#meanwhile dick has told the same stories over and over again

[somnus-in-law]

How many batgirls and robins later do you think it would take before the kids realize that Dick wasn't lying and Bruce really does just eat the rats, bats, and literally everything that crawls in the cave?

[002yb]

Blanket apology on the lateness to all of these replies.  ┬┴┬┴┤･ω･)ﾉ

Head bonks when they’re brushing their teeth over one sink

A persisting argument of Dick wanting to save any stray bugs that make their way into their apartment while Jason wants to eradicate them (because Dick thinks they’re neat, but Jason associates them to an unkept home)

They don’t own a mop, so they make a conga line where Jason shuffles through with a wet towel and Dick shuffles through with a dry towel behind him

Dick coming home with groceries, only for the both of them to go back out again because he forgot the top thing on the list; it happens consistently and Jason has an inkling Dick does it on purpose (he does)

Whipping each other with towels and vaulting over furniture to escape impending doom

Tucked away in this ask, only I’m not sure what else to add hahaha.

Just Jason consciously falling in love with Dick over a series of mundane moments

So he associates all these little things with Dick in that way young lovers do

A certain route they patrolled, the flickering of a neon sign, the wind pulling through their hair as they sat up high on a skyscraper.  The pounding of his heartbeat as they chased each other, the sweltering heat of a humid day or the smell of a coffee – warm where Dick pressed it to Jason’s cheek and warm throughout his body when Jason sipped at it and let it chase away all the fatigue.  Dawn on the horizon with Dick at Jason’s window - lingering just a moment longer.

Jason being very aware of how smitten he is and doing nothing about it.  Just basking in the present moments as they come and being content in their afterglow.

This is perfection.  No notes.  Superb.

Uaaaaaahhhhhhhh an art like this must exist, right?  It’s too good not to!!  Damian being ornery with Dick in this sort of capacity (with them both fawning over Jason) is probably my most favorite dc fanon thing hahaha.  Thank you for the visual of this, anon!

Hahaha, how Dick keeps his degeneracy under wraps is beyond Jason, truly.  Truth be told though, it stops being discreet because Jason’s reactions to all of Dick’s dirty talk is so obvious.  That’s okay though because Dick doesn’t mind.  Even if he goes down, Jason goes with him; they’re partners in life and in their perverse ways.  An accusation Jason adamantly refuses because they are not the same; no way!

To which Dick will roll his eyes but it’s whatever.  Denial is the first step to acceptance.  That besides, it’s not like Jason isn’t the one pulling Dick aside or beckoning him someplace private after Dick drops those suggestions. ;)

Hahaha, the perpetually single ones for sure.  But I think those who are in committed relationships would be overwhelmingly fond and nostalgic.  Seeing dickjay’s young love, so new and sweet and exciting, would remind them of back when they were first falling in love.  And it’d maybe spark some rekindled romance in their own relationships as they reminisce.

Meanwhile dickjay admiring those who have been in relationships longer because they’re comfortable and settled and really?  They can’t wait to be there, but for now Dick and Jason just enjoy each other day by day. //u///

There’s a story sitting in my drafts that covers this.  It’s been done for months but tbh having to tag on ao3 is such a daunting thing.  I’ll try to get this posted for you soon, anon.

This exchange is the closest to eldritch!Dick as I can imagine.

Will-o-Wisp!Dick lives in my head rent free and it’s the closest I think I can get to something eldritch (because I’m dumb I don’t actually get what it’s supposed to be LOL).  Or something akin to a will-o-wisp.  With Dick being able to twist his voice and image to lure people into the bog that is Gotham’s bowels.  He usually makes himself known as a robin chirping in the night; a warning song.

Other times he’ll appear as a child, dashing through shadows with laughter echoing through alleys.  A beautiful boy that lures criminals away from the main streets and any lingering lights, or guides innocents someplace safer.

And then there’s Dick Grayson, grown and bewitching with the mirthful light in his eyes and a wicked smile; bared teeth and a jaw that might be too sharp.

Dick becoming an urban legend in his own right.  Where he’s ‘passive,’ only not really.  He guides people through Gotham and depending on the situation, Dick will bring them home.  Or he’ll walk them off a building’s ledge, into oncoming traffic, or for those most wicked – infront of the muzzle of Red Hood’s gun.

This post.

Ahahahaha, thank you so much!  Jason getting all flustered after being exposed (by himself, no less) is so charming.  For as much as I love maiden!Jason, he’s probably a bit of a freak ngl.  Like Jason probably kink shames himself after bringing up something he’d like to try with Dick and Dick sputters because the depravity is !!!

Just Jason basing the validity of some of his kinks on Dick’s reaction to them because Dick is the most depraved man he knows.

Of course even when Jason catches Dick off guard (surprisingly often), Dick gets on board real quick.

But yeah, without fail I think it’s always Jason that exposes his own kinks.  And he’s not casual about it at all once he realizes and that exposes himself further and it’s the most vicious of cycles, hahaha.

In reply to this ask.

Tbh, no change LOL.  Dick’s domesticity kink and how he reacts to Jason being domestic transcends time and circumstance.  So, basically:  Simp King!Dick Grayson.  Who is genuinely turned on by stupid, mundane domestic things but who also plays up his reactions because it makes Jason laugh and fluster and Dick loves to see that.

The visual of Dick being taken out at the knees or falling into the wall for support or just keeling over a bit while biting his sleeve because Jason is cooking/cleaning/doing laundry is just so silly hahaha.  Or even Dick just being all sparkly and flowery because yeah, check out his boyfriend (only don’t, thanks) being so sweet and caring and wonderful.  //U////

But also the heated moments because of course.  Where Dick:

Hooks his chin over Jason’s shoulder as Jason cooks something over the stove.  Hands on Jason’s hips and peppering kisses just below Jason’s ear (and in abo setting getting a little high off of Jason’s scent because nothing is more tantalizing than that).  And Jason tries to turn around so that they can fool around a bit, but Dick is all, ‘nope, keep cooking //W////’ and proceeds to just shower Jason in some heavy petting

Oh.  Basically the above, but Jason is washing dishes.  And Dick manages to make Jason come with only the graze of Dick’s teeth at his nape and some dirty promises

Dick pushing Jason back onto a pile of unfolded laundry and having his way with him right there.  ANd Jason loves it in the moment, caught between still hot clothes and Dick burning above him.  Up until they get off and Jason realizes he has to redo laundry.  Again.

It’s cool though.  Dick joins him and they fuck again with Jason bent over the wash, detergent spilling everwhere.

Omg they’re fooling around as the washer is going only to have it flood with suds because they accidentally spilled in too much detergent ahhhahaha

Honestly torn between Damian wholeheartedly believing possessiveness = protectiveness, or whether he's aware of the difference but was impacted by losing Jason (when Jason left the League) and that loss fucked him up in a way that makes him believe that to keep someone close, you've got to own them. 🤔

Either way, Damian rates Dick low because there's always room for improvement.  There's potential, surely, but generally Dick is too nice.

As for something that constitutes Dick being bumped up to a 10?  Ahahaha, Vampire King!Dick turning Jason and making him his vampire queen and doing so in a way where Jason can only feed on Dick to survive.  And when Jason tries a hunger strike, Dick retaliates by starving Damian somehow.  It's an inconceivable thought if only because Dick is so soft on him, but it would prove very telling.

Hello, hello~ I’m getting by alright.  Sorry that I’ve not been posting much though!  And that it took so long to reply to this ask. ;3;

But yeah, Talia and Jason.  Because I’m a sucker for Jason whump forever and always, I’m partial to a relationship where Talia only cares for Jason because of his relationship with Bruce.  So there’s no love or genuine affection there for Jason as an individual, just as a convenient means of achieving a faroff goal.  Where Jason is, once again, collateral damage.

That’s a disservice to Talia though so like, reserved mother figure or just a lady who is fond of the nanny/bodyguard she found for her son is cool, too!

Thank you for reading so many of my posts!  It makes me happy that you enjoyed enough to read more. ( ´ ∀ `)ノ～ ♡

Jason winning over the hearts of all the shop employees because despite his intimidating stature, Jason is a timid maiden as he wanders the shop.  His gaze keeps wandering to the delicate lingerie and corsets, but Jason’s convinced it’d be dumb on him because he’s not exactly dainty

Queue encouraging salespeople and clientele and Jason being so flushed that everyone falls in love with him

Also everyone being like, hot damn, because that bust to waist ratio?  Sinful.  Who’s the lucky guy that landed him?

It’s the atmosphere of the place that gets Jason sharing a picture of Dick and oh boy does Jason preen as everyone admires his boyfriend.

Just Jason having a good time despite the initial (and persisting because he’s a maiden) embarrassment lol.

And then he gets home and omgggggg Dick

Dick sneaks in and catches Jason trying to lace up the corset on his own and Dick is such a goner because hot damn hot damn he’s fainting don’t call for help though, just cushion his fall with those bolstered tits; let Dick catch himself with hands braced on that cinched waist fuuuuuuuuuu–

For real, Dick is just so delighted because Jason is so gorgeous (and cute and sweet, because of course he flusters and tries to explain everything away, but Dick isn’t a fool; he’s fully encouraging and supportive)

Then it’s just Dick pulling the corset tight for Jason

And marveling at the way he pulls Jason’s breath from him

Looking over Jason’s shoulder to watch Jason watching himself in the mirror

Then running his hands over Jason so that he can watch through the mirror

And when their eyes catch Jason is blushing red and the corset already has him short of breath, but seeing Dick’s heated gaze has him feeling faint–

Then Jason wakes up and Dick is all sheepish because he might have pulled the corset too tight, whoops; they were both a little overzealous

Dick wanting to go with Jason the next time he goes shopping.  He wants to pick something for him, too ;)

This ask.

Bahaha for comedy the baby is absolutely Clark and Jason's. Logic be damned, Bruce would be positively teeming with rage directed solely at his 'partner,' his 'better half,' his 'we're divorced now' bestie and just. One would think Superman went and impregnated Bruce's babygirl as opposed to the cloning that actually happened.

But yes, basically Bruce being mad because:

Clark 'knocked up' Bruce's darling babygirl

Clark is the father

The baby isn't Bruce's

Poor Clark can't catch a break, either, because Dick? He is his adoptive daddy's son through and through and is also teeming with rage directed solely at his 'hero,' his 'most revered mentor,' his 'i'm disowning myself now' second father figure because like. Really?? Dick just bought a ring?? ('But you haven't had your first date yet?' Clark would note, to which Dick would bristle because, 'It's serious-- ;n;').

Let's not forget Damian 'brocon' Al Ghul-Wayne, either. Because ahahaha. Even while Jon is dropping the biggest hints about being disappointed and wanting to start a family with Damian, Damian is zeroed in on Jon's dad because Clark and Jason? Absolutely not. As you might guess, Damian is teeming ahahaha. Because to him, Jason is simultaneously mother and babygirl. In that same vein, Damian's place as t h e b a b y in Jason's life has been stolen from him and he's distraught.

Meanwhile Tim is with Kon and they're just like, PHEW. Thank fuck. But then just a few seconds later they're fooling around because, 'no clones here; I'll put a baby in you myself,' and 'yeah? go ahead and try. ;)'

[im-out-of-it]

season 2, episode 2, part 3 continued “a door into the dark”

69. I know this was last episode but I love a speechless Alec

70. Simon: why would I need you anyways?

80. Magnus with his wonderful wisdom

81. I also love Izzy’s face here

82. Clary: omg dot I haven’t seen you in days

83. Valentines actions don’t make sense but he is smart enough (which isn’t much) to trick jace and clary endlessly

84. smart enough because clary and Jace are the dumbest characters on the show and series and would believe the sky was green if you told them so

85. you know that you could easily put what happens to Alec back on jace and clary, and Jocelyn. Jace leaves and Alec thinks it’s his job to save him. Clary doesn’t listen to anyone and will do anything to save jace even if it means listening to some visions, and Jocelyn didn’t tell clary anything of her past- loses clary- and then enlists Alec’s help

86. and it’s not dot’s fault because she’s been getting injected by Valentine (and I get it’s hard not to listen to but clary also isn’t the brightest)

87. Alec: im worried sis

88. now Simon, why would Camille be there of all places???? 😭 (India)

89. it was Luke’s idea first but Jocelyn went right along with tagging Alec

90. Alec has a mind of his own but there’s a problem. the whole shadowhunters premise is all about saving jace no matter what. it’s also about saving clary but CC made the whole thing about jace and how everyone needs to be determined to save him at any costs. it doesn’t matter if someone dies or gets their feelings hurt as long as jace is protected and safe. which is really ironic because he’s been named the best shadowhunter of his generation but constantly needs saved. CC and her weird self insert obsession with a fictional character is obviously wild but it practically ruins the whole story. the concept of shadowhunters isn’t bad. the downworlders are interesting and so are fighting demons but not when there aren’t good enough arcs, plot lines, and people keep doing the same exact thing that you can predict where the story is heading

91. and that’s exactly the problem here. Jace has been nothing but rude to Alec since the last season but Alec is determined to save him even if it means putting himself at risk. I get the show didn’t want to go too far from the books but they didn’t need to have Alec constantly save jace and practically kill himself over and over again. this is going to be the second time he almost dies and there’s another big one later on. Alec’s body and mind is never a concern but jace is

92. but what are we sacrificing here? Alec should have been allowed to cut off jace in the show and be happy without him. there’s so many possibilities and storylines they could have done. he’s not the heart of the story. Alec is, Izzy, Raphael, simon, Maia, magnus, they are the heart of the story and what people want to watch (and I’m biased) but nobody wants to watch some dude who’s supposed to be the best degrade, dismiss, and be a dick to his parabatai who has done so much for him.

93. Alec says he needs jace but what he needed was a real friend (give me the series and concept, I can fix it)

94. Alec going off part 4

95. Jocelyn means: I’ll do anything to bring back a daughter I don’t respect even if it means you almost dying Alec

96. I love Alec’s I don’t give a fuck attitude but I still wish he would’ve gone off on jace. and I know I’ve gone into much detail about it but I just wish so so so much that they would’ve had Alec had a breakthrough and really ask if jace is worth all of his suffering.

97. and valentines plan is working as he predicted

98. “I guess I’m not your ordinary shadowhunter”- yeah, you’re more annoying and self conceited than most

99. Simon is still battling a snake 😭

100. meanwhile mags is just collecting his belongings lmao

101. nothing like going shopping for your own stuff

102. magnus, you don’t have a bad side

103. and here is the jackpot of all trades

104. you’re a warlock Magnus

105. this is one of the most symbolic pieces of Magnus there are

106. I forgot these and I finally found the vampire running gif so if anyone doesn’t want to even look at the one I created, I won’t be insulted lmao

107. Simon: MAGNUS IM DYING

108. clary, you can gladly leave and no one will care. LET ME DO A REWRITE PLEASE

109. Magnus: what took you so long?

stopping at 110 but I’ve got two more parts in the editing stage that I’ll get right out

[cherienymphe]

Hey this is that same anon who send that really long story time. Maybe it was too long because it actually cut the first part out. I️ said I️ met him on tinder, thought he was cute being all tall and tatted, giving off bad boy vibes and then I️ had the audacity to be shocked when he turned out to be the worst person ever (but not everyone who has tattoos is evil!).

(Okay so maybe me romanticizing the situation also pushed me to endure it till I️ couldn’t) (this is why bad boy romances can be bad) (but I’m also 23 so I️ really have no excuse)

Our first time meeting he told me to meet him at a bar in the Tulane university area that I’ve been to before. I️ pull up and text him multiple times that I’m here and looking for him but he stopped answering fast, just sporadically.

