#if you saw i posted this before no u didnt....

[nubsdolls]

SYPNOSIS ; g/n reader x sparring partner! bakugou, fluff, not proofread .. matching bracelets , enjoy ! xoxo, jord .ᐟ

A/N; this was supposed to be a lil drabble but this came out longer than i intended .. anywaayss. I PROOOMISEEE im gonna start posting more i’ve disappeared for sosososso long.. in the meanwhile take this, luv u guys !!!!!

sparring partner! bakugou that swears he only bugs you 24/7 to “get your ass to training grounds” because you need to improve. no other reason because of course, he cant stand you.. or anything about you, for that matter.

so no, it doesnt “mean” anything when sparring partner! bakugou comes up from behind you to, “fix” your form. adjusting you by signaling you to rotate to the side by giving your hips a little push, nudging your elbows up so your face is protected by your hands.

sparring partner! bakugou who always insists to be near you, discreetly, if he can. because he obviously doesnt want it to seem like he cares, because he doesnt. even during training or maybe even an attack on the school? near you. covering you and making sure warn you of the sneak attacks from behind you.

and even though you practically hate sparring with him, because hes so damn ruthless, ensuring a trip to recovery girl by the end of it, its weirdly the highlight of your days. hearing the ding! of your phone, followed by the usual message from him.

: training grounds. 5 mins

even when its five in the goddamn morning. you never fail to meet him there.

and after a small while of this cycle, you make the (probably) safe assumption you guys are, friends? acquaintances?..hell, maybe you were even on kirishima’s level of ‘friend’. toleratable? at the least.

so while on one of your free days afterschool, youre shopping with the bakusquad. mina, jirou, denki, sero, kirishima, and obviously, bakugou. god knows how they convinced him to tag along.. you get lost in a cute little merch store, spotting matching all might bracelets. ew, corny. who would even get those?

ca—ching! “aaand heres your change, have a nice day!”

you would.

though, you probably shouldve thought this out.. who were you gonna match with? ofcourse, it could always be mina, but she also didnt absolutely fixate on all might. but, there was, one person you had in mind..

and sometime in the week after the hangout, at the end of your—no less than brutal, training session, you tiredly brought it up.

“the other day—while we were at the mall, i saw these matching all might bracelets—“ pant, “i kinda just bought on it on sight, annnd i didnt really think of who to give the other half to before i did.. but i know you like him, so..”

you trail off, simply suggesting it as you move over to sit down on a bench, taking a drink of water, while also, pulling out the bracelets from your pockets and reaching your free hand up to show him.

sparring partner! bakugou scoffs upon seeing the bracelets in your hand. golden age and bronze age all might bracelets.

“thats stupid. im not wearing that shit.” he growls, crossing his arms. his voice a little panted from training. you were getting better. not that he would tell you that directly, of course.

“chill, dynamight.” you roll your eyes playfully, emphasizing his hero name on your tongue. “i was just suggesting it, if you dont want it its fine.” you explain casually. even if, the sentence did hurt your feelings a little.

“ill just give it to izuku.” you shrug, you guys were friends, pretty close if you did say so.

and you almost swear you saw bakugou’s eye twitch. a glint of, jealousy? in his eyes as you bring up the green haired boy’s name.

he lets out an amused huff, rolling his eyes. “tch. whatever, give it to that nerd. not like i care.” before he reaches down next to you for your water bottle, taking a swing, airsip.

setting the bottle back down next to your thigh, he speaks up again. “‘aight, hurry, we arent done. round two.” he adds harshly, motioning with his hand for you to get back up.

“come on. please? one more minute. its so eaarlyyy.” you whine, almost pouty as you throw your head back. still exhausted from the sparring just a few minutes ago. 6am and hes annoyingly productive.

“hurry or i can blast your ass right here.” he glares down at you, grumbling through gritted teeth.

