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[ffeelann]

DESIGNER — Soul Eater Evans x femReader Short Fanfic (Chapter One)

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A soul eater short fanfic bc I absolutely love them uwu, enjoyyy

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He hated replacing his summer clothes with his winter ones, specially because those things are just fun when your responsability is going to school, pass exams, go home and hang out with friends while you look cool with them.

The thing is, if you were a student at this academy where, well, you were just responsable of everyones in the world life, you probably wouldn´t have much time to look that cool everytime. Some students would always wear the same clothes, others would wear things that made them look more serious… and some of them would keep wearing that weird looking promotion shirt from that Death City students market.

But Soul loved to be a single peace of art at his own, and everyones, eyes. He would be lying if he said he didn´t planned each and every outfit just to have something that made him tick, something interesting would always be in his clothes just to make him look like him.

He was almost in love with his own fashion sense. And sometimes, in some missions, he tought bad guys were bad just because they commited crimes… one of them, and the worst: was ruining his loved clothes.

In their last unpleasant meeting with a kishin in noth, this idiot had ruined his favorite jacket, and that thing was expensive when he bought it, so now the price was at least twice than the last time he looked for it.

And that made him upset. He liked some clothes from the local market but, in general, they were a bit expensive, even when he divided his money with Maka´s to pay rent.

Soul was completely annoyed the entire trip back home. The kishin even hurted his arm so now, the jacket had blood in it. He was horribly upset for that, because he didn´t had any piece that combined just fine with his clothes, and he was finding this out just now that he was organizing his winter clothes.

Lord Shinigami had his eye on him and his meister, in case of things were going bad, and because the last time he wasn´t looking, they took the wrong soul. So when he saw them, and Lord Shinigami saw Soul that hurted both phisically and in style way, he said something about it.

He mentioned someone that, in that moment, was meaningless, because he was so mad he didn´t want to be a part of that conversation at all.

But now, that name could mean something.

—Maka, do you remember what Lord Shinigami said?

—He´s the principal, he says lots of things all the time. Be more specific— she left her book for a minute.

—When the kishin hurted my arm and ruined my jacket— he showed her his ripped up jacket— Remember? Well, he mentioned someone, but I can´t remember who.

—Oh, to fix it? He was talking about _____ ______.

—From school?

—No, she is from a clothes store. A pretty girl. She dresses like… I don´t know, weird.

—So you think she will fix this?

—Yes. She works everyday so, she doesn´t always have ways to make herself more known, so she fixes clothes too. My dad is dumb and always gives her lots of his clothes to fix.

Soul looked at her, not believing what he was hearing.

—Don´t you hate your dad? Why would you know that?— Maka practically jumped to the coach to end the conversation, that cuestion was a little… unpleasant to her.

—Because she is cool and she tells me stuff, I like her, not him. She is loevly preciseley because she said I don´t look much like my dad,

Soul didn´t asked much, and he just got your contact, happy because someone wanting and waiting to fix his loved jacket.

At the end, he found himself outside of a store that did not appear to be special at all, and that made him suspect a little bit. So he looked at Maka with an ¨are you sure?¨ look.

—Are we in the right place? You said this was an incredibly amazing place.

—Isn´t it?

—We are literally in front of a white brick wall with just a black door. The only thing that catches my eye is that little ¨we´re open¨ sign.

Maka stared at him without any answer, boring about that extremely ignorant answer.

She took his hand and quickly directed him inside the store.

With just one foot into the store, he started to feel a completely different vibe inside him, as a superior force was consuming him and make his soul giggle somehow. There weren´t just colors, but people, and they were the most genuinely impressive he had ever seen.

It was the most wonderful place his eyes have ever seen.

—____!— Maka said loudly, looking for you.

At first, the pianist doubted a little bit about Maka being friends or even know someone as cool as they said you were, and worked in that amazingly stylish place. The short one, would never said it, but she had never saw Soul with such an enchanted stare and absorted face before, with no one, and with nothing.

And he was really in love with everything there. The illumination was unexpectedly nice, having a first floor with more endless rows of clothes made of pure style.

Ah, God.

If he had more money with him at time, no one could ever get him out of there.

[nigmoth]

GABRIEL, MY pookie.

[hellohellowelcome]

Feeling very optimistic about the final chapter because I am dying for Izuku to finally be able to unpack his feelings about everything he's experienced on his hero journey, and with regards to Katsuki (and All Might, respectfully everybody else get back). We've only gotten very small bits of introspection on his end, and with one chapter left, I hope that it's all given the space it deserves. Shipping aside, bkdk's relationship is core to the series and it would be extremely confusing for hori not to give them some semblance of proper closure or signal as to what their bond is going to evolve into after the events of the story.

