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hi lue your account seems really nice! can you pass the another accs you have here?
Thanks. They are linked in my pinned post (my aes/vent blog, a fashion blog, and blogs for the DoA trio where I rb only art of those characters) but if you are asking for my 18+ blog I don't share that with ppl that don't have their age (or say that they are 18 or older in their bio or pinned). I realize ppl can lie but that is just me trying to be responsible.
#if that is what you were wanting you can send another ask off anon with your age and i will answer privately with the link or#you can send a dm#if you are a minor though sry pls do not#ty ty#-Lue asks
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Over The Phone
Dad Bod!Professor!Miguel x Fem!Reader
TW/CW: Just... NSFW. So much NSFW. Phone sex, masturbating, sexy selfies, sexting, all that shit.
MINORS DNI I AM NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR CONTENT YOU CONSUME
A/N: God this took forever to churn out but I finally got motivation to finish it!!
Taglist: @cupcakeinat0r @tojishugetiddies (if I forgot to tag anybody let me know, pls! I lost the saved list I had for people alshldhd)
Divider by @/across-the-art-verse
Miguel art @ meeee
The day had dragged on for what felt like far longer than usual for him; the usual students who showed up late, tried to sneak out, slept through the lecture or just ignored whatever he said.
The students who listened and actively engaged with the lesson were few and far between, and the almost silent lull between classes felt felt almost too short. Sometimes he wondered why he bothered, especially with the growing list of students who were disinterested in his class, or those that only signed up for extra credit and didn't want to do the work...
But, getting cards and thank-you post-its from students who felt like they wouldn't have been able to graduate without him kept him on in this tedium. He loved to hear from his former students about how their new careers were going--careers they credit hi to helping them achieve.
It never failed to make his heart all warm and fuzzy when he thought about them.
Miguel ran his hand across his beard, and a thought came to him about maybe shaving it off. He had grown it out; rather rugged if he had to admit it. But, he quickly shook that thought away--you loved his beard. Oftentimes he would wake up from a nap, you snuggled perfectly against his solid frame, your nails dragging through the short hairs with a content smile on your face.
Oh, he couldn't say no to you, his pretty little wife, could he?
Speaking of which... it was your day off. He couldn't help but wonder what you were--
When his phone pinged, he pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose and unlocks the screen to see a text from you;
Hiii baby, how's work going?
He chuckled and replied, Same as usual. Only two students slept through class this lime
*time
Your reply was swift.
Awww I'm sry :(
If it makes you feel any better, if I were in your class... wait. I wouldn't get any work done either. I'd just be lookin at you :p
He laughed, his belly shaking a little bit as he grinned at his screen, his massive fingers fumbling the small keys once again on the too-small phone screen.
Yes, you would mafe a very door student, wouldn't you, amor?
*made *poor
Miguel rolled his eyes. He was tempted to try and see if they didn't make phones built for someone with his giant hands in mind... Damn this tiny screen!
Awww my Miggy gettin all frustrated?
Yes.
For what felt like too long, his message was left on "read". He quirked a bushy brow, scratching at his beard curiously at what was keeping you.
And then, his phone pinged again.
Here, maybe this'll keep you entertained ;)
*Image attached. Click to view.*
He hummed in curiosity. Maybe it was one of those silly little doodles you liked to send to him? One of your memes, maybe? Though, it didn't make sense why the image was blurred, when--
His heart lurched up into his throat and he instantly slammed his phone against his desk, screen down; looking around pointlessly as if he were worried someone was standing over his shoulder when the image finally cleared.
Cursing himself for acting like a kid with his hand caught in the cookie jar, Miguel slowly lifted his phone to his face and looked at the picture you'd sent him.
You were nude, laying belly-down in your bed, the blankets askew around you. Your feet crossed one over the other as you smiled at the lens--you must have moved the full body mirror from the living room to your bedroom to achieve this shot--and your back was arched slightly to show off your bare ass.
He felt his cock twitch to life as he examined every pixel on the screen; wishing so badly he were home right now, to touch that soft expanse of flesh he loved so much. To cup your ass in his palms, feeling the warmth of your skin in his palms as his fingers massaged and groped the skin.
He could feel your hands slide up the soft pouch of his belly, scraping your nails delectably through the short, curly dark hairs that ran up his abdomen and covered his chest. He could feel your teeth scrape and tug his nipple before kissing your way back down...
Dios, mi amor. You're lucky I am not in the middle of a meeting! He hastily typed, pretending he wasn't practically salivating over that selfie.
Aw, didn't you like what I sent? :'(
I didn't say--
But before he could finish typing and send the text, he got another attached image from you.
He swallowed hard at the lump in his throat and his thumb hovered over the image hesitantly. He looked towards the clock above the door to his classroom. He had half an hour left...
When the image unblurred, he felt his heart damn near stop.
You were perched on the edge of the bed, your legs spread wide; one hand was holding your phone while the others spread you slick folds with nimble fingers and a cheeky expression on your face.
How bout this one?
Miguel groaned, loudly. He actually slipped a hand over his plush lips, cringing at how damn near pathetic that sounded.
He immediately clicked your contact information and hit "call".
The phone rang a painfully long, droning tone until your bubbly voice giggled on the other end of the line, "Heyyyy Miggy~"
"You are going to kill me, baby." He hissed into his phone, pressing the heel of his palm into his throbbing erection, "I'm in the middle of a school day! The students are at lunch!"
"Ohhh, did I get you all hard and excited for me?" You sigh dreamily into the phone, your voice dropping into a more sultry tone.
"Naughty boy, popping a stiffy in the middle of class."
He grunted, his head dropping back against his chair, the leather creaking under his weight as he tugged the ends of his button-up out from his rapidly-tightening jeans, "And whose fault is that?"
You gasp theatrically, "Mine? Oh, baby, I was just trying to provide you moral support, I swear!"
"Of course," Miguel huffed, eyeing the doorknob, waiting to see if he was unlucky enough that somebody were to walk in right as he pulled his cock free from his jeans, running his fingers over the swollen tip, smearing his precum around it.
He could hear in your voice, the way you were biting your lip in excitement as you spoke. "Baby, are you touching yourself?"
"You tell me, first." He replied, his voice strained as he gave himself a few tentative strokes; trying to gauge if the risk was worth it.
"Oh? Want me to tell you that I'm playing with my pussy?" You croon. "That I'm imagining you, and me, in bed..."
His teeth snagged his plush bottom lip briefly as he sped his hand up to your words, then slowed back down again. The friction wasn't right; too dry. So, he sucked on his tongue until he had a nice glob of saliva; bringing his hand up to his mouth to wet it before slicking his throbbing length up.
"Go on." He grumbled into the line.
"...ooooh." You giggled, your voice a little breathless. He could see you now, laying back on the bed, your fingers plunging in and out of you, pulling out to stroke your puffy clit; your pussy drooling into the blankets beneath you.
"Mmmm~ I'm also imagining you on top of me, my legs on your shoulders..."
He felt the oxygen squeeze from his lungs as he upped his pace, the vein in his cock throbbing and thumping in time with his rapid heart rate.
"Yeah, bebita?"
"Yeah." You huff, a small moan coming from you; "'m imagining you pinnin' me down, fucking a baby into me."
"Dios." Miguel groaned, thrusting his hips up to meet his fist. "You want a baby, hermosa? Want me to make you a mami?"
"Mhmm... want you to fill me aaaallllll the way up." You whined, your panting hot, even through the phone.
Miguel dared a glance up at the clock. Still had some time... He needed to do it quickly; needed to milk his cock so he wouldn't appear "improper" with a massive erection straining his pants.
As if enough of his female students (and even some of the male ones) didn't have enough difficulty paying attention in class...
He'd be lying if he hadn't gotten a few love confessions from students, present and former. He'd always politely turn them down, and then, if they were currently his pupils, politely and quietly have them sent to another class to avoid any improper behavior in the future.
It was as if none of them ever paid any mind to the gold band firmly secured to his ring finger--the matching mate to the one you wore on your own softer, delicate hand signifying your matrimonial bonds. Or... maybe they had and assumed they could tempt him from you.
Well, those assumptions were always wrong. The only person he could imagine bouncing on his cock, sucking it, milking it, stroking it--was you. You and only you.
Sometimes thinking of you when he was alone was the only ways he could get off, before you started dating. Even finding porn of a woman who looked like you wasn't enough. It had to be you.
And after the first time he felt your pretty pink pussy swallow his cock whole? Oh, he was addicted. Addicted and whipped, a few of his colleagues would say...
The professor and the school nurse; a bit of a cliche; but it was a nice one. The two of you had even played with a slutty nurse outfit or two.
You not always being the nurse...
"Fuck, Miggs, 'm so close." You whine loudly. He could see in his mind's eye how fast your fingers would be working your clit, maybe even giving in and plunging one of your silicone toys in and out of your tight hole for him.
In fact, he could imagine it so closely he could hear it.
"Shit, baby..." He hissed, his hand working his length furiously, now, almost in a race with you to see who would cum first. "You on speaker??"
"Mhmm~" You whine, your air leaving your body in wet-hot pants, the sound of your slick pussy being fucked--by your hand or your toy, he couldn't place--but the sound of it had his balls tightening up already.
