#a'ight imma head out

[bending-sickle]

if i can’t make myself go on a walk for my own mental worms then maybe i can make myself go on a walk so i can take photos of thingies for mutuals

#a'ight imma head out #randomness #been listening to too much dar williams and Not Crying while i organize my fic notes (so many. send help.)

[diamondborn]

alyssa , seeing the shirtless men : . . . I know ya’cold as hell —

#mobile / #⋆｡° ❝ a'ight imma head out. ┊ dash stuff. #( HDKSHFKSJF THERE’S MY CONTRIBUTION ) #( APPARENTLY EVERYWHERE IS COLD BC NEW YORK IS IN HER LOGIC )

[marvelfanfics1]

How do you think cg!Rafe would react to little!reader who has had a really bad day and is very deep in littlespace?

I'm not really happy with how this turned out but I tried 😭

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You both had been invited to some family gathering by Rafe's dad. It was a fancy restaurant and many relatives were there which already made you nervous because you had the urge to be little since you woke up but decided to push that away for the sake of Rafe not canceling, knowing he would do that in a heartbeat but you wanted to impress his family since you still felt out of place any time at one of the Cameron's gatherings and decided not to tell him.

Everything had gone smoothly until you went to use the restroom. Sitting in your stall you could hear two of his cousins talking bad about you. You tried holding back your tears but the second you heard the door shut again your feelings poured over.

You didn't know how long you had been sitting there sobbing, that fuzzy feeling you get when you're at the verge of slipping having you shake your head.

"No, no, no...not now- be big. Imma big girl-" You mumbled to yourself, getting up and checking if anyone is there before you went to look at yourself in the mirror, scolding yourself. "Stop being a baby."

If Rafe could hear you right now. Lord have mercy. He would scold you even more for disrespecting your little self.

When you were sure your crying stopped you wiped away the remaining tears and took a deep breath. Leaving the restroom you suddenly bumped into someones chest, looking up you sighed when it was da- Rafe.

"You were gone for a while, you okay?" He asked and even though you nod he knew you were lying, your puffy and red eyes giving you away. He just let it go for now as the evening is almost over and you both just wanted to get over with it.

Later in the car you were silent, just looking out the window and playing with the end of your soft pink dress. Rafe glanced your way and sighed.

"Look, I- I know something happened earlier and don't say 'it's nothing' because when you cried about it's- it's not nothing, a'ight? So, tell me."

You just shook your head, not in the mood to talk anymore today. The only thing you wanted now was to wrap yourself in a blanket and sleep.

He wanted to press the subject further, placing his hand on your thigh to give you some assurance but you only shrugged his hand off and Rafe then slowly figured that you may have slipped the second you got in the car and that you're probably just tired and overstimulated from everything.

"Okay, I understand. Let's- we'll talk about it later." He said and you didn't give him any sign of acknowledgement, looking out the window again.

Back at home you completely shut down, quickly making your way to the bedroom, grabbing your lamb stuffie and curled up under the covers. All the big emotions you felt having frustrated tears flowing down your cheeks again.

Rafe came in a few minutes later and smirked, not obvious to the situation and sat down by your side, pulling the bedsheets off your head and is instantly worried by your tears, his eyes widen.

"Hey, Hey, hey. C'mere." He pulled you into his arms, ignoring your fussing and weak attempts at trying to push him away. "No- none of that. Shh, you're okay."

You only whined, giving up and slumping against him, gripping onto his shirt and letting the tears flow. Rafe started rocking you while whispering affirmations, practically suffocating you in his hold but that's exactly what you needed right now.

After your little meltdown you pulled your face from his neck, looking up at him with big eyes, just blinking at him slowly. He was a bit irritated because he didn't know that look at all.

You only mumbled a small 'daddy' before placing your head back on his shoulder and slipping your thumb between your lips.

It then clicked in Rafe's head.

"Someone's feeling really small, hm?" He rubbed your arm, feeling you nod against him. "That's okay. That's why daddy's here, to take care of you."

He just kept holding and rocking you. When you were sound asleep he reached over to grab your paci from your nightstand and took your thumb out of your mouth, quickly replacing it with the paci when you started to stir.

