#zuzu 1

[m-r-moth]

who should i add to the giant group pic?

the silly little cats have gotten out of hand, i love them so much

(for the rest just search the catla tag on my blog)

[stars4krios]

Did I ever mention that Azula was also Spirit Gifted?

I changed the rules of spirit gifting a lil so now people that aren't from the spirit's patron nation can be gifted by them but it isn't like a requirements like regular spirit gifting is

[paiislley]

Zubat 🦇

[shitpostingkats]

Why are Zuzu and Sora always hanging around the warehouse. You guys this isn’t a play area this is where you saw a man get hospitalized.

[bestygogirl]

BEST YGO GIRL: Round 1, Group B

Match 1

Propaganda under the cut!

Yuzu Hiragi

The entire show would not work if the cast wasn't obsessed with her, and they're all right to stan her, literally gets Sora and Serena to defect from Academia with her sheer charisma, beat Masumi at their gay little rivalry, Yugo spends a few days with her and is ready to die for her, Yuya is simply just the loudest about adoring her And why not? She is so clever and determined, doing the most work out of anyone to figure out the myth plot. Actively trains to keep up with the rest of cast. Even when the universe is conspiring against her and trying to keep her down, she fucking headbutts Roger and tells him off or manifests to help save the world in the ultimate girlboss team-up that was the Arc V finale. Truly any dimension without her is worth upending. - The mysterious magical bracelet that isekai's her to different worlds, the Can-Do attitude, the cool poses (fusion summoning), the ADORABLE character design, AND she was 1/4 of a world-saving hero in the past?? If it weren't for the meddling writers, she would have been the main character

Entermate Uni

Wasn't submitted with any propaganda, but hopefully there will be some in the notes!

[words-for-cat-bracket]

round 1 - day 3 - 3 of 8

brought to you by: zuzu

kass (estonian) vs michito (spanish)

info and propawganda under the cut!

kass - no IPA provided

no propawganda provided

michito - no IPA provided

Is like michi but better because it's small

[zuzsenpai]

the amount of phone screen protectors I've gone through is unreal. I probably crack them two or three times a year. While the screen protectors absolutely do their job and my actual phone screen has never cracked in six and a half years... I'm beginning to wonder if I should change protector brands

[splatoon-character-of-all-time]

Round 1 Side B Match 14: Who's the best character?

[squishosaur]

wow the friendship cup is so friendly nothing bad is happening

[chiptrillino]

@thatwoodenguineapig Tags: "#that 'my scar is up here on my face' comment got me thinking#toph is *desperate* for Zuko to wear his slutty robes in front of the stuffiest earth Kingdom nobles#because their heartbeats are so funny as they panic about where to look#they can't stare at his chest and *objectify* the *fire lord*#they can't call attention to how inappropriate his attire is#but they can't stare at his face either#because it would be so rude to just be staring at his scar#just all the stuffy noble having conniptions about the fire lord#and toph is cackling in the background#the slutty robes are a power move the earth Kingdom cannot counter#king Bumi is immune and joins toph in her enjoyment of the spectacle"

this is probably the result when a freshly arrived representative, diplomat or simple politican ends up coming by and standing longer in the fire nation. toph doesn'T like stuffy politics party and this teeny tiny interaction between stuffy prude nobels first contact with fire nation fashion and the lord living it is the absolute delight of the night.

Would Zuko wear see-through robes for formal events? Is there anyone who could stop him?

why would Sokka do that

Yes and no. depends on the event, where he is and mostly the season.

He wouldn't ever wear see through robes for official meetings in the EK, and definitely not in the WT. primary the climate wouldn't allow it but also the concept of showing skin is a bit frowned upon nobles in the EK, maybe. Does zuko care? No, but he is here to get his job done and not keep on remembering people that 'excuse you, my scar is up here in my face'.

I personally don't think the fire nation has a problem with nudity in rural aerials or among the common folks. If the weather allows it. It can get hot, it can get humid. Especially on the costal arias at ports, where lots of fishing or life revolves on being close to the water, you see fisherman chilling in the shade in nude. Or a woman having striped off her top while she does the laundry in the river.

Nobles are of course... again a bit more prude. But Ursa used to be a simple farmers' child, and I like to think that the sneaking away is a habit that zuko copied from her. Going through the marked with his mom holding her hand, not as nobles, just simple people. Eating greasy food and way to sweat treats. Watching the life just happening.

Then his "I have to be perfect crown prince" face kicks in. followed by the mess of Agni Kai and banishment time.

jee can sunbathe nude in the middle of the deck. No uncle you can't, you should behave according to your status!!!

I like to think that after years of, you know... propaganda and military entering every single household. The fire nation grew more free and living became more enjoyable. Looser robes, maybe thinner see through fabrics. Just away from everything that remains of the oppressive, restrictive time. Letting in more sunshine.

[sinsydia]

Do you have any headcanons for Sebastian's tattoos?

Yes! In total 13.

