#it's actually slab-o-meat

[pathtonowhereimagine]

What would Zoya, Bai yi and eirene reactions be to their shy, timid but very sexually energetic S/o having a bigger dick then them like I'm talking SLAB OF MEAT and they still make it fit in people

Zoya, Bai Yi and Eirene with a shy but Sexually charged S/o

TW; smut🔞, sinners are bottoms in this (Zoya is the only one with a penis), size differences, stomach bulge, breeding, creampie and aftercare

Notes; A/N

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Zoya

Zoya didn't think much of when it comes to her small S/o for most of the time they're timid and shy not really participating in most task, always find them in the corner and not much of a talker, however she does notice afew things that's surprising in a way

When they first had sex Zoya thought she'd be on top but somehow S/o was able to top her in a matter of minutes, seeing the lust and love in their eyes as they straddle her then noticing the ever growing bulge in their pants as they grope her own crotch

It's not arguable that Zoya has a big cock but when she sees S/o's own cock she was intimated it was longer than hers by an inch, the girth of it was the size of four fingers of course she took precaution first if she was taking the size of this monster. She struggled a bit when taking it in her mouth at first but eased into it all the while listening to S/o's praise and encouragement

However when it comes to actually taking it Zoya is already on her back sweating as they position themselves at her hole almost backing out, feeling them enter her gaining a groaning fuck from her feeling them slowly thrusting while jerking her off at the same time. She lost track of how many times she came already at one moment they were hugging her around her waist from behind while thrusting, then the next they're sucking her off while fingering her at the same

However by the time they're finished the bed is covered in sweat and cum as S/o comes back from the kitchen wearing nothing but Zoya's shirt, handing her water and snacks as an apology for the very rough housing causing a few bruises but the Legion Leader was more surprised and pleased then anything pulling them into her lap kissing and praising them

Bai Yi

As much as S/o loves Bai Yi sometimes her cocky and carefree attitude is too much sometimes even for the shy and timid sinner, they try to intervene when she gets in trouble like trying to market her business to Chief or when they get caught by Nightingale or K.K.

It's the perfect punishment for S/o to use as they tie up Bai Yi in bondage teasing her by not touching her in places she needs them to be or even edging only to pull away, the Whitestone boss is no stranger to her S/o's large package but sometimes seeing it again felt like she seeing for the first time everytime

Bobbing her head as she sucks their cock while tugging her hair and praising her, gagging a few times as they thrusted their hips chasing their own high first then pulling away her spitting connecting with their harden cock slapping it against her cheek

The room filled with the sounds of moaning and skin on skin contact with every thrust Bai Yi unable to do anything with her legs and arms tied up, watching her S/o destroy and arrange her insides as they please. Staring up at them with desire and love in their eyes their main focus on her cumming for the fifth time, a creamy ring forming on their cock as she herself feels her own high coming again

What felt like a day has gone by as S/o rubs lotion on Bai Yi's wrists and legs from the ropes while apologizing for everything despite it being a regular thing, as the boss just kisses and nuzzles their head all the while thinking how lucky she is to have a sweet but feral partner

Eirene

Now Eirene the methodical and genius chess master is no short then being very high class and demanding due to her status, however when it comes to her S/o she can't help but tease them just to see their flustered face

Though it may cause surprise and shock to her peers if they find out that behind the scene S/o having their hand down her skirt as they leave trials of kisses along her chest, while Eirene tries to convince them not to leave any hickies as they lose themselves but after acting like nothing happened when they return

In the bedroom S/o becomes a whole different person as they effortlessly manhandle her with her legs spread out as they finger her from behind her, while whispering how much of they've been wanting to do this to all day and how much of a tease she was today

Everything went by in a blur for Eirene one moment they're in the 69 position not able to focus as S/o eat her out like she's their last meal, then she's on all fours feeling their cock creates a bulge in her stomach and having her sit on their lap as they thrust upwards in her as she whines and moans against

Afterwards Eirene and S/o will be in the tub with warm water and bubbles around them while they scrub her back flustered at the scratch marks and hickies all over her body, kissing each individual part as Eirene smiles to herself

[tr1ckysp00k]

if your still doing requests i have one! reader is in the process of becoming a vampire, i like think of it as 3 phases first, reader will be more hungrier than usual, yearning for human blood. second reader will start biting things like themself and sometimes even bob! and finally their ears turn into a sharper shape and start stalking people at night to suck their blood! >:) also a small note this happens when they start dating so bob is our s/o! and we help him with his "work" as well! :) take your time!

Hehe I like this :D

{warning: ¿suggestive? mention of blood, hints of violence} {it is now sorta proof read}

•Bob x vampire reader•

You were both born and raised as a vampire. And it wasn’t easy, not at all. Having to blend in with the locals was a bit of a hassle! And those sunny days made it no better.

You often have to go city to city and town to town. Until you found one particular town that stuck with you. It was a bit of a shady place both figuratively and literally , which was helpful for a vampire such as yourself, and was filled with some shady people.

A lot of weird-what-nots would happen here and there, which made it easier for you to blend in. No chance of anyone noticing you.

You often lured your clueless victims into the dark wood, which was embraced by thick, green-like fog, resting at the feet of the scrawny-like trees.

To be honest not a lot of the people on the town were ‘bright’, most of them were very stupid actually. So catching your prey was easy as pie! Until you bit more than you could chew. .

You heard of a place called ‘grills n boys’. Which was quite popular with the people in the gloomy town. You wanted to have a look for yourself. More people, more victims. Of course you never liked picking off of innocent people, you needed to stay alive.

You spot someone prefect! He was a bit on the bigger side, meaning he would have plenty of blood to share. He couldn’t be that hard to handle. . Right? The poor soul doesn’t know what’s after him.

You decided to make your move, scurrying through the small crowd of people to the front of the line, while faces of disgust and disapproval trailed behind you.

The rang the small bell ,that was placed on the counter, continuously and swiftly. Attempting the catch the large man’s attention. When your ringing was out to a stop, the man turned swiftly, a large smile engulfed upon his face. It made your skin turn more pale than it was.

He quirked a thick brow, seeming confused. “Well howdy there. You must be new in town!” He said in a southern drawl, you weren’t expecting.

“Yes. New.” Your eyes narrowed at the table, unable to look into his own, let alone look at him at all. He is clueless on what’s coming to him. .

You both stared at each other for a uncomfortable amount of time, his eyes wide, and giving you a wide smile. After a bit he glanced down, then back at you, causing you to look at what he was looking at. The menu. Ah yes, you have to order something.

You scrambled to grab it, opening it swiftly and shielding your face from his stomach-churning stare. When you looked above the laminated-paper, you saw his back faced towards you, his cooking carrying a delightful aroma.

He turned to serve a costumer their dish. You swiftly buried your face in the folds of the menu, catching his attention. “Are ya ready to order?” He questioned. You slowly arose, making some-what eye contact with him. Humans are so hard to communicate with. Especially the ‘intimidating ones’.

Clearing your throat, you made your way to answer. “I’ll have the uhmm. . Number one?” Your tone was shaky and weak, and you were a bit in question of what you just ordered.

“Ah! The classic! Comin’ right up, doll” You couldn’t help but flush. Doll? That’s new.

Hearing the slab of ground up meat giving off delightful sizzles on the pan was up most satisfying! And the breath taking scent, made your hunger grow more. Too bad it wouldn’t satisfy your hunger. You’ll still need the blood.

After a bit of waiting, your order was ready. Steam arose from the juicy, burger. “Order up!” He slid the plate of food towards you ever-so gently. “Enjoy, dear.” He turned to the stove, then stopping himself, to turn towards you once again. “By the way, I’m bob.” He hummed, placing the tip of his hand on his chest. “Oh, I’m y/n.” You said in a soft tone. “Nice to meet you, y/n.” A toothy smile appeared on his cheeks.

You took slow bites of the food, it tasted amazing, but unfortunately it wasn’t filling. He watched you eat the meaty delicacy, his eyes trained onto your small structure. It gave you chills. Though, he did look kind of. . Cute. He wouldn’t last long though. . you have to do what has to be done. It’s either you or him.

It took time for the crowds of people to die down. Hours later, you and bob were left in the shop. Soft music played off a radio in the back of the kitchen. The hunger in your eyes was intense and evident, staring at bob while he tidied up the dirty plates and bowls.

He turned towards the counter, a bit startled at your presence. “Ah! You’re still here? It’s a bit late don’t cha think?” Curious to why you stayed behind. Maybe you were still hungry. “Well, I don’t know about you, but I’m headin’ home! I’m a bit famished!” he smiled, once again it made you a bit timid. What kind of human smiles like that? And that sickening hunger in his eyes. It was akin to yours.

He made his way out the shop, his large hand placed on your back as he lead you out the doors. “I’ll see you around then!” He tilted his scarlet red hat, bidding you adieu. You were not letting your prey get away that easily. No way. You snuck behind the building, and followed him. Following his thunderous booms until you met the rim of the forest. You saw his large silhouette been engulfed by thick fog. Now where is he going? You hesitated but followed him, taking quiet steps behind. Until once again you were put out to a stop. You nearly bumped into a wooden dowel which was connected to a shack-like house. And the stench that surrounded the rotten hut was unbearable, even for you. No way he lives in this garbage heap of a home. You pinched your nose, the stench making your eyes slightly water.

You enter anyway, you never let you victim slip past you!

SLAM

The door shut close behind you, the culprit of the loud noise was none other then bob. You panicked, at the mere sight of him, and the large snarl that immersed his face. Maybe letting this victim go wouldn’t be a bad idea.

“Now now, what do we have here?~” he hummed. You took a chance and attempted to pounce on him, only to be knocked on the ground, dust flew around your grounded body. “I knew there was somethin’ off about ya. .those sharp teeth n’ ears. That pale skin.” He growled, digging his claws into your neck. You hissed, pitifully attempting to scratch his face. He threw you onto your stomach and cuffed your hands with his, pinning you to the ground. your stomach pressing against the wooden frame of the floor.

Drool creeped out the sharp corner of his lips, dribbling onto the floor. Hunger took over his eyes, they were blood-shot red. Wanting nothing more than one. Bite. “Well, how the tables have turned. . I Wonder how vampire taste like.~” this was followed by a roar of a laugh. causing you to panic, your eyes going wide in terror. “WAIT-“ you’d screech, but he wasn’t stopping for nobody. .