(But on the other hand, slightly worried about the pacing based on the last few epilogue chapters...just pictured me sitting, reading, waiting for a bkdk handhold and the here comes cementoss and company for multiple pages 😭)

[wuaya]

Gojo.

[goatedgreen]

what is this trend of current manga just beating the absolute shit (both physically and metaphorically) out of the main characters?? like to the point of no return??

like i understand creating stakes in the story and i understand that in order to develop, sometimes they will need to fail but atp almost all mainstream shonen just had this absolutely hopeless feeling to it that i now feel BAD reading it compared to say, popular shonen 10 years ago

after a certain point it just doesn't feel good anymore when the characters you're supposed to care for and root for keep dying or having everything taken away from them :/

[karolinswritings]

Hi!! Could you do an Alphonse Elric X fem!reader that is an historian? Like, they meet during his travels and fell in love. You can choose what you want to write, like his courting, how they would work together, or him presenting reader to his family. I hope everything is ok. Thank you!!

Hi! Thank you very much for your request, I honestly like the idea a lot, as I myself am fond of history. Thank you for giving me so much freedom on what to write too! (I went all out on this one) I think it will be best if Alphonse is around 19/20 years old in this scenario though, assuming that Reader is over 18 to be a historian. Hopefully that is okay. Feel free to tell me if I assumed incorrectly.

Fullmetal Alchemist SFW Headcanons: Alphonse Elric X fem!Reader who is a historian

I can honestly see Alphonse and Reader meeting in one of two ways. Eighter he is doing research on the history of the records regarding the philosopher's stone and he goes straight to Reader's workplace to ask her about it personally, as she is a historian, or he goes into the local library and starts flipping through the pages of every book that might have information on the topic, and him and Reader meet there.

In the first scenario, assuming Reader works in an alchemist university/academy, he would probably feel quite shy and nervous about meeting up with her. Walking around the spacious halls of the academy, filled with top students and respected professors, he would definitely feel a little intimidated and out-of-place. Despite that, as soon as he notices Reader's name on her office door, he would take a deep breath and confidently knock - he came all the way here and he's come for important information too- so he can't back down now. He would take a deep breath, raise his head up and press on the door handle, gathering all of his confidence, filling his mind with positive thoughts:

"She is a historian, that's her job, so she must be pretty well-informed on the topic. I should be thankful I have the chance to meet her. She also sounded pretty nice on the phone yesterday. So I am sure she will be happy to answer my questions. I have no reason to be nervous. I am competent enough myself on the topic about the philosopher's stone, so I shouldn't be so anxious. I know what to say and what I want to know."

As soon as he enters her office though - mind blank. I will stick with Reader being a very well-put-together woman and respectively - her office would reflect that - tall, wooden bookshelves filled to the rim with thick, hard cover books, her sitting at her desk, positioned in the middle of the room, a cup of coffee on her left side, a pile of documens awaiting her signature on her right side, a black-ink pen in her hand and a concentrated expression on her face. Breathing in the scent of old books and hot coffee, as well as her elegant perfume, he would immidiently loose his cool and freeze in his spot, not knowing how to even introduce himself at that point. Nervousness would take the best of him. Despite that, I see the situation taking a turn - her letting go of her pen and moving the documemts to the side, signalling that her attention is now on him, and her welcoming gaze meeting his, along with a soft smile and the following words:

"You must be Alphonse Elric, correct? We had a phone call yesterday at noon. It's exactly 2 o'clock, you came right on time!"

Reader's welcoming demeanor and soft gaze would not only help him instantly relax and remember all that he wanted to say to her, but also cause a new thought pop up in his mind, the last thing he had tought he would think of her. Professional? Put-together? Elegant? Those were all words that popped up in his mind as soon as he walked in, and he was fine with them - they were all reasonable and he very much expected her to be like that. But that one, he suprised himself with:

"Oh wow, she's beautiful.."

Of course, he would ignore that last one immideately - he must focus on what he had originally come for - information on the philosopher's stone.

Despite that, her easy-going personality and friendly demeanour would be of too much help to him - not only is he relaxed enough to ask her all about the stone and its' origins, but to even ask her to meet informally - of course, not romanically (yet), but simply in a more informal setting - like a cafe.

And that is on how they meet according to my first scenario. Now, on the other hand, if they meet at a library, things would take a slightly different turn.