Meanwhile a fight breaks out across from where I️ parked and I️ was amused while also looking for the guy. I️ was really yelling “the girls are fighting!” And “white on white crime!” (In an area where there are PWI students aggsdksla). Then FaceTimed my friends abt how my date wasn’t responding and that I️ should just go home…but not before showing them the two drunk guys fighting across the street.

My date finally answered back asking me if I️ was still around and I️ said yeah, I️ just saw a fight break out and guess who was in that?

My date 💀😭 that’s why he wasn’t texting back!

Honestly that should’ve been red flag #1 but he won that fight and I️ was turned on ngl :/ he handled that man and then after we finally sat down and had some drinks…he handled me afterwards asfsghs.

And honestly his dick was bomb but not bomb enough for me to put up disrespect 😂 alrighty story time over again!

I'm actually screaming at this being your first meeting and him not responding bc he was actually beating bitches up. 10/10. Wattpad has nothing on him

[therese-lokidottir]

The Avengers: Earth Mightiest Heroes & X-Men Evolution series watch

Everything is Wonderful written by Brandon Auman

The episode starts with Simon William speaking with Tony Stark about how his company is being crushed by Stark Industries. Simon begs Tony not to buy out the company he worked so hard to build only for Tony to reveal to him during the conversation he already has. Simon storms out before Tony can give any further explanation. Hank who was also in the room as Antman criticizes Tony for his callousness. Tony brushes him off telling Hank that he just wouldn't understand his plan.

Thor and Wasp are flying over the city chasing down AIM mooks who are attempting to secure new weaponry. Wasp tells Thor to damage their ship but lets them escape so they can track him back to their hideout.

In the Avengers mansion, Nick Fury has come to speak with Captain America to offer him something.

Simon with some reservations has turned to his brother and Hydra member Eric Williams/Grim Reaper for help. Grim Reaper takes Simon to AiM run by MODOK who offers to remake Simon's body into something new. Desprete to take down Tony Stark Simon agrees. MODOK informs Simon there is no guarantee he'll survive the process and Grim Reaper leaves to inform Baron Strucker of AiM's progress.

Captain America and Nick Fury speak in a secret base where Fury gifts Captain America's old motorcycle back to him. Nick had gotten from his father Jack, a howling commando who told him stories about him. Nick tells Cap that if he is ever in need Shield will be there to help.

Hank and Tony speak in his lap. Hank presses Tony about his actions and again criticizes Tony for his callousness. Telling him that even if he claims he wants to save the world and is no longer making weapons he's still hurting people.

The AiM mooks return to the secret base, Wasp and Thor indeed following them there. At the same time Modok's experiment on Simon of going on. Wasp and Thor bust into the lap and discover Modok baffled by his appearance. A fight breaks out, disrupting the experiment and turning Simon into a pure energy being.

Hank and Tony are arguing in the lab when suddenly Simon attacks Stark Industries. Simon destroys Tony's office and attacks Tony tearing away most of his armor telling him he won't get away with destroying everything he has built. Ant-man comes in and holds off Simon for now telling Tony to run. Meanwhile, Wasp and Thor are still fighting Modok in the AIM base. They fight MODOK off, but he flees and the entire base is revealed to have been a ship and Modok escapes.

Ant-Man fights with Simon for a bit but Hank manages to talk Simon down briefly. Telling Simon he's not a bad person and Simon says he never wanted things to turn out like this. But Tony breaks the peace when he attacks with a giant Iron Man suit enraging Simon again. Simon nearly blasts Tony but Captain America can arrive in time to shield Tony. Simon's form starts to destabilize. Tony and the rest attempt to help him getting him in the arc reactor in the hope that will be enough to restore him. But they aren't able to make it in time and Simon's body burns out. Tony devastated by this reveals to the others that he did not mean to sink Simon's company. Only buying it out to attempt to save it.

Later that night Simon's body reforms. It is because Of Amora's magic saying she'll keep him alive and offering him a chance to take down the Avengers.

So, my main take away from this episode is that Tony Stark is a dick. Even with the revelation at the end that he was trying to save Simon company he is still a dick. Because rather than telling Simon beforehand or ever talking to him about it he had to be smug about it. Why? Because he wanted to swoop in and come off like a hero. He also despite having the time explains himself to Hank just say he wouldn't get it. Tony just wants everyone to assume he right and knows what he's doing.

Thor and Wasp end having a fun dynamic in this episode. Both their enthusiasm for being heroes and working together is really cute. Thor clearly respects Wasp as a worthy ally.

Steve gets a little bit in this episode, asking himself where his place in the world is now. Still in his Captain America costume, I wonder if the implications that's all he has and doesn't have any normal clothes.

annoyance with Tony aside this was a another great episode

Survival of the Fittest written by Pamela Hickey & Dennys McCoy

The episode begins with Mystique sneaking into a high-security prison and releasing Juggernaut. Mystique offers to get Juggernaut out of prison and take him to Xavier for revenge in exchange for Cerebro. Meanwhile, the Kids are all at a survival training camp where Scott has been chosen as the leader to the annoyance of Toad, Lance, Pietro, and Fred. Lance decides that they'll start the competition with the X-men members, particularly wanting to beat Scott. Lance and Scott race in an obstacle course. Lance uses his power to dunk Scott in the river. Jean stops Spyke from retaliating and suggests that Scott handle the situation like a leader. Scott blasts Lance out of his raft and wins the race. The X-Men and the Brotherhood argue over the winner. The camp counselor intervenes and tells them to retrieve a flag from the top of the mountain. The whole team must retrieve the flag together without using powers. Lance and Scott have a rivalry, but Jean convinces both teams to play fair.

At the Institute, Charles Xavier and Wolverine talk about the kids training before Xavier uses Cerebro to detect a signature, which Xavier identifies as Juggernaut on the loose. Xavier informs Wolverine that Juggernaut is actually his half-brother, Cain Marko. At camp, X-Kids complain about Scott being focused solely on winning the race while Toad scouts ahead for the Brotherhood. The Brotherhood reaches the end of the blocked tunnel, Lance causes the tunnel to collapse on them when trying to clear a path. The X-Kids almost reach the flag when tremors and see through a cannel that the brotherhood has trapped themselves inside the mountain.

Juggernaut and Mystique arrive at the Institute together. Wolverine fights Juggernaut but fails. Cerebro is destroyed causing Mystique to become furious. Juggernaut and Wolverine make their way to the Danger Room. Mystique confronts Juggernaut for not keeping his end of the deal, but he knocks her away stating he doesn't make deals X-men kids saved Brotherhood on the mountain. X-Jet arrived, and Storm announced Xavier and Mystique were in trouble. Scott asked Lance if he was ready, and he replied "Let's go!"

At the Institute Xavier activates the Danger Room to try to stop Juggernaut but to no avail. The X-Kids and the Brotherhood arrive. Jean uses her telekinesis to hold Juggernaut down. She can't hold him long though and collapses. Wolverine tells them to remove Juggernaut's helmet. They fight together and do manage to remove his helmet allowing Xavier neutralizes Juggernaut. The X-Kids and Brotherhood cheered and congratulated each other after the battle. Mystique commented that it was an unusual sight. Xavier agreed and Mystique took the Brotherhood back home. Later, Xavier returned Cain to prison. On their way out, Jean and Scott flirted and talked about how great it was to fight alongside the Brotherhood.

So I am very amused by the relaxed nature the enemies have with each other. Yeah, they just go to school together, yeah, they everyone just goes home at the end and there is not further confrontation. Like, that's Mystique you guys are just cool with her leaving? Okay

I do like the stuff with Scot and showing his more stubborn and prideful streak, but also at the end showing that he is actually god ad leading and coronating people. The end where it shows that all these people could be an efficient team if they worked together.

I like all the stuff with the kids, but I am a bit disappointed in the adult characters so far. We interduce all these big characters but so far none of their relationships feel like they have any real weight behind them.

it seems this show has more or less settled into what it will be, at least for the first season. This show is show does have continuity but for the time being it also has more one-off stories. Nothing wrong with that it's just a very notable difference when watch this back-to-back with EMH.

[notmyname2017]

My next story is another one that has been playing on my mind.

Debbie was such an amazing girl. A new girlfriend to me and things got physical quickly.

After a few months of dating it got slightly more serious. And one day she told me she had told her past lover (a married man who she had seen on and off) about me. She seemed sad at having said goodbye; so I told her that I’m open minded and I asked how she would feel about that.

Her eyes lit up and she asked “open minded in what kind of sense” and I explained that my greatest desire was to completely satisfy my woman. And that if that required two men to make love to her constantly to keep her in a constant state of orgasm; I’d love to be one of them. She smiled and said really? And I explained that I’d love to have her in bed spoon fucking her whilst she kissed her lover and he held her breasts. Her eyes went wide, mouth dropped open and then formed a massive smile, nodding in an ask for me to continue.

So I went on…. “And after I’d cum in you, you could offer yourself to him to do exactly the same and you would kiss me. Telling me how good it felt to be fucked and I’d tell you that I’d want you to ride me next once he had cum. You reached down to my dick and held it till it was hard; kissing me deeply as I heard him grunt and exclaim. I knew his dick was releasing sperm in to your cunt. Spraying it over your cervix, mixing it with my spunk. He would pull out and you pinned me down. Holding me you guided my dick inside your pussy. Burying me inside you. I felt the wonderful warmth and extra slippery ness of sloppy seconds around my cock.

Now Debbie loved to ride and within moments she was quivering with her first orgasm. Her lover was now watching her and he knelt up on to his knees to kiss her. She panted in his face. And I could feel her pussy grip my dick in passion. Oh my word … just his kiss was making her cum again. He gripped her hair and one of her breasts and pulled her head back so he could put his tongue deep in to her mouth. She ground her pussy on to my dick rubbing her clit hard. This kept her on the wave of climaxing. Her thighs twitched and her body trembled.

Our next position came swiftly.

Debbie lay on her back. Head just off the bed her lover parted her legs. His head went down to her pussy. And he smelled her. A delicious smell of her musk, my cum and his own cum greeted his nose. He sniffed deeply and kissed her labia. Meanwhile I knelt down and kissed Debbie. Thanking her for the pleasure of her riding me; making me fill her pussy. She moaned as her clit was licked and sucked by her lover. He was very attentive. Alternating between licks, kisses and sucks. He made her moan happily as I kissed her. She then pulled her tongue back and whispered in my ear that she wanted to suck me. I saw in her eyes that she wanted more than that. She wanted my cum in her mouth, no, in her throat. I knelt up and my dick brushed her lips. Her mouth opened and she took the head inside her mouth running her tongue over the head as her own clit was sucked. I especially enjoyed this and I put my hands on her tits, gripping and groping her body. Eagerly searching for that release. I grew impatient I wanted to feel her lips strain against the root of my cock. With her head back in that position I was able to ease my cock deeper in to her mouth past the tonsils a venture in to her throat. Her lover saw that I now had my dick in her and he wanted a similar pleasure. Coming up from her pussy he pushed her legs wide, which split her labia lips apart and her fuck hole opened. The sight was awesome. My dick in her throat. She was gagging and her cunt open, wet and ready for our sperm. The anticipation was overwhelming. Holding her ankles apart her lover placed his dick at the open hole and slid inside. She moaned on my cock and I started to withdraw out of her mouth so that the vibrations of her moan stimulated the head of my dick. He was now inside her. It was such a beautiful sight to see her labia parted by a cock as my dick was in her face. Her lover gathered pace, with purpose he fucked her cunt. I responded matching his thrusts with withdrawing and vice versa. And with that we started fucking Debbie. We didn’t pause for a moment we just enjoyed the sensations her body was giving us. She was very generous and allowed him to push her thighs back parting her even further. I held her ankles now pushing my dick deep in to her throat so that it bulged out in her neck. Her lover was banging hard and I could tell he was about to cum in her cunt again. It didn’t take long and he was cumming inside her yet again. Eager to have the feeling of fresh cum inside my girls cunt I pulled out of her mouth and us boys swapped. He offered his cum covered dick to her mouth and I pushed her legs apart. This time I grabbed her tits and he held her ankles wide apart. The sloppy seconds were fabulous the feeling of adding my own spunk to her already cummed in 5 times pussy was exciting. I had to fuck quite hard and she was cleaning her lovers dick and then I ejaculated more sperm in to her.

[thatbanditqueen]

Here to leave my review on the long awaited Chapter 3 (its okay we forgive you) -

FIRST OF ALL, Ida and Saul are my spirit animals and favorite characters seriously. They so help in keeping the story light hearted and comedic even when Elvis is making me wanna slap him on behalf of Becky! It was relatable and hilarious when Saul was the last one to find out who Elvis was the men in my family are exactly the same. Ida is Captain of the Becky Butt x Elvis ship please she was all for her niece getting some under her roof, we love a supportive queen. And Elvis is a ridiculously charming man - but ridiculous nonetheless. Poor Jerry having to drive them down there, look for a nonexistent lost ring and then give up his comfort all so Elvis could get some. And Becky Butt, baby, my heart is breaking for you already because yes I want them to be happy but I can only imagine how much heartache is to come before Elvis opens his damn eyes!!! That man can be so stubborn. Also, the conversation they had, the way Elvis is always trying to deflect and distract and go on the offensive it gave me Anita phone call vibes 101 I lived for it. Elvis winning over Ruth so quickly, why am I not surprised? The man is a child himself. But with time I know he’s gonna be the best step daddy. Ruth picking up the Becky Butt moniker - LMAO. That names gonna stick and I’m 100% for it. Becky’s such a good mom, always putting her daughter first and making sure she’s comfortable/okay. She’s got a child streak in her that I think pulls Elvis in because he does as well but she has a maturity he never mastered in my opinion due to everyone in his life bending to his every whim. And can I please tell you how grateful that I am that you really lean in to the gorgeous physicality that was Big Daddy. Talking about his stomach, about his largeness, all of it, so many fics hardly allude to it meanwhile I want to suffocate underneath that man. Becky is living my dream. Thanks for updating, what a delightful read it was 💗

Dear Bri,

Thanks for taking the time to write this, it is so very reaffirming to hear what you think! Ida and Saul are so fun to write, I can hear their voices in my head, they are sort of a composite of different family members/friends i grew up with. For some reason, a lot of older women in my life, including my grandmother, were absolute sex instigators. My granny once told me, with all seriousness, that all i needed to do to solve a relationship issue with my partner at the time was just to have sex and forget about the whole fight.... hahaha. SO, yes, Becky may have gotten knocked up young, but she has never been as carefree or in tune with her sensuality as Ida, and Ida wants to really make that happen for her :) I don't know, I could just see Elvis pulling something like this with Jerry, I see it as part of his ego/inferiority duality, like he's somewhat drunk the koolaid that he's some sort of really cool rock star, but also, if he was really confident, he'd just tell people what was really going on, ughh, he was such a cute, clueless dork/ total dick in so many delectable ways, I really enjoy playing with him and writing this fic. And I love love LOVE BDE's physicality, though I will be the first to admit that @eliseinmemphis's posts about worshiping big daddy elvis were fundamental to my own burgeoning fixation with this era Elvis. I need him to crush me. I need to play with his tummy and the waddle under his jowls. Becky is all of us.... and I think her earthy, latent sensual earth mother nature finds BDE attractive and is drawn to him both as a lover, and as wounded boy she wants to nurture.... or will be moreso when/if he gets his head out of his ass and gets over himself enough.