A sharp pain in your neck, caused you to whine out. Clawing the rotten wooden floor underneath you. He latched his jaw into the flesh of your neck, making sure you couldn’t escape his grasp. His claws dug into your wrist the more you tried kicking him off. No matter how much you squirmed his grip didn’t loosen. This was indeed a grave mistake.

Right when you were about to lose all hope, he ripped his teeth out of your neck causing you to yelp In pain. He licked up the blood that fell on the surface of your neck. “That-thats not fair. .” You said weakly, hardly able to muster up a sentence due to your hunger, and the loss of blood. It wasn’t supposed to go this way. This was supposed to be YOUR prey, not you being HIS PREY. God, it was humiliating.

The large man chuckled above your crippled own. “Taste smokey.” He tittered. You yanked your arms out of his grip, scooting towards a wall. You hissed once more, anger clouded your eyes. You were just hungry. Bob stood were you left him. He glanced at you then his eyes flickered around the room. Picking himself off the ground, he squandered in the living space in search of something. You watched inquisitively, yet still giving him a deathly glare while rubbing your red-lit wrist.

He then reached down to get something, turning and making his way towards you. You’d cower away, hugging the wall that was besides you and squeezing your eye shut. You then felt a soft tap at your shoulder, which caused your eyes to snap open, looking up at the large male.

What he had in the claws of his hand was a limb, he seemed to be offering it to you. ‘He mauled at my neck? Then offers me food? Am I missing something?’ Was you thought, but you snatched it out his hand anyways. Sucking the left over blood that was in the fore-arm. “Just a little hungry thing aren’t cha?” He chuckled, reaching his arm out towards, you causing you to hiss at him. You glanced out the broken window then back at him, he turned back in curiosity of what you were looking at. You took this chance. You threw the limb at the back of his head and ran towards the shattered glass frame. Transforming yourself into a small, winged creature {a bat}, while blue-like smoke surrounded your small body. He didn’t say or do anything about it surprisingly. He stood near the window frame, watching you vanish into the star-lit sky.

Time skip~

Because I’m lazy like that

You did often come by to get a ‘snack’, when you were too tired to catch prey, and he happily obliged! Though, you’d wish he’d put an end to that horrid stench. He also let you stay for a while, or spend the night with him when it wasn’t safe to go out.

You two get more and more attached and start dating! When ever he needed help with ‘getting dinner’, he’d ask you to come along! (He likes your company.) you often pretend you were hurt, fooling your prey to help you out. Only to be surprised.

Bob often spoils you with heavy amount of cuddling and kisses! Sometimes he even lets you bite him, though it’s a bit of a weird feeling for him. Having your blood sucked out of your body. After doing so, you kiss the little souvenir you left on his shoulder better!

He also questions you a lot. Like a lot! They mostly go like this; ‘how does it feel when you transform?’ ‘What happens when human food enters your body? Does it digest?’ ‘Do all vampires sleep in those lil’ coffins?’. Stuff like that! Or he’ll tell you some of his iconic cannibalistic facts! Either answer to his head-aching questions or. . Listen to his on-going facts about the human body. You decide.

Bob collects blood for you! Loads of it. He does not want you going hungry on him! After all you are his little blood-bat.

Mk! That’s it! I apologize if it wasn’t exactly what you wanted!

Hope you enjoyed! Thank you for reading! :D

[pastel-omegas-blog]

How would the original plot work into the hybrid au? Or would it be it's own little thing much more seperate from the og work, with it's on plot? I'm asking cause I wanna know if MC and Marrav were still forced together, if MC still has that God in him, etc etc. The au is super interesting!!!

I'm honestly working out the au, since I'm continuously making little changes, but the hybrid au is completely different from the og timeline with just a few things staying the same. It's explained a bit more on the part two of this that I posted on my quotev.

The first major difference is that Marrav's family is no longer the imperial family, instead their a grand duchy.

I haven't posted anything on the imperial family of this world but the only thing I can say is that their siberian tigers.

Two. There is no god locked up inside the mc this time around, instead it's more focused on his split hybrid self, since he's a sheep hybrid born from a wolf family ( the sheep genes are recessive but he ended up inheriting them) the black lash and bullying he faces and how he struggles to keep his canivorous side in check.

Leon in this au is a bit different as well, unlike the original au where he's trying to take over the empire, in this one he's bored. From birth people have always adored him and he constantly the center of attention because of he's an omega and a cute rabbit hybrid so people never fault him for anything.

In this au he reaches out to mc to satisfy his saviour complex, but ends up obsessing over him to a dangerous degree.

He finds it absolutely fascinating that at any moment the mc can quite literally attack him and eat him up since he lacks control of his canine side and at the same time he likes that mc had become so dependent on him and he can mold the smaller man to be anything he wants.

This au will have much darker themes like slaughter/murder cannibalism, but this au focuses more on Leon and mc.

If you thought Leon was unhinged before, this version of him is just down right disturbing.

Observe.

" pretty amethyst eyes watched as the 'sheep' hybrid seated across from him stared at plate with dread.

" aren't you going to eat ? " The rabbit asked his voice having a chirpy tone it which made the e/c omega's stomach churn in disgust as he struggled to hold down his lunch but he found it difficult with the smell of copper clogging up his nostrils.

Served on the paper white ceramic plate was a slab of meat. Cleanly cut meat with blood still oozing out of it, a very clear indication it was fresh.... Very fresh.

The fear M/N thought he had pushed away came back to put him in a choke hold.

How had Leon managed to get such a horrid thing ? Where had he gotten his hands on fresh meat ?!!

M/N knew Leon was capable of things but he didn't think murder was one of them ! No he couldn't believe the blue haired omega could have the monsterous tendency to end another life, but the proof was staring right back at him.

Looking and smelling o so delicious-

The giggle that left the rabbit's lips snapped the smaller man from his chain of thoughts.

It sounded so beautiful. Like a choir of angels.

" oh my~ if I had known you would be drooling like this I would have brought you more " the larger omega cooed, his words making the other realize that he had I'm fact actually been drooling.

The horrified look that crossed the other's face at this realization made Leon giggle again.

" your always so adorable " he said, his voice having a sickly sweet tone to it.

" now start eating up my little lamb, don't let the hunt I did for you go to waste " the blue haired man chastised like a mother scolding her child.

" If you don't eat up I'll be mad " all the sweet and cheerful emotions left his voice at those words, stone cold eyes boring holes into the smaller omega and M/N felt his body freeze in bone chilling fear.

At that moment he knew there was no escaping unless he obeyed the omega's orders and he wanted to cry at the monster he would soon become "

Here. Hope this helps a bit

[madlymutt]

I’m so nonchalant. Imsofuckkingg hard my briefs r soaked I’m actually twitching I can’t fucking stay still o can’t wrench my hand out from between my legs oh the things this man does to me but. I’m literally nonchalant

I can’t say mad scientist roleplay was ever on my rader but sweet summer child the things I would do to be on his table I need to be under the scapel jfccc I need him to talk ab me like a patient like a morgue-to-be like a slab of meat fucking hell i need a weird geek freak and I need to be so nonchalant and so oblivious because it’s sciences. Under the guise and for the purpose of science Jesus Christ I’m leaking

[amarketedcandybar]

PART 3

"FUEL ROD" Fuel rod the sex master said while inside ham.

"Hello brother." Prince Fuel rod said.

The tension was high as Fuel rod and prime fuel rod looked at each other wanting Ham. Ham laid there wondering what was gonna happened next.

"H-h-hello...?" said blackberry as she walked through the door "is everything alright Prince Fuel Rod?"

"Oh... Blackberry... yes dear everything is fine. I just found my long lost brother fucking some slut with her legs wide open. You know that you're the only one for me blackberry right?" Prince fuel rod said with an angry and begging tone.

"Yes dear, I know" Blackberry said. Little does Prince Fuel Rod know, Blackberry is actually in love with Fuel Rod, the brother of the Prince. She longed for him, but seeing Fuel Rod sleeping with another crush put her into a deep depression.

Ham watched as Prince Fuel Rod and Blackberry talked to each other, wondering why Fuel Rod never talked to her like that. Ham gives up her wet and sopping ham sandwich for free just to get that electric feeling but Fuel Rod doesn't do anything for her besides sex. Now falling in love with his brother Prince Fuel Rod hoping to get the chance to be treated as a real woman and not just some sex toy.

"Ofc you're here, always at the worse time" Fuel Rod said to his Brother.

"I just know perfect timing to see what bitch you're fucking" He says cockily.

"HAM IS NOT A FUCKING BITCH" Fuel Rod yells angrily at Prince Fuel Rod.

"THAT IS NO WAY TO TALK TO YOUR BROTHER" Prince Fuel Rod yelling back.

"WHY DO YOU HAVE TO RUIN EVERYTHING, GOD WHY CANT YOU JUST STAY OUT OF MY PERSONAL LIFE." Fuel Rod howled at Prince Fuel Rod.

"FINE!" Prince Fuel Rod slapped the door while walking out leaving Blackberry behind.

Blackberry just stood there timidly, until she slowly leaves too after Prince Fuel Rod.

Fuel Rod sighs and looks at Hams scared face.

"I'm sorry beautiful I didn't mean to scared you, it's just me and my brother have been like that since I can remember" Fuel Rods says with a disappointed voice.

"It's okay I understand." Ham murmured sweetly while hugging Fuel Rod. "Oh! I can see that your solider is up... ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°), shall.. w-"

Fuel Rod forces Ham down before she could finish her sentence, quickly turning the conversation into a hot and passionate slippery kiss.

"c-c-can I... s-s-suck on your o-o-one eyed monster." Ham quakes.

"Ofc you can my love" Fuel Rod says smirking, watching ham get down on her knees with no clothes on.

"mm~" Fuel Rod thinks "Ham has the curves of a godly goddess. Her perky C cups and her astonishing beauty. Her nipples a light pink, that become red when you tease her, her pink wet pussy, dripping for more. She was all mine" Fuel Rods comprehends inside his mind.

Ham looks up at him and see fuel rod smiling at her, she blushes, her nipples turning redder. With his thrill drill pounding deep into hams enchilada of love, the sensation of her masters ceremony smashing my cervix made ham quake like a tasered slab of chopped liver. The feeling of his love mayonnaise weeping down hams throat has tuna tunnel tears flowing quicker than a gay friend group fucking each other.

Ham conceives from her mind: "My mouth was so full of devil's bagpipe and love mayonnaise, the steamin'

semen was dripping down my chin and onto my tatas. I can't wait to chow down on the steamin' semen from his one-eyed monster." as she starts to beg for more.