"Gonna cum for me, mi amor?" Miguel huffed and puffed, more thick precum dribbling down from his tip. He smeared it over himself, using the fluid as lube to help hasten his impending orgasm.
"Yeah, baby~"
He snarled, the sound of stroking skin lewd and loud; your moans the best pornography his ears could ever be graced with.
"Cum for me, honey." Miguel whined, his glasses slipping further down his nose as he released his cock long enough to yank his shirt up over the soft, rounded edge of his tummy.
Immediately after, his hand returned once more around the thick pulsing shaft of him; stroking, tugging, milking himself like he knew your sweet cunt would. Your tight, wet, needy pussy that was dying for a drop of his cum.
As you wantonly moaned; he could imagine you splayed out in bed, legs wide and mouth open as you shout your orgasm out for him to hear, drowning out the outside world... and as his eyes would drift down, he could imagine your belly, cute and round; a baby kicking out at his hand as he caressed the stretched-out skin.
The image of you carrying his baby sent his mind into a blazing fire, the tightening in his balls and swelling of his cock too much to bear. Miguel arched his back, the wheels of his chair squeaking faintly across the floor as he curled his toes in his polished shoes, hot, thick ropes of cum shooting out to coat his belly, fingers, and even the underside of his desk; your name leaving his lips in a flurry of obscene prayers.
His mind was fuzzy as he slowly came down from his high, the sound of your giggle snapping him back to reality:
"See you when you get home, Miggy~"
The phone hangs up, and Miguel is left with his pearly white mess coating his belly, making his skin and hair sticky. At least he didn't get any on his shirt. This time.
The bell rang, suddenly, shaking him to full lucidity from his post-coital haze, his hairs standing on end and making him jolt up straight.
He hastily grabbed a few tissues from his desk drawer and began cleaning up, shoving a few stray stands of his graying hair back into place as he began to hear the chatter and footfall of students in the halls.
Oh, you would pay for this when you got home, all right.
#Db!Miguel O'hara#Dad bod!Miguel O'hara#Db!Professor!Miguel O'hara#Dad bod!Professor!Miguel O'hara#miguel o'hara x you#miguel o'hara x reader#miguel o'hara smut#Db!Miguel O'hara x Reader#Db!Miguel O'hara x you#Professor!Miguel O'hara x you#Professor!Miguel O'hara x reader#atsv x reader#teacher au
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No but I agree with you, TZ is disgusting and as much as we love Repo I think we can all agree on that. In real life you must NEVER behave or touch minors in an inappropriate manner, hugs and all are fine especially if those minors are your family but some lines must NEVER be crossed. Even if a minor is asking you to get intimate, your job as the adult is to say no. TZ was weird for shipping his own character with a 17-year-old girl indeed. But if, say, a fan ships Grilo, it doesn't necessarily bother me, though personally I could only ship it if I aged up Shilo to be AT LEAST 22/23.
Because the thing is, a minor irl can't consent because they are a minor. A fictional minor can't consent because they don't exist - a fictional adult can't consent either. They do what we tell them to do when we write. They aren't real, fictional characters cannot give/withdraw consent. So you know, not my cup of tea, but at least no real child is harmed. That's why Luigi is also a good example! Murder is despicable, it's a literal crime. But Luigi and his victims aren't real, so we can go YASS KING STAB EVERYONE YOU'RE SO HOT and still fucking hate killers and p3dos irl. (And rapists like Pavi).
Another thing entirely would be someone writing a romantic Grilo fic and shoving it into my face without tagging it. Like I'm just not interested, I want friends/sibling-like Grilo not romantic/sexual Grilo! Don't do that pls xD Write what you want but pls tag it, you can trigger a lot of people by not letting them know what they're clicking on!
Sry I only post this now but:
Your 👏🏻 job 👏🏻 as 👏🏻 the 👏🏻 adult 👏🏻 is 👏🏻 to 👏🏻 say 👏🏻 no 👏🏻
Exactly that. That's basically where all problems start, because some adults are just selfish narcissistic predators who care about nothing but their own needs and minors can't contextualise the attention because they usually don't have the life experience to make out a creep. Because why shouldn't they believe "you're very mature for your age" and "you're different ergo better than others your age" since it makes them feel "special".
I also agree with you on the fictional aspect, which is why I CAN write problematic stuff without feeling guilty about it (I personally also don't like fanfiction about rl people, no matter how famous, but to each their own). And as I said, to me that small grey line was crossed when TZ started being a creep and it got that very real tinge which makes it impossible for me to see this as 100 per cent fictional (again, that's just me, if other people don't feel the same way, perfectly fine ^^).
Also tagging should be obligatory always. It's sad this still has to be said.
Thanks for sharing your opinion!
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rules ♡
as with everything , there are rules to what you may or may not request .
things i will NOT write include :
🧸 ddlg / anything along those lines . i can make exceptions if you simply want the pet name “ daddy ” to be used and no ddlg elements to come along with it . however , i may decline your request regardless.
🧸 lesbian characters x men . this includes with other male characters , male reader , etc . i will decline any request that includes lesbian characters x men in any shape or form .
🧸 m / m pairings . as a lesbian , i am uncomfy writing pairings i am unfamiliar with . this also includes genderbent w / w pairings as well . straight pairings i also will most likely not write , but if it’s a ship i really like at the moment , feel free to request .
🧸 minor x adult , or minors in a nsfw setting in general . this is self explanatory . i am uncomfortable with writing this
🧸 “ futanari / dickgirl “ first of all those terms are transmisogynistic . second , i will not write trans women in a fetishy way . you may request x reader fics where reader is trans however !! ( this also applies to trans men , however i decided to highlight trans women because i see this sort of stuff happen more often w trans girls )
🧸 anything that could be considered “ dark fiction “ will most likely not be accepted . this includes stuff such as kidnapping , noncon ( rape ) , etc . but you may test your luck as i tend to be a little more flexible with this . ( do not request non con though . i am very uncomfortable writing it !! dubcon is fine though )
🧸 lastly , test your luck ! if you want to request something that may be questionable but is not specified here , feel free to do so . don’t be scared to test your luck , i don’t bite ♡
please note that just because something isnt specified here , that does not mean that your request will be accepted ! i may decline a request without specifying why . this does not mean i have an issue with the request ! it could just be because your request is something i am unfamiliar with so i might not do it , so please respect it ♡
NOTE ellie is 5’10+ in my fics . i am a tall girl so i like to imagine her being even taller than me .. so pls don’t be confused if she’s mentioned to be super tall hehe that’s why
NOTE i also am currently only writing ellie !! sry to dina and abby enjoyers </3 however if i rlly like ur request i’ll still do it so don’t be shy and feel free to request anyway !!
NOTE english isn’t my first language so i may make some mistakes or word things weirdly , i also don’t have a beta reader .. if u find a mistake in any of my works feel free to correct me ^_^
please know when i’m writing my x reader fics , i try my best to not add / write any descriptions of physical appearance to be inclusive to all . however , reader’s personality is heavily based on mine , so please do not ask me to write her differently personality - wise . if you dislike the way i write reader’s personality , my blog is not for you . ♡
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SAUDADE !! DEADDOVE VENT FIC
!!THIS WAS ALL A DREAM I HAD, AND ANYTHING SIMILAR TO REAL LIFE EVENTS IS JUST A COINCIDENCE. PLEASE DON'T READ IF THE LIST OF TWS TRIGGERS YOU!!
TW WARNINGS : underage sex (forced), rape/non-con, (forced) stepcest, minor violence , references to murder, references to feeling watched, minor injuries, & grooming. (pls tell me if you'd like me to add anymore to the list, I don't want to be making anyone uncomfortable here)
proshippers and in general ppl who are into this sorta thing are not welcomed on my acc, at all. This was a nightmare I had that genuinely freaked me out, I'm not trying to sexualize these topics and anyone who enjoys doing so will be immediately blocked
Wrote this in one sitting so sry if it's a bit shitty, I just wanted to write the concept down before I lost the motivation to
I'm not sure how it happened, how my life changed so drastically over the span of only a few months.
Or how I ended up coming home from another day at school to be met with the sight of my new stepdad, William Afton. He's sitting on the living room couch, still in his work clothes from the pizzeria, his tie loosened for his comfort, giving off a casual and relaxed aura that doesn't reach his eyes.
He moved in with me and my mom a week ago, but I'm still not used to seeing him. Maybe I'll get used to seeing him eventually, I thought to myself, even though I knew I wouldn't. It's never been that easy for me, there's always something preventing me from letting people into my heart and mind. It's like when I try opening up, thorny vines curl around my Adam's apple, and suddenly I don't want to talk anymore.
To get to the staircase to my room, I have to pass him. As I do so, I feel like there's something digging into my back, like someone's burning holes into me. But I'm too scared to look back, even though it's probably nothing. It's usually nothing.