Thanks again for taking the time to give me this feedback!!!! I know it was hard to wait for this chapter, although, in my defense, the wait between ch 1 and ch 2 was a lot longer, life is a little more settled and i think it shouldn't be more than two weeks or so until I post ch 4. I already have somewhat of an outline/set of ideas. But I hate giving a date, because I always seem to miss any deadline I set for myself, and then I publish as soon as I finish, when I really should let things sit and do a proper proofreading job. But don't be afraid to give me a nudge, I've finished chapters because someone asked for it and it motivates me.

all my love,

norAHHHH

v me seeing your message :)

[dykesville]

Video description below the cut.

[Video ID: The speaker is a white woman in a camisole filming herself in her home with the front-facing camera. She says:

I think today was the most fulfilling day of my life. Okay. I'm in New York City. It's pouring buckets, torrential downpour, global warming has arrived. I've got my umbrella. I'm almost to the library. I'm like eye on the prize when I cross paths with the teeniest, tiniest little old lady to ever old lady, okay. She's like, is she a hobbit? Is she a person? She probably lives in a teacup, four feet tall. She's got two hands on a walker. Her wig's slipping off her head. She's got no rain gear whatsoever, and she's going negative miles per hour. Again, it is raining like God finally said, you know what? Screw it. And it's just taking a piss on the earth. So I'm like, this is someone's grandma. Are you joking? I walk up, I'm like, "Hey, where are you going? Can I walk with you for a second to hold the umbrella?"

She's like, "Oh, just to that street corner. That would be amazing." I'm like, "Let's go." I'm getting rained on. No big deal. Won't take us that long. We go across the first intersection. We get halfway and it's, it, the light changes. We're in the middle of the street, in the middle of New York. I'm like, "Here we go.

I've got my umbrella over Maggie, and a city bus is approaching. Okay, I've got my hand out. I'm like, "Don't do it." Meanwhile, Maggie's monologuing about being born in New York. All these incredible stories from like the last a hundred years. I'm like, "I would love to listen, but I'm, I'm in a, a battle of will with Stu the bus driver who's playing chicken with me," he's like tapping his brakes, but not slowing down. I'm like, "You think I'm gonna let you take out teacup grandma? Over two counts of vehicular manslaughter and my dead body, Stu. I've never lost a game of chicken. Let's fucking go."

So he finally slams on his brakes. I hear the people on the bus be like, "gasp!" Faces hitting seats in front of them, and he starts screaming. He's like, "What's your problem?" He's gesturing at the light. I've only been in New York for four weeks, but something took over me. Okay? So I'm screaming back, "Mind your manners." He's like, "Whatcha doing?" I'm like, "Watch your attitude." Maggie's like, "Did the light change?" She starts trying to walk faster. I'm like, "Her walker's gonna get out in front of her. She's gonna fall. Absolutely not." I'm like, "Maggie, you've got plenty of time. Take your time." And she's like, "Someone's yelling." I'm like, "He's got a bad attitude. He can deal with me." She's like, "You're a funny lady." I'm like, "Ha ha. Hey!"

We get across the intersection. We've gotta go the other way. Okay? Now we're crossing this way. The same bus driver's trying to turn right, and again, he's trying to edge her out of life. This other woman behind me walks up. She's like, "Hey, you're getting soaked. Do you need backup?" She's holding her umbrella over me. I'm like, "Yeah." She's like, "What's this asshole's problem?" I'm like, "I don't know. He's a dick." She slams her head to the side of the bus and she goes, "I know you fucking see her." I'm like, "That's right." We get Mag, Maggie, across the street. It takes us 35 minutes to walk half a city block. Okay? She's telling me all about these incredible things about her life. She teaches poetry. She sings at this building on 1:00 PM on Saturdays. It's her birthday tomorrow. I'm like, "I think you're the love of my life."

I'm soaked to the bone, but I'm gonna go bring her flowers and a birthday card where she told me she sings tomorrow afternoon 'cause it's her birthday on Sunday. And she, she looked at me and she said, "Hey, write this in your book. 'cause you earned it today. A walk in the rain is never just a walk in the rain in New York City." I was like, "Damn it, that's a good line." And she's like, "I know, I'm a poet."

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Maggie the poet

[bigmpregnm]

Father's Day: Original - Part 3

[Story Collection] | [Part 2] [●] [Part 4]

Back to the present day again, while I talk to the babies and try to calm them down, the four boys in my belly are moving so much that I think they wanna come out just ripping through my skin like in a horror movie. I groan in discomfort while large bumps are clearly showing through my skin when the babies push really hard against the walls of my womb. I rub the spots where the babies are pushing, at least the ones I can reach, and try to breathe through the pain and discomfort. This is a pretty well known feeling for me because my first quadruplets did exactly the same when they were this big. I know I’m really close to getting in labor and that really scares the shit out of me because I’m completely alone and I already know how hard the whole process is. I don’t even know how I’ll do this while also taking care of the four babies that are in need of my attention right now but I know I have to.

Even though the babies in my belly are restless and I can hardly breathe while they move, I have to calm down before my older quadruplets start crying again. I get closer to each one of their cribs and softly talk to them. I love hearing their little baby sounds, they give me some kind of peace in all the madness that I have to face every day. While I’m talking to one of the babies, I feel a contraction building up in my lower belly and soon it takes over my entire body and makes me cry in pain. My back feels like it’ll break while my belly contracts and the kids inside me start kicking like crazy. I hold my back in pain and lean against the wall to not fall to the ground while some tears of pain run down my cheek. While I groan, one of my older sons stands up in his crib and comes closer trying to reach for my nipples. I have to take care of them while being in labor with the next ones. What a crazy life.

Even after the contraction has ended, I have to take a few seconds to catch my breath and meanwhile, my older sons have started standing up in their cribs and are now desperate for me to take them out. I still feel my belly's muscles pulling a bit even though the contraction has passed and I know that only means more contractions are coming really soon. The pain and a few other feelings bring up a few more memories of the late stages of my first pregnancy. While I get closer to the cribs again, to take the kids out, I start remembering how things were after the first time Tate fucked me when I was 22 weeks along. I never mentioned any of that to my mom, obviously, but I did tell her that Tate would come every two weeks to check on me because I was a man and I was having a high risk pregnancy. Tate only had time to come visit me on Sundays and that has been my mom’s Bingo day for many years so she was never in the house when Tate came. Lucky me.

When he came to visit me again, I was 24 weeks along and we both knew what kind of check up he wanted to do on me. That day I waited for him by the door but only wearing boxers. My hairy belly was on full display and his hands went immediately to rub it, it felt so nice. He said I was growing really fast because I looked way bigger than 2 weeks before and I knew he was right. Considering he really liked how big I was getting, I had weighed myself that morning so when I told him I weighed 246 pounds, I saw the lust on his face. Immediately I grabbed his hand and led him to my bedroom. As soon as we got in, he undressed and I took my boxers off. By the time he was completely naked, I was already waiting for him in bed on all fours and his hard dick was a sign that he was more than ready to fuck me.

That day, while he thrusted into me, he leaned forward against my back and with one hand he started rubbing my hairy belly. The feeling of his dick buried so deep inside me while his hand caressed my belly so lovingly, was making me forget that my life was a mess. While he thrusted into me, he started saying that for the last two weeks he had been jacking off to the memory of our last sex encounter and that he couldn’t stop thinking about me and how hot I looked while pregnant. Those words really got me going because I couldn’t believe Tate thought I was hot, even considering I was a freak with a big baby filled belly. His thrusts were even harder than our first time and that made me moan even louder. My dick was hard all along and while he fucked me, I was leaking pre nonstop and it landed on my sheets. I knew I’d have to change and wash the sheets before my mom came back but at that moment I only cared about Tate’s dick and how good it made me feel.

When he started cumming inside me, I let out a loud groan and started cumming as well, making a huge mess on my bed. He thrusted a few more times into me and then just collapsed on top of me with his dick still inside me. I was breathing heavily and the babies were moving a lot but he started caressing the sides of my belly and they started calming down. At the same time he started kissing my shoulders and neck, making me feel loved and desired. It felt really good and he just continued showing me how much he liked my pregnant body. We were so busy with our sex session that he didn’t run an ultrasound nor checked on my vitals but we both knew everything was alright. When he finally took his dick out me, he told me he was coming back in two weeks and I just nodded in agreement. He just left and I stayed in bed rubbing my belly, already in expectation for his next visit.

While I couldn’t stop thinking about Tate’s visit’s, my body reminded me that I wasn’t on vacation because my belly grew a lot over the next few days and the rest of my body got really thicker. I wanted to think that I was getting fatter thanks to my mom feeding me tons of food but the truth is that it was the babies growing a lot. I felt I was noticeably bigger every day so I started sending Tate nude pics of me standing in front of a mirror. I did it because I wanted to know if I was actually getting that much bigger but at the same time I just loved the way he replied to my texts. He usually sent me a pic of his hard dick, with his hand around it and a text on the lines of: “Look what you did. I’ll need to take a break to take care of this” or “I wanna be there to fuck you all day long”. This turned me on so much and I ended up jacking off to Tate’s dick pic or the description of what he would do to me on his next visit. I know, I sound like a horny teen but I just wanted to enjoy Tate’s dick in the middle of the storm I was living in.

Tate’s next visits were a little bit different because I left the front door unlocked for him, so he went straight to my room and I was already on all fours waiting for him. I loved the moment when he came and his hands started massaging my big ass while he lined up his dick with my hole. I was literally shivering in anticipation and when he started fucking me, I felt like the whole world around me disappeared. This became my favorite moment of my week. Well, every two weeks at least because as much as I wanted him to come every single day of the week, he couldn’t. Even thought I wasn’t happy being away from my family and I knew I was facing the consequences of my cheating, I would’ve loved for Tate to come every day of the week to fuck me like Filip used to do before I found out I was pregnant. Even then, I still loved my wife and I missed my life with her. But Tate’s dick and the memory of Filip’s dick were simply too good for me to deny that I loved the way they fucked me.

The moments when I was waiting for Tate on all fours or when he was fucking me in that position, helped me measure how big I was getting because my belly was filling up the space between my torso and the bed. Every time he came, I felt my belly sunk deeper into the mattress. When I was 24 weeks along, my belly already touched the mattress when I was on all fours and that made me feel huge. When he came back two weeks later, my belly was even bigger and two weeks after that, it rested heavily on the mattress while he fucked me. I knew I was soon getting too big to be in that position and Tate said he loved it. That also meant that I would soon get too big to do a few things and that moment came sooner than I expected.

When I was 30 weeks along, Tate was supposed to come but he had an emergency and couldn’t make it. Then when I was 31 weeks along and he had promised to come, it was Father’s Day and obviously he wanted to spend it with his family. For me it was one of those days when I really missed my family and I was really sad. I needed some company but I knew Tate deserved to be with his family. My mom wasn’t home either because even that day she had bingo and I pretended to be fine. I didn’t want to worry her with my emotional mess so I was home alone and I spent most of my time just watching TV and caressing my big belly while the babies moved. But, when I tried to jack off to one of Tate’s old dick pics, for the first time I had a really hard time reaching for my dick because my belly was simply too big. Amazing, I was getting too big to jack off. That was a really nice Father’s Day gift. It’s sarcasm if you don’t notice. I felt like a whale and I knew I was still getting even bigger even though I felt like I was about to burst already.

For the next few days I was kinda sad and my mom noticed and tried to cheer me up by buying babies’ stuff and ordering their cribs. It actually helped me because I focused on the kids instead of how big I was getting and how much I needed some sexual relief. My mom also got me new clothes because I was already outgrowing the biggest ones she had gotten for me a few weeks before. Though, I knew it was a matter of time before I outgrew the new ones too. I literally felt like a whale and whenever I looked at myself in the mirror, I saw a whale. My mom still told me I looked good and that I was just having big and healthy kids but I knew she was concerned about me getting too big because she asked me pretty often if I was sure I was just 30 weeks along. I mean, I looked overdue already so her question was only logical.

I knew I was getting really big but I only realized how big I was when I was 32 weeks along and Tate came to visit again. It had been a month since the last time he came and I had grown a lot. I weighed myself that day but obviously I couldn’t even see the numbers. I stood on the scale and took a pic from above and then saw the pic and zoomed in. The scale read 276.8 pounds. I sighed and wondered if I’d get to 300 pounds before the babies were born. I looked down at my belly and I sighed at the realization that I was surely getting over 300 pounds. My belly stuck out easily two feet in front of me already and it just felt so heavy that I couldn’t believe I was able to walk. Fun fact, now I consider that weight as “lightweight”.

When I tried to get on all fours to wait for Tate, My arms weren’t able to reach the bed thanks to my belly. I tried but I just couldn’t and by the time Tate walked in, I was on my side just rubbing my belly and longing to get his dick up my hole. He smiled and noticed what was happening so he just got right behind me, lifted up my leg and pushed his dick into my hole like always and fucked me as hard as always. That moment felt so good and it really cheered me up because I was feeling terrible for being that big. Tate just fucked me and told me he loved how big I was getting and that he was eager to see how much bigger I could get. Even though I was scared of that thought, deep inside me I wanted to get huge for Tate. I was getting bigger anyway so if Tate and I could enjoy it, then I had to get huge.

Over the next few weeks I grew even faster than before and I started noticing a few more changes on my body and I hated them. What I feared the most was definitely happening, I was developing breasts. At first it was just some tenderness around my pecs and then they started getting thicker and plumper. I knew my nipples were changing too because whenever I looked at myself in the mirror, I noticed they were getting darker and bigger. Obviously, this didn’t happen overnight but as the days passed, it was getting more and more obvious. Initially I thought there was no way I was getting pecs that big since I’m a man but every day I felt them getting heavier and plumper. My mom even said she could get me a bra because my pecs were getting bigger than most women’s breasts but I wanted to keep at least some dignity even though I was just a huge mess. I felt like I was barely a man anymore.

When I was 34 weeks along and Tate came again, I had round pecs and pretty big nipples already. I thought he would be disgusted or something but he said he loved it and before he fucked me, he played with my pecs for a few minutes. While he massaged and squeezed my pecs, I groaned in pleasure and this turned him on even more. I was weirded out by the fact that I was getting ready to lactate but at the same time, Tate’s touch made me feel so hot that I was eager to get even bigger “tiddies” as he called them. That day he fucked me like never before and with each thrust, I felt my pecs bouncing so much that I would’ve loved to see it on slow motion. While he fucked me, I rubbed my huge belly because the babies were moving a lot but at the same time I was already imagining how it would be to breastfeed them once they were out of me. As weird as the thought was, I was actually excited about it.

The changes didn’t end there though. My belly kept growing, my whole body was getting thicker, my pecs were getting plumper every day but then I felt something changing between my legs. There was no way I could see my crotch because my belly was so big that I felt like I had a whole truck attached to my torso but I could feel my balls getting bigger too. They felt so swollen and every day when I woke up I felt like my balls would burst or something. It was getting really hard for me to fit them in my briefs. Even though my mom had gotten me bigger underwear, bigger pants, bigger t-shirts and bigger tanks, every day was getting harder for me to fit in any of those. My belly and my pecs got too big for any of my t-shirts so I stopped wearing them. Then, my ass got way too big for my pants to cover it entirely so I stopped wearing them too. For a few days I only wore my briefs and even though I knew my mom was uncomfortable, I was simply too tired to care about that.

When I got to 36 weeks along and Tate came to visit me again, I wasn’t able to put on my briefs anymore. First of all, my belly was simply too big for me to bend and lift them up, but my balls were simply so swollen that it was so uncomfortable that I preferred to be naked all the time. I was pretty ashamed to be naked in front of my mom but there was nothing I could do. She said she could get me bigger clothes but we were running out of money already and I knew we still had to buy a few more things for the babies. My savings and her retirement check wasn’t enough to afford all the food I was eating and also get me new clothes every few days. I felt terrible because I knew I needed to find a job soon but first I needed to get those kids out of me. I wanted to get back to my normal life but I knew it was very unlikely.

