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the-acid-pear · 3 years

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I just can't get enough it seems, time to start the next Baki the Grappler book!

It seems that this one will take on the saga i saw on the anime (at least by the end) so that's exciting

Chapter 1

First off quality is SHIT lmao

Yesss i remember this. I still think that shit about everyone trembling is a lil... Mmmm bullshit.

Baki be like <:] but in a smug way

Look at Tokugawa my man

OH RIGHT HE LEFT THE TOURNAMENT WITH A CAST

This feels so random

Oh right the synchronicity shit

Baki is so -_- in this manga

Look at the old timer go

YEAH FR TOKUGAWA JUST BROUGHT EXPLOSIVES TO A SCHOOL FULL OF CHILDREN TO MAKE A SHITTY ANALOGY SHSHWKWGGE FREAK OLD MAN

Chapter 2

Ahegao

Epic grandpa

HO NICE

Mf really swam thru the Pacific ocean

Chapter 3

Huh i thought he was Scottish

This random guy was pretty interesting looking, the one executing Doyle

Fucked up shit how they still do this stuff

King, i can somehow still remember his voice in particular fsr

Also since no one reads this i will say it: Doyle does NOT look white ahagdbafhsdbc

I like that he didn't bother killing the doctor

Is that Strydum? 🥺👉👈

Chapter 4

Shagddjd i was going to say that, this dude could have easily taken a different path from violence

GAARN? MY MAN? MY BELOVED GARLAND? IS HE ALIVE STILL?!

FFS NOT FOR LONG HHH LOOK HOW THEY MASSACRED MY BOY...

I mean it's fair, Sirkosky uses weapons, but man, Garland... :'/

This all hits so different once you know the characters :]]]

Chapter 5

That pic is still so brutal

What an absolute troll shsshwgxgd

Also fun fact when i watched the anime i didn't pay much attention at first so I assumed the Russian was Spec (i didn't even know Sirkosky's name)

I love how that was unnecessary shagdhsr

ADAGDFAGAFAD this guy was also great

Spec was fucking insane man aggsggahsfg

I love he's full of tattoos

The absolutely king

OH RIGHT Spec is sus *laugh track*

Chapter 6

Oh hell yeah, grandpa's ex

Baki tf you doing there in the cover you madlad

...bottom storage.

THEY ARE SO MEAN LEAVE HIS SHORT ASS ALONE SHSGJSGS

He's my size btw

Was there a motive for him to be naked or was he just a freak btw?

I love the shape of his eyes ngl

I love how scared the guards are while he just calmly rambles

I don't wanna call yanagi my grandpa because i think yanagi can get it and it would be like calling him daddy but the Gilf™ is Dorian man life is so hard when you are me

I love Yanagi's face lol he's handsome

Chapter 7

Poor Baki lmao he just got better from the maximum tournament and now this

Lmao Baki has a point

Unnecessary, Doyle

Chapter 8

I love how they were recruiting dangerous mfs to beat up this random guy bc his vibes are fucked up

This guy looked a lot like jack

You gotta be brave to shove a knife that sharp into your pants

I love how Baki literally did nothing to em

Baki's face just looks wrong this isn't my beloved child

Imagine you are about to fight this mf and he just shoves his hand inside his pants

Chapter 9

This dude really looks like, fully japanese jack hanma

JWGWKEGWKSGE I LOVE HIM

I love how Spec just showed up dressed up as a fucking monk or something

Chapter 10

You guys know, Dorian reminds me of my now dead great grandfather, with the moustache look even more.

Not impressed, 15 yo Hanayama did the same when throwing a tantrum

He's so insane i luv him

Okay but look at the cut of that outfit look at how well it hugs his chest and waist but flows bellow... Spec my dude you could have been a mad good model 😐 he's even giving me gender envy! 🥺

I love how Baki used both his hands for the handshake

Chapter 11

Ho, speak of the devil, i was just talking of this fucker with Blood

Mf got so old

I like how there was no motive for him to be naked he literally is just Like That

Also it's from here that he got that wasp waist lmao

Mf just flexing at this point lmao

GRANDPA!! <3

Yanagi got cake

That's so unnecessary rude, obsessed. Also, as if you weren't old Yanagi. I see why they broke up now ;/

Chapter 12

11 and 12 are the same fsr

Chapter 13

I honestly wonder where these prisoners got their clothes, like, aside from Doyle that one time everyone else is never shown shopping or even owning money

Also i love the fact that on a daily basis i dress the same as Spec, that definitely says something bout me jagsjsgwhwfwg 😭

To be honest, considering the size of Spec's body, they should definitely feed him more

He didn't wash his hands 😢

Dick and balls too strong ajgshsgsg

I love how fucking, polite he is.

Oh i see, i thought he might have stolen a wallet or something but nah

Btw i genuinely don't remember shit JAGSKSGWJGS even if it watched the anime i forgot most of this

Chapter 14

GOD the way the anime butchered Katsumi, he's so handsome in the manga in comparison 😐

Also i like how they aren't explaining this like, Katsumi was the one who lost, did he wait until Retsu was okay to fight again in HIS ("") dojo?!

RETSU STOP DOING THESE SORT OF TRICKS THAT'S PHYSICALLY IMPOSSIBLE AJDGSJSG

HE'S JUST BUILT DIFFERENT

Okay he actually explained, oddly nice of Retsu to accept tho

Hoho this scene hits different now that i know and like Katsumi

Also I'm not even gonna question where Doppo is, dude is never just around skdgksgd

Chapter 15

I love this genre of cover

WHITE BOY SJDGSJGSHS-

I love that retsu is just watching, he's still an asshole QJGSJSGWH

If i didn't know Katsumi I would say he died

I did actually think he had died when watching the anime

Retsu still has his thicc ass i see

Chapter 16

See all this makes sense now that i know retsu and the shit he has seen and been thru!

Angry lad, lucky his hair didn't burn

I DIDNT EVEN REALIZE HE EXTINGUISHED THE FIRE WITH HIS SCREAM

Chapter 17

Ahegao in the cover

I'm looking at the pages and I'm obsessed with Doppo being described as a "bold, badass karate master", it's so accurate <3

Also Igari being called eccentric, and the mention he defeated Mount Toba!! <3

Baki is slowly looking more like Baki

"my mother is dying"

Tasks keep failing successfully

Chapter 18

mAh boy...

That happens and it's the worst

Musashi you good boy 🥺

Chapter 19

Igari <33

That's insane

Chapter 20

I love that Igari looks legitimately worried and sad, not sweating tho

I love how he didn't have any serious damage until the punches like, okay.

Poor Igari tho

DID HE CHEW EM OFF OR SOMETHING? SHSHWGEGCH

Was anybody going to tell me is Sikorsky and not Sirkosky?

Also i love how legitimately scared Tokugawa is, probably more than when Yujiro picked him up

Chapter 21

The heights are so off in this saga

Oh my fucking god i didn't know Spec was 221

Either heights are all over the place or Yanagi is not 160

Either way HOW CAN YOU BE THAT SMALL? 🤣

GAFSFWEAD Tokugawa like "i own this place 😐"

Doyle is still the most decent one of the bunch

URSURSUTSUSTSRU

LOOK AT YANAGI DORIAN AND SIKORSKY ALREADY GETTING THEIR HANDS READY SBDGSHW

I googled how big Andreas from the tournament was and like, 2.40 😦

LET'S GOOOOO EVEN WITH A BEARD OMFG 😳😳😳

I see Hanayama descended into alcoholism after losing in the tournament. Also tf is with that bag? Was he hiking or something?

