#cant wait for him to reveal his true form

[skzsaxicolous]

[d3pressed-caffiene-addict]

Hazbin Hotel Ep 5&6 Oh My God (Major Spoilers)

I am having so many thoughts, this is just a brain dump

-LUCIFER. He’s so pathetic I love him

-Jeremy Jordan you fucking legend. I’m a big fan of a lot of his work and was excited to see him in this but I was slightly unsure if he was the right casting since I expected Lucifer to be more of a high and mighty/snobby figure, but with the way they characterised him HE IS PERFECT.

-“TAKE THAT DEPRESSION”

-The Lucifer vs Alastor rivalry is beautiful

-“Ha ha, fuck you.”

-Father figure Alastor

-HIS EARS GO BACK LIKE A CAT WHEN HES ANGRY I CANT

-MIMZY’S ARRIVAL. I know most of us know the lore about her and Alastor being developed as a couple before it was scrapped but I really like how they are in the show

-Even if it’s just crumbs I’m so excited to be getting snippets of Alastor’s lore. It’s wild to keep going back and forth between “aw he actually cares for and protects his friends” and “oh my god he’s a fucking psycho”

-Speaking of that the scene with Husk holy shit. Poor man looked terrified

-The confirmation that Alastor’s also stuck working for someone, it has to be Lilith surely. I know some people will call it predictable because a lot of theories are coming true but personally I think it’s from good worldbuilding/foreshadowing

-ALASTOR IN FULL DEMON FORM JUST ANNIHILATING EVERYONE and then he just goes “Ah that was fun, now back to it”

-I kinda like the parallel between Al and Mimzy & Angel and Cherri where they invite their friends to join them if they want to, even if neither of them take it up initially maybe we’ll see them join the hotel in the future?

-BABY CHARLIE

-I really expected Lucifer to be a dickhead and a shitty dad, but he seems to be an overall better guy than most people in hell

-CHERRI BOMB ARRIVAL! And she’s Aussie now fuck yeah represent

-I still love her and Angel’s friendship even if she is a terrible influence. Everyone’s got that friend who’s solution to a bad day is just self-destruction but they mean well at least

-DARREN CHRIS TOO, THE MUSICAL THEATRE/BROADWAY ACTOR CASTING IS STACKED

-Emily is so sweet I love her

-The Molly cameo is so sweet, I was waiting for her to appear somewhere but lowkey forgot she was in heaven. Honestly though how did she get there when the rest of her and Angel’s family got condemned for what they did together? Maybe she left the mob or something idk I just hope we get to meet her properly at some point

-Heaven’s real fucked up? Yeah not shocked

-VAGGIE?? FALLEN ANGEL REVEAL?? AND SHE WAS AN EXTERMINATOR???? I know most of us called it but holy shit I didn’t expect it to be confirmed this soon

-Adam is such a dick but he’s so much fun

-I love that Charlie was gonna start her court presentation with definitions like a high school essay

-“Consent is a good name for a sex club” the gentleman Husk truthers gonna have fun with this one

-Pentious hitting on Cherri is hilarious and totally not the same level of subtlety I flirt with when I’m drunk

-Hearing more and more about how Val treats Angel is so sad especially with how casually he talks about it since it’s just another day for him

-Him parenting drunk Nifty is beautiful

-“You wanna play with the kitty?”

-Valentino is my #1 enemy

-Seeing Angel stand up to him to protect his friends is making me feel feelings. Like he knows that he’s gonna be treated even worse for it but I think he’s reaching his tipping point and shits gonna go down soon

-Also I know there’s a popular theory that he’s gonna die soon and a lot of the theories are coming true so I am scared. I kind of don’t think this one’ll happen though since he’s the fan favourite and its just too soon to take that much of a risk. Plus Vivsie’s admitted he’s the best written character and it’d be such a waste of all that development

-More sweet moments between him and Husk, they’ve gotten me so invested in this ship so fast

-The fact that most of heaven didn’t know about the extermination?? Wild

-Idk how I feel about the timeskip between Ep 4&5, they’re only a month away from the extermination now. Yes it’s making the stakes feel higher but I do wish we’d been able to see more of that time for the relationship development, all the characters seem much closer than before and we’ve only seen bits of how they got there

-I really wish they’d greenlit more than 8 episodes to pace things a little better but I’m glad we have season 2 confirmed

-That last minute ‘reveal Vaggie’s past to Charlie, boot them out of heaven and then cut to credits before she can react’ is gonna torture me until next week

-I don’t disagree with past criticism that Vivzie’s female characters can feel a bit underwritten but I think it’s getting better

-“We’re coming to the hotel first” plus all the theories that someone’s gonna die are fucking stressing me out man

Anyway hope you enjoy the brain dump, this show has once again consumed my thoughts

[the-kr8tor]

EEEEEEEE SO MANY FICS FOR OCTOBIE I CANT WAIT TO READ THEM ALL AFTER THE EVENT>:) Rooh afza is a drink! It's sweet rose syrup usually mixed with water or with iced milk- it's very good for hot days! Daily Hobie HC! Week four, day four Hobie held your bat body gently in his large palms, your fuzzy head peaking out of the ball his hands made to hold your body. He chuckled, shifting your body gently to one hand as he took the small witches hat from the table and dropped it onto your head. He pressed it down slightly, which went over your ears and made you look oddly adorable. Hobie let out a laugh at your defiant chirping, trying to tamp the urge to squeeze you out of pure cuteness aggression. Hobie had managed to find an entire box of Halloween decor, which was taken out for the occasion now of being close to the 31st of October. Inside the box, there were many types of decorations, from simple black and orange tinsel to little hanging lanterns. You flew up to Hobie's shoulder, your claws holding onto his sweater as he picks up a large string of tinsel from the box. Hobie chuckled upon hearing your excited words, which translated into chirps as you dove into the box, wriggling around to seemingly retrieve something. He rested the tinsel on his shoulders like some fluffy, fancy scarf, looking around to try find a good place to put the tinsel up. Eventually, he opted for the lining of the door, using his webs to seamlessly stick it onto the doorframe. You were setting up the interior decorations, with your little bat claws carrying a large, clear bloody sheet up to the window. Hobie chuckled, leaning against the couch as he watched your struggle before hearing your loud, chirping complaints. He quickly made his way towards you, taking the sheet from your claws and sticking it properly onto the window, removing the creases to fully give out the effect of bloody handprints. Hobie hung up a few rubber bat accessories from the ceilings, while you somehow lifted up the lanterns to hang at the front of the door. The most difficult decor to put up, were the spiderwebs. The moment you picked a bundle up, you were tangled in it, squeaking as your form of laughter and squirming as Hobie detangled you, teasing you about your gracefulness. You retaliated by nipped at his fingers, before flying up to the crook of his neck to pout, rubbing your head against his neck affectionately. Hobie receives your forgiveness with some loving pets and the promise of a kiss after the decorating is done. You watch from your perch as he hung up the spiderweb, unable to stop yourself from rubbing your fuzzy cheek against his warm skin, which Hobie finds slightly ticklish, but god forbid he tell you. Finally, once the houseboat had been properly Halloween-ified, you fly down to the ground in front of him, a black mist shrouding you and revealing your true form. Hobie wastes no time placing his hands gently on your hips and pulling you closer to him, letting your head rest against his collarbone for a few moments, his fingers playing with the tips of your hair before cupping your face. He gently pressed his lips against yours, a smile curving his lips ever so slightly as he gives you, your promised kiss. As he pulls away, Hobie's smile turns into a mischievous smirk, proof you'd fallen into his trap. Quickly, he wraps his arms around you and begins to pepper sweet, fluttering kisses all over your face until you laughed, giving you a final, slow one to your forehead before chuckling along with you. -🐦‍⬛

I hope u like them! Ooh that does sound delicious!!

Daily Hobie HC ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

Looks like it's R's turn to be a bat menace!

The little witch hat 🥺🥺

Imagine if Hobie follows his intrusive thoughts and squeezes r like a stress ball 🤣🤣 kind of like this with their eyes popping out too 😂😂😂

Ah yes the good old tinsel scarf!

Lmao R is making it harder for themselves by staying in bat form

Nooo r no biting!

Now I can't help but imagine a tiny but incredibly annoyed bat all tangled up in fake webs lol (all the while hobie tries to stop laughing)

And they did this all while listening to monster mash!

So freaking cute 🥺🥺🥺🥰🥰

[thessence]

" my ... my fortune ? ? ?" baffled , to say the least , kaveh still found himself reaching for the little money pouch he keeps on his person , fishing it forward . he already knows what the answer on his end might be , but it doesn't hurt to check and see if he can offer the astrologist ( that's what she had called herself , wasn't it ? ) some mora for her potential burden. " i - hah - cannot say it's worth being read ... i do have quite the unfortunate case of misfortune tied to my name , it seems and ..."

click , a small snap of his pouch sounds between them . sure enough , there' not a lot there ... surely not enough for the services provided by someone whose talents sound both great and divine . uncertainty spreads in the architect's chest , light glances offered first before a smile follows ; " ... would it be sufficient enough for me to treat you to a meal for your burdens ? i seem to have left most of my mora back in sumeru ... but , if you are willing to accept a meal for your trouble , i would be honored to have someone so talented offering their services! "

@avaere. | mona + kaveh.

mona isn't normally so forthright about her ability , nor does she offer straight off the bat the service of reading someone's DESTINY hidden amonst the stars , but . . . the sheer aura that of adversity that this man has been plagued with settles in her stomach like lead. she hasn't felt such strong notions of hardship upon a singular person's shoulders in a very long time , & that isn't even counting the mere glimpse whispered to her from the heavens , but the way in which affliction radiates off him like a ember kindling itself , waiting for an opportunity to BURN him. 

it saddens her , weakens her resolve , & so mona decides to afford him her great power , if only to traverse the answers that lie in waiting up above & discover something marvelous to tell him , to see his shoulders lose their tension & his smile to know true happiness. her tome reveals itself & levitates before the astrologist. a hand cascades across the pages from forming a circle of brilliant royal blue , embellished with intricate sygils & pieces of the star - brimmed night sky. as she scans his fate , she puts her poker face into action & remains rather indiscernible in expression until she finishes. the symbol disperses & her tome returns to its home at her back , atop her split cloak. 

' there's no need for that. ' a cant of inky crown gestures to the pouch. ' those of my league who would dare to exchange information of fate for monetary compensation are only made out to be fools in the eyes of the stars. ' she has been poisoned by celestial BANISHMENT before , she refuses to trek through that darkness again.

' but . . . i would like to treat you to a meal. for your kindness on even offering me money in the first place. now! tell me , what are you in the mood for? i can show the best places to dine here in mondstat! '

[stellawolfearts]

Spoilers for season 4

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So I thought since it will probably be revealed that Wukong covered up MK's true form so he could live a normal life among humans and far away from Wukong’s issues. But I had a thought, because things can never be too angsty for me, what if the goddess that helped make MK (I'm assuming that it's Guan Yin but idk) covered up MK's monkey form?

For two reasons, one being as previously stated so MK can live a regular life and two that Wukong couldn't go get him until MK was ready and found the staff on his own? Like I know that Wukong said that he had been watching MK for a while but still that was just a thought that crossed my mind

SWEETPEA LISTEN I HAVE SO MANY THOUGHTS ABOUT THEM ABOUT PEACHERINES ABOUT THESETWO LITTLE SKRUNKLIES ABOUT THE BOYS ABOUT THE FATHER AND SON AND I HAVE BEEN SOBBING FOR THREE DAYS STRASIGHT BECAUSE OF IT. EVERY NEW THOUGHT BRINGS ME P A I N.

anyways

thats a good theory. i agree wukong hid mks true form but man...alot of people (me included) thinks is nuwa the godess of fertility and motherhood. (something like that ik motherhood). guan yin probably did send her also this is the perfect moment for me to scream

I WAS RIGHT-ALMOST- I WAS SO FUCKING CLOSE TO THE TRUTH BUT I WAS FUCKING RIGHT MK WAS BORN WITH HIS POWERS AND GUAN YIN WAS INVOLVED GODDAMMIT

i was of course wrong about the whole "guanyin" chose him but SHE WAS STILL INVOLVED AND MK DIDNT GET HIS POWERS FROM THE STAFF HE WAS BORN WTH THEM AS A STONE MONKEYAAAAAAAAA.

ALSO TELL ME SHE DIDNT BLESS MK WITH SOME KIND OF WISDON OR KINDNESS LIKE PLEASE MAN HES THE MAIN CHARACTER I BET YOU ANYTHING SHE BLESSED MK IN SOME WAY.

see this is why i haventtalked about anything at all since i watched it bc i am not normal about them at all.

shadowpeaches hurt and all BUT PEACHERINES IS FUCKING TAKING MY HEART OUT AND TEARING IT INTO LITTLE TNY PIECES AND IT HURTS.

i have a big theory about mk and the overarching plot bc bc listen while ur theory is good i think theres something WAY bigger going on here. W A Y. bigger.

