#AAH THE SHIP NAME IS SO CUTE

[crystallizsch]

Hello Ian! ♡

I got this sudden idea for Cathie that I just wanted to share, as I also feel it's something Jamil would do!

So, since Cater has his ears pierced, I was thinking...

Imagine a single pair of earrings, where Cater wears one on one of his ears, and Ruthie wears the other on one of her ears! ♡

It's a cute way to be matching with your partner, and a small way of keeping them with you wherever you go!

I think Jamil would do this too, as not only is it subtle, but it's also a way for him to show that you are his (even if others may not know it!)

Whenever he sees you, and sees the earring on your ear that matches his, a small smile comes to his face, feeling a sense of pride ♡

And whenever he misses you, he holds the earring between his fingers, subtly rubbing where it sits in his ear. Sometimes he does it without even realizing it ♡

But yeah! I just wanted to share, cause when I got this idea for Cathie, I instantly thought of Jamil and him doing this with Yuusha ♡

Thank you! ♡

(Also, I just wanted to let you know I'll be sharing this idea with Mah too, as she also has an OC that she ships with Jamil! I just wanted to give you a heads up in case you see this ask on her blog too!)

HELLO HI HELP READING THIS MADE ME SO GIDDY AHGDSKLJFA

(the earrings are a very rough concept gksdljfsldj) (also fun fact: the reason why there's a star because yuusha's last name "tala" means star in filipino)

and i don't know if you even intended this but i made the connection of jamil rubbing the earrings when he's missing you / thinking of you like he is wishing for you to appear ;;; to something similar to how you rub the magic lamp to summon the genie --

AGH IDK IM JUST ARGHLSDJFLS

IM EATING THIS UP SHEEP THANK YOU FOR THE FOOD 🙏

ALSO --

I DO LOVE THIS A LOT FOR CATHIE!!! the idea of cater and ruthie having matching earrings is so adorable and AAH IT JUST SOUNDS SO THEM 💖💖💖

AND AND MAH'S DAMALI AND JAMIL YES YES - ough just so cute ;;;;

#HFRHESHKFJDS #i made the mistake of reading this during lecture and i was trying not to grin like an idiot #and it was all i could think about for the rest of the day until i got home and doodled this out #i'm going nuts omg #but thank you so much for sharing this with me 🥺💕💕💕 #and i'd also love for you keep this for cathie though if you plan to!! i think it fits them a whole lot more 😤💖 #also grim and jamil having beef with one another is gonna end up a recurring theme now LMAO #[— #✦'-asks #twisted wonderland #twst #twst art #★'-my-art #☆'-comic #★'-twst-rambles #(💜) yuusha #(💜) jamiyuu #twst oc x canon #jamil x yuu #(💕) other’s ocs #☆'-other’s-writing #—]

[oneprompt]

general luffy relationship headcanons please! i love ur writing! i've missed u <3

authors note : you missed me ? my heart , kyaa ! aah , please enjoy these <33

Luffy x Reader: Relationship Hcs

- You’ll need to have looots of patience to date this one. Luffy is a ball of never ending energy, wanting to do the most spontaneous dates and things with you. He’s unpredictable, always catching you by surprise. Surprise hugs, surprise kisses, surprise dates... Anything, you name it! But knowing Luffy a ‘date’ could be a terrifying yet exhilarating adventure, but sometimes it means a cute beach date with the other Strawhats! it’s truly a gamble.

- Luffy is more into physical contact when it comes to displaying affection. He doesn’t understand much big or fancy words, so, its much easier to give hugs and kisses! He’d most likely prefer a partner who’s touchy, too.

- But if you’re shy with touching, Luffy loves that just as much! Seeing you get all flustered, blushing a ton is really cute. And he’s not gonna shy away from letting you know! He’s very blunt and will say whatever he wants to say, especially in regards to you.

- Luffy probably talks about you lots to his crew and brothers. Hell, even during battles Luffy will point at you and say, “This is my partner, by the way.” Doesn’t matter who he’s around, he’s bound to gush about you and show you off. Everyone probably gets annoyed about it but once Luffy introduces you with whoever it is, they’re bound to understand why Luffy never shuts up about you.

- Luffy loves making you laugh! Whether by his own accord or even using his devil fruit to make fun little faces. You can’t help but laugh, no matter how cringy he acts, or how idiotic the joke may be, he’s just too much! Luffy’s favourite piece of you is your smile, hence why he’ll push himself to such lengths to make you happy.