I weighed 293.5 pounds and I felt as big as a house. I had to struggle a lot to move out of bed. I was left breathless whenever I had to take a few steps and that made me feel like I weighed a ton. My pecs were already huge and I’m pretty sure most women would’ve been jealous but I was really ashamed of my massive tiddies. My belly was enormous and I was constantly groaning in discomfort and pain whenever the babies decided to start a fight or roll inside my overpacked belly. Then there was my ass that would’ve stopped the traffic if I had the courage to get out of the house. Added to all the discomfort, my balls were so plump and so heavy that I felt like they would burst. I also had to be really careful because in some positions my balls got crushed under my bellies’ weight and it was also pretty painful. My back was sore all the time, my ankles were swollen even though I stayed in bed 98% of the day, and my appetite was over the clouds even though I felt like my belly would explode if I got any fuller.

As I mentioned, Tate came and he was so in love with my massive body that he fucked me several times before leaving. He usually left right after he fucked me but that time he stayed a little longer and went a few more rounds into me. I didn’t complain, at all, because I was getting so horny while I got bigger that I was permanently longing for a dick. Sadly, Tate only came every two weeks but I swear I would’ve loved to have him with me all the time because I really needed his dick up my ass 24/7. While he fucked me, he also talked to me about the birth and even though I was too scared about that to actually pay much attention, I heard him say that he knew I was getting in labor soon because multiples were usually born earlier and considering I was having four babies, I was definitely getting in labor that same week. He said he would start getting things ready to take me to a hospital when the time came but I was definitely not going to a hospital. I didn’t want anyone looking at me in that condition.

Tate insisted that I needed to go to a hospital but I said no over and over again. That day, after he left, I cried in fear of what was about to happen. I was really willing to be over with the pregnancy but at the same time the birth was so scary that I wondered if I was even able to give birth. I knew I could get pregnant and Tate estimated that I was able to give birth but I wasn’t 100% sure. I asked my mom about it and she told me that giving birth hurt and that it had been the most painful experience in her life even though she was only having me. I freaked out when I realized I had to push four babies out of me while most women only give birth to one baby but when I looked down at my belly, I realized that there was no other way for me to be done with the pregnancy. I started getting mentally ready to get in labor at any given second.

The thing is, the days passed and I kept growing. Even when I got to 38 weeks along, I wasn’t showing any signs of labor and my body just exploded in size. I was too big to get out of bed on my own and my mom wasn’t strong enough to help me up so I was like a beached whale that just got bigger every day. When I looked down at my belly I couldn’t even believe that it was all me. I was so big and so heavy that I thought I wasn’t having four babies but maybe a whole football team. Even then, I just got bigger everywhere. My pecs were huge and they felt simply so plump all the time that it was even pretty painful. My ass was larger than I thought was even possible. My balls were huge and swollen and the funny thing here is that I know I’m even bigger now.

Even though it sounds impossible, I got to 40 weeks along the day after my 40th birthday. Tate came to visit me and brought a few presents for me and for the babies. He was getting worried because I was simply too big. I weighed 311 pounds and I felt like I was over 1000 pounds. I could hardly move out of bed and when I did, I had to take a break after a few steps. Obviously, Tate came and fucked me and I loved it, especially because he was going really hard into me, trying to break my water. He knew I was more than ready to be done with the pregnancy and he said he wanted to help. That day, while he fucked me, he started massaging my pecs and pinching my nipples and suddenly I felt them shooting milk out like hoses. I don’t think that’s normal but considering how much milk I was producing, it was only logical that the milk would come out in such a way. Tate was so amazed with my milky pecs but he just kept going. I knew he just wanted to fuck me and I just wanted him to fuck me so it was a win-win deal. While his dick was buried deep in my hole and the babies were moving so much inside my belly, I realized that once I had given birth those babies, I had to stop the constant fucking because I couldn’t be that reckless again. I needed to stick to my initial plan, even though I needed Tate’s dick up my ass. I guess all good things have to end but I wanted to enjoy it until the last moment.

My mom was really worried about me but I insisted I was doing fine. She said she had never seen a person as pregnant as I was and I knew she was right. Even then, there was nothing I could do so I just got bigger for a few more days. Tate said he wanted to give me a shot to induce my labor but I hate needles so I said no. I knew I needed to get in labor soon but I wanted to wait for my own body to decide when to do it. The thing is, my body didn’t seem to have any rush because it wasn’t until I was 5 days overdue that I finally felt some light contractions. I texted Tate immediately but he apologized because he was pretty busy that week. I didn’t tell my mom that I was already having contractions and over the next few days they started coming closer to each other, as they got stronger too. I was so tired all the time, my belly was so big and my pecs were constantly pouring milk out of my nipples that I really needed to give birth already but I had to wait a few more days.

It was on August 29, when I was a whole week overdue, that it finally happened. I weighed 315.3 pounds so I was massive. I was home alone because my mom was at bingo. I started having really strong contractions around 3:00 AM but I didn’t tell her. My plan was for her to be away so Tate could come and help me deliver the babies. My plan was pretty easy, considering how hard it is to push four big babies out of your body. Around 9:00 AM, while I was trying to stand up to go to the bathroom, my water broke and it hurt a lot. I clutched my belly and immediately the contractions started getting stronger. As soon as the contraction passed, I called Tate but he didn’t answer. I texted him and he didn’t reply. I started panicking but he just didn’t answer while the contractions started coming closer to each other. In just a couple of hours the contractions were almost on top of each other and I knew I couldn’t wait for Tate, the babies wanted out and there was no way I could delay them. I took a deep breath and started getting ready to give birth completely alone. I was scared to death but I was ready to meet my boys.

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[aetheternity]

So sweet, just for me

Synopsis: Just some stories where reader takes care of Virgin! Armin.

Disclaimer: Unprotected sex, blowjobs, Sub Armin and sexually experienced Y/N are all present in this. Minors exit now.

☆☆Just Summer Things☆☆

Sweat coursed down the expanse of every inch of your body. Or maybe it was water you weren't really sure. A set of carefully trimmed nails shivered and shook beside your head, digging into the grimy tree bark. Locks of sun kissed blonde hair stuck to parts of your neck, face and collarbone as you coaxed Armin's breathing down. Forehead resting uncomfortably against the bark and your ass firmly seated against his hips.

"How do you feel sweet boy?"

"I-I.." He panted, pulling his face back a little. Blue doe eyes full of lust and the sweet shine of tears.

His cock currently pressed delicately against your g-spot during what started out as a normal water balloon fight. Between the boys and the girls of course. You guys had all come out during late afternoon, Sasha and Connie started tossing water balloons and teams formed accordingly.

At some point you'd run off to what you thought was a safe zone only to find Armin perched in the bushes. Contemplation etched into his soft features.

"Move slowly ok." You encourage. You were surprised by how big he was sure but the warning was more so this could last for a while.

He nodded where you were still holding the back of his head. His nails cautiously unlatching from the tree moving instead to sink into the fat of your hips while at the same time his once snugly nestled cock began to move. The sweet drag forcing your toes to curl and your eyes to shut. A small exhale cresting off your lips.

A breathy moan fell from his trembling lips as he pulls you in closer. Wrapping his arms around your waist and squeezing around you like a lifeline.

You'd met Armin only two years ago through Jean and continued to crush on him for the entirety of those two years. Until today when he'd admitted to you that he was a little ashamed of being a virgin while consistently having to listen to Eren, Connie and Jean's conquests.

You told him they were probably lying about at least half of those stories but it only got you a small smile. So you decided to do him one better and offer to take his virginity.

It wasn't selfish. It was a win win. He would receive a conquest story to tell and you would get what you'd been craving since you'd first seen him in Jean's apartment shirtless and trying to help fix the messed up drain.

"Feels good?" You chuckle huskily

"Oh my God.." He huffs into your skin. 

His hips worked themselves up a little faster. A slightly clumsy pace forming but he was new at this so you weren't mad.

"Armin slow down baby, I don't want you to get ahead of yourself."

"I-i'm sorry.. j-ust feels amazing.."

One of his hands hesitantly snaked up your shirt. Skittish in the way he palmed at your breast. Though he quickly eased up when you replied to the affection with a little mewl.  

It felt surprisingly amazing for you as well. Considering the situation and the fact that Armin had never done this with anyone. This really was his first time.. What a weird thing to tell people. My first time was at a water balloon fight against a tree.

You hummed when the pleasure started to sit in your stomach. Legs trembling a bit as he pumped inside you a little faster. Any other time you would've just thrown your head back and relaxed, especially since his dick was so perfectly filling right now but-

"Armin, slow down." Your breathing was a little raspy.

He replied with a whimpery moan, thighs shaking against your sides. You reached an arm around grabbing his hips with your hand to slow them. It seemed to catch his attention because those soft doe eyes were wide.

"You'll get to cum baby I promise you, ease up a bit it's not a race." He nodded in affirmation and you smiled warmly.

Silk strands warm under your guided fingers as he pulled all the way out and slowly eased back in. A collective united moan exiting both your mouths. You'd shut your eyes but they worked themselves back open at the almost unnoticeable twitch of his cock head.

Your favorite part.

"Mm baby so close.." You whisper, your lip coming to tuck itself under your teeth.

A small chorus of yes's and little gasps fall from his open mouth. His skin somehow easing out of tomato red and into surface of the sun red.

You pull him close making sure his eyes were open. "I need you to cum for me ok? But make sure no one hears you." You say, and fuck is it gorgeous watching him come undone. Just like you'd imagined so many times before.

The tears once welling in his eyes spilled over like a faucet. Choked moans and harsh gasps worked their way off his lips. One of his hands flew back up to the tree where his nails soon dug the bark clean off. His hips stuttering through his entire orgasm. You were almost worried when his climax ended. The way he went silent except for his wild breathing.

"Armin?"

"Fuck.." He sighed

You couldn't help but giggle. "How was your first time?"

He gasps and rolls his eyes still stuck in euphoria. When he pulls out you take the opportunity to turn around. Working your panties up over your hips and pulling your fluttery skirt back down.

"Please, please let me do that again sometime.." He huffs finally managing words. You bring his lips to yours in a chaste kiss that honestly doesn't last long enough for you.

"Only if you promise to stay my good boy." You reply pulling his shorts up till they rest comfortably on his hips.

"I promise." He remarks, almost too eager. "Oh! Wait you didn't get to c-"

"Hey, where did you guys go?" Armin practically separates from his skin as Connie and Jean round the corner. Water guns tucked in their grasp.

"When did you guys get those?" You asked nonchalantly.

Jean shrugged, "We made the game more interesting."

Connie shook his head running back around the corner as Sasha's battle cry sounded.

"Hurry and get back we need you out there Armin." And with that Jean was gone too.

You picked up Armin's discarded water balloon, placing it in his open palm. "See you out there, lover boy."

☆☆Showing Armin how to do Yoga☆☆

"Why's Armin coming over here so early again?" Sasha asked rolling over onto her side. The bag of cotton candy once perched on her thighs flopping over and nearly spilling its contents.

"To do Yoga!" You replied with a laugh sitting the bag upright next to her.

She groaned dramatically. "But it's six thirty am on a Saturday."

"No one told you to get up with me." You remark, pushing the coffee table to the edge of the room.

She holds her once displaced bag up for you to see. "It was calling out to me." She sighs, hugging it to her chest.

A knock on the door takes your concentration. As you pull it open you call back to her, "Well since you're up, you might as well join us."

"Nope!" She quickly scurries away with a wave of her hand. Cotton candy stuffed under her arm.

You shut the door behind Armin as he stares down the hall that Sasha had disappeared down. Your grin is bright almost devilish as it slowly spreads across your face.

"Seems like it's just the two of us." You mutter, loud enough for him to hear.

You watch as he thickly gulps with a nod. Bite able Adam's apple bouncing but you pretend you don't notice. Your mat is already laid out on the floor but you can't stop yourself from bending over to smooth out the corners. Barely paying attention to Armin until you hear a small cough or maybe him choking it's not very clear.

He's holding his mat in his arms defensively across his chest. Silk strands of blond hair fluttering when he blinks. His cheeks a beautifully vibrant pink.

"I-I wanted to th-thank you.." He says, blue eyes trained where they stared at your mat. "For.. the- um.." He gestures and you can't help but giggle.

"The sex?"

Now his eyes find you. Blown wide as his pink lips part over a word that never succeeds in leaving his mouth. Your feet pat over the floor as you close the distance between the two of you. His cheeks warm under your delicate grasp and you hold his face almost as though you're sure he'll shatter.

"You're so cute, please never change."

You're almost scared it sounds condescending but the soft rosy color trudging up to the tips of Armin's ears says he doesn't agree.

You turn back to your mat with a smile but just before you sit on it you add, "And you never have to thank me for sex, I'd do it with you anytime."

He nods once as if responding to you and then twice as if he's confirming that you did indeed say what he heard. The soft plap of his mat on the floor reminding you of what you were both here for.

"Ok, let's begin then." You take a deep breath, adjusting the scrunchie holding your hair in place. "First we wanna stretch alright, so I just need you to reach up above your head with both hands and reposition your feet."

You demonstrate using yourself and Armin awkwardly copies. Slender fingers curling towards the sky as he slowly relaxes his shoulders. You can't help but let your mind wander a little as a glint of light flickers off the steel rings decorating three of his gorgeous digits.

You had fingered yourself last time the two of you were together and now you were craving him. Wondering what the warmth of just one of those inside you would feel like.

"Spread your legs more." You encourage, meanwhile it nearly has Armin doubling back. "Dirty boy." You tease

You stand in front of him gently kicking his legs apart. Easy enough. And he responds to every bit of your touch like he craved you too.

And well you wanna tell yourself that you had actually had completely innocent intentions when you'd invited Armin over here today. He genuinely had never done Yoga before and you knew Sasha was gonna be here. So yeah, you'd love to say you wanted nothing but to relax Armin in this encounter.

But you couldn't even keep a straight face while thinking it.

"Can you bend your knees a little?" He squats, carefully coming back up. Arms reaching out on both sides as you coaxed him. "A little lower sweetie." You say as his ass hovers inches over the mat.

And oh to be the mat.

You step back until you're completely back on your mat. "I'm sure your arms are tired, you can put them down now." You wave him off and he lets out a smooth exhale. "Feel relaxed yet?"

"A little." He replies with a confident smile.

"Then you're ready for the next part." You clap "I need you to bend over and touch your toes alright."

He shuts his eyes, pretty lips parting over your choice of words. What you wouldn’t give right at this second to be a mind reader. His back arches, ankles locking together as you demonstrated. "Good, good boy. Back straight." You sink your thumb into his black athletic shirt to touch his spine. And he hardens with your touch. "Don't be shy, it's just me." You mutter, breath heavy.

Fuck! Touching his back muscles this up close and personal made you wanna sink your nails into them. Leave lines up and down his soft supple skin as a mark that you'd always be his first. No one else would ever get that privilege. 

"I-I.."

Shit.

"Ok, you can stand."

You pretend not to notice the way he shifts his sweats as he stands. This time you vow to actually stay on your mat.

"You should know this position." Your legs spread on one end of the mat while your hands came down to lay flat near the opposite end. "Try it."

Carefully he gets into the position you're currently doing but not without peaking at your figure. His blond hair dipping towards the mat and you can't help but smile at how cute he looks.