I make my way upstairs to my bedroom, swinging the door open before walking over to my cozy bed and laying down. My face is burrowed in the blankets, so are my ears, but faintly I can hear the creaking of my bedroom door reopening. I felt the bed suddenly weigh down on the opposite side of me, hands wrapping around my waist, uncomfortably close to an area I didn't want anybody touching. I don't have to open my eyes to know it's him. But I'm too afraid to tell mom, she'll say it's just my anxiety again, that he'd never do that. And maybe she's right, maybe I'm imagining all of this, maybe William's still downstairs watching television on our living room couch. Thus, I fall into an uncomfortable sleep for the day.
I'm not sure how it happened, how my life changed so drastically over the span of only a few months.
Or how I ended up coming home from another day at school to be met with the sight of my new stepdad, William Afton. He's sitting on the living room couch, still in his work clothes from the pizzeria, his tie loosened for his comfort, giving off a casual and relaxed aura that doesn't reach his eyes.
He moved in with me and my mom a week ago, but I'm still not used to seeing him. Maybe I'll get used to seeing him eventually, I thought to myself, even though I knew I wouldn't. It's never been that easy for me, there's always something preventing me from letting people into my heart and mind. It's like when I try opening up, thorny vines curl around my Adam's apple, and suddenly I don't want to talk anymore.
To get to the staircase to my room, I have to pass him. As I do so, I feel like there's something digging into my back, like someone's burning holes into me. But I'm too scared to look back, even though it's probably nothing. It's usually nothing. But there's something in the back of mind telling me something's wrong.
I make my way upstairs to my bedroom, swinging the door open before walking over to my cozy bed and laying down. My face is burrowed in the blankets, so are my ears, but faintly I can hear the creaking of my bedroom door reopening. I felt the bed suddenly weigh down on the opposite side of me, hands wrapping around my waist, uncomfortably close to an area I didn't want anybody touching. I don't have to open my eyes to know it's him again. But I'm too afraid to tell mom, she'll say it's just my anxiety again, that he'd never do that. And maybe she's right, maybe I'm imagining all of this, maybe William's still downstairs watching television on our living room couch.
I feel his warm breath against my ear as he whispers into my ear...
"If you tell anyone about this, I'll spill your fucking guts."
And suddenly his lips are on mine.
I'm not sure how it happened, how my life changed so drastically over the span of only a few months.
Or how I ended up coming home from another day at school to be met with the sight of my new stepdad, William Afton. He's sitting on the living room couch, still in his work clothes from the pizzeria, his tie loosened for his comfort, giving off a casual and relaxed aura that doesn't reach his eyes.
He moved in with me and my mom a week ago, but I'm still not used to seeing him. Maybe I'll get used to seeing him eventually, I thought to myself, even though I knew I wouldn't. It's never been that easy for me, there's always something preventing me from letting people into my heart and mind. It's like when I try opening up, thorny vines curl around my Adam's apple, and suddenly I don't want to talk anymore.
To get to the staircase to my room, I have to pass him. As I do so, I feel like there's something digging into my back, like someone's burning holes into me. But I'm too scared to look back, even though it's probably nothing. It's usually nothing. I feel like this has all happened before.
I make my way upstairs to my bedroom, swinging the door open before walking over to my cozy bed and laying down. My face is burrowed in the blankets, so are my ears, but faintly I can hear the creaking of my bedroom door reopening. I felt the bed suddenly weigh down on the opposite side of me, hands wrapping around my waist, uncomfortably close to an area I didn't want anybody touching. I don't have to open my eyes to know it's him again. But I'm too afraid to tell mom, she'll say it's just my anxiety again, that he'd never do that. And maybe she's right, maybe I'm imagining all of this, maybe William's still downstairs watching television on our living room couch.
Suddenly I'm flipped on to my back, my wrists pinned above my head.
He grins down at me, his canines on display and sharp like knifes.
This has happened before.
I'm not sure how it happened, how my life changed so drastically over the span of only a few months.
Or how I ended up coming home from another day at school to be met with the sight of my new stepdad, William Afton. He's sitting on the living room couch, still in his work clothes from the pizzeria, his tie loosened for his comfort, giving off a casual and relaxed aura that doesn't reach his eyes.
He moved in with me and my mom a week ago, but I'm still not used to seeing him. Maybe I'll get used to seeing him eventually, I thought to myself, even though I knew I wouldn't. It's never been that easy for me, there's always something preventing me from letting people into my heart and mind. It's like when I try opening up, thorny vines curl around my Adam's apple, and suddenly I don't want to talk anymore.
To get to the staircase to my room, I have to pass him. As I do so, I feel like there's something digging into my back, like someone's burning holes into me. But I'm too scared to look back, even though it's probably nothing. It's usually nothing. But this time I know it's definitely not nothing.
I make my way upstairs to my bedroom, swinging the door open before walking over to my cozy bed and laying down. My face is burrowed in the blankets, so are my ears, but faintly I can hear the creaking of my bedroom door reopening. I felt the bed suddenly weigh down on the opposite side of me, hands wrapping around my waist, uncomfortably close to an area I didn't want anybody touching. I don't have to open my eyes to know it's him again. But I'm too afraid to tell mom, she'll say it's just my anxiety again, that he'd never do that. And maybe she's right, maybe I'm imagining all of this, maybe William's still downstairs watching television on our living room couch.
Suddenly I'm flipped on to my back, my wrists pinned above my head.
He grins down at me, his canines on display and sharp like knifes.
His hands caressing my hips and thighs, stroking the insides of them with drool on his lips and darkness in his eyes. I'm just another meal to him, I'm just the prey and he's just the predator.
Why am I repeating myself? No one's listening.
You already know how this story starts, I'm sure of it. I hear my words echoing in my cranium, bouncing off of each other painfully.
I make my way upstairs to my bedroom, swinging the door open before walking over to my cozy bed and laying down. My face is burrowed in the blankets, so are my ears, but faintly I can hear the creaking of my bedroom door reopening. I felt the bed suddenly weigh down on the opposite side of me, hands wrapping around my waist, uncomfortably close to an area I didn't want anybody touching. I don't have to open my eyes to know it's him again. But I'm too afraid to tell mom, she'll say it's just my anxiety again, that he'd never do that. And maybe she's right, maybe I'm imagining all of this, maybe William's still downstairs watching television on our living room couch.
Suddenly I'm flipped on to my back, my wrists pinned above my head.
He grins down at me, his canines on display and sharp like knifes.
His hands caressing my hips and thighs, stroking the insides of them with drool on his lips and darkness in his eyes. I'm just another meal to him, I'm just the prey and he's just the predator.
He whispers something to me once more, but I'm tired.
I'm tired of this limbo.
I'm tired of staying silent.
I try pushing him away, scratching at his arms so he'll let me go. But my nails are too short and my body too weak. I've only fed his desire.
He loves the chase.
He grabs me and pulls me down the staircase, which I try clinging on to. But my nails are too short and my body too weak.
He doesn't care for all the bruises I'm getting, he never did truly care, did he?
We go to the basement, and he throws me in his workshop. The cold tiles covering the floor digging into my elbows, and soon my back when he forces my shirt off.
Then my bra.
Then my pants.
Then my underwear.
Then my socks.
Until I have nothing else to hide from his humiliating gaze.
I hate the way he touches me. The way he talks to me.
I hate this cycle. I hate this torturous situation I find myself stuck in time and time again.
I hate the fact no one bursts through the door to save me like in the movies and books. I hate the way that even if they did, William would just stuff them into one of the many animatronics in the dreary room.
I long to wake up from this nightmare. I long for my innocence back.
Saudade. . .
reposted from my AO3 btw, just in case anyone thinks this is stolen
#fnaf angst#fnaf au#fnaf#five nights at freddy's#vent fic#william afton#steve raglan#fnaf movie#personal vent
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I'm that anon with the cutting request. It's ok that you don't want to write it I understand that like you said it's a really sensitiv topic😊 Can I have a Headcanon with the RFA+Minor Duo who play Shooter Games like Borderlands, Bioshock or Games like that together with MC who loves this kind of Games and is really good at it insted?
RFA + Minor Duo with a Mc who likes and plays shooting games and is good at them
Okay babe! Here you are! Sry for the long wait, I also had to watch some videos on YouTuber since I’m not a gamer, lol! I hope you enjoy it!
Jumin
,,Oh oh oh oh oh!’’ you suddenly cursed as loud noises were heard.
Jumin Han just came home and rushed into the living room where he heard your voice.
He was a bit scared of what he would find there. There were loud noises, but all he found was you playing a game.
It was winter apparently, and you seemed to run.
,,Are those little dragons?’’ he suddenly asked you, making you shriek and look up at him.
,,Oh dear, Jumin, you scared me!’’ you giggled and kissed him.
,,Welcome home, husband. I’m sorry that I didn’t welcome you,’’ you told him and hugged him.
The game was on pause and somehow Jumin wanted to know what you were doing.
And so, just a few minutes later the both of you sat in front of the device while you began to explain what the game was about.
,,Like, basically you fight against different enemies and gather different things until you get a key to open the -’’ suddenly you stopped.
,,Actually no, let’s just play. I don’t want to spoil it for you,’’ you laughed and made him play.
At first it was pretty hard for your husband, but you also got to laugh a lot, making him grin too.
,,Woah, I never thought that we wouldn’t win something, but we have to play the second game to see what we really are fighting for. That’s a good marketing technique…’’ he mumbled.