"come here baby girl" Fuel Rods states while dragging Ham up onto him. His meaty meat stick at again at full standing. He slid it into her drenched vajussy.

"gasp" Ham moans.

"It was bliss having his piss pipe slid inside me again; stuffing my hatchet wound with a barbie doll just didn't get my fuck trench squirting like it used to." Ham determines inside her consciousness.

Fuel Rod starts to lose battery...

"fuel rod?" Ham quakens, shaking Fuel Rods body "FUEL ROD??"

fuel rod faints...

"FUEL ROD!" Ham yells

To be continued...

[bvd11975]

Lofty... in a good or bad way? Where she was from, it was common for strangers to make use of last names until they became more familiar with one another. It didn't matter how he viewed it, truth was they were still unknown to one another. Which meant she'd do all she could to sidestep his interest in referring to one another as married as much as possible. Just... considering it made her skin crawl. No offense to him even! It was entirely on her end (even if he did creep her out a decent bit).

"O-Oh... maybe it works differently here?" Or maybe he just worked differently. But Nestor wasn't about to accuse him of anything of the sort. Not when his power could potentially prevent her from getting home. "Bonded means... it's a lot more than that, where I'm from." Oh no. No, no, no. She did not want to have to explain the emotional and physical applications that came with an intimate bond. "I don't recall giving you my heart...? I apologize if you thought otherwise? I-I... um, marriage comes after befriending or courting another. When both parties are comfortable and know one another well - and share a mutual attraction and all that. Y-You know? Is it different on your world?" Or was he just different?

Nervously the agent wrung her hands together as she grew more anxious. He knew what marriage was, then. He just basically hit fast forward with lightning speed. She was... vaguely flattered, in some fucked up way. But it certainly didn't mean she wanted to marry him. Especially not like this. She didn't know one thing about him beyond being a sharp dresser and having a very potent power.

One that she now knew he wasn't using alongside witches, per-say, but on their behalf. Witches were-- they were dead here? No. No! That was her clear ticket to reconnecting swiftly with her home for an extraction! Her fingers clutched one another at the realization she would be stuck with him longer than she really felt comfortable. There was only navigating this Regulus Corneas, she suspected.

"I never thought I'd live to see a world without a single witch..." It was terrible. All her life, witches from near and afar plagued her - with good intentions, even if it didn't always appear that way. Her mentor's closest friend was a witch, one that looked out for Nestor to this day. She only hoped she could find her all the way out here. It was unknown to Nestor just what witches may be like on this particular planet, considering they came so varied based on the state of things. She just hoped his effort to return witches would be a success-- they brought a necessary balance that only they could achieve.

...And the agent suspected Regulus Corneas could use a bit of a check in. Having this much power, both in abilities and position, may just be influencing him in what he believed was his to take. Which would explain how he eyed her initially like a slab of meat.

Her attention directed upwards to see for the first time a dragon in the flesh. Huge and-- and pretty. Amber eyes sparkled silently in awe to see such a wonder, almost too captivated to focus on the fact the two were bickering. Only to be pulled from her daze when he scooped her back up into his arm, a small yelp escaping her lips in the process.

But this dragon, she spoke of a wedding. So he truly did this more than once? How many times? How many weddings? This was less flattering by the second, actually. A thing that hardly mattered when he issued his order. "W-What you're going to des-- wait, the town hasn't done anything! I doubt they even knew we were here!" Minus right now, giant dragon and all that. "Please don't hurt them!" The small agent peered over into the direction of the town - full of people, of little stories and lives that had no idea they may just all end. Her gaze shifted back to Regulus then, pleading louder than her words did.

It was likely she just showed her hand then. How easily she was swayed to protect others, regardless if she even knew who or what they were. Even this dragon and this Greed fellow she'd protect unless it was necessary not to. "Isn't it more of a waste to use all that power on such fragile beings?" Wouldn't the witches prefer it if he stomped out challengers? That town was hardly a challenge. Hardly anything at all.

— what a woman!

Truly his greedy nature has not allowed him to make a mistake this time in his life, this was truly a delightful little treasure he has found and it was one that he held no intentions of letting go off, not when he was about ready to destroy this town they were within and overturn the land and settle it back to merely remove it, and make it as if the people here, the homes, the lives, everything. It did not matter to someone like him, because nothing did, when he found something he wanted. Something he truly wanted.

Who was going to stop him.

“Sir Corneas? That is quite the lofty title?”

As he would swirl his hand through the air for the moment and think about it, that was – he was not a knight, he stomped on knights that came for him and killed them, ending them there and then and showing them all that there lives with the blade, all those years and all the hardships they had to go through to become as strong and as talented as they are, it was all pointless within the end, was it not, because how on earth could they even get close to him, when all he had to do was look at them and there lives would end, making it all rather pointless even more so for all of the time and effort they had out into their cause.

Worthless.

Humans truly are worthless little creatures. 

“We have bonded, have we not? We exchanged names, titles and hearts with one another, we are together now?” They are one now, she was connected to him and when he found a new wife, he layered the protections onto them and ensured their heart was safe and secure within himself, meaning that as she has seen.

— she cannot die.

Her time was frozen, it would not move, it would not shift, it would remain like that until he managed to find another wife for himself, but that would be a few more months away, he had a nice number as it was, his power only increased with each heart he takes and now his time had truly extended into the unlimited area that he could truly do anything and everything he wished, his greed. He only truly needed two wives and himself, but how was that ever going to be more than enough for someone such as himself, how was that ever truly going to be enough for him now that he was within the hundreds now and with this latest one, he was truly being a greedy little sinner.

“Working alongside witches, you are a humorous little one, very humorous, they are dead, I serve them in their place now, to try and usher one to return, the world, alas, is so broken and lost without them.” As he sniffed the air for the moment and would narrow his eyes. “You speak the truth.” Her scent, he could catch it and if he could catch it and be drawn to it, there was others out there that would quickly bring some issues here and now.

“We can get to know one another on our lift back to my kingdom –”

And with that the skies would darken for the moment, the dragon would be seen as it just freely landed right down before them, crushing buildings and humans alike as he looked up and would slap his face.

“Capella!!!!” A harsh scream from him to the creature, that was large, impossibly so, that seemed to stretch for a mile at least, as he gritted his teeth. “What, you asked for a lift, so here I am!” It spoke back, blowing out smoke that separated before coming anywhere near him and his new wife, blowing around them and destroying everything that was not them.

“I said dragon, a dragon, not you, just one of your servants.” This was awful. “You never invite me to your weddings! So this is my ticket into one!” He grunted for a moment as he quickly picked the women up and jumped to land on the snout of the beast, kicking his heels back and forth to clean them off Capella snout before he jumped up onto her head and walked down onto her back.

“Fine, fine, whatever, just destroy this place and get me back to my kingdom as quickly as possible, I cannot have any time being wasted.”

[raythecomputerart]

Sketch dump part 2! So this is the continuing effort of sketching out all my oc’s for my story (only 3 more and I’ll have gotten the main 9!) So this is my sweet little witch Louise and my even sweeter water dragon Ranaan!

[eldritch-spouse]

WAIT JESUS CHRIST PINNIE HAVE WE EVER HAD A FIC WITH FANK-E??

I mean- *COUGH*- I've searched high and low and I've come back from a fruitless voyage... Now all I really want is a little something where Fank-E just drills into their S/O's pussy/ass real nicely... Holy shit, vibrating intercourse combo tho 👀

Or just... Fank-E and his S/O vibing. S/O teaches him stuff he can't learn on the web, Fank-E watching in awe as his little squishy does something any normal human being does, showering his lil qt in praises, failing miserably at flirtation, whatever the fuck- I never realised it, but I'm starved of Fank-E content,,,, :c

[Ahahhh yeah, there's some characters I should write for more, tbh. Also, I want to apologize in advance, because Fank-e exclusively speaks in broken l33t and your reading experience will be most painful... Fem reader.]

TW: Starts as dub-con, becomes consensual.

" 4Nd D1S h3r3 1s t3H G4rD3N! "

You blink, still very much holding onto the rave stick you were gifted. It's quiet outside, foggy, but peaceful. This might be the best part of the tour yet.

The tour your captor is giving you of the place he intends to keep you in. Because that makes sense. That's totally not counter-productive. Maybe he's just that cocky that you won't make it. The nerve. Well, for now, you're just happy to not be inside anymore. Inside that horrific, reality-defying building, where everyone is committing the wildest atrocities you've ever seen and looking at you like you're a slab of meat or a fucktoy on legs. You know, deep in your heart, that the only reason no one laid a single hand on you throughout this "tour" is because Fank-e had a hand on you the entire time. A strong hand, in fact, the type of vise grip that would sooner dislocate your shoulder than allow someone else to pry you off his grasp. Much as it is depressing to think about the current situation, you're safe, for now.

And to think that, in the end, you survived thus far not because of your self-defense classes, not because you're fast or strong or witty, but in fact, because you were dressed for a rave party. That's right, you got abducted as you were leaving for a party, dressed to the nines in typical bright eyesore fashion... You remember the terror of being lumped into a truck with a bunch of other random humans, whose whereabouts are unknown to you currently, of being dragged and pushed inside this fantastical building, a myriad of strange monsters evaluating all of you like discount products.

Then this fucking sore thumb of a robot shows up, speech like a buzzing alarm, covered in swirls of color, making goo-goo eyes at everyone before he squeals like a dying animal at the sight of you. You were scooped out of the horrified crowd like a plushie plucked by a claw machine. And that's when you met Fank-e, who is essentially your savior. Is he aware of that? Debatable, but staying in his good graces might be a good bet, which is why you're not trying to dash out right now. You're sure he could catch up quickly anyway.

A large gray hand swipes before your face.

" KUuc00, AnY0N3 TH3R3?? "

You jump, naturally. " Ah? Yes, I'm just... Curious. This part seems much calm- "

SCREE-

As if the cosmos had heard you, before you could finish that sentence, an ear-piercing shriek cuts through the air. And, seemingly out of nowhere, a grayish monster creature collapses on a bed of flowers. Flowers which, for some unknown fucked up reason, run away from the impact. Yeah. Okay. Nonetheless, you've never seen a critter like that. It's made of stone? Horns? Holy shit, is that actually a gargoy-

Something else plummets on top of it. Another monster who just launched itself... From the roof? This one's like some sort of overgrown flower, with a long meaty neck and a fluffed tail. The gargoyle howls in what you assume is pain and the two start brawling, all teeth and claws and raw fury.

