#pro touring 

[bigboppa01]

[pilloclock]

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[pro-royalty]

Megan thee Stallion x Hot Girl Summer Tour

[lady-of-sorr0wz]

Eepy

[nyracel]

“at least he FOUGHT in the war what did ur queen do hm sit on her ass and eat cake 🤓👆” buddy boy your king was turned into applebee’s barbecue in his very first battle and spent over a year high on the medieval equivalent of opioids only to be ambushed in his second battle and lose to a thirteen year old little girl on her equally baby dragon i wouldn’t be talking shit if i were you

[wallflowers-in-the-wind]

Love him or hate him at least Tamlin apologized, admitted what he did wrong, and tried to change for the better. His actions were to save his people and the one he loved. Tamlin also didn’t need to save Rhysand and Feyre but he did because despite everything they did he wanted her to be happy.

Tamlin is many things but a villain isn’t one of them.

[umthisistheonlyusernamenottaken]

I just know that the high lords were secretly pumped when feyre left tamlin because they knew that he was gonna write the break up album of the century, and the last time that they had anything good to listen to was a century ago when he left rhysands ass.

[thatlotuscookie]

Hey hypno! Could you write a My Hero Academia request for ProheroBakugo x PopstarReader? The reader being a popstar (inpsired by sabrina carpenter) and goes on tour and does the Juno performance dedicated to bakugo their fiance

✧･ﾟ: a/n: hope you like it, anon! It was super fun to put Juno in the story:) And for all you Sabrina Carpenter fans, I hope you enjoyed this too! Thank you for the request, anon <3

✧ Title: ✧ Stardust & Dynamite ✧ ✧ Characters: Pro Hero Bakugo Katsuki x Popstar Reader (Fem!Reader) ✧ Genre: Fluff, Romance, Slightly Suggestive ✧ Rating: T ✧ Summary: On the final night of your Short N’ Sweet tour, you dedicate your most famous song, “Juno,” to the person who holds your heart—Pro Hero Bakugo, your fiancé. As the lyrics hint at a future together, Bakugo’s reaction is... heated. ✧ Content Warnings: Public performance, slight suggestiveness, mention of starting a family, fame/spotlight, spicy lyrics. ✧ WC: 1128 // 6.3k chars

The final show of your Short N’ Sweet tour was on, and you could feel the adrenaline pumping through your veins. The last song of the night was coming up, and this one held extra meaning. As you scanned the crowd, all eyes glued on you, your mind drifted to him, the only one who mattered in the sea of faces.

In the VIP section, Bakugo Katsuki—Pro Hero Dynamight—stood with his arms crossed, his signature scowl in place. His gaze, though, never wavered from you, like a hawk fixated on its prey. He was always there, watching from the shadows, but tonight, you planned on dragging him into the spotlight and making him a part of your world in front of thousands.

“This next one’s dedicated to someone really important to me,” you announced, breathless from the last song but buzzing with anticipation. “Some of you might know it—it’s called ‘Juno.’”

The crowd roared in recognition, a wave of energy surging through the arena, but your attention zeroed in on Bakugo. His crimson eyes narrowed slightly, his scowl deepening as if he knew you were about to do something that would challenge his comfort zone.

Grinning mischievously, you continued, “This one’s for you, Katsuki.”

He stiffened at the mention of his name, surprise flashing briefly in his eyes. Public declarations of affection weren’t his thing, but that didn’t matter. You knew he was listening, every word slicing through the distance he often kept.

The beat of “Juno” kicked in, and the familiar melody filled the stadium, wrapping around you like a warm embrace. For you, though, it felt like the song was for him alone, a private performance in front of thousands, filled with unspoken promises and desires.

“Don’t have to tell your hot ass a thing Oh yeah, you just get it Whole package, babe, I like the way you fit God bless your dad’s genetics, mm, uh…”

Bakugo’s eyes darkened, his jaw clenched as he watched you own the stage. He wasn’t one for grand public gestures, preferring to keep his feelings hidden, but you knew him well enough to recognize the way his breath caught when you sang. His grip on the railing tightened, his gaze burning into you with more intensity than usual. You were getting under his skin, and it thrilled you.

