#the LAUGH YOU GOT OUTTA MEEE WITH THIS

[xamaxenta]

on the topic of REmake4... I would contract Las Plagas just for the aesthetic appeal. that shit looks cool as fuck idgaf. if I become a Ganado that's fine I'll serve cunt all the way to the grave

LMFAO i just wanna be the merchant…

[ayeyolooo]

Jealous girl

PLEASE READ THE WARNING BEFORE INTERACTING WITH THE POST

Part 1 |part 2

Warning; the character is black! She’s a thick girl,with thick thighs, cellulite, lower belly fat allat. There may be some uses of the ‘n’ word. It’s a little long. Gwen,pavitr,hobie,Margo and Miguel will all be mentioned.

Oh! And please excuse my grammatical errors! <3

Summary: Gwen brings a new spiderman to the building and he instantly clicks with you, Gwen on the other hand isn’t liking the clicking between the both of you.

“Mmhm girl like I was saying he ain’t a damn thing.�� You said leaning over Margo’s desk as the two of you had your daily conversation gossiping . “Girl you know he not gone do that, Miguel knew you longer than he knew Gwen.” Margo shrugged.

“In fact he treats you like you’re his own daughter .” You just sighed and nodded agreeing with her as you pulled your mask up and over your mouth revealing your nose and your lips. You bit into your Jamaican patty and dusted your hands off. “Listen all I’m saying is ever since she got here things been off. plus ion think that she likes me very much.” You said taking another bite.

“Girl she don’t like me neither.” You and Margo just looked at eachother and busted out laughing. “Ouuu lemme see yo hair.” She said now noticing your long locs that you got done yesterday. You removed your mask revealing your beautiful brown eyes. Your nose piercing shimmered in the dim light as she ran her hands through your neat locs. You winced some as she apologized for being a little harsh.

“Girlll you look so cuteeee!!” She said hyping you up. You just smiled real hard while covering your face. “Thank youuu.” You said giggling and giving her a 360. “GYATTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT.” She said slapping your butt a few times. You and her just laughed and joked around. The doors opened having you and Margo look at the entrance. You seen hobie, Pavitr, gwen. And who is that?

He stood tall like about 6’0, he had curly hair and he had a sleeper build. He followed behind gwen as he and hobie talked with one another. You turned to Margo with wide eyes as she smiled at you and began to wiggle her eyebrows.

“You better go get him before ms. Winter tries to.” You just laughed as you bit into another piece of your patty. “Here you want the rest, imma go wash my hands and change out of my suit.” Margo nodded as she did a happy dance. She opened a portal to her room and walked through it to get the patty before closing it and munching down on the patty.

As you walked past you bumped into someone. “My bad.” A voice that you didn’t recognize spoke as he looked up and seen you the both of your senses went off as you took a shaky breath. What is that weird feelin? “It’s okkk.” You said with a smile. “I’m spiderman..” he said looking at you mesmerized. “Oh em geee meee tooo!” You said with a sarcastic expression as he laughed and shook his head. “Hey y/n.” Hobie said walking over to you and wrapping his arm around your neck. “Hiii hobieeee.” You said wrapping your arms around his thin waist. “Okay imma be right back I need to change my clothes outta this suit.” You said, as the two boys watched.

As you walked away hobie looked at miles and smirked. “Eyes up here mate.” Hobie laughed at miles shaking his head and licking his lips before letting out a chuckle. “Umm who is that?” Miles whispered as you talked and hugged all of the other Spider-Man’s. “Shes spider girl duhhh.” Hobie said laughing.

“Gimme 3 and a half minutes maybe even fo’ .” Miles said looking at you walk to your room. “ to do wha’?” Hobie asked as he looked at miles. “Nothing of courses.” Miles said with a sarcastic smile. “Guys Miguel wants us.” Gwen said with a little attitude behind her tone. “What’s wrong witchu?” Miles jerked his head back. “Nothings wrong.” She simply smiled before walking with another spiderman.

“Mm, she’s a jealous girl innit.” Hobie said shaking his head laughing. “What do you mean she’s jealous? We ain’t together? Plus ion see her like that no more.” Miles said shrugging. Gwen’s heart dropped ouch.

“Okay so I see that we have a new recruit. Where’s y/n?” Miguel said looking for you. “I think that she’s in her room.” Gwen said with a sour look on her face. “Well we need her for this task.” Miguel said.

“Can I lead this time? Ya know cause I never had a chance to.” Gwen spoke up. “No.” Miguel simply said in a cold tone having Margo make a ‘yikes.’ Face and having Gwen shrink down in her seat.

The doors opened and there you stood with a yellow sundress on, that brought out your dark skin complexion. “Nice to have you here y/n.” Miguel said with his back facing you all.

“Now we’re going to get into how this mission is going to go.” Miguel said.

•••

Once the meeting was over you yawned before walking to your room,that Miguel provided for you. As you were on the way you heard someone behind you call your name. You turned around with furrowed eyebrows and seen who called you.

It was the new boy. And boyyy wasn’t he bout finer than a tall glass of wine. Girllll dinnerrrrrr

You thought to yourself. “So I was wondering if I could get your number so that we could get to know eachother.” You looked at him up and down then began to tap your cheek. “Hm I dunno.” He just ran his hand down his face and did that lil smile then lick the lip combo thing and boy did your knees get weak.

“Lemme stop here you go.” You said holding your hand out for his phone. He placed his phone in your hand as he gently took your phone. The both of you swapped numbers and gave eachother your phones back. The two of you walked around the facility getting to know eachother. You two instantly clicked, you were so going to tell Margo and hobie once you got home. “It was nice meeting you miles.” You said with a smile ,and gave him a short hug before walking into your room.

As miles walked to hobies room, Gwen stopped him. “You know that she’s not going to take you serious right?” Miles jerked his head back. “Huh?” He jerked his head back. “Y/n she’s not going to take you serious. Like if you were looking to date her.” Gwen said miles just made a stank face to her.

“Get out my face Gwen. Because you had me,but you lost me. I found somebody else and now you tryna stop me?” Miles asked her. “N-no it’s not that it’s just.” Miles adam apple bobbed as he waited for her answer. “You jealous ain’t you?” He bent down so that he could hear her. “Of y/n? Of course not. I just don’t like her.” She snorted. “Girl bye.” He said walking past her. Sassy man apocalypse.

To be continued…

Hiiii my babiesssss :) I’m sorry that I haven’t posted in a while💔. I’ve been busy, buttttt did you like itttt!!?🤭 if you did I’m so happy that you did! And I’m thinking about doing a part two, what do y’all think? Until next time byeeeee :)

You will be hated by everyone because of me,but the only one who stands firm to the end will be saved.

Matthew 10:22!

[pussypinkdoll]

Um yes girl give us the ☕️🫖!!!!