Jsgsjsgd Shibukawa is so excited too

I think this is chronically the first time Doppo appears with fully casual clothes, usually he either was in a suit or in his karate uniform

I'm straight up simping to the public now sgsjsgwhw

Chapter 22

LOOK AT THESE DUDES..... 💞

FUCK I WAS GONNA SAY THERE WERE MORE BAD THAN GOOD GUYS THEN LOOKED DOWN AND REALIZED THAT NO, SHIBUKAWA WAS JUST NEARLY OUT OF FRAME 😭

They all look so upset about that information

SIKORSKY NAME GOT SPELLED AS SILCOSKI...

Looking at them drives me insane i developed such a bond with all these fighters

I haven't seen Doppo this excited since last time his wife showed up

BAKI SWEARING?! 😰

How did Tokugawa grab Baki's shoulder?

ALSO WHY TF IS BAKI SO SURPRISED AS IF HE DIDNT GO AROUND BEATING UP PEOPLE WHEN HE WAS 13...

Don't worry Baki y'all will, Tokyo is not that big it seems

Shibukawa swearing 😨

"Imagine being mid but and Spec pulls up on you" "imagine having sex and she takes the mask and it's fucking Spec"

To be fair i would fuck a 2.21 muscular lady without going "hmmm this doesn't seem like a good idea..." in any moment

Chapter 23

I love how Dorian is just looking up

ACTUALLY ALL THEIR STANCES, Yanagi making dead eye contact with Gouki, Sikorsky with a firm pose just as Hanayama, Doyle with hiss chest up but eyes down giving a sense of pride, and, well, then there's Spec being Spec.

I like seeing Sikorsky having fun

I love Spec he played so smart SGSGSGS

😳 love wins!

Oh i had already forgotten about the dojo

Old man Dorian just has that effect on people

Threesome i see /j

He really was just fucking hiking i would love if they ever explained that ough 🥺

Did his facial hair just disappear?? STSGSFSD

BWHEKEGWJG THEY REALLY JUST FORGOT TO ADD IT FOR ONE PANEL IM OBSESSED

Such a good kick tho

The relationship these men can have is so oddly nice like not Doppo and Retsu specifically but all of the fighters in general. Like many of them barely know each other, but they all know their fighting styles and respect each other, plus have no reason to be in bad terms with one another and specially not now that they are all fighting for the same cause. It's just so nice to see em idk JAGSHS

Hey Igari.

Chapter 24

Thank God Doppo went <3 again it had been so long

Babe are you okay? You hadn't put a lil heart in your speech bubble for a while...

King really punched the fire

I will chose to believe that's true bc it's impressive 😍

You know it's funny like, Katsumi is mad good but he doesn't has as much experience as his dad and that leaves him in disvantage

Hehe i remember that guy

The manga is so much better than the anime ffs

I love that he didn't even realize

Chapter 25

Manga i don't think that's science

Also Baki just chilling with some doves lmao

I'm looking thru old messages see how my og reaction to this was

Huh i found nothing, that's odd. Well my reaction would have probably been like NOOOOO anyway so, y'all can imagine it

You left my dilf handless you fucking asshole good thing he has a wife

Imagine this dude cuts your hand and then just flexes his knowledge about science or whatever

HSSGGSFS THEY FIXED THE NO BEARD ERROR

Illiterate king <3

A guy did this to me once btw!!! Obviously in way smaller scale but he just touched something and the bleeding soon stopped!!!!

Honestly that's the most huge dick energy thing Doppo has ever done

Pfff I'm starting to remember why i liked Doppo so much 🥴

Bitches confused over him running away, tf was he supposed to do? He played it smart since there are no rules

Though yeah an eye and NOW a hand, insane

Chapter 26

Sjshhdhsn tanuki?

Oh, fox, he was calling him slick

Manga is pretty faster than the anime

Chapter 27

Where's your honor, Igari...

He is right sadly enough 😔

Oh i keep forgetting Igari's nature, he was probably trying to pull his silly little tricks again

This is just brutal honestly

Hehe this time i didn't get scared ☺️

I like that at least I'm not the only one who needs their mind off the gutter

Chapter 28

Love seeing em datin <3

He's so aggressive accidentally i love these dorks sm 😍🥺💞

SPEC FFS SJGDHWGW

Chapter 29

SPEC FOR FUCKS SAKE SJSVSJWGSH

Hanayama is such a real bro man

I LOVE THAT HE WAS JUST STALKING BAKI TOO BTW SJDGJDGDHSBDGDGS

To think i will still love hanayama but for entirely different reasons 😌

Chapter 30

Kaoru looks different but idk how

What the fuck is Spec even saying?

The fact that that makes no sense, i still love it a lot tho.

ALSO I ADORE HOW QUIET HANAYAMA IS WHEN FIGHTING

Okay Spec really has a point it really is beautiful

GOD I'M STARTING TO UNDERSTAND THESE CHARACTERS TOO MUCH I NEED HELP AJDGSJSGSHS 😭

But it's beautiful in the sense like, look how built he is! Look at all those scars!!! It IS beautiful it's a masterpiece!!!!!!!

"i choose to believe this is how hanayama always undresses" KSHSKDGSJ THE AMOUNT OF SUITS THIS MAN DESTROYS.. OBSESSED

Though yeah Hanayama in general is also beautiful isn't he?

Chapter 31

I would sob man look at him. Look at Shiba.

NO ONE RISKS HIS LIFE MORE THAN SHIBA YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE I STILL HOLD A LOT OF RESPECT FOR HIM!

A BENCH...

I really don't get why he's letting himself get hit, is he just flexing?

I cannot way to see him do his Technique ™

Chapter 32

Manga is so much superior to the anime, like, i haven't complained about Spec even once bc he isn't annoying anyone, in the anime he was so infuriating!!

I love when they just steal their standing poses sjsgjssgsh

That distortion effect so good

Chapter 33

I still think it's weird they used humans and not machines, though it was effective

I love how Spec managed to punch that statue without calling the attention of much people that's impressive

And i love that he keeps saying man he sounds like me with bro

Hanayama my beloved

Chapter 34

Yeah I'm not reading all that 😐

Oh this explains the holes in his clothes

#luly talks #btg #having a shitton of fun #the anime is NOTHING compared to the manga #the only good thing about the anime is the voice acting which is just on point #but everything else SUCKS man #they made me hate my man Spec and now im seeing he wasnt as nearly as annoying as in the anime #AND THEY BUTCHERED SO MANY FACES... EVERYONE WAS SO FUCKING UGLY #HANAYAMA... KATSUMI... EVEN BAKI WAS MAD UGLY 😭😭#but everything is better now ☺️#also i hit the limit of letters again 🥴#baki liveblog

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cubanmalefootlover · 5 years

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Bad Boy gets The Feather

-AAAAAAWW-AAAAWW-HAAHAHAHAHAHEHEEHEEHEEHEE! STOP HAHAHA! STOP IT STOP IT STOP IT PLEEEZZZ! PLEEEEHEHEHEHEHEEEEZZZZHH!!!...