“im getting uupp, geeez.” you groan, lazily getting up from the bench and almost coming up to meet his full height.

later in the day, during class training, you figure you should probably find izuku to give him the other matching half, one already on your wrist.

you couldve sworn you remembered putting it back onto your other wrist so you wouldnt lose it. maybe it was in your dorm instead? whatever, youd just have to give it to him tomorrow.

today, you were working in partners, testing out new possible moves, strengths, weaknesses, and overall just trying to improve on any weak spots.

and like always, sparring partner! bakugou was next to you. basically having claimed you as his designated partner for anything by now, glaring at anyone who even suggested you work with them and not him.

and as your throwing hits at him, trying to catch him off base with your quirk, you notice a glint coming from under his gauntlet, you pause a moment.

its the matching half of your bracelet, all might’s golden age bracelet.

he notices this. feeling his ears dust the slightest pink from, embarrassment? and he uses this moment of weakness to gain the upper hand, pinning you down on the floor.

and youre completely shocked by the sudden move. somehow flipped on your chest to the ground, arms tucked behind your back with his knee holding you down.

“stay focused.” he hisses, reprimanding you for your bad habit.

“thought you said it was stupid?” you mutter. tilting your head to the side ever so slightly to look at him. a sly, cheeky smirk on your face.

“it is.”

maybe it wasnt so stupid after all.

[worstdisastermaster]

The books and the shows aren't the same thing and?? That's okay?? It doesn't have to be??

Some of the artists haven't even seen the show yet, and maybe won't 🤷‍♀️ I know I've seen like. The 1st episode and that's it lol. And I really enjoyed it and I think it's really fun

But people tend to separate book fandoms from in screen fandoms, to an extent, at least, bc there ARE differences, and THATS OKAY

They are very connected but they are not the same and I don't understand why people find that so hard to accept?? Like. Genuinely I'm so confused lol

Like if someone was being disrespectful, or trying to whitewash Leah or something horrid then like. Defend her!!! (Do try to be polite tho bc people can and often do change, and they know what they have been taught until they learn more- like for example, a few years ago I had no idea ab anything lgtbq and I peob would have gotten myself canceled bc I had. No idea. Ab any of it. And despite having best intentions in heart i totally would have offended someone, and that would have crushed me, because *i didnt know*. I never would have hurt anyone on purpose, i just didnt realize what COULD hurt others on that specific topic, much less why. But now I identify with it and am learning new things ab jt every day and etc. And that's a super touchy topic for a lot of people and for good reason too! Just try to be kind first, then if they are jerks u can be a jerk back lol. Just give peopke a chnace to get better- and then PLEASE dont hold the past against them ubless they very clearly havent changed mk please please please let people grow and change and get better dont crush them before they can) anti Leah trash is. That. Trash

But why would you attack book Annabeth, just for existing? She was my childhood, and I identified a lot with her as I grew up. And guess what! I also identified with Hazel, and I do so even more now! No matter what race she will be casted as, I'm still going to imagine BOOK Hazel the way I always did. Doesn't mean I won't adore her actress, or appreciate art of the girl playing her role! But would you call me racist for drawing her as African American if her actress, was, say, Asian American? Or drawing Leo as Latino instead of Somoan? Because to me, u less I am being a jerk about it, all I'm doing is drawing the book instead of the show. Idk I'm too sleep deprived to put my thoughts into coherent words lol

I love the posts, where it's like, book Annabeth and show Annabeth holding hands. Those posts are my favorite, both because they are freaking adorable, but also. Because it's equal

They are different aspects of the same person

And

Thats

Okay

You know???

I quite literally grew up reading pjo. I read it at least once every year since I learned HOW to read, *partially on pjo*, until late middle school. I was raised on book Annabeth.

Show Annabeth is new and exciting and adorable and I'm so happy for it and I am very excited for all the people being introduced to it!!!!!!!! However, when I'm writing book pjo, I'm not swaping it out for show scenes, bc they are, in fact, different. Which, again, NOT A BAD THING. And you know what? When people from the show fandom write their scenes, they aren't going to be thinking ab the book scenes, and THATS OKAY TOO!!! And I could care less how my readers saw my characters when the read the story. I write them the way I imagine them, but it's their job as the reader to say 'no, actually :P' and swap out the appearance for one they liked better.