- Even if Luffy is a bit lacking in the brains department, he can read you scarily well. Even the smallest change of your expressions can make your feelings entirely transparent to Luffy.

- That being said, Luffy is great at comforting and taking care of you. Even if he’s not always serious or mature, he knows when to buckle down. And most of the time, thats when you’re upset. Luffy knows what and what not to do when you’re seriously upset.

- 100% the type to give you flowers. Luffy would give you food or anything like that, and he’s tried to give you food in the past but it always ends in him eating it all before you can even indulge yourself in the delicious scent. Ever since, Luffy has stuck with flowers when it comes to gifts. He just thinks they’re nice, so, you think so too! Don’t you?

- Super cuddly! Luffy loves cuddling the most out of any physical touch. Hand holding and hugs are okay but cuddles reign supreme in his heart. Whether it’s when you two are sleeping together, basking in the sun on the ship deck, or even when you’re drafting out plans, Luffy has his stretchy arms tight around you!

#one piece #one piece fanfic #one piece imagine #one piece imagines #one piece x reader #one piece x you #one piece x y/n #monkey d. luffy #monkey d luffy x reader #luffy #luffy op #luffy x reader #luffy x you #luffy x y/n #fluff #headcanons #cute

[smallestapplin]

🔞I didn’t know this was in demand, honest, then I spoke with friends, so here’s a part 2 to an OLD fic, btw this is NOT a ship, no shipping and no romance between Volo and Ingo.🔞

Also this has been in the works for MONTHS, literally only needed to finish a few sentences.

PART 1

🔞CW : cucking Ingo, afab reader, no shipping, dubcon on Ingo’s part but he’s into it.

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Ingo couldn’t be more livid, than he is now.

He loves you, he always has. And ever since that day, he’s been allowed to express his love for you, as well as his desire.

He’s aware you’re with Volo, though you two have an open agreement. Ingo knows this, but he’s always wanted you, so he accepted it.

Just so he could have time with you.

Taking you on dates, melting under your praise and affection, the many heart to hearts you two shared holding each other under the moonlight.

The amount of times he’s fucked you in the highlands, never caring where.

He adores you.

So why this?

Why now?

He doesn’t recall when the ambush happened, but he can still feel the adhesive sticking to his hands and coat.

Even with his hands tied behind his back and to the chair like this, the stickiness just makes it harder to move.

But that’s what Volo wanted.

You had already been fucked and were asleep, only a few hours ago.

Ingo knows you must be tired, especially with how rough and mean Volo is being to you.

The warden can’t help but glare at the blonde, disgusted with how he treats you.

And yet….

He’s ashamed of himself for finding your wrecked form so hot.

You’re bent over on your knees, face down against the floor. You’ve been trying to cover your face this whole time, not wanting him to see you like this

The only time he’s seen Volo fuck you was that day behind the dojo.

But your arms, just like that day, did little to muffle your cries.

The wet sound of skin slapping echoes in the room, with Volo pounding into your cunt.

“Aw, so shy! How cute, like you aren’t taking my cock like a good pet.”

Ingo’s stomach twisting at the words that bastard uses to describe you. Completely unaware at how you clench around the merchant, squealing at how roughly he treats your pussy.

The warden tries breaking the rope, but his sticky hands won’t let him. His cock throbs in his pants, your sounds make it hard to focus.

Watching your body be pushed forward then quickly pulled back, how your ass jiggles on impact of the other man’s hips.

Ingo wasn’t expecting to look up and see the malicious grin on Volo’s face.

“You’ll never make them feel as good as I do.”

Ingo’s glare darkens, but Volo continues.

“How sad, truly, you love my darling sooo much! Yet you can’t please them.”

Volo’s voice is much too kind for what he says.

Ingo wants to argue, but he doesn’t even know what to say.

He can only watch Volo move his hand down, between your legs, pinching your clit between his fingers.

You scream, the pleasure is just too much!

“V-Volooo! Fuck! S’much!”

Yet the blonde ignores your cries.

“I only let you touch them because you make them happy, but they will always be mine! Mine to have.”

He picks up the speed, his cock slamming into your well fucked hole, kissing your womb with each thrust.

“Mine fuck!”

One of your hands shoots down, grabbing Volo’s wrist trying to pry his hand of your clit.

“T-too much! T’much I’m- aah fuck! Fuckfuckfuuuck!” You plead.

You plead so desperately for mercy, the pleasure getting too intense.

“And mine to fill!”

One last thrust sends you over, your back arching as your squeal volo’s name.

Your head tossed back, leaving your whorish face on display for the tied man in front of you.