1. weird smiley face where the nose was a mole (his right side of ribcage) that Sam tattooed. 2. A butterfly. Abigail tattooed this one.

3. D20 dice mostly dedicated to Sam and their nights playing DnD. :3

4. "Farmer" tattoo. 5. Krobus. 6. synthesizer keyboard. 7. junimo tattoo. 8. A witch.

9. frog with a wizard hat.

10. upside down umbrella filled with rain water and a frog peeking out of the collected water with a rain cloud above it.

11. A tattoo dedicated to one of his favorite movies: Mysterium

12. He has a back tattoo dedicated to the mountains.

13. And finally, a robin. Dedicated to his mum :3

Thanks for asking! Here's a sebastian/sam/abigail at zuzu tattoo shop to go along with your ask 🖤

[thefandomthings]

Zuko x reader

"That's not what I meant, and you know it."

Betrayal

Hurt prompt #11: "That's not what I meant, and you know it."

Pairing: Zuko x F/Gn!reader

Warnings: Angst, No comfort, Established relationship, !!SPOILERS¡¡, Takes place in Book 2. Ep. 18

Notes: Oh boy, I have so many avatar requests, it's amazing. Thank you guys for participating in my event it makes me so happy! Tell me if y'all want a part 2.

Prompt Event Part 1 Part 2

All you felt was pain, deep inside your chest. Watching your boyfriend take sides against the avatar once again was brutal. What made it even worse was Iroh was to be imprisoned, you would hold the same fate if you were captured.

You stood next to Katara and Aang, Azula and Zuko on the opposite side of the cave. Azula held the same malicious grin on her face, watching the three of you with smugness.

"My, my Y/n. You seem so down, how sad." She mocks you with a slight chuckle. Zuko gives her a glare, his eyes wandering back to you. They are full of guilt, pleading for forgiveness from you. Practically begging you to understand why he did it, to come with him.

"Leave Y/n alone, Azula." Zuko grunts, getting in a fighting stance with his sister. Azula clicks her tongue and rolls her eyes at her brother.

"They're the enemy now, Zuzu. Can't protect them forever." Azula laughs, blue fire erupting from her fists.

The blue flurries of fire woosh past you fastly. Katara quickly blocks the fire with her water. Using her octopus arms she slashes and whips at Azula, both going back and forth. The ground beneath the five of you shakes and cracks.

Aang and Zuko are going at it hand to hand. You watch out of the corner of your eye as Zuko takes a hit by Aangs wind, sending him flying back into one of the crystal pillars. Your heart stops, skipping a beat as Zuko groans.

You curse under your breath and run towards him, Aang is calling your name frantically. You slid against the rock surface and get the few rocks that landed on Zuko off. He lets out a huff of air, the weight of the rock off of his chest allowing him to breath.

He's quick to sit up, using his hands, he does a walk over away from you. Your heart felt like it was stabbed, watching as he gets in a protective stance. He knows you'd never hurt him on purpose, and he'd never hurt you.

"Why are you doing this, Zuko? Why are you so desperate to gain your honor back?" Your voice is meek, tears gathering at your waterline, blurring his figure.

"You know why I have to, Y/n. This is my chance to prove to my father I am worthy."

Zukos heart physically aches, seeing your tears making him question everything. He never wanted to hurt you, never wanted to put strain on your relationship. You're his everything, you've been with him since the beginning along with Iroh. Loving him even when he didn't love himself.

"But Zuko, when you get home and see your father, will he even except you? What if he hurts you again, or what if he tries to kill you?" You plead, knowing this isn't him. He's just confused and fighting himself.

Zuko stays quiet, thinking over your words carefully. You have a point. His father could easily do all of those things, Azula to. Does he really want to go through with this? Having Uncle imprisoned, possibly you too?

He closes his eyes tightly, fists clenched at his side. He lets out a long breath, salty tears slide down his cheeks as he looks back up at you again.

"He won't. I'm sorry Y/n. You can't change my mind. I'm going home." He lifts his fists back into a defensive stance, hands trembling.

"Please...Please forgive me."

You let out a strangled sob at his words, heart clenching and shattering. Zuko grits his teeth, holding back his own cries.

"Get out of here, before Azula realizes I haven't killed you." Without realizing it, Zuko was beside you. Taking you into his arms, he holds you as close as he can. His lips pressing multiple kisses to your head. His nose buried in your hair, taking in your shampoo scent one last time.

"Does this mean you don't love me anymore? Since you're leaving?" You asked, face hidden in his neck, tears hitting his skin like rain. Zuko squeezes you softly, kissing the apples of your cheeks.

"That not what I meant, Y/n. And you know it." He pulls away from you, taking a few steps back to create distance.

Water then wraps around his waist sending him flying. You scream his name as Katara takes you in her arms. You sob holding onto Katara as she sees you down.

"It'll be alright, Y/n. I promise." She hugs you tightly, the sound of wind echos in the cave as Aang enters the avatar state. Suddenly lighting cracks, blue electricity shoots towards Aang. Shooting into his back like a spear.