You nodded.
,,It is and I think that they were also pretty good at it,’’ you nodded and showed him all the games you owned.
,,Let’s have a game night, Jumin!’’ you tapped him and began to play once again.
Zen
,,You’re a gamer?’’ Zen asked you when you begged him to enter GameStop.
You nodded and looked at their latest games.
,,I love shooting games and I’m good at them. I know everything, Borderlands, Bioshock, Call of Duty. Hell, there are so many games!’’ you laughed and looked at him.
,,I don’t believe you. How can a girl be good at such violent games?’’ Zen asked you, making you fired up.
The both of you spend the whole night playing together and really - you were always the winner.
You even showed him some new tricks and taught him how to play different games.
,,Oh babe, I never thought that you could be so good at them. I mean, I’m baffled!’’ he laughed as he looked at the ranks.
You nodded and clapped on your shoulders, turning off the TV and kissing Zen.
With your hands you signed a gun.
,,Hands up and promise me that we will play every weekend so that you can become better or you’ll embarrass me when I make you meet my friends!’’ you laughed and kissed Zen, who was now kind of scared of your environment.
Yoosung
,,What is my husband doing?’’ you asked him as you looked over his shoulder, seeing that he was playing LOLOL.
,,Mhh… you still play it?’’ you asked him and got a nod.
,,I need to teach you one day. It’s such an amazing game!’’ he happily told you, making you shake your head.
,,Everyone has a different taste but,’’ you began ,,I know games which make you fall in their abyss even more than LOLOL,’’
Well, this was something that your husband just couldn’t believe and so the both of you made a bet and began to play all the games you knew.
However, you won and ended up playing three hours with him in some shooting games.
You were pretty good at them and Yoosung wondered what you were doing all your life.
,,I think I know now why you always defended me and supported me,’’ he began as he paused the game to brew you some coffee and take out some Honey Buddha Chips you stole from Seven.
,,Yeah, because we’re the same. You don’t wanna know how many lessons I missed,’’ you laughed and began to explain to him how to play Devil May Cry, turning on your PS4 and grinning like crazy at him.
Jaehee
,,Oh, I don’t think that these kinds of games are my taste,’’ Jaehee honestly told you.
The young brown haired woman was still hesitant and looked at the console as you tried to pressure her into playing.
,,Killzone: Shadow Fall, old but gold,’’ you told Jaehee, wetting your lips as you put the DVD into the device.
,,Shouldn’t we watch Zen’s DVD instead?’’ she asked you.
,,Shooting games really aren’t something for me. I don't like the violence in there,’’ she told you.
You nodded and then made a good deal.
,,Let’s play one round. If you hate it so much, we will watch two DVDs, but f you like the first round, we’ll play a second one and watch only one DVD, okay?’’ you asked her.
Indeed, Jaehee found it rather interesting.
Yes, there was a lot of blood and it seemed a bit...odd, but she did want to play a second round.
The two of you, however, didn’t stop at the second round, but instead spent more hours playing the game.
You were so good at it that Jaehee just couldn’t stop observing you.
And besides, her fingertips were itching to play too, and so you spent way more time than you actually planned in front of the TV.
Saeyoung
,,OH MY GOSH!’’ you suddenly whined.
,,Mh?’’ Saeyoung asked you as he worriedly looked at you.
,,I can’t play Counter-Strike: Global Offensive anymore!’’ you whined louder.
,,I always knew that you weren’t an innocent lady like everyone said,’’ your fiancé chuckled and began to type something on the computer.
Half an hour later, he finally told you that you could play again.
,,You really hacked the server?’’ you asked him. However, before he could even answer, you were already deep in your game, not looking to him anymore and instead shooting down your enemies.
,,Holy cow, babe, I’m scared of you…’’ he laughed when he saw how good you actually were.
You happily grinned since you thought that Saeyoung was joking, but the truth was that you were really amazing.
,,Your opinion on Destiny 2?’’ he suddenly asked you.
,,Mhhh…’’ you mumbled and shook your head.
,,So many problems. They didn’t reset the trials and now we have Loot-Problems,’’ you sighed.
Saeyoung nodded as he followed you.
,,So my 606 is a gamer. I like you even more now,’’ he laughed and kissed you.
Afterwards, he played with you and noticed that you were much better than you seemed.
Saeran
Your boyfriend looked away as you shot down another enemy.
,,I don’t like it,’’ he whispered and made you look at him.
,,I’m sorry, Saeran,’’ you apologetically smiled.
You felt guilty since you really loved shooting games.
However, over the years, Saeran got used to the games you played, to the noises of the guns, screams from characters, and to the sounds of the characters walking through the forest.
And at some point, he even tried to play it too.
However, even though you were a really good player, you were pretty bad at explaining.
But at least it was always pretty easy to decide on a present for you.
Weekends like these were always the best.
The two of you on the couch, the console in your hands, and you guys playing together to shoot down enemies.
,,We’re a dream team!’’ you laughed and kissed him.
,,We will always be,’’ he nodded and kept shooting down another figure.
Jihyun
Since Jihyun’s eyesight wasn’t the best yet, you tried to hold back.
But there weren't many times when the both of you could play.
Even though you were a big fan of violent and loud shooting games, you were still a mother.
And so you wanted to protect your daughter Lucy.
But you still played a lot and you were still the best between the both of you.
,,Hahaha, you still can’t achieve that level,’’ you teased him.
You still remembered when you first confessed that you liked to play these kinds of games.
Jihyun didn’t really like it since there was a lot of violence and triggers.
But by now he noticed that as long the both of you kept playing with limits, playing was okay.
And he actually enjoyed going to conventions with you and Yoosung, shooting pictures of all the new contacts you guys made and then returning home.
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heyo what’s poppin ! it’s me, hannah ! i’m 20 n vibin in the est. my pronouns r we/them/boys but she/her work as well djskfsmd n i’m currently #unemployed BUT i am a full time student... majoring in dumb bitch theory n loving my gf n i’m at the top of my class baby...... :’) ANYWAY. i’m back again w a ( hopefully ) more condensed version of the infamous google doc(s) STRIKER KIM? MORE LIKE STRIKE ME IN THE HEART I LOVE U BITCH so that u dont all have to read the monstrosity that is my app ( but like, if u wanna... u can find it right HERE )
n without further ado... let’s kick it !
this is striker, he’s 28 ( soon to b 29 #ariesculture ) n he’s very complicated.. very complicated....
his mom cherry kim ( nee corallo ) is the daughter of lorenzo corallo, renowned filmmaker. daphne had a stint in acting in her youth as well but ending up withdrawing from the spotlight once she married his dad.
his dad is warren kim, business man
what kind of business you ask ? well..
let us rewind a little bit, shall we? now if you know anything about the ins and outs of organized crime in new york city, the name corallo might sound *eyes emoji* familiar to you. giovanni corallo was a boss of the lucchese crime family until his arrest and… you guessed it… that means our man lorenzo corallo is a man of the mafia !
lorenzo, however, wasn’t a first-born son which also meant he wasn’t an heir in any way shape or form and was free to do his thing you know BUT when it came time to arrange marriage for his one and only daughter, cherry, it was Expected of him to keep it in the family
enter the kim family, who had been loyal to the lucchese family for as long as they’d been in america and had built up quite a reputation for themselves in the family, so it was just a natural choice to marry off cherry to their son, warren
they had two kids! their first-born son, dagger, and their second-son…. STRIKER !
and, as in all mafia stories, there is no better prize than the benefits reaped from die-hard loyalty, so in addition to getting to marry a corallo girl… a series of unfortunate events ( i.e. some deaths and arrests ) led to the promotion from right-hand man to acting boss of none other than our very own warren kim
now being the child of an acting mob boss is stressful, but being the second-son of an acting mob boss is… slightly less stressful. see, cherry stepping Out of the spotlight was a strategic move on her own part but was entirely her own decision which meant that striker was free to choose the exact opposite
with no real mafia-related responsibilities or expectations ( other than keeping his mouth SHUT ) on his shoulders, he was more or less… free to roam however he wanted and as he’s always had a taste for the finer things in life, there’s no real surprise that he chose to follow his mother’s side of the family and became nothing short of a socialite in new york city
which.. despite what the press says abt our #mans striker kim ( i.e. being a billionaire playboy, irresponsible, reckless, wild, etc. ) he’s smart n his main motivation for heading straight for the spotlight is bc every person who falls in love w him is part of a complex and expansive insurance policy that makes it that much harder for the mafia to make him Disappear, u know ?
this is one of the reasons why striker and dagger never Really not along, though striker’s always had this theory that dagger was built for nothing but the mafia anyway bc he’s straight up one of the meanest, cruelest, most RUTHLESS people that striker has ever met. but, like, with a name like dagger… how could you not be?
things really start getting #Complicated for striker when he’s ABOUT to graduate from college and his dad yeets this mortal coil in a Shocking Tragic Unexpected death ! it doesn’t really affect striker all that much bc striker spent a lot of his life living with his grandfather in the city but… rather when his father dies it’s dagger that ascends into the role of acting boss and BOY OH BOY that’s nothing but trouble for striker
dagger gets striker roped right back into the mafia that he worked his whole life to try n get out of.. just like that. sad.
