#intensley staring

[sugusoneandonly]

Hey guys this is a (un)friendly reminder that the mha characters (and other anime characters) are still very much minors who haven’t even graduated yet.

“Aged up” aged up my foot that mf is 16 and in school theres no canon timeskip n half of them dying 16

No canon timeskip ?? they’re physically 16 they look 16 and don’t play “they look older” when yk damn well half the teenagers irl look older than they r too js say yall are p*dos and sexualize teens

“Its fiction” its fiction my ass too bc guess what??! Ur desires aren’t fiction rn since it’s physically in the 3D and in ur digital footprint 💕

bc why’d i look “mha x reader” , nothing more nothing less, up only to see some wack ass bs ab “smut - mdni” and look to see the character themselves is a fucking minor too 😨 i thought we figured this out in 2021…like ur js contradicting urself now

Like please get a goddamn grip and conscience and some therapy and maybe even a lawyer bc why is ur mortgage paying self drooling over a bunch of traumatized teenagers..🐁

Anyways theres my ted ed talk if ur offended imma assume ur the subject of this post and ur a sicko that can’t handle the fact they’re grown w grown ppl responsibilities 💕💕

And yes im heated and pressed bc wtf is this sick ass bs that’s normalized. We caught that yato bitch and some of yall still didnt learn🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️

[ankhlesbian]

Even my cats r having a yuri moment rn

[sureallavnder]

mine - Theodore Nott

You and Theo had been dating for the best part of your time at hogwarts, now being in your final year everyone knew better than to flirt with you not because you were taken but because Theo would most likely beat them up.

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It was a dusty grey afternoon at Hogwarts and Theo had been gripping your thighs and waist all day. Finally taking a break to light a cigarette he turned around as to not hit you with the intense cloud.

But just as he did that, Ravenclaw Jude from your Transfiguration class beckoned you to come over and thinking nothing of it, as you knew him quite well, you told Theo you'd be right back and that you were just going to the otherside of the courtyard.

Thing is Theo knew better and waited to see if what he thought was about to happen would come true.

As you made your way over to where the Ravenclaw boy was leaning against the cold stone pillars.

''You look bloody beautiful'' he said quite bravely knowing Theo was staring at him intensley.

''...Thanks i guess'' you replied a bit confused

Jude made his way towards you aiming to put a hand on your waist.

You couldn't quite believe he was doing this especially with your boyfriend standing just across the stones.

Theo saw this move and after puffing from his cigarette to make sure he didnt kill the guy, stormed over. Spinning you round to face him, he grabbed your jaw with every intention, and forcefully pressed his lips onto yours roughly making out with you.

But Theo wasn't done his hand made its way to your ass and he gripped as hard as he could making sure to leave bruises for you to see the next day.

''mine'' he growled in your ear but loud enough for Jude to hear him.

With a huff the fed up Ravenclaw walked away.

''Theo what on earth?'' you questioned him.

''Well,'' he said thinking ''you're mine and he was hitting on you. Can't be letting anyone think they can get away with it... especially you.'' he groaned the last part to make it very clear he was going to teach you a lesson later.

part 2 18+

[depravity-disposed]

ADDITIONAL GIFT???

boo!!

happy birthday @depravity-disposed <3

ily bestie!!!!! might get these hands working for an additional gift for you

[fikefries]

warm; draco malfoy pt 4

part 1 part 2 part 3

this will be the last part cuz im running out of ideas, but you guys can request more for draco or any characters that dont follow this storyline!!

summary: when lucius malfoy comes to hogwarts for a visit, draco is forced to distance himself from you, leaving him desperate for your touch.

warning: slight smut? suggestive. not proofread.

the days melted into weeks, your love for draco only grew stronger, each moment filled with unspoken affection and simmering desire. every touch, every glance, spoke volumes of the love that bloomed between you.

as the autumn days started to melt into winter nights. the day got closer. draco's father - lucius malfoy- would be coming to hogwarts. draco said it was for an important meeting with professor snape - probably death eater business.

as the date of draco's fathers visit to hogwarts came closer, a cloud of tension seemed to settle over him, a constant reminder of the secret you both shared. his fathers arrival meant that he had to keep your relationship hidden, a fact that weighed heavily on both of you.