"Now we're gonna slowly curve our bodies down until our pelvis touches the floor." You say, head curving up toward the ceiling. For once Armin has immediate trouble, hips dangling weirdly over the ground. His arms trying and failing to steady himself.

"What's the matter? Wanna try a different position?"

"N-no it's nothing.."

You plop down on your mat, crossing your legs and gesturing for him to do the same and even without his reluctance you already know what's wrong. He slowly but surely rotates his hips, spreading his legs. His hardened dick print on full display.

You don't even try to hide the slow slither of your tongue wetting your lips. You quickly turn your head before crawling your way over to a very very flushed Armin. Sweat glistening perfectly over his pale skin.

"W-wait Sasha!" He panics, his arms flailing a bit as he backs up slightly.

"Shh it's ok, she definitely fell back asleep the second she went back in her room." You reply crawling towards him again.

"But you know I c-can't keep q-uiet. Wh-what if she h-hears!"

Your hands inched past his now loosened sweats to gently squeeze his hardened cock through his boxers. Both his hands flew to his mouth giving you a new gorgeous view of those pretty rings.

His eyes roll unfocused with every sweet glide of your hand. Tears already starting to brim along the edges of his warm eyes.

“Do you always wear those rings for physical activities or is it just for me?” 

“I-I just forgot to take them off..” 

“Did you?” You can tell your smile is shitty. Just from the way his eyes dart away from yours "You've never been blown either have you?" You ask getting back on topic.

"N-no." It's a muffled response but it hits your ears loud and clear.

"Another story for the growing journal then." You tease

You honestly can't help yourself. Lips curving and confining his tip like a vise. Precum salty where it stains your tongue. His gasp bouncing off the wall so elegantly. So fucking perfect. But even though Sasha is a heavy sleeper you were still worried she'd wake up before you finished.

So as much as you wanted to tease.

"Can I pull these down baby? I know your dick wants some relief."

He complies, oddly quickly. And you pull his sweats and boxers down just enough to hug the tops of his thighs. 

And his dick is gorgeous. You hadn't actually seen it before but fuck was it pretty, standing tall and leaking before you.

You inch forward spit dribbling from your lips to be collected in the hand that was working his slender shaft. It had Armin's hips bucking up to greet you. His sweet whines egging you on.

And slowly but surely.... "Oh my fucking god."

It was an adjustment. Not as smooth as you would've liked because of the weird angle but you'd taken a little more than half of his dick in your mouth. A mildly painful fit made up for by the angelic cries of Armin just above you.

"Pl-please.. oh God please.."

He couldn't tell what he wanted to hold, hands shifting to the top of your head, the floor and his rolled up sweats all in less than a minute. You swore you could hear his heartbeat through his chest every time you swallowed his cock again.

You wanted to speed ahead so bad, see him just as flustered as he had been last week when he had his cock buried deep inside your pussy but it was obvious he wasn't going to last long either way.

Disorganized syllables flooding off his lips with the occasional whimper of "thank you" and "yes". His throat heavy with every curse word he knew stuck in it. Breaths quick and uneven as you coaxed him down your throat. Vibrations coursing past your lips to meet his already sensitive sex.

"I-i'm.. gonna cum.. mmm soooo close! Gonna cum!"

His choked breaths fell over your forehead and in the next second he was emptying every bit of his stress into your mouth. Eyes clouded like Armin wasn't even in there anymore. And you drained him of every drop, reaching between his legs to squeeze his balls.

When you pulled off of him he let out a deep exhale. Body still shaking as he looked at you.

"Thank you so much." He grinned hazily

"God, I wanna be as many of your firsts as possible." You breathe out a laugh.

☆☆The one where Eren walks in☆☆

It wasn't often you came back to the same guy. Every now and then you had one night stands and that's all it ended up being. You'd always been fine with that.

But Armin made you stay. His shaky fingers, nervous tongue and tear stained cheeks so oddly addictive. Intoxicating in how innocent he stayed despite having two sexual encounters with you.

And now here you both were having your third in his bed. Bodies melded together in the heat of both your sweat. Eyes fixated on only each other as his head tilted up like a hungry baby bird to pull you back in every time you fled.

And you indulged him as much as possible because fuck he was the cutest thing. Your hands gliding over his back and up to his shoulders to pull him impossibly closer. Spine curving deliciously when he grazed over your g-spot.

"Armin.. there." You breathed

Your free hand slid between your bodies making space for those slender fingers to work over your clit.

"Flick it." You encouraged, he immediately did as he was told earning a moan of approval.

"Good boy." You hum, lip trembling where it curves under your teeth.

The once soft pink of his face deepened with the compliment. A little smile decorating his gorgeous features. Just another thing to add to your growing folder of mental images.

"There honey.. keep going." You cooed over the little whimper fluttering off his lips as you hugged his cock. "You remember that spot right? The one that you hit when we were outside?"

"Yeah.. I think it was.." His hips remained delicate as he slid right into place. One leg up as he slotted his cock inside you. Heat pooled in the lowest depths of your stomach with the hesitant prodding of his tip to your g-spot. Eyes curving up to yours for further instruction.

"Mmhm that's it.. hit it a little harder ok."

It was all sorts of clumsy but he rammed your g-spot full force. An apology made its way to his throat but eye contact and the choked gasp that left your mouth soon proved it wasn't needed. You spread your legs a little further for him and he grabbed your waist smoothly working your hips over his dick.

"You're doing so well." You giggled taking a hold of his face. "And you're holding out much longer this time."

"Y-yeah but I'm almost there.." He sighed, fingers working at your clit a little faster. Right in time with the faster tempo of his hips.

"Fuck, you feel soooo good." He drawls

His lips parted, eyes flying north. You hugged him a little tighter as his chest pushed you up and down with each thrust. The once gentle drag of your nails now much rougher. As you let it slip just how much you were enjoying this.

Let your mouth fall open for the words circling your brain. Stomach heavy as Armin fucked you with intention. You brushed beads of sweat back from his face. His hair going up with it, clumping together atop his head.

"Mm gonna cum.." He moaned, head lolling with the intensity of his full body tremor.

"Hey Armin-"

"Eren!" Armin nearly shot up as Eren pushed the door open with zero warning.

Armin's free hand stayed on your clit completely stagnant. Tip twitching inside you, he didn't even have time to cover his mouth. Moans and whimpers pouring out from his still parted lips. Every bit of your fifteen minute effort now seen and heard by Eren who stood in the doorway with a raised eyebrow.

"Hey Eren.." You greeted, pulling your hand away from your upturned lips. Meanwhile Armin's face is buried deep in your shoulder blade. Where you already assumed he'd be staying for the next hour.

"Uh huh.." Eren replied, slamming the door shut. "Mikasa, he's busy let's go!" You heard him call as his boots clicked down the hall.

You don’t say a word till you hear the front door open and close, “You ok?” 

“Any chance Eren didn’t hear that?..” He whispered 

“Not in hell or on Earth love.” 

‘Then no..” 

[makeste]

BnHA Chapter 316: We've Had One, Yes, But What About Second Explosion

Previously on BnHA: Deku was all “[powers up like whoa because it’s time to end the fight]”, and he saved Overhaul from getting not-shot, and then smashed up Nagant’s arm with the power of his new rechargeable super knees. Nagant was all “yoooo this kid is crazy strong whaaaat, it’s like he’s some kind of protagonist or something.” Deku was all “I AM A PROTAGONIST, ACTUALLY, DO YOU WANT TO JOIN FORCES AND FIGHT BAD GUYS WITH ME?” Nagant was all “ah shit why the hell no -- ” and then AFO was all “SURPRISE” and everyone was all “?!?!?!” and AFO was all “TIME TO EXPLODE NOW” and made Nagant explode because he’s an absolute fucking dick. And then Hawks showed up, because Horikoshi just wanted to stuff as many plot points as humanly possible into a single chapter I guess.

Today on BnHA: Hawks is all “good job giving motivational shounen redemption speeches Deku but I’ll take it from here” and screams very earnestly right in Nagant’s face until she finally wakes up. Nagant is all “oh hey it’s my successor, you seem surprisingly unfucked-up from your own HPSC tenure, how did you manage that?” Hawks is all “fandom is going to love hearing this one, but basically it’s because I’m very upbeat and also I had the world’s best role model Endeavor to look up to,” and I swear this man stirs the pot on purpose, but damn it I still love him so damn much. Overhaul is all “HELLO AGAIN, JUST A REMINDER THAT, THE BOSS!!” and Deku is all “MAYBE TAKE TWO SECONDS TO REFLECT ON HOW YOU TORTURED A LITTLE GIRL,” which, thank you, lol. Nagant is all “btw AFO’s hiding in a house in the woods”, and so Deku and the gang go to the house in the woods. Video recording!AFO is all “hi I’m AFO welcome to Jackass” and blows up the house. Sometimes I wonder if this manga is just a weird dream.

I am once again reading the Bean version because I think it was actually the best out of all three translations last week. and that is surprisingly including Viz’s. “faux” is not nearly as entertaining as “knockoff”, and also I have literally no idea why Caleb thought Deku was saying the Third’s lines lol

oh hey, Endeavor’s here too! not that you’d ever be able to tell from this first panel lmao

glad you received All Might’s call, mysterious unidentified glowing smudge

oh snap he says he’s weaker in the rain. is that why AFO told Nagant to attack then?? except that as we discussed the other day, I believe that AFO fully intended for Nagant to lose the fight, so him giving her info that would give her an advantage doesn’t really fit in with that. maybe he wanted Deku to be separated from Endeavor and the rest for maximum angst, though

btw Deku’s eyes are unsurprisingly back to the new normal here

alas, the angst continues. I say, pretending like I’m not totally eating it up each and every week and writing essay after essay about it lol

anyway so apparently Hawks can’t actually fly lmao. he was just yeeting himself with style

for some reason this is the funniest fucking thing I’ve ever seen omfg. wave to Hawks, kids! say “bye, Hawks!”

j/k of course Deku is catching them. -- except???

wow so he was just running on fumes there at the end. well, good to know there is actually a limit to his shenanigans, particularly regarding this new “knockoff” 100% OFA. it will definitely not alleviate any of the discourse, but it’s good for my own peace of mind because it’s solid confirmation that he still needs his pals in order to win this thing

anyway, but on to the rest of this conversation, which is basically Deku deducing what we all deduced last week -- AFO implanted some sort of trap into Nagant when he gave her Air Walk. though I’d still like to get the actual details from AFO and/or Horikoshi, because this was particularly wild even by quirk standards lol

omgggggg

she still has a face after all!! so it’s confirmed, Horikoshi has no idea what “blowing up” actually means. we might have guessed, based on what happened to Toga in the MVA arc, and also based on everything Katsuki does ever, but shhh

so now Hawks is all “NAGANT PLEASE WAKE UP, IF I SHOUT MY NAME AT YOU WILL THAT DO THE TRICK”

this is actually kind of touching though because even though we all know (or most of us acknowledge at any rate) that Hawks is a pretty caring person, it’s rare to see him actually panic over someone’s welfare like this

oh shit Horikoshi is really doubling down on it

I wonder how much Hawks knew about what really happened between Nagant and the HPSC. regardless, he probably sees her as a kindred spirit of sorts, and I’m more than happy for Deku to pass the redemption torch onto him now that he’s on the scene. like no offense Deku but they actually know each other and stuff lol

DAMMIT NAGANT CAN’T YOU SEE HOW LOUD HE IS YELLING

apparently being freed from his HPSC shackles has finally given Hawks the space to embrace his own inner shounen protagonist. is there anything more shounen than trying to motivationally scream someone awake when they’re lying in your arms inches from death?? 100% guaranteed to work

!!! IS THIS NAGANT’S POV OMG

SO SHE IS ALIVE. THANK GOD. Horikoshi doesn’t want to meet with my emotional distress lawyer today after all

love how she’s all “just gonna stir up the weekly Hawks Discourse pot here by implying that he probably committed a lot of Atrocities just like I did, so now people can get all hopped up about that, even though there’s no evidence he’s ever killed anyone aside from that one horrible ‘damned-if-you-do...’ situation with Twice.” no one asked for your provocative speculation young lady!! trust me Nagant, our rabbles don’t need the rousing lol

but nice save there with the “so how are your eyes so untainted” well you see it’s because even when he was following the HPSC’s orders he always went to great lengths never to go against his own moral compass. which just to be clear was incredibly difficult, and led to a ton of pain and suffering on his part, because the life of a spy is basically just one impossible situation after another. but in spite of that he never stopped trying to do his best to help people. I don’t really know where this tangent came from or is leading to, lol, but anyway p.s.a. I love Hawks a lot and he’s a good kid dammit

oh shit??!?

how is the League always able to swing all these fancy forest mansions. where do they find them. how many do they have

so Deku’s dropping them -- very roughly, not sure if he was reacting to finally getting AFO’s location, or if his energy really is giving out -- and now Nagant’s saying that AFO hired other villains as well. well of course he did. gotta keep chipping away at OFA’s ninth successor little by little

now Nagant is asking Hawks how he’s able to keep making “that” face. I assume she’s again talking about the fact that he somehow didn’t let the HPSC wear down his spirit

oh my god???

thanks for stuffing this chapter to the brim with good nutritional Hawks Feels, Horikoshi. what a good. he just keeps on trudging forward undeterred no matter what bullshit comes his way. what a steadfast little guy. I WILL PROTECT YOU FROM DISCOURSE MY SWEET SUNSHINE

lmaoooo

“SPOTTED THIS DUDE JUST CHILLING OUT THERE ON THE ROOF WITH NO ARMS, SEEMED PRETTY SUS” good job Endeavor

anyway so you don’t really need me to tell you that Overhaul is immediately starting in with the “BUT THE BOSS WHEN ARE YOU GOING TO TAKE ME TO THE BOSS YOU PROMISED YOU WOULD TAKE ME TO THE BOSS” stuff again. but I will go ahead and tell you anyway. so yeah. he’s doing that

OMG YOU GUYS LOOK AT DEKU’S “of all the fucking assholes to just randomly drop in on my life once again why did it have to be you�� FACE THOUGH, OMG

fun fact, if you go back to chapters 124 through 160, there was an entire story arc where Overhaul imprisoned and tortured a little girl. yeah, I know!! suuuuuuuuper evil. anyways just an interesting little anecdote for you all that’s somewhat relevant to the current situation

OMG, YES. FUCK YES, DEKU

THEN WHAT ABOUT SPARING ONE FOR HER!!! YES!!! EXACTLY!!! JESUS FUCKING CHRIST, SOMEONE GETS IT

HERE’S THE PANEL OF DEKU SAYING THE EXACT SAME THING I’M SAYING LOL

(ETA: so apparently there’s some discourse about this because some people are interpreting this as Deku saying “you should apologize to Eri”, which would obviously be a terrible idea even if Overhaul actually wanted to do that, because Eri shouldn’t ever have to see him again. however I just want to point out that there is a HUGE difference between saying “it would be nice if you could direct that feeling of regret/being sorry towards Eri as well”, vs saying “you should also apologize to her.” all Deku is doing is rightfully pointing out that Overhaul has hurt way more people than just his boss, and if he really is remorseful, then he should extend those feelings of remorse to Eri and the rest as well. it’s not a directive to take any specific action, and I’m 1000% sure no one at U.A. would let Overhaul within 100 miles of Eri ever again.

tl;dr “try feeling remorse sometime” =/= “do you want me to fly you over to U.A. right now to surprise the little girl you traumatized”, lol.)