Now, on the second scenario, I can imagine it going eighter like this: Reader notcing that Alphonse is flipping through various books and is visibly struggling to find what he is looking for, and she respectively decides to help him out:

"Looking for something specific? I am familiar with the history section, let me help you."

Or the following: Alphonse noticing that Reader is in the same library section as him and is visibly well-oriented, so he decides to ask for her assistance:

"Excuse me, I appologise for the interruption, but could you please help me find books that might contain information on the philosopher's stone?"

In both scenarios, I see the thought "Oh wow, she's beautiful.." passing through his mind as soon as he lays his eyes on her.

From here on, regarding how he fell in love and his courting, I think after going out with her a few times and talking not only about the stone and alchemy but about various matters, he would fall in love with her pretty quickly - I see him as a love-at-first-sight type of person. But one thing that would make him fall even deeper would be her intelligence. I am sure he would be intimidated by it in the beginning, but would gradually become mesmrised and extremely attracted by how intelligent she is.

He would deffinitely take her out a few times to the same cafe, getting to know what she usually orders - what she likes and doesn't like, and would eventually ask her out on a date to a place he specifically picked out for her - for example a sweets shop if she has a sweet tooth, a specific type of resturant, a park or even on a picnic in the forest if she is into that. He would give his all on their first date.

About asking her out on a romantic date for the first time, he would definitely be nervous. He would be looking in her eyes with all the hope in the world, begging to hear the word "yes".

Now, as soon as they get together, I see him as someone who would let her take the lead. Generally I don't think he is a natural leader, but that doesn't mean he won't take the lead when needed - he willl put lots of effort into making suprises for her or taking her out to a new place, and all of that will be planned and arranged by him alone.

I am sure he would be into praise. Especially considering that Reader is a historian. If she praises his knowledge and the amount of effort him and Ed have put into their research on the stone, he would be jumping from happiness on the inside. On the outside though - keeping it lowkey, a simple "thank you" and a smile, maybe a pink blush.

I think he would become a regular to her office in the academy and his kind nature would make most of the students, professors and personal love him. Most would even start calling him Al.

Now, about presenting Reader to his family, that would mean Edward, Winrey and Winrey's grandma. I honestly see him as not telling Ed about Reader at all. Like, literally, not a word.

"Al, who's that woman you were with today? I saw you two earlier at the town square."

"Oh, she's a historian from the academy. Helps me with research."

Period. Maybe even switiching the topic to something that would catch Ed's attention to make him forget about Reader.

The reason for that is, I think Al would be worried that Edward might embarass him in front of Reader and that is not something he wants at all. Even though he knows she would accept him no matter what, he would want to look cool in front of her. So Edward would be the last to get to know about their relationship. (and would most likely be very suprised)

Winrey and grandma though? They would know every single detail. He would call Winrey at least once a day to ask her for advice on what to get Reader, where to take them and pretty much anything that comes up in his mind. He would want to be sure that he is doing everything right and there is nothing better than the opinion of another woman.

"She would know what Reader will like the most, I should call her."

[tengokusaikyo]

Mustafa D. Doctor

General Description: At first glance, Mustafa's personality to the average person in the vast world that he is in can be described in about a few words being, confident, determined, stubborn, kind and an idiot. He is a very act first, think later type of person and does whatever he thinks is right, to the dismay of the others around him. One of those things being his rule of never running from any fight, no matter what the consequences may be, including the possible loss of his own life. He doesn't care what others think of him, especially when it comes to how they feel about him claiming to eventually be the first 'Galactic Pirate King', and tries to have fun wherever and whenever he possibly can. He is very easy to talk to, having absurd amounts of charisma, despite being a complete moron at times, and is the type of person that everyone would want to be around. However after someone decides to get to know him, or is considered to be a friend, Mustafa's true qualities shine. Almost like a special ability, Mustafa is able to bring up those around him, likely relating to his charisma mentioned earlier, and the simple fact that him believing in himself, causes other's to believe in themselves through him. He allows people to become the best versions of themselves and gives them an unrivaled amount of hope, even if all odds are stacked against them. This type of energy is what allows the Galactic Pirates to essentially be the way they are and making them a formidable crew, almost seeming unstoppable to the public eye. Adding on to before, like many other shonen protagonists, Mustafa has a great and deep love for his friends, and is willing to do almost anything to help them in any way he can. This confidence and energy that he exudes is due to his upbringing and how he had been the complete opposite as a child, scared of everything and lacked the ability to have faith in himself. Through characters like Jamal, (his foster brother), Momo, (foster sister), and mainly Monkey D. Yuri, (foster sister), he learned to become the man he is seen as today and eventually achieve his dream of becoming the Galactic Pirate King.