and because striker is… como se dice…. a stubborn shithead with a penchant for the dramatics, he starts looking for a way to make his brothers life absolute hell because! yes! striker IS the person who fucks with the mafia! what a moron!
for a good few years it was just minor stuff, nothing really consequential, but that gets boring very quickly bc ... u know ... it is what it is
ANYWAY. he really finds his in to what’s going to make dagger kim’s life HELL and that is getting himself involved in a little heist group. there are only so many events that striker can show his face that end with a robbery of some sort before it starts to become suspicious, and it doesn’t take a genius to connect the kim family to the corallo family to the lucchese family. it’s just enough to keep people talking but not enough to actively incriminate himself. and as long as he’s not publicly throwing the lucchese family under the bus, he’s still, by all accounts, insured by the mafia as the son of warren kim.
anyway! enough w the backstory! here’s some fun lil personality n headcanon stuff :’)
first and foremost.. he does have a face tatoo. ( and an eyebrow piercing and yes i have photos of both if u want to see them ) it’s of a crown on his left cheek and he got it within a week of his father dying and dagger forcing him to come back into the mafia to Assert His Dominance n show dagger he was still in charge of his own goddamn decisions so fuck you dagger
dagger punched him in the face for getting the tattoo and he had a black eye for two weeks but you win some you lose some
on the surface? rich kid asshole!!! rich RICH kid asshole!!! you know the kind of guy you take one ( 1 ) look at him and you’re like yeAh u absolutely think that ur better than me ? that’s him
does he rly think he’s better than u? unclear.. depends on who u are... i already have some thots abt who striker wld dislike hmu tho aha x
fluent in english ofc n also korean and italian, his primary language is lit rally a jumble of korean and italian tht nobody can understand but like.. him n dagger n his dad ( rip ) n he also knows a little spanish and japanese.
he’s afraid of horses but will never admit it
he loves to bet!!! he loves it!!! it’s probably from growing up in a family where making bets on things was a major source of income but he will 100000% place bets on anything there is to place bets on and will rope as many people into his betting pools as possible
he hasn’t had his gay awakening yet isn’t that tragic?? turns out the mafia ISN’T a very lgbt friendly place, who would have thought?? so that’s absolutely something that’s going to happen bc we know that i love to make my characters suffer esp when it’s related to their attraction to someone whew…
he’s somehow both the biggest gossip and the most secretive person that you’ll ever meet??? like he’s an instigator n will make offhanded comments abt what he’s observed other ppl doing recently that he thinks are… inch resting… and you’ll have this long ass conversation w him and not realize until like 2 hours later that he didn’t say one ( 1 ) thing abt himself the entire time
you know how finnick from the hunger games used to get paid for things w secrets??? that’s so striker to the core… like you can’t buy him or bribe him bc baby has $$$ and is so disinterested in the glitz and glamor of fast cars and expensive drinks and whatnot, so if you really want him to do something for him… you’re going to have to trade him some secrets… n that’s that on that!
he doesn’t like to take his shirt off around ppl bc #scars ( predominantly the large letter L that’s branded on his chest but there are some others that i haven’t decided on yet ) anyway he does not partake in the pool parties n as explanation has just always told everyone that he doesn’t know how to swim… n he’ll die w that lie, thank u !
very paranoid... has 2 different phones w his contacts n codes.. folds his clothes a certain way so he can know if someone touched his stuff... has a fun in a safe under his bed that he changes the passcode to regularly.... he also has some ocd but a lot of it is #trauma
im sry there r so many points here i .. rly tried to trim them down n there are like 300% more in my app but.. whew... ok
i’m going to stop now but pls.. pls plot w me i beg ok thank u bye
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im going 2 rewrite my two quirk ideas so i have them down somewhere. ive talked about them b4 a lot in the past so if you have been following me 4 a while u might remember these???? anyways the two quirk ideas are internal rapturing and purpose manipulation. putting it under read more bc shes a long one lol
edit: i removed read more bc i realized my blog isnt user freindly nd its hard to read on there sry for long post ahead
if u read this pls give me ur thoughts nd criticisms !! i wanna improve these quirks i just dont know how to!
I was thinking internal rapturing could be a villian quirk? since its a pretty gorey one and i doubt UA would allow students with partularily deadly quirks to join since well, people could die. Plus the enterance exams wouldnt even allow someone with that type of quirk to even pass, or even if they do pass because of pure strength, they will never get the chance to show off their quirk since its so deadly and gorey.
Anyways, internal rupturing is exactly what it sounds like???? its kind of like shigaraki quirk in that you cannot turn it off, and there isnt a way to reverse it once its been put to use. basically, if you have this quirk, anything you touch (Assuming its a living thing with like flesh and bones nd stuff) (it doesnt work on nonliving things or plants) will like basically melt. BUT like, only on the inside. so like if your fighting this dude nd they touch u, almost instantly ur insides turn to mush and you die and all thats left is a pile of skin and hair with melted human goo everywhere. its so gross. i love it. its literally disgusting. despite the fact you cant turn it off or reverse it, you can focus it to a certain part of someones body. so like if you get touched by the quirkholder of this quirk, you are not always going to be a dead man. if you have this quirk and you just focus your thinking to a certain part of someones body, you can only mess them up in that body part. however if you dont focus your mind, then like they just die. its so gruesome nd icky nd i love it.
the next quirk,purpose manipulation. that could be either a hero or a villain quirk ngl. its pretty versatile nd it mostly depends on the quirk holder themselves and not so much the quirk.
basically this quirk gives the quirkholder the ability to change what something is meant to do. this could mean you can change what organic or inorganic matter can do or was originally made to do. in my case, its either or. like you can either change organic matter only or change only inorganic matter. but like TECHNICALLY this quirk could work for both at once but then thats just going to be too OP imo....
the best way 2 explain this quirk is like how my man edward elric was change his automail into like anything he wants rly ? thats basically this. like if you touch yourself or someone else, you can change what that body part is supposed to do. you can change it in minor ways, like making yourself stronger by adding more muslce or making someone weaker by taking away muscle. but you can also shape shift parts of your body or other parts of other peoples bodies.
this could also would on quirks, though maybe for the sake of this character it wouldnt be like dang...op much? but IF it could work on quirks, it would give the quirkholder the ability to change how someone elses quirk would work. of course it would be hard to do this on people whos quirks have long range attacks because in order for this quirk to even work you have to be able to touch the other person.
this quirk could ALSO work in a more...abstract way? in which instead of phsycial changes or changes to inorganic things, you can have the ability to change someones outcome. its like if nighteye had a second part of this quirk, one where he can see future outcomes and one part where he could change it. though this would be a hard quirk to write if this was the case because then the character would have to know premptively how something will work and then change it before. becuse you cant change the past unless it has time traveling properties????? but thats....too much....nd its hurting my head.
anyways i think this is all i have for these quirks right now. sorry for long post lol im jsut rly bnha on main rn
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“I’m here.”
hey hey !! i’m mod paint. more info under the cut!
general info
pls refer 2 me as only mod paint !!
i do go by mod venus on the @/heros-moving-castle-official blog though
my pronouns r he/they/she btw (not in order of preference - pls just just mix them up when u talk abt me at different times and i’ll be happy)
i’m bisexual. that’s not super important but at the same time it’s impossible to know me and not realize at some point so
i do have a tumblr blog but it’s a secret ! if u want to guess i won’t stop u tho
i edit the writing for the story! i do also like to draw but it’s probably unlikely that i’ll post something with my own art in the near future
i am also autistic ! i do like tone indicators but please try not to put too many, it confuses me. also, please use /nu (not upset) instead of /nm (not mad) - my brain sort of processes /nm as someone actually being mad at me so it helps a bit to use /nu instead. i wont kill you if u use /nm on accident though
if i seem rlly fucking weird when i reply to asks then my bad ! i like interactions & i dont bite but i have bad anxiety and it kinda fucks up my social interactions whenever i do anything. and then that gets amplified by my autism so
ib is cool i gues (game not schooling program) . im stealing garrys gender immediately btw
uhh . boundaries i guess
no nsfw. both mod rose & i r minors & we don’t wanna see or hear abt that lol
i’m not going to put triggers or anything on here bc that’s dangerous but i do have some things that i should probably mention
please don’t be afraid to ask for clarification if i say smth and it makes absolutely zero sense! even i don’t know what i’m saying sometimes . i just type words and hope they make sense
already mentioned this but pls use tone indicators & pls use /nu (not upset) instead of /nm (not mad) bc my brain processes /nm weird
please don’t use typing quirks in asks, especially if ur on anon. replacing words with numbers that they sound like or shorter letters (as in saying “2″ instead of “to” or “too” or using “ur” instead of “your”) is fine and i don’t mind that (i do that too LMAO) but please don’t use ones where u replace every s with the letter z or every o with the number 0 or something. it’s just really hard to read and i can’t read, process, nor answer ur ask sry
so like. i do have irls . bc i have psychotic delusions. and that is important to note i guess bc doubles
i am mari (omori), xiao (gi), fischl (gi), and childe (gi) irl*
i’m fine with doubles, kins, etc interacting in terms of liking & reblogging as well as sending asks but pls don’t initiate conversation w me !! regarding doubles, asks are fine as long as they’re questions abt the au or something and not just to start a convo w me (i probably won’t check the blog unless i need to use ur pronouns in an answer or smth)
*genshin isn’t related to this au but i know mod rose interacts w a lot of ppl who play genshin so i figured this would b important to note
♡ if u actually read to all the way down here then i applaud u & i hope u have a good day !!