[slings an arm around Deku’s shoulders] you’re a good kid. I like you. I don’t know if I tell you that enough, but it’s true

meanwhile here is Overhaul’s “spare... a thought... for Eri...???????” face sigh

the struggle is real y’all

(ETA: and that’s... the last we ever saw of Overhaul, I guess? well all right then. I assume Deku will make good on his promise, so we know he’ll get that little bit of closure before going back to jail or whatever, and I confess I’m more than fine with leaving the rest of it open-ended, especially given his character’s history. I think this was pretty generous all things considered.)

lmao holy shit

All Might what did you do to those tiki torch guys?? did you thrash them. did you give ‘em those hands. did you deliver their own asses to them complete with a sticker reminding them Amazon Prime Day is on June 21. we missed out goddammit

so Endeavor, who wasn’t the one he was asking, is telling him that they captured (well let’s be real, Deku captured, give the credit where it’s due) Nagant and Overhaul. and so I guess they’re going to take Nagant to the ER now

fire is no one’s weakness

-- oh my GOD I scrolled down and audibly gasped

[is politely but firmly approached and asked to remove my arm from Deku’s shoulder by the physical manifestation of all this Dekuangst] “we’re sorry, he’s not allowed to have visitors right now” oh shit, my bad. [goes to stand behind a police barricade]

lmao what. did you run out of room on the previous page

what an exaggerated fade to black lmao

-- AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

I actually can’t see what he’s reacting to so maybe I’m just seriously jumping the gun here lol, but THE HELL WITH IT. the next panel appears to be a cut to Haibori Forest, so I’m just gonna go ahead and declare that Deku ran off on his own all wounded to go have more Dekuangst, just like I manifested. now go call Katsuki goddammit

[scrolls three more inches down] oh

yeah so like I said, Deku is walking very slowly a few feet in front of Endeavor, who’s telling him to wait up. yep. we’ve all gotta be so careful to not just jump to conclusions. I know we’re excited but still

anyway, so! welcome back to Mt. Lady and Kamui Woods (ARE YOU GUYS DATING) and Edgeshot! have fun walking into this obvious trap lol

dammit Deku why are you so determined to tempt fate

[monkey puppet meme faces]

OH MY GOD THIS IS PURE GRADE-A CHEESY COMIC BOOK VILLAIN 101 SHIT AND I’M HERE FOR IT

that’s such a weird way of clapping who claps like that

unlike certain other people who shan’t be named, AFO doesn’t feel the need to inexplicably take his shirt off when recording sinister villain monologues. I think we’re all pretty grateful for that

high fives to everyone who called it!! yep yep

anyway so this whole scene has major booby-trap vibes, which I’m enjoying immensely even though I don’t think anything is really going to come of it lol. probably just another long-winded AFO Speech. but wouldn’t it be funny if like the ceiling started lowering down to try and squish Deku afterwards lol

(ETA: well the explosion was still pretty funny too ngl.)

ffff

[“Dekuangst is the trap” intensifies]

anyway so yeah. he’s just hitting up all of his usual villain talking points. we get it, you’re so smart and you see right through the thin veneers of society and people who don’t conform are left to fend for themselves and labeled as villains and history is written by the victors, and blah blah blah dude are you just jumping randomly from one soundbyte to another lol. literally what are you talking about. what does this have to do with you blowing up Nagant

-- holy shit??

[”Dekuangst is the trap” intensifies MORE?????]

LOL WHAT

BRO. WHAT IS WITH YOU. DON’T YOU KNOW HOW TO LAY ANY OTHER KIND OF FUCKING TRAP GOOD LORD

“YOU’RE NEXT” THE CALLBACK?? THE PARALLELS?? THOUGH WHEN ALL MIGHT POINTED HE MADE IT LOOK WAY COOLER. AFO’S POINTING JUST LOOKS LIKE SMOKEY THE BEAR

HAS ANYONE CHECKED IN ON KAMUI WOODS I HEAR HE IS WEAK TO FIRE?? THE ONLY ONE WHO IS, APPARENTLY

r.i.p. to this particular forest mansion. don’t worry they have a ton of backups

remember last week when I said maybe AFO thinks explosions are gauche. well never mind. he fucking loves explosions

anyway so that’s the end of BnHA, everyone. hope you enjoyed. it was a good ride while it lasted. see you all, good luck in your travels

[swagging-back-to]

every person who has abused me (which is a lot) has been narcissistic and i see them in steve.

obvi fucking ously tony stark is arrogant and egotistical. that is literally his character, even at the END of his mcu story. no one is going to argue this. he's cocky and runs his mouth all the time.

the issue is that tony never really wanted to be a hero. tony started out unbelievably selfish and thinking only of himself and his dick getting wet. after his abduction he very quickly realizes the harm he's indirectly causing and makes IMMEDIATE change to correct it. He goes out and saves the people he knows he put in danger as soon as he can.

Steve? also egotistical and arrogant. he wanted to get into the military more than anything despite being told over and over and over again 'you are not going to help us, you are just going to martyr yourself'. he didn't care because he WANTED to be seen as a hero. he wanted to have that glory. After his transformation this idea is just doubled down time and time and time again when he's used as a weapon and celebrated as the face of America.

they both regularly run off and make their own decisions, but with tony those decisions are often for the best interest of everyone in one way or another. for example; he didn't ask anyone if he should put the nuke in the avengers 1 portal. he just did it.

meanwhile the same cannot be said for steve.

Am I the only one who HATED that Steve lifted Mjolnir in Endgame? Because I HATED that moment and thought it was undeserved after all the shit he pulled in Civil War, jot to mention the fact that he COULDN'T lift it in Infinity War!!!

Hi @nutzgunray-lvt 👋,

Hard agree.

It felt unearned after everything that happened in Civil War, after how dirty he did Tony, how he used all his friends to do what he wanted and protect Bucky.

But he actually doesn't think about what's in Bucky's best interest or what Bucky may want (ironically enough Tony was the one looking out for everyone else best interests nearly that whole film - including Bucky's.)

Steve only thinks about himself and what he wants.

A flaw of Steve's that is consistent is that he's selfish.

That doesn't change.

That should have been a reason for him never being able to lift Mijonir. (Besides Mijonir and summoning lightening being distinctly Thor's power, unique to him, having Steve adopt it and summon lightening - like he's Thor is an odd choice.)

In Endgame, after winning the fight - Steve goes back and gets his happy ending...

At the cost of Peggy's.

Because he went back in time and 'got the girl', her children no longer exist.

Peggy, doesn't get a line that whole film, is reduced from a complex character in her own right to Steve's love interest and Steve's happy ending.

That's horrible. Steve fans should also hate this because he also ditched his friends (including Bucky who he apparently loved enough to fight for all of CACW.)

To bring this back to Thor for a moment, he began his story arrogant, selfish and self-centered by the conclusion of his origin story he learnt to be selfless, humble to an extent (rather like Tony) and grew worthy of Mijonir as a result.

So MCU Steve, with his flaw of selfishness, I do not feel like should have ever been able to lift Mijonir.

Sorry needed a rant.

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God, you have no idea for how long have I thought about a Cheating Inko + Bad Mentor All Might story prompt. Thank you stranger for adding fued to the fire that is Cyber's wood heart.

Let's make a little time-line shall we?

Izuku at age of 4 is taken by Inko to Doctor Tsubasa and gets the same diagnosis. (Hisashi let's The Good Doctor experiment on corpses because the guy is a menace to society and shouldn't be left outside the lab, let alone near Izuku.)

Inko still cries her eyes out because in her mind her child is made uot of glass and tells hin that she's sorry. Hisashi calls the next day and actually comforts Izuku and tells him that even though he might not be linked All Might he can still be a hero if he puts effort into it.

Izuku gets bullied, Inko is bullshited by "the boys will be boys" excuse, meanwhile Hisashi talks with Izuku and suggests to analyze his classmates quirks and to pick up a sport (both are great to intimate possible enemies bullies).

Fast-forward to the start of the Anime. Izuku and Bakugo are tied when it comes to grades. Izuku has picked up analyzing, Parkour and some martial arts. Some of his classmates believe he was misdiagnosed because of how smart and fast he is, unfortunately Bakugo is stil a Quirkist Dick Head but he can't actually do anything to Izuku because it's not the "Black Sheep" of the class so no suicide baiting.

The Sludge Villan attacks him in the tunnel but Izuku nopes out of there before the Villan touches him. All Might shows up they still end up on the roof top and the discussion goes the same as in cannon. Exception being that Izuku doesn't care about the Hero's opinion because he knows he can become one because of Hisashi.

Bakugo gets attacked by the Sludge Villan and this time Izuku actually has some muscle and manages to take him away from the Villan. All Might shows up, smiles at the camera and leaves. Izuku gets scolded for his recklessness and he pulls a Reverse Uno card and tells them how imbecile they were for taking care of the fire instead of helping Bakugo.

Bakugo doesn't come to give his his pseudo apology/thanks (he actually does it the next day before the classes start). All Might shows up and offers One For All (Izuku muttered something about how the quirk might help develop a Quirk based economy and gets interrupted by a All Might that has PTSD to AFO). Izuku doesn't accept the quirk yet but he accepts All Might's training.

When Izuku goes home he calls/texts Hisashi if he ever heard of a self transferable quirk, (after a panic attack) Hisashi lies and tells him that such a quirk should be impossible to exist but yet again Hisashi is breathing fire from time to time.

Fast forward 6 months into the training and the beach is cleared. Izuku in the end accepts the quirk but he told All Might that he expects a full on history lesson on it.

Because Izuku is not actually borderline insane he tells Inko and Hisashi what had he done and introduced Toshinori Yagi to Inko (worst decision ever), Hisashi on the phone scolds Izuku on even accepting the quirk without getting the full story behind it before the father and son start a muttering storn over the phone. Menaline Inko is in Cloud 9 that her son miraculously isn't made out of glass (cough' and because a little to friendly towards Toshinori for being her savior).

Izuku breaks his arm one time while training and that was enough for him and calls Hisashi for help, Full Cowl is fully developed by the next day and Izuku is already able to use 8%.

Before the entrance exam Izuku gets 25 Villan points and 50 Rescue points (he saved Uraraka before the 0 Pointer was even near). So he is 2nd on the scoreboard.

At the Quirk Apprehension Test he actually used Full Cowl every time and gets Bakugo's attention, Izuku explained that the quirk actually manifested after the sludge Villan incident and it was likely triggered by the stress experienced that day. In the end Izuku got 3rd and Bakugo 4th. Mineta got expelled. <I want the spot free for Shinso>

The Bomb Exercise (or whatever is called) actually went pretty well, Bakugo finally proved that he had a brain and teamed up with Iida resulting into the Villan team winning. (Izuku and Bakugo actually have good sportsmanship even though they scream at each other half of the time)

USJ happens but The main objective is to take hostages so All Might would show up instead of killing/hurting children. So Kurogiri just warps the students into random places and keeps doing it when they get too close. Meanwhile Shigaraki is just vibeing while EraserHeard gets tired by the Cannon fodder. (The teachers are as injured as in cannon but the kids are fine.) When the Nomu failed Shigaraki just leaves like AFO instructed.

F*ck, is 1:30 am for me, gonna need to continue this tomorrow.

Have I also mentioned I'm a huge wimp when it comes to bad mom Inko

[ssoojinism]

love lies || one - kth

pairing ; married! taehyung x reader

genre : angst, mature (16+), infidelity

warning : cheating (do not read if youre not comfortable with this kind of trope), alcohol consumption, nsfw (16+)

plot summary : just when you’re about to experience the sweetest moment of your life, you learned that the man you fell head over heels is actually a married man to a one year marriage.

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Him.

You saw him at the corner of your eyes, from across the room when he sent you a smirk that is enough to make your heart leaped out from your chest.

The colorful lights blinding your eyes and the loud stereos almost cause you to go deaf but it doesn’t matter when you couldn’t see anything else but him.

You felt a bit giddy as you tucked your hair to the back of your ears while listening to your friends chit chatting on some random topic while they have no idea that you are currently eyeing the said male who also keeping his eyes on you while sipping his alcohol.

“Y/N!” You jumped when Seulgi tapped your arms. You sent her a confuse look while your friend had frown on her face.

“Can’t you hear me? I’m going to the ladies with Chaein! Are you okay if I left you here?” she repeated, half yelling as the sound of the music in that party overpowering her voices. You nodded.

“Yeah, go ahead. I’m fine. Don’t mind me!”

Seulgi dragged Chaein along with her to the bathroom as they finally leaving you. Nervous, you spare last stares at the previous guy but it seems like he was busy talking and laughing in his own circle so you stepped back to take a seat at the bar.

The amount of people around you quite overwhelming, you couldn’t stop tucking or fixing your hair or sometimes you would chug on your drinks to loosen your nervousness.

“Hey,”

You flinched when a deep voice greeting you from your sides. When you looked up, you were strike by a stunning face standing next to you as he also about to take a seat.

It was the guy you were looking at before.

“H-Hi,” You stammered. The man suddenly reached out his hand towards you. “I’m Taehyung,”

You glance at his hand and his face before your lips curled into a tiny smile and took the hand for a small handshake. “Y/n,”

“I see your friends leaving,” He said. You let out a tiny chuckle — not sure which part of his statement sounds funny to you but you just did.

“Yeah. They went to bathroom. They probably coming back soon,” You wished they don’t. You are more than happy to spend your entire night with this gorgeous man right here.

Soon enough, both of you began to open up with each other, exchanging stories and experiences, sometimes giggling and laughing at either you or his funny stories or something.

Your phone suddenly let out a sound that you instantly went to check them up.

“I see you got a friend. GOOD LUCK SIS”

Seulgi and Chaein even sent a shaky selfie of them showing thumbs up that you are pretty sure they are giggling while making fun of you behind your back. You chuckled, not because it’s funny, instead you are planning how you going to get them next time you see them.

“Your friends?” Taehyung asked.

“Yeah. They left already,” You sighed, dropping your phone to the side. Taehyung rubbed the bottom of his lips before they kicked up into a tiny smirk.

“That’s bad but…” He slurred his words before he then added. “I don’t mind driving you home tonight,”

You pressed your lips into a thin line with slight tint of pink colored your cheeks. “Sure,” You replied.

--

The sunlight that sneaking into your room through the blinds landed on your face, causing you to stirred from your deep slumber. You ran your hand to the side, right on the spot where Taehyung used to sleep last night only for you to met with a cold, empty space.

You shot your eyes open.

Sitting up, your fingers brushing your hair to the back before you turned at the open blinds next to you, probably it was Taehyung’s doing.

Is he leaving already?

You let out a disappointed huffs as you slowly get off the bed to get your towels. You also didn’t forget to grabbed the dress and your undergarments Taehyung has thrown to the floor from last night. You couldn’t help but giggled shyly when the steamy scene replaying in your head.

His touch, his kiss, his moves. Everything was perfect. You don’t remember having a good time during sex but last night with Taehyung, it was probably one of the best nights you’ve ever experienced that you wish you could have it again.

Sadly, that’ probably the last time you ever see him.

…or maybe not.

--

You peeled the magnet off before lifting the piece of paper sticking at the wall of your fridge. Someone left a note on it and of course, it’s none other than him…

 Last night was great. We should see each other again ;) – Taehyung, 010xxxxxxx

 Your heart bloomed in happiness. You are going to see him again. What a wonderful news to start your day today that you began to spin around like a woman who were madly in love — which you probably are.

“Hello, hello! I’m coming in!” You shrieked when somebody suddenly invading your living room that made you to twist your ankle that you fortunately fell on the couch there.

“Woah, woman. Why are you dancing around like that? Are you going insane?” Yoongi joked. You shot him a glare as he once again observing you from the bottom to the top.

