldn’t burst in the door because it literally sounded like you were being murdered. 

“Ah, ready to go together, mi vida?” He purred, massaging your nipple. Once again speechless, you nodded YES-- He quickened his pace, faster than ever before as you screamed like a banshee, letting go; the second time was even more mind blowing, if that was possible.  You heard him half laugh half moan with completion, as he pulled out quickly and ejected on the bed next to you. Exhausted, he fell back down on your stomach, his boner slowly draining. 

“What was so funny, counselor?”  You raised an eyebrow. 

“I was thinking that any member of the squad could burst in here at any second because you sounded like I was straight up murdering you,” he chuckled, then noticed you staring at him in shock. “What?”

“That’s legit what I was thinking,” you half laughed as well. 

“Great minds,” he smiled, standing up and grabbing a washcloth from the bathroom. He cleaned his groin off, then glanced at the now soaking wet comforter all around you. 

“Well, we sure contributed to the collection,” he chuckled, motioning towards the bed. Your eyes darted around, seeing all the spots from both of your fluids. All of a sudden, this was seriously skeevy. 

“Ewww…..”  You jumped up, grabbing your bra and t-shirt, then moved around to the foot of the bed, grabbing your jeans. You both just stood there for a moment, basking in each other’s afterglow. Finally you looked down at the floor, remembering how you got here.

“What was that?” His voice knocked you back to reality.

“What?” you acted oblivious. 

“That. That look. Where did you go?” he asked; you took a very long pause, debating whether or not to tell him. But if you were going to end up being together, you didn’t want any secrets between you.

“....I need to tell you something,” you bit your lip nervously.

“That sounds serious,”

“Well it kinda is. Maybe. Probably not. But…” you rambled, but he stopped you.

“Just--” he put his hands on your shoulders. 

“Tell me”

You took a deep breath, threw up a hail mary and looked at him with wary eyes.

“....I slashed my tire,” You squeaked. You expected him to yell, or lecture you, but he just laughed. 

“Are you serious?” he continued to laugh.

“Yes! I...we needed our ‘moment’,” you made a face; saying it aloud to someone else suddenly sounded so insane.

“Our moment….?” Rafael was clearly clueless.

“Long story,” You waved your hands dismissively, Rafael was so tired he let it go. He did chuckle again, kissing your forehead.

“That, is probably the craziest thing a girl-- no, anyone has ever done just to kiss me,” He smirked. 

“It was my room mate’s idea!” You exclaimed, not really knowing why that made it any better.

“Well I’m glad they came up with it, and I’m glad you’re nutty enough to listen,” He chuckled again, this time kissing your lips. The kiss lasted a few seconds before he pulled away slowly, raising his eyebrows.

“Don’t tell Liv,” He warned, and you couldn’t help but giggle. 

“I need a shower, care to join me?” You smirked, walking towards him and jiggling your tatas jokingly at him. 

“As tempting as that sounds...I should at least try to get a nap in. If you think I was grumpy this morning, imagine me on less sleep,” He shook his head, pecking your lips.

“And where exactly are you going to ‘nap’, counselor?” You raised an eyebrow. 

“I’m going to lay my jacket on the bed and sleep on it, and then burn it when we get back,” he chuckled, walking towards the door.

“I’ll see you in...5 hours?!” He groaned with a pained expression. 

“Hey, it’s okay…” You held your clothes in one hand and held onto the door with the other, kissing his lips softly as he stood in your doorway. 

“I promise, we’ll stop at a Starbucks the second we see one,” you grinned, his eyes lighting up. 

“Well alright then! I’ll see you then…” he kissed you once more before walking back to his own room. You shut the door and slid down to the floor still naked, ignoring all the diseases you were certainly subjecting yourself to. All you could think about was him, and all you could feel was happy. 

Now if it could only last once you hit that city line.

After your shower, you took every single towel in your room and laid them across the bed, pillows covering the ‘sex’ side. You put your t-shirt back on and crawled carefully into the sheets, almost not caring at this point because you were so exhausted; for many reasons.

Before you knew it, there was a banging at your door. 

“Yo Y/N!!! Rise and shine!!! It’s like 5 till 6, if we’re not at your car ASAP, Liv is gonna murder us all,” You heard Sonny yell through the door. 

“Thanks, Sonny. Be right there,” You yelled back, letting out a yawn. 

You would be cranky, having only gotten maybe 4 or 5 hours. But you were still flying high on Rafa’s sex.

You threw your clothes back on and ran outside towards your car where everyone else was already waiting. 

“Here she is,” Olivia looked at you, then Rafael, then back to you again. 

“....What?” You asked innocently. 

“You came from your own room,” She raised her eyebrows, causing both of you to look at each other.

“Well, duh. Where else would I have been, Sergeant?” You laughed nervously, shaking your head. 

Once again Olivia looked from you, to Rafael, to you again, and this time she smirked. 

“Nowhere...”  She replied just as the tow truck pulled up with a new tire. 

Everyone else looked about as rough as you felt, except Rafael who was beaming. 

“You’re mighty chipper for not having any coffee yet, counselor,” you smirked. 

“Oh, I drank something much more enticing earlier,” he winked, making you blush and hit him hard across the shoulder.

“NO,” you warned, trying your best to be serious but losing wildly as he stared back at you with a tongued smile.

“Alright, you should be good to go,” The mechanic pulled a receipt off his tablet printer and handed it to you.

“You might not wanna make any more enemies here darlin, it looks like someone slashed that tire,” He added as he got in his truck. Everyone turned to face you, you immediately jumped into the driver’s seat of your car.

“We don’t wanna get stuck in rush hour!” You laughed nervously, starting the car. Rafael shook his head with a laugh and got into the passenger’s side, the other four piled in the back once again.

“...You owe me babysitting money,” Rollins whispered into your ear with a smirk. She would be mad, if she wouldn’t have done the same thing to be alone with Sonny. 

The drive home was much less eventful than the day before, your only stop being the Starbucks run you promised Rafael. Sonny had made sure to pee twice, not wanting another lecture.

You felt your chest tighten as you approached a sign reading “WELCOME TO NEW YORK CITY”-- Why were you nervous? As if some magic force was going to strike the car as soon as you hit the city line if both of you weren’t in sync with your decision? Why wouldn’t you be? You had been just fine when you left.

And still, you found yourself taking a deep breath as you passed the sign. 

You were still holding it when you felt Rafael’s hand take yours.

“Still wanna do this?” He smiled, looking back at Liv before focusing on your eyes intently. Your breath slowly exited your chest, tears lining your eyes.

“Absolutely,” you grinned, squeezing his hand tightly. 

“Music?” You dropped his hand, going for your phone and opening Spotify. 

“You know it...Buttercup,” He winked, as you hit the song that started it all. 

So build me up buttercup but don’t break my heart…..<3

[tsukkisbean]

haikyuu nsfw alphabet series | ennoshita chikara

please block #claras steamys if you don’t want to see this type of content!!

warnings: sexual themes (implied sadism?) , mentions of (unprotected) sex, fem!reader

a/n: based on post time skip!! okay so i had to dig as much information as i could on ennoshita for obvious reasons before i went head first into any headcanons. would love to discuss about him bc i don’t see a lot of talk about him since he plays a pretty minor role!!

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A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

two words: sweet. heart. when you guys are done, he’ll give you a chaste kiss on the lips and tell you how well you did. will run you a warm bath, unscented, scented, rose petals whatever the hell you want. if you ask, he’ll give it to you. while you enjoy your time in the bath he’ll go get you a snack and once you’re done in the bath, he’ll help you dry off, get dressed and then you’ll snuggle under the covers together!!!!!!!!

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

i think he’d love your hands the most. just doing things like holding them, kissing your knuckles, or when you play with his hair. the feeling of your fingers touching him is just so comforting to him

on him maybe his shoulders or upper body in general? being a physical therapist i can see him taking pretty good care of himself and working out consistently to make sure his muscles and joints are in good shape.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

he’s into creampies and you c a n n o t change my mind whatsoever. probably stemmed from the one time where you guys were really desperate and short on time (a rare quickie moment)  and you’re okay without a condom. so he gets right into it and at the time all he’s thinking about is getting the both of you to cum that he doesn’t even consider the idea of pulling out. and when he does cum in you the feeling of you being full of his seeds just turns him on to the max

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

he likes filmmaking so he probably lowkey really wants to ask you if he can film you guys having sex but is kind embarrassed that you’ll be weirded out

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

hmmmm i wouldn’t say super experienced? probably had 1 or 2 serious partners before you but he learned most of what he knows now with you. definitely type of dude that knows where the clit is though, ennoshita big brain

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

missionary where your fingers are interlocked bc he loves looking into your eyes while he fucks you

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

seems like the type of guy to take sex pretty seriously in the sense that he wants the both of you to feel good. and that he believes its a pretty intimate, so all your focus should be on each other, no distractions

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

definitely well groomed. i would say something like still having full coverage, but the hairs are significantly trimmed, maintained regularly.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

INTIMATE!!! WILL TELL YOU HOW MUCH HE LOVES YOU AND BEAUTIFUL HE THINKS YOU ARE INSIDE AND OUT AND HOW LUCKY HE IS TO HAVE YOU IN HIS LIFE BC YOU AER HIS LIGHT!!!!

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

after one particularly stressful day at work he just can’t seem to calm down despite his usual level-headedness. he can only think of one way to calm himself down but you’re not going to be home for another hour or two. desperate he jumps into the shower, making sure to lock the door in case there’s the slightest chance you’re back before he’s done. turning on the water, he starts to pump his shaft up and down, thinking about you while he does so. he thinks about the way your hand wraps around his cock, your tongue picking up all of his pre-cum

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

ngl probably has some sorta daddy/captain kink going on that developed from him being captain of the volleyball club in his 3rd year and having to take care of the wild kids (aka tanaka and noya). likes the feeling of having to take care of you and when you act submissive. low key (but really high key) likes the power.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

a bedroom man because he wants you to feel comfortable at all times!! maybe even okay with the couch if you guys have a nice big one that the two of you can fit on comfortably hehe

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

you being straightforward!!! like tell him you wanna suck him off or that you want him to eat you out and he’d get super flustered and blushy. even though he tries, he can’t control the blood rushing to his dick so you get what you want :-)

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

anything that has to do with pain (e.g. choking, spanking), doesn’t want to any sort of situation that could possibly escalate to you getting hurt, soft baby

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

giving!!! the boy is a giver and you can’t change my mind. he’s the type that you don’t even have to ask, once you guys start getting it on, he’s on his knees eating you out faster than you can process. will be lapping away at your juices whenever he gets the chance so that being said probably pretty experienced since he does it for you so often

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

slow and sensual, likes to take his time so that he tell you how much he loves you, how good you feel, and just appreciating you

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

pretty much never. as mentioned above, sex is an act of love to him so he likes to take his time to cherish you and your body and literally just everything about you

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

okay i know i’ve written him as a pretty vanilla guy but i think he’s definitely willing to experiment he just isn’t sure how to ask you. so you most likely have to be the one to ask him to try something new

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

i think because he puts his all into the first round he wouldn’t be able to do that many rounds. maybe 1 or 2 depending how much you guys get around to BUT the first round he can go on forever. pays to be an athlete!!

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

i’m not really sure for this one??? maybe a vibrator to use on your once in awhile

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

teases you a lot when he’s going down on you. like instead of giving you what you want, he’ll kiss your thighs, or just small licks here and there instead of fuckign you with his tongue like you want

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

not very loud, lots of grunting, panting, and breathy moans in your ear

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

your fingers are threaded in ennoshita’s hair while he’s going down on you, and when he hits a particularly sensitive spot you can’t help but yank on his hair in response. at first you’re worried you’ve hurt him but the two of you are shocked at the way he lets out a strained moan. he looks up from between your legs, a small smirk on his face and tells you, “do that again and i’ll keep going”

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

tbh i think he’s average in both length and girth, nothing super outta the ordinary

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

i wouldn’t say it’s super high. he’s a pretty level headed guy so i think he’d be able to control all his sexual urges. only occasionally if he’s stressed out from work will he get super needy

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

after he takes care of you, it’ll probably take him like 15-20 minutes to knock out his arms wrapped protectively around you

[bokunoheroanalysisforthefuture]

With the second half of chapter 11, I am ready for people thoughts / questions / comments on the opening arcs. Were there favorite parts of it? Parts you wish had had a little more to them? Who’s your favorite / least favorite of the characters as shown so far? Anything you found particularly interesting about certain scenes / panels / etc. that you want to share? Have at it! 

I’ll probably be doing some of that myself as I go back through for any little moments I liked, and sort of summarize my own thoughts on the opening arcs. Then, of course, we get to get into the USJ, and see some real action! <3

[No. 11 - Bakugou’s Starting Line]

We come back to the nurse’s office, where Toshinori is awkwardly hovering by Izuku’s bed while Recovery Girl tears into him for Izuku’s third time in her office despite the school year only just starting, and why he hasn’t prevented that damage from happening. Toshinori apologizes to her, and she tells him it’s not her he needs to apologize to. 

(Also, man he’s swimming in his hero costume - really gives a sense of the size difference between the two forms to be honest.)

She notes that Izuku’s come to her both that day and the day before completely fatigued, and that this sort of damage isn’t so easily healed. He’s on an IV drip and has gotten emergency first aid, but all that can be done now is wait for him to recover on his own. 