"AANG!" You and Katara race towards him, watching as he falls, his body is lifeless. Katara catches him, tears falling from her eyes. You use your bending to keep the three of you protected as Katara holds Aang and bends up the waterfall.

Zuko watches as the love of his life disappears. He lets out a sob, his fist pounding the ground.

He's sorry. So, so sorry. He never wanted to hurt you, cause you this much pain. Yet he has, and he might never, ever be able to fix it.

He hopes you're safe, and he'll come and find you when the time is right before it's to late.

[bbkoolkatz]

part 3! | part 1 part 2

synopsis: he has a lot to say... so he takes you out on a date

pairing: former professor Izuku Midoriya x fem! reader.

cw: FEMALE READER! porn in writing form lol!, sexual activities, mentions of an age gap, emotional moments, profanity, overstimulation, multiple orgasms (both), explicit descriptions of private areas!, oral (giving), very few embarrassing moments, usage of words like; pussy, cunt, dick & cock, highly exaggerated sex descriptions... I can't remember everything so lemme know if I missed anything.

3.1k+ blurb words!

the smau part is in zuzu's POV 'cause there's a lot he didn't say... wuss. MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!! everyone else, keep ur clothes on and ENJOY!

for 20 minutes and counting, you've been sitting pretty at a round mahogany table, in the most elegant looking chinese restaurant you've ever been to, waiting for your green haired, former professor, now date, to show up.

your nerves vibrated your entire body as you straightened the silverware, repositioned the candles, and refilled your glass with water more than three times, fiddling with anything to distract yourself from the butterflies in the pit of your belly... then finally-

"hi! sorry to keep you waiting," izuku grinned, freckled cheeks lightly tinted pink, as he strode toward you hugging a huge bouquet of flowers, "i didn't know which ones you liked so... i got them all," eyes creasing as he sheepishly laughed.

"they're beautiful," you smiled, standing to properly greet him. his right palm slid across the width of your lower back, warm, pulling you into his chest. so warm.

"you're beautiful," he murmured, "i- well i mean, you look beautiful! b-because you are!" fumbling his compliment as he awkwardly walked you back to your shared table.

"thank you," you blushed, giggling at his stammering as you hid behind the menu. though he was older than you are, there was this boyish glow that enveloped him, as he smiled at you and you swore you could see a soft glow, radiating off him.

dinner went on and conversation sparked, carrying on from 'how was your day' to reminiscing about college, to topics completely unrelated, but neither of you brought that thing up. you wanted to ask though... you ached to know why. why what? why everything...

after dinner and an... interesting staring competition, he invited you back to his place, an offer you couldn't bring yourself to refuse even if you tried.

he pulled into his driveway, rushed around his car and ever the gentleman opened the door for you, insisting that you didn't lift those dainty manicures, as he was guiding you out and straight through the front doors of his home, mismatched bouquet tight in your embrace. he watched as your heels crunch against the stone walkway with every step, all the way to his front door.

now he took a closer look, on his knees in front of you. "want me to take 'em off?" he asked, looking up at you, with wide hopeful eyes, his fingers fidgeting with the strap on your ankle, "they look beautiful... i don't really want 'em off..." his fingers trailed up your calves, a tingling sensation, that pulled breathy shudders past your lips.

"then leave them on," you murmured, and he slowly rose to your face, hands never leaving your body, running up the sides, tugging at fabric of your dress, all the way to your semi exposed back.

"can i kiss you?" he asked, in almost a whisper, as if he was scared you'll turn him down, despite being so touchy feely. you nodded, raising your arms to pull him in by the neck as you draped them around him, "thank you."

his tongue wasted no time in breaking past your painted lips, to explore the unfamiliar territory and fight yours for dominance. whimpers and heaving breaths, fogged your vision as you blinked, trying to get a glimpse of him so close to you, with his hands moving up your neck to steady himself. oh fuuuck

breathless, you held onto his tie -two shades darker than his eyes- as you took in his blissed out expression. your lipstick smeared over his lips ajar, that wanted nothing more than to crash back against yours, eyes half lidded as he leaned in again, caging you against his front door.

"more," he whimpered, "i want so, so much more," picking you up so your hips rested on his lower abdomen, hands gripping onto your plush thighs, as he worked his waist between them.

he walked over to his couch, like you weighed nothing and plopped down, biting and sucking on your bottom lip, hungry, as he groped your ass that he sneeked glimpses at in that god forsaken dress, designed to make him rock fucking hard under you as you instinctively grind yourself down against his thighs, squeezing in his dress pants.

"izu-" you mumbled between the sloppy kiss, "wait- hmf," kiss drunk, he couldn't hear you, he grabbed your hips, rocking his under, so your slick, warm cunt, covered in a pretty little pair of lace panties, was resting right on his raging hard on. "haa~ wait!" you manage to squeak out, pulling back for just a moment, earning a low whine from him.