A young man shrieks in hysterics as his bare feet are tickled without mercy by a masked man.

-PLEASE-PLEASE-PLEASE-PLEAAHWSZZHHH AAAAAWWH-AAAAHAAWWW- OOWWOOOOWWWAAAAA-AAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA!!!! I CANT TAK’IT!! AAAI CANT TAK’ITT!! AAAH MY GADSS!! AHH MAHH GAADSS HAHAHAA…!!!

His desperate pleas fall on deaf ears while the fierce assault just continues.

-AAWH-NO-NO-NO-NO-NOO-NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAAA!!!!! NOOOOOOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO HOHOHOHOHOHO!! PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEEHEHEHEHEWWHSZHH!!! NAAAHIA HIAHIAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! AAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I CANT TAK’IT ANYMOOOOOOHO HOHOHOHOOORRR PLEEEEEHEEHEEHEEZZZZH STOHOHOHOHOHOHOP!!!!

The young man squirms and writhes as much as he can, but the way he’s tied up gives him too little room, so there is NO WAY to escape of his ordeal. The masked man is taking very seriously his duty, he seems to never tire of sliding a big feather all over the boy’s soles, sometimes just grazing the barbs, sometimes raking the calamus all along the skin from heels to toes up and down, up and down, up and down assiduously.

-OH MY GAADS OH MY GAHAHAHAHDSS SOMEBODY HEHEHEHELP ME!!! OHHHOHO SOMEBAHAHAHAHAHADY PLEAHAHAHAZZZ HELP HEEELP NOT LIKE THAAHAHAHAHATT!!!!!! HIIHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHA!!!!! NOOOOHOHO HOHOHOHOHO!!!! GAADSSS MAAHAHAWGHK… MAKE IT STAAAP!!! AAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!! MAAHAAHAHAHAAHAAHAAHAAHAAHAAAAGHWK IT STOHOHOHOHOHO HOHOHOHOOHOOHOOHOOHOHOHOHOHAHAHA AAOHOHOHOWW!!! STAP! PLEEHEHEHEEHEHEEHEEEHEHEHEEEZZZZ!!!!

The torturer would change the feather by his manicured fingernails or hairbrushes or forks or Velcro, but his victim is ticklish enough to stay miserably howling with laughter for hours. Oh yeah, the feather have that devastating effect on the supersensitive nerve-endings of his feet. The masked man wants to make his prisoner suffer. And indeed the prisoner is! His deep voice has become raucous with gusts of potent laughter echoing all through the dungeon.

-AHEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHEEEEEEEEEAHAHAHAHA! HAHAHA HAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!! SOOHOHOHOHOMBAHAHAAAAAAHAHAADY STAP THIS PLEASE!!!

The masked man is as cruel as a demon…

-AAAAAHAHAHAAWWWWW! NOOOO-NOOO-NONONONONONONONONONO NONOOOO NOT THE TOES NAAHAHAHAHAT THE TOESS PLEEEEZZZ…!!!! –yelled the captive every time the masked man devoted himself to scratch the stiff calamus in between his toes and prickle them all along.

-OHH PLEEEEHHHZZ LISTEN LIIHIHIHIHIHISENT TO ME MAN!! ILL DO ANYTHIIHIHINNN… ANEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEETHN YAAAAHAAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHA WAAHAHAHHAHANNN… ANYTHIINNN AAAANITHHNNN YAAAUHUHUHUHUHU WAAAAAAANT!!! JUST STOP THIS SHIT PLEASE!!! YOU GONNA KILL MEEEHEHEHEHEEE!!!!...

The victim just wiggles his toes to no avail; whenever he curls them, the tormentor manages to insert the calamus or the barbs in the tender gap between the digits and darts or saw there to no end. The boy is in ticklish hell and all he can do is keep crying, hollering and guffawing, face down, shaking his head, all wrapped, on that bed, just like a madman.

Two hours prior…

After noon, a local hooligan known as Bad Boy went out his gang’s den. At first sight you could notice he’s one of the dangerous gang’s boys of the district, judging by his attire: puffy leather jacket over a white wife-beater shirt, baggy jeans and steel-toed black military boots, covering his head a black beanie, a distinctive tattoo on his neck and bully attitude. Stylish sunglasses and a cigarette dangling from the edge of his lips completed that charm very typical of naughty men. His eyes fired anger and his tattooed hands were often closed in heavy fists ready to be discharged. He must be in his early twenties, guiding by his fresh, clean-shaven face. This slob has already got out of bed. Last night he was partying like crazy with his friends, tons of alcohol, drugs, wild sex and all kind of tough excitement. They were celebrating their last felony.

Bad Boy had been spotted by a man since a week. This man was in his thirties, nerd-looking, average built, goatee, glasses and reserved attitude. This mysterious man was following Bad Boy for some blocks in his van. Obviously he had made this many times before because he knew the delinquent’s routine and when he got off the van, he managed to disguise himself among the crowd. Bad Boy had a meeting in a deserted factory with some members of his gang, planning their next “job”.

Within his van, the chaser reviewed a list where it’s shown the picture of a young guy and some features:

Name: Unknown

Nickname: Bad Boy

Age: 24

Height: 5’9”

Weight: 75 kg

Built: Slim/muscular

Foot size: 9 US

Address: Unknown (He lives with the moll of the moment or in his gang’s den or in the street)

Police records: starting as car robber at 13 y.o, then vandalism, assailant, gang rape, gang banging, armed robbery, grievous bodily harm, extortion, drug dialer, arms dialer and the list kept increasing.

After the meeting, a twenty something woman joined Bad Boy in a corner. The hooligan and his moll went into a restaurant. The mysterious man sat at a distant table. They were talking quietly, looking around with suspicion. The moll visited the restroom. The nerd-looking man walked after her… She just felt a prick on her neck before falling on the floor. The man quickly lifted her and threw her in a container. Then he casually returned back to his table. Bad Boy was impatient. He threw some bills on the table and left the restaurant.

The chaser followed his target in his van for a few blocks until a half deserted street. Knowing well where the bully would go, he turned by a corner, then got out of the van and simply walked in the opposite direction of Bad Boy. When they passed each other, the man raised his hand with the speed of a sneak. Furious, the hooligan turned around and grabbed the stranger by the arm but he couldn’t beat him. He suddenly started losing all control of his muscles. He weakly grasped the shirt of his attacker with a hand while the other took his gun, but he just fell on his knees and then slowly collapsed on the sidewalk.

-Whattha fack… oh shit… what did ya do?... –he mumbled.

Bad Boy got paralyzed like an insect after the bite of a spider. He could feel all his body sensations, but was unable to move an inch. Now, powerless, vulnerable, Bad Boy was hastily picked up from the street, placed over the man’s shoulder and carried to his van.

-Who’re ye…? Why’tha fuck… ya’r doin this to… me…?

Without wasting a second, the man got his prey within his van and locked the doors. He had put a false number plate, just in case, then tied up his prisoner’s wrists and ankles with plastic cuffs, slid down his beanie to cover his eyes, then started the engine and vanished…

Bad Boy was conscious the whole time. He couldn’t see the place where he was taken, but he kept roaring his threats. Silence was the only man’s answer.

-What’he heck… ye inject me… SLIMBALL???!! Ya… FUC…KIN COWARD… ya had t’get m’down ‘caus’ ya can’t face ME!!