Appearance: Unfortunately, I dislike using things like Pinterest or inspirations when it comes to characters in fictional anime-like verses due to the fact that I have my own imagining of them, and I feel is important for the character to look that way. HOWEVER, because I know this is Tumblr and having visualization for the character is important, I will try my best to find accurate pictures to use. I will also give my own descriptions to assist in the imagining process but just know that I do not acknowledge these as the way the characters ACTUALLY look, even if they may have similar features.

Age: Starts off story at 15, and ends off the first saga at 19.

Birthday: August 21st (Leo)

Height: Around 5'8-5'9

Saikyo Description: Black teenager with a lean muscular build and distinct light blue hair being his most prominent trait. Later on in the story he get's an X-shaped scar crossing from his eye onto his right cheek. His eyes are usually depicted as being the regular black anime eyes, but are also fine if imagined being silver. He also wears a necklace with a miniature drill on his neck at all times that looks like this.

Image of his general face and hair type as well as skin: FHS Image of hair color: Hair Color Image of Scar (imagine it was over his eye though): Scar Image of first outfit (imagine with drill necklace though): Fit

Abilities: Mustafa has various different abilities which only grow as the series continues. For the fact that I want to avoid spoilers, I will only mention the abilities he has at the start of the series and will add more later as more is revealed. His main power/ability that he uses is his devil fruit (kinda, more on that later) known as the Drill-Drill fruit, which allows the user to create drills around their body, like on their hands or feet, exactly like this. It's also possible to change the speed and sharpness of the drill to make it more effective, capping out at however much the user is capable of handling. If used on the feet and spinning fast enough, the user is able to levitate themselves and later on, be able to even fly if strong enough. The fruit with enough mastery is also able to cause the user to have drill like properties, creating almost like an armor around them which Mustafa named Drill Mode. The fruit is able to do various other things but for now that's all that will be mentioned.

Fun Facts

If not for wanting to become the Galactic Pirate King, Mustafa would have likely been something like a marine biologist due to his extreme love of fish and fish life

After being scared of things like possums, rats and other similar creatures, Mustafa has a great dislike of rodents of all kinds

Similar to Luffy, Mustafa loves food, in particular meat, but refuses to eat any sort of fish, which has almost costed him his life on multiple occasions

Mustafa, despite having enough charisma to be able to get any girl he would want, seemingly has no interest in getting with anyone (at the moment at least). He also has no idea what sex or any sexual act is whatsoever due to it being hidden from him. Although if asked what his type is, he would respond by saying: a powerful women who could beat his ass

Mustafa's favorite color is blue

Mustafa often imagines himself to be more villainous than he actually is, due to the fact of him wanting to seem like a menace evil pirate despite it not being true. Oftentimes he is lied to by his crew to seem scarier than he actually is.

Mustafa is not fully against killing despite the fact that he dislikes doing it and avoids it at any chance he gets. His fruit allows him to be extremely violent and possibly extremely dangerous, but he makes a conscious decision to always dull his drill to the point where it cannot even cut through anyone. However, if he is an extremely bad mood, which is not often or feels like it's deserving or the only way, Mustafa would kill.

[amane-by-together]

an angsty tbhk wip after my happy crush told me to get well soon bc i got sick 🥳

(am gonna post the link of the fic im making)

[thejolteonmastertjspoilers]

I keep forgetting to post about this all the while it’s only become less and less likely to mean anything in canon… but can we talk for a second anyways on how Monoma’s the only person on the battlefield right now who actually knows the reason Deku’s black whip awakened in the first place, the reason for Deku losing control for the first time during the Joint Training arc was because of Bakugo?

Remember how even when All Might and Bakugo asked what triggered blackwhip Deku was like “I dunno,” y’know, like a liar?

The only people in the manga who know specifically what Monoma said to trigger black whip, is, well, Monoma himself, plus probably Shinsou. Almost certainly Shinsou actually.

It’s even strongly implied it was Shinsou’s idea for Monoma to mock Bakugo specifically. He was shown evesdropping on their friendly banter, no doubt for strategic purposes.

Shinsou knew he got Deku to talk by mocking his friends before, during the Joint Training arc he’s observing for specific friends to target.

I dunno I just find it oddly funny how Monoma of all people is one of only two people to know this particularly dramatic clue that Bakugo is literally Midoriya’s berserk button.