"wh-what's wrong?" he panicked, still heaving, "did i go too far?" he looked disappointed in himself-

"no! you didn't... it's just," you picked at the buttons on his shirt, "is this what you want?" you hesitated to ask, "if you're only doing this because you still feel bad about rejecting me a few months ago then-"

"what?" he interrupted, face contorting into an unusual confused expression, "is that how i made it look?" adjusting himself to sit up straight, "i'm sorry, i thought i was pretty obvious with how much i wanted you..." he chuckled, nervously reaching to ruffle his green tuffs of hair behind his head. your cheeks flushed at his words, that rolled oh so effortlessly off his tongue and he took a calming breath, "i'm not here because of guilt, dove. i'm here —with you, on my sofa, in my living room— because i want you." brushing stray strands of your hair aside.

"i- i assumed that you were, um..." you mumbled, lightly tugging at his collar, "i'm sorry too, for thinking that way." you sighed, resting your glaringly smaller hands on his chest, "i just never thought that we'd... y'know, reach anywhere past texting and lunch or coffee dates." chuckling softly, finally revealing what's been on your mind.

"i've hated myself for reacting the way that i did that night..." he admitted, rubbing little circles on your soft legs, straddling his waist, "not a day went by where i didn't wish i handled things differently... i wanted to tell how much i've wanted to hear those words from you," he rested his head in the crook of your neck, "i wanted to ask you then and there to be mine... but i couldn't— i couldn't bring myself to admit my feelings and..." you felt something running down your neck to your chest, warm. tears... "and i hurt you... i'm really, really sorry-"

"i know, i know you are." you comforted, stroking your fingers through his thick waves of hair, "it's okay, i'm here now," cradling him into your chest. "look at me," you raised his head, cupping his tear streaked cheeks in your hands, "i'm here. and i'm all yours if you'll have me- mph!"

he cut you off with a kiss, "i'll more than have you," he whispered, "and not for sex -i mean that too but- i'll have you. i want you, to be with me." he sniffled, "i want to come home to your scent in my living room after a long day at work," he mumbled, "i want your face to be the first thing i wake up to, snug in my sheets," hesitating as his mouth hung open to continue, "i want to take care of you, for as long as you'll let me." you gently rubbed his cheek, smearing his eye fluids across them as they flowed, feeling your own eyes sting.

"mm- kinda hurts that you thought i'd stoop that low though," he teased, pouting as he placed his warm palms in the curve of your waist and you smacked his shoulder.

"can't blame me for thinking like that.." you murmured, earning yet another peck on your ruined, red stained covered lips. "i want that too, izuku. i want you." you reached down to undo his belt, "all of you."

shifting under you again, he resumed his man spreading and you shimmied down between his legs and pulled his all might boxers over his bulge. your eyes widened, as his thick, veiny cock sprung free. holy fuck your jaw was on the fucking floor... he's been casually walking around with this in his pants??

"if you keep staring at me like that, i won't be able to help myself much longer..." he crooned, hanging his head back as you rubbed his leaky, reddish tip against your swollen lips, kissing your way down the length, feeling each ridge as you dragged your tongue all the way back up.

"f-uck," he gasped, bringing a hand to the back of your head, to fuck his throbbing dick past your plump, teasing lips. " 'm sorry baby, -hngh- i need to feel your throat a-round me, -agh!" his moans were delicious, soft breathy gasps and grunts egging you on, as you not so steadily bobbed your head up and down between his legs, in repetitive motion.

"gwak- mmhf!" you gagged, nose nuzzling against his pelvis as your eyes squeezed shut. you swallowed, feeling his hot pulsing cock, shoot slimy, warm ropes of cum, coating the walls of your throat, with drool slipping past the corners of your mouth to run down your chin, as you slurped for air. you rapidly tap his thigh for him to raise your head, coughing as your airways were free to breathe.

"you-" he panted, "you okay?" and asked as he wiped away a string of saliva from the corner of your mouth, leading back to his fat glistening tip.

"i'm fine," you heaved, "just needed some air," giggling at his little frown and pouty face. he leaned forward, and locked your lips in another frantic, hot and heavy kiss.

"let me return the favor," he pleaded, savoring the salty taste he left on your tongue. you shook your head turning down that glorious offer...

"i'm impatient..." you exhaled, "you can um, return the favor some other time?" the ache between your legs becoming unbearable. he was disappointed for a moment... "please izuku?" you unbuttoned his shirt, tracing the pads of your fingertips over his well sculpted chest.

"okay-okay," he sighed, surrendering and in one swift motion you were under him, his muscular thighs spreading yours apart as he grinds his hips against you, he reached down to tug at the thin, wet fabric covering your slick cunt. "you're so wet," he cooed, rubbing two fingers between your soft, inviting folds.

"what else did you -haah- expect?" you hissed, as he sunk them into your velvety walls, squelching with every pump as his thumb rubbed perfectly harsh circles on your clit. he chuckled at your pinched eyebrows, while you tried to hold in whatever you could, of your moans.