AND BECAUSE ITS SOMETHING BIGGER HE DIDNT GIVE MK AWAY TO LIVE A NORMAL LIFE IT WAS SO MK COULD BE SAFE, OR MAYBE TO HIDE MAN MAN I SWEAR I CANT TAKE IT ANYMOREAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

think about it. ynow what LBD, the ink bitch, and the jade emporer all have in common (im taking the other two from a sub i watched online)

Lbd: just a piece in a game you cant possibly comprehend

Ink bitch/bodhi: someone is playing a very large game of chess.. and you are an important part of it

jade emporer: didnt you realize, that you might be an important pawn in someone elses game

NO ONE IS FUCKING TALKING ABOUT THIS EVERYTHING IS CONNECTED AND I KNOW I KNOW IT HAS SOMETHING TO DO WITH MK'S CREATION. WHY HE WAS MADE, WHY NUWA WAS INVOLVED.

ITS ALL CONNECTED AS ONE LARGE GAME OF CHESS, SOMEONE BIGGER IS MOVING THE PIECES.

AND I KNOW EXACTLY WHO IT IS

im not gonna say it here bc tommorow im streaming with rhy at 12est tommorow (ill make a real announcement for that later) and i wanna talk about all my theorys first and then ill make a bigass post of everything i think is gonna happen and how everyhting EVERYTHING in the series is coming togethor to finnaly bring in the big bad guy and the main overarching plot of the series. it was never lbd and her bullshit. theres something, someone else...and he's patiently waiting for the right moment to strike

[dateamonster]

and again!

furmergency

kinda glad for a break from the more plotty expositiony two-parters but its also kinda weird to go from like things that should be Big Reveals like clawdeen getting her moms diary and the hints about the conflict between clawdeen and toraleis moms to just regular degular stuff. i promised myself i wasnt gonna be too critical of the pacing of this doll ad kids show tho so lets move on.

clawd human form this ep?? ooo im excited

more monster researchers? 👀 i guess it makes sense in a world where the big monster secret is as poorly guarded as it seems to be here that there would be a lot of people who get into the field..

i love it whenever these random gothy side-teens appear

ohh he works with mr wolf i guess theyre monster researcher colleagues.. i know mr wolf is into all that in this one but it feels a little awkward that he like works with people who genuinely want to like capture and study monsters

OH wolfdads first names apollo! that might have already been revealed idr lol

clawd is like hes white i know his weakness

i still miss when crescent was a cat.. also on the subject of the pets, idk if its just like a cartoon logic thing and all animals are equally p intelligent or what but count fabulous is a shapeshifter who i feel like is implied to have p much a human level of sapience so it feels kinda weird hes taking this much issue with a literal dog idk

this party is fucked lmao

i guess theyre implying this coworker guy is gonna be a regular sorta threat but i uh simply do not see it lol. also if apollo is such good friends with him that hes the only one invited to his bday party other than his kids than maybe he should consider explaining the whole monster wife and kids situation before things get awkward..

boogey nightmare

TWYLA EPISODE LETS GOOOOOOOOO

emails... this too is my nightmare

oh the nightterrors button eyes! i wonder if shes going to end up befriending it into this gens dustin

"thats a problem for when im not so sleepy" SO TRUE GIRL

i like that she still sleeps under the bed :)

i love mr mothmanson. i just noticed the little holes in his sweater. and his caterpillar kid form!!

lil sleeping cap for each of deuces snakes 🥺 and draculauras coffin bed makes a lot of practical sense but also makes me wonder why she has a second upright coffin [insert bdgs buy my bed video]

draculauras standup nightmare is adorable. i think ur vampire puns are funny!!

oh its so like funny/sad clawdeens worst nightmare is just being stuck in a human life...

YES BNUNY TIME!!!!! oh wait hold on dont love that hes still got that voice :| well cant have it all i guess

best fiends

oh those dust frights giving me some studio ghibli vibes

draculauras backpack is so cute i want one

oh hell yes an enemies-chained-together episode.

toralei i do not think u have the room to talk abt people assuming the worst of u tbqh..

draculaura drop the skincare routine im begging

there are so many neat little background details in this show that make mh feel more fantastical. the pom pom tree is crazy tho.

the animation situation at this book fair is dire but i do like the concept

im still bummed the rest of the fearleading squad doesnt have cute outfits. wheres iris' outfit huh!!

toraleis little surprised meow killed me dead she is sooooo kibby

scareer day

heath episode????? genuinely didnt expect that. love that gen3 heath seems to have a reoccurring thing abt wanting to stop climate change. again not what i wouldve expected! but cute :) also excited to potentially explore his demon-dad-issues and just generally get more into what the existence of demons means for the mh universe

wish they gave mr burns horns but i get why they didnt. very cute that heath is more do-goody in this gen because he doesnt want to be like his shit dad. and ADORABLE to see him trying to get along with abbeys mom. the gen3 haters can die mad this is my special little guy now

taking the fire guy to the ice caps that need to stay frozen or else something horrible with happen. hope nothing goes wrong!

aspiring rulers club!! which means my babygirl mouscedes is here yessss

i like that all the parents have like existing relationships and feuds with each other. it might not necessarily be realistic but its fun. monster high drama is a generational thing.

OH not demons greek gods?? i guess that makes more sense if were trying to keep this nickelodeon-appropriate. dont rly love this knockoff-disneys-hercules take on hades with the whole fire theme and all tho. im happy theyre going to therapy i guess

the g3 habbey dynamic is different for sure but its still very sweet <3

catching up on monster high notes!

spell the beans

looooove clawdeens dad joining the parents association he is involved in his childrens education :3 he is making cookies and making friends :3

momdusa is so milfy i could die the gays stay winning once again

dracula is soooo silly hes winning me over i fear

!! momdusa never moved on from high school and falls over so much and loves her wife wow she is the perfect woman actually

its not my dream dad its YOURS

obsessed w everyone wanting to eat clawdeens dad

THANK YOU for explaining the camera/mirror thing with vampires i was wondering abt that

mr wolf and dracula friendship moment 🥺

EXPELBEAST!! i love when they do something fun and goofy with the mh lore

idk if those were lagoonas parents in the mpa but i wish we got more of them there looked so cute

growing up ghoulia

mothman!!!!!!!!!!!

some of these side characters have such interesting designs the purple dragon girl sitting in front of ghoulia was soo cute

MONSTER GSA LETS GOOO

i loove when mh does some classic monster movie stuff. ghoulia clone zombie attack rules.

not to be a broken record but i feel like ghoulias ep here would be more meaningful if she was still more noticeably zombie-like. like she says she moves slower than other monsters but i dont like. see that. let her lurch!

casketball jinx

im so happy to see howleen!!

kaiju girlie is such a queen we love to see it

tbqh i think howleen was right for this one

clawdeen both being on the team and being a cheerleader seems like soo much take a rest bestie 😭

do u think clawdeen had a wolf fursona before she found out she was a werewolf? i think so.

[saturdaysky]

A post-TM9: Reuinited shadowgast ficlet. They were so happy, you guys 🥺🥰

Read on ao3 or continue on.

--- growing sunlight, no warnings, rated G-ish T, 718 words ---

Caleb shuts the door against the afternoon sun, sealing them into comfortable privacy. The curtains on his windows are likewise shut, but light seeps through them anyway, casting the room in a warm, muted glow. Dimmed daylight will gather here for hours; like a little bubble of sunset just for us, supplies his mind. He is too glad to resist whimsy. Essek's visits always make him so.

Behind him, there is a rustle of fabric. He turns to see. 

"The beans outside are looking well," Essek states as he begins to unbuckle the fastenings of his coat. One nacre button of his collar loosens, then two, then three. A daring fourth slips open, revealing nothing but more fabric, but the sight warms Caleb anyway.

"So," Essek murmurs, mouth curling into a small grin, "it seems you are an accomplished mage, a slayer of god-serpents, and now a capable gardener. Impressive, as always." His eyes flick up. The warmth in his tease kindles the heat in Caleb's chest further. He is so very glad of this man's presence. It is a gift, each time.

"Well, they were your seeds," Caleb replies, watching the fifth button slip from its looped fastening. "I merely grew something from a base you gave me. A pattern for us, it seems."

A sixth and seventh button follow the fifth. Beneath them, Essek's next layer becomes clear: a pale cotton robe he often wears to warmer climes. It looks very good on him, Caleb remembers. Almost sheer, in the right light. He does not resist the urge to draw his eyes down Essek's form, half imagining the intimate drape of cotton, half marveling that such a regard is welcomed at all. It is new, what they have together. Still taking to the sunlight. Only beginning to flourish, Caleb hopes.

Essek spots the path of his gaze and raises his brow. He cants his chin to give Caleb a lovelier view, smugness playing around the edge of his mouth. Eight buttons, now.

"You give me much in return, but you are right. It is, ah, something of a pattern," he replies brightly, with such charming condescension that Caleb fights the urge to lean in and kiss it off his face — another new, precious indulgence he is allowed. After a moment, the smirk threatening Essek's expression makes itself known. "Though I confess your garden is among my favorite of our collaborations."

Nine buttons. The coat gap runs down to his navel, now, where fine, dark fingers have paused in its undoing. When Caleb drags his eyes back up, the smirk on Essek's face has transformed to something sweeter, hotter.

Caleb does lean in, then. Essek's mouth opens easily under his. They linger in the threshold of the doorway, drinking deeply of each other's company. Novelty and scarcity have ensured they are always a little parched of each other's presence.

"Mine, too," Caleb says when he pulls back. Essek has a freshly-kissed look about him, mussed in attractive places, flushed in others. The pale vee of his robe catches the glow of the room and blooms to gold, like Caleb has caught a bit of sunlight in his embrace. His fanciful heart decides it is true. "I did not always believe it, but...it is good to grow things. Even simple ones. To give them time, a little nourishment, care." He rests his head to Essek's, taking a moment to breathe him in. "To reap the harvest of patience. A worthy collaboration, I think."

Slim fingers fold gently around his hand, guiding it down until pearl and cloth greet his palm. The nacre buttons are cool and smooth, easily undone. He slips a tenth out of its fastening and counts: there are a dozen more below this one, waiting for his touch.

He lets out a shaky breath at the thought: Caleb has lived, again, and Essek is here, warm in his arms, basking in his touch. There is much for them to share, now that they have time to share it. Much to learn of each other; the air between them is ripe with the promise of golden hours, gathered just for them.

"Worthy?," Essek muses, quiet and close. His face is soft when leans up for another kiss, which Caleb is happy to give. "Yes, perhaps it is."

[soft-boi-eli]

OMG CAN I REQUEST CC!PHILZA INTRODUCING HIS ADOPTED EMO CHILD TO THE REST OF THE SBI/DSMP

Gender neutral pls they/them

Of course! I've been having a bit of shortages on ideas. So this is so fucking welcomed.

Anyways

Father CC!Philza x Emo! Reader

Pronouns:they/them

Summary:your old parents gave you up as a teen, overflowing you with emotions, causing depression, mood swings, and quite a bit of anxiety. When you got adopted by a man and a lady,both seemingly very kind and understanding. You felt happy. They didnt expect the sleepy bois to come and visit so soon.

Tw:anxiety attacks, mention of depression, loving clothes (not a tw but damn I sometimes miss my old fashion sense.), mention of trauma, swearing!

A huge new family

They dont blame their biological family. They knew that they were being overwhelming. Slowly shifting into a state of mind where fluffy black and colored hair was their favorite. Their outfits became more extravagant and their makeup took a turn for the darker. But they didnt have to put them up for adoption.

About a year in and out of foster families, a few months in an orphanage, then one more foster family. It was official. They were the new child of philza.

Your life got better. Both of them accepted your choice of clothes and makeup, even supported it!

They helped with everything in the first few weeks. Giving you space, letting you know that they were there. But you nor phil knew that three boys were heading down to visit.

So when you answered the door to see three faces demanding philza minecraft and one just looking awkward. They were also changing about him coming and join them you felt panic flood through you. Slamming the door on their face you held near your chest.

Your uneven breathing was heard by your father and he was quick to scoop you away from the door and have kristin answer the door.

He was sitting next to you hand lightly rubbing your shoulder and he guided you through the panic attack. "That's it. In through the nose. Hold it for a few second. Breathe out." His voice was calm.

It took less time to calm you down then you've ever had. "There ya go mate. Just keep breathing." He kept coaching you through you panic attack.