Heckin Monoma, why is this so oddly funny. Shinsou too, this is such a neat setup. Even for a platonic reading of BakuDeku, putting Monoma in this situation is just so bizzarely funny to me, like, I was honestly expecting Monoma to get a flashback of the Joint Training arc when Deku lost it in the recent arc over thinking Bakugo died… but okay, to be fair, perhaps Monoma hadn’t had enough reason to connect the dots quite yet. But maybe now he does? 🤔

Eh, or maybe I’m overanalyzing things.

[shironezuninja]

I’ll compare Marvel character names to 2013’s The Wolverine film, once I’ve completed watching the 2011 Wolverine anime series. The name, Hideki Kurohagi, has now been identified…as the villainous character voiced by The Banished One. Hurry up n’ kill him already, Wolvie. I just finished watching Episode 7 today.

[neonscandal]

A Fever in Spring

Chapter 4: Not in the Forecast

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4

Pairing(s): Sasaki x Miyano, Kagiura x Hirano

Genre: Fluff

Chapter Word Count: 1.8K

Status: Ongoing

Chapter Summary: With Miyano effectively sidelined by worrying himself sick, things start to transpire between Hirano and Kagiura which neither saw coming.

EXCERPT

If Hirano tensed, it was but a split second and not enough to draw his roommate’s notice. He lowered himself slowly back into place respecting the daily 10 second rule of contact they’d imposed. He breathed shallowly against Kagiura’s chest as he felt the reverberation of his every word pass through his own body.

“Uhhh… morning…?” Hirano muttered groggily, suddenly hyper aware of the phenomenon of his own morning breath as he slowly drew his comforter around his face. This gesture had nothing to do with his proximity to his kohai (of which he also became keenly aware) or the inquisitive finger that hung between them. It may have had a little to do with camouflaging a delicate warmth that had blossomed across his cheeks and was beginning to make its way to his ears… but only maybe.

“I wasn’t-” Kagiura rushed to explain, his eyes wild. Desperate to create space and respect Hirano’s personal boundaries, he pushed himself frantically to the edge of the twin bed they shared.

Hirano shot both hands out to grab Kagiura by the collar just before he tumbled dramatically out of bed, limbs akimbo with a loud thump. The weight of his body dragged Hirano to partially land on his chest, legs still anchored and splayed across the bed. Hirano’s unnaturally curved back drove his chin into Kagiura’s collarbone.

Kagiura’s breath caught in his throat as he processed the unprecedented contact. “I-I guess I better start counting…” he breathed, raising his hands defensively as if caught in the midst of a crime.

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“I-I can feel it…” Miyano gasped, his eyes blurring as his temperature spiked.

“What? Oh honey,” Yuki Miyano sighed as she pulled the back of her hand from her son’s forehead. “I wonder if someone else can cover that client presentation today…”

Recovering from his daze, Miyano shook his head of his thoughts, certain whatever euphoria had overcome him was a product of his own fever. “Mom, I’m fine. Just some meds and rest, you can’t miss that. Besides, you’ve been working so hard.”

Yuki looked worriedly into big, pleading eyes. “Yoshi-chan…” she trailed off.

“I’m perfectly capable of looking after myself. It’s just a fool’s cold, after all! I’ll be right as rain tomorrow, Mom. Promise.”

Yuki weighed her options to better compromise. Her husband would be out of town for two more days and this was, effectively, her busy season. “If you can finish breakfast and your morning meds, I’ll be back before your second dose. I can leave right after my offsite presentation and bring lunch!”

“You don’t have to do that…” Miyano halfheartedly rolled his eyes as beads of sweat gathered along his frail neck.

“I’m your mother, Yo. Let me mother,” she smiled, caressing the side of his damp face. “You’ll be off to college before I know it. Besides, you always get so cute when you’re sick. How many more times will I get to see this side of you?”

“Never again.” Miyano responded flatly. He grimaced, as she swiftly refreshed his fever patch. She was enjoying this too much which caused his face to scrunch up cutely, inspiring a mirthful laugh from his mother. “I’m never going to be sick again.”

“Exactly. Why would I want to miss a moment if it can be helped!” she smiled discarding the used patch as Miyano pouted. “If you need me, I’m only a call away. Be strong while I’m gone!” she called as she left his room to prepare for work.

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“Ugh, it’s fine,” Hirano groaned, breaking the silence as he pushed himself off of Kagiura who’d gone still beneath him.