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Izuocha Week Day 3: Quirks
Hello, I’m doing a lil different thing for the Quirks prompt for IzuOcha Week (which is also why its so late sry) 😅
THE KIDS.
We both know the otps quirks and their capabilities but I wanted to explore their future kids. Given Inko’s, her husband’s and Ochako’s quirks, I find it very interesting how I can pick apart and create quirk mutations; Sort of like a quirk within a quirk that would happen naturally… Ok well, let me introduce my otp children OCs *cry* pls don’t judge me.
More art, doodles and descriptions below the “Read More”
I’m going to go backwards and introduce the youngest one first: Reiko “Rei” Midoriya
Features:
Reiko is the youngest child being 3 years younger than her older and only brother, Hiroaki. She is daddy’s little girl and shares his freckles on her cheeks as well as a few on her nose. Reiko has her mama’s eyes but the rest is her dad (or so he likes to say so). Her hair is a combination of both her parents where, when long, it’s straight and then gets busy and curly towards the ends. Her bangs are uncontrollable and she likes to wear headbands.
Personality:
Reiko is a very bright and happy little girl. She is bubbly and energetic but she can quickly turn a 180 and “spit fire” (pun intended) and can have a sassy attitude when things don’t go her way. Ochako blames Deku for spoiling her too much… overall, she’s mostly sweet and loving and a big pacifist and will often times protect her older Brother from some of his bullies he encounters.
Quirk:
Fire breath/Fire manipulation/Pyrokinesis Though she never met her grandfather, Reiko ended up getting his fire-like quirk. She can emit fire from within and, in her later years, when she experiments her abilities she finds she also has a fire manipulation ability (it takes her years to be able to keep her fire aflame for a certain period of time). Only downfall is it has to be her own flames; however, later, depending on how big of a fire and with enough training, if she mixes her fire with another’s she can be able to manipulate the entire thing. Her highest level is when she is able to create blue fire and manipulate that.
Alright next we explore the eldest kiddo.
First child: Hiroaki Toshinori Midoriya
Features:
Hiroaki has a lot of his mama in him. He shares her eyebrows, the round face (in his younger years) and her hair color. He has his dads freckles just around his nose. His hair texture is a cross between his parents…Oh and he also shares his mama’s “cat” like pads on his left hand only.
^^some older “cool” hair Toshi when he enters high school
Personality:
Toshi is a sweet, smart, and shy boy. Very similar to his father in his days of school. He is a very loving and affectionate kid and would do whatever he can to help anyone in need. He inherited his mother’s quirk but for some reason he has the pads on his left hand only. Because of this, he struggles emotionally and has a lot of self doubts into becoming a hero of his parents caliber (since both his parents are elite pro hero’s and high standards are placed on his shoulders). He is also bullied because he only inherited “half” of his moms quirk, nothing from his dad, and also because he’s “too weak his lil sister has to save him”. In his teens, he discovers something about his quirk and that’s where his boost of confidence into heroism starts.
Quirk:
Zero-Gravity/telekinesis:
When Toshi’s quirk first manifested he only understood that he received his mom’s quirk. The only difference was he only has the pads on his left hand. This in turn led to him believing he was given the short end of the stick for most of his youth until he discovers a small but very vital detail; alongside pulling an objects gravitational force, he can also pull or push objects kinetically (with the exception of living things). So he ended up inheriting a mutation/hybrid of his mom’s and grandma’s quirk and it carried a potential far greater than he could ever imagine. His telekinetic ability was very minor at first and takes a LOT of energy both mental and physical because it takes a lot of focus, concentration and a strong, confident will to use it efficiently; He cannot perform correctly and is weakened if he is in distress, distracted,and at a loss of willpower/confidence. It’s pretty common to find him “napping” in odd places and positions around the high school (He is often mistaken as a lazy and unmotivated by his peers). Overall, he possesses a pretty powerful quirk that he will have to learn to control (just like his dad with his quirk).
I can go on and on with these two but I’ll save you the time. Lol also my brain is pretty fried typing this all out. I hope you like these two, they are my babies too 😳
Thank you for reading this far. <3 <3
#izuocha#izuochaweek#izuochaweek2017#izuocha family#this took a long time rip me but i might as well introduce these two now its the right time#mikas doodles#Mikas art#mikas ocs#my art
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Omg ahsgsgz I'm so sorry that happened to you the first time you tried to respond. It's no problem though, technology happens, life happens.
I hope genshin gets that switch release soon, I know lots of people without a a pc, ps, or Xbox have been waiting for it!
I'm also really shy and rarely do co op. I don't do co op with randos bc I am afraid. But I like finding co op friends on social media. I love how genshin doesn't force co op on you, though. And ohh no your friend on the European server. Star-crossed genshin buddies.
Kaeya and Aether are the only free characters I use I love them ahhh. And I did get Itto, the day he came out!! You can get him from the new limited banner! Did you end up trying for Itto? He's so good! He's like my new main sry Childe.
I love winter and fall as well. It's not as great when you're far south but at least it cools down a bit. I used to live in Florida tho so I get that frustration with icky fake autumn lol.
My plans for Christmas are just a small gathering with family and for new years I usually just stay in and have some drinks on my couch haha. Do you have any big plans?
And for the end of my novel, I can't believe I didn't ask this sooner (at least I don't think I did but my memory betrays me sometimes) who is your favorite Ouran Host?? It's a personality test I swear. I feel like Kyoya bc of your pinned post but I don't want to assume! (Kyoya is my fav I'm such a stereotypical Virgo I swear)
lmao ugh i know but you know when it’s like *minor inconvenience* : *emotional meltdown* dnskks that’s basically what happened. cause nothing was working out my PS was being a piece of caca. lmao it was all so much i shut down like my laptop lmao
ugh i betttt. fingers crossed and prayer circle for that switch release this upcoming year!!! lol
being le’shy sucks lmaoooo i used to be more friendly back in the day when i was like 18-20s now it’s just hard as an oldie lmfao there’s just so many younglins and stuff and then you get judged lmao then there’s people my age but they’re super good and probably take the game so serious i just be havin’ fun. so i have yet to even try co op lmao. STAR CROSSED BUDDIES DJJSKSK yeah pretty much T_T
ugh you’re so lucky. listennnn i’ve tried the banner twice and didn’t get jack crap. i spent 15$ too lmaoooooo i be lazy to go around looking for more primogens skjakaks i was trying to get some more rn but im tired i’m going to bed i have like 12 days to get it i hope i get him i’ll fucking cry if i don’t.
ugh fckn texas lmao bipolar asf GLOBAL WARMING idk if i said that already lmaooo but in god. did i ever ask what state ur in??? and fun! i have a friend in florida.
same as u for xmas. just be with the fam. do gifts. we celebrate xmas eve tbh and just open the gifts at midnight lol. same for new years my parent’s like for us to spend the holiday with them since none of us are like married and shit idk if u know hispanic families lmfaoooo they wildin. my mom would be butt hurt if i tried spending it anywhere else
oh man idk of u asked or not? but listen yes kyoya but also tamaki LOML 😭 dmskkdk not a personality test lmaoooo did i pass? and oh lawddds a virgo? YOURE A VIRGOOOOO i got beef with virgos lmao jk just my mom’s virgo ass she crazy but she also got trauma so ? lmaodjjskakam pls im joking tho
im excited for the reveal pls wAIT DO YOU PLAY ACNH???? u should come to my wack ass island if u do lmao wait if u have a switch i just assumed bc we were talking abt it but now idk lmaosjjsjaja
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korekiyo getting insecure because he thinks that s/o doesn’t like him
hi guys! this is my first post! um this wasn’t a request cuz i haven’t been getting any but ummm yea^^
-key-
‘thoughts’
“words”
s/o : your name
⚠️ warnings ⚠️ kiyos sister, intrusive thoughts. FOK HIS SISTER🙄🙄🙄 BEECH🙄 (side note holy crap i love comfort for the other person ahh!!) (oo also he might be a little ooc cuz i project on to him a lot and if you don’t like it um sry) (alsoooooo um pls don’t say he @bus3d his sister um it was the other way around he was a minor when it happened)
how do i put hinges under the cut on mobile😳😳😳
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korekiyo shinguji was a simple yet so complicated person, you really wanted to know more about him, and he obviously took a liking to you.
over some time you realized that your feelings towards him weren’t all that platonic, you confronted him about it and he said he’s took a romantic liking to you as well. which leaves us to right now, people (mostly bully’s) have been whispering things like
“they don’t like you” and,
“they really think your weird”
he was weak to manipulation since he’s already been so over-exposed to it his whole life, and quickly realized they may have a point. 