“Why are you not wearing pants? Ah, let me guess! You’re getting laid, isn’t it?”

“Shut up!” you grimaced as you stood yourself up meanwhile your bestfriend just chuckled.

Yes. This dumbass is your bestfriend. You’re not even sure how and why you calling him that to be honest. Perhaps because he is living next to you back then when you still live with your parents or perhaps because he gave you great advice, like an older brother? Is he?

But all you know that Yoongi is your closest friends and that he is the only human being that understand whatever the hell you are doing with your life. Although most of the time he just goes like “I don’t care whatever the fuck you are doing, I’ll just sitting here and support you,”

“What are you doing here?” You asked as you watched him rounding your kitchen counters. It seems like he brought a few groceries bag with him.

“Is the dick that good that you forgot you literally invited me to come and cook your breakfast this morning?” You finally remember. You did ask for him to come and make you breakfast because first, you thought it would be too lonely to eat alone and secondly, you’re just too lazy to make your own breakfast, even if it’s just cereal and milk.

“Ah, yes, sorry. I did forgot about it and yeah, his dick are amazing thanks for asking!” Yoongi snorted in disgust as reply only for you to curled your lips into a smile.

“If you are not helping, go and take a shower, you stink!” He continued with his nag. You responded with a long “okayy” before you got up and head your way to your bedroom to wash up.

--

“He was unbelievably beautiful, Yoongi! He’s like a walking Greek God, you know? He’s literally perfect in everything! Good looking, have a career, great in bed, gosh! He’s definitely not real!” You blabbered with your mouth full of food meanwhile Yoongi munching on his breakfast without words.

“Min Yoongi!” you whined. “You are not listening,” You sulked, jutting your lips out. Yoongi rolled his eyes.

“I am. I just don’t like talking when I was eating,” He said. “We’ve known each other since forever and you still didn’t know that?”

“I’m kidding, geez!” You tsked. Yoongi just know how to talk back to you and you always end up losing. You just couldn’t keep up with his roasting since he always choose to be straightforward when he’s communicating.

“What else do you know about him?” You slowed down your munching to look at him. “Is he single?” Yoongi added.

Hearing his question made you chuckle. “Of course he is,”

“Are you sure?”

You went silence. “I mean, he’s successful, good looking and more. Simply put, he’s perfect in everything. How can that kind of man going around without anyone by his side? It’s nearly impossible,”

Yoongi was right. You are pretty sure that there is a lot other women that had been lining up to be with Taehyung before you. There also some probability that someone had seized him up before you too.

“Better be disappointed now before too late, y/n..” Yoongi remarked at the same time finishing his meal.

You shook your head, your lips kicking up into a tiny, unsure smile. “I can trust him,”

“Sure. Whatever makes you happy, y/n..” Yoongi responds sounds like a sarcasm to your ears and you don’t like it. You are scared. You’re scared that everything Yoongi told you turned out to be true.

So you fished out your phone and dialed Taehyung’s phone number to send him a message.

From : you

Hey, it’s y/n! Just to tell you that I had your number saved.

It was less than five minutes when you received a reply from him. That was quick!

From : Kim Taehyung 🖤

Im glad. I keep waiting for your message or calls so I can do the same.

You drew a wide grin before sending a glance towards Yoongi who had his back facing you while he’s busy washing the dishes.

From : you

I wonder if we can see each other again anytime soon

From : Kim Taehyung 🖤

Ofc. When and where we should meet?

--

You keep checking on yourself through the small mirror of your compact powder before nervously waiting for Taehyung to show up. Sometimes you would anxiously pulling out your cherry chapstick and apply it on your lips, afraid they came out dry when he arrived or there is also times that you would sip on your coffee that it already reached half of the cup you were drinking.

While fidgeting with your fingers, you were greeted by a familiar deep voice from above, calling your names making you to whipped your head upwards.

The face you are waiting for is finally here. You smiled.

“H-Hi,”

Your chest began to pound again as you watched Taehyung taking a seat in front of you. He looks so fine in his two-piece grey suits. He then asked you what you’re drinking which bringing you back to the current situation.

“It’s nothing. Just coffee,” you said.

“Ah, unfortunately, I don’t drink coffee,” He pouted. You gasped. You silly! You shouldn’t pick a coffee shop at the first place then! Since he is the one that ask you to pick a place, you couldn’t think of any place other than this coffee house that has been your favorite spots long time ago. You had no idea that he didn’t drink coffee.

As if he could read your face, he quickly tells you to calm down. “It’s okay. I can drink anything cold,” He lifted his hand up to called for a waiter. You pursed your lips as you observing him making his order.

“Do you want waffles?” He suddenly asked again. You nodded. “Yes please. With chocolate syrup,”

“Yes, that one. Thank you,” The waiter then backed away with the orders. Taehyung turned back at you and flashed his warm smile.

“You just got back from your works?” You opened the conversation first. He nodded. “Yeah. It’s pretty hectic today. But I’m glad that we decided to meet today. I feel like the burden got temporarily lifted off my shoulders as soon as I saw you,” You shyly giggled.

Both of you then proceed to ask about each other days and more where you learn that Taehyung currently working as the one of the executives in a construction company named Youngsoo E&C. To be honest, you have no idea what he was talking about but seeing how he literally enjoying telling you his story made you listen to it with a stupid smile on your face.

“What did you do by the way?” He returned the question.

“I do illustration for children’s books,” You answers earn you a wide eye from Taehyung. “Really!? Wow, that was amazing!” You laughed as you can’t help but find his reaction as adorable. Then he added, “I enjoy drawing too,”

“Really?”

“Yeah. But it’s just a hobby and I think you draw better than me,” He humbly said that make you shook your head. “No way. Everyone has their own style. I’d love to see it one day,” Taehyung excitedly nodded.

“I will. One day,”

You smiled before something suddenly popped up in your head. Your previous conversation with Yoongi suddenly came into your mind.

“I mean, he’s successful, good looking and more. Simply put, he’s perfect in everything. How can that kind of man going around without anyone by his side? It’s nearly impossible,” Yoongi’s statement keep playing like it was a broken tape in your head. You shook it off before nervously looking up at him.

“Taehyung-ah,” He raised his brows as you chewed your bottom lips, your hands gripping the fabric of your dress nervously. “I was wondering if… if…”

“Your food is here,” Your words got cut by a waiter who suddenly appeared along with the food Taehyung has ordered before. Fuck. Not now!

It took her a few minutes to dropped the order before she begin to walk away and leave you and him alone once again. Taehyung on the other hand seems like he forgot about you which you also chose to drop the question altogether, pretending like it also never happened.

--

“So, did you get the answer?”

You dropped your exhausted self on the couch while Yoongi still perching at the counter, waiting for your answer. “Y/N! I’m talking with you,” You grunted.

“No, I don’t because I didn’t ask! Now, will you leave me alone?” You grabbed a pillow next to your head to buried your face into it. Yoongi let out a loud sigh.

“You fool. What if-“

“What if he has a girlfriend… blah, blah. Look, Yoongi. If he had one, he will act like he had one but he never did! I can count how many times he tried to flirt with me today!” You argued. “He’s definitely into me,” Your lips twisted into a grin but Yoongi doesn’t enjoy seeing you literally fooling around as if those are not a serious matter.

“That’s not how it work, woman!” He want to scold you but you had both your palm covering your ears and making a noise, mimicking that you refused to listen to his nag. It’s pissed him off that he jumped off the counter with a groan of annoyance.

“Whatever! By the way, Yuna is inviting us to her birthday party,”

You get up from the couch to looked at him. “Yuna? Cho Yuna?” Yoongi hummed. “Yeah,” Your brows knitted together in confusion.

“Out of nowhere? I mean, we don’t even talk to her back then,”

“Apparently, it’s also to celebrate her wedding anniversary too, so she’s feeling extra generous by inviting everyone from the alumni to her birthday party next week. Do you want a ride?” Yoongi offers. You nodded your head almost immediately.

“Of course. Thank you,”

Cho Yuna. You remember her. Yuna is that one famous, rich kid that literally had every boy in your college drooling over her. But, it’s understandable. She’s a complete package. She’s pretty, smart, not to mention, she’s the first ever girl that managed to seized the president position for the student council that traditionally would take boys as the leaders. You had to say, you have massive respects towards her. Who wouldn’t? It would be a lie if there’s anybody who’d say they never envy her. Even now, she’s happily married to the man of her choice too.

“Damn, I seriously wish I could have what she had,”

--

A week later

You rushed out from your apartment barefooted with pair of heels in your hand. Meanwhile Yoongi in his car keep on pressing the honk, not because to warn you for being late, he just did it to annoy the shit out of you which resulting you to get into the car with a groan.

“Can you shut up!? You’re so annoying!” Yoongi laughed as response to you as he starts to drive away from the parking lot of your apartment. You put on your black stilettos before you pulled down the sun visor to check yourself into the vanity mirror behind it. You fixed your hair by brushing it lightly, also tapping your lips to make sure the lip tint you’re wearing are applied nicely.

Yoongi who saw you enthusiastically fixing yourself giggled quietly that made you to look at him with frown. “What are you laughing at, dumbass?”

“Why are you fixing yourself as if you’re going for a date? It’s just a birthday party for God’s sake!” He snorted which had you to scrunched your nose.

“Mind your own business! I’m just trying to look good. For myself!” You grunted before turning your attention back at the mirror. Later on, you pushed the visor back to its place and leaned back after you are sure that you’re satisfied with your looks.

“Hey,” You suddenly spoke. “Remember when you had a big fat crush on Yuna?”

“Oh my God, shut the fuck up!” You laughed out loud, like really loud especially when you saw blushes appearing on his cheeks. “You are so fucking lame, Yoongi! I expected you to be ‘different’ but hah! You’re just like those boys that lining up to propose Yuna to be their wife,”

“Mind you! I’m not,”

“Hell yeah, you do,” You leaned your head on the headrest while releasing a deep huff of breath. “I remember you wrote a song using her as your muse. I had to say that it’s pretty adorable,” You teased and once again, you start to make another random throwback about his past that had Yoongi wishing he could kick you out from his car right now.

“Unfortunately, she’s married with someone that’s not you,” You patted his shoulders. “It’s okay, Yoongi. There’s someone better for you,”

Yoongi snickered. “You’re a bitch,”

About twenty minutes after that, both you and Yoongi finally arrived the hotel that held the party. Yoongi – to your surprise – was kind enough to help you getting out from the car, even helping you fixing the dress you wore.

“I know you’re going to whine like a baby if I left you helpless behind so,” He’s such an asshole…

When you arrived at the events where it takes places, your jaws dropped in awe. “Wow, for a birthday party, they invited quite a lot of guests,” You commented. Yoongi nodded in agreement.

“Not surprise. That’s what rich people do,”

Both you and Yoongi entered the hall and met with another load of guest filling up the room. “Now, what we’re going to do?” You whispered. Yoongi shrugged. “I don’t know. Eat? They prepared the buffets. Should we get them?”

“You go first. I feel thirsty so I’m going to look for their drinking booth,” He nodded. Yoongi then left you there to head to the buffet. You pursed your lips, trying to look around the crowd if you could see any waiter that carrying tray of drinks or something but you couldn’t seem to find one.

You are left with no choice but to lift your dress up to your ankles and splitting your way in between the crowds of people to look for them. Why the hell did she invites these people for a birthday party, like it’s a royal dancing party? Can’t she just have a normal birthday party like everyone else?

While you are trying your best to slipped in between those figures, you accidentally tripped on your heels that you lose your balance and almost fell forward but thankfully, someone in front of you are quick to catch you from falling.

“Oh my God! I’m so sorry!” You apologized, looking up at that person, only for you to gasped in surprise.

“Taehyung?!”

Taehyung looks confused as well. “Uh, y/n. Hello. I didn’t expect you…to be here,” He said. You grinned. “Oh yeah. The one that held the party graduated in the same college as mine so we pretty known to each other, I guess?” You explained.

“Yuna?”

You nodded. “Yup! Oh, hey. How did you know her? You’re her acquaintance too?”

Before Taehyung could answer to your question, someone had called his name out of nowhere. “Babe, who is that you’re talking to?”

Your face turned pale at the endearments terms you heard just now. And also the familiar voice too.

Not long after that, you saw Yuna appearing in a dark blue dress, matched with Taehyung’s blue black’s suits. You couldn’t believe your eyes when you saw the way she linked her arms, showing the rings fitting perfectly on her ring fingers. Your eyes then moved to Taehyung’s hand and he also had a similar ring on his fingers too.

How the hell can you not notice that before?

“y/n! Hi! It’s been a while,” She exclaimed excitedly. You turned at her with an unbelievable look but you tried not to make it obvious by forcing a smile, although you swear you can feel your face twitching as you felt your eyes also began to get watery.

“R-Right! I haven’t see you for a long time too,” You tried your best not to stuttered but you know you failed miserably. Yuna nodded.

“Yoongi came with you?” She asked.

“Yeah. Yeah, he’s with me but he went to look at the food.” You took a deep breathe before pointing at Taehyung who was standing silently next to Yuna. “This is your husband?”

Yuna chuckled. “Yup! Ah, hold on. It’s seems like you both know each other already. You know her too, babe?” She glanced at her husband, seeking for an answer. Taehyung who look like he didn’t expected to get thrown by the question seems like trying to find a words that make you to answer on his behalf.

“We do. We met just recently over some projects,” You lied. Obviously, it wouldn’t make sense. Taehyung is an engineer while you’re a children book’s illustrator. What kind of project involving an engineer and an illustrator!? But you don’t care if she caught you lying. At this point, the situation is too painful for you to keep up that you wish you could just run out from the hall and weep your heart out.

“Wonderful! Guess I don’t have to introduce you then!” She smiled. “Anyway, thanks for coming, y/n! Have fun while you’re here. The opening ceremony will start very soon,” You nodded while faking another smile.

“Happy birthday! And happy anniversary too!” Fuck, fuck. This is so hurt, you rather stab yourself to death than doing this.

“Thank you! We’ll get going then,” Yuna then brought Taehyung along with her. As they leaving, Taehyung spare a glance at you who standing there freezing with a tears rolling down your cheeks. You can see guilt painting his face but he obviously couldn’t do anything so he just going along with his wife to greet the other guest.

--

“Thank you so much to everyone who came to join us celebrating such a meaningful day for both me and my husband,” Yoongi turned his head to check on you who were awfully quiet throughout the night. He even noticed your red eyes so he decided to asked about it.

“What’s wrong with your eyes? Are you okay?” He questioned. You sniffed, shaking your head. “I’m fine, I’m fine. Keep listening. Don’t mind me,”

“Listen to what? It’s just welcoming speech. Come on. Tell me,” You couldn’t contain yourself from sobbing especially when Yoongi keep pushing you to tell him everything. You lowered your head, muttering something to him.

“That man next to Yuna…”

Yoongi looked up to the said person and saw Taehyung standing next to Yuna, flashing a tiny smile towards the audience. “Him? What’s wrong with him? He hurt you?”

You shook your head. “No,”

“Then?”

“That’s Taehyung,��

Yoongi trying to connect the dots. It took him a minute before he finally realized. “What the fuck?”

You cried into your palm. Yoongi sighed loudly. ‘I told you…’ The male then pressed his back against the chair as he continues to watch the couple smiling as Yuna keep delivering her speech.

“Today also marking our first anniversary of our wedding so I am happy to share this feeling with everyone in this room,” Yuna spun herself to face her husband with the biggest grin on her face. “I love you,” She confessed. Taehyung’s lips formed a smile.