“No, I mean... This counts. I would never want to press you for contact outside of… the ten seconds. I wasn’t going to then either.” Kagiura breathed. Brazenly, he relaxed his arms, which had been raised in a mock surrender, to fall gently across Hirano’s back in an embrace.

If Hirano tensed, it was but a split second and not enough to draw his roommate’s notice. He lowered himself slowly back into place respecting the daily 10 second rule of contact they’d imposed. He breathed shallowly against Kagiura’s chest as he felt the reverberation of his every word pass through his own body.

“10.” Kagiura began quietly.

Hirano turned his sharp eyes inward toward Kagiura’s Adam’s apple, uncertain where else to look with such proximity.

“9.” With this, Kagiura had settled his arms comfortably in an arrangement that felt… natural.

“8.” he smiled shyly, disbelieving that this was how they were spending their 10 seconds. He’d have been content with a handhold.

“Then. Then? I wish you’d explain that finger then…” Hirano thought, rolling his eyes and glad his face was obscured. He wasn’t sure how Kagiura would interpret the gesture and, these days, he was very sensitive to Hirano’s everything.

“7. Is it.. okay if I move a bit?”

“Is the question another second?” Hirano considered dryly before answering. “Within reason.”

“6.” With Hirano’s probationary permission granted, Kagiura delicately lowered one hand across the small of his back. “Like lovers,” he rationalized internally.

Hirano was unmoved so he didn’t throw a flag on the play but questioned if this was all Kagiura had in mind when he envisioned a relationship with one another.

“5.” Kagiura swallowed nervously.

The swallow passed through his Adam’s apple which Hirano’s gaze had been trained upon for quite some time. With his weight partially on Kagiura, it felt like he had front row seats to his every bodily function. Such that he could hear the onset of Kagiura gathering the spit in his mouth, hear the swish as it made its way down his throat and pass into oblivion down the rest of his digestive system. From a scientific standpoint, he was somewhat intrigued if only to similarly hear, quite loudly, the persistent beat of his heart and the air swelling in his lungs. “Digestive, cardiovascular, respiratory… what other systems are at play in this moment?” he pondered, seemingly trying to busy himself for the remaining seconds.

“4.” Kagiura’s voice cracked subtly as he painstakingly began to drag his other hand up Hirano’s spine feeling the imperceptible knots of his vertebrae through the thin fabric of his night shirt.

Hirano’s eyes widened. “I guess even at this distance, I still can’t hear the wheels turning up there, can I?” he surmised, pondering how far Kagiura was going to press in these 10 seconds.

“3.” As Kagiura’s open palm finally reached the base of Hirano’s neck, he marveled in how soothed he felt with his senpai wrapped in his arms. This was what he wanted. The safety and affection that his parents had for one another as it extended between he and Hirano. So much so that he willed his intentions to bleed through his very fingertips.

Hirano’s sighed against Kagiura’s chest, waiting to run out the clock on this experiment until-

“2.” Briefly, Kagiura drew his fingers into a grab of sorts. His palm, no longer against Hirano’s neck, twisted a bit like the squeeze of a massage that allowed the tips of his fingers to lightly scratch at the skin just below the back of Hirano’s collar.

Hirano’s eyes widened minutely. He could feel the hairs on the back of his neck raise in protest… or something as Kagiura’s finger pads danced lazily across his skin. Still. Nothing that would cause him to tell Kagiura to stop.

“1.” Kagiura whispered as he raised all but two fingers from Hirano’s neck which gently carved a thin line against the grain of his nape and into the thick of his hair. Deliberately, he applied slightly more pressure as his remaining three fingers combed through blonde bedhead. As his digits united in the mess of hair, they pointed, nail downward, and spread outward until his palm lay flat against Hirano’s skull.

Hirano shivered slightly at the sudden change in sensation. The air between them felt charged with such an intimate hold. His eyes slowly moved left to right as he considered how best to untangle himself from the gentle hands of his kohai so his movements were on a similar level of consideration. To shirk and rush away felt like it would incredibly insensitive and would not return the energy he felt was bestowed upon him appropriately. It felt… at odds with his expectations in the sense that nothing that transpired pushed any boundaries at all. Rather, he felt incredibly comfortable. “Not that Kagi-kun would ever do anything inappropriate or harmful. I suppose I figured this would somehow be off-putting. Though, since the institution of the 10 second rule, Kagi-kun’s never done anything that didn’t feel perfectly fine.”