ALRRR YALL KNOW I GOT YALL!!😭😭 so first things first right, me and him have been going painting for a while right so around this time we were taking a break and I was sitting on his lap per usual. this time my phone was connected to the speaker since my playlist is the spitting image of his and I had it near the window so my phone can get service so I couldn’t use it yada yada yada. so as I was saying I was sitting on his lap and I asked if I can play games on his phone and he pulls up subway surfers right and I’m said I’m goated at it and I can beat his high score, so I start playing it and the nigga is a goofball so I could see from the side of my while I’m tryna focus that this man got his mouth wide open leaning slowly to get a chimp on my mf chest (😭) and he stops mid way and is like “I thought you were gonna hit me I’m surprised” and I’m like “bitch I was you were a lean closer to getting elbowed” right and he’s like “you can’t be that focused” and I said “nigga please you can’t distract me when I’m focused.” and he’s like oh really??? so he pull up my shirt a little pulls my bra down and starts sucking the fuck out of my nipple tryna distract me from getting a high score and did he succeed?!?!? bitch you know damn well y’all girl didn’t get distracted!… I lied the highest score I got was 4000… ANYWAYSSSSS yeah so fast forward we take another break and we laying on the lounge with plushies and blankets where you can lay down and relax right and when I tell you this man needs skin to skin contact- he needs it. so we cuddling and he damn near got his whole face in my damn neck and we talking and laughing and shit then he takes a lick at my neck and I’m like “you fucking lizard” and we start laughing and starts doing random tongue motions and kept asking me what animal is that then the last one I said “you. you’re the animal” and we laugh yet AGAINN (laugh yall way into some dick/coochie it works like a charm) and he ask if darkskin can get hickeys I’m like “nigga-“ he told me don’t answer that he forgot for a second then i don’t remember how but he starts sucking on my neck again and choking me blah blah blah (🫦) and he goes up to kiss me we kissinnnn and when I told you the nigga slipped his hands in my pants and abused thy clit, he abused it. I was on the verge of screaming 😭. then I sucked his dick and he doing what he doin to meee😁 and suddenly it turns into a competition so while I’m sucking the dick I suck his balls I DONT EVEN GET TO DO ONE SINGULAR SUCK this nigga jump up and say “nahh I’m sensitive there” pussy I know. so I go back to sucking the dick and I end up sucking it so nicely that I caught the nigga staring at me so I being goofy as hell winked at him and that got his ass fucked him goin like “damnn show out then” bitch I will. LEMME STOPPPP anywaysss he goes to eat me out and AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH MF AHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! it was so gooddddd after first when he did it I thought it was his fingers doin that till he moved my hands I was like THATS HIS FUCKING TONGUE?!?!? bih I was grabbing on my own neck for dear lifeee. then yk he try to put it in it hurts yada yada he goes get a condom he goes SLOW then it goes INNNN I’m like lord have mercy then he’s like “i know I know” AHHHHHH so he notices that the nigga I told y’all didn’t pop my cherry for real so he goes DEEEEEP and that’s when I turn into a freak I’m choking this nigga and I’m grabbing this nigga ass forcing him to go harder and shitt. ANYWAYSSSS we finish and a bitch feel like she boutta be knocked outtt and if I haven’t explained before my man isn’t a scammer trapper rapper he’s a scholar so he don’t speak in slang he speaks proper and shit and he analyzes tf outta people. so like we chillin and this nigga talking bout I’m a dominate submissive girl who likes it hard asffff and he like thattt then said a whole bunch of things I’m like…. what am I a book?!?!?!?! but yeahhh yalll that’s all I can remember rnnnn my memory is ass btw.

it’s crazy to because for a while I thought I was gone be a virgin forever or sex wasn’t for me and I was wrong SO FUCK WITH A EDUCATED AND CLEANNN EX HOE OF A MANNNN.

xoxo your favorite hoe 💋 (imma start using that now)

[bolontiku]

Bruhhh...

Work rant under the cut... it's a lot but if you need a little drama... this is months worth accumulated.

So, there is this kid at work, sweet child, 19yo. She's not all that bright and 'requires' to be told things over and over. I've let her get away with things as it wasn't my problem. "I just don't know" she'll say in a precious baby voice and they walk her through the SAME JOB (making coffee).

I know what she's doing. Seen it before. I don't care.

Until she began putting her items in my area.

She would dump her belonging into a cubby I hid product in to keep the truck driver from using it as a door stop. It was to the point that her purse and jacket would knock the door open and I would run into it with my knuckles or racks. I told her several times over the course of a few months not to put her stuff in there. She kept doing it. Managers and other associates reminded her to not get in my way. She would get in my way up to 10mins at a time, which when baking amounts to being put back in time. So, I started putting her stuff in the backroom (where employee belongings are meant to go). She kept using the excuse of "nobody ever told me where my stuff is supposed to go" and "I'm so sorry! I HoPe YoU DoNt HaTe mE" *pout* which grated on my nerves. Whatever. Easier to just smile and shoo her away.

Finally got her to stop that and she proceeds to leave her food on my ingredient supply rack. And if we were to get state inspection in would be an automatic critical as she always eats shit with nuts or allergens in it and places it above the other things. Finally walk in to find SHRIMP on the rack and I lose my shit when she comes running over to say "oh X put it there! I had no idea!" But she looks for it where it was before I placed it on the EMPLOYEE FOOD TRAY opposite the rack she sat it on. Literally- you don't have to walk from one side of the cooler, you just TURN AROUND. no walking or anything. I am LIVID as she trying to place blame on another associate but she KNEW exactly where it had been indicating she put it there.

I call over my food cost manager as I am about to lose my shit. I can feel my face heating up and as much as I try, my voice is rising. I finally tell her to just fucking walk away. The manager has to wrangle her out of my area and I hear other associates telling her not to be in my area as I have to MOVE and they don't do the same shit she does.

I have time to cool off and the manager comes over to find out what caused me to lose my cool. She's hiding around the corner listening. I have had the most patience with her. I have been kind. I have had enough. I'm telling him that I won't put up with willful ignorance cause she can just put on her pouty face and apologize and it's all forgiven and THIS FUCKING BITCH comes around the corner with a pout "I hOpE yOu DoNt HaTE Meee" 🥺🥺

"THATS THE FUCKING FACE!! AND I HOPE YOU FEEL LIKE I HATE YOU--" I nearly swing on her as he literally steps between us and hands her her fucking bag and jacket (back in the cubby again), telling her to go home (as she is off the clock) and that she doesn't need to be in the bakers area. He's trying not to laugh.

He comes back and tells me that she's not all there and we have to be patient... nahh fuck that bro, I won't put up with emotional manipulation. He stares at me. That pouty face? The fake tears and that fucking baby voice she uses- all aimed at making the normal person to feel bad (little bunny effect) and automatically forgive them for bad actions. NOT ME BITCH I've dealt with assholes worse than you and you can take your childish shit the fuck outta here!

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Anyways. Days later and the manager comes to me and tells me that... she does do that. He's been watching her pout her way into making others "help" her and letting them do all the work. So he has literally been on her ass since that day. And everytime she comes near me he calls her away.

She did manage to get close though and she pouted at me- "I hope you don't hate me"

"Not really hate but I don't really like you. Get back to work I can't be bothered by a little girl like you"

She was speechless and he came around, calling her name cause she was supposed to be clearing the dining area of dishes why is she in my area bothering the baker?!

The other associates (my babies who work so hard) are about her age and have stopped talking to her. I told them not to treat her any other way cause of me and every single one of them said they hated her, but had been nice on account of me. I told them not to bully her and leave her alone, I don't want them getting in trouble cause of her.

Her jacket and purse are in the employee area and she has not brought food into my area. I really hate some people.

Anyhow. Thank you for letting me rant dear Tumblr diary.

[kimsaiakarii]

Deatbeat! Draken x chubby reader

This is a preview of my story feel free to check out on my Watppad @Kazuichis_Simp <3 love you hope you guys enjoy it

'I really wonder how my life went so wrong. I really thought we could live a nice life all three of us'.  I thought to myself looking out the window in the backseat of a taxi. "Miss we are at your destination." the driver said smiling at you. "Thank you, sir.' was all you said as you stepped out the car and into the building.