-WHO THE HELL’R YO?!! –The hooligan could kill his captor if he wasn’t immobilized-. Who ‘re ya workin for, looser??!! Won’t ye say a wor’??!!! MAH PE’PLE WILL FIND YA AND KILL YA, FUCK’RR!!!!

Ten minutes and the van arrived to a lonely place. The man picked Bad Boy up in his shoulders and carried him by flat floor and then downstairs.

-YA’RE STAPID!! MAH BOYS’ILL CA’CH YE IN’A’HOUR AN’ YA’LL BE DEAD MAN!!!

The kidnapper had come to an enclosed place, more exactly a basement converted into a dungeon, soundproof walls, with discreet vents.

-Ye must be workin fer som’one!!! TELL HIS NAME!!!

Bad Boy didn’t stop of mumble-crying not even for a single minute; the effects of the drug were lessening gradually.

-DON’T YOU HEAR ME??! SCREW YOU MOTHERFUCKER!!!!

The space was occupied by a big mattress on a short-legged table bolted to the floor, iron railings at the top and bottom of this thing; another table armed with leather straps and medical restraints at various points, wooden beams in the ceiling with chains and shackles hanging from them, some sets of wooden stocks and a big shelf filled with a variety of tools…

Bad Boy had regained the mobility of his head and could speak aloud.

-STOP THIS SHIT AND GET ME OUT’F HERE! I WON’T DO ANYTHIN IF YOU STOP THIS SHIT MAN!!!

The chaser placed his prey on the mattress, brought some rolls of duct tape and began to wrap his victim from shoulders to the calves, so that the head and army boots stuck out. Bad Boy increased his threatening; none of his bully boy tactics got the awaited effect.

-Get this fuckin shit out’f my eyes! I wanna see you!! DO IT, DICKHEAD!!!

The kidnapper changed his glasses for a mask on his face before slide out his prisoner’s knitted cap. Bad Boy blinked a bit while focused his eyes around and in his captor staring at him intently. When he realized his situation, firmly immobilized and helpless at the mercy of this freak inside this odd place, he began to feel scared. This wasn’t the job of a rival gang. This guy should be a psycho or something. His heart was hammering like mad; big drops of sweat began to form in his forehead.

-WHO THE HELL’RE YOU?

-Call me Avenger –the man’s answer was heard through a device to distort his voice.

-What??! You crazy? TAKE THIS SHIT OUT’F MY BODY AND I’LL SHOW YA!

-Get ready, today you’ll pay all your felonies for good, you piece of shit.

-Wait-wait-wait! If I-I did wrong against you or your people we-we can speak about it…

-Late to negotiations…

The Avenger walked to the foot bed and sat close his prisoner’s legs. Bad Boy noticed with worry the way this freak was devouring his combat boots with his eyes. The Avenger started to unlace them.

-Hey, you… DICKHEAD!! WHAT’RE YOU DOIN??! GET YOUR FUCKIN HANDS OFF MY SHOES!!! What the hell’s wrong with you????! HEY!! HEEYYY!!

Seeing his screams fell on deaf ears, Bad Boy began to struggle with all his might. Having recovered his physical strength, he managed to sit on the bed while kicked his wrapped legs vigorously against his attacker. The Avenger brought some straps and secured Bad Boy’s duct tape mummy to the hooks of the bed at his shoulders, waist, knees and calves, so that the captive could not move any longer, but squirms a little. Then he resumed unlacing the footwear, it took some time since these were calf-length boots with long, well-knotted laces. Finally he slipped one after the other and held them in his hands a few seconds admiring them: black shiny steel-toed combat boots, size 9. Bad Boy peered down toward the masked man with a perplexed look. A smell of sweaty feet wafted in the air. The white woolen socks he wore were damp and stained. Instinctively, Bad Boy curled his toes inside the socks.

Without delay, both socks were peeled off, exposing a pair of dirty soles that got the Avenger satisfied. Obviously Bad Boy never wasted time pampering his feet, they were rough, with lots of calluses all over the heels and the ball; long, crooked toes, his toenails weren’t trimmed, either. The kind of feet you’d expect in a man like him, which made them look utterly masculine. The habit of wearing those boots permanently kept his feet warm and reeking, the arches were wrinkly and the toes squishy. The Avenger stuffed the humid socks inside the boots and brought a box. Bad Boy raised his head trying to see the content of that box.

-What you have in that thing, man?

The Avenger showed him a large feather. Bad boy grimaced with disbelief. That feather could only have one sense, but it was so unbelievable, ridiculous, that he sniggered as only reaction. Again he involuntarily curled his bare toes as a chill went down his spine…

-What’re you gonna do with that stupid feather, slimball??

-What do you think it happens when feathers come upon feet, smart-ass?

-You gonna tickle me? –asked Bad Boy incredulously-. That’s ridiculous!

-You think so, really?

-Sure, idiot! Anyway, I'm not ticklish!!!

-So you won’t mind if the feather takes a walk by here…

The masked man dragged the feather up and down Bad Boy’s sole: his both feet flinched briskly at the mere contact. His lanky toes fanned out a second: there were lots of sock lint and skin debris in between them.

-YOU SON OF A BITCH BROUGHT ME HERE TO TICKLE MY FEET??!!! This can’t be happen to me!! HEY GET ME FREE YOU FUCKIN NERD AND ILL SHOW YOU HOW TO TREAT A MAN!!

Bad Boy thrashed about and fought back as much as he could; he just got tired and even more infuriated. The kidnapper stayed looking at him through the holes of his mask with satisfaction. He resumed running the feather over the left sole. It was very funny the way Bad Boy wiggled his toes trying in vain to avoid the tickling.

-HELL NO! -He tilted his head back and forth violently-. Don’t do that, man! Wait…WAIT… HOHOHOSHIIITT let’s talk… LEHETS TAHAALK!

The Avenger danced the calamus of the feather by the right toes, focusing on the underside and the tender gap between them. Then slid down the ball and gently began to stroke the stiff thing up and down.

-How does it feel, huh? Staying helpless when someone does with you what he wants?

-Hey, stop this shit and let me go! This is stupid, man! You can’t do this!

Bad Boy gritted his teeth fighting to pull his foot away but the grip of the Avenger prevented him even scrunch.

-Talk, scumbag… Tell The Avenger how this feels…

The quill slid down all along the sole to the heel and circled there. Bad Boy wanted to scream, but his macho façade prevented him. If he screamed, it’d be as singing his defeat and confirms his humiliation. The Avenger was inspired, he used three feathers, which meant three quills to rake the sole, making special intent in the arch, then the ball below the toes and then the heel, increasing the speed.

-Listen… man… untie me… we’re alone here… we can resolve this like men… Oh shit! HEY… LET’S HAVE A FISTFIGHT… A FISTFIGHT JUST LIKE MEN…!!

The Avenger was deaf as a rock. Bad Boy could feel his strength failing shamefully. Tickling was a stuff of kids, women or faggots. Men aren’t ticklish, less tough men like him. This was so absurd, so wimpish, so girlish, but this shit was actually getting him out of himself.