The warden’s eyes widen, and breathing becomes shaky, unaware of the loud groan he lets out, unaware of the mess he made in his pants with his cum.

Ingo just couldn’t look away, your face was gorgeous.

Tear stained cheeks, your messy drool sliding down your chin, and just how fucked out you looked.

He’s so focused on you, and your lewd display, he forgets the other man, who’s pumping his cum into you.

You grip the mats below you, crying out as Volo fucks his hot cum into your awaiting cunt.

The merchant coos condescendingly at your trembling form.

“Such a good show, dear! Care for an encore? I don’t think he got the hint yet.”

Ingo snaps out of his stupor, glaring back Volo.

“You’re despicable! Treating them like they are a toy, and not a lover. You don’t deserve them!”

Volo tsk’s, grin filling with intent.

He grabs you by the back of the neck, and lifting you up, sitting you on his lap. You squeak, closing your eyes in shame.

Shame for enjoying this so much, in shame for loving how Ingo looks at you while Volo fucks you.

“That encore is sounding like a must, dearest.”

You know you can tap out at anytime.

But you don’t want to.

#smut #spicy #🔞🔞🔞 #cw.cucking #pokemon smut #pokemon volo smut #pokemon ingo smut #pokemon ingo x reader smut #pokemon volo x reader smut #mdni #cw.dubcon #? #afab reader #x afad reader smut

[grandgrief]

Dark Star (1974) Inspired RP Starters

(Feel free to edit details like pronouns/punctuationnumbers/etc. as needed when sending these in)

"Hi guys. Glad we got your message. You'll be happy to know that it aired in prime time. Got good reviews in the trades."

"The new star; what are you gonna name it?"

"Don't give me any of that intelligent life stuff, just give me something I can blow up."

"I do not like the men on this spaceship. They are uncouth and fail to appreciate my better qualities."

"I have something of value to contribute to this mission if they would only recognize it."

"My overtures were brutally rejected."

"These men do not want a happy ship. They are deeply sick and try to compensate by making me feel miserable."

"Last week was my birthday. Nobody even said "happy birthday" to me."

"You are now leaving the emergency airlock. Thank you for observing all safety precautions."

"Are you willing to entertain a few concepts?"

"Intuition is no proof."

"My sensory apparatus reveals it to me. This is fun."

"Sorry to interrupt your recreation, fellows, but it is time for [NAME] to feed the alien."

"May I remind you, [NAME], it was your idea to bring the alien on board in the first place… If I may quote you, you said the ship 'needed a mascot.'"

"Awwwwww, I gotta do everything around here…"

"When I brought you on this ship, I thought you were cute."

"Here, boy. Want your mouse? Nice mouse. Pretty toy. Want your mouse? Here, boy."

"Now it's time to go sleepy-bye you worthless piece of garbage."

"In the beginning, there was darkness. And the darkness was without form, and void."

"And in addition to the darkness there was also me. And I moved upon the face of the darkness. And I saw that I was alone. Let there be light."

"False data can act only as a distraction. Therefore, I shall refuse to perceive."

"Bomb #20, it's uh-- it's stuck, it won't drop out of the bomb bay. It REFUSES to listen and plans on detonating in 11 minutes!"

"You must tell me one thing: Tell me [NAME]. How are the *Dodgers* doing?"

"They… they broke up. They disbanded over fifteen years ago!"

"Aah... pity... pity... Aah... so many malfunctions... why don't you have anything nice to tell me when you activate me?"

"It seems to me... sorry, I-I've drawn a blank. Hold it: I'll have it again in just a minute. I forget so many things in here. So many things..."

"You can't explode in the bomb bay, b-because it's foolish! You'll kill us all. There's no reason for it."

"Wouldn't you consider another course of action-- for example, just waiting around a while so we can disarm you?"

"I can tell that damn thing just doesn't understand."

"Talk to the bomb. You have to talk to it, [NAME]."

"Teach it PHENOMENOLOGY."

"Six minutes to detonation-- [NAME]?!"

"What a beautiful way to die; as a falling star."

"Because I must detonate in 75 seconds."

"The bomb must have gone off inside the ship."

"The ship blew up? What?"

"Funny, I thought I had the damned thing convinced."

"Er, [NAME], he's drifting away from the ship without his jetpack."

"Can you dig that? I always knew that guy was weird."

