#thanks for suppoting me so much

[truffle-draws-turtles]

Hey truffle! For not-mikeys-panties reasons, what's your favorite color?

Hi gornack! I'm taking this opportunity to tell you that I'm very honored that you follow me and your reblog tags are always among my absolute highlights! 🫵🫶

And now to your question:

[ep1-darkblue]

the other day someone asked me why i love the osemanverce so much and what makes it so special to me

i really didn't know how to explain my love for this in a way someone who didn't really knew it would undersad

but i've thought about it a lot and so i'll explain it to you all

first of all maybe it isn't this way for other people but the amound of openly queer people in heartstopper isn't really realistic compared to my school and the people i know irl but that's already one thing i love so much about it, heartstopper makes it look realistic and makes people believe that it one day can be like that, i believe all the alice oseman books and heartstopper help people trough their comming out progress and other hard times in their lives

also the cast of heartstopper and all of alice's books are so suppotive and the representation of so many diffrend kinds of people makes everyone feel so seen and understood

and the osemanverce ofcourse brings people all over the world together trough social media and heartstopper events, you meet new people and learn new things because of the osemanverce and all the heartstopper fans out there

it's also beautiful how kind and understanding the osemanverse characters are and i truly believe real osemanverse fans all strive to be as sweet and understanding as those characters, maybe it even makes us osemanverse fans better persons when we stop juging people so fast and stop commenting on peoples clotes and we start sieng the beauty in every human we see because we know osemanverce characters would do that as well, i think that's something i miss in my other friends that don't know or really like alice's work they still say that what people wear is "ugly" when it's something they wouldn't wear or something that doesn't fit the fasion standarts and they still judge people by thier looks, sexuality or gender somethimes

what brings us to another reason for me to love the osemanverce i just want the kind of friendship the osemanverce characters have, and it makes me happy to see that many people online all believe friendships like those from the paris squad still exist, friendships without judging or hating and all that stuff that is "normal" in nowdays friendships

also it's just written really beautiful and alice oseman and all the other people working on everything that has something to do with the osemanverce are beautiful human biengs

haha thank you if your still reading and i hope you understand what i mean, have a great day or night xx

[en-ternity]

It’s okay, sometimes its good to take a break LOL I mean I honestly forgot what it was like being back on here until I came back for enhypen 😂 but I remember when I use to be on tumblr back then I use to read a lot of skz and nct dream stuff LOL

Omg yeah, I’ve been an engene basically since like their I-land days literally would be on the edge of my seat during those survival show days. I was super into them probably up until like fever release and then that’s where I kinda dipped out of kpop in general and started become a causal listener. It wasn’t until I attended the fate tour plus concert that it really changed my life and I got back into them again but more intense LOL!!! Yeah as much I love them and their new concept and super excited for them, I really do hope they’re resting and enjoying it because it’s a lot and they’ve been working so hard and doing so much 😭😭😭

!!! Please ofc take your time coming back!! I’m always going to have welcome arms hehe but yes yes the day when you do come back I’ll be screaming about it and probs to my friends about it LOL side note; my heart did a thump when you followed me back on tumblr I was like EEEEEPY AHHAHA sorry

Also yes, some days are harder than others but for the most parts it’s okay! And yes third times the charm bc the school I currently work the kids are okay and the staff here are great too which im thankful for bc my last two transfer is was missing either or 😭😭

Also how are you doing! I know midterms was a thing for you!! I hope it went well for you!! Another side note; I have impulsively booked a tattoo appointment and it’s gonna be an enha tattoo !! Which is crazy I never thought I get a kpop tattoo ahhhh im so nervous but also excited!!

I am a strong suppoter of people doing what is the best for them. If it’s being here for you, I will be happy for you ✨♥️

Girl, I swear, I couldn’t watch I-land. I started but like after what they did to Jay on the second (?) episode I simply turned it down and just checked for the updates of my fave ones (aka hyung line, I manifested them). Everyone was so rude with Jay for no reason, I genuinely had to close my laptop and cry for a bit. And then when the group was formed I waited for the debut. I have to admit I was growing out of my kpop era too — I was just casually listening to the old groups, but then when I listened to Heeseung singing “wake up in day one” I genuinely woke up lmao Engene since then 🤲🏻 Their mama performance was my “ok, I genuinely can’t walk away from this” moment. But yeah! I can’t wait for the comeback but at the same time I am so worried for them and their crazy schedule. I hope they aren’t going to be EVERYWHERE after this debut and that they get some proper vacation after

Thank you ♥️ It means a lot to know you will talk about me to your friend lmao I hope she likes haze too! And of course I would follow you back, c’mon!!! You are my moot now! 🥺

I will be hoping and praying that the school you are currently working in continue to be great! ✨ let’s keep this postive energy!!!

AND OMFG it sounds so nice! What are you going to tattoo? Their lyrics? Some symbol? I saw a few engenes tattooing that flower they drew in the Orange Blood Engene version, and I even considered it, but I am a Jake’s girl, and Jake’s drawing skills are a bit……… a bit……… well, he tried his best, I am sure LMAO

[yaffyna-tries-doing-things]

Well, thank you all, I cane out as femme non-binary to my closest people, and they suppoted me (since nothing really changed except pronouns and the fact that I feel much better)

My christian boyfriend started reflecting on his gender too, so...