I did that plenty often as a kid, and i donf regeret it.

Which, ironically enough, was why my book Percy was blond until ab 6th grads XD I mixed up Luke and Percy's hair description ONCE and just. Never questioned it, though all the rereads, or looking at the covers of the books 💀 you can imagine my shock when I joined the fandom and found out Percy had black hair, instead of sandy hair like, you know, S A N D, like poseidon!!! And now show Percy is blond XD

That just proves people can imagine things how they want and jts okay- especially bc maybe, in an au, they're rifht!!! (Au being show Percy to me)

Anyways I lost my train of thought and it's almost 12 here lolll I hope I didn't say anything ill be embarrassed by come tomorrow~

Good night world :3

Hi guys, wanted to discuss something going on for a while now. What the hell is wrong with pjotwt? Like...whats wrong with this people? Do you see what they say? What they are even trying to do?

First of all, let me start by speaking about the cast. They are all wonderful children, Leah especially! She is doing an amazing job as Annabeth. But book Annabeth still exists yk? She is and she is literally white. It is not racist. But denying about a character being white in the books, even spreading hate like this...is racist. There are people out there related with Annabeth for years. People love her, every version, maybe book more maybe even the movie. How can you disrespect her like this? And most importantly, how can they attack an artist like this, with an art being so beautiful. What they are trying to do is not protecting Leah, it is spreading hate. It is awful. Making this fandom toxic, so so much.

Them trying to erase book Annabeth because she is white, trying to cover her by painting on her, shaming artists, calling people that loves her racist...What do we do about this in pjo fandom? This fandom used to be so beautiful, but now. This people are not part of the fandom in my eyes, because real fans, would respect every version of the characters, love them with their anything, even flaws. They would protect this characters because they love them, so much. And not to mention this characters are the ones Rick wrote 20 years ago, they were with us for so long.

What do tumblr think about this I wonder? Since pjo fandom is pretty active here :3

[armed-saphire]

[voidzpng]

yeah…

[blighted-lights]

decided to try something new with my coloring and i kinda like it!

this is for a fic ive been tossing around in my head for a while but can't figure out the wording for 😔. they are so important to each other ur honor, even when they're being stubborn

[fortheturnstiles]

[mewniemoon]

More baby Nari doodles for these trying times <3

Some things never change....

[fluffyartbl0g]

The one piece reread only makes the hardest moments hit even harder,,,, even when you’re rereading it poorly in portugese

Or AKA, i found out today that HINATA SHOYO reads one piece and I haven’t recovered since

[humanundead]

gummy rider.......

[void-chara]

what do you mean princezam asked what polyamorous is, bacon relied saying "you know, like eclipse federation", and zam said "thats a polygamy. [...] are they the same thing?" this explained things to him??? he didnt know what polyamory was and bacon comparing it to eclipse federation explained to him?? also. "thats a polygamy" implying eclipse federation was married??????? because thats How that works. polyamory is about approach to relationships and polygamy is Marriage Specifically. they were definitely divorced, but divorce is a state of mind and does not necessitate marriage. they were married?? wow awesome. thanks for the info princezam !

[build-a-stim]

peanut butter cow (2024) with grandmacore, knitting, and cats for @lovelorncat

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[infizero-draws]

number 1 infinite defender til the day i die

[echo-echo31]

Ough

[mizzical]

F it, im compiling all my dra sketches below because i kind of miss drawing dra stuff

[hsr-writing]

kinktober - day fourteen - gun play

sampo x reader, nsfw, minors dni. guns in places they absolutely shouldn't be.

The thing you've come to know and appreciate about Sampo is that he's a massive slut. There's no place he won't fool around in, and you've yet to suggest a kink he wasn't one hundred percent down for at least trying.