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#little!reader #daddy!rafe thoughts #daddy!rafe drabble

[milesmolasses]

Don't Blame Me

miles morales x reader

warnings: nothing i can think of

basically, you and Miles are a cute little couple, and you help him dye his hair at midnight (he has waves)

The time was 12.34pm EST, and most of the apartments in Ocean Hill Brooklyn had their lights off and curtains closed. You and Miles were in a 24HR drug store across the street from his apartment, checking out their hair supplies aisle- just when you were about to grab your hair mask treatment, Miles came running to you from halfway down the aisle.

"YEOOOOO, look what I found! We finna bring the demons out tonight," he said in a playful, scratchy tone. You looked at what he had in his hand and saw the platinum blonde hair dye he was holding.

"You wanna be Frank Ocean so damn bad, don't you? You know you're destroying your hair if you do that, right?"

"Nah, I've had virgin hair for forever; my hair can't get ruined after dying it once. That's just stupid," he waved his hand dismissively to my comment on him literally killing his beautiful hair.

"Miles use your head: it's 12 in the morning, and you aren't thinking straight. Trust, you don't want to do this and wake up in the morning regretting shit," I tried to grab the dye out of his hand, but he held onto the box with such a tight grip and a determined look on his cute face, really telling me he wanted to do this.

"No, no no no no, I am thinking straight; believe me, I have thought about this a lot. I can show you my Pinterest hair board right now, and it's full of niggas with blonde waves. Frank Ocean is calling my name Y/N, PLEASE let me do this," he went on and on. He looked at me with a pleading look in his eye, attempting a cute puppy dog face with his chapped pouty lips.

"... A'ight fine, but we getting you some damn chapstick with your cracked ass lips."

"Alright not too much on me, baby. You gon help me dye it though?"

It felt as if he was counting on me to say yes, so I agreed to help him dye his hair. We soon walked up to the register with my hair mask and a new conditioner for his hair, a bag of mini KitKats, the blonde dye, and some Vaseline. I paid for the items, wondering how much I would have to apologize to Rio for destroying her sons hair.

As we walked back to his place, we stopped by the deli to pick up some more snacks- two bags of chips, jolly ranchers, and a sandwich for Miles. We made it back and quietly snuck upstairs to the bathroom, but not without first dropping the food off in Miles's room. We made our way to the bathroom with the dye and the purple conditioner/toner, and I made Miles sit down on the edge of the bath tub while I prepped all the supplies.

"You're a W girlfriend for dying my hair and buying me snacks..." I was having my doubts about this whole "dying my boyfriend's hair thing" because I really didn't want to be the cause of something Miles might regret later on. Also, I kinda liked his regular black hair- I thought it was cute, plus he already had waves, so I didn't get why he wanted to dye his hair on top of that.

"Look, don't be upset with me, ok? I've been actually wanting to do this for the longest time, and I really do appreciate you doing this for me."

"Oh Miles, I'm not upset with you. C'mon, you know I love you but I'm just a little worried about how this will all turn out. I don't want you to regret this later on. Plus keeping up with dyed hair is expensive as fuck, bro," he looked at me again, this time, without the puppy dog looks; more like a sad and disappointed seal. He didn't want to make me worried I could tell.

"Alright look, imma dye it, fix up your hair, and we'll see how it looks unwrapped in the morning, is that ok?" He smiled and took my hand kissing it softly while looking up at me.

"Perfect."

And so I got to work, giving him a towel to drape over his shoulders, bleaching his hair while listening to his moans and groans about how much it burned, putting in the platinum color in his hair, and toning it after. We washed his hair and dried it with a t-shirt, added light amounts of pomade to his hair, finger waved and brushed it, and finally came the durag.

"How did it look? You was the one doin' it, so tell me, how did it look?"

"You gonna have to find out when you wake up tomorrow. Yo, lemme crash here. I'm mad tired right now," I walked out of the bathroom, already knowing his answer to my question. I walked my way back to his room, opening the black deli bag of snacks.

He turned on the ceiling projector which showed what seemed like trillions of little life-like stars on his ceiling. He plopped down onto his bed with me, turning to the bag to grab his sandwich as we stared at the ceiling projector eating our food.

The sunlight crept through Miles's curtains, basking us in the warm indication that a new day had arrived. My eyes blinked slowly and steadily as I shuffled through the bed I was lying in. I looked to my right and saw that the bed was empty and called out "Miles" absentmindedly.