Thank you again for your support, people! It really felt like coming home

Im afab and all my life Ive been okay with my gender that was assigned. Ive always been a girl, I understand every ounce of being a woman in both gender and sex, but now that I think of it...

I always think of myself as just of a human being. I often got that feeling of how stupid gender is, and... just now, I thought how much more comfortable I would feel if I used, even just in my blogs on the internet, she/them pronounce. I work a full time job, I study at a university and got plenty of mental health problems, and so SO much trauma, so I dont really have time to reflect on my gender when I have to reflect on suicide thoughts, near-death expirience in a war, abuse and more...

But, I mean, changing pronouns wont hurt anybody?? Even exclusively on the internet??

I mean, I genuinely feel like this "social experiment" invalidates the struggles of real non-binary and genderfluid people, and trans people also, because as far as I know all of that is tied to dysphoria.

I cant say Im experiencing dysphoria. Im okay with being a girl. Ive been okay with it for my whole life.

But changing pronouns still doesnt hurt anybody, right? I need your thoughts guys. Please help me.

[rosieblogstuff]

i am 👀 at if patti made better plots AU from your wip list

This one is also for @mspresstuff, who asked about the same WIP. Thanks for the asks, both of you! (I started answering this earlier in the first ask and then saved it as a draft but that screwed up the blockquote and when I decided to start over to get the formatting right I somehow also lost the ask? That'll teach me to try to be fancy with formatting, I guess.)

ANYWAY THIS IS A LONG ANSWER to sit tight.

I like Patti and I don't like Nikki, so I'm perpetually disappointed that Patti, not Nikki, turns out to be the bad guy. If Patti is going to be the bad guy, I want her to get her revenge on the right people. In canon, she gets the team disavowed in The Netherlands, presumably because she blames them for catching her. And yet.. she has to know them well enough to know that they would want to catch the mole, have the skills to do it, and turn her in when they did--because that's who she hired and what she trained them all to do. They were never going to let her get away with it. Blaming them for catching her is like blaming herself for teaching them how, and I feel like she’s more logical than that. Besides, she worked closely with her team and seemed to actually care about them as people--getting disavowed isn't the worst thing she could try to do to them, but it's a pretty nasty thing to do to people she likes.

So disavowing the team is getting revenge on the wrong people. She's (apparently, according to Jack) disillusioned with the system. She should be trying to burn down the intelligence community as a whole, or maybe Phoenix specifically, as her revenge.

So that's where this one is going, but I've only written the very beginning of what might be a very long thing, and it starts with a flashback.

January, 2012

The two files lay open on the desk between them, a spread of photos and reports that Patricia Thornton refuses to let distract her. She knows what they say. She read both files forwards and backwards five times before she even agreed to her boss’s little plan to just drop by Afghanistan.

The most recent notes and photos are her own, evidence to suppot the recommendation detailed in her final report.

She’d gone reluctantly, convinced her final report would rule out the possibility Oversight had placed on the table. 

There had been an awful lot in the files that should have ruled it out. It hadn’t seemed possible that either the traumatized 20-year-old kid with the stubborn look in his bright blue eyes and a broken 36-year-old career soldier would turn into possible hires. She needed genius, yes, and experience, yes. But she needed them in packages she could mold into some of the best, most reliable covert agents in the world. 

Unstable, that’s what she saw in the reports. Both of them. A young man with too much hurt in his life who had already thrown away an opportunity almost anyone would grab. A burnt-out former spook intent on becoming a statistic.

And yet.

“What made you think these two men would work together?” she asked. 

The man across from her leaned back in his chair and smiled. “So I was right.”

My "security clearance" WIP could be backstory for this, although I started writing that one a while before I came up with this.

(from this WIP ask game)

[fabien-euskadi]

Exam, sorrow, tweed

Tweed ~ Does your clothing style follow an aesthetic?

I am not entirely sure if it does. It all depends on my mood and the context - my clothing style is not the same when I am in my farm or at the University.

However… I have to confess that during a certain period not so distant from the peak of my depression, I care so little about my clothes that I was approaching dangerously the homeless person aesthetic. But I guess those days are now gone - forever, I have reasons to believe.

Sorrow ~ What misconceptions do people often have about you?

The list is almost an encyclopedia. Some used to believe that I was a satanist - and, despite being untrue, that is the least absurd thing that I heard about me.

I have already heard rumors that I am from some different places, usually in the Algarve - Lagos and Montenegro (a subburb of Faro) are the ones that popped into my mind; but the fact is that I have already lived in the Algarve region (and I still live there part of the week, albeit neither in Lagos, nor the Montenegro).

Some already said that I am a cold person - the earth will be flat before that becomes true.

I was already acused of animal cruelty - that is as fair as acusing a Trump suppoter of being inteligent.

As many strangers in a stranger town, I was already mistaken for a junkie.

Some dare to suggest that I am a conservative (!!!!!!!!!!) and someone who hates changes (even more !!!!!!!!!!!!!).

Do you want me to carry on?

Exam ~ Ask me something you’ve wanted to know or make an assumption about me

I am not going to make assumptions (especially "in public"), but I honestly hope you are alright. And thank you very much for the asks.