Kristen let the four in with their promise of keeping calm. Your shaking form brought major concern to the two older ones and confusion to the two younger ones. "(Y/n) I want to introduce you to the four behind us. Technoblade, wilbur, tommy, and tubbo. They are really good friends of mine." Nodding lightly you sat there, not wanting to turn because if you did the panic would strike harder. Remembering what happened before you parents left you.

A huge group of people basically shunned your for your choices and didnt want to take you in because 'trash like you' wasnt accepted in the family. But these two were different. Supporting you with your choices. How different were their friends? "Hey I think you shirt is cool! Who's on it?" A slightly hyper voice broke through the silence. " black veil brides." It was quite but a start. "Cool! So their a band right? What kind of songs?" The brown haired teen was trying to communicate with you. "Uhm. Rock." It had started small but you opened up to the teens. They were about you age and they didnt bash what you decided to like. The two older ones hung out with phil and Kristen. You three hung out in your room which was kind of softer then your appearance. It was to reflect a bit deeper into you. Bookshelves, a desk, reading corner, and a bed. Not fully knowing what to put in there.

But you, tommy, and tubbo were almost the best of friends when they had to leave. Techno and Wilbur it took a bit. After the two teens left you had came out of your room, no makeup, hair had all products removed, and your clothes changed from Jean's and a black veiled brides shirt to a black tee shirt, grey sweat pants, with a book in hand.

Before sleeping you just chilled in the living room, reading while basking in the presence of your adoptive parents. You did not expect wilbur and techno to still be there.

Plopping down on the couch next to phil you opened your book and tried to zone out, to get engulfed into the book. Nope. Two sets of eyes just watching you.

"So you like poems?" The book you were reading was a massive collection of poems. Looking up to the two on the couch you nodded lightly.

Looking back down you felt nervous. "Small talk is awkward." Looking up to the brown haired guy with an American accent you nodded. "Same." Once more you looked down at your book. You already had issues focusing but you tried to work though it. "What kind of poems are you favorite?" You sat there for a second. Trying to think of something that catches your attention.

"Mainly ones about trauma. It reminds me I'm not the only one in the word that went through something I have. It just makes it more interesting when I can relate." It was true. Sometimes the poems you liked ring a little to close to home.

"Good choice. It does really intrigue the audience when they can relate." Nodding you closed your book. "Especially when you relate. It's a must for me. Other wise I get turned away from it and just cant focus. But if I like it then I am just dead set on that poem."

You and techno bonded over poems and wilbur brought up some songs. "So what is you song preference?" "Hollywood undead, black veil brides, other then that its random. If I like the song it's in my playlist." With no other preferences with music other then it had to sound good to you there was honestly no judgement for other people's taste in music. There were little treasures from almost all genres.

For a while you talked about poems and songs. It honestly helped you feel safer with them. They didnt care about what you found intriguing. Or why. You even went on a rant and there was no care. They just listened.

But sadly they had to leave. Bit they promised that they would visit more. They were like the brothers you never had.

"So I see that you were able to talk to all of them." Nodding to your father figure you smiled "they were nice. Honestly. I cant wait to see them again."

He found joy in you wanting to hang out with his friends/technically children too.

Now meet the rest of the dream smp. It was very fast. Meeting almost all of them at the same time.

Phil was streaming and no one except for the sleepy bois knew about you. So you walked into his stream, book in hand and sat on the couch behind his set up. You liked having another person on the room. You just hated being alone. It gave you really bad thoughts. "Who's that behind you phil?" A random donation read out. Phil looking behind himself saw you in the corner reading and you normally did. "Ah that's my child. They like to have company. So sometimes they come in here to read." "Wait you have a child?! Since when?" The voice made you jump. Your book fell out of your hands and you looked at your father's screen. A green man with a weird white blob for a skin on minecraft. "Yeah. I took a break to pick them up from the orphanage." All hell broke loose. You ran while phil answered questions. You were not dealing with that. No way. Nuh uh. Nada. Zip. Zilch. Not today satan. It took phil bribing you with a trip to hot topic to get you to come back in. I mean hey you get to score a few shirts and hats. Might as well.

Meeting the server wasbt too bad. But the questions were weird. You didnt answer the ones you were uncomfortable about and they didnt care. Your boundries were up. And when tommy, tubbo, willbur, and techno revealed they knew of you they were yelled at. It was funny. Watching people say they should of said something. But it resulted in alot of compliments and Phil's chat loving you.

You were now the older sibling of the chat. Why? Cause chat said so.

When you come in from now on the chat is chanting for you. Just "(y/n)!" Over and over.

Your life? Crazy. But it became a bit better after you were living with your new parents. It was heaven.

I'm sorry if its awkward I'm not good at introductions. And I am tis but a sleep deprived human. I need sleep and so do you have a nice day and once more I'm sorry if this isnt up to what you wanted.

[jaysbestie]

but what if

you write a scenario where Jay gets his girlfriend all these gifts and his girlfriend is like babe you don’t have to, like just because you’re rich doesn’t mean you have to spoil me. but he doesn’t listen. and so reader gets frustrated a little bit, just because she wants him to know that she’s not using him for her money, like other girls have.

if that makes sense lmaoo

Definitely Not Broke

pairing ; college student!jay x college student!female!reader

genre ; fluff with some angst in it

warnings ; curse words lol

summary ; every person knew two things about park jongseong. he was rich and he had a girlfriend which he loved. but is money the solution to everything?

pls this is literally so late,,, sorry!!

You opened the door to your bedroom, a glittery box sitting on your desk quickly catching your attention.

Not another one.

It was your fourth present from jay this week and let me tell you, none of the other three gifts were cheap.

You took the delicate box in your palms and carefully opened it, revealing a ring, as you got it out of the box you immediately recognized yours and jay's initials, carved on the inside part of the ring.

You let out a sigh after admiring the ring for some time, wondering why on earth he was getting you gifts almost every day. You opened a calendar you had placed in a box under your bed and took notes of today's gift. It wasn't that you were unappreciative of the gift, you were feeling a mix of emotions, slight anger, a bit of sadness and on top of that you felt confused.

After some time of you laying on your bed, watching tv and opening the ring's box to admire it every now and then passed, you heard the door of your appartment open and close silently.

You guessed it was jay, his heavy footsteps could easily be recognized and the footsteps were becoming louder so you guessed that he was coming towards your room.

Now is the time. You thought.

You had thought countless times about telling him to stop buying you expensive gifts and confronting him about it but you never felt enough brave to do it. However now you had finally the courage to tell him and you weren't going to lose your chance.

"how were classes today love?" he asked as he placed his bag on the floor and came towards your bed.

"they were fine, not that tiring, you came later than me though, is everything fine?" you asked, your facing forming into that of a confused face.

"yeah, I was just planning something with hersung and jake" he said and turned to look in your eyes

"listen jay, I want to talk with you about something"

"what is it y/n? did I do anything wrong?" he asked suddenly looking worried

"no it was just, something that bothered me", you paused trying to find some kind of emotion in his eyes, his expression softening after you told him there wasn't anything wrong, "why do you get me these expensive gifts all the time jay?"

He laughed. He deadass laughed.

"I'm being completely serious right now jongseong" you said looking at him straight in the eye, him shifting awkwardly in his position when he heard you calling him by his full name. You never called him by his full name.

"Why, y/n, don't you like them?"

"Jay no one said I didn't like them, I have actually kept all of them but you being rich doesn't mean that you have to spoil me and give me gifts everyday" he looked away after the last part of your sentence. He sat up from your bed and hugged you, then he just picked his bag up from the floor and left your room. That kind of behavior was weird coming from him. He would usually sit with you, cuddle and solve the problem you had but him leaving without saying anything was totally unexpected.

You heard him close your front door with a loud thud and you ran to check out of the window, seeing him enter his expensive car and just staying inside his car.

Honk, it was heard from outside your window and you looked out to see your boyfriend hitting his car's steering wheel with his,,, head.

Two minutes passed and you saw him start his car, leaving your place after taking his anger out. You decided that it was enough for today, you seriously were in no mood to fight jay, you just wanted him to know that you didn't want his money, but him.

You headed towards your bed, when your door bell was heard, you let out a groan, as you didn't really want to see anyone, let alone the guy standing outside of your front door. Of course it would be him, jake shim, jay's best friend and his only friend you were close to. You knew most of his friends hung with him because he had money but surely enough, jake was his only true friend.

"What is it jake?" you inquired, you were sure he wouldn't be here because he suddenly wanted to see you.

"Are you and jay alright? He wouldn't answer any of my calls and he only answered me once, saying that he is a coward who messed up and he wanted me to check on you" he said quickly, you swore that if he spoke more quickly you wouldn't have understood anything, he was in the college's debate team, after all.

"I guess I'm alright now but jay could have been less of an ass actually, I wanted to tell him to stop giving me presents but he thought that I didn't like them and then he got up, hugged me and left" you said, wiping two tears that dared to escape your eyes. It was your first ever fight, you didn't really know how to handle these situations and you seriously didn't want to put the blame on any of you.

"Oh so that's why he sounded stressed. Look, y/n, jay has a huge past with giving gifts to his past girlfriends, all of them knew he was rich so that's why they accepted him being their boyfriend, they would ask for presents all the time and the moment they didn't like a gift, they would break up with him because he couldn't offer them much. But that's all bullshit, it somehow made jay develop attachment issues, so when he started liking you so much, he wanted to do everything to get you to stay with him." he said, letting out a loud sigh and staring at you, " it's not bad that you confronted him about it, but he probably thinks that you don't really want him now." he said and started to leave your appartment, stopping, however, when you yelled his name. "Please tell jay to pass by my house tomorrow, I really want to talk with him." you said and saw him nod his head yes, so you closed your door and headed bad to your room so you could finally get some rest because you were both mentally and physically tired.

--------------->♡timeskip♡<---------------

Your close passed by quickly which was surprising. You headed back to your appartment, unlocking your front door and taking your shoes off as soon as you opened and closed your door. You made your way to your kitchen to grad an apple, noticing another box on your kitchen table. Not again. You were actually frustrated. This was his way to fix everything? G I F t S?!?! You opened it and saw a red rose as soon as you took the box's lid off. A necklace with a heart pendant was playing under the rose and a letter which you understood it was jay by the handwriting.

"Sorry, I'm sincerely sorry as I'm writing this letter, my behavior was honestly not the best yesterday but I couldn't really take in what you told me properly, I'm sorry you're also receiving my apology like this, from a letter I mean, and that I'm not standing in front of you apologising, jake told me that you wanted to talk to me so I'll be passing by later so that we can set this matter,

Sincerely your beloved,

Park Jongseong"

The letter read. You teared up but made sure to wipe the tears as the door bell was heard and you were sure it was him. You went to the door after you sniffled a little and opened the door to come face to face with who you called the love of your life.

"Hey"

"Hi jay" you said and made way for him to come inside your apartment.

"Listen, I'm sorry about yesterday, honestly, I didn't really want to talk about the gifts topic as it really is a sensitive topic to me" he admitted, looking at the floor, lifting his eyes only when he finished his sentence.

"Jay, jake told me about your gifts and I want to help you understand that whether you get me gifts or not, I'll be with you" you said, staring right into his eyes, him lifting his arms and coming towards you to hug you, almost squeezing the air out of your lungs. "Does that mean that you'll be with me and I can get you gifts?"

"Jay please don't get me any more gifts, I have nowhere to put them and I cant have fourty necklaces on me everytime I go out" you let out a sigh once you finished and you heard jay chuckle.

"Shall we watch a movie then?" he said enthusiastically and waited for your response.

"Once I put the rose in a cup of water we can do whatever we like" you responded pointing towards the rose, which was left on the kitchen's counter.

You were feeling better, you and your boyfriend were alright again and you hoped that he would never again feel like he should give you anything because he wants to prove that he is worthy of being your boyfriend because sincerely, you loved him.