"I'm in here," he yelled out of what I assumed was his bathroom. I rubbed my eyes as I strolled out of his bed and towards his bathroom. I walked in on a sight to behold;

A Miles I had never seen before was staring straight into the mirror, rubbing the neat blonde waves on the top of his head, smiling a smile I had never seen before.

"You are amazing. I can't believe this is what I look like, holy shit.." his smile grew even larger than before when his eyes finally met mine.

"Oh my lord, look at my mannnn," I squealed as I put my hands over my mouth in shock. Of course, I knew what the waves had looked like— I'm the one who did his hair— but seeing him so happy with my finished work made me even happier with myself and Miles.

"Me and Frank Ocean are literally twinning right now."

"He prolly don't even have them blonde waves no more."

"Why can't you just let me be happy?"

I laughed at his straight face when he said that, knowing it was only a joke. I walked closer to him so that we were both seen in the mirror, just looking at each other. He placed his hands on my shoulder as he kissed the top of my head. Something about this kiss screamed "thank you" or "I love you for this," and it made me feel warm inside as I stared into his eyes through the mirror.

Suddenly, as if he had just come to a realization, he whispered, "I gotta show my mom... shit"

AYEEEE this took me so long to write for literally no reason

can u tell how much i love frank ocean? lol

I DO NOT CONDONE SLEEPING IN BED WITH YOUR OUTSIDE CLOTHES! THAT SHIT IS DIRTY!

#milesmolasses #miles morales x reader #miles morales #into the spider verse #across the spiderverse #spiderman #spiderman miles morales

[voidsentprinces]

Warrior of Light: Wow, these are some nice sticks. I do like me some sticks. Zenos: LEMME FIGHT! Warrior of Light: Uhh??? No. Go away. Zenos: U want. Sum fight? Warrior of Light: No. Zenos: I GOT SOME BLUE! I GOT SHINRYU! I'LL END THE ENTIRE FUCKING WORLD! Warrior of Light: A'ight imma head out.

[ccrissproductions]

We Are Our Own Muse: Prologue

I realized I wrote a prologue to this and forgot all about it.

Furthermore, I was going to mash this up with some Kendrick Lamar shit buuuut that's way too much plot and how I was going about it would not have made sense.

Prologue

"Ayo!"

I walked out on stage as I yelled into the microphone in my hand. The boys just played half their set and were now on a brief intermission. There was usually banter between Pete and Patrick, before Patrick played piano solo. This time, they tried something different.

"How y'all feelin'?!"

I walked down the extended aisle of the stage as the audience shouted back at me.

"Y'all doin' alright?!"

The crowd responded loudly.

"Who wants to play a game?!"

I smiled back at the crowd as they cheered harder.

"This right here is my favorite game to play during my concerts!"

Screams of excitement burst through the audience. I guess those videos really did go viral.

"Oh, y'all know it?!"

They cheered in affirmation.

"Rule's simple: finish the lyrics and don't stop singing 'til I say so!

"If you mess up, you lose!

"I know y'all drunk, high, and other! But can y'all do that?!" 

Another large cheer of affirmation that earned them a wide grin from me. 

"Yeah?! Well let's get to it!

"We got three rounds! Who's first?!"

I stood on the edge of the stage, getting a closer look into the audience. Among the outstretched hands and hopeful faces, one guy caught my attention. 

Older guy, middle aged, balding, with glasses; to be honest, dude was built like a history teacher. 

"You?" I nodded my head and told the security guard right there to help him up on stage. 

"A'ight, my man, what's your name?" I stepped back, dude was tall. 

I pointed the mic at him.

"Wilburt."

I put my fist to my mouth and leaned over, trying and failing to hide my laughter from the audience. A smile grew on his face.

The audience laughed with me.

"I'm sorry-- I'm sorry, but, Wil-burt!"

He nodded and chuckled.

"Wilburt!" I shouted comically. 

More laughter from the crowd, Wilburt, and this time, the band in the back. 

"You ready to play--- Wilburt?!"

He nodded and said, "yeah!"

"Yea-- you sure?!

"You seem like you've been a fan for years so Imma go a little hard on you!"

"Let's go!" Wilburt was ready. I started to sing.

"We're going down, down in an earlier round--

"and sugar, we're going down swingin'"

I hold the mic to him to finish the chorus.

"--and ne-eh dee weeeh wid da bummen," He tried to hum the lyrics before throwing his hands in his face and laughing.