He smirked, a flicker of pride dancing in his eyes as he appreciated how brazen you were, how unapologetically you made him feel seen. But when you hit the pre-chorus, something stirred deeper inside him, twisting emotions he had yet to fully acknowledge.

“You make me wanna make you fall in love, Oh, late at night, I'm thinking 'bout you, ah-ah… Wanna try out my fuzzy pink handcuffs? Oh, I hear you knockin’, baby, come on up…”

Bakugo’s heart skipped a beat. Damn, this song was bolder than he expected, filled with innuendo that ignited a fire in his chest. His mind was racing, imagining you whispering those very words to him in private. The cheeky lyrics, the sway of your hips as you sang them—it was driving him wild. He swallowed hard, trying to maintain his cool, but he could feel the heat rising in his body.

Then you locked eyes with him as you slid into the chorus.

“I know you want my touch for life, If you love me right, then who knows? I might let you make me Juno… You know I just might…”

The implication of the words didn’t slip past him. Juno? The idea of locking things down, starting a family… It left his mind spinning. Did you mean what he thought you did? His hands flexed by his sides, a flurry of emotions swirling in his chest. He hadn’t thought about kids much before, but hearing you sing about it—hell, it didn’t sound like a bad idea. You were already engaged, and the thought of being married soon made the idea of starting a family feel more tangible, more real.

“Let you lock me down tonight, One of me is cute, but two though?”

He coughed, trying to hide the faint blush creeping up his neck. “Damn tease,” he muttered under his breath, feeling all sorts of emotions bubbling to the surface. The image of the two of you, together, building a future, lingered in his mind, unearthing feelings he wasn’t quite ready to confront but couldn’t deny.

By the time you reached the final chorus, the energy between you two crackled like electricity in the air. Bakugo was watching you like a hawk, his face flushed, his breathing unsteady. The way you looked at him, full of love and mischief, nearly knocked the wind out of him. You weren’t just performing; you were weaving a tapestry of hopes and dreams that felt impossible to ignore.

The last note echoed through the stadium, and the crowd erupted in applause, a cacophony of cheers and shouts. But Bakugo wasn’t paying attention to any of that. His gaze stayed fixed on you, intense and unwavering, as if you were the only thing that existed in that moment.

Once you stepped off the stage, your feet moved straight toward him, drawn by an invisible thread. Without hesitation, he grabbed your wrist, pulling you into him, his breath hot against your ear.

“That song…” he growled, his voice low and rough, tinged with a mix of desire and something deeper. “You tryin’ to tell me somethin’?”

You smiled up at him, your heart racing as you wrapped your arms around his neck, feeling the heat radiating from his body. “Maybe.”

Bakugo’s lips twitched into a smirk, his eyes gleaming with a mix of pride and unmasked yearning. “You better not be messing with me, ‘cause I’ll make sure you get exactly what you’re asking for.”

His words sent a shiver down your spine, a thrill of excitement racing through you as you couldn’t help but laugh softly, pressing closer. “Maybe that’s the plan, Katsuki.”

“Tch, you really are a piece of work.” He leaned in, his lips brushing against your forehead, a tender moment amid the chaos of the night. “But you’re mine, and don’t you forget it.”

You nodded, your heart swelling with affection, the world outside fading into insignificance. “Never.”

In that moment, with his arms wrapped around you, the noise of the crowd fading into the background, you knew that no matter where your career took you, Bakugo Katsuki would always be the one you came home to. The love between you was more than just a fleeting thrill; it was the promise of a future together, and as you looked into his eyes, you could see it—a shared life, filled with laughter, chaos, and perhaps one day, the pitter-patter of tiny feet running around.

[flmboyz]

1964 Falcon

[neon-wonderlands]

[bigboppa01]

[eurotrip]

[pro-royalty]

Megan thee Stallion

[readthephible]

the amount of time i intended to spend on this edit: < 1 hr | actual time i spent: 3h 18m

(i also posted it on insta and tiktok @echonoirs)

[thebestpartofwakingup]

When you realize a seemingly obvious candidate for cartoon nostalgia time skip fan art from your childhood is completely untapped online...

[ierofangz]

born to be having doomed gay summer-fling sex that will rewire my brain forever in a tour bus. forced to go to college