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when the day finally arrived, draco's demeanor shifted, his usual confidence turning into a sense of unease. as he greeted his family in the great hall, you could see the strain in his eyes, the forced smiles masking the anxiety that he felt.

throughout the day, draco was pulled in different directions, forced to entertain his father while keeping his away from you. he became distant, preoccupied with thoughts of how to navigate the balance between his father's expectations and his own desires. it was torture for him, each moment spent apart from you feeling like an eternity.

you watched him from a distance, your heart aching at the nervousness etched into his features. you wanted nothing more than to comfort your boyfriend, to hold him and reassure him that everything would be alright, but the weight of keeping your secret hidden hung between you like a heavy cloak.

you tried to offer support from afar, sending him reassuring smiles whenever your eyes met across the room, but it was nothing compared to the fear of being caught that you both felt in your hearts.

as the day wore on, you found yourselves stealing glances at each other across the dreat Hall, sending sparks flying between you. you felt the bubbling tension in the air as you and draco became more and more needy for each other after being pulled apart for so long. the fact that you couldnt hold each other right now only fuelled the fire of desire burning in both of you.

by the time the evening drew to a close, draco was practically trembling with need, his eyes dark with longing as he stared at you intensley from across the room, signalling toward the door when you catch his eyes, painted with lust and need.

with a silent understanding, you slipped away from the crowd, draco following close behind. the air crackled with anticipation as you made your way down to the dungeons, hidden from prying eyes.

in the darkness, you gasped when you felt dracos cold rings pull you into his arms, his lips finding yours in a heated kiss. the kiss was fierce and passionate, fuelled by hours of longing and desire.

draco's hands roamed your body, his thumb that was softly rubbing your jawline, now moving down to cup your ass, pulling you closer to him. draco pulled away from the kiss and attached his mouth to your neck, sucking and leaving wet, opened mouth kisses on the sensitive skin- which was sure to leave a mark later. he moved his swollen lips back onto yours as your hands moved to tangle in his blonde locks. his strong hands moved from your ass to your breasts, softly squeezing and teasing you. you moaned into his mouth, your fingers tangling in his hair as you surrendered to the intoxicating pleasure of his touch.

"look what you've done to me y/n" he whispered, his breath hot on your ear.

"made me fall in love with you and now i cant last a fucking day without you" he said before reattaching his lips to your mouth, making you gasp in shock, giving him the opportunity to slip his tongue into your mouth.

your fingers tangled imposibly deeper in his soft blonde hair, tugging at the locks, pulling him closer as you surrendered to the intoxicating pleasure of his touch. his hands roamed your upper body with a possessiveness that sent shivers down your spine, igniting a fire within you that threatened to consume you both.

with a fierce urgency, draco pressed you against the cold stone wall, his body pressed against yours as he deepened the kiss, his tongue exploring the depths of your mouth in a wild dance of desire.

you arched into him, your nails digging into his back as you gave yourself fully to the passion that surged between you. every touch, every caress, sent waves of pleasure coursing through you, until you were both lost in a fevered frenzy of need and longing.

in that moment, there were no secrets, no barriers separating you from each other. there was only the two of you.

this is the last part! i hope you guys enjoyed this mini-series! feel free to send in any requests for other fics with any character mentioned in my list of people ill write abt!!

@ameliat-13

[teamphobia]

banana

<a picture attatchment. It's of Tropius Bane staring quite intensley at said banana>

[000marie198]

*intensley stares at you*

Hi

[sillyguy2000]

You guys *stares at you intensley* give me your splatoon ocs I want to draw them GIMME

[courtesons]

There was a bit of a bashful look on his face at the correction, his dimples showing as he smiled and his warm brown eyes sparkled just a little in the low light. "Sorry Si-ah, Sean. Just comes out sometimes, guess it just happens with you" He apologized, getting ready to take the order before pausing at the question and glancing back over his shoulder to the man in question. Ah, so Sean had noticed. He didn't want to make the man worry but he also didn't want to lie to him.

"I mean, nothing I can't handle. Some guys just have a louder mouth then they do sense" Peter said, glancing back to Sean and noticing the way Sean was still staring at the guy rather intensley. "Sean" Peter said gently, placing his hand on the man's own hand. "It's fine, really. Don't worry about him, let's instead focus on you and how I may be of service to one of our best patrons" He suggested, a warm smile on his face.