Kagiura didn’t know what to do with the extra time that seemed to pass between his fingers. He’d counted down and Hirano didn’t make a move. It was almost enough to make him think he’d enjoyed these 10 seconds… almost. Even so, he considered the delicate balance at work within these stolen moments. Beneath Hirano, he couldn’t exactly do anything to separate them. He could remove his arms from his back but what was that going to do? But maybe, just maybe- “No, the 10 seconds have ended. I have to respect that. If he’s ever going to miss my touch, it’ll have to be because of the absence of it, right? Is that what Niibashi was getting at?” he wrestled internally as he lightly loosened his grasp.

“Hiranooo, Kagiuraaa, everything alright? I heard a crash!” the unmistakable singsong voice of their dorm head bled under the door, effectively punctuating the moment.

Hirano rose with a start as Kagiura’s arms fell from around him. “We’re fine!” they yelled in unison as they both wondered whether Hirano’s sudden scramble back onto his bed sounded as suspicious on the other side of the door.

“Just checkinggg,” Hanzawa drawled cheekily.

“At least you’re up now, Kagi-kun,” Hirano exhaled trying to behave as normally as possible. He fell flat on his back, back onto his bed, his arms spread in a T-pose.

“Yea,” Kagiura breathed from the floor. His body remembering the feeling of his senpai’s upper body pressed into him. His arms splayed wistfully as he processed the interaction.

Moments passed in silence. The sounds from the hall seemed to echo within the quiet of their room as the early risers began preparing for early breakfasts, lectures, practices or meetings.

“Shouldn’t you… get ready for practice?” Hirano asked, his eyebrows knit curiously.

“Yea.” Kagiura nodded still unable to accept his fortuitous luck today.

Still, no movement came from below. Hirano shook his head wondering if Kagiura had actually managed to fall back asleep before rolling to peer over the side of his bed. He snorted at the dazed smile that spread from ear to ear on his roommate’s face. “You’re going to be late,” he couldn’t help but smile as he grabbed his pillow and lightly launched it at the younger boy.

“Yea, yea,” Kagiura chuckled. “I could run a marathon right now,” his thoughts brought another silly grin to his face. Practice was going to be a breeze.

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A/N: I'm backkkkk. For some reason, my tumblr has been showing weird words so, just in case I start only posting fics on ao3 (sporadic as it may be), feel free to look me up there!

[kumakuramata]

Title: No Gods

Characters: Qin Shi Huang & BunnyAttendant!FOC

Genre: Explicit Smut

Warnings: Smut, overstimulation, dumbification, praise kink, squirting, hybrid fucking? (what’s the tag for this?), mirror sex

Poster made with Canva.

“When there’s a horrendous lack of Qin Shi Huang content so you have to make it.”

[shindax1803]

Joshua Bhala

Idk, None of my original drawings attract attention. I post this one with faith.

[ablackuchiha]

In 9th grade I decided to write my own tournament shonen arc, idek why LMAO but yeah here it is lmk if you like it :D

Tournament rules- You advance by knocking out your opponent or forcing them to give up, 3 people will

Become cyclones there are 3 separate tournaments each with 8 participants the 3 winners will become a Cyclone

Finn Sumo

Sierra Leo

Pierre Sing

Amanda Luis

-Finn defeats Sumo he quickly punches sumo in the stomach but sumo absorbs it he punches him over and over but he just keeps absorbing it Finn quickly realizes his power is absorb and release which means he needs to end this fast Finn punches Sumo with hell flame and then German suplexes him into the ground and it knocks him out

-Leo defeats Sierra but taunts her the whole time she’s losing because she’s poor and has nothing pissing Finn off and Leo lands a blow on her that almost kills her when the match ends he spits on her. Which makes Finn get up and rush to the ring where he’s stopped by guards and now he has to wait a full day to face Leo.

-Pierre kills sing in an instant

-Amanda defeats Luis with her expert knowledge of pressure points

Finn Leo

Amanda Pierre

-Finn defeats Leo they weren’t equal Finn was just better then Leo and that broke Leo’s pride

-Pierre defeats Amanda brutally almost kill her and because she wouldn’t give up he tortures her to the point where she’s crying,A black aura wraps around Finn and he screams “ENOUGH” flash steps to the ring and punches Pierre, Pierre says oh your the one that beat Leo you know he was one of my top earners I should kill you for that, The General of the Government drops in and says you can do what ever you want tomorrow in the finals Pierre says fine I can wait another day to kill you,Finn rushes Pierre but he’s knocked out by the general. It’s announced that Amanda lost due to disqualification Finn wakes up next to Amanda in the hospital room and Leo sitting by Finns side Leo explains that trash like him can’t win and he has to drop out unless he wants to die, he explains Pierre is ruthless and will do anything to win, When Finn looks discouraged and scared because of the stories Leo is telling him he sees Amanda trying to move but in pain Amanda says please don’t face him,please I can’t lose you too she’s crying while saying this and he gets angry and says he’s going to die tomorrow.