"don't," he hummed, "don't hold back, moan for me," working his fingers faster, pulling said moans from your throat, "there ya go." drinking in your sultry sounds as your back arched, almost crescent like, under him. "think you're ready enough for me, dove?"

you nodded frantically, "eager much?" he teased. "shut up," you fussed, giggling as he leaned in to leave a quick peck of a kiss to your soft intoxicating lips. god he couldn't get enough...

"you look absolutely gorgeous in that dress love, but... please take it off," he demanded, sitting back in the cushions as he looked you over, "the heels stay on." your limbs ceased at his low growls of his orders, as you crawled off the couch to stand, slowly removing the straps from your shoulders, and letting the silk fall to your feet, where -by demand- your heels shined against your skin.

"holy fucking shit..." he pulled you toward him, "i'm having... thoughts... that are way beyond sinful right now..." letting his hands roam all over your smooth, naked body, tracing every curve, dip and crevice with his fingers that were previously stirring your insides.

"ready baby?" he breathed, pushing your knees back to squish against your tits, sprawling you out for him to get a good long look your dewy pussy lips, dripping with anticipation and you nod, "tell me again," he pleaded, "tell me that you want this... that you want me."

his eyes were glossed over, impatient to hear your affirmation, "i want you," you whined, "only you, zuku," oh great heavens, the way you say his name made him feel like he was on cloud fucking nine. he softly prods his tip past your barrier, huffing and puffing, as he physically tried to hold himself back from plowing you into his couch. "i-its okay izu- hngh, you can be a- a little rough with me."

"you're so -ahh- warm, dove," he hummed, with shallow thrusts, stretching your pretty pink cunt around his girth. you bit your lip, as your hips bucked, biting back gutteral moans as his thrusts picked up.

who would've thought that he was capable of folding you in such a sinful way, while desperately pumping you full of his steamy cock? absofuckinglutely no one...

"it's s-so much better than shlick i imagined," he grunted, moaning after every thrust, sweat beading on his forehead as he looked down at your lust ridden face.

"o-oh? you've thought about f-fucking me?" you moaned, a sultry tone leaving your throat, to tease his ear canals, "more than i'd like to admit," he smirked, leaving tender kisses down your cheek to your jaw, sucking wet little maroon marks on the soft, supple skin of your neck.

-

plap after plap, izuku's making sure your sloppy, hot cunt remembers each mouth watering inch of his dick, from tip to hilt.

three... he ripped three orgasms from your throbbing, wet core, whimpering, 'one more,' ... 'please baby, just one more' ... fuckin liar, he's insatiable, with his pussy-drunk and lust driven self, as his hip bones smacked against your inner thighs, rutting into your gloopy walls.

" s so sen-si-tiiiveee, zukuuu, -ahh~"

"i know baby, i knowww, one more~" he cooes, slowing his thrusts to grind his reddened tip, against your bruising cervix, peppering your neck with soft, tantilizing kisses, "'m close, dove... so-fuckin'-close," moving his thin pink lips to nip at your collarbone and suck on your perky nipples, "cumforme-mmfh" he mumbled against your skin. your pussy dramatically clenched around him, spasming around his slick, cum coated cock.

"i c-can't!" you chanted, digging your nails into his flexing back muscles, izuku was hitting you deep, making your cunt squelch with the way he positioned his hips to pound down into your gooey walls.

"shh-shh-shh yesss you can, dove-" he coaxed, messily smearing previous creampies all over your swollen, sensitive clit, "i can feel you c-lenching -haah- around me, you've got -hngh- one more in you," taking a handful of your bouncey tits to squeeze between his fingers.

"'m gonna -mhf!-" he muffled your moan, tongue shoving past your teeth in a slippery, saliva laden kiss as he rode you through your high, quivering and whimpering into your mouth.

"thaaat's it baby," he moaned, "there we go," an almost whisper near your ear, as his hips sloppily slowed down, and his body slump over yours, "i'm here, i'm here," he soothes your soft whines and twitching legs, as he raked his fingers through his dark waves of hair, sticking to his forehead as he slowly pulled out of you, taking a nice long look at his work.

"d-dont stare!" you blushed, embarrassed at how bold he's become with you. though you couldn't help yourself, your own eyes drifting down his sweaty, chiseled body, stopping as you're met with his still erect dick...

"don't stare," he chuckled, plopping down on the bed next to you. when on earth did you end up in his bed? only god knows... unfortunately...

"you're still- um..." you pointed downward, avoiding eye contact.

"oh! yeah i- uhh -i'll take care of it after," he blushed, laughing it off, "right now i'm taking care of you," he rolled off the bed, heading to his bathroom.

you layed there, sprawled on his bed. "well that just happened..." you muttered to yourself, rolling onto your side as you giggled like a school girl that got her crush's attention... oh...

"c'mon," izuku's voice called you out of your thoughts, as he held out a hand to help you off his sex stained sheets. your legs were trembling, almost numb to control, "take your time love, there's no rush," he hummed, guiding you to his bathroom, where he had a warm bath running.

you raised one of your shaky legs, carefully submerging it in the comfort of the warm water, sighing as it soothed your sore muscles. "thank you," he sighed in pure bliss, gently rubbing your shoulders from behind as you layed back into his chest.