After a few minutes, the hooligan cracked loudly:

-AAAAAAAAWWW…HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAA!!!!! STAP MAN!!! OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OOOHOHOHAHAHAHAHAHAAAA YOU WIN YOU WIN FUCKIN BITCH YOU WIN JUST STOP THIS PLEASE!!!!!! AAAHHHHH…!!!! MAAAN IT TICKLES… IT TICKLES… OH STOP IT TICKLSH AAASTAAAOHOHOP PLEASE I CAN'T IT I CANT STAHAHAHA HAHAHAAND IT AAWWIHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!! STOP TICKLIN MAHI HATE IT AHAHAHAHAA STOP!!! ILL KILL YOU!!! ILL KILL YOU FUUUHUHUAHAHCKKERR!!!! OOOHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA…!!!!!

The Avenger knew how to keep a real pig of a man laughing like a hyena and begging for mercy; and just with a harmless method like feathering his defenseless feet.

A half hour later, the Avenger gave Bad Boy a rest. The captive was out of breath, panting and quivering as if he had a fit. His face was drenched in sweat. He thought this was all, but to his dismay, the Avenger turned his mummy form around to have him lie now on his belly. His tough-boy soles looked even more attractive upside down.

-C’MON, DUDE! –screeched Bad Boy-. I'm finished!... Hey, what’s wrong with you?! I beg you, Avenger, get me out of here… I won’t do anything against you… I SWEAR! LET ME GO HOME…!!!

Bad Boy wanted to think that this crazy was done. He had to get out of this or he would die for sure. He used a humble tone:

-Ok… I’ll do whatever you want… Let’s talk, ok? Let’s talk… -He was still panting and coughing-. I underestimated you… I know I did something wrong against you or your family, right? We-we can sort this out! You just ask me something to compensate, man! Let’s talk!

The Avenger understood the tactic, but he had made his decision. Bad Boy saw a hypodermic being prepared.

-WHAT'S THAT?!! -he yelled with renewed nervousness.

-Something to help you feel better through the experience.

-NAH! YOU WANNA HURT ME BAD! This is like the paralyzin’ thin’ you put me earlier! You had had enough from me, man! You should free me now! YER GONNA KILL ME…!!!

- This will make you feel even more than before.

-I JUST WANNA FEEL YOU CUTTIN THIS SHIT’N GETTIN ME OUT’F HERE!!

After reluctantly being injected, Bad Boy was again squirming with all his might to no avail. The half hour of tickling had tired him, but above all, had infused him with the most gut panic he’d felt in his life. Within few minutes, the effects of that injection began to be evident. Bad Boy felt as if every inch of his body had gotten extremely touchy: the mere brushing against his skin made him flinch. His unprotected soles were now peculiarly sensitive that he could feel the flapping of a fly at several inches from his feet or it was turned on an air conditioner directly over his naked feet.

The Avenger repositioned himself in his beloved place close to Bad Boy’s tootsies. His dirty lanky toes clenched violently, there wasn’t a single surface left untouched on those rough soles. In the other end, Bad Boy bobbed his head up and down hysterically.

-OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OAAHHH MY GAAAADSS!!!! STAP IT STAP IT STAP IT FUCKERRRRR!!! OOOOHHHHHSSSHIITTT!!! OH SHIT! I CANT TAKE IT!!!!!! AAAAAAHHHHH!!!! AAAAHHHHWWW!!!!! AAAAAAHHH!!!! AHAHAHA-HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAA!!!!!! FAAAAACKKK!!!! AHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAWWWWWHHHH!!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!

If it had been proved that his feet were very ticklish before the injection, now Bad Boy was in the verge of his sanity. His brain was being brutally bombarded with excruciating levels of ticklishness registering from the nerves of his assaulted feet. He opened wider his mouth to release steaming, frantic gales of laughter boiling from his lungs: the only relieve for such UNBEARABLE feeling.

Completely absorbed in his job, the Avenger kept viciously raking the feather to and fro the soles, arches, balls, heels and toes of the hooligan’s feet for hours. Bad Boy’s eyes filled with tears of sheer agony while hoarsely begged for the tickling stop and be freed. Nevertheless, there was no clue of mercy for his crimes.

The next day

The Avenger kept on tickling Bad Boy’s helpless feet for hours till the son-of-a-bitch were no longer squirming. The masked man turned around to see the face and found Bad Boy’s eyes fixed in an apoplectic trance, his mouth winced in a permanent sardonic smile, but not breathing.

The Avenger has accomplished his task! He gave a last scratching to the felon’s soles… no response.

The Avenger picked the body up the bed and carried it to his sinister van.

-At least you leave this world with a big smile in your scumbag face…

Three days later

The mailman knocks at a door. A twenty something woman opens and gets a package, she signs and the mailman leaves. The girl opens the package with anxiety; she sensed it has something to do with her man: a local hooligan known as Bad Boy. Inside the box there is a pair of black shiny steel-toed combat boots. Her eyes start filling with tears because she knows the owner of these boots. Inside them there are some white woolen socks, dirt-stained on the bottom and reeking. She knows that smell too.

The End

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one-piece-dumpster-fire · 5 years

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A nsfw scenario of biscuit daddy and mochi reaction to their s/o ask if they can watch them to touch themselves to get better at pleasing them >/////

Oh.MAH GOD. I’m literally living for this so much??? Like, this is kindof one of my kinks xD? Ehhhhh lol ANYWAY here comes my second try at two smol filth scenarios!!! Hope you enjoy and there is nothing but dirt under the cut xD! (Update: the cut doesn’t work??? Ayayayay I’m so sorry!)

….when you’re watching them please themselves- dirty scenarios

Biscuitdaddy (Charlotte Cracker)

„Haaaah?Did I hear that right, princess?“

Awide, lecherous grin immediately started to form on his lips asCracker held your quivering form in his arms, while a huge red blush wasburning on your cheeks as you averted your gaze back to the groundand fumbled around with the straps of your top, which your boyfriendhad already started to tug down.

„I,uhm, I mean you don’t have to, of course! I just thought that… itcould help me with understanding how to properly please you…“

youmuttered as panic and embarrassment spread through the entirety ofyour body. Once again you had found yourself in the confinement ofCracker’s office, at first only to pay him a visit and bring oversome muffins you had baked for him, but within seconds you foundyourself sitting on his desk once more, with your boyfriend suckingand nibbling on your sensitive neck. Everything seemed to play out asusual, when suddenly a thought crossed your mind- something you hadwanted to ask him for quite a while now, but never really found agood opportunity to do so. Well and maybe this wasn’t the right timeeither, after all he seemed totally caught offguard, and gosh what ifhe thinks you are some sort of dirty pervert now and-

„Alright(Y/N). I’m gonna masturbate for you.“

„E-ehhhhh?!?!“

…and nowit was your turn to be caught offguard by the sudden bluntness of hisreply, and for a moment you lifted your head a bit and came face toface with that huge, toothy grin you knew oh so well. „I-I-,“ youstuttered, unable to form a sentence, and with a low chuckle Crackerpushed you back onto the table before leaning into his chair whilefumbling around with his belt.

„Mhhh,since you want me to put on a show for you, I’ll gladly do so~!Anything to help you get better at pleasing me, my shy little flower.“

hegrinned as his pants- and soon after, boxers- hit the ground andrevealed his already semi-erect manhood, which seemed eager as alwaysto greet you.

Aloud gasp escaped from your throat as you slowly sat up to get abetter look at what was going on, but the blush on your cheek justincreased as Cracker slowly put a hand around his member. God, youcan’t- this is, this is all weird and… what the hell did you getyourself into?!?!