 "AHEM, are you forgetting something?" the driver says holding his hand out. "Oh yeahhhh" 'Dammit, I forgot my money' "Actually sir I forgot to bring money" I say sheepishly shrugging my shoulders. " The driver just spat at my shoes and driving off saying some inaudible something like "You stupid fat bitch". 

I couldn't care less I'm just here to pick up my daughter from my best friend's house. Pressing the buzzer to let her know I'm here I see a familiar guy with black hair and blue eyes but quickly transition my focus on the door as it unlocks itself.

 I go down the hallway just to see that the elevator is out of service. 'Fucking great.' I sigh to myself looking up at the stairs. 'Thank you so much (Bff/n) for living on the top floor'. Basically, running and panting up the stairs wishing the burning sensation in your legs would stop, but you didn't you were dedicated I don't know, why you just wanted to hurry up with the stairs.

Standing on top of the stairs panting my ass off and walking to her door. Before I can knock on the door I see (D/n) head poking out the window giggling. "Are you going to let mommy in?" I ask making a funny face at her. "I can't reach the lock mommy" she laughed. 

"(D/n), c'mon my feet hurt". I say adding a bit of exaggeration. Maybe after 5 seconds I hear the door click and I walk in.

no one's Pov  

As Y/n walked in the apartment feeling the AC immediately hitting her skin and plopping on the couch with a satisfied sigh. "I see someone is energized." (bff/n) says carrying a plate of food putting it on the table. "Mmhm I just got done with my shift thank God I'm quitting that bum ass job." (bff/n) looked at you with a very worried expression. "Are you sure, I mean I know they havent been paying you alot but do you have a plan after you quit?" 

You just looked at her with a reassuring smile. "Dont worry I saved my money up aaannnnddd Im moving." You said taking a bite out of whatever was on the plate. "MOVING WHEREEE AND WITHOUTT TELLING MEEE" she exclaimed almost falling over. "HEY SHUT UP WITH ALL THAT RUCKUS OVER THERE!!!!" I heard an old lady yell next door with some banging going with it "SORRY MRS.ANDERSON.......... So anyways about you moving?" 

"Awww (bff/n) dont worry I promise that it isnt that far from here, I wouldnt wanna have (d/n) away from you." I laughed getting up stretching. "Well I'm bout to get outta here Im TIRED." "Well byee y/n make it home safe I love you" "Byee I love you too. Lets go (D/n) say bye to your auntie" (D/n) runs out of literally nowhere and hugged her "aunt" and went outside the door. 

"WAIT, YOUR SHOES ARE UNTIED. I yell going after her only to see her smiling from ear to ear standing by the door. "Moomm, Im ten I know how to tie my shoes im not a baby" she say bending over to tie them. I rolled my eyes and waited for her to be dont so I can finally walk home.

(d/n) Pov 

'I really didnt tie my shoes I think they look dumb like that I like my own style better. whats the worst that could happen?

[simplybakugou]

After All This Time

↝ At a small high school reunion with a few of your old classmates from U.A., Bakugou has to deal with your drunkenness.

BINGO SPACE: High School Sweethearts

⋆ PAIRING: prohero!bakugou x drunk!reader ⋆ WARNINGS/TAGS: swearing, alcohol (all characters are aged up), fluff ⋆ WORD COUNT: 1581

A/N: this is another bingo piece of the event going on in the @bnhabookclub​ server! Thank you to @happygalaxymilkshake​ for requesting bakugou for this prompt. And am i doing all the bakugou prompts first because deep down i’m genuinely afraid of writing for another character in fear of portraying their characters inaccurately? Yes so for now enjoy some more bakugou lol

FULL BINGO MASTERLIST

✐posted 07.18.2020✐

“Cheers!” You exclaimed along with your friends, all of you clinking your glasses together.

Mina sighed as she took a sip from her drink. “Man, I can’t remember the last time we met up like this!”

Uraraka nodded, grinning from ear to ear as her cheeks reddened under the dim lights of the tavern. “It’s so nice to see you all here today.”

“Too bad the other girls couldn’t join,” you said, a frown on your face as your face grew hot from the alcohol. 

“Momo, Toru, and Tsuyu have early patrols tomorrow,” Jirou said.

Mina snickered, latching onto your arm. “I’m surprised Bakugou let us hang out with you, Y/N.”

You rolled your eyes at her, gesturing to the table beside you with a shaky finger. “He’s right there, Mina. It’s not like he’s keeping me from you guys or anything. I’m just another busy hero like the rest of us here.”

It had been five years since you and the rest of class A graduated from U.A. Slowly yet surely each of you worked diligently to make your way up the rankings, especially the Big Three of your class, Midoriya, Todoroki, and your fiance Bakugou who you had been dating since your first year in U.A.

“I can’t believe you guys have been together for so long!” Uraraka exclaimed, giggling at the sight of the boys’ table which was chaotically louder than any other table at the tavern. Kirishima had to hold Bakugou back as Sero and Kaminari were teasing him, egging him on to amuse themselves as they knew their easily angered friend all too well. Iida, Todoroki, and Midoriya, who were the only ones who were able to make it amongst the other boys, had left early as they had to work early in the morning, not wanting to risk drinking too much.

You hiccuped, leaning onto Mina’s shoulder as the effects of the alcohol slowly ran through your system. Jirou laughed at the sight. “I forgot how much of a lightweight you were.”

You narrowed your brows at her. “I’m not a lightweight!”

You sat up straight, grabbing your glass in hand and raising it to your lips. “I can drink so much!”

The girls attempted to stop you from consuming anymore alcohol but it was too late; you had downed the rest of your drink, slamming the cup onto the table as you had to breathe heavily just to catch your breath.

Bakugou, who had finally calmed down from his friends’ teasing and prodding, glanced over to your table as he noticed you had guzzled your fifth drink in a short amount of time. It was only a matter of time before your drunken stupor would overtake your judgement and behavior and Bakugou could only groan as he began to recall how the countless amount of migraines he got after dealing with your drunkenness.

“I’m gonna head out,” Bakugou said, slipping his coat on and placing a few bills onto the table to pay for your meal and his.

“Aw, come on! You just got here!” Kaminari complained.

“Y/N’s almost shitfaced and it’s getting late,” Bakugou said, giving his short and brief goodbyes to his friends.

“Where’s she going?” Kirishima asked, pointing to your wobbly figure walking over to the other side of the tavern. The girls tried to catch up with you but were blocked by the numerous people who were packed into the vicinity.

“That shitty girl…” Bakugou mumbled, making his way through the crowd as he didn’t hesitate to shove his way through.

You stumbled on your feet, bumping into the person in front of you. You rubbed your head, apologizing to the person. “Sorry.”

The man looked down at you, annoyed that someone had ran into him until a smirk crept up his face as he recognized who you were. “You’re that pro, (H/N), right?”

You nodded slowly, grinning aimlessly at him as you could barely keep up with the loud and raucous atmosphere. “Mhm, that’s meee!”

The man took a step towards you and you took one back, slightly intimidated and bothered by how close he was trying to get. He managed to corner you to a wall right outside the restrooms, which was where you were trying to go initially. He rested his hand right above your head, making you uncomfortable with the proximity of his figure with yours. “What’s a little lady like you doing here alone?”

“She’s not alone, dipshit,” Bakugou said from behind him, grabbing the man by the arm and shoving him to the side. 

Before the man could try and pick a fight with the infamous brash hero, one of his friends stepped up, pulling the man by the arm. “Dude, don’t you know Ground Zero and (H/N) have been dating forever?! You can’t just hit on her!” He informed the creepy man in a low and harsh tone. The friend turned to you and Bakugou, bowing his head apologetically. “I’m sorry about him, he doesn’t know how to act sometimes.”