"for what?" you murmured, tilting your head to the side, to face him.

"everything," he started, repositioning you against him, "for letting me take care of you," he brought a handful of water up to your hair, "for taking care me, earlier," he paused, and it felt as if the world paused with him. "and thank you for giving me this chance with you."

the water sloshed as you turned around to look at him completely. his eyes were glossed over with tears that threatened to fall, hair slicked back with water and you can see the creases in his eyebrows as they furrowed. you smiled which only made him look back at you confused. "you're welcome then." you teased, nuzzling into his side.

he laughed, voice still a little raspy from earlier as he hugged you close. "will you be my girlfriend?" he blurted out, and you immediately shot up, accidentally splashing some water in his face.

"are you seriously asking me that right now?" you dead panned, holding back a laugh as sputtered.

"i didn't wanna ask earlier, in the heat of the moment because neither of us were thinking straight-"

"so you weren't thinking straight when you were folding me in half on your couch?" you quipped, enjoying this newfound love for his flustered reactions.

"no! yes?- i mean i was thinking straight!" he panicked, waving his hands around, "i just- um... needed you to be thinking straight," he babbled as he continued, sounding more like a question rather than a statement as he fidget with his fingers under the water.

"yes."

"yes?" he raised an eyebrow.

"yes!" you said again, grinning like an idiot as he threw his arms around you.

"yes!" he repeated in disbelief, quickly smothering you with kisses all over your squished face. "i love you," he exhaled, resting his forehead on yours. did your heart just stop beating? 'cause you sure as hell thought it did.

"you... love me?" it was your turn to sit in disbelief while he awkwardly smiled at you. and he nodded, taking your hand in his, "always have." confirming your ears wasn't playing tricks on you, and your lips curled into another wide, idiotic grin.

"i love you too! izuku!" ꨄ

can you tell I got lazy at the end? ha ha haaaaaaa....

mlist!

[cvnt4him]

..............................................

It doesn't make any sense to him, really.

How did you, the same person he, not that'd it even come up in conversation, helplessly.... 'massaged' himself a little too 'roughly' until he blew his load, how did you have him like this? You were towering over him on his bed as he held your hips, bucking into you, god he needs you so bad. You felt that and you ate it up. You loved the fact he needed you.

The room was filled with hot breaths and moans accompanied by groans and whines occasionally, it was a little misunderstanding really, you had never intended to get the #1 hero all hot and bothered while spending the day with him for your little vlog.

"SPENDING THE DAY WITH THE #1 HERO!!!"

The title of your YouTube video, you just wanted to meet him is all, and when he dm'd YOU, for a colab? You were over the moon!! You'd wanted to meet him for so long!! Maybe at a meet n greet, or some kind of convention, or anything else but no, he wanted to colab with you.

You were in another state at the time, filming in case you have some kind of posting material, when he told you you'd be flying in his very own private jet??? Yeah what kind of Wattpad fanfic is this?? This doesn't just happen in real life, and yet it did, to you.

The way he hugged you for the first time like he loved the warmth you aid to him, like your body was just what he needed, craved. God if only you knew what slutty dirty things he did to himself thinking of you that night, you'd be so disgusted in him!!

Or would you?

That question was all that clouded poor zuzus thoughts as he studied and observed you very closely as you spent your time together.

"we'll be staying in my penthouse! It's pretty big so you can have your own room until I fly you back out to New York!! If that's alright with you, of course."

He spoke to you in the sweetest, calmest, voice ever, his words so hypnotic, he hadn't realized you'd practically been under his spell for so long, this really was the dream, meeting your celebrity crush, STAYING WITH HIM?? You're sleeping, in his very own house. penthouse, that is.

You two played games, watched movies, and you asked him questions his very own fans would've loved to have known. And he shared every detail with you, with pure utter truth laced in his words. Everything he told you was true, because he felt he couldn't lie to you. You were so pure!! Such an angel! You didn't deserve to be lied to or harmed, ever!

"and that was 'spending the day with izuku midoriya'!!' you say as you end your video with your normal 'like n subscribe' shit and turn your camera off sighing at how much footage you'll have to edit and keep to yourself, but hey at least you got a day with your husband out of it!!

He looked at you, observingly, as you sigh and out your hand in the back of your neck in a tired sense.

"man you don't know how tiring it really is being an influencer, haha!" You joke.

He chuckled lightly, gaze still locked on you, your hands, how much smaller they are in comparison to his, how soft they are, how well you'd please him with them.

He really didn't want his mind going there with you, honest! It was never his intentions!! But how could he help himself? You were just so mesmerizing, corrupting. Izuku had never been such a pervert before he'd looked at your beautiful face!

So really, these thoughts, his growing erection that painfully twitches behind his zipper, the amount of precum leaking from his already needy and ready cock, it's your fault. All your fault.