„Nowwhat I want you to do is watch closely. If I see your pretty eyes onanything but my sword, there will be some punishment, understood?“he purred as his hand slowly started to pump up and down, „this wasyour idea after all, so I won’t let you off the hook now!“

Ashudder went through your body as his words settled in your ears, anda scared yet oddly excited feeling began to spread in your lowerabdomen. Unable to form any words, you simply nodded your head inagreement, which caused Cracker’s grin to widen even more. „Now,what you wanna do is start like this…“ he continued as if thiswas just like a normal lesson at school, as his fingertips suddenlystarted to seemingly dance around his manhood, softly touching it invarious spots which caused him to groan softly. Was he teasinghimself…?

„Youdon’t want to start with the real thing right away my love, first yougotta get me in the mood…“

Crackerpurred once more as he pressed a finger to his tip, which caused ashudder to run down both his and your spine.

„Hah,hah… usually it takes a bit longer, but I’m not used to anaudience, especially one that sexy, so things might move a bitfast…“ he admitted and swallowed softly with what seemed to be anapologetic smile on his lips as he held his almost fully erectmanhood in his hand now.

Hisother hand was resting behind his head which almost caused him tolook like he was relaxing, or being casual about doing somethingso… raunchy right infront of your big, innocent eyes. But by now youmanaged to adapt to the situation a bit, and although the blushwas still prominent on your cheeks, your gaze was no longer trying toavoid exactly what he was doing, and instead completely focussed onhis manhood as if you were studying it itensly like some newlydiscovered entity.

Crackernoticed that as well and couldn’t help but laugh at your oddlyfascinated stare before he started to rub along his member at arather fast and firm pace. Various groans and moans escaped from histhroat in the process, and you could see the sweat that was startingto form on his forehead and ran down his face.

„Hngh…do me a favor and pull that top down a bit, princess…“ hesuddenly hissed in a hoarse voice, and that demand immediatelycaused you to shudder in suprise.

„M-mh…okay…“ but you immediately gave in and slowly started to lift the top over yourhead before carefully putting it down next to you on his desk, withyour lacy black bra now revealed to his hungry eyes.

„Ah,my favorite one!“ Cracker hummed as his trademark grin reappeared once again and a small trail of drool started to form in the corner of hismouth, „did you plan to suprise me today~? Hah, how considerate!“he moaned and pumped faster and faster, his eyes fixated entirely onyour cleavage. „hehehe… your marshmallows look exceptionallytasty today! Perhaps I could earn myself a taste later?“ Crackerwhispered in a low voice, and now he wasn’t the only one gettingsweaty anymore. You pushed your thighs together and started to softlychew on your bottom lip as he continued pleasuring himself.

„There,and then you gotta pump it like this…“ he groaned and started tojerk his manhood with newfound vigor, when a sudden idea suddenly poppedinto your mind.

Hedidn’t even notice that you had left the desk and were now just astep away, his mind and whole body was just too focussed on theincredible feeling running through his veins. Oh this felt way betterthan the other times he did it by himself, it seemed like having younear simply had an extra bewitching effect on him…

„Uhm,like this…?“

His ears immediately perked up at the sound of yoursoft voice coming from between his legs, and with eyes widened insuprise Cracker looked down, only to find you right there, strokingalong his length with one of your hands just like he was still doing.There was less vigor in your movements, but it still felt just asintense as the rough treatment he was giving himself. It took amoment for him to realize that this wasn’t really a weird pre-orgasmfantasy, and his usual grin immediately appeared back on hislips.

„Yeah,like that baby…“ he moaned and slowly pulled his hand away to letyou take over. He could feel the clumsiness and uncertainty in yourtouch, but with an encouraging nod he signaled you to keep going.

Shit,this felt good, way too good, plus the sight of you between his legslike this was simply too much to handle….

„HYYYYAAAARGHHHH!“Cracker yelled all of a sudden, which caused you to wince back insuprise, and a moment later something hot and sticky hit your cheek.„Ouch, what the-OOOWWW!“ you shouted as his hot seed suddenly hityou in the eye, which caused a burning sensation to spread throughyour body.

„Owthat stings, that stings so bad…“ you whimpered and tried to wipethe semen out of your eyes, as Cracker was collapsing back into hischair, now heavily breathing but with a large and satisfied smirk onhis lips.

„That…was amazing, darling.“ he chuckled, still completely unaware of theirritating situation you were in right now, the afterglow was simplytoo effective.

„Ohbaby, we gotta do that again soon…“

Charlotte Katakuri

„Hm?You want what now?“

thedonut Katakuri was holding close to his mouth slowly started tocrumble as his grip around it tightened, his eyes widened withsuprise and a brow raised in your direction. He must have heardwrong. Yeah, definitely- the sound of him gulping down his favoritetreat overshadowed what you had just said, and his mind somehowpieced together something odd, something you would never ask,something-

„Uhm…I… I would like to see you touch yourself, please…“

-impossible.

Thedonut in his hands immediately broke apart, his face now flushed andyour tall boyfriend slowly chewed on the remaining chunks in hismouth before swallowing hard. He avoided looking at your face, whichyou were more than grateful for because your cheeks were on fire, andyour mouth was quivering in embarrassment.

„You…you want to watch me touch myself?“

Herepeated with a slightly more calm voice, and after his initiateshock Katakuri turned to look at you, his eyes unusually soft and asmall glint of confusion reflected in them. Huh, he almost lookedlike an innocent child who just got asked to clean the dishes orsomething, but there was also that understanding spark in his eyeswhich told you that he at least wasn’t mad or anything of that kind.

„I,I just want to get get better at pleasing you… I always feel likeI’m doing something wrong, so… I was kind of hoping that you couldshow me…“ you whimpered and shook your head in discomfort, ohthis was going terrible. Talking to him during his Merienda was aterrible idea in general and you should have known that, especially sinceKatakuri is always just focussed on gulping down his delicioussnacks, but there simply wasn’t any other place that would give youthis privacy with your boyfriend. Plus, this was the one genuine timeof the day when he let out his cute little goofy side, so you weregambling on the hope that he might have taken it more lightly… well thatdidn’t seem to work however.

Butsuddenly, a loud sigh tore through the silence and you could hear theclinging sound of his boots as Katakuri was stepping closer to yoursmall body. You shifted in your mochi made seat, a look of discomfortall over your face. Was he going to scold you now? Will everythingturn even more awkward then it already was…? You quickly shook yourhead and gulped before trying to find the right words. Maybe therewas still a chance that you could make him forget about this whole thing…

„Katakuri,I-“

thud.

Beforeyou could even start properly, a large donut piece was suddenly dropped intoyour lap, which immediately caused you to jerk upwards in suprise.There he was, looming over you, his eyes focussed on a spot on yourright and- was that red hue on his cheeks… A blush?!

„Here,hold onto this for me. And don’t make any funny noises, okay?“

Katakurimuttered in an unusually low tone, before he turned back around andwalked over to the spot where he had been ravishing donuts just a fewmoments ago. With a quick move of his hands he opened his belt andtossed it aside, before slowly letting his tight leather pants slidedown.

You held onto the donut piece as your gaze was focussed on hisblack, striped boxers but much to your suprise there was nothinggoing on in there. Not even a small bulge.