Nevermind, this entire fucking place is cursed.

A tiny flower with legs brushes past your ankle as it runs away and you scream, launching yourself at your captor. Oh God. Oh fuck. You hate this entire place. It's haunted. It's vile.

" H4H4, u R 5o S1LLY! :P "

Large servos clutch you harder against the robot's frame. The previously tiny blush lines on his visor have turned bright pink, increasing in size. You wonder if that's a conscious choice from him, to emote things that are normally involuntary in people. You don't know how that makes you feel.

The large... Machine? Appears to sense your discomfort, giving you a couple of mildly uncomfortable head pats while the two of you watch half-feral monsters attempt to gut each other.

" Fank-e? " You think that's his name.

" Y3s? "

" Is this... Normal? "

" Tot4LLY. " He says this with the most serene expression ever.

" Uhuh. "

A couple of minutes pass, both garden-variety abominations butting heads violently. You're not the only ones watching, at least one odd deer-thing and several other gargoyles are looming in the distance. Fank-e is cheering someone on, but his speech patterns are already so jumbled normally, you can't hope to make out what he's saying when the robot's excited. What the fuck is your life anymore.

At some point, a loud groan cuts through the air. It sounds exasperated, transmitting the burnt-out energy of a babysitter who really hates their job. You have no choice but to gawk when the bench, who you could swear was just that, unfurls into a gangly mess of gray limbs topped by a massive, tooth-filled chest. What in God's name is that one supposed to be? How can Fank-e be so calm?!

The creature, whatever the fuck it is, lumbers past you and the robot without a single glance, heading towards the wrestling pair. Just as you think it's about to eat the smaller ones, the thing lets out a raging snarl of a noise, long arms prying gargoyle and... "Plant" aside. The stone monster has several dents and something has been stabbed into the green one's leg. The chest-headed monster sighs, groans, then sets the winged one down, making a dismissive "shoo" motion. The gargoyle appears to huff, a glare spared towards the hissing thing wriggling in protest before it clumsily takes flight.

Oddly enough, he- Well, it has no breasts and wears a long loincloth, so you're assuming it's male- Doesn't release the long-necked menace, trudging back the way he came with the thrashing being at arm's length.

" g00d J0b, 5yB! " Fank-e offers a thumbs-up when the monster passes by, making it sigh and nod towards the robot. You can finally see his glowing yellow eyes, submerged in a sea of damp darkness. They're inside his mouth, ew. Regardless, he's staring quizzically at your figure and you don't like it.

What did he call this guy again? " ... Syb? "

" mhM! " The robot nods. " he'2 my K0w0rK3r! "

Coworker?! That fucking dude?! " Ah... "

" ... Her. " Syb grunts quietly, jolting the ever-loving Christ out of you. A shackled wrist rises to point at you. Honestly, you just want distance from the croaking, twisting thing in his other hand.

" R19hT! " You're pushed forward a bit, much to your displeasure. Syb glances at you with weighed ambivalence. Oh God, is he going to hand you to this massive, toothy creature? " Syb45t1AN, 7H1s 1S mY qt-π! "

Both you and the other blink. " Uh... I'm your what? "

Sybastian shakes his head, as if having decided that he's not going to waste more time trying to comprehend the situation, sparing you another look, a painful one this time. Probably because you're wearing very bright clothes and it's still dark outside. In fact, both you and Fank-e must be eyesores to literally everyone right now. The monster nods and drags the screaming critter in his arms out of sight. Ah... Well... That's that then.

You turn, glancing out of curiosity to try and see what'll happen next, but are swiftly halted by a pair of hands on your hips dragging you back towards a metal body. Fank-e's head curls into view upside-down, the crude green face on his visor twists to be at the right angle however.

" U'r3 T3H Kut3St 5ku1shY 3v3r! "

Squishy? Couldn't this jackass just... Well, you don't know, install Microsoft Sam as his voicebank or something?

" Thanks... "

He laughs, grabby hands quickly groping at several sections of your form. There's a bit of child-like wonder at first, but it quickly turns into a lascivious action the more he's allowed to knead at your tummy, run cold hands up your sides and play with your tits through the fabric. You're frozen, unsure if you should let this go on. Would he stop if you told him to? Is there a benefit to this? He's... Kind of cute, in a really quirky way. But you're not here of your own volition and he's ultimately part of the problem.

" i k4'Nt w4IT 2 5h0W U 2 4ddy! " The robot interrupts your internal dilemma. Who's "Addy"? You don't want to admit it, but being palmed so eagerly by this perverted idiot looking at you like he's starstruck is arousing you. Maybe it's the accumulated adrenaline of all you've gone through tonight, maybe it's loneliness, you did want to make friends at that party... Or it could just be you looking for some sort of escapism.

Eitherway, you stop squirming when Fank-e's digits poke at the edge of your black ripped shorts.

" my 5kU1Shy... " He murmurs, or at least that's what you think it was meant to be, he's still rather loud. His fingers drum pensively on your skin, the expression on his visor winks at you while the hem of your clothes is teasingly flirted with. You just met this dude, in the worst possible circumstances, and yet, you're seriously considering letting him do this. Amazing.

Reality snaps through the fog of hormones and you glance around, suddenly feeling very exposed in spite of still having your outfit fully on. " Wait- Hold on, someone'll see... " Maybe that strange chest monster will come back. Now that you think about it, people aren't subtle about what they're doing inside this establishment either. But it still feels risky, wrong-

Kinda hot. God damn it.

" LM40, wh0 c4r3S? " A static-filled cackle rings out, you're half-convinced he's being loud on purpose now. " 1'm N07 SH4R1n9. ;P "

That's not really the confirmation your logical side wanted to hear, but the hormonal one that always kind of wanted to show off is howling in approval. His hand suddenly zips into your shorts.

" Fank-e! "

" O0P513 d41sy~! "

Bastard.

With a burning face and an equally heated situation near his hand, you cave. " Fine! Make it fast. "

The figure on his visor turns into a heart. " 1S 7H@ 4 ch4lL3n93? "

No. No God, it is not.

Nonetheless, the robot appears to take it as one, because your panties are quickly shoved out of the way and he's tracing at your lips with fast, greedy little motions. The sudden stimulus makes you twitch, but when corralled against a comparatively hulking frame, there's not much space to squirm with. As soon as Fank-e makes the trip back to your clit, there's the faint sound of a click somewhere, then a jolt of sensation.

Holy shit, his fingers vibrate. Because of course they do. Why wouldn't they? This guy sounds like he wouldn't pass up the opportunity to have somet- " Ahn! Ohh fuh- "

Maybe it was a mistake to tell him to "make it fast", the pervy machine isn't sparing you any gentleness in terms of intensity. He doesn't even have to move his servos much, you're already clenching your legs and shaking lightly.

Robotic humming is heard from somewhere, you're not really too focused on that, until a phone is shoved in your face. It's sudden enough to make you peel back and bonk your head on a metal chest, to which Fank-e laughs.

" H3re! 1 w4n7 U 2 P1Ck 1. "

A muddled mind struggles to keep up, until you realize what it is that you're staring at. Dicks. More specifically, attachable, artificial genitals with a variety of designs. Several sizes, with gradients and textures and- Fucking Hell, could he stop fingering you for two seconds?! That's a lot of options though, you feel yourself getting wetter just thinking about some. All of them appear to have the same "port" so to speak, something you presume means they're compatible with him. He has a dick then. Huh. Good.

Wait, focus- He wants you to pick.

" Uuhhhn- " Did he just turn the intensity up again? Son of a bitch, you can't even think.

Fank-e frowns at your lack of answer, though the emote is wiped off as he seemingly gets an eureka moment and starts typing something furiously, albeit accurately, with his free hand. Lord, you just want to come already.

" 0h!! i Kn0, u wan7 1 0f 7h3S3 7H3N? :3 "

The phone is pushed back into your line of sight. Instead of cocks, you are now glancing at a sea of what you can only describe as "robussy". Just as colorful and weirdly customizable as the male set. But why- Oh, he thinks this is your preference. Honestly, who cares? If he can make you feel this good with basically no effort, you're sold no matter the set.

" I- A-Ah-! " You attempt to speak through the digits now gliding mercilessly against your g-spot, only succeeding in gasping and tearing up. " C-Can we pick mmf- Later? " You're going to browse all of those like a family dad does the morning paper.

" 5ure 7H1n9! "

His thumb joins the party, nudging at your clit in a position only someone incapable of cramping their wrist could ever achieve. Already dripping and moaning, it's only a matter of seconds before you buck your hips, clang against his upper body and probably make a very embarrassing expression while clipped moans and whimpers carry you through your very fast orgasm. Those fingers never cease, Fank-e appears to be silently studying the process.

In this dazed state, you could never hope to spot the tiny red dot at the corner of his visor, indicating that he's clearly recording the events unfolding.

The robot only stops when you start nearly hyperventilating from overstimulation. Holy shit. You've never come that hard that fast before.

A thankfully clean thumb smooths something on your cheek. Ah yes, another sticker, as if you weren't already half-covered in them. " L0L KuT3. <:] " He comments on the look of your disheveled face.

Before you can even try to start righting yourself, the robot's hand is off your shorts and he pushes your legs apart slightly, adjusting position so that something can wedge between them.

Is that...

It's quite literally a rainbow-colored cock. The size makes you gulp.

" 1 Be7 1 k4N d0 f45t3R TH4N th@. "

Oh boy.

[kokomis-gf]

❝Can I Try Again, Try Again?❞-Hanma Shuuji

Warning ————o Angst, Smut, Love Confession In The Rain, Mitski, Not Edited

A/N ————o This Is Actually One Of My Favorite Mitski Songs. Pink In The Night is what it’s called if you all wanna know:D

Pairing ————o Hanma Shuuji X fem!Reader

He always kissed you like you were a slab of meat. Like you were just there for his pleasure and nothing else. So maybe that’s why it hurt when he started to kiss you more fondly, almost as if he began to start getting attached.

“…fuck” he moaned out thrusting up into you. He loved seeing the faces you made when you came onto his cock. He shoved his face into your soft hair, feeling the curls of it as he kissed your neck. You grabbed onto the back of his neck as he pulled away from your neck and looked onto your face, he grabbed your jaw softly before pressing small kisses to the sides of your lips before completely kissing you on your soft lips.