[lexsssu]

Literally just finished BoZ just now cant help but imagine Lucifiel revealing her true eldritch draconic form and raise hell during the final battle asdfghjkl

And like, what if she had yet to show anyone her human form (except Heron & Electra ofc) so when Heron wakes up post-battle with his bros and his 'transforming mount' waiting for him, the absolute shock these men would have when she transforms again into this pretty little thing that looked like she couldn't hurt a fly as if she hadn't just been fuccing up giants left and right--

I'm pretty sure Ares fell in love almost immediately-- HAHAHAHAHA

But also Lucifiel hissing at Apollo like a cat when he tries to rizz her up and hiding behind Heron <3

If you love the art style of the animated Castlevania on Netflix, have you seen Blood of Zeus on netflix? Its made by the same creators so the art is the same; THE Men, Apollo, Hermes are looking fine as hell! not to mention how sweet they are to Heron - Since they understand Heron's situation, because they too were in that position - I can picture Lucifiel getting into shenanigans in that universe, A dragon protecting Heron and gaining the attention of certain gods LOL

I've actually heard/seen screenshots of it when it first came out but never actually watched until now cuz of this ask HAHAHAHA

So far Hermes is turning out to be my fave cuz he's such an overall sweetie <3 But also damn, Apollo's chara design certainly caught my eye asdfghjkl

Lucifiel is probs outcasted as a 'foreigner' who doesn't look like anyone in town and gets taken in by Heron and his mom. Throughout the events of series she'd probs be hovering over Heron, or hecc, might even pretend to be his mount the whole time like Sera's winged beastie and fly him around

That would look so badass but also t's gonna be so hilarious if like, after the big fight she turns back into her more human form and catches the attention of certain handsome gods-- HAHAHAHA

Apollo: "Bruh, where tf did you find her and can I have her--"

But also ngl I'm kinda getting a soft spot for Seraphim after seeing his back story too :'))

I imagine if Lucifiel gets isekai'd into BoZ and is the one to find Sera broken and bleeding just before he found the giant's remains, she'd have scooped him right up and healed his avenger ass-- HAHAHA

Tho considering how fate works, I'm sure some other poor fool will end up at Meladoni and find the giant instead which will push the story right back to where it more or less originally was

I feel like once the canon timeline starts tho, Sera would still choose to live in the forest with Lucifiel and the bears, but by that point they'd have already gotten revenge on his uncle's family.

I imagine that thru a twist of fate, Heron will come across them, or they themselves might end up at Heron's home and perhaps unknowingly meet with Electra and prevent her untimely death

Who knows, Sera might become a king still, albeit with reluctance, but then again who best to rule the people than someone who doesn't want to rule?

But anyways, all these scenarios are so fun to think of while watching asdfghjkl

[songbirdsingingthings]

Midnight Revelations - Katsuki Bakugou x Reader

DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of these characters, they belong to Kohei Horikoshi

MHA Masterlist - Main Masterlist

WARNINGS: Fluff, Swearing (It’s Bakugou, so, that’s kinda a given)

Requested by @luluwiie​ :

Given your gift for writing, I'm honestly utterly surprised your box is not already full :o but this is my chance ! Kuhuhu * robbing hands *

May I request a Todoroki or Bakugo one shot (Just choose whether you feel more inspired with one, another or both) where they are just sharing some moments with reader, and like, they enjoy their time with Reader and when they come back to their dorms, alone in their bedroom, they just realize how much they care for Reader? Like, more than their close friend and partner in crimes ? Like, more in a pining way? I just love emotional epiphanies 😳❤

Tysm if you do this ! CANT WAIT TO READ YOU MORE ❤❤

- Luluv

A/N: YOU’RE LITERALLY THE SWEETEST ❤❤❤. I had a lot of fun writing this one since Bakugou is such an interesting character, so I hope you enjoy!! (Also, the song “True Love” by P!NK was playing nonstop in my head while writing this.)

Word Count: 1.9K

If it was within his control, Katsuki Bakugou would be fast asleep in his own bed by now. It made sense to him - the sky was completely dark making the stars clearly visible and it was already past 10:30 p.m., so why on earth was he awake? The short and simplest answer yielded the same result; you. How you had wedged yourself in between him and his strict sleep schedule, Bakugou had no idea, so here he was, sat with a grimace on his face as you tried to work out the last math problem on the long homework sheet Ectoplasm had assigned.

“Wait, so when it’s a hyperbola, it’s a²- b² = c²?” You ask, glancing in between the blonde-haired boy sat next to you and the sheet full of conic section equations. Bakugou just looked at you with a mixture of a tired and dumbfounded expression.

“No, idiot, it’s a²+ b² = c² because the standard form uses subtraction. It’s the other way around for ellipses.” He explains gruffly, taking your mechanical pencil and writing down the equation roughly. However, due to the sheer force of his hand on the poor little pencil, the led snapped off. You laughed a little at the outburst that followed shortly after.

“Bakugou, don’t press so hard, the lead is thinner.” You say, taking the pencil from his hand gingerly. He simply scoffs in return.

“Yeah, well, normal pencils don’t do that. Get better ones next time.” He hurumphs, leaning back in his chair and letting his head hang off the back. He remains like this for a few minutes while you scribble down the rest of your equations, ultimately coming to a solution.

“Okay, I think I got it! Is it… (y+5)²/9 - (x - 4)²/25?” With a hesitant voice and a hopeful expression, you push the homework sheet in front of Bakugou to hopefully gain his approval. You wince as he scans your work carefully, raising his eyebrows on certain occasions. Finally, he sets the paper down and slides it back over to you. “Well?” You ask, a little exasperated.

“Yeah, that’s the correct answer.” With a sigh of relief you slumped back into your chair with a smile on your face. However, that only lasted for a few seconds. “Wait, then what the hell were those facial expressions when you were looking at it?” You ask, taking the math sheet and putting it in a folder that was then shoved into your school bag.

“Your handwriting is shit.” Is all Bakugou had to say as he stood up and stretched his arms out. You roll your eyes and glance at the clock.

“Damn, it’s already 11:15.” You murmur, letting one of your hands card through your hair, massaging your head and releasing the tension that was built up by doing several pages of pre-calc. “Thanks, by the way. You didn’t need to stay this late to help me out, so I really appreciate it.” You say, expressing your gratitude to the blonde. Bakugou rubs his eyes before slinging his bag over his shoulder, letting his blazer stay unbuttoned and his tie loose around his neck. You had to admit, his somewhat disheveled look did look quite attractive on him, but if you told him that he would either never let you hear the end of it or get pissed off for commenting on his fashion. He already got enough of that from his parents, apparently. 

“Yeah, I didn’t, and now thanks to you I’m gonna be tired as hell in the morning.” He complains, opening the door to your dorm to exit.

“You know, a cold compress does wonders for eyebags.” You say, a mischievous grin on your face. He narrows his eyes and flips you off. “I enjoyed spending time with you too, Bakugou!” And with that, the door to your dorm was closed.

Katsuki felt like a zombie by the time he got to his own dorm. He didn’t even bother putting his school bag on his desk or arranging his shoes by the door like he usually does. Instead, he just let the brown shoulder bag slump onto the floor as he fumbled to get his shoes off. Why the hell had you made him stay for so long? He finished all of his homework hours before you did, and still, he had to remain stationed at that wooden low table as he had to keep himself busy while you plugged away at your own work. After about an hour, looking through his phone got incredibly boring so he moved on to looking around your room, taking in all of the things that made it up. Of course, he wasn’t doing this to try to get to know you more, he already knew all he needed to… right? But as his eyes raked over the photos and decor of your room, the more glimpses he got into your personal life, so he stopped immediately.

Bakugou did make an effort to change his clothes. Peeling his blazer from his arms and hanging it up haphazardly in his closet along with his white button up. He tugged on a random black shirt and swapped his uniform pants for pajama ones and finally, finally, clambered into his bed. And, although he tried hard to make his brain shut off and just let him enter a dreamless sleep, his mind began to wander. He blamed his delirious nature for letting his neurons take him from place to place, situation to situation, until they finally projected an image of you into his head. It was a simple display of you and a recent one, too. Just Y/N L/N, sat at the little wooden table with her head perched on one of her hands with a stupid mechanical pencil in her hand. Did her hair always kind of frame her face like that? He wondered, scrunching his closed eyes. It didn’t look as horrible today, he supposed. Bakugou let his eyes flutter open, only to see that his digital clock read a clear 12:04 a.m. in electric red. He sighed and let his gaze fall on the ceiling right above him. Why was he thinking of you this late in the evening? And, to his surprise, he realized that he felt much more at home in your dorm room than he did right now, in his own space.

“What the hell…” He muttered, turning on his bedside lamp. His room was shed in a soft light, illuminating only the nearest furniture and himself. If he wasn’t able to go asleep, he sure as hell wouldn’t let this time go to waste. Picking up the book on his shelf that he was most recently into, he flipped through the pages to find his place and started reading again. He would never admit it, but Pride and Prejudice was turning out to be a much better read than expected. Bakugou found the main heroine to be much more likeable than any others he had read about. Her charisma and wit satisfied him where other characters were lacking, and the way she refused to be phased by an arrogant and sometimes brash guy who pushed her buttons constantly… He let the book fall to the ground without so much of a care as realizations flooded his brain. You put up with him. Whenever he was acting rude or was teasing you without relent, you would just simply roll your eyes and fire back. He put up with you, too. All your unreasonable habits, like staying up way too late, he was still by your side. Why?

“I…” Katsuki forced himself to look into the mirror. He saw his reflection to be way out of the norm. His eyes were wide, his posture was perfect, and his cheeks were red. “I like her.” He let the words flow freely from his mouth. With one more glance to the clock by his bedside, he grabbed a hoodie and shoved his head through it while opening his door and heading straight to yours. He knew from all of the prior knowledge on you stored in his brain and the light that shown beneath your door that you were, in fact, still awake. With three soft knocks, your door swung open to reveal you. Clad in soft looking pajama shorts and a flimsy top, your hair was a mess and your eyes were drooping. Bakugou never thought you could look so beautiful.

“Bakugou, it’s way past your bedtime.” You quip, your voice mimicking a doting parent. Bakugou shoved his way past you into your room and began to lightly pace. Your once joking smile fell into a confused frown, your eyes starting to swim with concern. “Seriously, Katsuki, what’s up? You’ve never stayed up this late except for that one time I insisted you did because a once in a lifetime meteor shower was on full display. I mean, you complained about it of course, but I knew you actually liked it because your eyes-”

“Just, shut it!” The blonde finally says. You pull back slightly, surprised at his words. “You write your twos and sevens weird, some of your habits tend to be unproductive, and sometimes I just can not stand you, but I like you.” The two of you are silent for a moment before you take a step towards him.

“You have feelings for me?” You ask, your voice soft like velvet and your eyes twinkling. Despite all of his reservations, his hard exterior and the sneer he always wore melted.

“Yeah, sure, whatever.” You shook your head and took another step forward.

“Don’t answer it like you're confirming that I correctly solved a math problem. Answer it like you love me.” Bakugou’s cheeks flamed at your sudden confidence, but he took a step forward so that your bodies were almost touching.

“I love you Y/N.” And with that, a wide grin spread across your face. Your arms wrapped themselves around the blonde’s neck and you leaned into him, your lips meeting his in a searing kiss. It was slow in pace but fierce in passion as he grew more comfortable, wrapping his arms around your waist and pressing you closer so that you were flush against his chest. Breathless and red in the face, Bakugou finally pulls back to see your ecstatic face. “Oi, what’s with the face?” He says, flustered.

“Nothing,” you say, going into your bathroom with a little towelette. He raises his eyebrows. “I told you before, a cold compress works wonders for the inevitable eye bags that you will have in the morning, and this is the perfect size.” He huffs in amusement and plucks the towelette from your hands. “Plus, you’ll have to return it to me. It gives you another excuse to hang out with me.” Bakugou finally earns a little confidence and his trademarked smirk spreads across his face.

“I don’t need an excuse to hang out with you. You’ll need my help again on the homework.”

“Always the charmer,” you quip, walking with him so that he was standing in the hallway and you in the doorway. “See ya tomorrow,” you smile, pecking him on the lips.

“See ya, Y/N.” His blush was still prevalent, but his eyebrows narrowed and a scowl replaced the smirk. “And throw out those mechanical pencils, they’re absolute shit.”

“Anything for you, Lover!” You joke, closing the door. Lover, he thinks. He can get used to a nickname like that.

[azucanela]

prologue

pairing: bakugou katsuki x fem!reader

warnings: alcohol consumption. cursing.

word count: 3k

summary: the internet is enamored with the idea of y/n l/n and bakugou katsuki, two renowned pro heroes, dating. the first issue? the pair rarely interacts. the second issue? apparently, they hate each other, not that anyone knows about that bit. of course, after one night of many mistakes, the whole world knows. 

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THE NIGHT OF THE GALA, it quickly came to Y/N’s attention that she definitely should not have waited til the last minute to get ready. But, her own procrastination had bested her, especially since she didn’t want to go, at all. It isn’t that Y/N wasn’t excited to see all her peers, it’s just that...

Y/N wasn’t excited to see her peers. 

Or anyone for that matter, she was exhausted after having just recently returned from one of her longer missions, and though her publicist had insisted the timing was perfect Y/N had to disagree.

She was really hoping for a break, not to be forced into socializing with everyone. And though Y/N didn’t want to seem arrogant in any way, she was a woman who had amassed quite the influence in her years as a Pro Hero. Meaning people wanted to talk to her, they wanted her favor.