Which brings me back to chapter 4 with her managing to heal him while he’s completely unconscious and in way worse shape - I really do believe at this point that she CAN use her own stamina to help a patient in critical condition who doesn’t have the energy to heal themselves, but it’s not as effective and, well, drains HER to the point where she won’t be able to help others who might be in need. Ergo, in situations like this, she sticks to hoarding her stamina and letting kids heal their own reckless behavior. (She probably could do a lot more in her prime, but alas.)

She states that she knows Toshinori gave Izuku his power, but regardless of favoritism, Toshinori has to stop indulging Izuku. Toshinori scratches under his ear in embarrassment and says she’s right - he was sympathizing too much, so he hesitated. He then goes on to hesitantly ask her to keep it down while at least discussing One For All. 

She huffs and turns away, mocking him with his ‘natural born hero’ and ‘symbol of piece’ titles. He goes on to explain (for audience benefit alone tbh) that while the staff of UA know about his true form and injury, only Recovery Girl, the principal, an old friend of his (who will later be revealed as Detective Tsukauchi), and Izuku know about his quirk. To everyone else, it’s a secret.

(We know from later on that this isn’t quite true - there are a few others who know - but I suppose that this is the ring of people who he interacts with at this point in time, which is… really fucking depressing. 

Of course, Horikoshi might not have come up with either character beyond vague thoughts and outlines at this point, so I suppose he didn’t want to box himself in on a character design before he was sure they fit his needs. Gran probably was outlined vaguely at this point? But I think Nighteye might not have been created until around Kamino.)

Recovery Girl asks rhetorically whether that talk is just him resting on his laurels, then a bit more seriously asks whether it’s really that important that he be a natural born hero and the Symbol of Peace. We get another up-close shot of Toshinori’s intensity as he states that without him, superhuman society would fall to evil.

(A bit egotistical there, much? But I think it’s also a bit of the toxic mindset he’s had build up over the ages - that he’s alone in being able to hold things together, that there’s no one to fall back on, that he can’t afford to be ‘helped’ even as he keeps falling apart.)

Toshinori then goes on to explain that this is the responsibility that wielders of One For All must bear. Recovery Girl contemplates this quietly for a moment, then says that it’s then all the more important for Toshinori to learn how to guide Izuku properly. 

We transition to after school… which does end up leaving me to wonder whether I was off about heroics being the last class of the day, but at the same time, I don’t see how the teachers expect the kids to be able to focus on academics after two hours of heroics training, not to mention that the kids do need time to digest lunch, so,,, eh. I’m going to presume that here it’s more that with the battle trials ending a bit early, there was time afterwards for discussion before the school day ended.

Anyways, Izuku is just trudging back to class, still in his damaged costume and wearing a sling for his right arm. He’s slouched over, thinking about how Aizawa-sensei is ‘really gonna let him have it’ - which says a lot about his expectations for teachers at this point. He opens the door to the classroom, and is surprised when Kirishima notices him and announces his return, as well as welcomes him back. 

Izuku is quickly surrounded by several classmates (Kirishima, Mina, and Sato), all of whom are excited to talk to him, much to his confusion. Kirishima says that even without knowing what was being said, the battle was wild. Mina complements Izuku’s dodging (which makes sense now that I think about it - she does a lot of dance and incorporates it into her fighting, so she might have thought Izuku was similar? Maybe?) Sato says that everyone was pumped after the crazy first round.

Kirishima, Mina, Tsuyu, and Sato all then introduce themselves in order, with Kirishima saying that they were discussing battle training, Mina restating her admiration for Izuku’s dodging skills, Tsuyu that she just prefers to be called Tsuyu. Izuku is a bit overwhelmed. To the side, Tokoyami grumbles about them being noisy while sitting on the desk - much to Tenya’s concern as he demands Tokoyami get off of it. Someone else tells Tenya to not get bent out of shape. 

The true crack ship - KamiChako. Which is immediately ruined when Ochako makes her way over to Izuku, noticing and worrying over his arm and whether he’d gotten it healed. Izuku says it wasn’t quite healed, since he was so worn out, and then he apologizes and says he has something to do. That something being rushing after Katsuki.

(Literally, that boy walks in, looks around, sees Katsuki isn’t there, and immediately goes ‘sorry I have to go immediately’. Like, I know this is a shounen, but at the same time…)

Izuku catches up to Katsuki on the way to the gate out of the grounds, and is, uh...

Not looking that great, captain. Those bags under his eyes have really seen some cultivation in the time since the battle trial. 

Izuku’s internal thoughts note that where everyone else wanted to talk to him, Katsuki just clammed up and went home. Or maybe it’s Izuku’s memory of Toshinori recounting the aftermath of the class? But Toshinori left right at the end, so uh… I have no idea. 

Anyways, Izuku catches up and gets his attention, drawing Katsuki’s shadowed stare (it’s not quite a glare? So yeah.) Izuku is looking down a bit, narration noting that he hasn’t even told his mom his secret as he states that he can’t say much, but that Katsuki should know this. Izuku thinks about Katsuki’s comments during the battle trial about tricking him, and then…

Well that was a face adventure Katsuki went through. It’s a really good thing he was also too distracted by his own existential angst to really think about Izuku’s words.

But to dig more deeply into this, we can start from the top - literally. Starting at all that space at the top, and then the empty panel (asides from the two) where Izuku states he got his quirk from someone else. It really sort of gives a beat before such a weighty reveal, and more so how, in that moment, Izuku is only focused on Katsuki as he says it.

Izuku goes on to explain that he can’t say who it’s from, and that it’s a bit like a conversation out of a comic book, and that on top of that he can’t even really use it yet, so the borrowed power is pretty useless to him, which is why he tried to beat Katsuki without it… only to fail and be forced to rely on it. While this is happening, Katsuki’s expression goes from confusion/what the fuck towards outright pissed as Izuku rambles on, seemingly nonsensically from his point of view. Izuku states that he has a way to go, and then looks up and meets Katsuki’s gaze as he states that he’s going to make that power his own someday, and then overcome Katsuki with his own power. 

This seems to derail Katsuki’s anger for a moment back towards shock - possibly for the sheer boldness and earnestness of the statement. Izuku’s a bit embarrassed at his rambling reveal, thinking that he’d just meant to tell Katsuki he hadn’t been tricking him, but, well. 

Katsuki wobbles a bit in place, likely to keep himself from instinctively going after Izuku for being, well, Izuku. He repeats Izuku’s comment about borrowed power, then says he has no idea what Izuku’s talking about, but that Izuku is clearly determined to keep making a fool out of him. His anger boils back up as he grits out another swear, and then gets into how he lost to Izuku, and then if that weren’t enough, there was another student - Shouto - who he knows he can’t measure up to. He slaps a hand to his face, nails digging into his hair as he swears again and notes how ‘ponytail girl said it all’. He snaps his arms back down, swearing more, and demands a mostly rhetorical why from Izuku - likely in response to his fear of being able ot measure up to someone he had until then looked down on. Katsuki then declares through tears - and some repetition for emphasis - that from there on out he’s gonna beat everyone. 

He then spins back around and starts to walk off, rubbing at the tears while telling Izuku to enjoy his win, since it won’t happen ever again. Izuku holds himself firm a bit longer, then sighs and seems to lose whatever energy he’d dredged up for that conversation - methinks it’s also a bit exasperated with Katsuki? I mean, I have to admit trying to have a serious convo with the kid has to be a struggle sometimes.

Incredible. Thanks, All Might. And I can’t help but cackle at Izuku swaying in the wind created with All Might rushing right past him to get to Katsuki, as well as that ‘ow!’ from Katsuki. All Might is latched onto Katsuki’s shoulder as he kind of greets the kid, with Katsuki looking about five seconds from turning around and biting the man in the arm like a semi-feral cat.

All Might is wheezing a bit in holding this form while rushing to catch up, starting to offer some advice - that Katsuki’s self-respect is important, and that he definitely has the makings of a pro, just so long as he-

Katsuki cuts him off by telling him to get off, since he can’t walk. He then goes on to say that it’s without question that he’ll be a hero who surpasses even All Might. All Might is surprised at that rebound, taking his hand off while thinking that the usual egomaniac is back. All Might mutters about how being a teacher is tough while watching Katsuki stalk off.

Izuku’s narration notes that Katsuki’s fuse had been lit, but his own goals hadn’t changed - that he would keep chasing after him. While he’s staring dramatically after his childhood friend, All Might starts asking what he said to Katsuki.

We have a last transition to a few days later, the narration noting that the class learned an important lesson that All Might had warned them about - about how they should fear the cleverest of villains. The scene is set in a different area, with the frontmost building being a bar. Someone is shown reading a newspaper article about All Might teaching at UA, as well as his temporary leave from his hero agency. 

The person sets the newspaper down folded neatly, noting how All Might is a teacher now. The voice then goes a bit raspy (or maybe it’s a different speaker) as they wonder out loud about what would happen if villains killed the symbol of peace. 

Whoo boy, what a first introduction to the main antagonist of the series.

It seems like he has all five fingers on the newspaper in those panels? But it might just be the weird angle that keeps us from seeing how careful he is to not do so, which might have given away his quirk before it gets shown in the next arc. 

Also, hello misty character who definitely doesn’t have some deeper, tragic backstory we eventually learn about. 

About those hands… you know, I know what the ‘official’ story behind them ends up being, but like, they all look the same, so I wonder if those are just… random hands from his victims over the years. ...while the design is suitably disconcerning, it also makes sense that Hori would eventually chuck them aside thanks to how much extra drawing and detail they all need. 

Anyways, that closes out the chapter and the opening arcs, so again, open for any sort of thoughts/questions all of you have. I should have my own out in the next few days, I think.

[suchdan-veryphil]

A Whole Ass Baby? - Jack Barakat Imagine

Anonymous said:

How about a Jack Barakat headcannon/whatever you wanna write about you two finding out that you’re gonna have a kid? I need more Jack content tbh 

Word Count: 2,367

Trigger Warnings: Swearing, getting sick, sex mention, menstruation mentioned, doctors

A/N: 

This is the second time I put something back in my drafts instead of posting it when I was done. And this is now the second time I was sad that a post wasn’t getting notes when it was never posted. I will do better. This took forever, but here it is. I love Jack Bassam Barakat. I love writing Jack Barakat. I am HERE FOR THIS

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It had been three weeks since I started feeling nauseous. I would just be sitting down and be hit with a sudden wave of nausea, like I was on a boat for too long. I could still eat, I could still drink, I could still shake my ass to Mr. Brightside but if I sat for too long I would just be hit with the feeling that it was time to vom. 

Then two weeks ago, I was fine. The nausea was gone, the world was bright again.

Then about two days ago, it hit me again. I couldn’t eat anything that wasn’t toast, crackers, a banana, or water (although the water was a hit or miss). Too much of anything caused me to be violently sick, and unfortunately for me, “too much” of most things meant one bite. Otherwise, I felt fine. No aches and pains, no headache, no fever. I wasn’t thinking too much about it, though, mostly for those reasons. 

Meanwhile, Jack was pounding back cake, pizza, ribs, wings, margs, and everything in between four or five times a day without a second thought. I was honestly jealous. 

We were sitting on our sofa, watching The Office. I was laying on two of the cushions and he was sitting on the third, resting his elbow on my knees. I watched as he popped three pizza rolls into his mouth at once and started chewing rather loudly. In response, I groaned and pushed his shoulder with the pad of my foot. 

“Do you have to enjoy the good food in the house when I’m sick?” 

He started to reply, but I couldn’t understand him with all of that food in his mouth. It was a low grumble, and he was starting to drool a pizza stained slobber the more he attempted to speak.

“What?! I can’t understand you,” I chuckled a little and sat up before wiping his nasty spit out of his beard. He chewed the food and quickly swallowed before answering. 

“I said, if I don’t eat it then nobody will and that’s a shame. Besides, I still think you should go to the doctor.” He popped another roll in his mouth and looked over at me. 

“I disagree. My stomach has just been off. I have literally zero other symptoms.” 

“You haven’t eaten in like a week. You need to go to the doctor.” Jack raised his eyebrows at me and stared intently. He was probably right, but I hated the doctors and he knew this. 

“If I don’t feel better by Sunday, I’ll go to the doctor. Okay? Just two days.” 

We just stared at each other, both of us begging the other to give in silently. I leaned in and did my best to pout my lip without it being obvious. 

I could tell the second that he went to inhale deeply through his nose that I had won. 

“Thank you,” I leaned over and kissed his cheek gently. 

“I didn’t even say anything!” 

“You didn’t have to.” I kissed his cheek once more, getting a whif of his greasy lunch. It hit my stomach instantly, bringing me to my feet and to the bathroom to empty whatever small contents that were left. 

That was definitely the universe giving me some sort of karma. 

I could feel his hands rubbing my back as I leaned over the toilet and waited to see if anything else was going to invite itself up. 

With a deep breath, I grabbed some toilet paper and wiped my mouth before flushing and sitting on the cold tile. 

“Do you feel better?” Jack continued to rub my back. I took a second to listen to my body, and also to get reoriented. After a moment, I nodded my head and pressed my palms against the floor to push myself off of the ground. I was only a few inches off the ground when I started to feel dizzy and fell back into Jack’s arms. I closed my eyes and put my hand up to my forehead. 

“Ok, let’s go to the doctor.” I leaned against the sink counter and collected myself before I began to brush my teeth. 

I could see Jack’s face become instantly relieved through the mirror as I spoke.

“I’ll get the keys.” 

Within the minute, we were getting into the car and buckling up. Jack reached over as we stopped at a light and pressed the back of his hand to my forehead. 