You looked confused but let him kiss your lips, smiling into it. You remembered the time you had told him you loved him truly but he quickly rejected you.

“Shuuji….I think that I might…love you” you looked away from his face. “No.” You looked at him quickly once again “no?” He scoffed in your face, “this isn’t what was part of fucking. Because last time I checked falling for me like we’re both in a teen romance comedy. If you actually fell for me then we’ll have to stop. I’m not interested in you.” He flexed when he tried to move away from you.

“W-wait shit. Yeah Sh-Hanma I was just joking cmon we don’t have to stop anything…” you grabbed onto his bicep, trying to stop him but he quickly stopped on his own. “Fine then. But if you fall for me again or some shit, I’m done” he continued to look at you with that agonizing cruel and cold gaze that made your hearts break as you continues looking at him

But that was a few months back, and you both unspokenly decided to not ever talk about this embarrassing moment. So as he began to treat you softer you started to fall for him even more with the tiniest bit of hatred and resentment towards him. As he took you out to dinner without usually leaving you half way of just forgetting I general and took you out shopping instead of having one of his men go with you.

Him and you walked in the drizzling rain with and umbrella on top of only you, for it couldn’t fit the both of you. “Thanks again, Shuji for taking me shopping again…” you mumbled into into his arm. “Don’t worry about it, it’s nothing…” You had finally decided to confront him and say that you loved him even if he didn’t. “Shu…I know that you said if I still have feelings for you, that you’d leave…but I don’t care anymore. I’m still in love with you, these feel-“ You were cut off by his lips pressing against your soft lips.

“I know that I’ve kissed you before, but…I didn’t do it right. Can I try again?” He out soft kisses onto every part of your face, forgetting the umbrella as it fell onto the wet cement, rain fretting your hair by getting it wet. “I love you. I love you. I love you” He whispered into your face. Once you’ve gotten over your initial shock of his confession you brought your hands into his wet hair.

As you giggled because of the kisses he put into your wet face, he pressed one last kiss onto your eyelid before stopping. “You said you didn’t want to be in a teen romance comedy and look…you just confessed in the fucking rain”

You smiled then he smiled, before walking down the street, hand in hand and smiling with the biggest smile.

[8bitpizzacoupons]

Ooh I have some actually!

Faith's teeth were messed up (possibly from her past drug use? Idr if they ever specified what she was on or for how long) and Joseph got her veneers. It's one of the many ways he "saved" her and kept her personally indebted to him, but also keeps her dependant on Eden's Gate and their financial support cuz those things require maintenance every couple of years. Also her having straight, white teeth makes her more conventially attractive and helps to prop her up as the pure, beautiful angel of the Seed family.

Jacob Seed's got at least one chipper tooth from biting directly into a big slab o meat and hitting an animal bone.

John used to have a tooth gap but got it """fixed""" like a COWARD

opinions on the seed siblings teeth. sound off.

‼️ THIS INCLUDES FAITH SEED ‼️

[all-about-seggs]

Honey Thighs -

Nanami Kento + Gojo Satoru + Geto Suguru with a female S!o with thick thighs

┗Fandom: Jujutsu kaisen

┗Warnings: Smut, some display of inappropriate public behaviour, face riding, oral (female receiving) ya'know, the usual.

┗A/n: this is self indulgent af but I wanted to try my hand at some short headcanons bc I've been stuck at the WIP's I'm working on at the moment 😩 hopefully I'll be able to come up with a satisfactory ending for them.

┗Gojo Satoru

Frisky

There is so much touching. Like he can't keep his hands off of your soft jiggly flesh.

His hand is always on top of your thigh whenever you two are sitting side by side. The place doesn't matter he's not gonna let any chance he gets to feel you up.

He has no shame

Will blow off a few flirty whistles everytime you pass him by or he sees you in public.

Some playful smacks and pinches here and there.

Eyeballs your ass in the most exaggerated way that would make any actual catcallers back off.

The way his large hands snake up your knees and rest just below your hip to give it a good squeeze always leave you turned on.

But being the little shit he is, this touchy feely session always ends up with Satoru bailing out on your flushed needy state.

But on a serious note, if he sees your bare thighs then he will BiTe.

Thigh hickies!

No matter how much you weigh or your stature, he will manhandle your ass and pussy until you're all dizzy.

Totally discovered his asphyxiation kink when you suffocated him with your thighs around him.

Crush his skull, smother him pls sit on his face he'll die a happy death.

┗Nanami Kento

The world may think of him as a gentleman, even he may claim to be one but if anyone could see behind his glasses, then they'd know that he actually looks at your plush legs 90% of the time when you are around.

Nanami is still classy in his own way tho.

Staring at the way they move when you walk or how they pudge everytime you sit. It's all so mouth watering.

He won't admit it out loud but he loves it when you sit in his lap.

Something about feeling your weight on him gives him a sense of security and nothing helps him relax as much as having your soft body next to him.

Moving on to the dirtier part, he loves all the positions where he can spread you out the most.

Locking his hands under your knees and pushing your legs flush to you chest gives Nanami the best view of your sweet flesh.

Even before your cunt he licks your inner thighs clean, leaving a trail of butterfly kisses all the way to your wet folds.

He can't help but want to gobble you up like the snack you are.

┗Geto Suguru

He lives for the the classic ' head on your comfy lap' thing.

You're his favourite pillow and whenever you two have the time he likes using your soft thighs to take a small nap.

Rip your numb thighs tho

Even if he's a criminal he still has to keep up appearances so he prefers to do the more elicit activities for when the two of you are alone.

If there is any day where you talk shit about your thick thighs, Suguru will be the first to tell you how that is your charm point.

Don't believe him?

Then he'll just prove it using his own body.

Cue a heated session of mirror sex where he fucks you all the while showing you each and every inch of your pretty body.

Cursed are those who dare to catcall you or harrass you or stare at you like a slab of meat bc if Suguru is around he will, quite literally turn them into puny little sewer rats if it weren't for your intervening.

Not that you'll be able to tell, but the barest and tasteful flashes of skin drives him into a frenzy.

His compliments are sweet but as soon as you turn around, his slitted eyes drink up all the tiny details from your ass to your knees.

He had already memorised all of your dips and curves but quietly admiring your body that's just so perfect to him has become his way of appreciating you just as you are.

[lizandbo]

cuddling w/ mha bois<3

Kirishima

-ok, but like c’mon this man is the fcuking definition of “cuddles4life”

- the best cuddles by far

- if he would be goin in the contest for who’s the best cuddling partner it would be him

- i would like to think either he loves spooning you or/ and facing each other and talking about whatever the fuck ya want and give occasional kisses n pecks

- he loves to cuddle you, anytime and anywhere he could get his cuddles he would

- in his sleep, he would sprawl out like a mf starfish

- numerous of times he pushed you off the bed becuase of it

- it wasn’t fun when he woke up, and see you weren’t there...so was trying to look for you cuz like...he needs his cuddlingz>:O

- but then he stepped on you, trampled a bit, left for you to fucking perish from being stepped on like a mcfucking rat

- so yeah you def woke up then

- anyway, besides you dying on the ground... comfort cuddling is a fuckin must

- always always always cuddles when you have a bad day

- cuddles everyday

- if you dont like cuddling well to fucking bad becuase here we are cuddling

- wait why did i say if you dont like cuddling..then why are you even reading about this, this is everything about cuddling

wtf is wrong with me

- completely covers you, no matter what, tall? Short? Extra meat on your bones? Who the fuck cares, he’s still cuddling you

- its his mission to cuddle you

- hugs are a must too

- also i headcanon he has to have a fan while sleeping too

bakugo

- when you asked for cuddles, he questioned “what the hell is that, a fighting move or sometin?”

- like, bro...never heard of C U D D L I N G?!

- he didnt really like cuddling at first, he didnt know what to do, where did he put his clammy ass hands? am i holding them too tight?

-its this whole big ordeal about him being stiff as a fucking board, and then he got too hot cuz he’s a human heater

- i almost said human eater

- BUT! After a month or so, he got the gist of it:)

- likes when your head is on his chest and vice versa

- but normally he wakes up weird, there is no telling if he’s gonna have a sleepy pillow fight with you while he’s sleeping because he still is dangerous in his fucking SLEEP

- softly talks in his sleep too

- but its not softly cuz like, god damnnn does he have a gravely voice

- its concerning? At least for meXD

- he also likes to lay on your thighs and lay his head on your stomach

- sweats in bed:( I’m sorry but he does

- every morning has sweat in the fucking bed

- you guys have no blanket, but yet he still fucking sweats

- anyways, I think he would be a light sleeper, so if you move in bed too much...he will wake you up and telling you that you woke him up

- but your like?? Ok, i woke you but why you have to wake me?? Bitch??

- but in his god damn peabrain thinks its a win win so;-;

- he wouldn’t cuddle during the day tho, he has a reputation to keep up

Midoriya

- flustered boi

- he’s a very cuddly person but at the same time tho, he doesnt know what to do

- i feel liek when he was a child, ya know how Inko was very close (and still very close) to midoriya?well, maybe they cuddled together?

- when he was having a bad day or somethinf

- he fucking LOVES cuddling

- he mumbles and rambles while cuddling a lot too

- either It would be hero’s, how much he loves you, etc

- basically everything under the fucking sun

- cuddles give his anxiousness a break for once

- his favorite position is liek hugging you built cuddling at the same time, does that make senseXD

- he has a lot snacks in the bed so he gets nasty ass crumbs in the bed

- but he does feed you snack at the same time so, how could you say no?

- late night snacks is a yes

- the snack choice is yours

- ok idk why this popped into my head..by what if they have like all might themed..goldfish or like teddy gram cracker thingys ya know?

- if they are real he would def have them

- looks at his phone at night too, so he would have one arm around you and scrolling on his phone:)

- while your here to fucking die like a mf shriveled up rat, suffocated from izuku’s neck

- ok, i never cuddled anyone but, everyone said I shove their heads into their s/o neck, but like wouldn’t they just cant breathe?