"Nope!" I laughed.

"Sorry Wilburt!"

The security guard helped him back off the stage.

"Who has it?!" I said, looking into the crowd. "I'll know if you look it up too!"

There were five girls in the front row waving at me. I pointed at every one of them until I got to the last person. 

"Nope, not you; not you; not you; YOU!"

A slender girl with shoulder-length, vibrant green hair and an eyebrow piercing.

"What's your name?"

I pointed the mic at her.

"Marley!"

"Okay, Marley, you got it!?"

"Yep!"

"Alright! Let's see!" 

I started singing, "We're going down, down in an earlier round--

"and sugar, we're going down swingin'"

I pointed the mic towards her so she could finish the lyric.

"I'll be your number one with the bullet! 

"A loaded God complex cock it and pull it!"

"YES!" I jumped, sometimes I let the excitement get to me.

The crowd cheered Marley on.

I pulled five hundred bucks out my pocket, gasps of awe made its way through the crowd. 

I looked at the audience. 

"What? You thought this game was prize-less?" I grinned.

"Round two! Who's next?!"

A cute Asian boy caught my attention, and I told security to get him on stage.

"What's your name?"

"Bobby!"

"Okay, Bobby, you ready?!"

"Yea!"

The crowd cheered for him, and I started singing.

"She says she's no good

"With words, but I'm worse

"Barely stuttered out a joke of a romantic

"Stuck to my tongue--"

I pointed the mic at him.

"Weighed down with words too

"Overdramatic

"Tonight, it's "it can't get much worse"

"Versus "No one should ever feel like...""

"Keep going," I told him, mic still pointed at him.

"I'm two quarters and a heart down

"And I don't want to forget how your voice sounds

"These words are all I have so I write them

"So you need them just to get by"

I harmonized the infamous guitar riff and pointed the mic into the crowd.

The audience did not fail.

"Dance, dance, we're falling apart to half-time!

"Dance, dance, and these are the lives you love to lead!

"Dance, this is the way they'd love!

"If they knew how misery loved me!!"

The crowd finished. 

I cracked a wide smile and handed him his prize. 

As security helped Bobby down, I shouted to the crowd:

"A'ight! Last round, who wanna give it a shot?!"

I looked into the audience and there was a young girl with a group of other girls pointing at her.

"Her! Her! Her!"

"She's their biggest fan!!"

"She knows all their songs!!!"

They all shouted, as said girl hid her face in her hands. 

I signaled her to the security guard. 

Once on stage, she stood with one hand covering her face. 

Aww, she's a shy one.

"What's your name?" I asked, a bit more calmly with a soft smile.

"Lydia," she replied quietly in the mic. 

"You ready, Lydia?"

She whined, but nodded, nonetheless. 

"This is an easy one: 

"I'm in a winter mood, dreamin' of spring now

"Burnin' myself down, burnin' myself down, burnin'

"I feel like something that's been stretched out over and over again

"Until I'm creased, and I'm about to break down the middle

"Split me right down the middle, right, right down the middle 

"Yeah."

I gave her the mic. She started to sing, and I was shocked with what I heard.

"The stars are the same as ever, but I don't have the guts to keep it together

"Stuck in the permafrost, stuck in the permafrost

"Life is just a game, maybe

"I'm stuck in a lonely loop, my baby

Her voice was gold. It's always the quiet ones with the biggest voices. I signaled to the guys to start playing and they did not disappoint.

"So much for stardust

"We thought we had it all, thought we had it all

"Thought wе had it all, thought we had it all, thought we had it ah - all

"So much for stardust

"We thought wе had it all, thought we had it all

"Thought we had it all, thought we had it all, thought we had it ah- ah -- all"

Lydia stopped singing and the band stopped playing. She gave me back the microphone and hid her face behind her hand again. 

I stood there in shock. "Damn."

She giggled. 

"Y'know what? Fuck five hundred, you get six--- caused that was amazing!"

I counted out six hundred dollar bills and handed them to her.

"Wasn't that amazing?" I asked, looking back at the band.

"That was fucking fantastic," Pete spoke up into his mic. 

"Let's give it up for Lydia!" 

The crowd cheered for the young girl as she made her way back to her friends.

"That was fucking phenomenal, man," I said to the audience.

"Well!" I shouted.