If you hadn't looked so good, spoke to him with a honey like voice, with such a sultry tone, he wouldn't have gotten these thoughts! He wouldn't have gotten this hard.

So yeah, when he stood and glided behind you and put his hands on your shoulder, rubbing and massaging the tense area, causing a low moan to rip right out of you, which he heard and accepted, there was no way, in any way, any if this could even remotely be his fault!

He was just giving you what he knew you needed, a nice relaxing massage. Like the one he gave himself 2 weeks ago listening to the sound of your drunken voice and slurred words as you fan girls over meeting him, how much you loved his suit and how sexy you really thought he was, it's a shame you hadn't actually gotten to see him in his hero suit much today, maybe some other time!

He continued to massage you little whimpers escaping you from the rough yet gentle motions of his heavy, warm, hands, the way his hands trailed up to your neck then back down to your shoulders, it felt so amazing, you couldn't help but close your eyes and let him control you.

You hadn't realized it at first, but this slut really was pressing his oh so hard cock right up against your back, and he.. was he moaning?

The sounds of this grown adult man, whimpering lightly above you, grinding his weeping cock, against your back like some teenaged virgin, made your eyes shoot wide open, you didn't move, you say there, listening and being patient to assure this was what was actually happening.

Once you were sure, you quickly whipped your body around to look at him with a smirk, he jumped in confusion and terror, he was so afraid that you had caught onto what he was doing, and you did.

You scoffed, and looked him up and down, eyes trailing back down to his hard on them widening at the heavy amount of precum that left his still twitching cock.

Damn, well at least you knew his cock was thick and strong enough to make his pants move along with his cock.

"had you really thought I didn't notice the way you were grinding against me like a slut?"

He whimpered opening and closing his mouth like a goldfish. It was never his intentions!!! Honest!! Why won't you believe him! This is your fault anyways!! Take responsibility!

He thought of what he wanted to say, opening his mouth before being completely shut down by you, as you laughed out loud at the sight in front of you, his eyes were glossy, his cock was still twitching, and his hair was slightly messy, was he really gonna cum against your back?

"wow, I idolized a hero, a man known for his big bright smile, a smile that could save a man's life. And yet, here he is, rubbing his disgusting cock against his acquaintance, not even, technically a business partner. I never knew you were such a dirty, pathetic, slut."

He looked at you in horror, fuck. He really was a slut. And damn did it get him so hot and bothered when you called him one, the way you spat venom with each word that left your beautifully glossed lips, a smirk still painted upon your features, and you scoff once more.

He looked as if he was gonna cry, really he did, you laughed at that.

"are you really gonna cry because I caught you, being a dirty whore? God, you really are pathetic."

You laughed again, but you hadn't known, the real reason he was gonna cry was because, yeah sure, he was humiliated and embarrassed, but he was teary eyed because he was enjoying it. He knew he was a slut, only slits enjoy being degraded in such ways, with such hurtful names, he enjoyed it so much his cock started leaking again.

You wiped a tear that left your eye from the belly laugh you just had, as you sigh with a smile still on your face, you look at him in his eyes as he instantly looked away, covering his face with his arm.

"This is your fault.."

He said to you, in the softest, sluttiest, shakiest voice he could muster up.

It really was pathetic you almost busted out laughing again, but you'd thought you'd spare him the extra embarrassment.

You were curious on what he meant by 'your fault'.

"whatever do you mean, midoriya?"

You ask blessing him with the beautiful sound of you calling him by his last name.

He couldn't even look at you, let alone speak. He sighed, arm still covering his red, sweaty, freckled face.

So he asks himself again, how did you, manage to get on top of him, stroking his leaky, dribbling cock as he moans and writhes underneath you, you had demanded he tie himself up with black whip and he obeyed without a word. He needed this and you loved that.

You had been edging him for an hour now, he hadn't came but he felt like he could, all he wanted to do was cum for you, all he wanted was to please you, be inside of you!

You were really bullying and torturing him for basically defending himself against your forceful will. You were the one who started rubbing your neck as your shirt draped off of your shoulder.

You did this to him, and yet he's being punished? It wasn't fair! He didn't deserve to be edged and tortured by your, just as predicted, soft, smaller than, hands, the way you held his thick cock with both of your hands, your fingers not being able to touch around his slightly veined length, he loved how much you enjoyed getting him off like this, hell just blatantly torturing him, so you endured it for a little while longer, for you.

His pants and boxers had been ruined with his precum, you had discarded them long ago, you rub your hands up and down his cock in painfully fast strokes, it hurt so bad all he could do was sob underneath you and arch up into your touch.

His leaky cock just wouldn't stop leaking, giving you more precum every time you gave his pretty glossed cock a full stroke, you rubbed the tip of his cock repeatedly, rubbing and smearing his sticky precum around the head of his cock, earning a loud whine from him, he was putty in your pretty, manicured hands.