Sean had been coming to this bar for a little while now. It beat spending nights on his own, now that he was somewhere and also some when else. He had nobody here and had been trying to build himself some semblance of a life. Most nights, he left the little apartment he'd managed to scrape together for himself and he went out for a drink. He knew Marion would've told him this wasn't the answer but Marion was dead and Sean was on his own to deal with everything.

"Peter, I told ya, it's Sean." he scoffed jokingly but he really didn't feel like a "sir" and probably never would. His South Soffit accent came across like a place called Boston so people always knew he wasn't native to this place which wasn't a bad thing.

As he always spent a good amount of time watching everyone (Peter included), Sean had noticed the guy that was giving Peter a hassle and he did not like that one bit. "That asshole givin' ya problems?" he asked, motioning with his head over to where Dickhead was sitting.

[hauntedmccall]

Literally Zoe and Evan

[deficiency1]

a story

the fellowship had just left rivendale. the sun was going down and claire had started a fire. it was quiet, no one really felt like talking. pippen kept wiggling around and opening his mouth to talk but closing before he could say anything.

“out with it boy, you clearly want to talk” said claire, more harshly then she ment to

“why are you here?” he blurted while staring at her so intensley she thought he might be trying to read her mind with his eyes.

“well Im a seasoned warrior, and elrond trusts me to help guard the ring”

“seasoned warrior?” chimed in gimli sarcasticly “what have you been fighting for, 30 years?”

“gimli, lets not” said aragorn trying to diffuse the tension

“no aragorn its fine” said claire with a chilling politeness. she leaned closer to gimli “I am 241 years old and I have been fighting for 230 of those years. I fought in the battle of the five armies alongside thorin and his company, I witnessed the fall of erabor, I was there when legolas pulled your picture out of your fathers wallet and called you a goblin mutant. it would be in your best interests to not question me or my skills” a look of realization and shock dawned on his face.

“wait... you’re THE claire? as in the company of thorin oakensheild claire?”

“damn straight” she said and lit her pipe over the fire. and just like that scilence reigned over their campsite. until merrys voice came soft with undertones of sleep.

“hey claire, can you tell us a story?”

“sure what kind of story?”

“I don’t care, maybe a battle story?”

“that is a very large bracket, narrow it down a little”

“how did you lose your leg?” interjected pippen

“oof thats quite a story... but sure why not” the entire fellowship was listening closley to the shapechanger’s voice “very,extremly long story short, the battle of the five armies had just started  and it was looking good for everyone not on the goblin and orc’s side. I was fighting near the edge of the battle just trying to take down as many as I could and I was doing quite well; that is until they singuled me out as a problem that needed to be dealt with. quicker then I can react 4 orcs had me backed up against the mountain. I took advantage of my shape changing abilities. I lept at the first one and changed mid-air into a sabertooth tiger, my claws slashing his throat. then I changed back, I now had an advantage as I wasn’t up against a wall anymore. I knocked the second one out but didn’t kill him using the form of a bear. and I beat the third one in a good old fashioned swordfight. blade to blade orcs are good but this one was no match for me, he ended up with my sword through his chest. I stopped for just a second when the second one came to and started slshing at my legs, only one of his swings hit. it cut my leg off right under the knee. my first though was ‘shit my balance’  intead of ‘where the fuck is the rest of my leg’, but I stabbed him before he could do anything else. it was at this point that I began to get concerned about my leg. I sat down up against the same mountain I was cornered against earlier, knowing the I could not be of any use in that shape” she paused to take a drink of water then started again “I knew somewhere in the back of my mind that I needed to stop the bleeding or I was a gonner, so I took my canteen lighter heated up my sword until it was red hot, bit down on my scabbard and cauterized it.”

“what does that mean?” asked frodo, it had been a while since he had last spoken. aragorn responded

“it means she used the hot sword and burned it closed”

all the hobbits gasped at that.

“well?” said pippen “what happened after?”

“I’m alive, what do you think happened?”