"Y'all ready for more Fall Out Boy!?"

The crowd cheered and yelled back at me.

I strutted back to Patrick and whispered in his ear, "and you were worried about fans?"

He chuckled and I walked away backstage and handed the microphone to a stagehand.

"Hey guys."

#fob smfs #fob #fall out boy #fanfic #fanfiction #might delete later

[drowsydregon]

FUN FACT: you can actually briefly see ronin in the tavern w/ morro in "ghost story"

#ninjago #ronin #ninjago ronin #my interests #idk who runs the ninjago wikis but they need a raise bc i never noticed this until i read that #the tavern scene in general is just very interesting to me #morro; #ronin; a'ight imma head out

[aetherintern]

 “ AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH- ”

“ AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARFGFDSGSADFGHHHHHHHHHHHHH- ”

 “ You fool. You absolute buffoon. Do not underestimate my Hypno’s psychic prowess. “

#🧪 Field Operation In Progress 🧪 ( IC ) #abelladxnna #alolua #legendsbehold #nullenforcer #alolan-outcast #alolanoutcast #pinkrival #selfiekiing #yankeead #iciumnebulae #infxnatum #( ooc: a'ight imma head out for work and to buy some things ) #( Faba bullying will resume later ok??!?!?! )

[ask-agent-rapzutin-vodello]

Something me and my friends like to do is look out old photos of ourselves and laugh at how some were stupid and cringey. Have you guys ever done anything similar? If so who had the best photos?

[Gisu] Well, none of us really have our family albums with us, but ...

[Raz] A'ight, Imma head out -GAH! (gets grabbed by Gisu)

[Gisu] Milla has graced us with showing us Raz's pictures from over the last 4 years - before he joined the Interns.

(Interns chuckle)

[Raz] Don't laugh. You guys are in a lot of those, you know.

[Lizzie] Not in the one where you're trying on Sasha's outfits.

[Norma] Or your celebrating first birthday with Milla, where you got cake over both you and her.

[Raz] (groans)

[Morris] Oh, don't be like that. We all got pics like that at home.

[Adam] I can outcringe each and every one of them.

[Gisu] (Grins) Oh?

[Adam] a whole album of me, from age 6 to age 7, where I wear - in each and every photo of that year of my life - a cute little sailor outfit.

[Lizzie] (Laughs) NO!

[Adam] Complete with little hat.

[Raz] (Hysterical laughter) WHY?

[Adam] I was really into Donald Duck.

(Everyone, including Adam, starts laughing)

#psychonauts #psychonauts 2 #razputin vodello au #razputin vodello #sam boole #gisu nerumen #raz vodello #lizzie natividad #norma natividad #raz vodello au #adam joseph gette #morris martinez

[diamondborn]

alyssa vc : i’m sensin’ fashion victims . I think i’m bein’ summoned .

#mobile / #⋆｡° ❝ a'ight imma head out. ┊ dash stuff. #( HDKSHDKAJF HELLO NEW FOLLOWERS NICE TO MEET YOU!! ) #( I HAD TO JUMP IN BUT I AM MOBILE ATM )

[yanderefantasies]

{ Trying to contribute to the exorcist!reader chaos, don't mind me. }

Reader, on his knees: Sorry daddy, I've been naughty.

Naib: what the actual fucK??-

Reader:: Oh! Father Eli told me to say that instead of 'forgive me father for I have sinned', haha an little weird but I don't mind!

Naib: THAT LITTLE BITCH-

Eli: A'ight imma head out.

A little off topic but thoughts of Reader getting railed by one of the Incubi(prolly Naib or Eli)and feeling so good to the point that he tries to pray out of guilt for enjoying it so much but can barely form a single coherent word because he’s such a flushed, drooling, and stuttering mess, has been plaguing my mind recently so I decided to just drop that here-

#yandere #idv harem discussion #incubi #demon harem #yandere identity v #mlm harem #yandere mlm

[gh0st-0f-s0rr0wzz]

a'ight imma head out for the night guys love y'all

[you1gnorant5lut]

Hello. My name is Fio. I am an avid lover of DBH and I am also a fanfiction writer.

NO WAIT! DON'T SCROLL PAST ME-

Oh. OK. Well, at least I still have you. You better sit still. Don't you dare run away. Not before I've thrown this bucket of love and affection in your face!