Y/N wasn’t in the mood to have conversations with people faking kindness at the moment, which was the primary reason she found herself grimacing as she slipped on her second heel. Nearly falling to the floor had she not caught herself on the edge of the doorway as she hopped out while adjusting her shoe. 

As though things couldn’t become more chaotic, Y/N’s phone rings, causing her to jump at the sudden noise in shock before cursing, hand reaching into her small purse and digging around for the item as she continues towards her door. Just before she can pick up the phone, the call promptly ends, and a knock sounds at the door— causing Y/N to groan in annoyance as she comes to a proper stand and begins to make her way towards the entrance of her home.

The knocks become more rapid, and Y/N suddenly realizes just who is at her door as she rolls her eyes, calling out, “I’m coming you impatient hag.” 

Y/N can practically hear the scoff of her publicist as she finally opens the door, revealing the woman who stands with her brow raised. “We’re going to be late.”

Before her stands Lorelai Flores, one of the most renowned publicists of their time. Y/N was lucky to have scored her seeing as she was one of few Pro Heroes who hadn’t had a scandal yet, miraculously. In fact, Y/N had been one of her first clients shortly after they’d met in a local café— the woman had come from America and Y/N couldn’t help but wonder if life there was more chaotic with how well she handled all her clients.

The woman in question stands before Y/N in a green dress as she removes her glasses, eyes scanning Y/Ns figure before saying, “you look nice.”

A smile finds its way onto Y/N’s face as she lightly shoves Lorelai, stepping out of her apartment and locking the door behind her before the pair begins to head down the hall, “you look great as well!” 

The click of their heels brings Y/N a satisfaction she cant describe as they exit the apartment complex, Y/N lived in a quiet area, an attempt to escape the unavoidable fame being a Pro Hero brought on. It was especially worse when you saw all the posts.

God, Twitter is insane, Y/N learnt that the hard way. Despite the fact that she and Bakugou Katsuki hadn’t been in the same room since graduation— for a reason— the internet had taken to shipping the pair. It was an idea that Y/N abhorred given her history with the boy. After all, they’d practically been butting heads since they met. 

But it was appealing to the masses, the idea of someone “soft” like Y/N, someone known for their charity work and kindness, their sweet smile and endless optimism. And someone... like Bakugou. Harsh, almost ill-mannered and rude— though there was no denying that he’d made progress since their UA days, not that Y/N could confirm this seeing as she hadn’t seen him in so long. That and the fact that last she checked, most of the major headlines involving Bakugou were... not very positive.

Y/N started to avoid social media once she discovered this ship. She and Bakugou didn’t have the best relationship during their time at UA, it was practically a rivalry in their last year especially. 

“All your friends are going to be there.” Lorelai hummed, scrolling through her phone as she side eyed Y/N, the pair slipping inside a limo with ease once they stepped out of building, met by one of many men that Lorelai had hired. She had insisted that now that Y/N was a Pro Hero, she’d be a target too. And of course, her publicist was right. 

Her brow raises, as she settles in the car, deciding to simply reply, “yes, I’m aware they’ll all be there.” It’s a curious comment, seeing as it was an obvious fact. They were all heroes, and given their history with UA, well... the world had been anticipating their debuts for a while. Meaning they all quickly rose to fame, some faster than others, and some remaining in the spotlight far longer. 

Surprisingly, Y/N was included in that bunch, unsurprisingly, Bakugou, Todoroki and Midoriya were as well. Tokoyami had also carved out a nice spot for himself at Hawks’ agency, and Yaoyorozu had managed to become a sidekick to a rather renowned upcoming hero. 

Y/N had also earned a spot at Hawks’ agency, the man demanding her presence because she had “reminded him of himself,” for some reason. And seeing as he was one of the top heroes, who was she to disagree? The man seemed to understand her desire for distance, allowing her to go on missions that tended to be further out from where she’d grown up. And she was more thankful for the space.

She’d taken to philanthropy as soon as the money started coming in. Y/N had never understood just how much money Pro Heroes made until she was earning it as well. Although, seeing as she wasn’t ranked all that high, it wasn’t until she started branching out and doing other work that it became ridiculous.

“All of your friends, Ms. L/N.” Lorelai looks up to her, brow raised as she crosses her legs, resting her clasped hands on top of them.

Y/N offers her a tight lipped smile before waving her off, “I told you to call me Y/N, we’ve known each other how long?” 

“Don’t change the subject.”

Sighing, Y/N shifts uncomfortably in her seat, eyes drifting towards the window to see there are already dozens of flashing lights lined up, surrounding the venue of the gala, hoping to catch one of the Pro Heroes before anyone else does.

With a sigh, Lorelai directs her eyes outside as well, hands clasped together as she straightens herself in her seat, “funny isn’t it? That such a vital job requires so much publicity?” A tight lipped smile forms on their face, “I suppose I should be grateful for it. After all, it’s the reason I have a job but...”

But, Y/N hated it, and so did Lorelai. 

“It’s horrid that my dress matters more than any life I save.” 

And with that, the car comes to a stop. Alerting them that they’ve arrived, coupled with a short and swift knock on the door to signal that it’s time to get out. 

Inhaling deeply, Y/N looks back to Lorelai, who takes out a pocket mirror and removes her glasses, Lorelai eyes herself in the mirror momentarily, blinking once, twice, before saying, “most people don’t bring their publicists to such events you know.”

A small laugh escapes Y/N, and she knows its Lorelai’s attempt at helping her wind down before going inside, though she replies, “you’re more than my publicist.” Offering her a smile, Y/N simply says, “and why suffer alone when I can bring my friend, and who else will make sure I don’t do anything dumb?” 

It was true, it was always nice to have a partner at such functions, someone to hang around or return to. Or more accurately, someone to use as an excuse to leave the more annoying conversations. Though Lorelai always enjoyed the free foods and gift bags— that had items worth more than her rent, Lorelai had once said— and agreed to join Y/N/

Rolling her eyes, Lorelai simply knocks at the door, letting their chauffeur know it’s time before momentarily turning back to Y/N as they say, “ladies first.”

And with that, the door opens, revealing the pair to the world and exposing them to all the flashing lights of the mob awaiting them. People shouting out her Pro Hero name, Empatha.

Named for her quirk, Empathic Mimicry. Granting her to use the ability of those she touches for as long as she wants. However, in that period of time, she can feel their emotions and pain, and the quirk she uses comes with the setbacks of the user. If the person she touches is quirkless, it is possible to get other skills of theirs, but once again there are setbacks. 

Todoroki spent much of his free time at UA theorizing that she and Monoma Neito were secretly related in some way. Monoma on the other hand, seemed bitter about the fact that Y/N was “a better version” of him. Despite this, the memory of Todoroki’s odd question brings a genuine smile to her face as she steps onto the red carpet, swiftly making her way past as she waves towards the cameras. 

It’s just as overwhelming as it was the first time. And the second time. And the time after that. Even if Y/N had taught herself to control her abilities, no longer feeling the emotions of those surrounding her. But she didn’t need her ability to feel the excitement, anxiety— and worst of all the ambition. Ambition tended to be dangerous in the hero world. The reason behind unnecessary deaths, and exposed scandals. In Y/N’s experience it was a dangerous emotion, but she wouldn’t deny it had produced some impressive people. 

The lights are blinding as Y/N maneuvers inside, colliding with someone, warm hands come to rest on her forearms as the person in question mutters out, “watch where you’re going.”

Y/N finds herself freezing, recognizing him almost instantly. By the time her eyes have readjusted to the light, she finds that Bakugou is staring right back at her, mouth gaped open.

“You’ve got to be kidding me.” Y/N scoffs, tearing her arm from his grasp as he quickly as she attempts to collect herself, inhaling deeply.

Y/N probably should’ve guessed it was him from the screams, pose for a picture! Why don’t you two get a little closer! Can you comment on your relationship? They’re yelling for Bakugou too, wondering why he finally decided to make an appearance. Y/N is curious as well, for different reasons of course.

Bakugou is rolling his eyes before she can continue, “please, it’s not like I wanted to see you either.” 

Y/N nods slowly, offering him a bitter smile as she inhaled deeply— taking a few steps back. “Great to see you Bakugou, truly.” Sarcasm dripping from her tone as she stands beside him begrudgingly, putting on a false smile, “I hate you just as much as I used to.” 

Pausing, Bakugou’s hand comes to hover over her waist, as he stares into the cameras, muttering, “why?” 

“We both have reputations to maintain, do we not?” Comes her response, looking to him, Y/N reminds herself not to scowl as she straightens herself beside him, waving to a group of people and inciting more screams as she beams from beside Bakugou.

His laugh is a bitter one as he replies, “right.” Y/N inhales shakily, removing herself from Bakugou as she offers him a sarcastic smile, “thanks for the show, Sweetheart, but you aren’t all that important. You aren’t doing me any favors right now.”

A laugh escapes her, and the number of flashes increases exponentially, only for her to turn to Bakugou and say, “really now? Well, I suppose you’re right I’m not important seeing as you’re the one on the front page every week for a different scandal.” Bakugou looks away, scoffing, and Y/N nearly flips him off before reminding herself where she is and saying, “And I don’t want your thanks. I don’t want anything from you.”

And then she’s off, offering tight lipped smiles to those around her as she moved further into the venue for the gala, grabbing a drink off the tray of a passing waiter, Y/N mumbled out words of thanks before downing the drink instantly. Making her way past each person when a hand grabs her wrist.

“Y/N?”

Izuku Midoriya, better known as Pro Hero Deku, had intercepted Y/N on her way to the sanctuary of every party. The bathroom. Though he was probably the best person to have caught her, and undoubtedly someone she actually wanted to speak with. Y/N had a feeling he could tell something was wrong from the way he looked at her, concern clear in his eyes, Izuku was always easy to read. But she had somewhere to be and—

And Bakugou would be entering anytime soon. And what infuriated Bakugou more than she did? Izuku Midoriya.

So, Y/N puts a smile on her face as she says, “hey Midoriya.” She clears her throat, moving to stand beside him as she asks, “how are you doing?” 

He beams back at her, his smile as genuine as ever as he responds, “I’m well! And so are you it seems, there are rumors that you’ll be entering the top 100 heroes this year, you know?” 

Y/N had heard such rumors as well, if they were true, she’d be the first of her class to become a part of the top 100. Seeing as they were still basically fresh out of UA, it would be quite the achievement for her to do so at such a young age. Rivaling the progression of even Pro Hero Hawks. 

Raising a brow Y/N shoves him lightly, “scouting out the competition are you, Midoriya?” 

Midoriya’s eyes widen and he immediately begins shaking his head as his cheeks flush a bright red, “absolutely not!” He exclaims, “I’m just so amazed by how far you’ve come and it’s been so long since I’ve seen you.” 

A small laugh escapes her at his reaction, her eyes drifting towards her empty glass as she replies, “well I have no doubt that if I do miraculously enter the top 100, you’ll be close behind.” Inhaling deeply, she meets his eyes, “now if you’ll excuse me, I was on my way to the restroom when you caught me.” Once again, his cheeks flush a light pink as he begins to sputter apologies, and Y/N simply smiles as she says, “but we should definitely catch up sometime soon, maybe we can hang out sometime soon?”

A bashful smile finds its way onto his face as he nods slowly, “yeah. I would like that.”

And with that, Y/N waves goodbye to him continuing to the bathroom and managing to avoid any more conversations though few tried. Likely hoping for some good publicity themselves, she could see people beginning to swarm Deku in the distance now— and Y/N finds herself feeling bad that she left him so soon.

But as Y/N makes her way inside the restroom, it finally hits her.

Lorelai meant it when she said all her peers are coming, the woman had probably meant it as a warning. It was rare for Bakugou to attend social events, especially since they rarely ended well when it came to him. Most days, he ended up the headline of every single news sources when it came to his public events, rarely did Bakugou have a good run in with the press. Y/N was shocked he’d made it this far in the hero industry with his poor reputation only worsening at every event.

Oh she needed a drink. Y/N needed a lot of drinks. She couldn’t do this right now, not at all.

But more importantly, she needed fun, she needed lots of fun. So, taking one last look at the mirror, Y/N inhales deeply before exiting the restroom, spotting Izuku Midoriya almost instantly. She makes her way towards him, calling out for him, “Midoriya!” Her words distract him from his conversation, drawing the attention of those around then and the people who were initially speaking to him. 

The boy seems relieved that someone has come to save him from whatever conversation he was having, waving to Y/N as he says, “Y/N?”

A grin comes onto her face as she extends a hand to him, looking to those around him, “sorry to interrupt but—” She turns back to Izuku, “may I have this dance?

He offers her a nervous smile, only sparing those around him a glance as he replies, “definitely.” 