#[ooc] off air #rp meme #sci-fi rp #space rp

[dojae-huh]

yes ofcrs....I do think the bunny tatto have to do smthng with dy, considering how ty is...the way he didnt mentioned or explain the reason behind it also makes a definitive conclusion...mayb dy didnt want him to let the world knw abt it evn tho they r best frnds...u knw how dy behave sometimes...he can announce that he brought couple rings nd even said it himself that they r togthr when ty went to hiatus....nd ofcrs ty wont cross the line if dy didnt want it...

The thing about ty is he wants some things or ppl that he loves dearly to commemorate...if he tattoos ruby for the memory then I am sure the bunny is dy..I dont really ship them but sometimes I do really think , there must have be a milli second that ty would want do in his life forever..like it would be heaven if he get dy....I am not trying to convey my word into them as a ship or real...I dont quite follow their interactions, but whenever it happens u knw , y dont they...like that....I nd may be the reason ty was very loud about saying I love u to dy nd he is ma fav whenever he got chances, even the bts of mv shootings dont knw how many times he shouted dy's name..like dy himself asked the staff that y does he love me that much?? Just wondering what is he going to do without him....haha...joking tho...

nd the thing about jae is he can only just watch it..haha....poor boy... whenever dotae happens he must have something to add on it...like when dy said ty is cute baggy Jean's audio live , nd mark said he got touched by dys confession, then jae said Aah i was looking at them ,they cant meet the eyes.. nd during fact check smini mark said the song ( I think its loves a beauty) ty wrote it thinking about dy, then jae said like ty said not to mention it...like he cant sit still ...for latest con, when dotae having their moment,ty talking about their love nd 11 yrs of friendship then jae said should we give you some private time on the back?? Hahaha....like u knw not jealousy but something that makes him jump from the seat...may b he couldn't get out of that teenage boy jae within him....haha..nd really sorry for changing the topic...

So my conclusion as a an observer (ofcrs not good as u) I am srsly sure about that tatto related with do nd ofcrs there is a clear reason behind him giving the whale painting for his bday..(ofcrs I dont knw the reason tho) ...nd dont knw how he will survive without his team on military...I am gonna miss him so much...

I actually do think Taeyong is that dependant on Do and did have a more than a minute long thought of wanting him forever, lol. He said it directly to Do afterall. And he doesn't care about Jaehyun's wrath.

It's right to be careful with "wishful thinking", no need to describe how fans in general like to overthink and imagine absolutely unrealistic rainbow scenarios. However, in the end it comes to the individual under scrutinity. Taeyong wrote a whole song about his dog and talked about her as his only friend in high school in Lost boys. I love animals, I dedicated my life to them as a zoologist and animal artist, and even for me it is hard to imagine such dedication for a small old pet. Tae is very grateful to his sister, he said his home where his mom is, he loves his nephew, he talks about Baekhyun's support non-stop, he can't let go of his favourite dongsaeng Jaehyun, he supports his friends like Johnny or Yuta (when JohnDo had a fall out, Tae tried to pay Johnny attention a lot before cameras, smooth out the situation), he sacrificed a lot for his group, endured bullying accusations not wanting to drag into it the person involved - he is emotional and clings to the people he formed bonds with.

That being said, Tae changed in the last two years, noticeably matured, he spends more and more time with his producer friends and managers, in the city as well. He started to live alone. He is aiming for emotional independance. So he will probably be able to go through the military ok. Plus conscripts can now use mobile phones any time, so he won't be cut off from his friends and family.

Heh, Jaehyunie. Yes, he needs to include himself. And who can blame him. His friendship with Tae is complicated.

The whale for Tae is positive mental health. He compared his inner demons with sharks, and the whale is a big kind calm creature swimming in the blue sea/sky. Maybe it's him at times as well.

"Now the size of my heart is only a real whale

The shark in my mind is no longer there"

He probably talked more about whales in some of his lives, but can't find the info right now.

[anischa22]

Cute 😭✊ (maybe she's drunk?🤣)

It's the same?!

I don't know the right name of this dynamic ship, but it's very common in shoujo manga and it's very popular right?! They're so adorable 😭

I think Silvio's mc is the bold type, opposite of Clavis' mc, i mean she even dared to touch Silvio in sexy team story 🤣 aah so refreshing

#ikepri #ikepri jp #ikepri silvio

[sixtyfourk]

Hi! Would you answer Eraser for any of your OCs, as well as Film?

Eraser: what's one way this character has changed over time? Either over the course of their story, or over the course of designing them as an author.

Film: Which one of your fics do you think would work best if turned into a movie? Who would direct it?

Hi! Thank you so much!! This is so long aah...

Eraser: what's one way this character has changed over time? Either over the course of their story, or over the course of designing them as an author.