❤💕💜💞🤍💖💗💕💛❣💛💙💜🤍❤❣💖💛💙🧡💕💗💕💛💛💟❣

Yeah. Now stay there! Thats right. OK.

*clears throat

I have been writing since I first learned how to, and I started writing my first fanfiction when I was 7 years old. Little did I know that that was a very dangerous road to travel, as usually, once you go down it, chances are you're not coming back.

My parents told me not to run around the pool, but they neglected to tell me to stop writing my crappy stories.

So now, here I am, 13 freaking years later, still writing fanfiction when I should be working on my novel. And you know what? It's their fault!

I have an obsessive personality and it's hard to not to fall in love with fictional characters and the worlds they live in. Once I do, it's even harder for me to let go, and I feel the need to add onto it, to expand, to improvise.

I live inside my head, and it's probably not healthy, but the world is pretty screwed up right now, so whose gonna stop me? My therapist? Ha! I think not.

Anyway, I've never used Tumblr before, but it seems like a pretty geeky, obsessive place, so obviously it's right up my alley. . .

AND HOPEFULLY MY STORIES ARE RIGHT UP YOURS!

I'll be leaving a link to my Tumblr on my Ao3 account to hopefully allow them to migrate so we can chat, share ideas and make friends. But . . . . a little shift vice versa would be swell as well, so by all means, please follow, and maybe, if you are an avid HankCon shipper with a HANKering for some CONNORific fanfiction (Oh God, please stop) just mosey on over to my account on Ao3 under You1gnorant5lu1.

(A reference to the show called The Office. Hopefully that needed no clarification).

This is my last hurrah. My final attempt to reach out and expand my audience. I find it difficult to write without interactive readers. I need to know that I am writing for someone other than myself, because even though I enjoy writing, I enjoy sharing my vision with others more, and hearing how it has impacted them. I love hearing how I made your day brighter, how you cried here or laughed there or how something made you smile so hard your cheeks hurt. Without that, I lose a lot of my drive and motivation to write, and if I don't write . . . Well, I get sad.

IS THAT WHAT YOU WANT?!

Sorry for the very long ramble. I am new to Tumblr. Please be gentle. But I wanted to make an introduction and hopefully peak someone's interest. If you have taken the time to actually read this . . . Wow. A round of applause for you, and a large, hefty scoop of my appreciation on the side.

Thank you muchly *bows

A'ight. Imma dip. Peace! 😎✌

#hankcon #hannor

[caeloservare]

"..."

Why did this story leak now and why would he ever do that again-

A'ight. Imma head out.

#dash commentary #ic::Ironwood #AHSHSHDGGS #there is a solution to this #'magic anon' him into teenager for a while just for shits and giggles #and feral biting Grimms yes #xDD

[knickkatstuff]

Hi idk if you saw my reblog but I wanna say I LOVED YOUR NEW CHAPTER IT WAS AMAZING also how are you doing? I havent heard from you in a bit

Hi!! I did in fact see the reblog, I just felt so happy that I had finally finished it that my brain was like "a'ight imma head out" lmao sorry about that!! Thank you so much though!!! 💙💙💙

Also I'm doing okay. I just have been taking a step back from constantly being on social media (mostly cuz I'm trying to get back into writing) and I've just been vibing in my world of WIPs and doodles. Nothing to worry about!

Thank you again for loving the new chapter!!! Love you!!! 💙

#kat answers

[z-iridest]

Ok last one I got really excited what if bakugo, kirishima and Kaminari react if their s/o was actually a stripper and hid if from them what do they do when they find out. 😱😗😗😗😗😗😗😗😗

A'ight, Imma do these in headcannons, and the boys are aged up to 18+ for this:

Stripper! S/O Headcannons:

Ejirou Kirishima:

For the record.... This was all Kaminari's idea...

He's honestly really shocked that Kaminari asked him and Bakugou to go with him, though it took some convincing on his part to get Bakugou to go

Within five minutes, Kaminari had wandered off with a stripper, Bakugou sent straight to the bar and got loaded before leaving....

Meaning poor baby shark was on his own.....

The minute the pounding beat of Ginuwine's Pony started coming out of the speakers, his attention went toward the stage.

Boy, was he in for the shock of his life

The stripper on stage was rocking a provocative version of his hero outfit, wearing a red lace bra as the top instead of going topless like he normally was in his hero uniform

The body rolls the stripper performed... My God, his face got redder than his hair in seconds

That's when he spotted h/c...