3600 words

[futurewriter2000]

Me: *Keeps looking around*

Friend: *looks at me*

Me: *catches him watching me*

Him: *stares intensely*

Me: *mirrors his stare*

Us: *laugh*

Me: I can't even see you without my glasses.

Him: *laughs* You're staring so intensley at everything, it's so funny.

Me: I know! Sometimes I forget I'm doing that. I don't know how I do that. It's so weird.

[gorillageek27]

Ruby: fite me!

Jaune: *intensley staring at you* dont

[brib-burget]

Sam: Bucky

Bucky: [intensley staring at the TV]

Sam: Bucky

Bucky: Yes [still staring at the TV]

Sam: You do realise you can't stare at the tv all-day

Bucky: shut up, I can do whatever the fuck I want

Sam: [muttering to himself] why do I even bother

[someone-always-cares]

chapter 4, page 14

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[image description: an sac webcomic page. “i am really not ready for this” ramis thinks to himself, as hes hunched over, anxious. the text notes it to be “half an hour later...”.

“well? want to explain why you’re two hours late?” asks a tall pale man in a pale blue button up. he’s a rather generic looking white man with short dark hair.

“no, not really” replies rami, still anxious. the man, ramis teacher, scowls. “don’t take that tone of voice with me”.

“what tone of voice?” rami asks, staring intensley at the floor, now holding himself again. “you know exactly what i mean, darrius” replies the teacher, with crossed arms. “i really don’t” rami responds.

“it would go a lot better for you if you stop talking back and just give some kind of explaination for your tardiness” the shot changes to focus on the rest of the class, although rami and the teacher are blocking most of them.

“i’m not talking back, i’m just answering your questions. and i slept in” of the 5 students that can be seen, it does include rami and lewis’s teamates for their chapter 1 group project, dessa and russel, who appear annoyed and symathetic at ramis situation, as well as an annoyed tall blonde boy, and a ginger girl who is very suprised, not at rami, but as she’s the only one who notices lewis, who is climbing in through the window. which is notably high up enough that no buildings can be seen out of them. end id]

often i usually add characters to a character list on the extras blog after they’ve spoke even if that may be impractical because i just like to have ‘em organized! not this teacher unless he appears again because i really dont care for this guy i made him up on the spot

also i used to have this issue as a kid (and to be honest, still do). because apparently authority figures (esp parents) take “how was [this i said/did] rude/cheeky/ect?” as sass. for some fucking reason (mum if you ever read this i love you really and i want you to know i was genuinely asking im just bad at words)

also no update this friday due to irl reasons, sorry!

[a-pretty-nerd]

Trick or Treat

Request: "Wassup fam, how about a halloween fic where the losers are trick or treating and (y/n) is an older sibling and has to go with them, and she steps in when they get into trouble with the bowers gang? " ~ Anonymous

Ohh! This is fun! 🎃

A/N: Not much to say, a new moodboard for a working series coming soon! Your requests, and feedback as the best! ✌❤

Warnings: None really, maybe slight violence?

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You couldn't believe you were doing this. Shuffling around with your little sister and her dumb friends. You can't believe you were put on tricker treat duty, and had to babysit seven kids. It was not your first pick to spend your Halloween. But you couldn't get out of it.

So instead of going to a party, or hanging out with friends. You walked around in your shitty homemade cat costume, making sure these children weren't getting into any trouble. But to be fair, Bev was just as unhappy as you were. She didn't like that your father made you go with her to keep her out of trouble. It was mostly because the friend group was all boys.

Bev, walking around in her impromptu mouse costume, tried not to even look at you for the entire night. Going from house to house, you barley spoke to her or her friends. Every now and then Richie, dressed as pirate, and Eddie, dressed as a king, would turn back to look at you. Only to snap their heads back when you stared down at them, and start giggling.

The boy named Mike, dressed as a superhero of unknown relevance lead the trouo through the neighorhoods in search of candy. Hoping to fill their pillow cases to the top.

"Hey Bev, give me a kit-kit." You ordered from behind, she didn't answer, so you reached around her shoulder and began digging through her pillow case.

"Stooop! Get your own!" She cried, annoyed with you. You laughed at you a little before just grabbing a fist full of miscellaneous treats.

"What dumb fuck gave you guys tooth brushes!?" You laughed as you pulled it from your hand and dropped it back into her bag.