"do you want it, big boy? Does my big strong man need it? Need to cum?~" you tease and coo to him in a baby like voice, with pouty lips, laughing at his reactions to this, he nodded eagerly with little 'yes please's and 'mhm!'s leaving his plump lips that had been chewed to the point its practically numb.

You continued your fast strokes before pulling both your hands away laughing at his body leaning forward for your touch, the sobs and heavy tears that leave his body are genuinely so cute.

He wanted to cum so badly, he needed it! How could you be so cruel!

"please.. please! Let me.. make me cum!! Mommy~..."

He whined with a string of pleas leaving his mouth as he sobs helplessly begging for the release he needed, he could taste, he just needed you to get him there.

Oh?

That's new? And actually, oddly fucking hot, you'd never been called mommy before, you actually fucking liked it.

"what's that, pretty boy?"

He hadn't meant for it to slip! It just did! He felt far too good in the given moment and had to beg for his release which you still haven't graced upon him.

He whined and looked away, you scoff and think, how will you get him to call you mommy again?

Oh, that's right, bargaining!

"alright, midoriya, let's make a deal. You call me mommy again, no, beg for me, whilst calling me mommy, and I'll let you come, promise."

He listened, he liked the way that sounded.

He gulped down hard, look at you with those big die eyes of his, batting away tears threatening to spill from him, as he sighed shakily.

"please... mommy?" Was all he gave, his voice whispered as he looked up at you with tired pleading eyes,he sighed frowning deeply as he was sticky in sweat and his own pre, his cock still twitching and aching, he needed it but he wasn't going to make you give it to him, he truly was a good boy!!

You sighed, satisfied with what he'd given you, and you finally, granted him with the sweet relief of cumming his brains out, which he did, beautifully as he shook and turned and sobbed begging for the sweet release while you stroked his cock in a hurried pace, you were glad you'd given him the sweet and savory release he needed.

"good boy."

Was all you said as he rolled his eyes back and shot thick, white, planks of his hot white cum all over your hands, shirt, and all over his own chest, he always came a lot, so this was expected from him, however you, you hadn't expected there to be this much, and hell he was stilk cumming, little drips of his white seed still spilling from his overstimulated, twitching, cock now softening in you palm as you petted his thick girth it lying limp in your hand.

He sighed in relief, he'd finally cum and was spent, all he wanted now was to cuddle the cause of his explosion of an orgasm.

Which you granted, you hadn't expected to start dating after this, but you'd better believe you'd be meeting like this again. He vowed that he'd bend you over every surface he had to, to get you obsessed and brain dead with his cock, it belonged to you.

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AN; I feel like this is pretty good, now that I'm for the most part well rested and not in a mood, I think I wrote this well enough! Enjoy babes<33

Taggies!!; @lovelykil, @heromissy, @v3n7s, @lily-sinclair-2006

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Shrimpy Chronicles

gif: ghibli-gifs

Perhaps Floyd had been prophetic when he first called you 'Little Shrimpy'. Now you spend your days, living under the sea with your husbands (yes, plural) as a fully fledged shrimpmer. What sort of troubles and bliss will you get up to now?

A series of works in which You/Yuu become a merperson to live under the sea with your new family.

(Gender-neutral with no chronological order unless stated in the works themselves)

Tentatively accepting requests for this collection

Rules

Anyone can use this collection as inspiration for their own works! Tag as #shrimpy chronicles and tag me in so I can read all your stories!

All request will vary from ask to asks, but wll at least be headcanons at the minimum. If a longer request is made, it may take longer to be completed.

You can also indicate if you want fluff, hurt/comfort, suggestive, nsfw etc.

Collections is mainly dedicated to Tweels x Reader, but is open and welcomes asks for Octopolycule, including but limited to works featuring Jade/Floyd x Azul/Reader or Azul x Reader. Can include other Canon x Canon/Reader ships if it makes sense within the main collection.

Reader will default to gender-neutral pronouns in all works.

🦐shrimpy chronicles masterlist🦐

art:

babies (colored)

babies

explanations (varies):

hybrid children

shrimp yuu species

how many kids?

fics (3k+):

First Mating Season (NSFW!Jade Leech x Shrimpmer!Reader X Floyd Leech)

one-shots (1-3k):

Shrimpy Chronicles: The Drop-Off (Background Octopolycule x Reader (Main: Dad!Jade and OC!Daughter))

Ama and the Sun (Octopolycue x Shrimpmer!Reader (Main: Azul x Reader))

The Delights of being "Zuzu" (Platonic!Azul, background Tweels x Reader)

headcanons (<1k):

Jamil and Riddle's worst nightmare

bad dating advice

wailing parents and clingy siblings

pining azul (unknowing polycule member)

clingy shrimp fries

size differences

shrimp fries like to hide

fries' diet

grandparents

big family

grim and the fries

azul's hatchling

adding to the polycule

beryl needs triplet siblings

lifespan milestones

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kenta tweeting from his 3ds PLEASE

What if Initial D characters had twitter?

just some fake posts on what I imagine it would be like if the initial d characters had twitter!