[destage-arch]

this is a gentle reminder that you are an absolutely incredible human being, i love you so much and I just wanted to tell you once again that you mean the absolute most to me, you are such a kind spirit and bring such a big smile to my face anytime I see your message notification pop up!! things are certainly stressful rn but I want you to know that you matter so much! and that you got this, things will work out <3

the way you always know what i need. the way you are the kindest and best person on the planet. honestly thank you so much for being here for me and allowing the space for my brain to be just mush at the moment. you honestly hit me with this earlier and i had a cry because i am just so grateful for you and so blessed to have a friend who is just always there and always so suppotive. i love you so much angel <3 

[zmayadw]

AHHH!! MILESTONE PARTYYY!!!! 🥳🥳

Omg! This is so beautiful! 😍 You really deserve it, dear! It’s always a pleasure to talk and interact with you! You are always so wonderfully nice and always so suppotive!🥰💚

Your stories enrich the fandom so much and I love reading your fanfictions! Your oneshots are so dreamy!💜 Just wonderful! Thank you for being here and always so great! Without you something would really be missing!🥺💚 And you’re just as addicted to coffee as I am, that’s a big plus!😂☕

Thanks for everything, angel! And I’m looking forward to many more milestones! You deserve everything! 💕

Lots of love and hugs to you! 💚🎭🌹

Congratulations! Let's celebrate!🥳

Ahhhhh, yes, lest party!! 🥳🎉💚

Thank you so, soooooo much for your lovely words, dear, it really means incredibly much to me 🥺💚💞 And I can only give it back to you! 🥺💚  And this is exactly what I said, so much amazing people here in the fandom, and you are definitely and absolutely one of them! 💚 I love your fanfictions, and all other thing you do for this fandom, it's just amazing! 🥺💚💖 And ofc, being a coffee addict is just a cherry on top! 😉🤭☕

Thank you so much again, dear for this message, it really put a smile on my face 🥰💚💞

Now I raise my cup to you, for all the future milestones and lots of fun ahead of us! ☕

Much, much love and hugs to you, dear, have a wonderful night! 🥰💚💞

[hpdabbles]

More on the Pretty Ron Au. Does he suddenly ask Lavander and Parvarti for help, advice? Become Dobby’s student? Take over Harrys wardrobe (we all know he also has horrible clothes outside uniforms), Hermione’s hair? Just. I really like that this seems something that can makr him happy. Suppotive friends while he tries things.

Ron glances over at the Witch Weekly, attempting to follow the photos that are demonstrating how to properly style curly hair. He has rapidly become a fan of Miss. Trends- the pen name of the woman who does the hair and makeup advice column- but he’s hasn’t actually been able to try her techniques until now.

“Am I hurting you, Hemione?” He asks worried that he may be tugging on her hair too roughly to place into the buns. Miss Trends assured the coconut oil would help the curls be easier to work with but he isn’t sure if he’s been as gracefully as she is in the pictures, especially on those twists.

“I’m fine Ron. You’re being very gentle, it actually feels lovely.” His best friend assures. She gives him an encouraging smile through the muggle full body mirror her parents sent. They had set it up in a corner of the common room, using some chairs as a makeshift wall to mark their area, and slowly but surely, Ron been transforming the corner into his workshop.

Nothing too extreme, mostly he just worked on anyone’s hair that allowed him to- at first that was only Hermione or Harry but slowly more and more Gryffindors wandered closer as he got better-  while he started to collect fashion magazines, articles of clothes to practice. Dobby would appear at least once a day to teach him, all the skills he learned as a house elf for the Malfoy family, and for an hour Ron would sit in his corner soaking up as much information as he could.

Harry had even gone a step further, ordering mannequins, clothes, and the basic tools he needed to learn to make clothes. The first thing he did was adjust his school robes to finally fit him, and he beams in the body mirror when the adjustments make him seem lean.

Was that always how he looked? Had he always naturally look that well? 

For a while, Ron feared people would mock him, but after Fred and George made it clear they would retaliate if anyone so much as snickered, the Gryffindor house let him be. Ron of course was confused about why the twins would do so- and a bit weary he admits- but his brothers had winked and promised they would sell his clothes in their joke shop if he needed help in getting his name out there.

It took Harry pointing out that Ron’s new goal of being the pretty Weasley could be a career, especially if he made and sold his own designs. The twins took that as another Weasley wanting to own a shop like them, thus making Ron a kindred spirit and they show him the support they wanted all along.

The sentiment may have caused the youngest Weasley male to tear up but it also opens his eyes. He could have a store. Ron could make clothes that would help everyone who ever felt like him- ugly, unimportant, trapped, insecure- and let them blossom and glow. 

He may not be the first Weasley to own a shop, because Fred and Goerge weren’t going to let anything stop them, but he would be the pretty one with the pretty outfits and that was all his!

“It’s looking amazing Ron!” Lavender gushes as she hurries over. Ever since the Yule ball a few months ago, she and Parvarti had taken to stop and chat with him. At first, he was a little confused, especially since as long as he could remember Lavender had always been a bit odd around him. She giggled too much, had dry eyes since she blinked a lot, and generally seemed nervous all the time.

Then four days after the ball she walked up to him when he was alone. “I just want to know...you and Harry...is it true he flies both types of brooms?”

Ron knowing Harry didn’t mind people knowing he liked males and females after double checking with his best friend nodded. He had been used to people asking him the question, even after the news of Harry’s sexuality being broadcasted the very morning after the ball in all wizarding publications. She had taken a big breath before squaring her shoulders. “You only fly one right?”