And with that, she drags him to the dance floor, and Y/N can feel the eyes on her as she does. It certainly is a curious sight. Two of the big up and coming heroes heading to the dance floor together after barely any public interactions. Y/N is sure that once the word gets out the internet will be going insane, and so will the press. Weaving together stories of insanity to boost their readership.

At this rate, Y/N didn’t care. 

This was Y/N L/N’s first mistake of the night, but it certainly wouldn’t be her last seeing as by the end of the night, Y/N L/N and Bakugou Katsuki would be on every front page and headline. 

note: lmk how this was pls i need validation <3

[lilysdaydreams]

Chocolates

→ Pairing: Corpse Husband X plussize!Reader

→ Request: hello i love you and your writing (firstly) i was wondering if you could write a corpse husband xfem reader who is plus size? i havent seen any of those lol but maybe she gets hate over it and wants to start eating better and working out with him?? you don’t have to if you don’t want to tho!!

→ Warnings: chubby reader, insecure!reader, Body Image issues !!! Swearing, Descriptions of Readers feeling really sad about their body + online hate comments on readers body.

→ A/N: Idk what happened with this. This past week has been hard and I've been really tired but I forced myself to write something. I dont really think its goof but I hope the person who requested it likes it :(((

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You fell into bed, wrapping the blanket around you and rolling over onto your side. Work had been hard today, your manager getting mad at the smallest of things. You could hear Corpse in his streaming room, talking to the viewers. You and Corpse had been together for 2 years now, and both of you had finally decided you were ready to reveal your relationship to his fans. First, you'd simply joined him on stream, talking at some points. Then a few weeks later, he'd posted a photo of him holding your hand and tagged you in it.

Your followers had gone from your 450 friends to 53 000 strangers. And that was only on the first day. You hadn't been on Instagram for a whole week, too overwhelmed about all the attention. It was a Friday today though, so you decided you might as well.

You opened up Instagram and clicked on your profile, eyes widening as you saw the 500k written above followers.

"Five hundred thousand?" You whispered to yourself, not even being able to comprehend the number. Like sure, if you compared it to Corpses 2 million, it seemed small, but it's not as if you did anything! What reason would they have to follow you? You only had two photos posted as well, an outfit photo from your sister's weddings, and one of you drinking a bubble tea.

Quickly clicking on the bubble tea picture, you opened up the comments smiling when the first comment  that caught your eye was "Woah shes so pretty." You scroll slowly, your  smile growing bigger at all the  love that Corpses fans gave you.

"SHES GORGEOUS"

"QUEEN WHAT THE HELL STEP ON ME"

The amount of "CHOKE ME" comments were hilarious.

You chuckled at a few and scrolled again, reading another one.

"Why did he have to pick a fat girl?"

For a second, your heart completely  stopped.

"What the fuck," you muttered.

You quickly clicked on the replies, wanting to see what others had to say. There were people defending you and arguing with the user, and there were others who agreed with them.

“Yes omg do you se ever stomach? Ugh how can Corpse stand staring at that the whole day?”

“Bruh her legs 😂😂”

You sucked in a breath.

You’d never been thin, always a bit chubby and with a bit of stomach fat. You’d been very insecure in high school, always wearing baggy clothes to hide your body, but who hadn’t felt that way in high school. After it though, you’d been okay. You felt happy and Corpse always let you know that he loved your body just the way you were. You were pretty confident normally. Today though... today it felt like all of that confidence has crumbled. You kept scrolling focusing on all the comments that talked about your weight.

Throwing the phone on the bed, you got up and moved to the mirror you have in your room. Grabbing the cloth draped over it, you pulled it off, looking at yourself in the mirror. You can see every flaw the comments talked about. You can see your double chin, your huge stomach, your big thighs. You held your arms up, wincing when you see the fat on them. Your probably looked so bad when you waved bye to someone. Tears now gathering in your eyes, you moved the cloth back over the mirror and then went back to bed, using the pillow to muffle your sobs.

You knew you were being a bit stupid. Random people on the internet and their opinions shouldn’t matter to you. But for some reason, the words had really gotten to you, and all you wanted to do was cry.

A few minutes later, you heard the door open, and knowing it was Corpse, you pushed your head into the pillow even more, not wanting him to look at you like this.

“Babe,” he whispered, coming over and patting you on your back.

“Baby,” he repeated when you refused to say anything and that he could hear was your sniffling. “You okay?”

You sobbed in response and he let out a “Oh” and then pulled you away from the pillow.

You looked down, refusing to look at him because you would look like an absolute mess.

“God I look so bad right now, he’s gonna see me and realise how big of a fat mess I am and leave me,” you thought.

“Hey baby, what’s wrong?” He asked again grabbing you in a hug.

“Was it work?” He asked when you didn’t answer. “or did your mom call again?"

When you stayed silent, he let out a sigh and let you go, getting up from the bed.

You immediately looked up, and asked “Where are you going?" because for a second you felt like it was true.  Maybe Corpse was leaving you because of how disgusting you were.

He looked down at you, startled by your sudden question. "Just to get some chocolate and a blanket."

"No." you said voice shaking a bit from the crying, "I don't want chocolate."

"What babe, what the fuck?" He said softly, dropping back down next to you. "Baby what's going on, just tell me, I can't do anything if you can't tell me."

"You-You know your fans? They're amazing, right?" you finally said, hesitating a little.

"It's just, I checked some comments on one of Instagram posts and there's so many where they're just talking about how fat I am, or how big my stomach is, or how ugly I look," you said, your voice lowering to a whisper at the end.

A beat of silence and then;

"Oh baby noooo," Corpse whispers, grabbing you and pulling you into a hug.

You cant stop the tears from leaking out of your eyes and you bury your head into his shoulder. His hoodie smells like the bodywash he uses, making you calmer in a second.

"Sweetheart, you are absolutely beautiful," he begins, whispering into your ear. "Did you know that when I first saw you, I couldn't even speak? Like I legitimately felt like my mouth had been glued together, I couldn't form any words."

Heat rose to your cheeks as he continued on.

"You were like an angel, literally glowing, and guess what, I still feel like that whenever I see you now. When you come back home and you're wearing that huge hoodie and you just have the hood pulled up because its cold and the little pout on your face, guess what you look fucking gorgeous to me like that. And when you're in our bed, wearing shorts and a crop top with your hair in a bun waiting for me to make popcorn so we can watch a movie, god you look like an angel then okay?"

"Oh ah, when you're on your period, and seriously bloated and eating all the food, you fucking look beautiful to me then as well. Your tummy- Your tummy makes me so happy like look at this soft little baby. And guess what? I fucking LIVE for your thighs and you know that baby, like I will die for them okay? Your ass- well, we both know what I feel about that so I won't say anything." He ended with a chuckle.

You moved back a little, and he grabbed your face and rested his forehead on yours.

Taking a deep breath, he started whispering, eyes locked onto yours.

"Every single part of you is perfect. And I love it. I find you so sexy that I literally cannot breathe sometimes because of your presence. You're amazing and I fucking love you. What those people say on the internet, why the fuck does it matter huh? They obviously can't recognize the absolute fox in front of their faces."

Slowly he wiped the tears from your face, and returned the watery smile that you gave him.

"Chocolates?" he asked, still whispering.

You nodded your head, giggling as he ran to get them.

fin.

[meiishu]

thoughts on hsmtmts episode 6 under the cut

- first off the first scene im sorry mr bleu but you cannot just burst into a bunch of teenage boys bunk cabin at 6 AM in the morning what the hell they are children 

- i really love the friendship with maddox and gina forming here, i liked the idea of their friendship from the beginning when gina defended maddox to the other girls and i just gotta say them bonding about rough relationships with their bros is top tier

- poor ricky. he asked mr. bleu to take out his Dramatic Feelings Reveal from the documentary and mr blew simply said “no, i dont think i will”, and that was that

- speaking of ricky i liked him and jet this episode, i like that they are comforting each other and opening up to each other. also, jet calling ricky out on his bullshit denying his feelings for gina. i like that jet simply does not put up with ricky’s shit. and vice versa. even if no romance forms there im really loving their dynamic 

 - MISS JENN!!!! MISS JENN!!! MISS JENN!!!! PLEASE STAY

- wait no where are you going miss jenn COME BACK

- ALL I CAN THINK ABOUT IS MISS JENN!!!!!! 

- seriously though. with the appearance of miss jenn for like 3 scenes, she was able to comfort all the characters and allow them to be listened to. this really juxtaposes mr. bleu and his team -- i feel like miss jenn actually respects and listens to all the kids, is an adult who respects them, you know? 

- i’m genuinely annoyed that she didn’t stay to take over EJ’s job. 

- also EJ THIS EPISODE. this whole season is horrible for ej. they’re destroying all of ej’s positive character growth and development, his feelings and relationship with gina, and making him... literally almost how he was in season 1. like where is the guy who SHOWS UP for gina??? where he at?? because that scene where gina asked EJ to the prom (which was SO PRECIOUS btw) and ej literally snubbed it by saying no dates for this prom like... i get it’s policy but you can literally still go together. 

- seriously ej is getting BUTCHERED this season. my poor elton john. why cant miss jenn direct them and ej actually be able to have FUN with his FRIENDS? the way this poor boy had to skip the color games and missed gina’s basketball move (which was great, good for her)??? ej used to be the guy who always showed up for gina. that was like their thing. and now they’re just flipping that, making ej not there, but ricky is there. so now ricky is the guy who’s showing up for her. 

- also. ricky this episode though??? the way he helped gina with her promposal despite his feelings?? the way he is actually there for gina this season?? i like it. but it also makes me mad because of the way he’s only allowed to have a true romantic arc with gina now that nini’s character is ~conveniently~ gone. like the way that he was obsessed with nini until literally dating uh whats her face then this season be in this big pining arc... but i’ll allow it because gina and ricky have really good romantic chemistry (something i think gina and ej don’t have the same level of, which, paired with ej’s attitude this season is making me ship ricky and gina a bit more). It’s a shame because i love season 2  portwell SO MUCH.

- JET AND MADDOX GETTING ALONG DURING THE GAMES??? JET HAVING FUN??? JET WINNING FOR TEAM YELLOW TO MAKE MADDOX HAPPY??? maddox is still upset though, i like ricky trying to mediate between them. he senses they miss each other and wants to help them. i hope that maddox and jet can grow even closer after this episode. and since jet and ricky seem to be giving each other a lot of advice, they can help each other out

- also back to miss jenn, really loved her moment with kourtney. kourtney didn’t want to climb the wall and miss jenn encouraged her but also made her feel that saying no was a safe option. i think val meant well with her encouragement, but it wasn’t the time or the place. the way val’s face shifted after kourtney stepped down and miss jenn comforted her made me think this might be addressed again at some point. 

- WHY CANT MISS JENN STAY???? i miss the kids having an adult who encouraged and supported them. this is an anti mr bleu blog. i wish miss jenn got to smack him for exploiting the kids ngl

- (i’m calling him mr bleu to separate him from the actor) 

- ALSO RICKYS BIRTHDAY IS GOING TO BE RELEVENT THIS SEASON. the gift?? the mentions of his 18th??? its going somewhere.

- ASHLYN CANON SAPPHIC!!! ASHLYN CANON SAPPHIC!!!! ngl i was hoping for ashlyn/maddox over val/ashlyn (not that i dislike val, or want either couple to happen immediately, i just feel like ashlyn and maddox have better chemistry) but i love the realization!!! 

- also, the metaphor of the fireworks. when ej and gina were talking about how there were always fireworks, nothing came. miss jenn told ashlyn that she knew she liked ricky’s dad when she “saw fireworks”. when val hugged ashlyn, fireworks lit up the sky. that’s gotta be intentional. which makes me really sad as a portwell lover, but i love the scene of ashlyn realizing her feelings. also, it’s not as though ashlyn/val is a canon couple or anything, it’s just canon ashlyn is attracted to her.

- still convinced maybe maddox kind of likes ashlyn and is projecting. either that or maybe somehow this madison character will come back/they’ll get together/have some kind of resolution jet helps orchestrate as an apology for ruining their fledgling relationship 

- ricky. ricky bowen. what the hell are you planning in that curly head of yours

- also this is a shameless plug for joshua bassett’s new song, smoke slow, but it really reminds me of rina this season and ricky’s feelings towards rina so go listen to it. 

- also also, i was kind of upset we didn’t get a kourtney andgina covnersation...? after the last episode, there was that moment of betrayal from kourtney when she thought maybe gina told Carlos about her anxiety. i wonder if this will maybe be addressed in another episode? they are shorter episodes, so it would make sense if maybe it comes up again later in the season. still, i’m gonna be watching for it! 

[zuffer-weird-girl]

The Asylum

Synopsis: The U.A was a known Asylum. Known of being the current house for the most dangerous persons with the most tragocs backstorys and trauma. An universe where quirls dont exist, but heroes take the places of doctors, students are trainers and of course; villains are the pacients.