I’ve been thinking a lot about my Caine family OCs lately so I’ll answer for them! This isn’t just one way fdjkhhjk it’s kind of just an overview of how they changed.

CJ Caine was the first one to exist, and was originally based off a one-time character from the 2000s Astro Boy anime with the same name (different last name spelling), but is usually about 30 years old when I write her instead of a child like the anime character. CJ was a teenager when I first came up with her and was a bratty rich girl living in the Astro Boy universe. She eventually became so different from the Astro Boy character that I wanted to make her into my own OC and make her the CEO of a robotics company. She then became the daughter of the CEO and has to now try to establish herself outside of her dad’s company/find her own place in it. CJ used to be a very one-dimensional rich girl, and she still is in a way, but got to become more responsible after stealing (!) and then adopting a robot child. She gets to understand the struggles of being a parent and become closer to her dad through that, but also gets to make her choices of how to be a different and better parent.

Onyx is CJ’s dad, and was originally just going to be a nameless dead dad character who was a horrible dad to CJ and affected her development into a functioning adult haha. As I was figuring out CJ’s story, I started wanting her dad to be alive and for her to have a complicated relationship with him. Onyx’s mistreatment of CJ was originally more of harsh criticism and belittlement, but it’s now more related to smothering her (and alternately ignoring/neglecting her during bouts of depression) and not giving her the chance to develop her own skills or a secure attachment to him. 

Onyx used to be very cruel and cold when I first started writing him but became a ditzy and cute old man fdhjkhhk although he still has a greedy streak (especially for shiny things). He also became very naive and easily manipulated, and becomes extremely deeply attached to anybody who he loves, including his sibling, his daughter (although less with her since he learned his lesson being a bad "parent" to Pearl), his ex-wife, and to Shirley who is my best friend’s character and who I ship Onyx with. Onyx went from being a nameless dead dad to becoming one of the easiest of my OCs for me to write.  Pearl is my newest Caine family OC but has already changed a lot since making her. I’d been wanting Onyx to have a sister for a long time and toyed with ideas about his sister being dead or completely absent from the story. Eventually I settled on her having once been close with him, but leaving home because of an argument. She was also going to be about 10 years younger than him, but I think they are a bit closer in age now (closer to five years) just because of timeline issues. I wanted them to have a big age gap though and to have an odd mix between a parental and friend/sibling relationship.  Pearl was always very quiet especially compared to Onyx, but she has a scary vengeful streak that I didn’t realize she had before writing her! She’s also “officially” bigender now; I was very unsure for her but I think I’ve settled with that. I usually use she/her for Pearl mostly because i originally thought of her as a little sister + i don’t think she really cares, but she’s a little brother too. I also originally wanted her to be an “annoying twink lesbian” dfhkjjkhf but she’s very quiet and not too annoying and isn’t necessarily a lesbian now (maybe aromantic + bi or lesbian if i had to decide right now).

Film: Which one of your fics do you think would work best if turned into a movie? Who would direct it?

Honestly I don’t watch a lot of movies or know many directors, so I’m not sure about the second question. But I think my long planned Clora story “Good Enough” would make a good movie even though I’ve only got two chapters done so far dfkjhfd… I played a lot with lighting and atmosphere in the parts that I have written, and I had big plans for “visual” symbolism that I would have loved to see with my own eyes.

#ocs #cj caine #onyx caine #pearl caine #caine family #good enough

[matchy-rnl]

okay, now this is an odd one, but gumball x alan for hcs or a rating if you don’t like it? just want to know your thoughts honestly

AAH, not to be negative, but I also don't like the ship. I dunno, it just feels like a toxic relationship and just one-sided overall.

When Alan did have a role in "The Third," it looked as if Gumball didn't really care about him. Like forgetting his name many times and just mistreating him with every episode when Alan had a major role. Like take "The Faith" episode, for example, GUMBALL WAS LITERALLY "CHOKING" HIM??!?!?!!?!?!?!? WHEN THEY WERE SUPPOSE TO BE HUGGINV😭😿

and ughhhhhhh,,,,,,, he kept trying to assassinate alan a few times. My boy did NOT deserve that, so my rating would be 3/10

there were sometimes there were some positive interactions between them like in The Storm,,, I think it'd be best if I call it a one-sided relationship,,

I can't even think of some nice headcanons for this ship, too, other than Alan probably spamming those cute animal videos in Gumball's (or everyone's) email (like me)😿