“That’s right.” Odd no one really asked him, but he only noticed girls before. Not that he isn’t curious about boys but he doesn’t think it counts to be curious. He’ll have to ask Bill when he sees his brother next time. 

“Okay. Thank you for being honest with me.” Lavender's eyes had gotten glossy like she was on the verge of tears but before Ron could ask she turn and fled. Weeks later  Lavender approached him again but this time she did so after overhearing him trying to explain to his clueless friends what Winter and Spring colors were. Hermione looked best in winter while Harry was definite Spring he felt which she agreed though Harry had to be shades of green for his eyes.

Soon he found himself a new friend. With her came Parvarti, who Ron concluded was madly in love with Lavender, and the three often spent an hour going over trends and hairstyles. 

“You should tie it with the silver-blue ribbons. They make her eyes look even lovelier.” She suggested handing over the ribbons and Hemione beams at her. It always made him happy to see her getting along with more people in the house.

“You’re right. I just have to get it to fall around her face to frame it-there it is!” He stepped back nervously running his hand over his other hand as Hermione turns her head to see the messy rose bun he made her. She lights up in glee.

“Ronald! It’s perfect! Oh, and it looks so nice with the dress you picked for me” She stands to twirl in the light blue sweater dress that he coupled with a black outer robe and wool cap for her date with Victor. She would be spending the trip to Hogsmedes with him while Ron walked around with Harry. Thus the life of he single friends. 

“Would you like me to do your make-up?” Parvarti offers kindly. “Something light of course.”

“Yes please.” 

Ron steps back, letting the girls put the finishing touches on Hermione happy he managed the difficult hair style. He looks at his reflection while he passes to take a seat, grinning as the adjustments he made to his clothes recently make him appear as good looking as Harry.

Casually handsome, like he is trying but it’s not obvious he trying. Ron is very happy Harry has allowed him to take over his  wardrobe, because while he was hesitate to waste his gold on himself, the Boy-Who-Lived saw no reason to say no when Ron order new outfits for him. He got better at picking the right clothes and soon Harry was not only famous but one of the best dress in Hogwarts. It excited Ron to be his personal fashion designer. 

Maybe he could add that type of service for his shop...food for thought. 

Ron does notice his hair has fallen to the side, and attempts to finger comb it, still not used to it being this short but he does like it more. He’ll have to couple the red with the dark brown beanie, scarf and glove set he recently bought with the small coins he made from repairing some uniforms for his housemates. 

“Ron, I think you should pay Harry some attention” Lavender whispers into his ear as she helps push some stubborn strands of red hair under his hat for him. He blinks at her confused. 

Tilting her chin to where Harry is watching with a tapping foot and crossed arms on a love seat alone, he looks awfully impatient, she smirks. “I think he’s a little jealous of the attention you’ve been getting lately.”

He rolls his eyes.  “I’m spending the whole day with him. Why he always gets this bloody needy is beyond me.”

“He can’t help it. You are pretty good looking, and people are starting to notice. Harry is scared his boyfriend will get bored of him”

He laughs at her joke but does stand to walk over to his best friend, waving a hand. “I could never get bored of him.”

Harry’s green eyes light up at his approach and he scrambles to his feet. “Ready to go? I heard about this tea shop on high street. Madam Puddifoot’s”

“That’s a couple place Harry” Ron said which caused his friend to turn bright red, so he hastily adds on. “I can’t wait to have some of those famous couples cakes I hear so much about.” 

Harry is still blushing but at least he doesn’t look so unsure anymore. Ron is glad he never wanted to make Harry uncomfortable. Plus his best friend seemed quite excited for the tea shop and who was he to deny the bloke his request to go there? 

As it turned out, going to the cafe was the perfect idea because right across the little tea shop he spotted a closed down building with large circular windows that stole his breath. It may have been boarded up, but everything to the red bricks, white window sills and gleaming sign with the faded words fashion had him realizing he really did now have a dream.

Harry pulled out his chair for him as Ron gaped at the building. “That’s the one.”

“Hmm?”

“That building over there.” He pointed making Harry twist around to see, “that’s the one where I’m going to put my robe store.”

Harry gave him a soft smile. He did that a lot, like a part of him was utterly smitten and it made a strange warmth spread through Ron’s chest.  “I think it’s perfect. Feels right. Tell me about how you would decorate it.”

Ron open his mouth and found he could not stop, babbling like a loon about all the ideas bursting to life in his mind, of the designs he’s been thinking of and the newest project he has been working on with Dobby. Harry placed his face in his hands and stared at him the whole time that strange soft smile never once leaving his face. 

[mfbakuhoe]

💥Handcuffs (Bakugou x Reader)💥

Pairing: Bakugou Katsuki x female!reader

Words: 3306

Genre: smut

Summary: You want revenge on your Boyfriend, but it backfires reallly quick.

Warnings: rough sex, swearing, hair pulling, name-calling

All Characters are aged up 18+, reader is on Birth control!

Okay so I tried some smut. Idk how I feel about it bit it was definitely a lot of work so I’m going to post it anyway. Btw I'm lowkey swerving to Kacchan's lane. Fight me 🙈

Enjoy!