Finn Pierre

Finn defeats Pierre this battle should take 3 episodes

Beginning: Finn starts by rushing Pierre and tries punching and kicking him but Pierre evades and blocks all of it,Pierre elbows Finn down to the floor Pierre thinks it’s done so he starts walking away and quickly Finn goes on all fours and leaps to tackle Pierre. Pierre jumps in the air and both of his feet land on Finns back,Pierre says fine picks Finn up by the hair and punches his stomach when he goes to again Finns legs wrap around it and put Pierre in a submission, Pierre is trying to get out of it but when he gets out of one he gets caught in another he thinks to himself how the hell does this kid have this much power Pierre powers up and slams Finn onto the floor,Finn screams ITS NOT THAT EASY and holds onto his grip,Pierre breaks the grip by ripping his arm off as Beast creature can regenerate their arms. The beginning of the fight ends when Finn powers up completely

Middle: Finn is now equal with Pierre due to powering up they clash blow for blow until Pierre grabs Finns leg and hurls him into the ground over and over Finn grips the floor and spins out of Pierres grip. Finn jumps up and spin kicks Pierre but he blocks it and catches him again. Finn then activates his Zeke power and puts hell flame into a kick from his other legs and suddenly the hell flame disappears and Pierre throws Finn across the stage and now Finn realizes what Pierres Zeke power is and why he over powered Amanda so easily his power his cancel out other Zeke powers and with how strong and powerful he is he’s basically unbeatable. Finn says in his mind NO THERE HAS TO BE A WAY TO BEAT THIS GUY, Finn thinks to put him in another submission and when he tries to tear off his arm to get out of it then Finn will activate his power. While he’s thinking Pierre says this fight is too long and runs full speed at Finn punches him in the stomach and sends him out of the ring the refs start counting down from 15 as it should take that long to get back into the ring the smoke is covering Finn so the ref doesn’t realize that Finn is digging his way to Pierre At 1 Finn is about to be counted out when suddenly he pops out behind Pierre from digging his way underground and deliveres a full powered hell flame kick to Pierres head since he also learned to cancel out someone’s power Pierre needs to look at them. When everybody thinks Pierre is done he kips back up and rips his head off since it’s on fire grows it back and kicks Finn down to the floor and becomes his final beast form.

Ending: Finn fully powered up vs Pierre fully powered up,Pierre is wiping the floor with Finn he’s tossing him around screaming give up. Pierre thinks killing him isn’t enough he wants his pride gone. Pierre kicks Finn into the air and then punches him back down multiple times but finally when the beating is over Pierre is standing over Finn and he puts his foot on Finns arm and breaks it Finn screams. Pierre says give up Finn smiles and says I’ll never give up when he���s about to pass out he hears Amanda scream his name “FINN PLEASE...WIN FOR YOUR DREAM” Suddenly a black and red aura wrap around Finn and he’s lifted back up by this power Pierre says what the hell im cancelling his power out how the hell is he doing this unless his spiritual energy is just so big it’s leaking from his body but what kind of energy is this.Flashbacks of Amanda’s hurt and bloody body pop up in Finns mind.Finn looks up at Pierre and his pupils are missing and he says “you hurt her” and then he screams “I’LL KILL YOUUUUU!”Pierre says what are you because he senses the aura of the Devil a aura he felt when he was very young. Finn flash steps behind Pierre and activated hell flame on his fist but the flame is blue and burning Finns hand Pierre can’t turn around fast enough to cancel his power out and Finn says “someone like you does not deserve life..die trash” Pierre says “wait please” and Finn rips through Pierres heart and burns Pierres whole body

[theliterarywolf]

To be fair, Futanari can go either way. Especially these days. Mini-rant: Kinda tired of reading fanfics, and the guy is described with a basically completely female physique, just with a dick, but no tits. "His wide hips, tiny waist, and narrow shoulders. (more detail etc etc)" Especially the times it was accompanied by a drawing, and then having him stand next to a dude who's actually drawn as a man. I mean, you do your fetish, but don't pretend this isn't just a no-tiddy futa.

Anon, how could you?! What you're describing isn't a 'no-tiddy futa'!

It's your average male omega! Get your fetish tropes right, gosh!

[elcarpiocomics]

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