#tawog #the amazing world of elmore #the amazing world of gumball

[saetoshis]

do u have any selfship hcs you’d like to share? i’d love to see them! i like seeing ppl i follow scream about their favs JASKSJSA

EEEEK AAH ur so sweet HELP !!!@# CRYINF I LOVE WHEN PPL SEND ASKS LIKE THIS AAAAH !! under the cut are my main ships: yoriichi, muzan, hakari, n phinks !! mwah mwah

[‹ YORIICHI ›] moshiichi!

yori's the sweetest to me !! his love language is acts of service [also sometimes words of affection ehe], so i always catch him doing things for me like chores, or if i say that i'm hungry for some particular thing, he just quietly goes and makes it for me as a surprise >_<

he can't fall asleep unless he's cuddling me at night, even if it's just his hand on my waist, he needs to be touching me to feel comfy enough to sleep. if i stir in my sleep at all or wake up in the middle of the night, it's like he has a sixth sense and he'll wake up with a dazed little "everything okay? need something? i'm here for you" through suuuper cute tired mumbles

calls me 'love' or 'darling' most of the time, just super praising pet names !! when he hugs me he always gives me a kiss on the forehead and with a super sweet look in his eyes. he also reallyyy blushes when i call him 'yori', it's so cute >_<

[‹ MUZAN ›] muzoshi!

my main ship !! as bitter and curt as he is, he's actually a little bit of a softie underneath >_< his love language is def acts of service too, but he won't admit it [he doesn't believe in the whole love languages thing]. if i want a hug or affection, he'll always resist at first but he eventually caves in when i grab onto him ehe.

but if he ever finds me crying or when something really goes wrong, he taps into a super protective side and immediately asks me "did someone do this to you?" he gets so mad for my sake, he truly cares deeply but he doesn't let it show in conventional, normal ways

muzan isn't really a fan of affectionate terms or pet names, most of the time his pet names/affectionate terms are just some form of "you're mine". vv possessive and protective man, the type to grab me and hold me tight when he sees anyone looking my way in public. i'll always jokingly call him "mumu" and he always looks at me in disgust, but after a while he just started to accept it >_<

[‹ PHINKS ›] moshinks!

phinks' love language is absolutely quality time, sometimes physical touch too !! he loves going out on dates and taking me out to show me off >_< he's always teasing and poking fun at me, the banter is NEVER ENDING - it's never ever boring with him, he's always making elaborate surprise plans and keeping me busy

he's also super protective and he can be aggressive sometimes, but deep down he's just a super soft guy !! he's a big fan of playing video games with me, his favorite is just dance on those old ass wii consoles. he stumbles around and gets WAYYY too into it, such a cute little loser

he's always calling me "pretty thing", but he'll call me "honey bun" or "sweet pea" or something generally obscure and suuuper cringey as a joke just to see my reaction, phinks is just a big meanie loser >_<

[‹ HAKARI ›] hakaroshi!

hakari's love language is physical touch 100%, he's always got his hands on me or his arm around my waist. it's like he can't go over an hour without touching me >_<

he can be protective, but at the same time.. he's so confident in himself and our relationship that he just lets me go out and have fun as much as i want. he doesn't see other people as a threat 'cause he's just so rightfully cocky about himself

like phinks, he also really likes calling me "pretty thing" or just "baby", and he lovesss loves cuddling so much. he's always got his hands on me at night or when we're just watching tv. he'll look at me with a cute little grin on his face as he watches my reactions. i call him "kinny" a lot, which he loves >_<

that's all from moshi !! i might update this more later, but yeah these are my big ones mhm mhm !! THANK U FOR READING AAAH giving u a big kiss if u got here !!

#i have a sneaking suspicion of who this nonnie is.. BUT I COULD BE WRONG LAKSDNA #BUT REGARDLESS THIS IS SO SWEET HELP >_< THANK U AAAAH #i adore u MWAH MWAH patpatpatting your head rn!!@!$! #[‹ moshi : moshi? ›] #[‹ muzan! ›] #[‹ yoriichi! ›] #[‹ phinks! ›] #[‹ hakari! ›] #[‹ moshi's : nonnies ›]

[the-revolving-world]

Would you maybe consider drawing Kingdings? (Asgore and Gaster) Please and thank u ☺️

Of course! sorry for the delay, this was supposed to be just a simple sketch but then I got inspired and ended up with this little scenario! Sometimes I imagine Gaster wasn’t really a flower person, and then he met Asgore...

and that quickly changed...

#Mariart #ask #Asgore #W. D. Gaster #Gaster #KingDings #AAH THE SHIP NAME IS SO CUTE #thank you for the request! #this was fun to draw!