‘great job korekiyo you’ve done it again, no one will pity you now’ he shook his head quickly to clear the thoughts but they kept coming
‘your sister was right, she was all you had’
‘please stop’
‘wow your pathetic you know that? your supposed to be calm and collected, your really having a mini brake down? in class of all places? wow better call sick so you don’t show anyone else how pathetic you are’
“m-“ he cleared his throat,
“mrs?” he raised his hand hastily.
“ah yes mr shinguji?” she replied.
“may i go to the nurse?” he knew he was lying to her face, he knew it was wrong, but he couldn’t let anyone ( especially you ) see him like this.
you on the other hand knew he was lying. he has the strongest immune system on the planet, but when he was sick it was the worst thing you’ve ever seen. you knew something was up, and you sure as hell weren’t going to let him go through it alone. raising you hand and accidentally shouting,
“mrs may i go to the restroom?!”
“miss s/o if i find out your skipping class, i will send you straight to the principals! you may go.” her eye twitching slightly at the amount of people leaving .
back in kiyos room, he was curled in a ball in his bed. he had mastered the art of making himself as small he could be ( for his unusually long build anyway ) since he was always hiding from his sister under his bed. tears dripping down his face as he lets out a silent sob from under the blanket.
‘you mustn’t complain kiyo, stay calm’ he could hear miya’s voice in his thoughts.
‘your not real, your a hallucination. i’m alone in this room. there’s nobody here’
he can feel her behind him. creeping closer and closer and clo-
“kiyo, hunny, are you ok?” your conserned voice asks.
“s/o?..” he mumbled, he forgot he gave you the key to his dorm.
‘great now you’ve done it’
‘they’ll hate you for the rest of their life, they don’t love you like she did-
“darling can you answer me?.... please?” you asked. at this point you had a small understanding of what was going on, he told you some things about his sister.
“i-i’m fine s/o just a bit-“ he accidentally let out a sob “under t-the weather” shit.
“darling we both know you’re lying, please be honest, i just want to help.”
“i told you it’s nothing...”
“kiyo....” you used a stern voice to prove you point (in hindsight being a bit aggressive wasn’t the best course of action, but you gotta do what you gotta do)
‘great now they’re mad at you, they want to break up with you!’
“your right...” he muttered. he wasn’t quite sure if he was talking to his thoughts or you, but either way you took it as the latter. he feels the bed dip by his chest as you start rubbing his back.
“please tell me what the matter is. it hurts to see you like this” you hold his hand.
“can you tell me honestly what y-you think of me?! i know y-you h-hate me j-just can you please pretend?!” he shot up while pulling his hair, tears spilling out his golden eyes. his pupils dilating as he stares at the ground.
“kiyo what are you-“
“please” he sobbed his voice going to almost a whisper, for he wasn’t able to talk though the sobs coming out of his mouth. “just pretend to love me for a bit longer, i c-cant be alone anymore” he started to hyperventilate.
“h-hey love can you try breathing deeply for me? hey it’s okay... i don’t hate you love. hey-“ you got cut off by a getting tackled into a hug.
“i love you so so much s/o please don’t leave me.” he muzzled into your chest.
“why would i ever to that hunny?” he gave a small giggle and you soon feel asleep in each other’s arms.
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BRO I WAS SOBBING WHILE WRITING THIS!
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bts react ෴ s/o gets hurt
anon asked: could you do bts reaction when there gf is practcing with them and memebers for fun and she broke her (arm, hand, finger or leg) if thats okay with you
im an #asshole for not getting to this sooner. i might change this up a little bc breaking a bone is smth ive never experienced and it might seem a little unrealistic
+ im going to write the next few reactions with bullets and probably in crack form bc im totally lacking in writing spirit bc of school, work and sports and also i haven’t had any fu n in a while so HERE WE GO
⁂ seokjin:
he saw you on the floor clutching your ankle, and immediately he’s on the floor with you, replacing your hands with his to see if it’s swollen
he cried a little inside cause u hurt ur pretty ankle
“i told you it was a bad idea!” he’d say with a frown, thumbing over your ankle bone as jimin came back with an ice pack
“it seemed fun when i was watching” you had grumbled
and jin was like ))): aw honey
he kinda forced the boys to pamper you a little more than usual once you got your injury wrapped
EG: one of the members helping you elevate your foot, changing the ice pack when in need for a new one, aiding you in walking when your crutches are far away
of course jin would do his part
feeding you food, wrapping you up in a blanket, carrying you around on his back
he vowed that spraining ur ankle would never happen ever again since u told him it hurt like a bitch
“the only dance you’ll be doing from now on is the one you’ll be practicing for our wedding”
[ im cringing thts so cheseys AAAAAA ]
⁂ namjoon:
ok but
kind of expected you to get hurt when you said “im gonna try that twirling kick shin hyesung did in shinhwa’s perfect man choreo!”
did not approve when taehyung and jungkook spurred you on by saying “you can do it!!!!”
winced when u nearly succeeded but still failed, landing on your front with a brutal ‘snap’
your hearing kind of got fuzzy after that bc the pain in your arm was unbearable, but sorta numb ?
but you still (barely) heard hoseok’s shouts of terror as you felt someone’s hands on your shoulders
“ 자기!” namjoon said urgently as he tried snapping his fingers in front of your face
yoongi would be calling the ambulance as your boyfriend tried to keep you awake as they waited for help to arrive
with a frown, he would scold you after you got your cast on
even scolded u on ur cast in neat writing
“i’m relieved it wasn’t something even worse like a terrible concussion” he’d say while petting your hair
⁂ yoongi:
wasn’t there when it happened
probably in the studio while a few of the other members let you hang out with them in the choreo room
was ?? when he saw tht jungkook was calling him
“thought you guys were practicing?”
“um yeah haha funn y story but um ur s/o is kind of on the floor and they’re huR t pls help 형”
yoongi:
“WHERE IS SHE” he says once he reaches the dancing studio
feels bad for not being there for u the moment you got hurt </3
holds the ice pack for u once hoseok searches up what to do with a pulled muscle
pats your shoulder affectionately when you thank him
smiles bashfully
but still feels bad bc he wasn’t there to immediately come to your aid /:
⁂ hoseok:
no doubt panicked
for fucks sake you twisted your ANKLE
how the fuck did it happen in the first place??!? he asks himself
ngl but twisted ankles look disgusting he was screaming on the inside when he had to look at your injury
barely did anything when it came to actually helping you bc he was so shocked
taehyung had to call an ambulance for him lols he couldn’t move
“babe, im fine” you reassured with a grimace
WHICH
hoseok was like
“u fucking liar”
“how did u even manage doing that just by dancing?? CARE TO EXPLAI N HONEY”
“i got carried away ig, geez ,,,,,” you’d respond with and hoseok would FLIP
“i’m not letting you dance anymore sry it’s the rules”
“now lets take care of that ankle of yours so that i can teach you smth like the waltz next time /: “
HHGGGNNSNN
⁂ taehyung:
might be one of the calmest when it came to dealing with your injury
even though on the inside he was a MESS
“ 내 사랑, how are you feeling? are your legs still not doing great?” he’d ask with worry lines on his forehead
he knew how bad your lower limbs’ condition was, and still letting you join their dance practice might have been a bad idea
“i’m fine, taehyung,” you’d say with a fond smile, “it’s normal for me to feel like this; i don’t think it’s a big deal.”
this makes him frown even more bc ?? wdym u don’t think it’s a big deal ?? you can seriously hurt yourself !!!
“for the next few days and maybe even weeks, i wont let you use your legs!! free piggyback rides forever.” he says with a proud smile, wagging his finger at you when you try to protest
the boys give you a pat on the head as your boyfriend begins to massage your legs so that they don’t ache and feel sore now and later
the others suggest that you listen to taehyung and with a sigh, you nod
“thank you for taking care of me, hun.” with a smile, you blew him a kiss in which he responds with a smooch to your knee
“it’s what being a boyfriend is for!”
⁂ jimin:
kinda wailed when you tripped over yourself and fell face first onto the floor
RAN TO YOU AS FAST AS LIGHTNING
“i told you the choreography was too hard to do!! see, look! you hurt yourself!” it sounded like he was whining n that amused u a lot how cute
once you got up from the floor, jungkook looked at u; wincing
he motioned to his nose and mouth area as he tried to speak
“u’ve got a little ,, um ... “
curiously, jimin turned his head to look at you and when he did
omg
“ 피! oHGDO”
blood was slowly gushing out of ur nose
and ur lip was split
how did you not notice this before omg?? wow
“jimin, calm down, we just need to clean her face up and do some bandaging and plugging.”
“i should get an ice pack for her nose !!” bolted out of there
kind of let jin take care of you bc he was a little worried he himself would hurt you more
jin let him put a cute bandage on ur cut lip!!
kissed it to make it feel better too <333
also pinched ur nose for you and put the ice pack on the back of your neck !!!
“no more dancing for you okay!!!”
⁂ jungkook:
totally didn’t expect u to injure ur toes but hey!! u did it
very impressed tbh
“who knew such a thing could happen??”