It worries you, sometimes, but you've had enough serious conversations about it and set enough safe words and actions that the worry is starting to lessen.

Sampo tried to jokingly set one of the safe words as 'Gepard' but you told him that he's the type to genuinely moan the name and forget it's a safe word.

(You're comfortably open in your relationship, because people are hot and you're just as much of a slut as Sampo is. You're working on a joint plan to lure the Silvermane guard into your shared bed.)

Tonight, Sampo is sprawled out on the bed with his hands tied above his head, the restraints secured to the headboard you bought specifically for that purpose. He's divine like this, completely naked and squirming.

You're sitting on his chest, a loaded gun pressed against his forehead. He's biting his lip as his eyes glaze over with lust, his cock twitching against your ass. You know that he knows the gun is loaded, he was the one that loaded it after all, and you're pretty sure that's why he already looks fucked out.

"You're drooling, baby," you comment, amused. Sampo blinks a little, licking his lips and flushing as he realizes he is, in fact, drooling. You coo at his expression, "I haven't even done anything yet... how embarrassing~"

You move the gun from his forehead, dragging the barrel down the side of his face until it's pressed against his lips. You don't even have to say anything for him to wrap his lips around the barrel and suck. You push the gun further into his mouth, eyes fixed on his lips.

He moans around the metal, his eyes fluttering shut as he struggles to bob his head, taking the barrel even deeper in his mouth. You grin as you begin fucking his mouth with the gun, enjoying his muffled moans and the way spit starts to drool down his chin.

"Aeons, look at you," you coo, making Sampo's eyes blink open. You hold his gaze as you move your finger to the trigger, then shove the gun as deep in his mouth as it can go.

A thought occurs to you as you press the tip of the gun against the back of his throat, watching him choke as tears form in the corners of his eyes.

"Hey, baby," you catch his attention. "You prepped yourself earlier, right?"

His eyes go wide at the implication and he moans, loud and whiny. You grin down at him and coo, "Do you think you lubed it up nice and pretty? Or should I grab some before I shove this inside."

His hips buck under you and you laugh, finally pulling out the gun. You slide off of him as he groans, prowling to the end of the bed and settling between his thighs.

"Fuck, please," he moans, spreading his legs wide around your hips. You hum in appreciation when you see the base of a plug inside him, gently pushing against it and giggling when he makes a broken whine.

Sampo is rambling as you pull out the plug, a mess of pleading and whining, subtle taunts trying to goad you into going faster. You take your time, fucking it into him a few times before finally pulling it all the way out.

Lube gushes from his hole and you moan at the realization that he stuffed himself full. You shove two fingers into him without warning and he squeaks. You laugh as you scissors your fingers, making him moan your name.

You don't spend too long fingering him open, the plug having done most of the work already. You catch his eyes as you spread his legs wide, pressing the tip of the gun against his hole.

Sampo gives you the sweetest, most lovesick smile, the kind you usually see from him post orgasm, and you simply have to bend down to kiss him.

He sighs into it, kissing you back eagerly only to break away with a needy whine as you press the gun slowly into him. It's a shockingly easy fit as you begin slowly fucking him with it, and he throws his head back as you push it in as deep as you can and grind.

Sampo sobs your name as he comes, his cock jumping against his stomach as cum splatters across his chest and chin. You go still as you stare at him, lips parted in shock.

"Holy fuck, baby," you breathe, easing the gun out of him and discarding it to the side, the safety never having been turned off. You lean over him, undoing the restraints and bringing his hands to your mouth and kissing his raw wrists. "That was fucking gorgeous."

He giggles, tugging you down to kiss you. He has a mischievous look in his eye as you pull away and before you can process it, he's pulling you down onto him, making you shriek as his cum stains your shirt.

Sampo laughs as you swat at him, rolling off the bed and heading towards the bathroom. He glances back at you with a roguish smile.

"Next time, I get to hold the gun."

[missingn000]

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