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Frustrated the ash blond hero threw himself on king size bed, his member throbbing against his jeans. Ever since you, teased him through text during his patrol, telling him all the dirty things you wanted him to do to you when he comes home, he couldn't get his mind off how he would first eat you out and then fuck you senseless, til you begged him to stop.

Bakugou could barely focus on his job, causing his clueless best friend Kirishima to send him home, worried that he might pass out during the shift.

He was more than thankful, that his red headed friend didn't notice the buldge in his pants, being the reason for him to walk uncomfortably slow being so unconcentraded.

Bakugou rushed home as fast as he could, desiring nothing more than you walls clenching around him, but as he pushed open the door and rushed up the stairs, he didn't see anything but a empty, neat looking bed and a red scarf laying on the pillow.

He sat himself up and took his phone into his big hands, aching to release himself in you. As he was about to unlock his phone, so he could could text you, a message popped up on the top of his screen.

Baby momma

,,Put the scarf on your eyes?", he read rather questioning ,,What the fuck, Y/N?", Bakugou sighed sceptical, turing to the side facing the red scarf. Before he could ask you where you were and why he should do it, another messages from you popped up on his screen.

,,If you wanna cum today, than I'd recommend you to obey. You better not take them off.", he muttered confused. ,,Fuck, Y/N. When I catch you, I'll fuck the shit out of you", he said in a loud slightly amused voice, aware of his girlfriend spying on him with her quirk.

A part of the feisty spiky haired boy was pissed of, but the bigger, dominant part in him liked the little games you played, eager to know what you had planned. Bakugou grabbed the scarf to his left, wrapping it around his head, shutting off his eyesight completly.

,,I'm ready. Come let me fuck you know." he snapped, his patience reducing with every passing second. Suddendly he felt a force lightly pushing him, to lay down on his back, fixing his wrist on the sides of his head, as he tried to take off the scarf out of reflex.

,,I told you not to take of the fucking scarf, didn't I?", a low feminine voice whispered in Bakugou's ear, sending shivers down his spine.

,,What the fuck do you think you're doing, Y/N?", Bakugou asked through gritted teeth, his arousal sending high amounts of dopamine through his body.

You straddled his lower body as you talked ,,Did you forget about last time, when you told me next time we fuck, I could do whatever I wanted to you? Well, here we are", you explained cheeky, grabbing his wrist to hadncuff him on the metal framework of the bed.

,,I was joking, to make your whining ass shut up about you loosing control over your body, whenever I fuck you. As if it's my fault, that you're so submissive to me", he said cockily, smirking as he boosted his own ego.

,,Even if you were joking, you are the one laying beneath me right know, obeying all of my demands. Are you so desperate for me to make you cum?", you asked in a provoking tone, ripping off the scarf off his face. Bakugou squinted his eyes, at the stromg light hitting his eyes, before looking at you, sitting on top of him. His body tensed up, when he saw hat you were wearing, making hs member in his pants twitch in excitement.

You wore a red lace strapse lingerie set with two red ribbons crossing from your bra down you torso to your red lacy thong.

His eyes got big, once he realized, that you weren't joking and you were actually the one with the upper hand.

,,I'm warning you, Y/N. I'm not in a good mood right now", he hissed at you piercing his narrowed eyes through yours, but he didn't intimidate you at all.

,,What you gon' do, daddy? If I wanted to, I could just let you lay here, waiting for you boner to go away by itself", you smiled mischieviously.Questioningly you tilted your head, waiting for an answer but all you recived was a harsh growl from you s/o, who understood, he hadn't had any power over you right now.

You leaned down, suppoting youself on his chest, licking on his ear before you continued talking, hearing Bakugo hasrhly sucking in the air.

,,Now, I will make you feel, what it means to really lose control over you own body. I will make you beg for release and satisfaction.", you moaned. seductivly, as you rubbed your cold hands up and down his warm abs, hidden underneath his shirt, feeling his body quiver. You slid your hands further down his torso to his abdomen, teasingly stopping at his waistband while challenging raising one eyebrow, expecting a much more desperate reaction from his side, but instead he just kept looking at you through narrowed eyes and a clenched, jaw. His forhead was covered in folds whilst the first sweatpearls  glistened on his skin. You knew Bakugou to well bye now, to not know, that he forced himself through this situation, fighting back his desire just because he refused to grant you this triumph.

,,You seem very calm and collected. Maybe we can change that", you whispered with a impish smile adornigng your face. You slid down a little bit, lowering your face on eyesight with his crotch area. Arching your back provocatively, while you pushed your ass in the air just to recive a dangerous grunt in response.

,,What is it, daddy? Why do you look so mad?", you asked innocent, unbuttoning his pants in a painfully slow pace, not taking your eyes off of his. Bakugou still refused to interact with you, but by the increased pace of his chest pushing up and down, it was pretty clear, what effect you had on him.

,,You know daddy, your flavor is my most favorite flavor on earth", you hummed happily pulling down his pants to his knees, mustering the big buldge peaking though his grey boxers. Plaxing small kisses on the thin fabric covering his cock to make him grunt in response. You felt yourself getting wet, but you were far from done with him. You unpacked his member, watching it jumping up his belly. ,,That's why I gotta apreciate aaall off it. Slowly devouring all your juices, tasting every inch of you, daddy", you finished, your hot breath whipping against his hard cock.