I am planning to do for all the boys I write and Shigaraki version of it (surprise shiggy stans!) Let me know if you would be interested.

Kai Chisaki:

You are currently a new doctor that the Asylum recide to take under their wing. Obviously not to good intentions. Since there is a pacient no one seems to even dare to croos his dorm room... so will you be able to tame the beast?

The limo you were in along with Nezu and the famous doctor Toshinori Yagi along with his aprendice Izuku Midoriya was sorta of glamorous... too much to your own point of view. But how could you point that out? Espevially to the ones whose kindly offered a job as soon as you got your graduation.

You were viewed as the "too kind and sensitive" to be a doctor or a psychologist, yet you still remained your ground and got your degree! And was now facing the kind hearted doctor Toshinoru himself! He was the most respected and talented doctora of all Japan, who just couldn't admire him?

The car came to an stop and Nezu gaze a hearted chickle after finsihing his cup of tea, which didn't even dropped a drop of the drink, before smilling at you as Toshinori and Midoriya helped you out.

"You two are too kind!" You spoke as the boy blushed crinsom red and laughed nervously as Nezu caught your attention.

"(L/n)-san, uou must know that despite us having the best of security measures, evil persons live on here and they can and some even will hurt you. Poor Midoriya-kun had to deal with a teenage girl around his age last week and almost got stabbed."

You widened your eyes as you saw by thhe corner of your eye the poor boy shivering at the memory as Yagi patted him by the head with a nervous chuckle.

You followed Nezu when he entered the building and found the place surprisingly intact even if hearing some shouts, psyotic laughter here and there..

"Im so sorry to not introduce the place for you (L/n)-san, but I have not only young Midoriya here but also another "student" to take care of." The man laughed as you smiled up at the man.

"I understand. Having onterns at such a young age must give some work." The blonde chuckled as he waved while Midoriya wished you a good first day at work before Nezu called you to stand beside him on a elevator and pressing the button to go down.

The number of the monitor, indicating the floors, were lowering as you arched an eyebrows until you jumped at hearing nezu giggling.

"We have floors that indicate which state our pacients mental health is... the lower the floor, the more these expecific pacients of oura need desperately for help."

"I see..." you picked your bag and took out the paste that only had the name and doccuments of your future pacient... Chisaki Kai.

A man around 20 and 25 years old that was a surgeon once, raised by a mafia boss. After being catched of by police for trying to make an unknown and forbided drug he was arrested. His adopted father had gotten ill and eventually put into a coma... in desperate to gain some blood for the elder the only with the compatible blood type of his father was his nephew... it seems that he had almost taken the blood of the girl by force due to desperation after he got out of prison...

Not even succeding on helping the old man, he got send to the Asylum after the acussation of his poor mental state. He got into a physical and heavy fight coincidentally with another pacient of here, and lost both of his arms.

He seemed also to have some sorta of OCD. His mysophobia being so advantege that not even if he comes to contact with dirty places, but even if he felt nervous or angry, hives would appear on his skin... also suffered from PTSD attacks and was paranoid, seing figures of assasinans and monster of four arms after the loss of his father and own members...

This patient is considerated one of the mosy dangerous around here even if missing both arms, now aparently substitute by prosthetics..

NOW you knew why anyone hasn't been very fond of him... the man had beaten up three of his previous doctors and almost send one to heaven.

The sound of your gulp got mixed with the ones of the doors of the elevator opening and Nezu menyioning for you to follow him on the hall.

The entire hall was super and almost shinning clean as you walked through it.

"As you saw on his file. Chisaki has a serious matter with dirt, even going as far as to almost beat our janitor after finding a piece of fry lying on the cafeteria. After that, he reveives his meal only on his room in hopes je doesn't cause such a tragity like before..."

"I see he is pretty... demanding." You muttered as Nezu stopped by a door made of Iron as he searched for a key.

"Surely, not even one of his doctors got the chance to knowing kore than his files, so I wish you to be the lucky one." The man smiled at you before pushing the door.

"... who is it?" The voice came from the darkest part of the room and you saw a hunched over form after squinting your eyes hard enough. The voice was deep and low kinda sexy even

"Chisaki. I have the honor to present you the doctor (L/n) (Y/n)-"

"Ah, another doctor I see." It came as a scratchy sigh, his head lifting up to reveal a man with gorgeous golden dull eyes and brow hair similiar to the woods of a pine, his skin pale amd the prosthetics arms shine the light of the halls back into your eyes.

This was against your own code.... but damn this man was hot.

"Is.. a pleasure to meet-"

"Lets see how much long will you last..." he said with a empty smirk before falling back to his stoic and empty expression, staring at the wall and demanding for you both to get out.

Nezu sighed as he accompanied you to outside and looked at you expectedly.

"... I think I can deal with him. He doesn't sound too bad as his files give away." You smiled at Nezu as he gave a rather relieved sigh and shook your hand in glee.

"Great! Your consulta will hlbe in his room witha bodyguard waiting outside to provide you security as he will be handcuffed for extra care."

You frowned at that as the man handed you the key and accompanied you for an tour around the whole building... Handcuffed? This was a bit extreme...

Wasn't it?

.

.

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You breathed in and out as the guard was already set on post to watch over. Turning the key to open and quickly close it as instricted by other doctors and collegues.

"Hello." You greeted softly while closing the door as he stared at the table he was handcuffed with "I believe we didn't had a much pleasurable start due to Nezu there..." you seated on ths chair in front of him as he gritted his jaw.

It was silence for a bit as you sighed in sympathy.

"Listen, I have nothing here. Neither to hurt or touch you. I also took at least three showers before coming here to talk with you. I was rather excited to be honest." You smiled at him as he only arched an eyebrow up, still stoic expression.

"Foolish." He gritted through teeth as you tilted your head in confusion "You heard of me getting three people at least to the verge of death... Tell me, how cam you defend yourself from me?" His voice lowered dangerously but you still remained grounded. Surprisingly not even feeling scared.

"You mean also from the... monsters?" You saw how his muscles tightened as his eyes widened at you before narrowing them deep into your soul.

"Dont play like that. I know no one can see them... is just me."

"Well, that is true..." you leaned a bit towards him "But that doesn't mean I cant just try to understand you."

"Is that supposed to make me laugh? I dont need this stupid shit." He hissed while glaring at you.

"I suppose... but when was the last time you talked with someone though?"

It was silent... then he just sighed a bit shakily before starting to scratch the upper part of his arm...

"Get out. Now." You hummed, eviting to giggle at the shocked face he tried to hide at sieng you actually was leaving after he demanded.

"I will be back by tommorow then. Have a nice day Chisaki." You left the room and was inspected by the guard for any form of bruises or injuries and yhey were impressed.

"You're the first one that didn't got injured with that guy over there..."

"I think i just might be getting somewhere with him if I try hard enough."

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Slowly but surely you got to talk with Chisaki. He still remained reserved most of the time, but as soon as you brought up the topic of a mess on the first floor was enough to make him complain about the quality of this place.

It wasn't exactly a start... but you did needed to get some sorta of trust of him on you.

One day you were about to enter the room and saw the episode everyone warned you about. His hallucinations.

"DON'T TOUCH ME!" you dodged the table he threw with all the force he had near the door as you closed immediatly when you heard the bodyguard calling for others to help put Chisaki on a straightjacket.

"Get out! Get OUT! GET OUT OF HERE!" he shouted at the top of his lungs as he lunched the air and walls as you watched in wary and worry in your eyes as you tried to aproach safetly from behind.

"Chisaki-" you gasped when he almost punched you if it wasn't for your good reflexes "Chisaki listen to me!"

Ee only let out a bloody scream as he tried with all his forces to attack you before he caged you by the wall as you gagged at the metal hand on your throat.

"Chisaki.. im not here to hurt you-!" You tried to push more air into your lungs as he growled.

You tapped his shoulder out of desperation and immediatly gasped for air as he jerked away from your touch, blinking as if he had just woken up as you coughed.

When you opwned your eyes and saw him standing up, looking at you in shock you sighed in relief while getting up.

"H.. How? How did you make him to..?" He whispered while looking around the room in desperation "H-He was just... here-! He was HERE!" He shouted, his anger coming back as you walked towards him.

"Chisaki.." his amber and wrathful eyes looked into yours as you asked softly "What was in here?"

"It was.." he looked at the ground comflicted before grasping his hair with a groan "No no.. cant be... CANT BE! HE ISN'T HERE!"

"Who isn't here? Chisaki?"

"MY IDIOT FATHER!" he shouted "HAPPY NOW DOCTOR?!"

You widened your eyes as he breathed in shakily before dropping on the ground and crossing his arms to support his head.

"But... why would your-"

"Not the one in my files..." he groaned before looking at the wall numbily "My biological shitty one... an abuser. Use that to get a promotoon or whatever brat.. just leave me alone."

You furrowed your eyebrows down at him. Your heart speaking louder than your mind as you gently aproached him and seated next to him, maintaning enough distance to mantain him on a comfortable state.

"... I thought you didn't remember your biological parents." You commented as he linched the bridge of his nose.

"How could you forget someone that made your childhood a living hell?" He breathed out "I dont even know why I am even telling you this..."

"... let me guess.. abusive?" You spoke with sadness as he chuckled darkly.

"Pitying a sociopath and murder now doctor?" He brushed his fangs away "Don't. Is pathetic."

"Abusive." You confirmed as you stared at the wall he was facing at "Instrict father and negletful mother..?"

"... the man was an arrogant bastard... always beating and just taking away any sorta of ways of basic needs.. while my mother was a selfish women whose always called me a failure. A burden. A mistake... my father on one day was about to beat me up for grabbing something to eat..when I grabbed his gun to defend myself and accidentally shot him... the woman called the police on her own 5 years old child can you imagine that?" You stared at him in sadness.

No one knew his backstory. No one knew anything about him when he was under 12 years old. His archive compeltely erased... and there he was.

"The visions you have... is of him?"

"... a more like fusion or something." He groaned whipe scrwching his face "Has his face but has the arms of a beast... and four arms... other times is that Shigaraki that took my arms... others are my mother just trying to stab me or hold me down while she yells for me to... to behave..." he sighed shakily "Is the session over yet?"

You frowned before slowly aproaching him and taking his metal hand on yours as he widened your eyes.

"Is over.. but if you want i can stay here... to make sure those assholes wont be back." You smiled up at him as he stared at you like you grew three heads.

"I... I believe you have other places to be...?"

".. I enjoy having your company." You smiled again "After all, you dont deserve to be left caged alone.. You're still human after all.."

He stared at you before looking at the wall as you giggled a bit at the tips of his ears getting red as he thought over and over again.

Was he... was he really worth of being called a human?

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"This new medication here might give some colateral effects, so after taking them i need you to tell me. But asides from that they will releave a but if that itchy feeling of your hives and the other will help a bit with your-"

"Hallucinations" the man completed as he analyzed the bottle only to sigh and open it later "I saw them once in the hospital I worked for."

"Oh I see!" You replied cheerfully at seing an opportunity to talk with him "I know you were an explendid surgeon."

"... kind of. Had almost a heart attack when blood was spilled on my skin now at then. Sicks.." He looked at you snorting before the hint of a smirk started to form only to dissapear as he took the two piles onto his hand.

"Uh.. You need to eat first to take your meds." You warned before he could plop the pills on his mouth... he stared deep into your eyes as he lowered them on a napkin and leaned on his chair while crossing hsi metalic arms.

"Then I guess I wont be taking it. The food of this place is horrible and disgusting. Not as much as my room." You arched an eyebrow at him before furrowing them in worry.

"What? Dont they clean your room? The halls are even shining. And what about the food?"

"Not quite." He sighed "A precary job, and some guards like to come by and dirt the place just to give me a headache... the food is just the same."

You hummed before getting up.

"Well then, I guess I have to grab somethings and demands some changes..."

"Oh, how adorable. You getting my food? Make me laugh some more doctor, Im dying to see it." He spoke on a nonchantly tone as you only poked your tongue out at him before muttering that you would be right back.

To him it seemed like hours you had gotten out and even dared to scold on how slow you must be.

"I brought you what seems to be your favorite! Not the food from the cafeteria, I swear!"

He watched in amusement and accidentaly smiled at seing you there with what was once his favorite food until he flinched at your gasp.

"I see a smile thereeeee!!!!" You pointed at his face repeatedly as he surprisingly gently slapped your hand away while taking the bag.

"You're such a nuisance." He sighed, hating how his mouth drooled.

"I washed the fork."

"But I didn't even-"

"I know you Kai." You giggled before widening your eyes and slapping your hands over your mouth in shock.