Bakugou scoffed at the two men as they walked away, agitated beyond a reasonable doubt about a stranger trying to make a move on you. You grinned up at your fiance. “Thank you, Katsu,” you slurred, extending his name with a hiccup.

Bakugou sighed, shaking his head. “I really can’t take you anywhere can I?”

You ignored his comment, as you grabbed Bakugou’s hand. “You know, what that guy did was weird when he did it but… I wanna do it!”

“What the fuck are you talking about?”

“Look,” you said, raising your hands to Bakugou’s forearms as you pushed him to the wall. He stared down at you in confusion, the feeling diminishing as he grew amused by your actions. You brought your hands up to either side of him, putting him into a kabedon. 

“Am I intimidating?” You slurred, laughing at yourself as you were convinced you were just as menacing in this position as the strange man was when he forced you in the same situation.

A few women on their way to the bathroom giggled at the sight before them, one of them taking pictures of the famous hero couple. Bakugou rested his hands on your shoulders as you were much shorter than he was. “Y/N, you’re the last person on this goddamn planet that I’d be scared of.”

You jutted your bottom lip out, looking up at him disappointedly as you were somehow drunkenly convinced you were intimidating. “Really?”

“Really.” Bakugou pushed you forward gently, bringing your arms down to your side. “Come on, we’ve gotta get home.”

“But I don’t wanna!” You whined, shaking your head.

“I don’t care. You’re already fucking drunk, let’s go.”

“Wait.” You straightened up, walking into the bathroom. “Let me pee first.”

Bakugou sighed, leaning against the wall. “Fine. Hurry up.”

Bakugou could see from the opposite end of the room his friends’ laughing expressions as he was placed in another weird situation thanks to your drunkenness. He flipped them off as they were taking videos themselves. Even the girls were laughing at the sight of your attempt at a kabedon, one that they were looking forward to teasing you about.

Bakugou ignored them, waiting and waiting for you to come out. After some time you still hadn’t returned from your bathroom break and he pulled out his phone, sending you a ‘what’s taking so long’ text.

You quickly responded with a ‘I’m not leaving’ text, one that was filled with numerous spelling errors in which Bakugou could barely understand what you were trying to say. 

Bakugou closed his eyes as you had successfully annoyed him like you usually did. Fortunately, Mina approached him as she could see how agitated he was, as if there was invisible smoke rising from his ears.

“Need some help?” She asked.

“That shitty girl’s not getting outta there,” Bakugou muttered. 

Mina snickered. “It’s been almost eight years and she still knows how to push your buttons.”

Bakugou crossed his arms over his chest as he waited again, watching as Mina entered the bathroom. He could hear your whining and complaining as Mina quite literally dragged you out of the stall. 

“Go home!” Mina exclaimed, pinching your cheek as you continued to express how you wanted to stay and spend more time with your friends. Mina said her goodbyes to both you and Bakugou before returning to the table with the girls.

Bakugou sighed as he turned to you, the alcohol now taking its full effect on you as you felt as light as a feather. “I’m not gonna hear another word from you. We’re going home.”

You glared up at him. “Fine.”

Bakugou, who was glad to finally have been able to get you to leave, proceeded through the crowd, wanting to make way for you until you grabbed his wrist, ceasing his movements. “What is it?” He asked, wondering why you stopped him this time.

You grinned, raising your arms up. “Carry me!”

Bakugou smiled softly at you, swiftly hooking his arms under your knees and around your back as he held you in his arms. Since the day you first met, you never failed to give him a headache and aggravate him to no end. But he knew he wouldn’t want anyone else by his side.

After all this time, you were still making him fall for you just like you did when you were high schoolers.

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[everyhowlmarksthedead]

TEQUILA AND DAIKIRI

Johnny “Coco” Cruz x Reader

Anon asked: can you do an imagine with coco in where you two are best friends and one night you got drunk and go to his house and kiss him and you tell that you love him and he is like in shock and you thing he doesn’t love you back so you run away and you start ignoring him preventing from realreal heartbreak

Word Count: 1.3k

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“Are you sure...?” Ez asks again whilst you're taking off the helmet with some difficulties, because you drunk too much. More than usual.

You nod very convinced, while he turns his gaze from the building where Coco lives, to you. He shrugs his shoulders, taking the helmet to hang it in the handlebar. Ez turns off the motorbike when you're inside the hall, going upstairs to the flat you know by heart. The mexican and you met like ten years ago, being in inseparable since then but some months ago you started to feel something else, something bigger, for him. You think it's happened in a Mayan party, when you found yourself laying on his lap with both arms around his neck and his wrapping your body, with some fingers traveling over a side of your left thigh so kindly that melted you, your beliefs and your whole soul.

Your knuckles hit the main door, more loudly than you could think being partially deaf because of the music that was playing in the pub. You wait for some seconds till you see some light under the door. Coco opens it, rubbing his eyes kinda sleepy without wearing a shirt. You gawk at the tattoos on his chest, until he slaps your forehead with his fingers.

“Yo! Mami, it's five am, 'foc' is wro—”.

Before you let him to finish the sentence, your lips collides with his placing both arms on his neck. The kiss it's weird and a little uncomfortable, but he tastes like tequila and that's really good. Pulling him away looking at his face you know it wasn't a good idea. He's bewildered staring at you with pursed lips as you kiss them. Raising your right forefinger, trying to say something, you decide to turn over your sneakers to run away downstairs even if he's calling you, telling you to wait for him. You don't look back, down the avenue, while your legs are burning because of the fast steps going to your house.

┅┅ ┅ ┅ ┅┅

You growl squeezing in pain with the sheets tangled in your almost naked body. The sun is on, illuminating your room in a unpleasant way. Hiding your head with the pillow, you snort heavy because of the headache hitting you thanks to the hangover. You know that what happened last night it wasn't a dream, nor a nightmare. Anyway, you confirm that fact when, after palming the bed, you find your phone. There are thirty-six missed calls and seventeen text from Coco. Turning off the wifi to avoid the double blue check, so he can't know you read them, you open the conversation.

(05:03) 💬: (Y/N) ????

(05:06) 💬: where r u ????

(05:06) 💬: pick up ma calls!

(05:11) 💬: you ok ???

(05:15) 💬: d fuc u did ???

(05:16) 💬: r u drunk mami ??

(05:19) 💬: why u kiss meee

(05:31) 💬: where r u ????????

(05:33) 💬: why don u answer

(05:33) 💬: am callin 911

(05:47) 💬: shit

(05:47) 💬: d fuc is wron wth u ??

(06:08) 💬: (Y/N) hello ?????????

(06:15) 💬: r u dead ????

(06:36) 💬: did u fockin mix tequila nd daikiri again ????

(09:43) 💬: yo u r worren me

(09:43) 💬: im comen 2 ur house u little fockin craze bech

The last message makes jump the pillow over your head to the floor. The door is almost closed and you can hear the tv on with some action movie on it. You sob because of the pain lashing your head and the shame is consuming you. Getting out of the bed, praying it's Angel who is there, you grab a shirt wearing it, sticking your head out the frame. You sob again when you find Coco staring at you, closing the door as if he didn't see you. Dragging your back down through it, you sit on the floor with your knees against your chest being surrounded by your arms.

The man pushes the door a little, but you close it again. Hearing him sighing, you shake your head.

“We have to talk”.

“Get outta' ma' house, Coco”. You blub without tears filling your eyes, just making the sound.