“Well you don’t have a fever.” His hands dropped to hold mine, fingers interlaced. 

“I know, that’s why I really didn’t want to go anywhere. I’ve had stomach aches before,” I sighed and rubbed circles along his hand with my thumb. 

Jack nodded and focused on driving. “I know. I know,” 

It wasn’t long before we were in the waiting room of my doctor’s office. I was busy concentrating on not getting sick in front of the other patients waiting to be seen and Jack took out his phone to play a game. 

I stared at his phone screen as he made switched pieces of candy to watch them pop. I concentrated so hard on the screen that I didn’t hear when they called my name. 

“Hey, that’s you.” Jack locked his phone and elbowed my arm as I came to. 

“Oh. Oh, I’m coming. Sorry.” I turned and handed Jack my bag. “Can you hold this?” He just nodded and slung it over his shoulder casually and continued to scroll through his phone.  

I followed the RN into the examination room and sat on the chair with the noisy white paper on it. “So, Y/N, what brings you in today?” 

I sighed and sat back on the chair, making the paper rustle. “Well, I haven’t been feeling well for the last couple of weeks. I have bad nausea, I can’t keep anything down. Today, my boyfriend was eating a pizza roll and just the smell made me sick. I got really light headed in the bathroom after getting sick. I don’t have a fever or anything, but Jack, my partner, is set on me getting seen so... here we are.” 

I let out a breath and watched as the nurse processed everything. “Are you on any medication? Any change in your diet or exercise routine?” 

“Nope, I’m still not on anything and I still don’t diet or exercise.” We both chuckled at my little joke before she nodded and started to take my temp and my blood pressure. 

“Sexually active?” She asked, releasing the air from my arm band. 

I nodded my head and watched as she removed the band. “Yes indeed.” 

“Do you use contraceptives?” 

“We do.” 

“When was your last menstrual cycle?” 

“Um,” I paused and thought back to when the last time I got my period was. I couldn’t remember, which was probably not the best sign. 

“I’d like to give you a pregnancy test to rule it out before the doctor goes and prescribes you something, if that’s alright.” She opened a cabinet and began to reach for whatever she was grabbing as I answered. 

“Yea, that’s fine.” I could feel my palms begin to get sweaty as I thought of the possibility that I was pregnant. Me? A mom? I couldn’t imagine it. I slept until almost noon most days and ate mac and cheese for most meals. There was no way I could be a mom. 

Jack as a dad, though, that was something I could see. He was always ready to take care of others and make someone laugh. Jack was someone who had a lot of patience, was goal-driven, and just made everyone happy. I tried to imagine what it would be like if he had a tiny baby to love and care for, but I was pulled back by the nurse who handed me a cup. 

“Here you go, just pee in this and leave it on the shelf over the sink with your birthday written on it. You can come back in here when you’re done and we’ll let you know what we get and take it from there.” 

I took the small plastic container in my hands and sighed as I looked at it. Getting up from the seat, I couldn’t help but notice my cheeks started to hurt. I could not stop smiling, just imagining that Jack and I could possibly be having a baby. 

Once I reached the bathroom, I followed the nurse’s instructions step-by-step and washed my hands thoroughly. All I could think was “I should have drank more water today” and “Jack and I might be parents”. 

Sitting back on the seat, I bit my lip and rested my head back in the headrest. Jack had no idea what was going on in this room. He was just sitting in the waiting room with my purse over his shoulder, playing Candy Crush or scrolling through TikTok. 

I could feel another wave of nausea hit and I silently prayed to whatever higher power would listen that I would not throw up in this office. All of my energy went into holding in whatever it was that was threatening its way up. To my demise, I was quickly pulled to my feet and hunched over a garbage can to hurl. Between heaves, I heard the door open and close before being met with the voice of my nurse. 

“Well, I think we know why you’re getting so sick.” The water turned on and I soon saw a cup of water in my line of vision along with a tissue. I took both gratefully once I knew I was done before wiping my mouth and drinking the water. I threw the cup and tissue in the trash before sitting and apologizing. 

“I can take that out with me, I’m so sorry. Thank you.” I was rambling at this point, feeling just embarrassed that she had walked in on that. 

“Don’t worry about that. Grosser things have happened here, trust me. We’ll get it taken out once you leave. Now, I have news that could be either really good or really bad depending on how you take it but know that there are options from here.” 

Somehow, this only confused me so I just nodded in hopes that she would get to it. 

“You’re pregnant. This would explain the sickness, the lack of appetite, the lack of fever, and the lack of a period.” 

My heart started to race and I could hear it pumping in my ears. “Wow.” 

It was all I could muster before I looked at her and smiled a little. “Can... can we go get Jack?” 

“Of course! I’ll go get him, I just didn’t want to tell you in front of him just in case.” She smiled back at me and left the room for a minute before returning with Jack, who was still holding my purse over his shoulder. I couldn’t help but chuckle as I saw him looking so non-chalant with it. 

“Hey you. Is everything okay?” He reached out his hand to grab mine before squeezing gently and looking at the nurse and then back at me. 

“Yea, everything’s fine.” I smiled widely at him and bit my lip before looking at the nurse. 

“Well we figured out why Y/N has been getting so sick.” The nurse started before she looked at me. I nodded and held back my tears as she continued. “She’s pregnant.” 

Jack was silent for a second before he looked down at me. “Wait. What?” He smiled widely and dropped my bag to the ground before taking my other hand and squeezing them tightly. 

All I could do was nod. 

“A baby?” He asked and tilted his head, much like a dog would when confused. 

I chuckled and nodded my head. “A baby, Jack.” 

I was barely finished with my sentence before he leaned down and wrapped me up in his arms tightly. 

“Oh my god. A whole ass baby. A kid. A child.” he rubbed my back over a few times before leaning back and holding my face in his hands. 

“So you’re happy?” I asked and smiled widely, reflecting his. Jack let out a quick, “ha” before leaning in and kissing me deeply. 

Once we separated, he bit his lower lip and glanced down at my stomach. “How far along are you?” 

I shrugged, and the nurse chimed in momentarily. “By the looks of your period chart, it would look like you’re about 7 weeks along. I’ll give you guys a few minutes, but when you’re ready you can go to the front and make an appointment with us for within the next few weeks and we can follow up.” 

“Thank you.” was all Jack or I could muster as she excused herself. He looked down at me and dropped his jaw. 

“A whole baby!” 

I laughed and nodded. “Yes! A whole ass baby! Growing in here!” I poked my stomach and chuckled before I bit my lower lip to contain the smile. 

“So you bothered me and pestered me about condom usage and we ended up getting knocked up anyways.” Jack commented. I gently and playfully pushed his shoulder and shook my head. 

“Oh shut up, Barakat. Looks like that wine room is getting turned into a nursery.” 

“Says you. I was thinking your office would be comfier.” 

I laughed a little and shook my head. “Yes, because we need a wine clubhouse AND a wine closet. Sorry, how dare I?” 

With a smile, Jack helped me up to my feet and held my hand. With his free hand, he picked up my bag and handed it to me. 

“I’m carrying a child and you want me to carry my bag too?” I teased as I reached for it. Quickly, he pulled it back and slung it over his shoulder again. 

“Fine, I look better with it anyways. It’s definitely not your color,” he said and lead the way to the front reception area. 

The way my heart swelled with love and joy told me that I was on a very eventful and joyous journey with my boyfriend and our growing family. 

[wri0thesley]

many many anons under the cut bc i didn’t want anyone to feel like i was ignoring them and i wanted to respond to u all! warning for small text too, it was so long i wanted to make it look smaller fgbnjkgkjn

Anonymous asked: NAT... you can write WHATEVER you want! It's your blog, and I hope that rude anons can learn to respect that. I used to be on your blog just for jjba content too, so when you started getting into jjk I was indifferent but eventually you dragged me into jjk so hard!! I already like bnha, so seeing you write for it only made me happier! I hope that you continue to write whatever make YOU happy:) ❤and yes, longer fics certainly doesnt mean it's better, quality over quantity

ahh i’m happy that you are here for all three!! i always feel so accomplished when someone is like ‘your constant screaming made me think about jjk <3′. all three of the fandoms are fairly popular and i tag everything v carefully so i hope people who do use the filtering find that useful!!! 

Anonymous asked: Goodness gracious. People really be out there thinking they're entitled to dictating what kind of content you should be making

i think part of it might be that i do take requests so people feel like they have like . . . a certain right to certain kinds of my content? i take requests mostly bc they keep me motivated, i like making content for ppl who cant find what they want bc i’ve Been There, but maybe people think i am a pushover? idk i am just trying to have a good time!!!

Anonymous asked: Hi. I only started following you a few days ago but please ignore that rude anon. People are so fucking entitled towards writers it's insane. I recently had someone throw a fit for "spoiling" something in my fanfic, even though the fic was about a manga-exclusive character, so what did they expect?? Overall I've really enjoyed your writing so random assholes coming to guilt you is just a shitty thing that happens. Keep going with what you wanna do.

ah gosh anon i’m sorry about that :(. i’m always super careful tagging spoilers and stuff but like, if someone clicks on a fic about say, naoya or the steel ball run boys and is mad that i spoil something they havent found out yet . . . yeah thats on them fgbnkjgfkjn

Anonymous asked: That...that anon had the nerve to say "we". The fuck?! No no no anon, YOU'RE the only one talking and you're just talking for yourself, don't you dare try and lump us other anons/followers up with you to make yourself look like you're right. We love you nat and we appreciate you. It's your blog, you're allowed to write about whoever and whatever. This brain dead anon just needs to either go read someone else if they're that salty or write their own stuff if they're that impatient.

gosh i WISH some of my mad anons would just write their own stuff honestly. idk if this anon thought they were talking for everybody but i guess they expected anons to agree with them and not be mad at them. i appreciate u anon ;_;

Anonymous asked: Just want to say that ily and you’re one of the best jojo fanfic writers in my opinion 💗 I don’t think you’re half assing jojo fics and there’s absolutely nothing wrong with you being multi fandom. A lot of jojo blogs have started posting about jjk so it’s not as if you’re the only one. I’m not sure why you get hate like this but I think it’s just because you’re one of the popular writers and that makes people bitter for whatever reason. Keep being you and posting about the things that make you happy 💕

honestly after so long writing for jojo - i’ve written well over 200 jojo reader insert fics - sometimes it feels like i’m retreading stuff, and that’s when i take a break bc i dont wanna half-ass stuff!!! i love all of my fellow jojo friends who are posting about jjk too, i appreciate them <3. 

Anonymous asked: Hey my dude, ur writing has really grown since the jojo days and its better and awesome seeing u become happier to branch off and write in different fandoms 🤌🤌 those stupid anons are just boring farts that couldnt be bothered making their own content 😤😤 is it possible to block them to ease ur mind?

hello anon!! i run a statcounter for IPs but it doesnt always work for ppl who access through the tumblr app, i don’t think; a lot of the anon hate i get i just use the ‘block’ option, but last night got to me because i’ve been getting that kind of writer a lot which is . . . a bad look for the jojo fandom who are, as a whole from the ones i’ve interacted with, lovely!!! <3

Anonymous asked: People often forget, the person behind art or writing, is just another regular fan. You deserve to be happy with what you create and we should be thankful you share your talent with us. You also have right to change your main interests, and it's very normal thing. Jojo is one of the MANY things that you write for and all you get from that is a like or share. Its not your job. It's your fun thing to do, in spare time. You haven't betrayed anybody. That person was just rude, selfish and bored.

i am just a person doing my best!!! anime fanfic is one of many interests i have and i already devote a lot of time to it honestly, i love when people tell me they’ve enjoyed something i made bc it makes it feel worthwhile but equally it gets to me a lot when people are rude because i am usually trying my hardest. 

Anonymous asked: Bro that jjba anon... the entitlement🤮 Fam, you write whatever you want to write😤 -Saturday

dfnjbkjnkgf i find most fic readers are NOT entitled at all and are just grateful but when they are . . . oof. 

Anonymous asked: It's funny how people throw "we got you popular" and they think you start apologize and cry. Your writing and passion made you gain few numbers on a follow counter, nothing more. I think I'm too old for stuff like this, we are nothing more, but +1 on a number scale. You ow us nothing, we ow you nothing. Popular... Funny word. You just write for fun of it, fake scenarios about someone's manga characters. It's not that deep. Have fun and don't listen to people like this. I knew it's not that easy, but they are really not that important as they think they are.

extremely fun fact for people who think ‘popularity’ is important to me: i would 100% rather have 10 people who regularly comment, reblog my fics with tags and interact with me than 100 people who read my fic and either leave a like or simply move on. i think this is true for the VAST MAJORITY of writers tbh. i’m glad that people think i am a ‘popular’ blog (i am not in the grand scheme of things, one of my ex-best friends used to run a kpop reader insert blog with like 30,000 followers) bc it gives me an ego boost lmao, but i really just want people to read and enjoy the stuff i write!!! 

Anonymous asked: I followed you a while ago for jojo and when my friends started getting into jjk i was like...eh sounds like work...but now that I see you writing for it I feel really motivated to get into it!!! I really enjoy your writing and I want to be able to read the new stuff too!

ah anon i really hope you like it!!! it’s only one season rn if u wanna watch the anime and there isn’t too much of the manga to catch up on either but it is a lot of fun and it’s nice to be in a fandom that’s like, excited about a new chapter and new plot developments every week!