No fucking way...

Working the stage like you owned the place, in a sexy outfit that reflected who's girl you were, there you were.

Lap dances, no matter how much extra money you were missing out on, were a no no due to having a loving boyfriend. You weren't about to betray him like that

You didn't even notice him until halfway through, and you nearly stopped in shock.

But, instead of freaking out, you shot him a flirty glance, resisting the urge to giggle when his face got darker red, especially when you worked it with your eyes on him the whole damn time

Afterward, you got off stage and walked to him, waiting for him to break up with you for not telling him. Instead, he kissed you.

"Damn, babe, why didn't you tell me? You were fucking amazing up there!"

Katsuki Bakugou

Why the fuck was he even at a strip club? Simple: Shitty Hair and Dunce Face dragged him there.

He had an s/o who he loved with every fucking fiber of his being, he didn't need countless sluts throwing themselves at him when he had you..... The perfect partner.... It was why he had rejected the idea in the first place.

So, while Kaminari and Kirishima were getting hammered, Bakugou growled impatiently. He wanted to fucking leave already, but due to being the only one out of the three still sober, he had no choice but to stay

That was about when the stripper on stage caught his eye....

The outfit this stripper had on was a very provocative version of his hero uniform, and the stripper kept their face hidden..... But, he could see that the stripper had h/c... Wait.... what if....

It was impossible, but he'd be damned if he said that the thought didn't turn him on....

As soon as his vermillion eyes caught a pair of e/c ones, his widened.

Holy.... Shit

The pounding music began to play, and the moment you raised your e/c eyes to look at the crowd, beginning your routine, you almost fucked up everything upon seeing a certain pair of vermillion eyes staring up at you.... What the hell was your boyfriend doing here?!

A smirk crawled onto your face as an idea popped into your head... You had never done lap dances, private or otherwise, due to being in a relationship and not wanting to break the trust you had with him...

But... Since he was here watching you...

You started dancing on stage, working it like you owned the place, a cocky smirk on your face as you eyes stayed on your boyfriend, gauging his every reaction as you rolled your body, teasing him by pulling your bottoms down very slightly with your thumb before popping your hip and walking seductively to the pole

Bakugou watched as you started really showing off, your gremlin of a boyfriend dark red in the face.

You showcased your agility and core strength on the pole, hooking your leg on it as you slowly leaned back, grabbing a section lower than you before letting go with your legs, easily putting your feet down on the ground again.

Only to jump back up, grabbing the pole again, spinning a bit before you faced the crowd, sliding down it with your back to it, your eyes remaining on your boyfriend the whole time, the biggest smirk on your face.

Oh man, when he caught you after the routine.... were you fucking in for it for that little stunt

"Just wait till I get you home, princess... You'll pay for teasing me like that in public..."

Denki Kaminari

This motherfucker right here...

It was his idea in the first place to try to drag Kirishima and Bakugou into a strip club.

Granted, Bakugou had cussed his head off as he was dragged in, and immediately went to the bar with Kirishima to get loaded in order to forget that the night ever happened.

But, oh man, did he get his payback when he saw who was on stage.

The stripper was dressed like his hero persona, the uniform being the same except that the bottoms were short as fuck shorts.

As Pony by Genuwine started playing, they took off the jacket and threw it into the crowd, revealing a white tank top underneath as they dropped it like it was hot...

And he fucking recognized the stripper! How could he not recognize those goregous e/c eyes he had stared into countless times and fallen in love with, or the goregous h/c he had run his hands through several times over?!

As you came back up, you rolled your body, taking off the tank top so you were left in the black with yellow lightning bolt sports bra, working the pole and the stage equally, closing your eyes.

You opened your eyes again as you looked into the crowd, sliding down the pole and catching a pair of golden eyes staring widely at you.

Looks like your secret was out... Oops...

Oh, well, might as well have fun with this.

The rest of the routine, you flirty glanced at your boyfriend, working it just for him.

He got so turned on, not only did he accidentally shock himself a couple times on accident and got a nose bleed...

He went stupid.

When you were off, you took him home and gave him a private session...

Oddly, that snapped him out of his stupid state.....

"You gotta do electrifying crap like that in private with me, baby.... You're mine."