“That's all? You come to mine, kiss me and you're not gonna say anythen'?”

No words. You can't answer him. You're regretting what you did 'cause you thought he could feel something too. But, by the way he didn't move, nor kissed you back. The next thing you can hear is the main door being closed loud with a dry hit. You're fucked. You fucked up ten years of relationship in three seconds.

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Two days passed since he left your house and you wrote Taza to ask him to change your turn at the car scrapping, so you don't have to work with Coco. And even you think that the talk it's something that will not happen, you're very, very, very wrong.

After finish your turn, when the moon is almost on top of the sky, you go out of the office downstairs seeing the mexican sitting on your bike and smoking a cigar with a no-friends-face. He's kinda angry, upset and tired of being running behind you the last days, till he finally get the perfect opportunity. You're wearing your helmet, giving him the silent treatment and checking your pocket looking for your keys.

“I got them”. He says raising his free hand, with them on his palm. “And 'am not gonna give you, if you don' talk to me”.

“There's a beautiful night with a lot of stars”. You play fool, actually talking to him as he wants.

“Why you kissed me, ah?”

“I was drunk”.

“Yea', but I know you drunk and you didn' try before”.

“For god's sake, Coco, forget it. It was just a fuckin' kiss”.

“No, it wasn't”. He says shaking his head and having a smoke. “You told me you love me”.

“I didn'”.

“Yea', when I was helping you to get outta your dress”.

You frown, gasping and trying to say something else. But you're getting so nervous that you can fall down unconscious.

“'Course I love you, you're ma' best friend, idiot”.

“Not in tha' way, shithead”.

“Wha' you wanna hear, uh?” You ask crossing your arms and curling a leg. “Yea', 'am fuckin' in love with you, but who cares? You're not. Easy. I get it. Get outta 'fuck of my bike. I'm tired and I wanna go home to keep rolling in my misery”. Taking away your keys and pushing him, you sit on.

“Who the fuc' said I'm not? 'Cause I didn'”.

Turning your head at him in slow motion, you wrinkle your nose, shaking your head for a second as if you didn't hear what you actually heard.

“'Don' know. Maybe your rude texts? The fuck you did? The fuck is wrong with you? Why you kiss me?”

“I though' you lost a bet with the fuckin' boy scout”.

“What da'... Why I... Are you fuckin' stupid?”

“No, you are! You're the one who's giving me the back!”

You sigh taking off the helmet to put it in the handle bar, as you do with your leather gloves. You're gaze is down, staring at the keys in the lock, unable to look at him. You didn't act as you should and now you don't know what is worse.

“I'm sorre'”. You mutter looking him sideways.

“Yea', you better did, bech'. 'Cause I didn' fuc' anyone for one year waitin' you and you kissed me in a weak moment”.

“Jesus Christ, Johnny!” You start to laugh loudly with your hands on your lap, licking your lips. “Sweet Jesus Christ... You're a fuckin' moron, I swear to god”.

“Move your fuckin' pretty ass to ma' house, mami. Dare to do agai' what you did last night”.

“I accept that bet, Coconut”.

[kayr0ss]

Perfect, or Not

[LWA, Diakko, cooking, trying new things, Diana needs a break from all the expectations, cute fluff!, domestic cute girlfriends, STAY AT HOME]

Diana and Akko navigate perceptions, vulnerability and... a cooking activity?

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Diana once told her that what made her different from everyone else at Luna Nova was that Akko never thought she was perfect.

“Is that a good thing or a bad thing?” Akko had asked, caught off guard by the admission.

“A good thing.”

She didn’t fully understand it back then—she was much, much younger—but as the years flew by and led to their eventual romantic involvement, Akko began to get it. When it came to Diana, it seemed as though the whole world had one form of expectation from her or another: model student, soon-to-be heir of magic aristocracy, and later on a well-respected front-runner in the educational career she had chosen.

This was mostly due to the fact that Diana Cavendish rarely made mistakes. Seriously. Ever. Her reputation was held in such regard that even as a student, the instructors at Luna Nova made exceptions based on her opinions (which may have infuriated a younger Akko who had no idea they would end up dating). But even back then, she could see it bearing down on Diana’s shoulders like rocks piling up; and how hard it was becoming for the young Cavendish to keep it balanced lest it all come falling down.

Within their first year of dating, the brunette came to a realization: Diana never failed because she never did anything she might not be good at. She figured it out during a fishing trip of all times! Diana had tucked herself behind a book and under the shade of her wide-brimmed (and very stylish) hat while Akko wrestled with what felt the Master of the Swamp of that darned lake.

“We went all the way out here to fish! Won’t you even try?”

“You seem to have it covered. Fishing isn’t exactly within my area of expertise.”

“And so?”

Diana looked up at her and blinked in confusion, as though the concept of doing anything just for the heck of it was completely foreign to her. “I… well.”

They had to cast the rod seven times before Diana even got so much as a nibble, but fishes be damned—Akko didn’t give up on her that afternoon.

Biking was another activity which Diana had obstinately refused to even consider doing, she fondly recalled. Now this sucked for Akko—it really did—because biking around a park dusted with autumn leaves was kind of on her ‘couple bucket list’, except the other half of said couple didn’t even want to get on the bike.

“We have brooms. This is completely unnecessary.”

“It doesn’t have to be necessary,” Akko took her hand and practically dragged her towards the bicycle. “Don’t you remember what it was like for me to learn flying? Come on, try it for me!”

She’d never forget the how visibly difficult it was for Diana to say this, and that it hurt her to see how the blonde seemed to be expecting some form of judgment. “I… don’t know how.”

Akko laced their fingers together and made sure Diana was looking into her eyes when she said,

“That’s okay.”

Diana seemed surprised.

“I’ll teach you?”

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This year, Akko’s birthday fell on a lovely, overcast Saturday. There were no dinners or parties to be held on account of a recent outbreak, which left her in the company of Diana with whom she now shared an apartment. It was more than enough.

What she wasn’t expecting, however, was for her girlfriend tap on her shoulder, looking a little excited and reluctant at the same time, asking: “Could you help me bake a cake?”

Akko’s eyebrows shot up, and she blinked away from her video game. “Oh. Without… magic?”

Diana nodded, and Akko lowered her line of sight towards the paper bag the blonde witch was carrying in her arm. Ingredients?

Akko dropped her game—her island and its denizens could wait.

“Please tell me you wore a mask when you went out to buy those!”

“Of course.”

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Their first obstacle for the afternoon’s baking session was cracking the eggs.

“By Jennifer, I’ll always be amazed at how eggshells are both so fragile yet strong.” Diana accidentally crushed another egg, and braced herself for a witty remark form Akko, but none came.

“That’s okay,” Akko beamed, handing her another egg. “One more time!”

Encouraged, Diana picked up another egg and decided to just smack the damned thing along the rim of the mixing bowl. Oh. To her pleasant surprise, it cracked open obediently. “Right along the prime meridian.”

“P—Prime meridian!” Akko chortled, “mou, Diana, you’ve made the egg into a little Earth!”

Diana wanted to roll her eyes in annoyance but found herself smiling instead—Akko could get away with murder weilding a laugh as warm as that.

“Come on,” Akko stole a chance with a kiss to her cheek, “we’ll make a chef outta you yet. Time to get to mixing!”

The brunette had a good spot of fun during the first five minutes watching the taller witch mix. But Diana started grumbling about how her arm was sore, and so it was Akko’s turn to, to quote her girlfriend, “toil.”

“Someone’s comfortable,” Akko teased, leaning back when Diana decided rest her chin on the opposite shoulder of her mixing arm.