His eyes were also wide open as you felt your face heat up.

"Im so sorry! It was so unproffesional this oh my Go-"

"Is..." he interrupted you while looking at the opposite direction of yours "Alright... surprisingly my name doesn't sound... so bad when you speak... doctor."

Your eyes softened a bit as a flustered and quite a happy smile graced over your features that made him blush even more.

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"Is impressive!" Toshinori and Nezu exclaimed together as they saw the progress yoh had made with Chisaki only in a matter of months as you giggled. "You're a god send (L/n)-san!"

"Please!" You waved them off in embarrassment.

"No no, none of that young one!" Yagi snorted "We decides to give you a week of vacation after such an amazing progress like that! Starting today!"

"T-Today?!"

"Yeah! Dont worry about your pacient, we will get him a substitute just to make him take the meds."

You didn't had much of a choice since they already send the poor guy over his way.

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Two days... two days and you simply wasn't here. Just seing a trembling hand almost throwing the pills at him as he sighed in dissapointment. Two days and he hadn't see the face of his beautiful and pretty doctor of his... he couldn't believe it...but he was so desperately craving them. To hear her voice, to.. even feel his hand brush against hers...

He jerked up when he heard the sound of the door opening, narrowing hus eyes at seing that the doctor whose entered his room, wasn't his doctor.

"U-Uh... I-I'm here to-"

"You're." He standed up from his bed "Not." He walked close to the shivering doctor "my (Y/n)."

Before he knew it, he saw visions of you being handed and taken away by one of these monster as he shouted and beaten up the man, the security guard allerting all of the bodyguards about the pacient 14 leaving his cell and attacking others.

The alarms set off and all securities were called as he toom them down ome by one as he shouted with all the forces of his lungs:

"WHERE IS MY DOCTOR?! GIVE HER BACK!" he shouted as he took each one of them down and even managing to stab one of the doctors and one of the security guards witha freacking pen that was in the pocket of one of the pacients that was nearby.

“GET THE SEDATIVE AND THE STRAIGHTJACKET! QUICK BEFORE HE-” the poor guard had his head locked on Chisaki metal hand as he slammed him into the wall into the point it bleed.

He shouted in pain when he felt the syring on his neck, his body starting to get drownsy as he was threw down on the ground, still trying to fight until the end as he kept calling for you...

“Help me... PLEASE! I WILL BE GOOD! IM SORRY!” He shouted and cried at the same time “WHERE’S MY DOCTOR?! (Y/N)!”

He shouted your name until he had no voice or force t do so as his body gave out....

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You ran after scoldng every one that tred to stop you as you searched for the key of Kai’s room.

You had received an emergency call after three weeks of your vacation and to say you were both terrified and worried was a understandement. You needed to see Kai. Just thinking about him prisioned on his room and on a jacket made you feel horrible... you even heard the possibilty of the U>A taking away his prosthetics arms due to “security measures”.

You opened the door and loghten up the lights to see Chisaki laying on his bed. A numb look towards the ceiling as you whimpered his name and went to stand close to him.

“... did you come to kill me..?” you widened your eyes as you thought the urge to tear up as you looked for the key of the straightjacket that Nezu gave it to you after your begging.

“Kai im so so sorry...” You whimpered while freeing him... HIm blinking as if he just notices your presence and moving his arms before sitting up.... looking at his metal fingers move, one by one..

“..Are you another hallucination...?” he flinched at your hand coming in contact with his cheeks ashe looked at you as if he was about to kill you right there.

“No... Kai, feel me.. I’m here. Aren’t the meds helping you anymore:”

He stared at you for a what seemed like a decade before he brushed his fingers on your cheek before choosing to bring you close on what seemed like a hug, since he coulnd’t feel with his prosthetics...

A shaky sigh leaved him as he clinged onto you.

“I... You weren’t taken away... I dont feel sick with your touch...” you hugged him back with a shaky inhale before breathing out.

“I wont be taken away... Im your doctor after all...” you buried your face on the crook of his neck and inhaled his clean scent. getting drunk by him.

You didn’t know when your lips came in contact, but they did... and you didn’t even cared about your carrer anymore, you only carried about him... you knew this man could and would get better. You just could feel it.

“You want to know something?” he whispered after the kiss as you hummed “You sound more like an angell to me. My angel.”

[savorysatori]

quiet temptation. ✗ professor stein.

summary- y/n gets caught up in her boyfriend’s mischievousness, when he forces you to be in his arms during his teaching y/n is in for a ride when stein begins his torture.

Professor steinxf!reader.

“Let’s keep the noise down, doll.”

warnings: thigh riding, neck kissing, smut, suggestive themes, dominance, fingering, consensual, voyeurism.

Everyone knew you at the DWMA, you were always labeled as “Stein’s girlfriend” but some people couldn’t believe it. You were always calm and collected, sweet like honey- and nothing like Stein. People wondered if you were his fake girlfriend just by your interactions with everybody, you were always kind and not chaotic like Stein.

‘It was stupid.’

But, you didn’t pay any mind to them, too focused on how you won the big bad professor’s heart! Beaming widely, you’d wait against the doorframe of Lord Death’s room your patience slipping as time went on and Stein still hasn’t came out of the room. He simply instructioned for you to come by the academy to see him but, it seemed he was taking his sweet time! Almost teasing you.

Just as you were about to knock on the wood, the door spun open to reveal green eyes that you recognized immediately.

“Stein! Finally, I was waiting for so l-“ You weren’t able to finish your sentence as he placed a soft kiss to your plump lips, a smirk evident on his face.

“You were waiting for me doll? arent ya’ just the cutest.” Stein teased, letting out a small chuckle and taking your free hand.

“Uh-huh, but I brought you some snacks.. it’d be nice if you took them- I have to get going.” You’d say, stumbling a bit as Stein came to a stop just as you finished saying your sentence.

“Your leaving already? But you just got here.” He’d whine, turning around and leaning down to your small form. You’d nod your head and let out a small giggle.

“Yes I will, now take this basket and have a good da-“ once again you were cut off by him. Stein furrowed his eyebrows and grabbed the basket from your hand. “Cant you stay longer? I haven’t seen you in so long.” He’d plead, a frown on his lips.

You were shocked, usually Stein would always be understanding when you had to work but his behavior was different today, more needy. You’d sigh and nod your head it wouldn’t hurt if you missed a day to hang with your boyfriend, right?

Stein hummed in approval and took your hand once again leading you towards a classroom. You were confused but didn’t question it, you liked when he dragged you around like a ragdoll and take you somewhere you didn’t know where, it was exciting.. sometimes. It seemed a class was being taught but Stein didn’t care as he busted into the room full of students that looked up almost instantly from the sound of the door being bust open.

“Professor stein!” Sid cried out, the zombie surprised that he came in at such a time. Stein waved and ushered Sid out of the classroom and instead took his seat, propping down on the spinny chair with you on his lap.

It was embarrassing, why did you have to be dragged into this?

The students paid no mind to his vulgar behavior and sat back, focusing on the tests before them.

You’d sigh in relief, fixing yourself on the professor’s lap earning yourself a low groan from him from your shuffling. Placing your back against his chest you’d look around the large classroom, taking in every detail, the classroom was very organized to say the least when any other teacher was in here besides Stein. As you looked around more to analyze, a fly flew across your face and you smiled, lifting a finger to capture it softly but you were mistaken when Stein’s hand flew and crushed the fly with a simple squash.

You’d whip your head around to glare at him only to be met with a smug smirk. Scoffing, you shook your head and leaned forward to admire all the students determination. Well, not all, students like black star and soul tend to lack off and not do work but it didn’t bother you, instead it made you giggle. Stein’s hands slowly trailed from your waist and down to your thick thighs, they were plushy and soft like clouds. He’d watch your reaction closely almost analyzing as he fondled with them softly, a smirk tugging on his lips from the sound of your soft pants.

Stein knew your thighs were the most sensitive part of your body and he took that as an advantage to tease you, always swiping his hands on them, rubbing them and all sorts. It was torture to you but fun to him. He’d slowly sneak his hand up the black pleated skirt you chose to wear, his long fingers going up to tease your visible damp panties.

You’d bite your bottom lip and squeeze your thighs together, trapping his hand which made him chuckle from your poor attempt of making him stop. “S-Stein.. not here you horny fuck, we’re in front of your students.” You’d whisper to him, making sure to at least keep your voice down.

He’d hum, it was true, he didn’t want to precede knowing his students were there but the thrill of getting caught and the sight of your humiliated face made him smirk sadisticly.

“I’ll be fine doll, just be quiet and don’t let a peep come from those plump lips, alright?” You’d gulp at his words but you nodded your head nonetheless, you did want to continue, it’s been so long since you’ve felt the touch of his fingers.

“Good girl.” He’d say, causing a pool of wetness to form in between your thighs.

Letting out a shaky breath, you’d open your thighs again making him hum in approval and go in further. Keeping a emotionless face was hard, it was very hard when you felt Stein’s fingers move the damp fabric from your pussy and slowly start to rub your soaked folds.

“Have you ever been this wet before? You’re soaking the fabric of my jeans, doll.” He’d tease making you scoff.

“Shut up, maybe it’s because I’m tur- hngh..ngh, ah.” Your moan was low but was loud enough for the students in the front row to hear, thank god they didn’t hear. Covering your mouth, you felt Stein smirk against your neck.

Stein’s torture only seemed to progress as his fingers rocked in and out of your squelching pussy, he knew exactly where your spots where and the reactions you would make just from him touching them. He’d pepper kisses all over the back of your neck, his ears pointing up from the sounds of your whimpers. Prying your leg open up more with his free hand, his fingers drove deeper into your pussy, hitting the spot that drove you crazy.

You’d gasp, letting out a mewl that made all the students ears perk up, looking at you suspiciously. You’d smile weakly at them acting like their professor’s fingers weren’t driving into you at a rapid speed. Curling, twisting, and slowing down his fingers was what Stein did, it made your head spin with an overwhelming feeling of bliss.

“Aren’t ya’ just my sweet girl, hm? Squirting all over my fingers.. should reward you when you come over,” Stein said, his sharp teeth gazing over your sensitive skin. Drool spilled from your mouth as your eyes glazed over with ecstasy,

“Y-Yes, hngh, please.. oh- you make me feel so good, gonna c-cum,!” Your moans weren’t as low but it didn’t matter to you anymore, the pleasure drove you mad and you couldn’t help but rock your hips against his.

Stein let out a small chuckle from your babbles, he’d thrust his fingers into you more, nearing you to your orgasm but not quite. He’d litter rough kisses all over your neck, his free hand rubbing your inner thighs with care.

“Fuck, you’ll make me cream in my pants just from the sound of your moans doll, keep it up pretty girl.” Stein grunted out, his semi-hard on pressed against your pussy but he wouldn’t risk it with fucking you here, not now.

As you neard closer to your orgasm, your legs shook and your nails dug further into his thighs, you bowed your head and let out a mewl. Just as you were about to cum, Stein slipped his fingers out slowly and you gasped loudly.

“S-Stein!- you can’t j-just.. do that!” You’d stammer, tears threatening to fall from your glassy eyes. Stein bit back a chuckle and shushed your whines,

“Shh, ride out your orgasm on my thigh doll.”

You did it without hesitation, in need for an orgasm. You’d look down and slowly rock your hips rubbing your gushing pussy all over the material of his pants, it made you squeak and grip his hands tighter.

Your mouth opened, your tongue rolling out of your mouth as your whines increased. Stein looked around making sure the students were paying attention to their work, he’d place his hand down on your waist and cup your chin so you faced him.

“Quiet down now, you wouldn’t want anyone to hear those lewd sounds coming from your mouth, right?”

You’d shake your head to his words, making him smile and hum, “good, now continue.”

Covering your mouth to conceal the filthy sounds coming from your mouth, you’d soon feel your orgasm build up you once again from the pit of your stomach. “S-Stein.. gonna cum, c-cant hold back, oh-oh, fuuuck!” You squeaked, small tears rolling down your face from the intense pleasure.

“Go on, cum on my thigh, doll.” By his request, he’d flex the muscles in his thigh and you’d instantly cum, your sweet fluids trickling down your thigh coating his pants.

Catching your breath, you’d gasp as the students gathered their stuff and you realized that it was the end of the day for them, meaning they had to train outside. Stein let out a laugh and slid your panties up around you, smoothing out your skirt.

“Who knew you would look so pretty all fucked out just from my fingers, doll.” Stein chuckled making you roll your eyes and wince as you stood up carefully.

“Careful now, wouldn’t want you to fall.” He’d smirk, you’d groan and take his hand and limp out of the empty classroom but not before noticing the dark blush on death the kid’s face.

end of fic. ✗

property of bluewh6re.