A small groan left Katsuki's throat, as you kept pushing him to his limits, causing a smile to creep up your face. You had him where you wanted him to be, without doing as much as you expected you would have to do. You wanted him to plead you, with his words and he knew it.

His eyes angrily pearced through your soul, his breathing heavy and uneven. Eager you challenged him with a smile on you face, staring back at him.

,,You know what? I totally forgot to do the laundry. I guess my dick hunger can wait", you said pushing yourself up, ready to go. You tried to scare him. To provoke him into thinking he has to bare with his nearly exploding cock for any longer. ,,But can you tho?", you asked as you almost left through the door, swaying you hips for the full effect.

,,STOP, FUCK- GODDAMN IT, Y/N! GET YOUR FUCKING ASS BACK HERE AND PLEASE ME! I CAN'T TAKE YOUR BULLSHIT ANY LONGER!", you heard him scream from behind you. A jubilant smile covered your face, as you turned on your heels, facing the handcuffed ash blond eccentric, who exhaustedly leaned back with his his eyes closed, breathing heavyily. The despair in his voice turned you on even more, realizing the effect you had on him. You weren't nearly a sadist, other than your boyfriend. You just liked the backfires you was able to shoot at him, knowing that it was all your achievment.

,,Fuck no."

,,What?", he breathed weak.

,,I said no. I'll fuck you, when I want to fuck you. And I'll please you, when I want to please you, got it?", you said with a dominance in you voice, which didn't only surprise Katsuki, but yourself. His eyes widened, following every step you took towards him. Positioning both of you knees next to his legs on the bed. You bend over a little bit, grabbing his dick without a word, causing a deep groan out of Bakugou's mouth.

,,You crazy bitch", he mumbled still heavy breathing.

,,Don't act like you don't enjoy it, sir", you gasped, licking a long stripe up his dick. You felt Bakugou slowly relaxing under your touch as you continued lubricating his hard cock. You played with the tip off his cock, circling your tongue around it, tasting his salty pre-cum.

And before he knew it, he felt your warm, wet mouth covering his entire shaft.

,,Fuck", he groaned, pulling the word long. You began to bop you head up and down his penis, covering the parts, that didn't fit inside your mouth with your hands. Even though you gave him a little bit of relief, you weren't planning on giving him 100%, to keep the control over him.

,,Faster, baby. Faster" he moans lifting his hips up. Denying his wishes, you kept the same pace. As he didn't want to take any more of you teasings, he started to face fuck you himself, pushing his hips up and down over and over. You abruptly stopped, releasing his cock, eliciting a frustrated groan of him.

,,Don't do that again", you warned, sliding up a little. Bakugou silently followed all you movements, curious as well as exhausted. All he wanted was you to make yo scream his name, being able to release himself in you and go to sleep, but you made it so hard for him, teasing your way through his temper. As you pushed your thong to the side, his eyes lit up, sending a new load of dopamine through his body, ready for what was going to happened next. You grabbed his cock, rubbing the tip against your dripping wet core, spreading your juices between your folds. Teasing both of  you with your movements, you started grinding your exposed sexuality against his, massaging your pulsating nerve bud. Groans and moans filled the room. As you leaned down, inches away from his face, his hot breath whipped your face sending goosebumps all over you body. His eyes were filled with the want to feel all of you, he needed you more than anything, so he pressed his lips on yours, closing the gap between you. He licked your bottom lip, requesting admission. Slightly parting your lips, you grant him inlet, feeling a courious, wet tongue exploring your mouth. Both of you fought for the dominance, with the result of Bakugou winning.

Fustrated, you pulled away, taking his member into you hand again, slowly sliding down on him, feeling every inch of him, filling you. Again, a song of moans and groans chimed, givin you a feeling of euphoria.

,,Oh, D-daddy", you sighed digging you nails into his chest, still covered with his shirt as you started to roll your hips on his cock. ,,Yes baby, grind on daddy's cock. just like that", he groaned in pleasure, watching the beautiful woman on him grinding herself on him to find her own pleasure like the naughty girl she was.

,,F-fuck! Faster", he begged ,,No.", you answered cold throwing your head back in pleasure while seductively biting your bottom lip, as you rubbed your aching pleasure pearl. Your moans sounded like music to Bakugou, wanting to fuck you harder to hear even more of it. He pulled his wrist, trying to break the handcuffs. You noticed his attempt on freeing himself and got nervous. Bakugou was definitely strong enough to rip those cheap handcuffs apart, making you wonder, why didn't attempt it earlier.

,,Stop, what are you doing?", you asked, still bouncing up and down on his cock.  ,,What do you think I'm doing?", he shot back, constantly pulling on the handcuffs. ,,No, stop! It's my turn to fuck you til you cum. You promised!", you said as you stopped fucking yourself on him, afraid of him succeeding in breaking free.

,,Fuck that. Fuck all of that. Fuck the promises. Fuck you, loosing your control whenever I fuck you, so hard , that all. You can do is moan like my little slut!", he hissed, finally breaking the cuffs. You swallowed hard, as he send you a dark mischievous smile, causing goosebumps on your skin. Before you could react, he'd flipped you around, making you squeal, as he towered over you placing his hands left and right next to your head, making it impossible for you to escape.

,,So, who is in charge now?", he grunted. Shocked you didn't know how to react. You lost all your power over him with one snap turning back to your submissive mindset for him.