Anonymous asked: Pls dont reply if u dont want to! <3 I'm not sure if this will be of any help to you or not but this is the kind of thing that often helps me and is the only way I know to try comfort others so I wanted to give it a go~

Now im not gonna say 'dont feel bad pls' bc I know that's not really useful but what I do think is useful is just discussing why that anon and many others feel the need to respond that way. As someone who follows a lot of writing blogs myself and have done for a long time, i've seen my handful of favourite writers come and go for different reasons, lose motivation for a while, gain motivation for a while, go from multi to single fandom, or single fandom to multi. Often times as a reader it can be upsetting when things change but it's also important as a reader to understand that some things aren't in anyone's control, I can't control what my favourite writers become a fan of or lose interest of, I can't control things in their personal lives that may motivate or demotivate them to write, but what I can do is support them as long as they're active, and if they move on to do things i'm no longer interested in or i'm the one that changed interests, rather than being upset that they're evolving to do other things or that they're not evolving with me, I think it's important that I still feel thankful for the works that I enjoyed while we were still on the same page and this is how I personally deal with those negative feelings. I think the anons that lash out at you probably just dont know what to do with themselves, maybe they got attached to your works while you were still only a jjba blog and now that you're evolving they're upset, while I understand how they feel, they're going the completely wrong way about it. I've learned to take these things and turn them into something positive for myself or at least something bittersweet that I can move on from but the anons that lash out at you for whatever reason probably haven't learned this yet. Maybe it's because i've moved on and changed interests a lot myself that I know how these things go for both writers and readers but those anons maybe haven't experienced this as much so they dont know what to do with themselves other than complain that you've changed and throw insults at you in an attempt to get you to revert back. None of this is because of the quality of your writing like they want you to believe, it's literally just because you've evolved and while some of your old followers might not like the new content for no reason other than it not being their cup of tea, it's definitely not regressed at all. You are pumping out a lot of content right now but every single thing i've read has just been better than the last. Things that really stand out to me is how well you get characterisation down to a T and all of your dialogue is just on point and from the pov of a reader I think those things seem the hardest to get right so I am such a huge fan of your stuff at the moment and I can tell you're really putting so much thought and care into each and every fic no matter how fast you're producing it, I think the fact that you're also proud of what you're writing at the moment really shines through as well and I just adore the passion that radiates from every completed request as well as in the responses for the subsequent thirsts resulting from these works that appear in your ask box later (I know i've sent quite a few by now~)

Just to be clear i'm not defending those anons in any way, while I can understand what they might be feeling/why they're reacting in the way they are I still believe it's just so immature to be hateful online point blank. Even during a time where I still got upset with writers if they started doing something else I still never targeted that negativity directly to the writer and sending rude or hateful comments whether on anon or not never something i'd stooped low enough to do even when I still had an immature way of thinking, however, I hope that it might make it a little easier to brush them off if we try and understand what they're really upset about, and that they're just putting the blame for their negative feelings onto the wrong thing rather than coming to terms with change themselves.

hello anon!! i appreciate the long message. i do feel bad for people who have no interest in what i’m currently producing and i get that they feel upset about it; i’ve watched a lot of fellow jojo writers move on completely or just stop posting, honestly. this kind of thing is why i was so intense about asking people if it would be better if i made a separate blog but the resounding answer seemed to be ‘i’m just vibing with whatever happens and i’ll block tags as needed’. 

i often return to works by my favourite reader-insert writers who no longer write for the fandoms i like (and i read stuff bc it sounds interesting or i trust the person who writes it), but change can be difficult and i guess at this point i’ve - whether u like me or not lmao - been a fixture in jojo reader-insert tumblr for a While so it’s probably kind of jarring. 

anyway i really appreciate you and the nice words! <3 

Anonymous asked: hi nat! I just wanted to pop in and say that regardless of what fandom you write for, the love and care you pour into your writing and into interacting with followers who care about your work as well is really obvious. you're doing this for FREE and people should appreciate what you've given us so far, since ultimately this blog should be for you, whatever that means to you at any point in time. it's ok to jump fandoms! the important thing is that you feel good about what you're producing and that it makes you happy. everyone else is just a bonus - but, seeing you on my dash certainly makes me happy : ) I hope you feel better soon!

thank you anon! i’m feeling much better and happier today. birthdays are very difficult for me (i did not think i’d be alive at eighteen, much less 25!) so this event is definitely kind of a way for me to concentrate on something else, and i’m a little bit extra sensitive atm. i appreciate you so much, thank you for the kind words!!! <3

Anonymous asked: Hello! I just wanted to say, write what YOU want and make YOUR writings as long as you'd like. 💖 To the anon who is like "We mAdE yOu FaMoUs dOnt HalF asS iT" stfu, let people do what they wanna do. If you think they half do it, write something better and longer you asshat.

this is an open invitiation to that anon to send me a link to their writing blog and i’ll hype them up i promise <3 

Anonymous asked: nat i'm so so sorry about that ask please know that your older followers don't share the same opinion :( sometimes people forget about the living, breathing person behind the screen smh. you are not a machine. you absolutely should not restrict yourself to posting about one fandom forever. yes, we're first pulled in by your amazing content, but we stay for your wonderful personality and work ethic. please just keep being you, taking up projects you feel comfy with! <333 bless u

ahh thank u anon! unfortunately i actually am a writing robot, i’m sorry u had to find out this way. my jojo chip has been removed, please send it back so i can continue to not half-ass my jojo work. fgnjkbgjkfn thank you so much angel!!! i appreciate you ;_;.

Anonymous asked: i don’t think it’s fair for other people to say shit about what you choose to write about because on tumblr and other writing platforms, writers are constantly developing how they write and the fandoms that they write for. it’s not fair for someone to criticize that “you don’t care about jjba blah blah blah” because you can enjoy new shows/manga. and like you said you’ve grown so much!! proud of you nat and im glad that ive been able to read your works (sincerely other nat)

i am STILL waiting for you to come and fight me other nat fgnjkbnf. it’s nice to be enjoying different things! i am constantly learning new things and reading new works and making new friends and improving and i think that’s important. i do care about jjba - a lot! but i can care about other things too! <3 

Anonymous asked: I may not be one of your oldest followers, but i've been here for almost 3 years. Yes, i started following u for ur jojo content, but let me tell u, ur newfound motivation and enthusiam for other fandoms was honestly contagiuos for me. And i say this as a person who finds very difficult to move from one interest to another. Jojo is great, but so are other fandoms. Please don't let some faceless scum rob u that motivation. This is ur blog and u r always free to write whatever u want.

honestly, i have been there! i am autistic and i have special interests and watching other people move on to stuff i’m not vibing with has made me sad in the past, but i want people to be happy more than anything and sometimes that means new things and change! <3 

Anonymous asked: Hi Nat! I saw that rude anon message & I just wanted to pop in & say that they're wrong. You're not betraying anyone & you should write whatever it is you want to write. I followed you for jojo & I'm not familiar with the other fandoms that you write for, but personally it makes me SO happy to see you enjoying new things! It's always good to find joy wherever you can, so keep writing what you're interested in. There a lot of ppl who want to see you happy and healthy <3

honestly the idea of it being a GRAND BETRAYAL is so funny, i am just writing anime fanfic here and thriving!!! tysm anon! <3

Anonymous asked: Those anons can piss off! They have no right to judge how long or how short your writing is. If they want longer content write it their damn selves. I think your writing has improved wonderfully and I originally followed for Jojo and I'm enjoying all the content period. I don't even watch jujutsu ( not my cup of tea personally) but I love seeing the creativity and the interactions. You write what makes you happy Nat and that's on that! You don't owe anybody anything! I know how hard writing is and when your consuming new content it's hard to make content for something else. That doesn't mean you don't like it any more your just doing something different for a while. Love you and your content and I'm enjoying the love your putting into your content whether long or short. ♥♥💕 Sending love your way!

honestly my idea of ‘short content’ is still over 1k words, i’m not good at reeling myself in! i guess it’s bc they see like, 1.5k jojo fic versus 5k jjk fic but it’s not that i didn’t enjoy the first fic, just that the point and the story came a lot quicker and so did the natural end! thank you anon, i appreciate you ;_; 

Anonymous asked: Hello! Just wanted to let your know that I think your writing is awesome, and that you should write for whoever and for whatever you want to! You dont have to stay loyal to one fandom or anything, and your followers shouldn't expect that from you! It's not like they are paying you to write, you are doing this for free, and because you enjoy it and it makes you happy! If they dont like your stuff, they dont have to follow you, they can go to other blogs that cater to their taste, and they definitely don't need to be sending you such hurtful comments, and they dont get to make you feel sad about your writing! Just because they followed you during your earlier stages of writing, doesn't mean you owe them some type of loyalty or compensation! You can write literally whatever you want as long as it makes you happy! That's what your hobby and your blog are for! I hope you know that alot of your followers love your work and think that you are an amazing writer and are down to support the work that makes you happiest! 💖💖

ahh thank you so much anon!!! i am always so bowled over by how many people are nice to me when something like this happens, i am sending you my love <3

Anonymous asked: don’t listen to them!! we love you as a writer no matter what you write, because you’re a good person and a talented writer!! you shouldn’t have to change what you write to please a bitter person, and if they only want jjba, they can go to another blog instead of bringing you down. you’re doing amazing and they should be thankful you grace us with your talents!!

to be totally honest, if i was half-assing or not vibing with content i was making i just. wouldn’t post it. like you’d be able to TELL when i was half-assing stuff just to get words out (source: i have re-read my own nanowrimo works). there are lots of great jjba blogs who could do with more followers n interaction!!! i hope they do find them and i hope they’re nice to them :(. 

Anonymous asked: Please don’t pay attention to that anon. People only have that confidence when they have anon turned on. Them looking through your blog despite feeling that way is peak fan behavior and speaks to how addicting your writing is. Naturally, you can’t please everyone and there will be people who are irrational and feel entitled to tell you what to do or what to write no matter what. Trust me when I say they’re a small minority and are more likely probably passing viewers rather than regulars. I check your blog about three or more times a day because I love reading not just your fics but also your takes, banter with other anons, or even random updates. Brainrot posts? LOVE TO SEE IT!!! Desk update? AMAZING!!! With that being said, don’t feel pressured to continue pushing out content for others. Write what makes you happy! You’ve been writing for JJBA for 4 years and it’s completely normal + healthy to get into new media. I’m not sure if it would mean much, but your love for JJK has gotten me excited to start it too!!

anon i really hope you enjoy it!!! sometimes these anons remember stuff i’ve posted and said better than i do tbh, i am living in their heads rent free i guess! 

Anonymous asked: I've been following you for a couple of years and honestly it would always be a joy to see when you posted. Your writing has improved and I'm very happy you're enjoying yourself ! I know it hurts hearing and seeing stuff like that but I'm happy you're here. I'm honestly blessed everytime you post. Your writing is phenomenal. I love reading it even if its characters that I dont care for. You capture their essences so well and weave an amazing tale within the prompts and whatnot. You're amazing nat!

wehh thank you so much!!! re: the improvement, i really don’t feel like it has and then i re-read something i wrote when i first started and i’m like oh my god maybe it has. did i really write about jotaro acting like that. 

Anonymous asked: Hi Nat. I recently became a follower of yours and I'm really saddened to see you get hate. You seem like a genuinely sweet person with amazing talent! I'm a writer myself and, unfortunately, get the same kind of comments. And when you get those comments, it doesn't leave you feeling motivated. People need to understand that people can and will, at times, grow out of fandoms. (1 Not just that but you're doing all of this for free. Again, I'm sorry you got such a comment. But please know that I'm proud of how far you've come. I'm proud that you're living a life that makes you happy. And no matter what fandom you may find yourself in next, I will always enjoy your writing. Take care of yourself. (2 end

HELLO NEW FOLLOWER I LOVE YOU (i get a lot more a day now than i used to and i feel guilty about not being able to look through so many blogs but i do try and follow back other writers for my fandoms!! ;_;). i’m sorry you get the same kind of comments! i’m always just happy to see people i like enjoying new things, even if i have no interest in it (hello to all of my mutuals who write for hunter x hunter and haikyuu, not interested but i’m sure you’re having a great time and i support you!!!). 