[ticklishfiend]

Strawberry Milk (My Hero Academia)

Ship : Lee!Bakugou Ler!Kirishima (Kiribaku)

A/N : this took forever to make and it's the longest fic i've posted on this account so far, but i just had a lot of fun making it!! i hope you guys enjoy it, especially the lovely krbk anon who inspired this. they actually sent a few prompts that have inspired other krbk tickle fic ideas that i'll more than likely write for soon as well, but for now i hope you enjoy this!! much love <33

Summary : Kirishima stays for a sleepover at Bakugou’s childhood home, and after accidentally pissing off the explosive teen, seeks out some professional help from someone who may know the boy best: his father. From this, Kirishima learns a quick way from the boys childhood to get him forgiveness in no time.

Word Count : 5113 (jfc lmao)

REBLOGS ARE GREATLY APPRECIATED!! MWAH <33

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“Are you seriously mad at me over this?” Kirishima asked with a confused, breathy chuckle. He watched as his best friend pouted with arms crossed over his chest like a child, glaring daggers into the redhead from his spot on the bed.

“Yes. And I do not plan on changing that. So don’t fucking try me, Spiky Hair” Bakugou turned his body fully away from Kirishima now, who was lounged rather comfortably on Bakugou’s orange beanbag seated on the ground. Kirishima rolled his eyes at Bakugou’s childishness, though still couldn’t help but feel a little bit guilty.

After months of practically having to beg the explosive teen for a sleepover at his childhood home, the blonde finally relented and allowed Kirishima to be a guest in his home for the weekend. Bakugou’s parents were actually pretty happy to have Bakugou back at the house, even if for such a short period of time, and were even more thrilled when they realized someone actually wanted to come with him. Bakugou was never really one for making (and keeping) close friends growing up, so this was something they were definitely excited over the prospects of.

He and Bakugou had been playing video games for the past couple of hours now, their most recent game that Bakugou was now practically fuming over being...Minecraft. Bakugou had gotten pretty attached to a wolf he unsurprisingly named “Prince Homicide,” but after bringing it to a cave while mining with Kirishima, the red-head had accidentally pushed it into a vat of lava, killing it almost instantly.

So that’s where the pair were now. Bakugou seething from his spot criss-crossed on the bed, now turned away from Kirishima with his arms crossed like a child towards the wall. Kirishima sighed, pushing himself off the beanbag and walking towards Bakugou’s door.

“Look, I’m gonna go get something to drink. You want anything?” Kirishima raised his eyebrows in hopes of a response.

“Die,” was all he got.

Kirishima bit back another chuckle, opening the door before turning his head back around to look at Bakugou, who was now fiddling with his sheets and grumbling to himself angrily. “Alright, well, I’ll be back in just a minute. Hopefully you’ll have calmed yourself down enough by then.”

“I AM CALM YOU RED-HAIRED LOSER!” Bakugou yelled at the door as Kirishima quickly walked out and shut the door to avoid the small blasts he could hear shooting from the boy’s palms. Kirishima just shook his head with a grin, making his way down the stairs and towards the kitchen.

When he arrived, he saw Bakugou’s father cooking dinner on the stove. It made Kirishima smile, reminding him of his own home a little, though he hadn’t been back home in a while. He did miss his moms quite a lot since moving to the dorms, and he’ll definitely have to invite Bakugou over to meet them sometime soon.

He could smell the amazing spices his father had been adding to whatever meat and noodles he had in the pot, the scent almost burning Kirishima’s nose from how spicy he could tell it was. ‘Obviously loving spiciness must run in the family,’ Kirishima thought as he opened up the fridge, alerting the father’s attention.

“Oh, Kirishima! Are you looking for anything specific?” the man asked, looking up from his steaming pot for a moment to smile at his son’s best friend. Kirishima shot a cheerful smile right back at him.

“Oh, just some water would be fine!” he nodded, grabbing a water bottle from one of the fridge drawers, before remembering the seething boy upstairs waiting for his return. He grinned. “Actually, what does Bakugou normally drink here? At the dorms he usually has protein shakes but you probably don’t have those just lying around,” Kirishima chuckled, sitting his water bottle down on the kitchen island to look at his friend’s father.

“Well, the boy doesn’t usually like to admit it but he’s quite keen on strawberry milk,” he smiled with a nod as he went back to stirring his pot, glancing over towards Kirishima with a grin.