„…..don’tlook yet, I need to get it hard first!“ Katakuri suddenly gruntedas he noticed your glance, the red on his cheek getting more and moreprominent in the meantime. You simply gave him a weak nod beforelooking up at the ceiling of his selfmade mochi shrine, almost as ifyou were studying the edible architecture now.

Yourboyfriend of course wasted no time and closed his eyes as he startedto calm himself down. He was never really one for masturbation, andthe fact that you were there, sitting across from him, didn’t helpone bit. But instead of giving into the despair, Katakuri simplydecided to blend everything out and focus on naughty thoughts. Ormore specifically- you, lying under him as a moaning and whimperingmess, begging for him to let you cum as he was once again ‘punishing’you for your previously dirty behaviour…

Alow sigh escaped from his mouth as he could feel his manhood comingto life. And after spending a few more moments in his dream scenario,Katakuri nodded and opened his eyes before signaling you that it wasokay to look.

„Iwill begin now.“ he announced and started to place a hand againstthe tent that had formed in his boxer, a relieved hum leaving hislips as he started to massage his manhood through the thin fabric.Katakuri still didn’t look at you, he knew it would just throw himoffguard, so the only thing he focussed on was groping and squeezinghis member. But not after long, just feeling himself through theboxers wasn’t enough and the tall man quickly stripped out of them,which immediately caused his erect manhood to spring free withexcitement.

„A-Ah…“you quickly pressed a hand against your mouth as the small noise ofheated curiosity escaped your lips, and quickly averted your eyesfrom his hard member, desperately hoping that he didn’t notice it…

Katakurihowever did notice. Of course he did. And for some reason, hecouldn’t help but smirk at how curious, almost hungrily, you wereeyeing his erection just a moment ago. A new wave of desire floodedthrough his body as his hand slowly resumed to doing what it hadpreviously done, but this time without any fabric in the way.

Lowand throaty grunts started to escape from his mouth as the Commandertried to stay as quiet as possible, but the more his hand massagedhis member, the more difficult it was getting. Soon enough he had to switchfrom simple stroking and fondling to straight out starting to pumphis length, as the desire in him continued to build.

Bynow you were holding onto the donut piece as if it was the only thingthat kept you sitting on the ground, otherwise this oddly eroticdisplay might catapult you into a place unknown to mankind. Your pinktongue quickly darted out to sweep over your suprisingly dry lips,and a small drop of sweat was running down your neck. Did seeing yourboyfriend masturbate really have such a strong effect on you aswell…?

„(Y/N)….“

yes,it had. As soon as Katakuri growled out your name it felt like yourcheeks weren’t the only things on fire anymore, and you had to resistthe strong urge to reach between your legs to confirm if that placewas as slick as it felt right now.

Hecontinued to growl your name, and was getting progressively louder inthe process. For some reason, have you next to him like this,watching as he was doing something so sinful… just awoke a desiredeep within him to punish you for even suggesting something sofilthy in the first place… perhaps he should be calling you over, demanding you to help him get out ofthis situation you basically put him in and-

„I…I’m here.“

Eyeswidened in suprise as your soft whisper reached his ear, sounding soclose, so touchable, as if he just had to reach and-

„Iwant to help, uhm, if it’s okay with you of course!“

-thereyou were. Right there next to him, with big eyes staring at hismanhood almost hungrily, but with an innocent spark of curiosity aswell. That sight alone almost caused him to cum right there and rightnow, his hands pumping at such a fast pace that it almost made himfeel like he was tearing off his own member, but upon seeing you andyour desire to touch him, he immediately slowed down until his handscome to a total stop.

„Iwas just going to suggest for you to help me.“ Katakuri mused witha low chuckle and immediately released his manhood from his grip,which allowed you to take matters into your own hands. Literally.

„Uhm,let’s see…. you did it like this…“

Your shaky voice reminded the tall man of a gentle breeze, something so lightand comforting… Katakuri couldn’t help but release a content hum asyou clumsily started to repeat his movements, your hands pumping onhis rock hard manhood at a nice and slow speed. Of course you neededboth of your hands to just grasp around his manhood, and rubbing his entirelength felt more like a workout than a quick handjob, but yourdetermination and desire to please him made you push that aside asyou continued working.

„Mh…. (Y/N)… prepare yourself…” Katakuri suddenly groaned as he felt his passion build up more and more, and it was getting almost impossible to control…

“I will let go now!” he announced with a deep growl, and just a moment later his hot semen squirted from his tip and against, the ceiling, almost like a fountain which caused you to wince back.

It didn’t take long for him to empty himself, and once his essence was starting to drip back down Katakuri turned to the side, grabbing your small body with a low growl which caused you to gasp in suprise as he placed you right ontop of his chest.

“Now, my dear (Y/N)… as for your punishment…”

#one piece #charlotte cracker #charlotte katakuri #dirt #op scenarios #one piece scenarios

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stcnedheart · 5 years

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𝐅𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 !

oh boi, where do i even start.. okokokok, guys, i’ve only had this blog for a month or so but WOWIE the people in the naruto fandom are fucking BREATHTAKING and MINDBLOWING and KIND and SMASH EVERY POSSIBLE POSITIVE ADJECTIVES HERE TBH bc i sincerely cannot put how AMAZING you all are into words without feeling it is not enough and i’m a damn emotional mess today. i’m not really reaching a milestone or anything like that, i’m doing this because i’m so overwhelmed with my love and my appreciation for you guys and i just want to get it off my chest !! first of all, i want to thank everyone for putting up with my shit ( and sakura’s stupid shenanigans ) which is really INCREDIBLE lmao, and again, i cannot tell you guys HOW MUCH I ADORE THE FUCK OUT OF EVERY SINGLE ONE OF U and i’m ugly sobbing in the corner. you guys have been awfully kind and friendly to me that i honestly think i don’t deserve it ??? like the fuck why are these people so nice and lovely and wonderful and welcoming of me, and i haven’t even mentioned their SUPERB WRITING SKILL yet. reading the writings or the crack shenanigans on my dash never fails to amaze me and make me smile and you all cure my depression just by being around !! i love you all from the bottom of my heart and if anybody does anything to you guys i would kill them and then myself !! second of all, the list below here is the ppl who literally steal my kokoro away ( don’t give it back, kEEP IT ) and leave me a dying gross mush full of nothing but PURE AFFECTION.

@shrineduty / @rosesplash / @lonefate / @your shit ton of blogs: this here, people, i present to you NANA. nana is my best pal, like the best of best of best of best, she is someone who understands me so well, so CHARMING, so IDK I DON’T HAVE ANY WORDS LEFT but she is just simply so MARVELOUS just by being there doing random shit that i can cry you a river talking about her. we have known each other for only a year or so ?? it already feels like ages and man.. you are the best thing in my life.

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@paintedbeasts: one of the few people that decided to open up to me and interacted with my done-with-everything sakura when i first joined the naruto fandom. tbh i would be lying if i said the naruto fandom didn’t scare the heck out of me at first because all of you looking dead serious blogs and i’m just a dumb potato, but this beautiful person here, she boosts my confidence with my portrayal of sakura, she guides me into the naruto fandom like a big sister tbh, she introduces me to other people and helps me feel like o shit i’m really a naruto blog. she doesn’t do much formatting with her writings, they are actually very simple but at the same time, very her. it’s what makes her portrayal so lovely and smooth ! does that make sense ? i love her and you all should too.