“I’m simply resting,” the blonde replied with a rare dash of jesting. She brought up her arms to circle Akko’s waist, squeezing a little bit while she planting a small kiss on the brunette’s shoulder. “Thank you for agreeing to teach me.”

“And what a teacher you’ve picked!” Akko giggled. “The last time I baked a cake, well… you were the one who brought Lotte to the clinic for a stomachache.”

Diana chuckled, and Akko couldn’t help but love the way she could feel the sound of it through her back pressed against Diana’s chest. “You know, I…”

“Mhm?”

“I always liked you teaching me new things.”

“After making beg all those times? You liked it after all?” Akko stuck her tongue out “Betrayal!”

“Oh, come on.” Diana nudged the side of Akko’s head. “It’s just… I always remember how I lost my magic when I was younger.”

Akko kept quiet, bring her pace of mixing to a slow, smooth motion.

“The kind of expectations my family had, and how hard it was to learn everything. Everyday. On my own. I remember how I couldn’t even cast simple spells, and how I told myself I’d never feel that… inept anymore. Not at school. Not at work.”

“But now, Diana, I’d say you’re pretty amazing.”

"That’s... Thank you.”

“But you don’t have to be,” Akko reassured.

“I… just never thought that. Not until recently. It felt right to be perfect—fit everyone’s preconceptions.”

“I don’t think you need to be perfect.”

Akko felt Diana’s arms wrap themselves around her a little tighter, felt her firsts clench with the way the cloth of her shirt balled up in them a little. The blonde witch relaxed, and then nuzzled against Akko’s shoulder.

“And I love you for that. Among many other things.”

Akko turned her head to kiss Diana’s temple. “Oh! Other things like what?”

“Must you always ruin these cheesy moments,” Diana rolled her eyes, but smiled anyway.

Akko laughed, dropping the mixing spoon to turn around in Diana’s embrace and drape her arms around her neck. “Indeed, I must! But for the record, I’m sure Hannah and Barbara don’t think so too, you know?”

Diana wiped a spatter of chocolate mix off Akko’s cheek with her thumb and licking it off on instinct.

“I love you.” Akko smiled, “even if you can’t bake to save your life.” She slowly brought a hand to cup Diana’s cheek and she tilted her head, inching forward for a soft, warm kiss that tasted like chocolate.

She really couldn’t bake. But somehow, Diana thought that was just fine.

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An hour later, they found themselves trapped in an apartment that smelled like rich—yet slightly burnt—chocolate cake.

Diana looked a little lost and adorably sheepish, holding up a tray with a cake shaped like a… a rhombus? The frosting was uneven, although the birthday message was written in perfect handwriting (which was no small feat for a beginner!). Her sleeves were rolled haphazardly, and the apron looked hopelessly awkward on her, but by Jennifer—

(“Happy birthday,” she lifted the tray up as if to say ‘ta-da!’

Akko smiled so wide her cheeks hurt.)

—she looked absolutely perfect.

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fin

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A/N: Howdy folks! Firstly I genuinely hope everyone is safe and doing well. Stay at home--and stay properly informed! Secondly, aaaa I’ve missed writing and I’ve missed the fandom so have a cute fic! I have another idea which I’m excited to write!

This was the product of me getting so TIRED OF WRITING A RESEARCH PAPER all night and READING FOR THREE HOURS just to WRITE ONE SENTECE so I’m sorry if the grammar is kind of whack or for typOs you see sir it is 7;30am sir..,.,., i haven’t slept helpe meEe I am but an ant in a colony  L I F T

[yamithediaperdork]

Midnight Stroll (Soul eater)

Midnight stroll

It was a bright star and moon filled night out, something that a certain weapon wasn't all that happy with as he made his way toward the park in death city. When he'd originally planned this all out it had been with the understanding of a cloudy night to help him hide a little better and now that plan had gone to hell. Of course the fact he was even going to enact his plan outside meant that our hero wanted to be seen but still. who's our hero and whats the plan you may be asking? The Hero of course was Soul, weapon extorinair and always hungry for well, souls.And his plan was to engage in his bi monthly diaper waddle of shame. You see Soul wasn't like most boys his age who were off chasing girls and being all manly. his idea of a ideal date would be getting spanked silly, diapered and teased till he pooped himself and then being put to bed in a crib without a diaper change.  As you might expect, this made his dating options slim to none so he just handled his babying himself. Granted there had been a close call or two when his roommate Black Star had walked in while he was diapered but Soul had manged to get under his blankets before being seen.

It was that close call that had soul decide to take his diaper games public, though he really only went out around midnight, and only did a quick little walk (or waddle if you prefer) in a area where not many people were up/knew him. before he had done massive diapers under shorts, and a diaper and t-shirt but tonight's main event so to speak would be his most daring outfit yet, and this time he wasn't going to carry his big boy clothes in a back pack with him. This time he was going to leave them in the public bathroom at the park so he'd have no real way of wussing out and hiding in a alley, scrambling to get pants on over his diapers. Just the thought of how MUCH of a big dumb stupid baby he was going to be had him almost skipping as he made his way into the park and made a B line for the bathrooms.

In the bathroom stall Soul paused and caught his breath, mentally psyching himself up for what he was going to do  There was no two ways about it, while the THOUGHT of what he was going to do had him rock hard and squirming like crazy as he leaked into his Garfield briefs, he KNEW just how bad this could be if he was caught. Just picturing Maka or Death or really ANY of his friends finding out what a big baby he was had him whimpering even if he was totally ready to have a 'accident' if he kept it up. Still, he hadn't blown a ton of money to order these items in and NOT use them, and nothing ventured nothing gained. or some bullshit like that. In any case, he started to strip.

Walking out of the bathroom with a waddle in his step, Soul was crimson faced but grinning like a fool as he checked out his reflection in the mirror. looking back at him was a young man, in thick massive nursery print diapers that forced his legs apart and would be more then up for the challenge of holding ANY messes the so called big boy could make. On his feet gone were the sneakers and instead was a pair of white baby booties in his size with little silver stars decorating them. His scrawny chest was covered with a plastic bib, white with a silver trim and in silver letters proclaimed soul to be a 'messy eater.' In his mouth bobbing in and out, and attached to a string around Soul's neck was a white and silver Pacifier, with a extra large nipple on it so his whole mouth was filled and it was already making him drool like the big baby he was. the final piece of his new look was a oversized white and silver baby bonnet to A) help him look even more silly and B) help help his identity. 'You, are SUCH a baby!' he thought to himself, squirming and crinkling as he wiggled his hips. Giggling like crazy he waddled back over to the stall and zipped up the book bag with all his big boy stuff in it and hung it on the inside door hook, the closed the stalls from the outside. Sure anyone who pushed on the door would see no one was in there buttt it wasn't like the place was exactly hopping with a bunch of people so Soul was sure it would be ok.

the first few steps into the wide open area of the park was the most nerve wracking, there was NO where to dodge and try and hide once he walked more then five steps away from the bathroom and Soul felt like at any second everyone and their uncle was going to pop outta nowhere and point and laugh at him. 'Mental note..next time toke up first.' he thought, squirming and his belly full of butterflies as he waddle over toward the play structure. Plopping his butt down in one of the swings (and barley fitting) he looked over at the baby seat swing with want in his eyes but if his fat diaper butt could barely fit in a normal swing, they'd have to call someone to cut him free out of one of those. Swinging back and forth a little he closed his eyes and pretended that it was the middle of the day, and a group of kids were all gathered around pointing and laughing at him. 'oh nooo! they're all being sooo mean to widdle meee! where my mommy and da-' Soul was thinking , but with his eyes closed and getting carried away he didn't notice that the slick plastic of his diapers had been sliding on the seat and suddenly he fell off the back of the swing. '...owwwwww..' he whined mentally, looking up at the sky. Since clearly swings and his diapers were going to work out on this fine evening, Soul after picking himself up moved on towards the slide. Climbing on the metal ladder with it being somewhat narrow and his diaper so bulky was a little trickier then he'd thought it would be and his foot slipped more then once as he made his way up. 'I swear, if I hurt myself AGAIN on playground equipment I'm just gonna bring a bucket and sand shovel next time and play in the sand box.' Soul thought dryly. the fact that he was apparently too much of a baby to use this stuff meant for little kids though DID make him feel nice and babyish and he was all grins as he got to the top of the slide and started to come down..At least till the static cling and the bulk of the diaper and the smallish sides of the slide meant while he didn't get stuck, he got one hell of a diaper wedgie. 'Anddd I think I'm done with the playground.' Soul thought sheepishly, trying to pick his diapers out of his ass crack.