“ok but for real, are u okay, babe”
stood there for a bit with you wondering what to do
“maybe we should bring her to the ER, bro ...”
he snapped his fingers in agreement and smiled at yoongi
“형! you’re brilliant!”
put fuzzy slippers on your feet instead of your shoes just in case you felt uncomfortable or in pain bc of them!!
carried you to the group’s minivan bc he will not let u hurt urself even MORE what a sin
held u in his lap on the ride to the hospital ( albeit shyly ) bc he was worried that if your feet touch the floor it would make your toes ouch /:
“i don’t think it’s safe for you to dance for now” he said seriously, watching as the doctor examined your feet to see how minor or major your injury was
with a frown, you nodded in agreement “you’re right, you’re right”
he gave you a smile though and squeezed your hand “i’ll try to think of others ways to have fun without using your feet!”
</3 how precious what a babe
#bts scenarios#bts imagines#bts reactions#kpop scenarios#kpop imagines#kpop reactions#writing#if nobody likes what i wrote for this its ok bc i had fun#but still i watn to give up#ughgghh
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Bolded Tag~
Tagged/commanded by: @shinwhoohoo aka OneShadyQueen LOL <3<3 thanks for the tagging ^^
Rules: Bold what applies to you. Put what somehow applies in italics.(seriously the difference between normal and italics is not enough for my bad eyes lol)
APPEARANCE:
I am 5′7″ or taller (I had too google, because I don’t know about the foot unit lol, please think about the ppl, who are growing up with the meter unit lol. 5′7 ~ 1,7m) I wear glasses (which is annoying) I have at least one tattoo (looks cool, but I’m too scared of the pain and contents of the ink) I have at least one piercing (looks cool, but probably don’t suit me) I have blonde hair I have brown eyes I have short hair (definine short pls XD) My abs are at least defined (sry, I only got my cute tummy) I have or have had braces (it wasn’t fun) There is something I would change about the way I look. (well, nothing important just minor things, but at the end we should accept our natural selfs, so I’m content)
PERSONALITY:
My Hogwarts house is: Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, Slytherin (I did two random test, which were the first results of google XD and both results were different LMAO) I am an introvert I like meeting new people People tell me that I’m funny (at least my friends are laughing at my jokes and comments) Helping others with their problems is a big priority for me I enjoy physical challenges (I would like to try, but not sure if I would enjoy those lol) I enjoy mental challenges (pls tell me some examples lol) I’m playfully rude with people I know well I started saying something ironically and now I can’t stop saying it There is something I would change about my personality
ABILITY:
I can sing (I’m not tone-deaf at least) I can play an instrument I can do over 30 pushups without stopping I’m a fast runner I can draw well I have a good memory (SHORT-term!) I’m good at doing math in my head I can hold my breath underwater for over a minute I have beaten at least 2 people in arm wrestling I know how to cook at least 3 meals from scratch I know how to throw a proper punch
HOBBIES:
I enjoy playing sports (depends on the sport) I’m on a sports team at my school or somewhere else (past tense as well) I’m in an orchestra or choir at my school or somewhere else (past tense as well lol) I have learned a new song in the past week I work out at least once a week I’ve gone for runs at least once a week in the warmer months I have drawn something in the past month I enjoy writing Fandoms are my #1 passion I do or have done martial arts (would be cool to try it for once)
EXPERIENCES:
I have had my first kiss I have had alcohol (kids don’t overdo it lol) I have scored the winning goal point in a sports game I have watched an entire season of a TV show in one sitting I have been at an overnight event I have been in a taxi I have been in the hospital or ER in the past year I have beaten a video game in one day (I seriously never seriously finished a video game iny my life lol even though I like them) I have visited another country I have been to one of my favourite band’s concerts (seriously I will never forget about the amazing B.A.P concert)
RELATIONSHIP:
I’m in a relationship I have a celebrity crush (I have my biases but dunno if you would call those crush lol) I have a crush on someone I know I have been in at least 3 relationships I have never been in a relationship I have asked someone out or admitted my feelings to them I get crushes easily I have had a crush on someone for over a year I have been in a relationship for at least a year I have had feelings for a friend
MY LIFE:
I have at least one person I consider a “best friend” I live close to my school My parents are still together I have at least one sibling I live in the United States There is snow right now where I live I have hung out with a friend outside of school in the past month I have a smartphone (sry I can’t live without internet and smartphone lo) I have at least 15 CDs I share my room with someone (past tense)
RANDOM SHIT:
I have breakdanced (would be more like a break myself dance) I know a person named Jamie (is that a common name in english speaking countries lol?) I have had a teacher with a last name that’s hard to pronounce I have dyed my hair I’m listening to one song on repeat right now (it’s always few songs by me) I have punched someone in the past week I know someone who has gone to jail I have broken a bone (thanks god it never have happened to me yet) I have eaten a waffle today (now I want some) I know what I want to do with my life I speak at least 2 languages fluently I have made a new friend in the past year
ppl, who I’m going to tag are (no pressure just think that as a recommendation lol): @leesungjongg @puppynamu @whiteconfession @jamless-daejae @tangerinatantan @soooldout and who ever wants to do this cool game^^
#tag game#tag#me#oneshadyqueen#that was fun XD#lol i love tag games so please give mem ore XD#personal#posting it before it#s going to be vanished in my 3 queues lol
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11 answers, 11 questions
i was tagged by erika but i didn’t see it until now *kicks tumblr* ;---; i love this meme i’m always happy to get tagged in it :D
cw for anti-yuri on ice sentiment
Rules: Always post the rules. Answer the questions asked, then write eleven new ones. Tag eleven people to answer your questions as well as the person who tagged you.
What would your transformation phrase be if you were a magical girl/boy? i would be like a madoka magical girl and have no transformation phrase, magic disguise, or different name. ......... i hope i wouldn’t be like a madoka magical girl in any other way tho
What celebrity do you share your birthday with? does ulysses s grant count? i didn’t recognize any of the names i found when i looked this up :C
What’s your phone background? my lock screen is atsushi smiling and adjusting his glasses at the end of his s2 transformation :D and my home screen is en with his eyes closed in his own s2 transformation. except i flipped it upside down so i could see his face under the app icons, and now that it’s upside down it reminds me of madoka AU. the expression looks like him, like he’s fallen into the water and is floating sadly down to the bottom bc he’s exhausted. so i’m always kind of sad when i see it... ("why haven’t you changed it then, libby?" because it’s pretty ok don’t judge me)
If you could make a show/video game/book series about anything (and you have a HUGE budget to do so) what would it be and why? i would live off that huge budget and spend all my time writing boueibu fanfiction :D but if it has to be something original. i have a fantasy OC who’s 3/4 human, 1/4 water elemental and a vague idea of his setting that i would love to develop and write about
What’s your MBTI type? inxp
What is to your right this instant? a water bottle, lens wipes, some books, and the endoroid
What instrument(s) do you play? my parents made me take piano when i was little :c but i also used to sing!! and i think i was pretty good for my age and experience level. but i stopped taking lessons around the same time i dropped out of school and i never picked them back up :\
Do you ever get a moment of déjà vu? sure, doesn’t everyone?
What’s a collection you have that you often forget about, but can never bring yourself to get rid of? my (mostly) knock-off death note nendos. i had to think for a second tho bc i had in fact forgotten about them
Your favorite show/movie has a crossover with the show/movie that makes you cringe the most. What are they, and what would it take for you to watch it? boueibu + yuri on ice, and nothing could convince me to watch it if it had just yoi characters. if the boueibu characters were there in a minor role, i would agree to watch it just because i love them, but i wouldn’t enjoy it. but if they were more important than the yoi characters, it might be fun, or! best of all! if it was like a boueibu ice skating sports anime AU!!! i would actually really love it
Do you ever get a moment of déjà vu? If you could rewrite the universe to change one small thing, what would it be and why? lmao i wouldn’t dare tbh but um assuming i knew there wouldnt be any disastrous unforeseen effects, i would change the fact that i cant impose my will on the world :D so then i could change whatever i wanted. this is absolutely a cheating answer though so an answer that doesn’t try to take advantage of loopholes would be: i would make green a more attractive color since i have to see it everywhere the second i step outside
questions:
what’s your favorite thing to do when you want to chill out and just enjoy yourself?
describe the most beautiful thing you can think of or imagine
what is your favorite combination of colors?
tell us about an AU that you desperately want to make but haven’t been able to, for whatever reason (can’t think of a plot, your faves don’t work well in the setting, w/e)
what does your phone case look like? did you go for style or sturdiness?
what is your ideal hairstyle for yourself?
what’s the first favorite song you can remember having?
what’s the grossest food anyone has ever tried to make you eat? (and did you eat it?)
would you rather never drink anything but water again, or never eat anything again besides the blandest, most boring necessities?
describe your dream home
i need u to come up with a brilliant, scathing insult that contains five words or less
i’m gonna tag @vashtijoy, @mystofthestars, @crazy-grrrl-on-the-computer, @makabekazuki, ... @deuterium51614 again (sry i didn’t @ you at the top when i said you tagged me, i wanted to do it here instead so you would be sure to see it), @kittyyuri, @serurianouji, @cupkayke, @lidoxia, @restinpeacesensei, aaaand @currymuttonpizza but pls feel free to ignore it
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