- I’m curiousXD

- ok this is about you and izuku cuddling not MY FUCKING THOUGHTS

- anyway, yeah, izuku loves to hold you in his arms, it makes you actually feel real

Todoroki

- stiff as a motherfuckin stone slab

- he doesnt know what to do when someone is touching him becuase he is a touch starved baby:(

- hair messy in the mornings too

- just like Bakugo, he would question what the fuck is cuddling

- i feel like he would find cuddling fun and precious becuase he never experienced it

- the only ’affection‘ that he would ever get was form Fuyumi, but it wasn’t really affection

- he has seen so many toxic relationships, cuddling never was spoken of

- BUT NOW HE KNOWS AND LOVES

- plus once you do it daily, he’s gonna act pretty pouty when you leave from a cuddling session

- but still has that stoic face™

- he likes spooning, he doesnt care if he is a lil spoon or a big one

- he really loves anything but..he does really like spooning

- it would be very...quiet

- it doesnt matter if you are cuddling in the middle of the day or at night

- he’s more a listener than a speaker, this might be obvious but oh well

- I just think he would love cuddles but if anyone interrupts then he’s gonna be more upset cuz liek...HE LOVES OYU AND WANNA HAVE THE BEST TIME IN THE WORLD WITH YOU-

- he’s a real simp for ya btw

denki

- movies + cuddling = Y E S

- he always has movies as a background becuase he doesnt really like silence

- he doesnt care if he sweats, he will have the blanket either way

- also a blanket hogger

- it would be good at some point becuase you wouldn’t sweat like him

- back to the movie part, he always watches the same damn thing over and over again

- to the point that he knows all the lyrics to multiple movies

- his favoircuddling position is when he’s on top of you

- I’m sorry but he sprawls like mf starfish too

- soemtimes you cant breathe...but we aint talking bout thattttt:)

- plays monster’s inc A LOT

- no matter how many fucking times he sees it, he still laughs in the funny parts of the movie like a fucking hyena

- plays video games a lot so hes gonna have a bunch of video game dates with you

-Mario cart and cuddles? Yes fucking please

- sign me the fuck up

- also the best at Mario cats and 60 seconds

- even tho you both are up at like 2AM playing video games and cuddling each other likethe life depends on you guys

- you.are.cuddling.no.matter.fucking.WHAT

- he likes to interlock his finngers too

- he ALSO (once againXD) likes to zap you for no fucking reason

- fucked up prick >:(

[looooooooomis]

F I N A L  G I R L  |  T H R E E

You were his final girl.  And there was no chance in hell that anyone or anything was going to mess that up.

p a r t   t h r e e  |  j e a l o u s y

masterlist here

pairing: Billy Loomis x f!reader word count: 4.3k warnings: angst tbh. and not the healthiest relationship but ya know what it’s billy so we persevere, unwanted advances, more angst x

I had a request for a jealous billy, so I hope you like my take on it x

That was the third time in the last thirty minutes that Steve Shit-For-Brains Orth touched you. Three fucking times. The first two times he was willing to look past but the third? Fuck no. The asshole, who was sitting with his clunky arm on the back of your chair, had not-so-casually rubbed his thumb along your spine, inciting a rather surprised look from you and a rather murderous one from Billy.

Of course, Steve couldn’t see the rage practically oozing from Billy, but boy was it there. Especially when you went out of your way to lean further into your desk as though to avoid his grabby little hands.

But that didn’t stop Steve.

Billy could see the frustration on your face as you fought to keep your cool in front of your classmates as his hand dipped beneath the desk to give your thigh a firm squeeze.

The same thighs that Billy’s face had been buried in just this morning.

All Billy saw was red as you pushed Steve’s hand away, muttering something to him under your breath before raising your hand to excuse yourself. With an anger so palpable radiating from his every pore, Billy watched you leave the classroom and thought of the various ways he could kill that fucker before you returned.

“Billy,” the girl, Sam, he’d been paired up with groused, “are you even paying attention?”

“No,” he simply said, barely hearing her above the sound of his own blood coursing to his ears. “Sorry.”

He wasn’t sorry, of course, only irate. The vein in his neck pulsed against his skin as his blood pressure skyrocketed. This was the type of thing that drove him to the brink of insanity when it came to having to keep the two of you a secret for the sake of his plan. It was bad enough that he couldn’t parade you around like he wanted to, even worse that he knew, deep down, that your little arrangement hurt you beyond belief – but this? Watching you get pawed by these dickheads all the while he was forced to take a backseat?

He couldn’t stomach it.

His knuckles were white from the grip he had on his pencil but even as he felt it splinter off into his palm, his grip never waned. Not for a second. It was either that or kill Steve Orth and, while that sounded great, he couldn’t. Not yet, at least.

Just as the pressure of the pencil in his hand got to be too much, you waltzed back into the room with your head held high, seemingly unfazed by the naked eye – but Billy saw right through it. He knew you, more than either of you would like to admit, and he could see the irritation as clear as day in those gorgeous eyes of yours as Steve smirked playfully up at you from where he sat.

Subtly, you gave Billy a gentle nod, silently talking him down from doing anything stupid in the middle of the classroom, before taking your seat yet again.

Thankfully, Steve managed to keep his hands off of you for the remainder of the class but, unbeknownst to both you and Steve, that assholes fate had been sealed. Billy might not have been able to do anything to him yet, but he would. And he was going to enjoy every second of it.

The bell eventually rang out and Billy, wasting no time at all, pushed himself off of his desk and walked up beside you. “You okay?” He asked, but his eyes were trained on Steve who was much too busy high-fiving one of his friends to notice Billy’s murderous stare.

“I’m fine, Billy,” you laughed, “he’s an idiot, but he’s a harmless idiot.”

“Harmless?” Billy’s voice was low and impressively tame considering the fact that beneath it all, his blood was boiling. “He has no right to touch you.”

Glancing over your shoulder you smiled at one of the other cheerleaders before looking back at Billy. “I appreciate the concern, Billy, but I’m fine.”

That casual tone of yours just about killed him every single time. It was a punch to the gut compared the woman he had all to himself behind closed doors. This version of you, this censored version, was just a part of the charade, he knew that much, but that didn’t mean he had to like it.

The rest of your classmates slowly filtered out of the room, eventually leaving you and Billy alone as you tossed your notebook into your bag. That weighty stare of his was ever present, but you pretended not to notice in fear of someone walking in. Billy Loomis was a lot of things, but subtle, he was not.

At least where you were concerned.

“That’s bullshit,” he seethed, “someone ought to show that fucker he can’t just go around touching what isn’t his. He—”

“What isn’t his?” A bitter laugh tumbled out of your lips. “I’m not a piece of fucking meat, Billy. I’m not his, sure, but I’m not yours, either.”

You watched the muscle in Billy’s jaw clench and that vein in his neck that always seemed to swell whilst he was under pressure visibly strained and pulsed before your very eyes. “I didn’t say you were,” he muttered, “I just meant that he needs to learn some respect.”

“He does,” you agreed, “but that’s not your job to teach him.”

Leaning against the desk, he ran a hand through his hair and glowered across at you. “I could tell it bothered you, so why the hell are you defending him?”

You rolled your eyes and swung your bag over your shoulder. “I’m not defending him, Billy. Steve’s an asshole, we all know this, but I don’t want you to get in shit thinking it’s your job to defend me. I can look after myself, Billy. I promise.” With another futile glance towards the door, you reached forward and gently ran your thumbnail against his bottom lip. “Besides, you’re too cute for a fistfight.”

Upon dropping your hand back down at your side, Billy caught it and gave it a squeeze. “I can’t help it if I get heated about all these assholes. Look at you.”

“You can help it, actually,” you laughed. “Don’t engage, first off. And, secondly,” you leaned in a little closer so that your lips were dangerously close to his ear, “try to remember who it is I’m fucking at the end of the day, hmm?” You pulled away and offered him a quick wink before walking out of the classroom. “See you at lunch, Loomis.”

»»-------------¤-------------««

“All I’m saying is that if he didn’t want me giving sage advice to those renting a fucking movie, then why hire me in the first place?” Randy asked with a casual shrug of his shoulders.

You, Tatum, Sid and Randy were all outside eating at the fountain whilst waiting for the other two idiots to join. Pushing your sunglasses further up your nose you smirked across at Randy. “Randy, you told the guy not to rent the movie. Your job is to make people want to watch these movies.” You popped a carrot into your mouth. “How you’re still employed is truly a mystery.”

“That’s the thing,” he laughed, “he fired me!”

“Shocking,” Sid chuckled, “what did you say when he fired you?”

Randy stole a celery stick out of your Tupperware container and bit down. “Nothing, I kept working. Fire me? Not on my watch. No thanks.”

With a shake of your head, you stretched out your legs on the concrete slab of the fountain and found Stu bounding towards you with a shit-eating grin on his face. “Did you guys hear?” He asked, swooping down to kiss Tatum’s cheek. “Our man, Billy, snapped.”

You froze mid-bite and immediately looked at Sid who had sat up looking concerned as ever. “What?” She asked in confusion. “What do you mean?”

“Billy and Steve, man,” Stu laughed and snatched a carrot stick from your stash. “The two of them got into it during one coach’s drills and Billy just,” he bawled his hand into a fist and slapped it against his other hand. A resounding smack echoed out around you. “Clobbered him, man. It was awesome!”

With your appetite long gone, you slowly swung your legs back onto the ground and pinched your brow. You were raging. Not only had the idiot ignored you by engaging with Steve, but he’d gone ahead and fought him, too.

“What?” Sidney croaked. “W-Why would he do that? He’s never been the type to just fight someone like that. Did Steve do something to provoke him?”

You chewed on your lip and stared ahead as Stu merely shrugged. “Don’t think so,” he stole another carrot and grinned at something in the distance. “Ask him yourself, here he comes.”

Your blood was boiling beneath your skin as you watched Billy casually waltz over to your group as though he wasn’t wielding one hell of a fucking bruise on his cheek, accentuated perfectly with a small, clean slice along his cheekbone that would almost surely scar. The fucking moron.

“Billy!” Sid gasped, jumping up to tend to her boyfriend’s injuries.

You, on the other hand, forever the other woman, remained dutifully planted on the edge of the fountain. Not that you would have tended to him in any way, shape, or form in that instance. In fact, you weren’t sure you could trust yourself not to add to the mess on his face.  

“I’m fine,” he muttered, giving her hand a quick kiss as she gently observed his cheek. “Things just got heated on the field, is all.”

“You should see the other guy,” Stu beamed, “I hear Steve lost a tooth!”

Your anger swelled, momentarily blinding you as the rest of your friends laughed and asked for a play-by-play of events. Not quite trusting yourself, you pushed yourself up from the edge of the fountain wall and grabbed your bag. “I’ll see you guys later,” you hummed, not looking up at the bruised idiot in fear or snarling at him.

“You don’t want to stay for story time?” Stu asked, looking between you and Billy in amusement.