"M-Mr Whitestone on Avery st." Bill stuttered.

"Gross." You commented as you sorted your hand, finding the goods, and dropping the rest. You threw a piece of chocolate in your mouth, and handed another to Beverly. "Here."

"Thanks." She took it from your hand. You and Beverly didn't always get along. Especially as you got older. When she was really little, she was your world. But that all changed when your father turned to you. When your mother found out, she left you and Beverly behind. For the longest time you thought he just liked you, Bev never said anything. You found out the hard way. When he stopped paying as much attention to you as you got older. The sick fuck.

You felt bad for Beverly. But the damage had been done, and now you were trying to pick the pieces of your relationship back up.

"I hear Mrs. Kilmere hands out fukl candy bars!" Stan announced to the group.

"Wheres that?" Richie asked excitedly.

"Oh, the Kilmeres live on the other side of the bridge." Mike noted.

"Then lets go!"

"No no no. We're not going across the bridge!" You told them.

"Shut up Y/N!" Bev scolded you.

"Hey! I'm here to make sure you shit heads don't get yourselves killed tonight,okay? And going across that bridge at this time of night, is NOT a good idea."

"Aww c'mon Y/N! It'll be fine!" Richie whined.

"No."

"Its, I-Its okay. If we see anything iffy we'll ju-just just turn around." Bill reassured you.

"Fuck...fine...but if anything happens-"

"Nothings gonna happen! It's fine!" Richie cheered. But oh, was he wrong. As soon as you turned the corner to the bridge, you knew it was bad news. You watched at the shadows intensley as you approached the underpass of the bridge. The whole group froze as maniacal laughter filled the air. Like a haunted house attraction.

"Was that you?" Ben turned and asked you. You scrunched your brow and shook your head. "Then what-"

"Well well well," Henry Bowers called as he came out of a shadow and walked into the moonlight. Dressed in his normal clothes with a cheap halloween mask over his face. The plastic Frankenstein starred at you. You cursed under your breath.

"Aw fuck, okay kids, see? I was right, now lets just go." You turned, and almost let out a scream with you found a tall Belch standing directly behind you wearing a Werewolf mask. You backed up, and held your arms up and back to protect the kids. To your left came a lanky Patrick with a Dracula mask, and your left a Victor with a Mummy.

"You've gotten you and your litter into some trouble Ms. Pussy cat." Henry cooed from behind.

"Oh gross! Fuck off!" You yelled at him. The group chuckled.

"You're trapped, you're not going anywhere." He slithered over the kids who huddled together in front of you.

"Piss of Henry. Don't you have anything better to do than pick on kids? Like getting drunk or high or...doing litterally anything else?" You mocked. He looked up at you.

"You think your funny Y/N?" He asked.

"Yeaah I do."

"Get her." He ordered. You felt two large hands on your hips before you could move. You panicked and snatched the pillow case from your sisters hand. You swung it to your side, knocking Belch in the face making him back away to address the pain. That bag was heavy. Patrick grabbed your arm but not before a solid slam of halloween candy in the side. He leg out a grunt and moved but didn't let go. So you threw the bag over you head and began swinging it. It hit him in the side of head, and threw him down. Vic ducked and ran. He wrapped his arms and pressed his face into your chest as he knocked you to the ground.

On the bridge, he tried to hold you down and stratle you. Only to be beaten by seven children with more heavy pillow cases. He struggled to get away. They all did. Henry looked on in shock and aw as his minions scurried to him.

"Fall back !" Belch yelled as he made a mad dash to the underpass.

"We gotta get out of here! Theres too many!" Vic decread.

"Crazy bitch!" Patrick spat at you as you swung another case at him, and hit his arms as he blocked himself before running. Henry followed behind them in panic. You sent them crying to their mothers.

"You better run you bitches!" You laughed after them. The kids cheered triumphantly. You turned back to them. "Everyonr okay?" You asked, panting and smiling.

"Yeah! Because if you!" Ben announced. You shrugged, and shuffled them back to the neighborhood. And you went on tricker treating. At one point, Beverly turned over her shouldet and flashed you a smile.

"Thanks." She said. You smiled back and shrugged.

"Don't mention it."