The next part of his little planned fun was a little bit more risky then just playing on the playground. the playground had been close enough to the bathroom that he could of dashed back in as needed, but now as he tapped his chin and looked in different direction, he was going to go and walk for a block in the city on one of those directions. He wasn't too worried about being jumped or attack since well, diapers or no diapers he was a fucking weapon, but still people seeing him, pointing and laughing, maybe even taking pictures.... It was everything he dreaded and everything he wanted and it didn't take long for any common sense to be drowned out and he picked the southern route, meaning a good 6 minutes of waddling just in the park before even hitting the streets. His nipples stiff under his baby bib, Soul took one last look back at the park, then waddled out into the city.

as fate would have it, the path that Soul took actually went by a new all night gay bar, something he didn't realize till he turned a corner and there was a group of 5 well muscled men out having a smoke. The sight made him freeze in his tracks which was bad because he was under a street lamp at the time and while he to unfreeze and back track, he got noticed. "What the hell.." Came a drunken voice. "Oh my god! Tell me I'm actually seeing this and it's not just the phantom blast shots I've been pounding!" "Pffftt..it's a little diaper boy!" "You lost little boy? come sit with uncle." Anther one called and patted his lap. "Heh, think they'd wipe our bar tab clean if we brought him inside?" The last one asked. Soul's paci was moving in and out of his mouth BIG time now as he unfroze, but was squirming like crazy as a deep red blush covered his face. the men got up and started to walk over, smirking, smiling and one of them was pulling his cell phone out! "A-Ah! N-No pictures please!" Soul squeaked out, letting the paci fall out of his mouth and trying to cover his face. "heh..Cutie offer cutie. turn around and wiggle that cute butt of yours for us and there will be no FACE pictures." Cell phone said. A huge whine came out of soul, but he had to admit this was exactly that kind of attention he had humped stuffies into oblivion thinking about. It wasn't like he was going to be able to outrun the guys even if they were clearly wasted with the massive diaper between his legs and he briefly thought about maybe just switching to pull ups for next time so he could take off easier if this sorta thing happened again. Banishing THAT thought from his mind he did a half turn so his pampered butt was facing the drunks and then he started to shake it back and forth and getting into it, reached back and slapped it a couple of times. "Oh, somebodies a naughty baby huh? Does your daddy and mommy know where you are?" "hehehe Nope~! And.." Soul paused, the attention and the feeling of all of this short circuiting any restraint. "And it's just my daddy. We live together but he doesn't know what a dumb diaper bitch I am and How much I love being a pamper filling humiliation junkie~" "..well I'm hard." came a voice he recognized as cell phones. Soul giggled and wagged a finger back and forth. "ah ah ah, Sorry Uncles..This diaper boy is a official virgin for life so I can't help you with that! No sex for me ever, just poopie diapers and lots of teasing!" Soul giggled, then swatted his butt again and rubbed the front of his diapers. "Oh man.. no one is ever going to believe this..even with the pictures." "I'm seeing it with my own two eyes and -I- can't." Soul giggled again but then his tummy gurgled and grumbled, apparently his greasy supper wanted to make a appearance. "..wait..is he going to.." One of the guys asked. Not having to look at them, Soul found himself more daring then ever and popped a squat, rubbing his tummy. "Ohhh nooo! the big dumb BABY has to go boom boom!" he whined in babyish tone, and dared a look over his shoulder. and then paled. the original five had turned into 15 men watching him and smirking and suddenly the idea of loading his diapers in front of such a big crowd didn't seem like such a good idea. "A-Ah on second thought.." He squeaked. "Aww come on, don't be a cock tease! you promised us a show!" a guy wearing a bandana and sunglasses at night protested. "I..But..This is too many..and.." Soul whined and squirmed, his guts churning and a muffled fart coming out of him. "...Ok guys we're scaring the baby. phones away, no one record little soul's accident." Came the voice of one of the original five and Soul relaxed for a second..then turned around, letting out a massive poot and eyes wide. "W-Wait you know m-my name!?!" He practically shrieked. "uh..Yeah. wasssss I not suppose to? you're kinda famous in town." the guy said rubbing the back of his head. "..I'm going to run away now." Soul said, voice going faint. He made it all of five steps in his effort to get away, over the protest of his crowd of 'fans' when he was forced to hunch over and pop a squat again. Those who watched the show would later on agree while the visual effect of watching a deadly weapon helplessly blort out his diaper so it was sagging and discolored was hawt..they could of done without the smell. Still when Soul had dropped to his knees and pounded a fist on the street, while crying out that he was making cum cums, that helped them put up with the stink.

The waddle back to the park took much longer, though with the heavy load in his diaper making him waddle worse then before and his legs weak from the force of his orgasm it wasn't that shocking. Several times he had to pause and rest against a lamppost, and just suck on his paci, having semi orgasmic after shocks as he thought about what he had just done. 'Well, Ones thing for sure. that's to sure fuel my stuffie humping for at least half a year.' He thought and giggled a little. Finally making his way back to the bathroom, and having to wave away flies now, soul had let the paci fall from his mouth as he was holding his nose. "guh, I'm fucking rotten. no more greasy joeys fried chili-dogs for me." He muttered softly and spotted his stall. and froze. because it was wide open. "Ohhh no. no no no.." Soul said, gulping and a shaky smile on his face. "M-My Book bag is GOING to be there. it's going to be there. it's going to be there." it became a mantra as he took one step at a time, a feeling of weakness washing over him. "it's going to be there. it's..it's.." Soul mewed as he made it and looked, tears welling up in his eyes. "It's..Not here..But..my house key was in there...I..I have to waddle home..In..In a poopie diaper..and..And get Black star to let me in.." the big baby went silent as it sunk in and then feel to his knees crying out and sobbing even as a second powerful orgasm wracked though his body.