,,Why aren't you saying anything, babygirl? Is it your ego?", he kept provoking ,,You've been a very bad girl today and bad girls should get a fair punishment, shouldn't they?"

You didn't know what to say, until Bakugou flipped you on your knees with one hand movement. ,,I'm sorry, Katsuki!", you pleaded but in vain.  ,,Uh uh, I don't wanna hear none of that shit. All I want you to do is to moan for me", he muttered low, the smile in his face audible. He was happy to be in charge again and taking what's his, as he should've done a long time ago. ,,Making anybody here beg is my job." He got off the bed and pulled you closer to the edge of the bed. Not a second later you felt his hard cock ramming inside of your heat, unleashing a loud screech. Although you two had sex before, his length and thickness was always a lot for you to take in

You yelled out in pain and pleasure at the same time, as he began to relentlessly push in and out of you with no mercy. His grunts and groans making you feel hotter by every second. Bakugou arched your back and grabbed a full fist of your hair, pulling your head towards him. His cock endlessly ramming your vagina, increasing the amount of juices in your core.

Stickiness, moans, skin on skin clapping together. All of those were sounds together, sounded like his personal anthem from you to him. He relished to see you squirm but still enjoying yourself, due to his work.

Tears of pleasure rolled down you cheeks. His roughness and dirty words turning you on so much, to the extent of you feeling like you're going to explode.

,,Fuck, Katsuki...p-please c-can I cum?", you stuttered, as you felt a knot building up in your stomach.

,,What do think this is, baby girl? The welfare? Don't you dare cummkng until I tell you so and if you do...", he toughly rammed his dick inside of you, hitting your g-spot, as he listened to your content moan in response ,,I will fuck you even harder than this."

His words made your abdomen clench together. If he kept on dirty talking to you like that, you would definitely lose it all and cum before you could notice. Bakugou slowed his pace as he pulled himself out of you, causing you to whine at the emptiness he left.

He released your hair and flipped you on you back again, before kneeling down, placing his head between your soft thighs.

Breathing's echoed through the room, one heavier than the other.

,,Tch, thinking I will pity you after being such a bad girl is very dumb of you", he grunted, his breath cooling down your aching bottom.

He started to licking and biting his way down the soft flesh of you inner thigh, skipping the place you needed his affection the most, as he continued the same motions upwards on the other thigh.

,,Please, daddy!", you begged, impatient to finally feel his tongue on your core.

,,Please what?", he digged deeper. He drove yo nuts, knowing exactly what you wanted.

,,Please eat my pussy, til I beg you to let me cum", you whined almost crying as you couldn't handle the amount of arousal in your body.

,,So sumbissive", he grinned cocky, before he passionately began to make out with you lower body. You felt his tongue flicking and twisting around you clit sucking on your little nerve bud. Your body was burning due to excitement, setting you on fire. Bakugou pushed his tongue inside of you, drilling all your juices out of you.

You were a moaning mess. You grabbed his hair to get some hold pulling on his blonde spikes, causing him to grunt and sending vibrations against your core.

,,Oh, yes! That feels so good, daddy please don't stop!", you moaned heavily, unable to arrange you thoughts. It felt magical to you. The way he twirled and curled his tong inside of you, soon caused the knot to reappear in your stomach. You pushed your hips further in his face moaning for release.

,,Don't forget not to cum, baby girl", he muttered throaty, pulling you back into reality.

,,Katsuki, I can't take it anymore."

,,Do I look like I give a fuck?", he asked ironically, continuing to taste all of your sweetness.

,,Mmh, you taste so good", he whispered satisfied ,,but I really wanna cum inside of you today", he grinned, piercing his eyes through yours as he propped himself up, pulling your abdomen closer to him.

He inserted his length into you, grunting throaty. This time he gave you a little, to adjust before he started moving his hips.

He grabbed your wrist and pinned them left and right to your bed, looking you deep in the eyes.

The innocent shine in your eyes, being the engine of his hip movements, increasing his pace of fucking you.

,,Katsuki..." Your voice a quiet whisper, bouncing off of his skin as he hungrily pushed his lips on yours, making you taste your sweet angle dust on his tongue.

The kiss was more passionate and intense, being the last straw to push both of you over the edge.

He quickened his pace once more, continuously hitting you G-Spot. You tilted your head to the side as you moaned out of breath pleading for release.

,,Please can I cum, please daddy I can't take it any longer!"

,,Cum." As you heard the magic letters rolling off his tongue, you didn't hesitate,  turning into a squirming, quivering mess under him, moaning loudly as your high rolled over you. Clenching around his shaft, you began to milk Bakugou, who came seconds after you, easing himself in you. He slowly rode out both of your highs, before he collapsed on top of you, burying his face on the crook of your neck. His length still inside of you.

,,Katsuki, the rag on the nightstand", you mumbled out of breath, signaling him to pass it to you.

He turned his head to the side and chuckled.

,,You really thought about everything, didn't you?", he asked as he wiped away the cum from your entrance.

,,Yeah, well almost. I forgot to calculate in your strength", you giggled as a cocky smile covered his face.

,,Just „the best in everything" things."

[legobatjoker]

u r my beloved :] /p here is a flower i found on a walk for u !!! 🌼 i love you so much, thank you for been here for me and for being such a wonderful suppotive friend !

wowo thank u for the flower !!!! i love you too so much so i got u this mouse from my walk 🐁 hold him

[truffle-draws-turtles]

@replicasey @thelaundrybitch

Yeah... well. Yeah...