Anonymous asked: I'm sure you're getting a barrage of supportive messages now (at least I hope so) but I figured I'd add my voice, because I'm a longtime follower. Your writing is, and always has been, wonderful. I've been so happy to see you and Haz get to a place that works for you both. Idk if it's obvious for everyone, but you seem like you're emotionally in a pretty good place most of the time these days, and it makes me really happy to see that. I followed years ago for JJBA content, but I stayed because regardless of what content you put out, I find your wit delightful. And I'll stick around even if you move fandoms entirely, because whatever content or editorializing you produce is going to be worth reading, regardless of what it's for.

ahh, anon!! thank you for sticking around so long, sorry if you’re old enough to have been around the vore and jorts and spider rohan fiascos! <3 i am definitely a lot more stable than i have been and - barring the Pandemic Related Mental Health Issues - happier! i’m glad that it’s noticeable! <3

Anonymous asked: It actually makes me mad how entitled some people are. Nat, you're not a content creating machine and those who expect you to be are not worth wasting a thought on. Your love for something is not measured in word counts and for you to write every day without getting burned out in the slightest you really must have a burning passion and huge dedication to your craft. If others decide to send hate then allow me to send admiration because I can feel your love and hard work in each post you make!

i try and write every day bc it’s super good for my little ocd/autistic brain to have routines and distract itself, so i’m glad other people can enjoy them because that makes me motivated to carry on! like, i write for myself mostly bc the content i want i sometimes get find, but filling requests and writing for other people also leaves me with happy warm fuzzies too! i appreciate you!! <3 

Anonymous asked: If people only care about your writing for the jojo porn that’s on THEM, not you. Your writing was amazing when I followed about a year ago, and it’s only gotten better and will continue to get better! I think it really comes through when you enjoy what you’re writing and it adds a whole other layer of worth to it, because not only are you making free content but you LIKE that content and we can all gush about it together!!! More than just fans, I think you’ve created a community here and we don’t just stick around to read smut, I promise you that. -Reronon

i do miss having a discord community bc it was nice to talk to everyone in real time but it was hard work, i am glad that people feel like they can just come into my askbox and gush! i’m not very friendly in real life and people tend to think i am cold and stuck up so i work very hard to try and seem friendly and approachable online, which is much easier for me because i get to think and re-draft before i type! <3 

Anonymous asked: Hi Nat! I’m sure you’re getting a lot of messages like this right now but I just wanted to say for what it’s worth that, as a person who originally followed you for jjba content and hasn’t watched/read any of the other series you’re currently writing for, I’m honestly still along for the ride. This is your blog and you’re allowed to do what you want with it and put out what content you feel like writing. Sometimes??? People acquire new interests??????? Shocking! I know absolutely nothing about jjk or bnha but out of curiosity still read some of your posts about them and even though I might not Get It, I still enjoy them because I think you’re a very talented writer! Honestly, as long as you’re still writing, I’m still down to clown, and whenever you take breaks (which are important!) I’ll still be waiting for your return or supporting and respecting your decision to stay away longer. Don’t let the entitled assholes get you down. Utilize YOUR blog and YOUR space however YOU choose. Your talent and kindness speak for themselves. Love you!!! ❤️❤️❤️

anon i care about you and i am so appreciative of you and everyone for sending me such nice messages! i am running out of ways to say it but it’s true, it really does mean a lot to me ;_; <3

[johannas-motivational-insults]

While you're talking HM, what about what was going on in the director corner during the pushup contest?

Oh, this is a fun one. (Commentary is bolded.)

So this scene was not planned, not really. I was on the bit where Catra is comforting Adora over something she doesn’t understand (Adora’s hurt feelings thinking that Catra is hung on on Scorpia, if that wasn’t clear from Adora’s side of things in previous chapters) and I, like Catra, was trying to think of a way to move on from that. I needed to cap the chapter and bring the mood up a little and Catra didn’t want Adora to to be sad anymore. So uh, yeah, this happened.

“I’m going to hug you now, okay?” announces Catra. Asking Adora if she wants a hug generally just causes her more distress, gives her one more thing to think about when she’s already overloaded. Adora gives a jerky nod and Catra steps in, wrapping her arms securely around Adora’s torso and pinning her arms to her ribs. Adora’s still standing stiff in her grip, though. “Tighter?”

Admittedly I kind of stole the “tighter?” thing from a scene in season 2 of Atypical. Not on purpose, but that scene lives rent free in my head so I can’t claim I would have come up with it on my own. As an autistic and a snarky wlw jock that show makes me feel seen.

“Yeah,” whispers Adora. When Catra obeys, the tension finally leaves Adora’s body, her chin relaxing onto Catra’s shoulder with a sigh. Moving entirely on instinct, Catra tips her head to rub her cheek against Adora’s. Her hands are kind of occupied, after all, locked tightly around her own biceps to maintain the pressure. Adora responds by nuzzling into Catra’s shoulder, but her throat bobs again against Catra’s collarbone. Clearly this isn’t enough, so Catra wracks her brain for another strategy. Anything to cheer Adora up, get her mind off whatever’s bothering her.

I just love opportunites for Catra to act vaguely catlike in human form. I try not to throw them in just for comedic effect in a way that’s distracting, but I liked this one.

“Hey, wanna have a push up contest?” is what she comes up with.

Adora snorts into her neck and Catra smiles. Shrugging off Catra’s arms, Adora steps back and sizes her up, eyes gleaming competitively in that way Catra loves. “Oh, you’re gonna regret that, Diaz.”

Adora, you are so very predictable.

She really should know better than to say something like that, knowing Catra’s abilities. Oh well, that’s just more motivation to kick her ass.

With this many jocks in one room, it turns into quite the event. Rogelio makes Entrapta pause the game so he can partake, and Entrapta gleefully accepts the role of referee. At Adora’s request, she changes the music to something with a strong beat, and the competitors shake their arms out and begin to take their positions on the floor.

I miss hanging out with jocks. One brain cell, all competitive energy.

Catra’s getting in the zone, the music narrowing her focus, but when the lyrics start and she recognizes the voice she almost chokes on her laughter. “Is this Nickelback?”

“It’s one of Scorpia’s favorite workout songs!” Entrapta says in her own defense.

Scorpia gasps, one hand flying to her chest as everyone shares a laugh at her expense. “Et tu, Entrapta?”

S.E.X. is a great workout song and no I do not take criticism. Tbh I threw this in because music was already such a big theme in this chapter that I wanted to continue with having a soundtrack, and because I have fond memories of this song playing in the locker room while my hockey team was getting dressed and pumped up for games.

In total there’s eleven of them on the floor when Entrapta says go, including Lonnie and Scorpia. But Catra’s not worried. This is just one more arena where people underestimate her. She’s lean, and yeah she definitely can’t bench as much as Scorpia or even Adora, but she’s strong for her size. She was a gymnast for fuck’s sake, bodyweight exercises are her jam.

This may be a little bit of a flip off to people who underestimate Catra’s strength and/or act like she would want to watch Adora work out but lie around lazily herself. Catra is compact but ripped, and she would absolutely ogle Adora but she’s also a competitive little motherfucker. Then again this whole fic started as a flip off to the football player Adora/cheerleader Catra trope so this is very on brand for me.

As Catra expected, the meatier types drop off quickly. Scorp and Hel and the other linemen are used to pushing hard, of course, but never for long. They can’t keep the beat past twenty push ups, but Catra’s just getting started.

It comes down to her and Adora, as always. Catra thrives off of competition and loves beating Adora in particular, but sometimes she thinks having a nemesis other than Adora would be nice. It gets a little confusing. (Oh Catra, I feel you. Being in constant competition with your crush and that making it even harder to know how to feel about her is a lesbian MOOD.) The lyrics aren’t exactly helping with that, either.

‘I'm lovin’ what you wanna wear’ ‘Wonder what's up under there’ ‘Wonder if I'll ever have it under my tongue’

Catra exhales hard with every push, trying to ignore Adora’s breathy grunts to her left. Sweat rolls down her brow and drips off her nose as her face heats up, and she’s glad she has the contest to blame for it. The rest of the room hollers and cheers but Catra barely hears any of it. It’s just her and Adora, locked in a battle of wills.

Jesus Christ is it getting hot in here? (Also yes this might be a slight nod to how they’re both tops and this is what makes their relationship great.)

‘S is for the simple need’ ‘E is for the ecstasy’ ‘X is just to mark the spot ‘cause that’s the one you really want’

Yeah can you blame me for picking this song? ‘Cause tbh...

Adora keeps up longer than Catra expected, powered by pure competitive lesbian energy. Catra almost starts to worry she ran her big mouth and is about to have her ass handed to her, but soon after they hit the 50 mark Adora’s arms start to wobble, her breaths coming hard.

“Come on, Adora!” shouts Lonnie. “Don’t give up now!”

Of course Lonnie’s on her side. That just makes Catra grit her teeth and push through the burn with a breathless growl.

“Keep it up, Wildcat!” counters Scorpia. “Just a little more, she’s fading!”

I love Scorpia and Lonnie butting heads over Catra because Lonnie is that mean friend and Scorpia is Scorpia. It’s gonna happen again in chapter 8. ;)

Catra keeps pounding away and Adora finally falters, her jelly arms failing to match the beat in time.

Oh that... that was not meant to sound as sexual as it did. But I will absolutely not take that back.

“Adora, you’re out!” calls Entrapta. “That’s it!” Still, Adora doggedly fights through to the top of her final push up before collapsing in a heap. Grinning down at the floor, Catra keeps going. Might as well drive the point home. “Catra, you can stop now!”

A broken and beautiful laugh sounds beside Catra’s ear, a blunt fingernail poking into her shoulder as she works. “Show off.”

Adora is absolutely just taking an opportunity here to touch Catra while watching her work out. It goes both ways.

But Catra’s not just showing off. She has a goal. When Entrapta finally hits 69, she drops to the hardwood with a heavy gasp. Raising one hand, she pinches the tips of her thumb and forefinger together and pants, “Nice.”

That is so very Catra.

That gets a laugh out of the crowd, including Adora. One of her hands touches Catra’s back and Catra turns her head to find her smiling. Genuinely, this time. It’s the most beautiful sight in the world. Catra flips onto her back to see it better, and Adora’s hand ends up resting on her heaving stomach.

And they both wish it was lower lbr.

“Tell me again how you don’t like being the center of attention,” teases Adora, her speech still broken and breathless.

Catra just grins, clasping her hands behind her head. “Never said I didn’t.”

Yeah for something I added in at the last minute I really enjoy this scene. Competitive sexual tension is my jam.

[softweebqueen]

3AM (Part 4)

~ I’m back!! I’m so glad to be posting again. I also can’t wait to work on some of the requests I received. I surprisingly got a lot so I’ll only be doing a few of them or combining very similar ones. If I don’t do yours, please don’t get upset. Just send it in again and I’ll try to get to it. Special thanks to my proofreaders and Grammarly. I appreciate them. (Tbh I’m not sure if they know that there’s two of them) Anyways, enjoy! ~

~ Part One ~ Part Two ~ Part Three ~ Part Five ~

Ochako sat on the stairs of the hospital listening to Bakugou unleash his anger out on the police officers who were taking statements from all of them after the students were cleared by the doctors. Her eyes were locked on her phone screen with her thumb hovering over Shoto’s contact information. She had to tell him, but she didn’t know how he would react. She was afraid that he would flip out, but she wasn’t quite sure. The two of you were close, however, she had no clue what his actual feelings for you were. 

“I’ll call him.” Momo sat next to Ochako, pulling out her phone. “I can handle it if he freaks out on me.” She flashed a small smile to Ochako, pressing her phone to her ear. It didn’t ring more than twice before Shoto picked up the phone. “Something terrible happened to-” 

“Where is she?” Shoto’s cold voice interrupted Momo before she could tell him what had happened. Everyone that was sitting in the common room could feel the temperature drop the longer he was on the phone. “What did you just say?” His knuckles turned white as his grip on his phone tightened. “You guys didn’t stay with her? There were three of you and not a single one of you noticed that she had left the group until later. You guys are the reason she’s in the hospital right now.” The phone call didn’t last long and he didn’t stick around long enough for anyone to ask what the hell was going on. 

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

Bakugou finally calmed down after talking with the officers. Now he was pacing in the waiting room. He was in a complete state of panic. He knew Recovery Girl was back there, yet he was unsure what she could do. You used all of your stamina and were broken in so many places. The guilt was eating him alive. Maybe if he had gotten there sooner he could have prevented the injuries you sustained. Would he have been able to stop those bastards from breaking your body? Would you blame him for not getting there sooner? 

A hand grabbed onto the collar of Bakugou’s shirt. “What the hell are you doing here?’ Todoroki growled at Bakugou. 

“I could ask you the same thing. You weren't there when she needed help and I was.” Bakugou snapped back, shook Todoroki’s hand off of his shirt. He thought that icy hot had no place being here. Bakugou was the one that saved you while Todoroki sat on his ass at the dorms. 

“Bullshit, you only made it worse by trying to play the Hero.” Todoroki’s words were like venom to Bakugou. He knew that those words were the truth. The image of your bone sticking out of your flesh flashed through his mind. He didn’t know if Todoroki knew what happened, but he knew that he was the reason for that injury. He was the one that tried to continue to fight even when they threatened to break you. 

“That’s enough.” Momo declared, pushing the two boys way from each other. Her arms crossed over her chest with a huff. “We all wish that something different would have happened, nonetheless we can’t go back in time. How do you think we feel?” Her hands motioned towards herself, Mina, and Ochako who all looked like they had just been through hell and back. “There’s nothing that we can do now besides wait.” She managed to defuse the situation with her calm voice and got everyone to sit down in silence. 

It felt like they had been waiting forever when a doctor, Recovery Girl, and Mr. Aizawa walked into the waiting room to speak with the worried teens. Their attention was focused on the three adults as they sat on the edge of their seat. Todoroki, however, was on his feet impatiently waiting to go in to see you.

“We did surgery to reconstruct her bones, then Recovery took over. There was only so much Recovery Girl could do with the state Miss _______ was in so she will be staying here for a little while. However, she is awake right now.” A wave of relief rushed over the group as the doctor spoke. “She is in and out of consciousness so we are only going to allow one person to visit with her tonight.” Your classmates glanced at each other as the silent battle began. There was a possibility of turning it into a verbal battle if Mr. Aizawa hadn’t interjected himself.

“Bakugou, she asked me to tell you that she wants to see you.” Aizawa’s words shocked everyone in the group. They couldn’t believe what they had just heard. “The rest of you need to go back to the dorms and get rest. You can come back tomorrow to see her.” Bakugou was confused and unable to move. You wanted to see him? There was no way that was right. You hated him. Not even saving your life could change that. 