@oflightningandfire / @stonefvced: meek !! man, this dude is awesome. like that word doesn’t even do him justice tbh. he is also one of the first few people that gradually helps me become more familiar with the naruto fandom, he helps me to flesh out more of my portrayal of sakura and for that, i’m forever grateful of him. aside from that, listen, his sasuke and tobirama are just freaking AWESOME. like, the most awesome of awesome. how many times have i used that word today ? sakura is here and all heart eyes motherfucker.

people i really want to interact / get to know more and you know, we really should.

@shieldedsand: u and ur dumb sand. ily.

@koikais / @teitais: u two are here because of the soap shitposting sghjGF. make my day.

@bitiing: i want to write with you sooooooooooooooooo muchhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh but my brain is just dumb and i’m generally lazy... ugly sobbing.

@explosionrelease: ART WILL NEVER DIE. ily.

@sunflowermade / @sunshincmade / @kageborne: HIMAWARI IS SO CUTE ??? AND SO IS BORUTO. sorry naruto, aunt sakura loves them so much and would kidnap them if she could..... don’t do it sakura.

@pea-cocky: mAN I LOVE YOU. GENIN SAKURA LOVES YOU.

@kyousei: u and ur hundreds of blogs. i love them all.

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@foxkage / @firestcrm / @jishiin: i love u man. with all of mAH KOKORO.

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@ofjinchuuriki: pls adopt sakura as ur daughter.............

I HOPE I DIDN’T FORGET ANYONE !!!!!!!!!!!! AGAIN, I LOVE YOU ALLLLLL !!!!!!!!

#*/ the potato speaks.#im very emotional today #<33333333333333333333333333333333333333333333

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specialmindz · 7 years

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“Catch da’ baby!”

“papyrus no!”

“NYEH HEE HEE HEE HEE!” Ignoring his brother Papyrus leaped from one of the tallest rocks in Waterfall, hitting the water below just inches away from Undyne.

SPLASH!

“AHH! DAMN IT PAPYRUS, YOU LITTLE FREAK! YOU ALMOST HIT ME!”

“*Cough Cough* You’s SUPPOSE to catch da’ baby, stink head!”

“WELL YOU’RE ABOUT TO CATCH THIS SPEAR! WHAT’S THE MATTER WITH YOU?!”

“SORRY UNDYNE!” called Sans from the top of the rock. He never planned on letting Papyrus jump from such a large height or to even BE on it. He just appeared there randomly as he tried teleporting to Waterfall and his brother apparently thought it was a great chance to scare him and whoever happened to be below them at the time.

It’s so slippery up here...

“Why you no catch da’ baby Fish Lady? Babies can’t swim, erybody knows dat! You gots to look after me, otherwise I’s gonna drown and die and float down river like a doggy turd-”

“YOU ARE A DOGGY TURD!”

“Noooo, I’s a baby.”

“YOU’RE A TURD AND YOU SUCK!”

Sans began to carefully climb down the slippery rock whilst the two continued to argue. He knew Undyne wouldn’t (or rather couldn’t), harm Papyrus seriously, but it was still difficult to concentrate on his footing with her constantly screaming.

There were times when he actually feared her voice would cause a cave-in and he often felt sorry for her mother, but right now the only pity he had was for her.

She’s so violent and gets angry so easily...I bet she doesn’t have too many friends. If she did, she’d probably drop Papyrus like a rock, but right now he’s all she’s got.

She probably knows it too.

“You bedder be nice to me Fish Lady. If you doesn’t I’s gonna be loud and anoxious like you when I gets big!”

“‘Anoxious...?’ Anox...ob..obnox...obnoxious? OBNOXIOUS?! DID YOU JUST CALL ME OBNOXIOUS?!”

“chill out undyne, he’s just trying to make you mad.”

“YOU STINKIN’ LITTLE PUNK!!”

SPLASH!

Undyne reached out to strangle Papyrus, but he quickly summoned his Wingdings, far from surprised. The two wrestled in the water while Sans looked on worriedly, hoping for the best.

He kept telling himself to step in...that stopping the fight was the right and safer thing to do for his brother, but as always he was still. As terrible as it was and made him feel, he found he enjoyed watching his baby brother defend himself so skillfully. It was almost as if the baby bones was BORN to fight, like it was in his DNA.

How does he DO that? How does he know where and when she’s gonna try to hit him?

Papyrus sat perfectly balanced on the gaster blaster he had summoned earlier as a flotation device, smacking Undyne’s hands away with his Wingdings and smiling the same derpy smile that always seemed to be plastered on his face, even during the worst of situations.

He’s not even LOOKING at her...

“WHAT’S GOING ON OVER THERE?”

Uh oh.

A monster emerged from the Dump entrance, carrying an armful of junk. “Hey you two, stop playing in the river; that’s our water supply you’re splashing in!”

“GET LOST OLD MAN! YOU’RE NOT MY DAD! I DO WHAT I WANT!”

“Ugh it’s you,” the monster rolled his eyes. “Shouldn’t you be beating up little kids somewhere? Oh wait you are, my bad.”

“Shouldn’t you be bench pressing something? Oh wait you CAN’T!” shouted Undyne angrily.

“you know each other?”

“Yeah, she goes to the same gym as my son and I. She thinks she’s hot shit just cuz she beat me ONCE at arm-wrestling-”

“I beat you AND Aaron!”

“You got lucky-”

“*pfft!* why are you challenging little girls to wrestling matches dude?”

“I’m not-”

“Dat’s weird,” said Papyrus frowning. “Don’t pay wit him no more kay’ Fish Lady?”

“IT’S ARM-WRESTLING.”

“Don’t pay wit him no more.”

Aaron’s dad glared at the baby bones. “You’re lucky my hands are full.”

“You’s lucky I don’t tell my daddy you’s perving on mah fish friend...”

“I’m not afraid of your dad, kid.”

“You should be, he strong as hell! Imma tell my daddy and he gonna use da’ science and he gonna turn yo’ bottom to sushi-”

“What-EVER!”

“Then erybody gonna call you sushi-butt.”

“I’LL KICK YOUR DAD’S ASS!”

“dude, what’s your problem?!”

“It’s the steroids,” whispered Undyne. “He gets mad out of nowhere sometimes and gets thrown out of the gym a lot. Aaron said his mom left because of him. She went out for protein shakes and never came back.”

“oh jeez...”

He’s like an adult Undyne then. Is this her future...?

“I would never take steroids. They’re for cheaters and they make your balls small.”

“WHERE’S YOUR DAD LIVE?! I’LL SMASH HIS HEAD IN!”

“Mine are already super small, like, microscopic; which is good because when people kick me they always miss them, but I don’t want em’ to disappear completely you know? Cause’ I might need them later or something.”

“uh huh.” Sans wasn’t really listening at this point. He kept thinking about what Undyne might be like as an adult. As far as he knew, Papyrus was her only friend aside from himself. When she got older would she find more friends or...?

What if she never does? What if she has to marry Papyrus because no one else likes her? He’s not exactly loyal...

“hey undyne...”

“Yeah?”

“i want you to know...if papyrus becomes a player, and decides to leave you when you two get married like aarons mom...i’ll help you look after the baby.”

“...”

“no matter what.”

“...Go home Sans.”

Special shout out to cyanidecupcake for the adorable artwork!

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