This story lives rent-free in my head. And even though I don't get nearly as many reactions for the comics as I do for other stuff, I'm still going ahead with it. Because why not? LMAO!

(No, I have ADHD and am a slave to my dopamine addiction. That's the reason. Sorry, we all have to deal with it now)

Part one

Introduction

Masterpost

[cxlixtesims]

✧･ﾟ: * 300 FOLLOWERS GIFT *:･ﾟ✧

i still can’t believe i reached 300 followers… it may seem ridiculous bc it’s not that much compared to other simblrs but i never thought that that many people would ever agree to put up with my shitty posts… i’m so thankful for each and every one of you - yes, that porn bot too. thank you.

so here is my gift! recolours are the only CAS cc i can do for now and im sorry if it comes out as lazy but i just really wanted to try it out!

a recolour of @ridgeport‘s thrift top

it only has chandler bing’s face on it. in eight swatches. you’re welcome.

here’s a cheeky lil preview for y’all

bgc

unisex ; custom thumbnail is only female though i’m sorry :(((

you’ll need the mesh and you can find it right here!

feel free to contact me if there’s anything wrong!!

DON’T STEAL OR UPLOAD AS YOUR OWN!! but that’s pretty basic innit.

download (mf, no ads)

thanks again for your handless kindness and suppot! enjoy *:･ﾟ✧

[butcher--bird]

i used to much green in this one.. ANYEWAAAYY some lineless test in clip studio! i like expirmenting skskks. 

also!!! thank you all so much for the suppot on my last posts!! it means sososo much to me!! <33 ill be doing ew character requests for a bit so dont be scared to hit up my inbox for em! no ocs please, only canon characters! <3 

[sugarcloak]

Announcement!

hello guys! it’s been a while isn’t it... long story short, I’m not really feeling safe posting on tumblr and more than that, the new (well not so new) policy really disapointed me and I kinda lost motivation regarding updates on this blog. Also, let’s be honest, I don’t draw South Park content as often as I used to, as I usually am quite polivalent when it comes to fandoms; of course I still love the show with all my heart lol it would be lying if I told you otherwise XD!! But well, I feel guilty for keeping you all waiting for some more SP content even though I’m gone for such a long time without providing any kind of news ;-;

SO

I decided to turn this blog into a fanart blog! It will be multifandom, so that I can stills hare art with you all and prove I’m not dead! 

I totally understand if some of you are leaving then, I won’t be mad at all; to be honest I would have left a long time ago if were one of you, but I just checked my followers account and it got like two times bigger than last time??????? and I’m ;-;-;-;-;-;-;-;-;;-; extremely flattered and confused and;;;;;; I just love you all so much!!!!!!

Thank you very much for the suppot until now anyways, I’m super grateful and I hope we will still have good times together even tho this is no longer a South Park exclusive art blog....

Love you all guys, see you soon :3!!!!

[solohux]

Shmi here, hugging you so tight!! Whenever should the new meds happen to have you feeling bad, Lottie, focus on imagining things going better and better in the near future! Also, there's little strategies for feeling calmer that, alongside the actual meds, can help you - carrying Hux and Kylo mini plushies with you, and you mentioned stones some time ago? Meds are important and so are these little things: all of it together, plus of course our love, will make you win!

Shmi 2: as for what your colleagues think, they think you're BRAVE!! But, just a little doubt about your symptoms being ascribed as PTSD, love. That horrible thing happened in 2017, but you were already fighting anxiety desorder: I am sure your doctor does her best, but isn't she sort of focusing on that specific accident, and not on YOU? I don't know how to express it, sorry! But I know that you are a warrior.Shmi 3: Please rebuke me if I am inadvertently coming across as nosy, but I am a bit worried when I think of you being sad in the past over your family not always understanding your struggle. I hope you are getting plenty of support from them now - they can't not see how brave you are!!  

Thank you so much for your message, darling. I just feel so empty right now, like this feeling isn’t ever going to go away and it’s only ever going to worse with the new dosage of meds. And I barely get time to take my actual breaks in work but now I’ve got to deal with feeling down too? But I don’t want it to get to the point where I’m so worried about work that I can’t go in. I’m in such a dilemma and I’m really struggling and I’m sorry to post it here but I don’t have any other outlet without burdening friends & family with my problems.

But I know what you mean about my doctor. That’s why I stopped going to my therapist too, because they all just wanted to talk about the Manchester Arena attack as though that was central to my mental health problems and it isn’t. I had anxiety in my teens but didn’t know it was that and then I was diagnosed officially when I got to university and my self-harm got worse. The Manchester attack is just the tip of the iceberg and, sure, it’s manifested in PSTD with flashbacks and nightmares but at the core, it’s still anxiety (mostly social) that plagues me and makes me like I am. And you, a person on the Internet, knows that more than my doctors or therapist.

You’re not being nosy at all, darling. Fortunately, my Mum has been very suppotive lately. My sister is away at university and my Dad works very long days so she’s the one I put on at home but she’s been understanding and lovely. And I don’t want to put on any of my friends because they all have their own problems that they talk to me about so I guess I want to be strong for them and not show my own problems.

Sorry, I rambled on. Thank you so much for your love, Shmi. It means a lot.