Shoto’s icy glare snapped Bakugou out of his head. “Don’t. Touch. Her.” His entire body was stiff, warning Bakugou with a harsh tone. His eyes followed Bakugou and the doctor as they walked out of the waiting room to your room. He was devastated that you didn’t want to see him. You didn’t ask for him, instead asked for the boy that he thought you hated the most. Part of him wanted you to tell Bakugou off and tell him to stay away from you. The other part of him worried that you were mad at him for not being there for you when you needed him. 

“Katsuki…” Your frail voice mixed with the tubes sticking out of your body and the machines surrounding your bed made Bakugou sick. “Come here.” You motioned him to come closer with your good arm. The rest of your limbs were wrapped in casts and bandages. Hesitantly he pulled a chair closer to your bed. He wanted to leave. He couldn’t stand seeing you like this. He knew you to be strong and stubborn, so seeing you like this hurt him. Your eyes barely opened enough to look at the boy sitting next to your bed. The one whom you owe your life to quite literally took your hand, whispering things that you couldn’t make out. “Please stay with me.” Your voice was barely audible as you slipped back to the sweet embrace of sleep.  

Bakugou watched as your breathing slowed and your muscles relaxed, staying absolutely silent. You look peaceful like this. It was almost as if you hadn’t almost been killed hours before now. If you weren’t laid up in casts and connected to machines then he probably would have completely forgotten about it. He brushed the hair out of your face with a barely noticeable smile. He would never be able to tell you how you made him weak at the knees. He loved your stubbornness, quietness… really he loved everything about you. Your personality intrigued him. The way you could spit back insults at him. How nonchalant you were about everything. You had him wrapped around his finger and it pissed him off. He couldn’t stand it. That’s why he avoided you. Now though, he was going to be there to protect you and comfort you. He was going to show you that he was better 

Bakugou stayed by your side for a while but he started to feel bad. He felt as if it was his fault that you were this banged up. He had to get some rest so he’d go back to the dorms for the night then come back in the morning before you woke up. It would be like he never left. However, his plans suddenly changed the moment you began to stir. He couldn’t hear you when you started to mumble but he could tell that it wasn’t good by the way your face scrunched up. He got up from the chair to attempt to hear what you were saying. He was taken aback as you screamed and your eyes shot open, making him stumble back. The sound of you hyperventilating and the sight of you pulling at the tubes and your casts with your good hand freaked him the hell out. 

“Breathe.” He grabbed your hand to prevent you from doing any damage. “Just breathe. I’m right here. You’re okay.” His voice was calm, but on the inside, he was freaking out. His heart was pounding so loud that he could barely hear his own thoughts. He had no clue how to handle a situation like this. Even though he was trying his hardest to calm you down, you seemed to be getting worse. 

Bakugou cupped your chin in his hand and turned your head towards him. “Look at me. Just focus on me.” He was assertive but gentle. He didn’t want to hurt you but he wanted to get your attention. “Nothing is going to hurt you. I’m here and I’ll protect you. Just take a deep breath. It’s only you and me.” He whispered and dropped his hand from your chin as soon as you focused on him. He took your hand in his significantly larger ones. Your soft, smooth skin felt pleasant against his rough calloused hands. “Just breathe.” He whispered, giving your hand a slight squeeze. His lips pressed against your forehead with a gentle kiss as you began to calm down.

“It hurts to breathe.” You whimpered, still extremely drowsy and woozy from the medication that was being pumped through your body via IV. His heart ached at your words. He didn’t want you to be in pain. 

“I know it hurts but you have to take it easy.” He was glad that you were finally calmed down. “Everything is fine. You can go back to sleep. I’ll stay right here.” He assured you, noticing that you were fighting to keep your eyes open. The small, sad smile that you flashed him tortured his already hurting heart. He kept a hold on your hand as you went back to sleep. There was no way he was going to leave you here alone.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

 The light danced across your face as the sun rose, peeking through the blinds in your room. You slowly blinked away the sleep from your eyes to figure out why you couldn’t move your hand. A mop of ash blonde hair was the first thing that you noticed. He was still sitting in the chair next to your bed with his body hunched over and his head rested on your hospital bed. You slowly slipped your hand out from underneath his, careful not to wake him up. Last night was a little foggy, although you remember him calming you down. Most importantly, you remembered that he was the voice that you heard. He was the one that had saved you. You were beyond grateful for him. You were clueless about where you would be if he hadn’t shown up. His bed-head became more disheveled as you ran your fingers through his hair. He was attractive and made your heart skip a beat anytime you saw him. The only problem was that he really pissed you off. There was a time when you thought you had feelings for him after he kissed you, then he started to ignore you. The feelings quickly faded after that. You pulled your hand away from his hair as he began to stir. 

“Good morning.” Bakugou slowly sat up and stretched his arms over his head with a yawn. The boy’s husky morning voice sent chills up your spine. The corner of your lips curled up into a sweet smile as his gaze focused on you. No matter how much you hated him, you couldn’t help but smile. “Did you sleep well last night?” 

“As well as you can when you’re connected to a bunch of IVs and your body is broken.” You joked, trying to push away the nagging thoughts of the pain that coursed through your body. “Look, I know you don’t particularly like me. But -” 

“That’s not true.” 

“What?” 

“I don’t hate you nor do I dislike you. I know I shouldn’t have procrastinated to tell you this, but I actually like you... A lot.” Bakugou’s blank stare made him seem too serious. It had to be a joke. 

“I highly doubt that.” Your laugh caused pain to shoot through your entire body. The sharp intake of air and the grimace on your face made Bakugou scoot back, afraid that he was hurting you by leaning on your bed. 

“_______” Shoto’s voice filled the room. Neither of you noticed that your classmate was standing in the doorway, listening to your entire conversation. “You need to be careful. You’re going to hurt yourself more.” Your face lit up at the sight of the boy who you spent so much time with but it didn’t take long for you to notice the anger in his eyes. 

“I’m fine.” You waved your hand dismissively. “Come here. I’m so glad you’re here!” You beamed up at him, completely disregarding Bakugou. You felt bad for ignoring Bakugou but Shoto had you head over heels for him. Although you were somewhat sure he had feelings for you, you didn’t know if he wanted to be more than just friends and that hurt you. 

“You’re not fine! You can only move one limb and your lung is bruised!” Shoto shook his head and pushed past the boy in the chair, making him fume. “At least you’re alive.” He uttered before pressing a gentle kiss to your lips. Your face almost immediately turned scarlet. Shoto never showed you this much affection besides that one time. He especially never showed affection towards you in front of people. You couldn’t help but wonder if he was doing it to piss off Bakugou. This was all very confusing. First, the boy you thought hated you said that he has feelings for you and now Shoto was treating you like you were actually dating. 

“_______, I wish I could have been there when you needed me. I wish I could have saved you. But in the future, don’t ever do that again. I can’t lose you.” Shoto’s voice was serious but quiet as he spoke. You could see the guilt written across his face. The way he held your hand like he was holding onto you to keep you from falling off a cliff made your heart sink. You had caused so much pain for both Shoto and Bakugou. The thought of them feeling guilty made you feel like an awful person. You couldn’t even imagine how guilty Mina, Momo, and Ochako felt. You were glad that the nurse walked in when your eyes began to water. 

“Excuse me boys, but I’ll need you to step out into the waiting room.” The nurse interrupted as she pushed a cart full of syringes and medicines to the other side of your bed. 

“Go on. I’ll be fine.” You brought Shoto’s hand to your lips pressing a tender kiss on the back. You looked at Bakugou who was seething with anger. A small grin formed on your lips when you winked at him. You watched as Shoto practically dragged Bakugou out of the room. 

The boys were met by a few of the other students in your class. Shoto had a plethora of words to say to Bakugou but he couldn’t start that fight in front of everyone. He was livid when he showed up to find Bakugou sleeping next to you. His anger grew once Bakugou confessed his feelings for you. Everyone thought the two of you were dating. He would be happy to date you, but he could never be more than friends with you. 

He wanted to be the one to stay with you last night. He didn’t understand why you wanted Bakugou to stay and not him. He thought you had feelings for him, but now he was unsure. He had watched you play with Bakugou’s hair and the way you looked at the hot head made him think that maybe you had feelings for the blonde and not him. When he heard Bakugou confess to you, it made him green with envy. 

“Todoroki, are you okay?” Izuku tapped on Shoto’s shoulder distracting him from his worries for only a second. Shoto glanced at his classmate and nodded his head before letting out a sigh. He was furious, however, there was nothing he could do. 

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

You were completely knocked out after your friends left. Well everyone besides Bakugou and Shoto left. You were glad they came to visit except now you were tired. Sleep overcame you no matter how hard you fought it. Shoto took advantage of you being asleep by leaving to get lunch. He didn’t want to leave you but he was hungry and the blonde was nowhere to be found. He figured if he was quick it would be fine. You wouldn’t notice that he was gone and Bakugou wouldn’t be alone with you. However, his quick trip turned into a long one when he had to wait for his food. 

Bakugou slipped into your room after he witnessed Shoto leave the room. He sat beside your bed, taking your hand in his. He knew that now that icy hot was back in your mind, he would never be able to convince you that he didn’t hate you. It was also unlikely that you would speak to him ever again. He had to tell you now even if his words would not be heard. “I really do have feelings for you. I don’t hate you, which sucks for me because my feelings for you are distracting me. I can’t become the number one hero if I can only think about you. I can’t help but get angry every time you smile and it’s not because of me. I can’t focus knowing that I’m not the source of your happiness. Of course, I want you to be happy no matter what but it hurts me. It hurts even more to hear you cry at night because of Todoroki. I don’t know what he is doing but I know it’s hurting you and that’s enough to piss me off.” His grip tightened on your hand. “To be honest, I’ve been falling for you ever since you told me off in the cafeteria. At first, I thought I hated you but the more I interacted with you, the less I wanted to kick your ass. I still didn’t know what I was feeling towards you until that night at 3AM. When I saw you sitting there like an idiot and eating at three in the morning, I knew then that I wanted to call you mine.” 

Bakugou didn’t get to finish his small speech because the chair he was sitting in was pulled away from your bedside and turned towards an infuriated Todoroki. “Leave. Now.” Todoroki’s hands were clenched so tightly that his arms shook. “I don’t want to see you anywhere near her ever again.” 

“You have no right to ban me from seeing or speaking with her.” Bakugou spat back at him. “She can choose for herself. She’s not your property.” 

“She’s mine and I don’t want you around her. She doesn’t know what’s best for her. You’ll only cause her more pain.” 

“She’s not yours. You can’t claim her like that. You guys aren’t even dating.” 

“That doesn’t matter because she has feelings for me and she’ll never have feelings for someone like you.” 

Their argument continued back and forth even as you began to twitch. You kept your eyes closed, listening to the two boys bicker. It was getting on your nerves to hear the things they said to each other. 

 “At least I was there to protect her!” Bakugou shouted, shoving Shoto away. 

“You didn’t protect her! You only caused her to be in more pain. That’s all you’ll ever do so stay away from what’s mine.” Shoto’s words were the last you could stand to listen to. You slowly opened your eyes and turned your head towards the two feuding boys. 

“Get out.” You croaked and glared at the shocked boys. “ Get out and leave me alone.” You had been listening to them long enough to know that you didn’t want them around anymore. “I said get out. I don’t want to see either of you here again.” Those were the last words the two boys heard from you your entire hospital stay.

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hey!! bro ur my number #1 source for lupin III content so can I ask like how in the hell I go about watching all the series / movies / etc for it in order??? I’m really pumped for the live action so I wanna at least dip into all the other stuff. thanking ya kindly //tips hat

hello!!! what an honor!! oh my… ok I’m so sorry in advance… I’ve gotten a few similar asks and I started writing out a list and it was getting over 1500 words long so I had to try to chill out…so…

LUPIN III CRASH COURSE

I’m sorry that this is so long.. and consider I cut it down! but here is my intro because I know this franchise is huge and confusing!! (I’ve had multiple instances of friends being like ‘I tried to find that Lupin thing you like but I could only find the third one?’) 

I kind of liken it to Scooby Doo? it stretches some 60 years and has been handled by many different writers, directors, and animators across very different eras? most important to know! the order doesn’t really matter and things aren’t really sequential (save for where the three most recent shows) so you can jump in and explore whatever seems compelling! it’s overwhelming because there is so much but also nice because there’s something for everybody! if you like fun and pure, edgy, etc. etc. 

feel free to disregard everything coming… I will say my personal priority order is

- Castle of Cagliostro

- some episode of part 2

- part IV, ideally all of it! there’s filler but it’s hard to know which ones

- part I (or some episodes of it? up to you!)

- Fuma Conspiracy

- part V 

- part III (it’s great too!! just not as sequential as IV and V)

- First Contact… truly indulgent but its so cute!

(below I broke down a little about each and my favorite episodes, where to find them, etc. and there’s so much more but just doing everything below is a whole lot)

TV (All the shows except for The Woman Called Fujiko Mine are on Crunchyroll!)

Part 1 (1971) - crunchyroll!

The beginnings kind of a weird feeling because the first half was directed with one vision vs. the second half being co-directed by Takahata and Miyazaki, there’s a shift in Lupin’s personality and most significantly they sought to shed his ‘sense of apathy’ and make him more of a hero? something that’s echoed later on! honestly, I don’t think the transition is as dramatic as some people find it? but it does shift across the episodes and end on a sweet note!

truly they all have something to enjoy but I made note of 

episodes 2, 4, 5, 7, 9, 11, 13, 16, 18, 19, 23 

for some reason? really really suggest watching the last episode! but get a bit of the first and second half beforehand!