“Can’t.” Smacking on what you only hoped was a convincing smile, you shook your head and gestured to the school. “Forgot I had a meeting with Miss Wills about getting my biology grade up.”

Just before you turned on your heel to head back into the school, you just managed to catch Billy’s eye as he dutifully sat beside Sidney. She was leaning into him, gently prodding the scar along his cheek with a concerned frown marring her pretty face. He, on the other hand, was staring evocatively across at you with a small frown of his own.

Clearing your throat, you waved them off rather quickly before heading back inside of the school. You were too angry to care about how you felt the weight of his stare all over you before finally disappearing from sight.

»»-------------¤-------------««

You locked your bedroom door that night and closed your curtains to avoid rolling over and seeing the idiot that was currently plaguing your every thought staring back at you from the second story of your house. In fact, that was what you did for the next three nights all the while managing to avoid Billy Loomis as much as humanly possible whilst at school.

So far, he had tried on four separate occurrences to get you alone. Whether it was subtly nodding towards an empty classroom with the gang around or lingering by your desk after English in hopes of pinning you down for a chat, it was obvious that Billy was desperate to talk with you. To smooth things over. To move on from this rather ugly display of jealousy.

But you weren’t. And, honestly, you weren’t sure if you were going to be any time soon, if at all.

A small dose of jealousy was only normal every once in a while. Not healthy, by any means, but a normal part of any relationship. Only this relationship you and Billy had was anything but normal. He had a girlfriend. A lovely, kind girlfriend who would have given him the world three times over if he asked. So just how Billy was the one with the audacity to be jealous made no sense.

Whenever you thought about it, you got mad. The injustice of it all was truly something you couldn’t wrap your head around. Just how Billy Loomis, the one with a girlfriend, could get jealous of a guy you were barely even acquaintances with really threw you for a loop. And yet you, the asshole who had somehow fallen in love with him, had to quietly take a seat and watch him dote over another girl in public.

Dote over your best friend.

Oh, the irony was delicious.

Tossing the book you’d been reading aside, you let out a quiet groan and closed your eyes as you heard the familiar jiggle of your window. It, like it had been for days, was still locked, thankfully, and your curtains still drawn in fear of seeing him.

The commotion tonight, was brief. He only tried for a second or two before you heard him meander his way back down to ground level. With an annoyed sigh, you reached for your book only to stop dead in your tracks when your doorbell rang out through your whole house.

Shooting up from your bed, you immediately lunged for the door and held your ear to it as your mother quietly complained about just who it could possibly be at this hour of the night.

Please be anyone else, please be anyone else, please be—”

“Oh, Billy,” your mother gushed. She’d always liked Billy. The traitor. “It’s awful late, is everything okay?”

Furling your brow, you pressed your ear further into your door and heard Billy’s deep voice say something – something probably charming – before your mother’s voice called up to you.

“Y/N, sweetie,” she beckoned, “Billy Loomis is here.”

You opened and shut your mouth several times over as you thought of your next few words. Somehow swearing at him from where you stood didn’t seem like the best idea with your parents in the house so, instead, you opted for the next best option.

You said nothing.

Holding your breath, you stood at the head of your room in nothing more than your flannel sleep shorts and tank top while hoping beyond hope that Billy would be ushered out of your house.

“I’m afraid she might be sleeping, dear,” your mother sympathetically cooed, “was there something you needed?”

Pressing your ear tighter to the wood, you barely made out the words ‘book’ and ‘homework’ before another sympathetic cluck escaped your mom’s lips. “And it’s due tomorrow?”

Bastard.

You panicked. His ploy was obviously to come up here and search for a book that didn’t exist all the while your parents carried on with their regular scheduled programming downstairs – but your parents weren’t dumb, nor were they naïve. Surely, your mother would offer to come up and root around for whatever it was he lied and said you had before she would inevitably have to wake you up in order to deliver the goods to the lying Loomis.

Your anger pulsed as realization dawned on you.

You had to go downstairs.

“Did you say something?” You asked, feigning innocence as you pushed your door open and made your way down, barely glancing at Billy who still stood in your entryway. “What are you doing here?”

Billy licked his lips. “I, uh, wanted to swing by and pick up the book for our English assignment. I think you must have grabbed mine, too, when you were putting your stuff away.”

“Nope,” you shrugged, “I don’t have it.”

Billy awkwardly smiled across at your parents before looking back at you. “You sure?”

“Positive,” you replied coolly. “Maybe you left it at Sid’s house?”

His shoulders briefly fell at your tone and, for a split second, you felt your heart fall into your stomach. You knew you were hurting him with the callousness of your words, but you had to stick to your guns this time around for your own sanity.

“Guess I must have misplaced it,” he wryly admitted. “Sorry for the intrusion, Mrs. Y/L/N.” His eyes flickered to you. “See you tomorrow, Y/N.”

You nodded, prepared to watch him leave, but before he could get a foot out of the door, your mother stopped him.

“Wait, Billy,” she ran out of the living room and into the kitchen, leaving you and Billy alone for all of three seconds before she shuffled back in. “Here,” she held out a dish packed to the brim with Shepard’s Pie. “I know your dad’s been working a lot of late nights so dinner’s might not be the most well-balanced, but a growing boy has to eat.”

Feeding the enemy. Typical.

“Y/N made it,” she bragged, unwittingly fanning the flames of annoyance in your chest. “It’s delicious, too.”

Touched, Billy grabbed the Tupperware container from your mom before glancing at you. He knew you could cook, you’d cooked for him several times in the span of your friendship – long before the two of you began…doing whatever it was you were doing – but as he accepted the container, there was an emotion there that was much too raw and real for you to try and decompress.

You realized, slowly, that your mother’s offering of Shepard’s Pie was probably the first time a maternal figure had paid him any mind since his own mother had walked out on him all those months back.

Your stomach dropped at the thought.

“Y/N is a great cook,” he agreed. This time, his voice was much quieter. “And thank you again, Mrs. Y/L/N.”

Once again, you watched him turn on his heel to leave the house but, with that niggling feeling of guilt twisting inside of your belly, you opened your mouth before you could so much as think to stop yourself.

“I’ll walk you out,” you muttered, flashing your mother a fleeting smile. “Be right back.”

Slipping on some shoes, you ignored Billy’s obviously surprised face as he lingered in the doorway before finally looking across at him. “Let’s go.”

The night was brisk as the two of you strolled towards his car in silence. You shivered absentmindedly as your pajamas offered no real sense of protection from the chill before glancing at Billy. Naturally, his eyes were already on you.

“Do you think your mother’s watching us right now?”

“Knowing her?” You shrugged. “Probably.”

He swallowed hard. “We should talk about what happened.”

“No,” you shook your head, “I know what happened. You saw Steve touch me and got irrationally jealous over it and, rather than deal with it like a grown man, you punched him and he lost his fucking tooth.”

A flicker of anger crossed over his handsome features. “It’s not that simple, Y/N, he—”

“That is probably the only simple thing about our little situation, Billy,” you acknowledged quietly. “You got jealous and you punched a guy. Doesn’t get simpler than that.”

“He deserved it,” he argued. “He’s a moron and shouldn’t have touched you. Do you know how hard it is to see that and not defend you the way I wanted to while it was happening?”

“Defend me?” You sneered. “Or stake your claim on me? No offence, Billy, but the entire male population of our school could ask me on a date tomorrow, and you’d have no fucking say in the matter. Whether they touch me or ask me out or anything, because you and I aren’t a thing.”

Billy chewed on his bottom lip as his grip on the Tupperware tightened considerably. “Yes, we are.” His voice was eerily calm despite the panic surging through his chest. “I love you, I told you that at the cornfield and I meant it. I fucking love you, Y/N.”

“You did,” you said, “and my feelings haven’t changed but you can’t be blind to the fact that this isn’t working, Billy. You getting jealous over me getting unwanted attention from a guy all the while expecting me to sit there and watch you and Sid flaunt your shit all over town?” You could feel your eyes begin to water as your emotions got the better of you, but you wouldn’t cry in front of him. You wouldn’t dare. “I’m supposed to sit there and trust what you’re telling me. That you will break up with Sid, that you do love me, that, if things were different, it would be me you’d be with and only me. But one guy squeezes my thigh and you lose your shit? Where’s the fucking sense in that?”

“I fucked up,” Billy admitted, his bravado long gone. “I see that now, I fucked up. But --”

“But,” you scoffed. “See, there it is. An excuse. I don’t want your excuses anymore, Billy. I want you and while I thought that was enough, I’m seeing it’s not that easy anymore. Not if you get to act like this unhinged asshole whenever I get a sliver of attention.”

You watched Billy’s eyes search your face as his hands trembled. He wanted to reach out and cradle your face, you could tell that much, but – tale as old as time – with an audience, even if it was just a possibility that it was your mother, he remained still. “Don’t do this to me, Y/N,” he pleaded, his voice shaky. “Please. I’m sorry, okay? I’m so sosorry.”

“I just think we need to take some time away from each other,” you muttered. “For our own sanity.”

“No,” Billy argued, stepping towards you in desperation. “No, Y/N, I need you. Please don’t do this.”

“I think you need to either make a decision with Sid or be more open with me about what the fuck is going on inside of that head of yours. You can’t go around punching people because you get jealous, Billy. And, until you figure your shit out, I think we should stop this. Whatever this is between us.”

“It’s a relationship,” Billy’s brows furrowed in outrage. “Two people who fucking love each other is a relationship, Y/N.”

A sad smile broke out across your face as you stared up at the starry sky above you. “Two people who love each other but can’t show it. Who have to hide whenever people are around in fear or being seen as anything more than good pals.” You shook your head and met his frenzied stare. “That’s not a relationship, Billy. That’s fucked up. We’re fucked up.” You sniffed and gestured down to the Tupperware in his hands. “Enjoy your food. I’m going back inside now, and I meant what I said. We need some time apart so, please, don’t come around here anymore. At least not until…” you let the sentence hang in the air, unsure of your next few words.

“Until what?” He was clinging to your every word but there was an anger so palpable radiating off of him that made you take a small step back. “Until you decide that you don’t want me anymore? Walk away and leave me like my mother did?”

You cocked your head to the side and hoped like hell the hurt you felt at that accusation didn’t directly show on your face. “If you truly think I would do that, Billy, then we’re even more fucked up than I thought.” You sniffed and began to turn back to your house. “I have a lot of faith in you, Billy, and a whole hell of a lot of trust. It’s about time you showed me that same consideration.”