“I love you too,”

You swear you could hear your heart shattering like a piece of glasses. You then forced yourself to watch him kissing his wife in front of the crowd that of course would cheer on that couple meanwhile you sitting here, writhing in agony.

--

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A Daminette Penpal AU - Continuation

Continuation  of this post

@ab-unreachablevoice @startouchedqueen1318 @lovemidnighteclipse12 you asked, I deliver.

Now, I want all of you to know this AU was made in a spur of moment. I’m totally winging it rn.

So obviously before the akuma class goes to Gotham, the months of texting have to have passed.

For Damian, those months are hell, because not only does he have to hear Jon’s gushing about his awesome penpal, but he has to endure Lila’s lies and her stories that keep only getting more ridiculous as the time passes too.

And it better be fucking worth it, because you have no idea how close he’s to flying to Paris and finally putting his assassin’s skills into use.

I mean, look at this!

Lila: HI Damian!!!! ❤💖💕💋💞

Damian, cringing at his phone: Yes?

Lila: How r u????

Damian, who absolutely hates when someone types like that: Have been better

Lila: Would u like to maybe video chat???? I could tell u about my trip to Achu !!!!!

Damian, a little shit™: Did “u” know that using more than three (3) exclamation (!) and question (?) marks means “u” may have a personality disorder? Maybe that’d explain the amount of lies “u” like to spew so much.

(Oof-)

[Message read. This user is offline.]

I’m convinced that if Damian knew how to use gifs, he would 100% use a lot, and I mean a lot, of cat gifs (honestly, animal gifs in general).

Lila: Hi Dami!!!! (She doesn’t learn, okay.)

Damian: I hope you can understand the message.

She can.

Lila: Hi dami. Can I call u Dami???

Damian: No.

Lila: I had so much fun this weekend Dami!!!! I went to Brazil Turns out Chris Pratt is filming a new movie there. Anyway, he recognized me and we started  talking. His so much fun!!!!!! 🥰🤩😍😍🎉🎉

Damian: Fascinating. Please do not  tell  me more.

Damian: And it’s “he’s”, not “his”.

Heh.

Lila: Hiii Damiii

Damian: I literally hate you so much-

[Message not sent]

Lila: Dami????

Lila: ....

Lila: Um, Damian? U there????

[Message not read]

You have no idea how, much fun making these is-

Oh, and imagine, just imagine, if Lila told him about situation in Paris.

Lila: Sorry for texting you so late, damiboo. Got caught up in an akuma attack.

Damian, who by now is replying just to humor her (plus his father forced him): A what?

And then Lila starts explaining the situation in Paris. Of course, she adds a few stories about how she was akumas’ target or how she helped Chat Noir (weirdly she doesn’t talk much about Ladybug). It’s that one of really rare times she’s not lying (well, not that much). And how Damian reacts to it?

Damian, Done with Lies™: Do you ever stop lying? Because this, all of this, is absolutely and utterly ridiculous.

Cue Lila wishing she didn’t bullshit as much as she did Damian was just a little more gullible

Anyway.

I don’t know if you remember, but in the first part I said Damian ditched Lila for Marinette (but let’s be honest, wouldn’t we all?).

To clear things up, I kinda wanted the GA students to accompany their penpals throughout their time at school. It’d be nice, right?

So the scene is:

The principal has just announced that GA students have to keep company their penpals while they’re at the GA establishment. Lila’s feeling victorious, this is her chance to get her claws in Damian and his money- I mean, to get to know her lovely penpal. Yeah...

Lila, walking up to Damian, while trying to appear sexy and shy at the same time, and failing at both: So, shall we?

Damian, ostentatiously glancing at her before going to Marinette: Bye

Now, to spice things up, I decided imma get them caught up in a rouge attack/attacked by a rouge.

So somewhere a week in their stay, akuma class is held hostage by one of the Gotham’s criminals.

Because this is Gotham, y’all. You can’t be in Gotham and NOT get attacked some way or another. It’s impossible.

[Choose your villain. I have badass Marinette though, so we all know the winner here]

The moment it starts, Damian slips away and changes into Robin.

Meanwhile:

The class is screaming and panicking.

Lila is probably in the middle of a panic attack.

Marinette’s assessing the situation before striking.

The moment Robin arrives, he gets to witness Marinette, the sweet cinnamon roll Marinette, kicking ass and taking names. Adorable. He thinks he’s in love (and he so is).

Bats come. And they’re met with the dude dealt with and trembling in fear of a petite girl with pigtails, who’s standing next to him and a lovestruck Robin staring at said girl.

A sight to behold, truly.

Also, what if Damian accidentally texts Lila instead of Marinette after the attack? And Lila is so happy, because she thinks her plan’s finally working. But ohoho, does Damian have surprise for her.

Damian: Are you sure you’re okay? The attack was really dangerous, You’re sure you’re fine?

Lila, thinking ‘yes, fucking finally. Almost thought you have no feelings’ : Oh, it was so scary !!!!!! 😱😰😨😨😨 [just hella lot of emojis. She seems like that kind to me] I was absolutely terrified!!!! I’m just glad that it’s all over. After the attack Robin came up to check up on me. He even flirted with me, i think he likes me... Too bad I already like someone else 😘😘😘😘😘😘

Lila: But don’t worry, dami!!!! I’m a little shaken up, but overall okay.  But if you want to we can facetime so you can make sure I’m not injured ;*

Damian, having to physically restrain himself fro throwing his phone against the wall: ...

Damian: Fuck.

Damian: Wrong number.

Lila: ಠ_ಠ

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And of course I’m involving Twitter. Who do you think I am?

At first it was one of of his siblings who posted a post about how he’s seething at his phone, probably his penpal texted him something again.

But do you seriously thing Damian would pass such an amazing opportunity?

Haha.

No.

He immediately posts his follow up and it goes downhill from here. He adds shit ton of tweets about her, making Lila famous (and she doesn’t even know she is).

People don’t know whom to pity more; Damian, for having a horrible and lying penpal, or said penpal, for having an enemy in the Ice Prince of Gotham?

The hashtags #IcePrince’sPenpal #PenpalNightmare #MenaceOfAPenpal are created and are trending every day.

Many say it’s the most active he’s ever been.

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Lila is not stupid in this, okay? A pathological liar and a manipulator, yes, but for that you need brain and she has one. Much to Damian’s surprise. And yeah, sometimes she lets her imagination get the best of her, but she’s cautious enough and has proof to often back her up. 

She knows she screwed up. Her penpal doesn’t believe her and isn’t scared to call her out.

Due to him bluntly uncovering her lies, some of the classmates see through the blinds she’d put on their eyes and get suspicious of her.

If you have mercy on them, make them come to Marinette and apologize.

...

Yeah, I’m not doing that.

The class sticks to Lila’s version of every story and they don’t believe Damian is THE Damian Wayne, even when a fricking limousine drives up to the school and a butler comes out of it.

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Random notes and ideas that don’t really have any sense or anything tbh, but I had them so there you go

About the attack, obviously the school has to inform the parents, right? But, if you're salty enough, you can, oh i don't know, make bustier and/or Damocles not inform them thus creating even more problems for them in the near future. (Yes, i hate bustier and damocles with passion, they’re enablers and Damocles is a gold digger tbh)

*

One day the french class is at a random restaurant (I’m honestly tempted to put them in Red Robin just for my own entertainment) when the Wayne brothers come in. They recognize them and Lila sees the opportunity, so she goes up to them.

Lila: Hiii Damiii!!!! [Yes, I know this is a real life conversation]

Damian, just done with her: Ugh, not you again.

Tim just kinda glances at her and decides she’s not worth his time.

Jason: What the fuck do you have on your head?

Dick: Oh, Damian, is this your crush or the penpal you despise so much?

Damian: The latter. And i do not have a crush

Lila, who totally stopped listening after she heard “crush”: That’s me!!!!

[Silence]

Damian: Marinette’s over there. Let’s go.

Lila:  ;_;

Yeah, it sucks to be Lila.

[I thought I posted this a month ago. I didn’t. What the hell]

[emimothvine]

📁 for the fuckboy anon.

TW: toxic relationships and abuse

Bakugou has a distorted understanding of romance.

His mother is always loud, always pushing and pushing and pushing until she gets what she wants. She’s violent; she’s crass; she hits her husband when she gets mad because it makes her feel powerful, hits her son because that’s just what you’re supposed to do with shitty kids like him, right?

His father is quiet. Unassuming. No one expects much of him, and that’s exactly how he likes it. Honesty eludes him; manipulation is his friend. He lies to his wife when she asks him where he was last night, lies to his son when he asks why his mother hurts him like she hates him.

Bakugou also wants to be the best. He loves a challenge, thrives in spite and winning and the thrill of proving people wrong. So when his friends start teasing him about his lack of romantic life, he takes it like the bait it was never meant to be.

Long story short, Bakugou gets into a toxic relationship.

It’s a general studies girl. She’s been approaching him, flirting with him, constantly for weeks. He’s told her no, told her to fuck off multiple times, but she’s kept at it. And that’s a good thing, right? Admirable. It means she’s serious, persistent, stubborn, strong. Just like his mother was when she’d gone after his dad. This is how relationships work, isn’t it?

Bakugou thinks so. So when she corners him outside the locker room for the fiftieth time, he tells her yes - just two days after his squad’s teasing. The two go on their first date that weekend, and Bakugou tells the squad the following Monday.

They look shocked, and weirdly enough, not nearly as happy about this new development as Bakugou had anticipated. But they’re supportive, despite their strained smiles.

Bakugou keeps going out with this girl. He doesn’t like it much, but he made a commitment and damn him if he’s going to back out now. For a while, she sits with him and the squad at lunch, always clinging to his arm and demanding a share of his food even though she knows she can’t handle the spice. Bakugou honestly thinks it’s cute how she pushes past her limits like that, finds it refreshing how she isn’t afraid to throw his shit right back at him when he’s being a dick. 

(The class is always weirdly nice to him when he fucks up, but she isn’t; she tells him when he’s being lazy or stupid or mean and it’s familiar. It makes sense. He listens when she tells him to shut up because his laugh is too ugly, to stay still when she kisses him even if he doesn’t want to. He listens because that’s what you’re supposed to do in relationships, and he always gives his best no matter what.) 

(His friends... don’t seem to like her very much. He doesn’t know why.)

She starts dragging him away during lunches. Bakugou supposes it makes sense; they’re dating, so they’re supposed to spend a lot of time together. She gets angry at him when he doesn’t text her back right away, and a lot of their dates are scheduled on the same days as Bakusquad hangouts. When Bakugou tries to back out, to explain, she pushes and pushes and pushes, and he lets her.

(His mom is happy with him, too. He let it slip that he got a girlfriend, and she called him brat and ruffled his hair like she hasn’t in years. You’re lucky she has shit taste, she said, told him not to scare her away by being a pest.)

(And quietly, secretly, he wants her to look at him like that again. Like he’s worth something. He wants her to smile at him more and pet his hair and love him, just a little bit. So he keeps at it, keeps going out with this girl as she tells him to stop talking so much and don’t smile, you look like a lunatic and it’s just a hickey, Suki, don’t be such a prude.)

He comes to class and he can’t look anyone in the eye, because he knows they see the marks on his neck and his face. The imprints of teeth and bruises and little crescent moons on his cheeks and his jaw and his nape from her fingernails. She likes to dig them into his face to get his attention, into his neck to keep him still while she kisses him. (It’s almost worse than the hickeys, because they’re proof of how often he fucks up, how often she needs to set him straight.)

She slaps him sometimes, when he’s done something especially shitty - ignored her for too long, said the wrong thing. Sometimes she’ll ignore him for a few days, when she’s tired of dealing with his shit, but she always comes back. She’s nice about it too - doesn’t make him drag himself out to apologize like his mom does.

Meanwhile, his classmates, his friends, his teachers are just. So concerned. Fucking enraged. Bakugou has become subdued in a way that they have never seen before, and Deku, for his part, is terrified and furious. This girl walks all over his Kacchan and he just lets her, and for the life of him Deku can’t figure out why.

(Once, at lunch, when she and Bakugou were still sitting with them in the cafeteria, she told Bakugou to laugh quieter, it’s gross and everyone can hear you. And he’d just listened. That wide, rare, precious grin had been wiped right off his face and he’d quieted down instantly. No one had said anything out of pure shock.)

(Kirishima, Mina, the rest of the squad, Deku, Uraraka, hell even Todoroki - they were seething. Because Bakugou rarely, rarely let himself laugh like that - hell, all of them sans Deku could count on one hand the times they’d seen his little happy-smile - and this bitch had destroyed those few precious seconds of genuine, carefree laughter because she was fucking self-conscious. If they could kill people with a look, half the goddamn class would have been charged with murder.)

They all hate her. They want to grab Bakugou and shake him and tell him to break up with this bitch, but he doesn’t even have the time to talk to them anymore. The squad wants their Katsuki back, Deku wants his Kacchan back, the class wants their friend back. It’s been weeks. They don’t know what to do.

Their savior comes in the form of one Shinsou Hitoshi.

He’s been watching all this go down from afar, and it’s pissed him right off. He doesn’t know Bakugou that well, honestly thinks he’s a bit of an asshole, but he likes him. He cares about him. They spar occasionally (or they used to), and it’s grueling and fun and satisfying as shit. 

There’s this... something in Bakugou. Too big and too bright to call a fire, too hot and too close to call the sun. And this girl - this toxic, abusive bitch - is smothering it, smothering him, and Shinsou is sick of it.

It’s week six of this bullshit and he does what no one has managed to do in all that time: he finds Bakugou and corners him - away from that toxic bitch he calls his girlfriend.

(Let’s all thank Aizawa for that one. Underground hero training is useful as shit.)

He confronts him about it - asks him, pointblank, “Why do you put up with her?”

And all he gets in response is the most genuinely bemused expression he’d ever seen on Bakugou’s face. 

Something in Shinsou’s stomach drops.

“The fuck are you on about?”

“Your girlfriend, dipshit,” he says, like it’s obvious, because it is. “Why do you let her treat you like shit?”

Bemusement shifts into pure, unadulterated confusion, and that thing in Shinsou’s stomach falls right down to his feet.

“I don’t let her do shit, dumbass.” He almost sounds indignant. “Now outta my way, I got places to be.”

Bakugou lightly shoves past him, but Shinsou grabs his wrist before he can leave. The blond glances back at him in irritation. Pale, fluorescent light casts dramatic shadows across his face, darkens the marks and the bruises dotting fair skin.

Shinsou grits his teeth. “She hurts you.”

Bakugou doesn’t even hesitate. “Yeah, so?”

The brainwasher’s grip goes slack. 

He doesn’t fully register that Bakugou has dislodged his arm until he’s standing alone in the hallway, but when he does, the first thought that crosses his mind is I have to tell dad.

(The thing about Shinsou is that he knows abuse. He knows what it looks like, what it sounds like, what it feels like, because he’s been through it himself. And yet for the longest time, he had no idea that what his foster parents were doing even constituted as wrong.)

(Then he met Aizawa, and he learned a few things. It fucking sucked, and for a while, nothing felt real and everything was wrong and he didn’t know what to do. But Aizawa was there for him, helped him through all the nitty-gritty-shitty parts of having your whole world turned inside-out, and lo-and-behold, Shinsou got adopted like four months ago.)

(But the point is, Shinsou isn’t an idiot. He knows this shit, he’s been through this shit, and the fact of the matter is that there is no way Bakugou would think that what he’s going through is okay unless he’s used to it. So what the fuck does Shinsou do now?)

(He goes to the man that pulled him out of the fire.)

(“Dad, I need to talk to you.”)