Part II/Red Jacket (1977-80) - 155 episodes - on crunchyroll dubbed and subbed

there are a lot so I tried to narrow it down to a few of my favorites/ particularly noteworthy ones? I bolded my absolute favorites! I’m sure I missed a few but save for a few two-episode arcs you can jump in anywhere and it’ll be fine.

episodes 1-79 are dubbed on Crunchyroll! In my personal opinion the script makes it worth it!! there are a bunch of non-dubbed episodes anyway if you want to get a feel for both

(these episode titles are often hilarious, misleading, and/or horribly embarrassing?)

1 - ‘The Return of Lupin the Third’ - just a good starting point!

5 - ‘Will the Leaning Tower of Pisa Be Standing?’

6 - ‘Tutankhamen’s 3,000-Year-Old Curse’

7 - ‘Venetian Super Express’ - I want to say this is a cute little road trip episode? it’s been so long

9 - ‘Steal the FIle M123’ - this dub… madness. very strange Christopher Walken impression for absolutely no reason?

10 - ‘Bet on the Monaco Grand Prix’

15 - ‘Crude Reproduction, Perfect Frame’ - Lupin keeps committing strange and uncharacteristic crimes, but he has no memory of doing so!

29 - ‘Fly Me to the Moon’ - Lupin has some mysterious Levitation Technique and everyone is after it 

32 - ‘Lupin the Interred’ A famed hitman is after Lupin!

34 - ‘But Your Brother Was Such A Nice Guy’ - this episode is one of the zaniest ones and that’s saying a lot… Vampires? Jesus? Really really funny moments though especially in the dub

42 - ‘Cruisin’ in Drag’ Lupin infiltrates the ship of a wealthy bachelor disguised as a woman 

45 - ‘Diamonds and Minx’ kind of a mess of people stealing from each other? 

46 - ‘The Island of Dr. Derange’

57 - ‘Alter-Ego Maniac’ - Inspector Zenigata goes criminal

62 - ‘Church of the Poison Mind’ - Jigen and Goemon stumble into a religious cult

69 - ‘Zenigata Getcha Into My Life’ - this title is awful but this episode is great. 

78 - ‘Ice, Robot’ - an inventor has made a machine that can cry diamonds!

79 - ‘Baton Death March’ 

81 - ‘Fujiko, Men are a Sorry Lot!” - Fujiko gets engaged to a Prince, the rest of the gang goes after the monarchy’s Golden Bell

96 - ‘Lupin’s Gourmet World’ tbh this is a vore episode but there are some great gang moments here and a really fun third act

99 - ‘Fighting Jigen’ - first anime episode (I think like in history? but I could’ve misread) in stereo! And I believe the first to air of the TMS staff’s work, you can tell because the style shifts to a more Miyazaki/Cagliostro look and this will keep happening for the rest of the show

101 - ‘Fervent Love at Versailles’ - a crossover episode with Rose of Versailles! 

103 - ‘The Wolf Looked at an Angel’ - Goemon is an angel I can say little else

104 - ‘The Most Dangerous Golden Bed’ - debut of perhaps the best opening! I love this episode?? so much?

112 - ‘Danger! Goemon’ 

122 - ‘An Unusual End to an Expedition for Napoleon’s Treasure’ 

143 - ‘The Miami Bank’ 

145 - ‘Wings of Death: Albatross’ - ah yes, one of the famed Miyazaki-directed episode, truly so worth it

151 - ‘To Arrest Lupin, the Mission at the Highway’ - another not exactly Miyazaki episode but a lot of the people he trained? They depart from the part 2 style(s) again but its a good bit of fun all around! Really lovely character animation

152 - ‘Jigen and the Hatless Pistol’ - Jigen loses his hat and thus his ability to shoot

155 - ‘Thieves Love the Peace/Farewell, Dear Lupin’ - the finale episode! Miyazaki-directed as well, and just beautiful 

Part III (1984) - 50 episodes - crunchyroll!

I’m still very early in this one so I can’t say much yet! But it gets a bad rep? Perhaps for being more inconsistent stylistically and a bit on the zanier end! But I really like it!! these drawings are such a blast! I think each bit has its merits and this one is no exception. Plus with all their freedom animation-wise they can do a lot of fun stuff!

The Woman Called Fujiko Mine (2012) - 13 episodes - on kissanime for certain and I think animetake?

this is the most dramatic departure from the rest of the shows/films/specials. Fujiko Mine is the star of this part! It definitely has less obviously plot-important episodes but it’s one narrative from start to finish. I must note that it’s by far Lupin’s edgiest, I think it’d be safe to deem this part as R-Rated. There’s sex, violence, sexual violence, abuse, bodily mutilation, obsession… a gay character who gets a pretty tragic fate (at first I was excited by the very existence of an LGBT+ character but he really goes through the wringer and never gets a resolution.. I don’t want to spoil). This is probably Lupin at his ickiest? I do like Jigen’s personality here! And his dynamic with Fujiko, but it’s a lot more disjointed than the other parts. She meets each of them separately and towards the end, Lupin and Jigen interact more but there’s barely a time when they’re all together. That’s not meant to be a deterrent but personally, I’m a sucker for their friendship and love them as a group so it’s a bit of a bummer. Sequential plot-wise though! This one is definitely captivating, a bit disturbing, and there is a plot-twist that really got me. The villain design is really cool too!

Part IV (2015) - 26 episodes - on crunchyroll, also dubbed on Funimation

This part is narrative-based and sequential! It still has some more standalone episodes but there’s definitely an overarching story throughout! I think they’re all worth watching and might leave little important bits that’ll be confusing later on. Essentially this part takes place in Italy for the most part and starts with Lupin getting married to a multi-millionaire heiress/model/celebrity who wants to get into the thief business. This one feels like a good combination of old and new, it’s not quite as silly as the earlier parts can be, but it’s full of nostalgia while still feeling original. I really had a good time!

This dub isn’t bad but!! It comes with a different opening and soundtrack, I guess Lupin’s pretty big in Italy and perhaps there were licensing issues? I’m not sure? But it’s a bit of a bummer to be without the Yuji Ohno soundtrack. The alternate opening feels more like a collection of stills and footage found throughout the show? It’s not horrible, just different! Regardless, the Part IV Japanese OP (vs. the Italian/US one) is worth a watch!

Part V (2018, airing on Adult Swim right now, summer 2019!) - 23 episodes 

I’m actually not done with this part but its good fun! more directly tied to part iv then the others are to each other. It’s more sequential as well with a few sub-arcs and since it fell on the franchise’s anniversary it has callback episodes with Lupin in various jackets in various tones. Interesting Lupin characterization here… he seems… sadder, wistful? and we get hints of Lupin lore! Lots of fanservice but… I love it! I still think they could’ve pushed it more? it feels somehow more reserved than part IV in some ways, which is already different from the 70s and 80s, but it’s got a lot of lovely moments!!

Films/TV Specials

From 1989 to 2011 they had a special every year!! So much!

Castle of Cagliostro (1979) - Available on Netflix! 

perhaps the best-known piece of media in the Lupin franchise? And rightly so. This film is Hayao Miyazaki’s directing debut and a blast from start to finish! This characterization of Lupin is definitely Miyazaki’s more than Monkey Punch’s but that seems to be the strange nature of the Lupin franchise! I could really go on forever… please watch it!

The Fuma Conspiracy (1987) - 

perhaps harder to find, but it’s on Kissanime! Goemon is getting married but before the ceremony is over the bride is taken by the Fuma ninja clan and the gang helps him to get her back as well as learn the story of a family heirloom? Really great stuff from everybody! Adorable Zenigata, the fluffiest and most handsome Goemon, cute Jigen, Fujiko, and Lupin interactions, a really really incredible car chase! Even with Cagliostro’s fame, this one has got some serious pizzazz

Episode 0: The First Contact (2002) - on Kissanime as well! 

A journalist asks Jigen how he met Lupin III, this is probably my favorite TV special? And features one of my favorite opening scenes in the whole franchise. The instrumental!! Perhaps each member of the gang at their purest, whatever that means, really great moments between everybody and peak Lupin and Jigen meeting and somehow signing up to be life partners

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The Masked Singer Season 3 Episode 4: Meet Group B (Kickoffs Thoughts and Guesses)

Hello fellow Masked Singer lovers. Welcome (or welcome back) to my commentary on the Masked Singer. This time, we are meeting a whole new group of 6 celebrities, a new six pack if you will (wow these puns are dumb but funny in a dumb way), which is so exciting since some of these masks (I will be talking about who in a second) are some that I have been pumped to see perform and now I get to see them. Group B consisted of the Elephant, Mouse, Banana, Kitty, and Taco.  

Honestly, to evaluate the whole group, I enjoyed them so much more than the last group. They were a fantastic group and so funny/entertaining to watch, I freaking loved everyone. Also, I feel like this was the hardest set of clues to crack open and I am not sure at all who some of these masked singers are so here comes me being super unsure about it with a crap ton of question marks. Anyways, let’s get started with the celebrity who got eliminated... 

As you know, this is a **SPOILER ALERT**, avert your eyes now if you don’t want to know what happens during this episode. This is a disclaimer, don’t say I never warned you. 

Ok, so the unmasked/eliminated celebrity mask was: 

*DRUMROLL PLEASE* 

THE ELEPHANT  

Ok, so I was really sad to see him go, but I kind of figured because he was the weakest singer of the group even though as a singer he was really good. I had legit no idea who he was, mostly because I didn’t really see the clues and I heard a piece of his voice, but even if I did, I feel like I would have never guessed it because I was honestly shocked when I found out who it was. 

So the Elephant was revealed to be *SPOILER* 

TONY HAWK (LIKE WOW I AM STILL SHOOK AB THIS) 

Ok so I wouldn’t have ever thought that Tony freaking Hawk would be on The Masked Singer like wow I am shocked, mostly because of his voice. If you study the clues though, it makes sense: 

In the clues, he talks about “canvassing park benches,” which refers to his childhood skating in San Diego parks. 

There were also birds in the package which allude to his last name Hawk and his company Birdhouse

He also alluded to the fact that he skated at the White House in 2010. 

As for my opinion on his performance, I really liked it, he wasn’t the worst singer, but didn’t really have the same personality and charisma as the rest of the contestants so I am not shocked that he went home. I never would've imagined that Tony Hawk would do this show and say yes to it, so kudos to him because he did do a great job. He sang “Friday I’m in Love” by The Cure. 

Ok, so now that we have that out of the way, let’s take a look at the 5 remaining contestants going to the playoffs: 

1. The Frog

Performance: Ok so the frog is pretty cool not gonna lie, he’s got moves. You could tell that he can dance, but his singing isn’t the best thing ever. From his voice, I feel like he is more of a rapper than a singer. However, he still was really fun to watch and kind of reminds me of a better sounding version of the White Tiger with the same fun energy (well not the same, but he has a lot of swag and is a suave ass frog like wow). He sang “U Can’t Touch This” by MC Hammer.  

Ok so my guess is: 

BOW WOW 

My reasoning behind this has to do with the clues: 

In clue package, there was a 1996 Olympics ad and it was in Atlanta and he lives in Atlanta.

Bag of “leftovers” = doggie bag= allude to his stage name 

$106 bills = he was the host of 106 and park 

2. The Kitty 

Performance: Ok, I adored her performance of “Dangerous Woman” by Ariana Grande. She really killed it, probably one of my favorites in this group. Her vocals are crazy amazing. 

My guess for her is: 

SABRINA CARPENTER 

Alright so I am between Sabrina and Sarah Hyland tbh, but Entertainment Tonight convinced me with their interpretation of the clues: 

She is really short= only 5 feet tall

Theater in the clues = she is about to star in Mean Girls on Broadway

Pirates fighting in the clues= she did a live showing of Peter Pan 

3. The Taco

Performance: I was really surprised by this one. I saw that mask and was like this has to be someone like a comedian or something who is like screwing with us and dressing as a taco, like a George Lopez type. However, wow he can sing, like he has a Frank Sinatra vibe to him. Never thought I’d say this, but he is another favorite of mine from this group. I was pretty shook at how good he was, singing “Fly Me to the Moon,” by Frank Sinatra (lol I was searching up the song and I just noticed this). 

My guess for Taco is: 

TOM BERGERON 

My reasoning was because of these clues: 

In clue package, VHS Tapes= he hosted America’s Funniest Home Videos

Anchor on a plate= alluding to how he is an actor for Dancing with the Stars

Been on the screen for decades= being a host for multiple years

4.  The Mouse 

Performance: I loved this performance, yay I am happy. I keep seeing super cool and awesome looking masks that don’t have the vocal chops to match, but this one isn’t the case. This one is such a cute and lovely mask and her voice is as great. I really enjoyed her performance of “Get Here” by Oleta Adams. 

My guess for Mouse is: 

DIONNE WARWICK 

These clues solidified the guess for me: 

“Bang Bang Formation”= Song Mr. Kiss Kiss Bang Bang 

1979 in clue package= her self-titled came out in 1979 and was gold certified (which could make sense with the gold pom poms)  

5. The Banana 

Performance: In my opinion, the banana isn’t the most skilled singer of the group but he is very entertaining. His voice has a Southern twang to it and he seems cool I guess, but like who is he? I am so confused, I am in between a comedian or a country singer.. ahh idk 

My guess is: 

I HAVE NONE BC I LEGIT HAVE NO CLUE 

The clues don’t make any sense to me solidifying one person: 

There’s a cowboy hat and a blowfish which the judges thought it could be Darius Rucker. 