Black star was less then pleased as the doorbell wouldn't stop. he'd had more then a few drinks before going to bed and shouted for soul to get the fucking door, but of course the white haired bastard was ignoring him. 'I swear..after I answer the door if he's still asleep it's hand in warm water time.' Black thought. in just his white boxers with little black stars all over it (Yes, he was THAT vain) he made his way down to the front door. Modesty wasn't really a big thing for him and to be fair with how late it was fuck whoever was knocking on the door and ringing the door bell, they could see him in his undies. Not bothering to use the peephole first to see who it was, Black Star just opened the door and started to snarl. "What do you fucking..want..Uh..soul?" he roared, then went from a pissed off face, to a confused one, then smirking. "Oh. My. God." Soul whined and blushed, squirming back and forth. "C-Can you just move and let me in already?" the big baby whined. "Bwhahahaha! I knew it! Maka and everyone else said I was crazy But I fucking knew it! I know that was a diaper I saw you in the other day!" Black star crowed, then paused and wrinkled his nose. "wait..is that smell coming from you?" "N-No! I mean..yes, but uh..I just..stepped in some dog crap! yeah! that's it an-" Soul tried to say, but Black star not only tugged him into the house, but turned him around and planted his palm on the massive mess in the back of soul's diapered, making the big babies eyes roll in his head. "You did! you totally fudged yourself! Oh man!" Black star laughed, and then kept patting the poor weapons droopy pampers. "I think we need to have a nice long talk about how things are going to change around here, don't you?" Black Star asked and smirked. "I..I Uh..Ohh.." the weapon mewed and spread his legs to allow Star a easier time of smushing his mush tush. "though first and foremost, the first thing that needs to be changed is your stinky diaper butt..little boy." Black star said and then kissed soul's cheek. As his third orgasm in under a hour wracked his body, soul couldn't help but think that maybe he should of just stayed in tonight and streamed a movie.

The end

[metalliquotes]

Lars’ Mind: Hiiii. It’s meee. You! Your mind! [laughs]

Lars’ Mind: Don’t pretend you’re sleeping, I know you’re awake! I just thought, seeing as you’re awake, we might wanna have a small think about some things. Some things you don’t have the time to think about during the day. Some concerns. Some worries.

Lars’ Mind: How are you for money? Are you alright? Some mortgage you’ve got yourself there, eh? You sure you’re gonna cope? How long you got left on it, twenty years? A lot can happen in that time. People outta work everywhere. How’re you gonna cope? Have you got enough?

Lars’ Mind: “What if”, you know what I mean? “What if”?

Lars’ Mind, softly: How’re you gonna cope?

Lars’ Mind: Here, forget about that. It’s only money. It’s only money. As long as you’ve got your health…

Lars’ Mind: Y'know, speaking of health… not long now. Getting on a bit, eh? Getting old. Not long now. You’re practically halfway through it. More than halfway! You chopped the last bit off. I bet it’s not worth living.

Lars’ Mind: Have you done enough, d'you think? Done enough with your life? If you got hit by a bus tomorrow, d'you think you’ve done enough? Are you happy? Huh?

Lars’ Mind: No?

Lars’ Mind: No?

Lars’ Mind: Okay, who cares about the past? You’ve got it all ahead of you. Years ahead of you! You and Kirk and the kid…

Lars’ Mind: Here, what about Kirk? Is he happy? Happy with you?

Lars’ Mind: You ever wonder who’s gonna die first?

Lars’ Mind: Gonna be some day. You’ve see what that does to people. Loss. Bereavement. Christ…

Lars’ Mind: Pray you go first. Might be sooner than you think. I just hope you’re happy when it comes.

Lars’ Mind: Oh, you’ve got years ahead. Years to chip away at that mortgage.

Lars’ Mind: Listen, I can see you’re trying to get asleep, so I’ll let you go. Food for thought, though, eh? Food for thought.

Lars’ Mind: Night night…

[Lars cries himself to sleep]

[tumblueberry]

It’s Tuesday, babey! Roll for story!

Today in Serena’s adventures I’ve learnt that I should really prepare some one liners for my Vicious Mockery spell. I think that when one of my fellows said between laughs “dude, you had 6 days to think on something better!” he ment it. Now I feel guilty for not preparing enough despite the fact that I do my best not to fuck up and understand how to use roll20 dot net, to be fast and not being a burden, to remember how things work despite my lack of knowledge and experience. But I’m not an agile person when it comes to talking, words tangle in my tongue, I forget how to speak, I’m blank. But he’s partially right. If I know I’m bad at coming up with shit on the spot I have a week to get some ideas, so I’m going to look for one liners I can use instead of saying random words in primordial. I hope I can translate this stuff properly to spanish because in my own language I can’t find anything worthy, and Spanish is a good source of insults but man, nobody records that shit xD not the real good stuff that’s not calling women bitches and men faggots, which is NOT okay and will not use. SO, ANYWAY, THE ADVENTURE. We went down the corridor the duergars sent us to and explored the bare minimum until we soon found a big room with a well and lots of bodies. All long dead people. We are like, okay, whatever, these are dead-dead not undead-dead, so let’s keep moving. And we find a room, and in the room there was a girl, and the girl was like oh no the dwarves kept me here captive help meee! And we’re like: I don’t trust this woman but we can’t see where the poop is so let’s check the room out. So the girl says that she’s afraid to be left alone, that there’s a ghost outside, and the new member of our group says OH A GHOST? I’M OFF TO SEE THAT BYE, so he goes to the big room full of corpses followed by the gnome rogue and the cleric so I think they’ll be okay. WRONG. The ghost shows up and attacks, then the girl TURNS INTO A DARN SUCCUBUS?? The lizardfolk almost shoots me an arrow but we hit her hard in the end, COULDN’T KILL HER THOUGH because she ran away and swore she’d find us again. WHAT. Serena didn’t give it much credit and thought she was just saying to make them scared. Lizardfolk was freaking out though. Apparently fiends did something very bad to his kind and there are no more like him, he’s the only survivor, he said. Then he started kicking shit off and I let him be. Meanwhile the other gnome was helping from another little room where he found shit from the people the monk who died a few episodes ago was looking for. But he didn’t say shit so *shrug*. At the same time all this went down, pirate-halfelf-gnome team are facing the ghost and they kick its ass but... he curses them and they age THIRTY YEARS. For the half elf is nothing, for the gnome is a bit bad because he was already kinda getting older. But the human was 32 apparently. He turned 62 all of a sudden and he was so shocked and sad he lost all his sass in a blink. I feel bad for him, I can’t imagine losing 30 critical years of my life I mean... what happens 30 to 60 seem like really fucking important things before you die? xD Holy fuck. Anyways, we get together, we try to think on what to do and then move on. We want to find a cleric to fix this shit, we want to get out of this place asap. So we go down the next corridor and don’t open any more fucking doors xD I hear stuff behind a few doors but after I tell my companions they prefer to just go right to the big ass door at the end. We reach the big door, we go there and, to noone surprise, from the one body that is in that chapel like room, a ghost rises. There’s the tomb we needed to find to basically take everything we could from, and at its sides bones that turned into zombie ogres xd Luckily, we beat them up real quick and save our asses. I’m so proud to say that, after all this fights the only time I got hit was when I basically died xD I wasn’t touched by the succubus, the ogres or the ghosts B) My cloud of daggers is AWESOME, did 14 with it once (it’s 4d4 hohoho). Anyways, I went to the tomb and took everything from it and gave my companions what they asked: -1200 gold pieces - forge hammer - big hammer although i was told it was not a war hammer but it was for the cleric lol - really pretty axe for the pirate. We were supposed to give the hammer to the duergars as part of the deal we made but honestly... I aint killing no dragon what.the.fuck. So might as well not keep the rest of the deal xddd

Also, we got the ring we were supposed to take back for our employer! I really want to buy Serena one pretty new instrument and maybe new pretty daggers and also lots of alcohol. Lots of alcohol my dudes, she wants to throw a party to celebrate SHE’S ALIVE BABEYYY. If we can get out without the duergars noticing lol.

And so, we are in the chapel now and need to plan how to get outta this place asap. We’ll see how that goes!

And I will look for a list of that good stuff to kill people with insults!