The raw emotion on his face was jarring and almost made you hang back long enough to console him like you would any other time, but you couldn’t. If he couldn’t trust you, what the hell hope did either of you have at this becoming a real thing? Walking back to your house, your heart broke and any emotion you fought so desperately to keep down began to bubble to the surface. But you wouldn’t break down though, at least not yet.

You always had your cards on the table when it came to Billy Loomis and it was about time that he started showing his, as well.

[owo-shenanigans]

Hiii!! I wanted to request please 👉🏽👈🏽

Gundham, Kiibo, and Fuyuhiko? (I just love Kiibo i had to add him-)

The plot would be having their s/o as the Ultimate Animal Tamer and like going on some sort of outdoor date. One of them leaves to get something and comes back to- I dunno- an owl or just a shitton of animals all over their s/o.

I thought it was cute 😭 also could the reader be male? If not, gender neutral works too-

Yeah this is fun! It will indeed be gender ambiguous :) also for Fuyuhiko’s idk if any circus’ are unproblematic but let’s pretend it’s run by the Ultimate Circus Master or smth fgxhyrk

Gundham, Kiibo and Fuyuhiko with an Ultimate Animal Tamer S/O

GUNDHAM TANAKA

I feel like you two knew each other before Hope’s Peak- people would fly you in to find nearly extinct animals and bring them to a conservatory, and he would be flown in to help them breed.

So you two were extremely happy to find out that you were going to Hope’s Peak together!

The ‘date’ happened before you were dating, or had even acknowledged your feelings for each other. You were just hanging out at the park together, on a picnic. Gundham had seen a cute dog and ran over to pet it, and the only reason you didn’t join him was because you were starving and attacking your sandwich with ferocity.

But then a lovely squirrel chittered at you, and a bird tweeted above you, and when Gundham came back he saw you holding court with the small animals, giving them small bits of safe food.

The sun filtered through the trees onto you in the perfect way where you appeared to be glowing, like an angel coming from heaven to visit. Your handsome smile was comparable to that of Lucifer before he fell. Your tender eyes are you watched the animals-

Oh. Oh, is this feeling-?

His face reddens and he brings his scarf up to cover his cheeks. He moves to sit next to you slowly, the squirrels running in circles before settling down again.

He can’t bear to look in your direction for the rest of the afternoon- whenever he does so, his face reddens once again.

KIIBO

He LOVES your talent. He loves animals! So full of life, and as they can't speak, they can't be robo-phobic :)

Or at least, until a bird rips off his ahoge for its nest.

After that, he still loves them! He just wears a hat when going to animal places with you.

You two were at the beach, as he left to go get you an ice cream. He wanted to taste it too, but seeing the look on your face as you eat is just as sweet.

When Kiibo comes back, he can see you surrounded by crabs, seagulls and even some hermit crabs. You’re cooing at them and making sure not to stress them out.

He’s always aware of how much he cares for you, but… 

Kiibo carefully picked his way over to you, handing you the ice cream. You let out an even larger smile and kissed him on the cheek. You carefully pick up a crab and place it into his hand, advising him on how to hold it correctly.

Yes, every time he sees you smile it's a reminder of how much he cares.

FUYUHIKO KUZURYU

Y’all went to the circus together! Fuyuhiko made sure that it was one that actually treated its animals well so you wouldn’t be unhappy.

And it went great! The acts were incredible, the clowns hilarious, and the ringmaster kept the energy up. The snacks were delicious as well. Even Peko (who agreed to sit behind you guys instead of next to Fuyuhiko) had a small smile on her face.

However, near the end some jokester threw a huge slab of bloody meat on the stage where the lions were doing their final set.

Now, no matter how well trained a lion is, when someone throws a huge meal toward them, they’re going to want to eat. So the lions bounded over to the meat, playfully shoving each other to get at it.

As this was obviously not part of the show, people started screaming in fear and trampling to get away. The lions started shifting nervously as the energy changed, but it was your time to shine.

Picking your way down through the sheets, Peko behind you at Fuyuhiko’s request in case of emergency, you began doing your thing. Calming the lions down, you persuaded them to go back to their enclosure. At the quick timing and incredible speed, the rest of the circus goers assumed that it actually was planned and began cheering for you.

[ridiasfangirlings]

I watched this show where someone cooks delicious food for someone else and they reveal at the end that said delicious food also contains stuff the other person hates but just ground into small bits and stuffed inside other stuff on the plate. This scenario but it's Yata tricking Fushimi into eating healthy food. Yata doesn't tell Fushimi the truth cause Fushimi is actually eating it (Fushimi is starting to get suspicious cause there'd been no veggies in the food in a while)

This reminds me of the Kuroh and Fushimi story from the Gora tweets book, maybe Yata asked Kuroh for cooking tips XD Post-ROK Yata’s been doing his best to try and get Fushimi to eat healthy but of course it’s an uphill battle, even with Fushimi doing slightly better in the taking care of himself department he’s still super stubborn and picky when it comes to food. Yata’s pretty much at his wit’s end as far as getting Fushimi to eat vegetables goes, like even the smallest suggestion usually leads to Fushimi refusing to so much as touch his plate. Yata’s trying to think of new ways to trick Fushimi into eating properly and imagine he’s like in the store and spots this parenting magazine with a cover line talking about ‘Top Tips to Getting Your Picky Child to Eat.’ Yata snickers to himself like yeah I should buy that for Saruhiko…and then he backs up and is like wait actually I should buy that for Saruhiko let’s give it a shot. Some of the tips are pretty worthless, like Yata doesn’t think cutting the veggies into fun shapes will help, but there is one that suggests cutting the vegetables up really tiny and mixing them into other foods. 

Yata decides to give that a shot, he was planning on making hamburger for dinner anyway. Fushimi’s at work that day too so he won’t be around while Yata cooks, Yata buys just enough vegetables that he can hide the evidence afterward and gets cooking. He cuts up the vegetables as small as possible, mixing them with the cooked meat and tasting constantly to be sure that there’s no hint of veggie taste. He adds some extra seasoning to hide the flavors — not too much, because Fushimi also hates seasonings, but just enough that it should be acceptable to eat. Fushimi’s a little suspicious that Yata didn’t try to force any vegetables on him today and is just giving him a slab of meat but he isn’t going to complain either. Yata tries to be cool while he’s eating, like trying very hard not to stare at Fushimi who is slowly picking his way through the meat. Fushimi finishes the whole thing and mumbles that it was good, Yata gives this nervous “O-oh, it was? Cool, cool.” He excuses himself to go to the bathroom so he can quietly celebrate where Fushimi can’t see him and starts brainstorming other meals that he can hide vegetables in. (Fushimi does start to get suspicious at some point so Yata keeps trying to get him to eat whole vegetables too, like the hidden ones are fine for now but Yata would like his stupid monkey to eat properly eventually.) 

[vldkeith]

keithtober💢🎃🌟 prompt #4: knife 🔪

yeah i have no idea what this is or if it even fits the prompt. a knife is involved though! so! i hope that counts for something. lol. anyway

🔗read on ao3

cw: gross things? body horror? it's all cartoonish tho, but just incase!

🎃🔪💢🎃🔪💢🎃🔪💢🎃🔪💢🎃🔪💢🎃

The knife cuts through the air, its handle warmed by Keith’s hands gripping it so hard, and he misses the blob of alien mucus by a hair as it shrinks itself out of the way with a horrible squelching noise. Keith groans, blows a strand of hair out of his face; Pidge’s voice crackles over the comms.

“How are you doing, Keith? Report.”

“I’m fine,” Keith insists, more than a little frustration lacing his voice. The blob sidles up behind him with wet footfalls; Keith whips around and jabs at it, hard, but it dodges and slaps Keith in the face instead, singing his paladin armor with fiery, poisonous sludge. Keith hisses and leaps back, doing a quick once-over to make sure nothing’s been burned through; it seems okay, the armor is protecting him still, at least for now.

Pidge sighs. “You don’t sound fine.”

“Shut up, I’ve got this!” Keith shouts, and clicks the comms off, not in the mood for any of his teammates’ snarky commentary, or worse, their worried comments. It’s just him, his knife, and the big blob of gross liquid right now.

Soon only two will be left—Keith just has to make sure one of those things is him.

The monster is advancing on Keith’s right, and he makes a quick calculation in his head, hoping to reach the monster before it reaches him; he starts forward, an arrow toward a target, sending his knife flying above him so he can run faster and catching it just as he meets with the monster, the dull thud of it hitting his hand deafened as Keith stabs through mush, causing the blob to let out an inhuman scream. Even if the hand covered in ooze is making Keith want to gag, he keeps the knife buried inside of his enemy, and twists it around, drawing more pained screams. The monster struggles; Keith has gunk all over his armor, the poison and burning feeling slowly seeping through it and into his skin, and he knows he doesn’t have much time.

“Will you just die?!” Keith yells, slapping his other hand onto the arm still buried inside of the monster for leverage. The knife buzzes in his hands, strengthened by Keith’s will, and he quickly yanks the knife upward, slicing from the middle of the blob up through it’s “head”, clean in half. He’s thrown backward from the force of cutting through the thick goop; he lands on the floor about five feet away from where he was and looks up just in time to see the monster’s slimy form flail and writhe in front of him, it’s torn-in-half mucus dangling on either side of it, revealing grotesque moving orbs and punctured boils.

The monster roars—a great, squealing, wet sound that makes Keith want to recoil in disgust—and falls down, thrashing about for just a few more seconds before suddenly going completely and utterly still. Keith, his armor smoking from contact with the fiend, stands up warily and only sways a little as he approaches the thing to check if it’s actually gone.

Ugh. It looks like a slab of rotting meat coated in old jell-o; the blobs Keith had cut in half hang from it tenuously, unnatural and sickening in their disconnect. Disgusted, Keith turns away and flips his comms back on.

“Got it,” he says, placing a hand on his knife, trying to wipe it clean. “I feel pretty gross, though.”

“Keith.” Shiro’s voice cuts through, agitated. Keith sighs. “Don’t ever turn your comms off, do you understand? Ever.”

Keith waves his knife around in front of him listlessly, rolling his eyes. “Yeah, yeah. I know. Can I just get back inside?”

Shiro gives an annoyed huff but doesn’t say anything further; a moment later, the Black Lion appears, ready to give Keith a ride back. Shaking as much goop as he can off of his armor and knife, Keith quickly boards it. He and his knife need a really long shower.

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