He says at the end “I just want to see you smile” 

A Blue Collar, which could mean Blue collar comedy (or is a red herring I have no idea) 

Anyways, that’s all, folks. I am so excited to see what these 5 masks will do next and if my guesses will change. I feel like this is the most lost I have ever been on the show because these clues have been the hardest to crack, but I am pretty happy that I got at least 3 or so solid guesses from this, the only ones I need to solidify are Kitty and Banana... To be determined, I guess? See you guys next week with another crazy Masked Singer recap. 

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Killing the Space in Between

Title: Killing the Space in Between Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Female Reader Words: 2,514. Rating/Warnings: No real warnings. Rated PG. Summary: The theme for this challenge is “nostalgia”, so here’s my take on it: this takes place after Civil War, but Bucky doesn’t go to Wakanda right away. The gang's all healing together. Enter our Reader. Prompt: “Are we on a date right now?” Author’s Note: Written for @whirlybirbs​’ Endgame Fic Challenge! Thanks for hosting, Hope! I love your writing and am so pumped you’re gonna be reading something of mine. Disclaimer: I don’t own Marvel, Bucky Barnes, or any other characters/plots from the MCU. I don't own the song “Closer to You” by Carly Pearce, which inspired the title. I also don’t have any knowledge about Manhattan, so please suspend your disbelief for this fic, please and thanks. Please don’t repost my work on any other sites without my permission! This includes AO3 and Wattpad. Reblogs are fine and encouraged, tbh!

Bucky Barnes has sweaty palms.

Well, one sweaty palm. He would chuckle at his own joke if he wasn’t so nervous, glancing down to where you’re practically pressed against him on the train.

The train lurches as it comes screeching to a stop, and he grits his teeth as you sway against him, sending him an apologetic smile as he automatically wraps an arm around your shoulder, steadying you.

God. He’d be ready to flee if you weren’t so nice and so warm and looking at him-- oh. You’ve been talking, he realizes, and he feels so off kilter. He can’t stand it, but sort of in a good way.

“Sorry,” his voice is gruff even to his own ears. “What did you say?”

“I was just saying thanks for agreeing to come with me. I know you don’t like crowds.”

But I like you, he wants to say. He doesn’t. “Sure, it’s no problem.” He makes a face at himself when you’re not looking. That’s all he could come up with? God. Sam is never going to let him hear the end of this. Steve either, for that matter. If word gets back to them about what an awkward idiot he turns into around you, he’s finished.

He’s still a little unclear on where you’re taking him, but he jumped at the chance to get out of the Tower for a day. It’s a little suffocating there. He knows everyone is trying to help him, but there’s still too much tension between he and Stark, and Steve’s-- he’s trying his best.

It’s hard for Bucky to know he’s disappointing his oldest friend every day he can’t pretend to be the man he was when they were in their twenties. He’s seen too much. He’s not the same person, and he knows part of Steve is always going to wish for that version of Bucky.

When Steve found him in Budapest, he barely had two weeks of being relatively back in his own head before he had to fight for his life, for the life he wanted to have.

You were there too.

A year ago…

Steve is banging on the door, Bucky’s right arm locked in his tight grip. Bucky feels woozy, he feels like his brain is being pulled apart. Steve keeps looking over his shoulder and curses under his breath before knocking again, this time harder.

The door is pulled open. You’re there, hair disheveled, a bruise blooming on your cheek and a cut on your temple. “Sorry- had to check.” You say, and then you’re ushering Steve and Bucky inside.

There are no introductions, not really.

Steve is semi-panicking. Bucky might not have a solid grasp on Steve anymore, but he can read the tension radiating off the other man.

“I need to hide him here. No one knows about this place.”

“Stark?”

“It’s his tech. That’s why I need you to stay here. He shouldn’t look for him here, but that’s the least of our problems. Someone’s tailing him - they think he set off the bomb. I’ll set the alarm when I leave--”

“Leave?!” Your voice is high pitched, “Steve--”

“I have to try.” He steps closer, voice low. It’s clearly not meant for Bucky to hear, but he does anyway. “He saved my life. We took some fire at the apartment -- he wouldn’t have done that if he was still trying to kill me and everyone else.”

You look wary, but nod. “Okay. Okay. I-- Steve, Tony’s serious about this.”

“I know.” His voice is firm, but Bucky can tell Steve’s more upset and rattled than anything else. “I have to go figure out what to do next. The only other person I want you to let through this door is Sam.”

Bucky is overwhelmed. Too many names, too much going on inside his head to make sense of. He feels like he’s going to be sick.

“I’ll be back as soon as I can. Just-- keep him comfortable.” Another step closer. Definitely not meant for Bucky to hear, “Keep your gun on you always. Don’t go anywhere without it. Don’t let your guard down.”

You swallow hard, but you don’t look scared. Bucky finds himself wanting to smile as he watches you roll your shoulders back and straighten, determined.

“Be safe, Cap.”

A squeeze of your shoulder and an indecipherable look back at Bucky, and then Steve is gone.

A few uncomfortable seconds pass before you look at him, clearly nervous but trying to hide it. “Are you hurt?” You ask, and Bucky’s knees feel weak.

When is the last time someone asked him that?

“I--” His voice is weak, rough with disuse. “I don’t know.”

“I’m a nurse,” you tell him. “I won’t touch you if you don’t want me to, but if something’s hurt, you should let me help. We might be stuck here awhile.”

His heart is hammering. He’s-- he feels fear, and he’s not used to that. He’s used to not feeling much at all. But you’re-- the kindness in your eyes is sending him spiraling. He’s afraid what he might do. He shakes his head, almost violently.

“Okay,” your voice is soft, placating, “Okay. I won’t touch you. We’ll just wait here for Steve, okay?”

Now

Bucky wonders if you’ll ever know how much of a help you were to him that day. You never did anything without his permission, but you stayed close. You respected his boundaries, and you kept an eye out for him, for any sign it was all becoming too much.

When Steve and Sam came back, it was simultaneously the worst and best thing that ever happened to him. They were on the run. There was a rogue Hydra operative trying like hell to unleash the Soldier everywhere they went.

He had to face the truth about the Starks. The fight with Tony.

But in the end, Steve offered him a home, a place to recover. That meant he had to face his past, though. He didn’t want to. He didn’t trust himself, or anyone else, even Steve.

But you were there too. You helped, and Steve’s friendship never wavered. Soon he had a tentative friendship with Natasha too, forged by a shared past that they both never liked to speak about. He had a weird, wonderful new alliance with Sam.

And you. You were-- he doesn’t want to put a name to what he’s feeling, because it’s too much, and he’s not ready for that yet. Not yet.

He forces himself back to the present.

You both walk in comfortable silence down the street, and Bucky’s so, so tempted to let his hand bump into yours, weave your fingers together, hold on tight and just let himself drown in the comfort he feels when he’s with you.

You look lovely in the early winter morning - you’re bundled up in a puffy coat, a scarf wound around your neck, and a knit hat on your head. He wants to memorize all the details of this morning and keep them locked away, so he can revisit them whenever he’s feeling lost.

“I thought we’d check this out-- the exhibit is-- I don’t know. I thought it might help.” You say, bringing his attention to where you are. The New York Historical Society. “Two of Brooklyn’s golden boys… it’s a wonder they didn’t dedicate the entire museum to the both of you.” You say, smiling, talking about him and Steve.

Bucky smiles but doesn’t say anything. He doesn’t think he deserves to be remembered like this.

He follows you into the museum, trying not to scowl at everyone who turns and looks in his direction, some with awe on their faces, some with clear trepidation. You insist on paying his admission, even when he protests, but the sparkle in your eyes won’t be denied.

If he wasn’t so anxious, he’d actually be really enjoying this. He’s always liked learning and history in general, and there’s so much he’s missed - he could spend hours here and never know enough.

He can tell when you’re close to the exhibit. You walk a little closer, a little slower, chewing on your bottom lip. “If you get freaked out, just say the word,” you say over your shoulder, leading him on. “We’ll get out of here the minute you say so.”

He clears his throat. “I trust you.” He says. And it’s the truth. You look momentarily surprised, but try to hide it. You’re adorable.

The exhibit is everything he hoped it would be and nothing like he expects all at once. It’s similar to the one Steve’s taken him to in Washington. It’s a little overwhelming - the music, the voiceovers… the photos. His memories come to him in flashes, more now that he’s recovering.

The exhibit with the uniforms is startling. He knows they’re replicas. Whatever happened to his blue coat after he fell… he doesn’t want to know. But seeing it there, seeing all of them there, the Commandos… it’s a lot. He doesn’t know why he’s so emotional. But he misses them. He has flashes of laughing around a fire, of the ear-splitting sound of artillery and the adrenaline of making it out of a fight, the relief of seeing his friends alive and well.

He’s aware of your eyes on him.

You try to act like you’re looking at other exhibits, giving him space and time to take everything in at his own pace, but it’s the opposite of what he wants right now. He wants you right there beside him, he wants to grip your hand, he wants you to tell him that he’s done alright with his life, that none of this is his fault, that--

“Hey.” Your voice interrupts the beginnings of what he suspects would have been a panic attack. “Doing okay?”

He looks down at you. “Yeah.” His voice is thick with unshed tears. “I think this is enough for one day,” he says gently, still not used to saying what he’s feeling or drawing boundaries for himself. “Can we--”

“Let’s get something to eat.” You say immediately, brightly, your enthusiasm drawing the dark clouds away.

“I feel like you had ulterior motives for getting me out of the Tower,” he says, elbowing you gently.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” you reply, prim, and he laughs. It feels-- going from feeling this unavoidable sadness to cracking jokes with you… he can’t put it into words how it makes him feel. Light. Unburdened. Happy.

.

.

.

Bucky Barnes doesn’t think he’s being dramatic when he says this is the best meal he’s ever eaten in his entire life.

He’s got the biggest slice of pizza, and you. You’re across from him, smiling as he tells you about the stupid shit he and Steve used to get up to in their Brooklyn neighborhood, your head propped up in your hand as you hang on his every word.

This is-- it’s a day he never dreamed he would have.

He knows he still has to face the music in terms of his recovery. There’s the trigger words, and whatever other shit they put in his head that he’s got to find a way to get a hold on. But he feels better knowing he actually has people on his side that want to help him.

Steve’s been talking about the Avengers. About Bucky, and having a place for him there, for as long as he wants one. He’s been talking about helping people, saving people… it seems like a dream.

And then there’s you.

You’re always there, eyes shining like diamonds, a bright smile there to greet him whenever he comes into a room. If you were ever afraid of him, you hid it well. He doesn’t think he’s ever been more grateful for anything than he is for meeting you, your friendship, and your gentle affection.

He wants to-- he wants to tell you things. He wants to say things to you that are probably too much, too soon, but he wants to say them anyway. He wants to tell you that his heart beats faster when you’re around. He wants to tell you that he thinks about you all the time.

“What are you thinking about?” You ask, eyes on your plate as you grab another slice.

“Are we on a date right now?” He blurts, and immediately regrets it. Your wide eyes meet his, and god, he wants the Earth to open up and swallow him whole. “You don’t have to answer that. Sorry--”

“Do you-- do you want it to be a date?” You ask, sounding a little nervous yourself, and Bucky can feel the spirit of his mother practically smacking him in the back of the head for being such an idiot.

But the truth? He does want this to be a date. He’s scared as hell. But still, he wants it.

“Can I tell you something embarrassing?” You ask, not waiting for him to answer. Letting him off the hook.

He nods.

“I have the biggest crush on you.” There’s a blush on your cheeks and you duck your head, and Bucky has never wanted to kiss someone so badly in his entire life. “I know this is the worst timing -- you’re still going through so much, and I’m so happy just to be in your life--”

“I--” He interrupts you, not even sure what he wants to say, but knowing he can’t let you think that he doesn’t want you. “I like you.” He admits, and can hear Steve’s snort of amusement in his head. He’s Bucky Barnes. The Winter Soldier. The Fist of HYDRA. And he tells you he likes you?!

That blush is still there on the apples of your cheeks though, so he takes it as a good sign. “I’m not… sure how to do this anymore. It’s been awhile.” He says, wry, and beams at you when you laugh in return. “I just know that I like the way I feel when I’m with you.”

You reach for his hand across the table, slowly, giving him enough time to move away if he wants to. He absolutely doesn’t.

“I feel that way about you, too.” You tell him. “We-- we can go as slow as you want. We don’t even have to do anything else besides this.”

“I can think of a few other things I’d like to do.” Bucky replies quickly, and there he is. The James Buchanan Barnes he thinks he was once, the one who was confident and sure.

“That was terrible,” you say, but the smile on your face is worth it. He thinks he’d do anything to see you smile like that more often. Your face and your voice softens, “Let’s just take it one day at a time, okay?”

On the way home, there’s absolutely no space between the two of you as you walk to the train station, hands clasped tightly together. No space between you on the train either, one of his arms slung around your shoulders as you sit.

He’s going to walk you to your room tonight, but he won’t kiss you. Not yet. He’ll save that for another day.

One day at a time, he thinks. One day at a time.

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There's a diamond sky that's waiting for us just outside of town With the moon hanging for me and you, baby We can cut the headlights out when there ain't no one else around Kill the space in between, slide across that leather seat Heart to heart, face to face, you know all I wanna do Is get closer, closer, closer to you