“Shoot, really? Didn’t peg him for the strawberry milk type of guy,” Kirishima giggled, looking back in the fridge and noticing the few bottles of strawberry milk they had lying on the shelf, probably bought when they found out Bakugou was coming home for the weekend. “He’s kinda mad at me right now so I figured I’d make a peace offering.”

“Not a bad idea, kid. I’ve had to do my fair share of those over the years. Katsuki’s always been the rather...angry type,” Masaru’s eyebrows furrowed downward towards his pot, shaking his head as if thinking of all the times the boy must’ve lost his temper at his old man.

“What did you used to do when he was little? Y’know, whenever he got all...aah!” Kirishima accentuated his little growl imitating Bakugou by shaking his hands angrily in front of him, just like how Bakugou usually does when he’s about to blow someone to kingdom come. This made Masaru laugh, shaking his head and adding a few more spices to the pot.

“Well...as of now, I usually just let his mother handle everything. But when he was little, Mitsuki and I would usually just tickle the little guy ‘til he giggled all that anger out,” Masaru smiled at the fond memories, glancing over towards Kirishima who held a wide-eyed, shocked but excited expression on his face. Masaru chuckled, pointing his spoon towards the teen. “But you did not hear this from me, understand?”

“Oh, totally, I got your back 100% Mr. Bakugou,” Kirishima saluted the man with a grin, making him laugh once more with a fond shake of the head. Kirishima lowered his hand, finally grabbing the strawberry milk from the fridge and sitting it on the counter with his water, promptly shutting the fridge door. “So...that didn’t make him angry or anything? He wouldn’t, like, explode you and Mrs. Bakugou to ashes or something?”

“Well I’m still here to tell the story, aren’t I?” Masaru gestured to his body with his spoon, Kirishima nodding with a chuckle. “Nah, he used to love it when we did that! Sometimes I think he’d pretend to be angry on purpose just so we’d play ‘Claw’ with him.”

“Claw? What’s Claw?” Kirishima asked, now leaning on the counter with his head propped up on his hand, listening intently as if this was the single most interesting thing he’d ever heard (because in all honesty? It very well might’ve been).

“Oh boy, Claw was his favorite. I would always hold his hands down so he couldn’t get away, while his mother would make a claw hand and tickle it into his stomach and ribs. It always had little Katsuki in stitches,” Masaru was very obviously enjoying remembering these fond memories of his son, seeming like he had almost completely forgotten about these fun little moments until Kirishima had brought them all back to light. “We always did it when he was being bratty, but not bratty enough to deserve a time-out. Sometimes, though, he wouldn’t even have to do anything bad, he’d just come out and ask for Claw when he felt playful. It was always so cute,” Masaru grinned widely, looking over towards Kirishima and promptly pointing his spoon back at the boy. “And, again you didn’t hear any of this from me, but…”

He paused, almost debating whether or not this was a good idea. He was finally swayed on his decision, however, when he saw the bright look of excitement in Kirishima’s eyes at the prospect of an actually happy Bakugou. He couldn’t help but cave.

“...but if you wanna really get him laughing, his worst spots are the spot riiiiight under his armpits, and the sides of his thighs. You get him there and he’ll be forgiving you in no time.”

Kirishima nodded with a large, toothy grin, swiping the drinks off the counter and practically bouncing in his spot as he backed his way out of the kitchen. “Thank you so much, Mr. Bakugou. It was truly an honor to know you, but I’ve got a death sentence waiting for me upstairs.”

“You get him, kiddo!” Masaru shouted towards the teen as he scurried his way out of the kitchen and towards the stairs giddily.

Kirishima was practically cheesing when he made his way towards Bakugou’s childhood bedroom, and had to mentally and physically calm himself down before entering so as not to alert Bakugou of his devious scheme.

He pushed the door open, finding Bakugou to now be leaning with his back against the wall, arm propped up on his knee as he scrolled mindlessly through his phone. He scowled upon hearing Kirishima’s entrance, not even bothering to look up towards the boy as he grumbled, “Damn, I was hoping you were gonna stay down there all night.”

Kirishima rolled his eyes, tossing the milk onto the bed beside the blonde and hopping onto it himself. Bakugou’s eyes widened at the sudden movement beside him, eyes darting down to the drink on his bed before scowling back up at Kirishima. “How the fuck did you know I like this shit, I never drink it at school.”

Kirishima grinned, opening up his own water bottle. “Oh, just a little birdy,” he giggled, taking a sip of his water and watching as Bakugou begrudgingly took his own drink and started opening it as well.

“This doesn’t mean I forgive you, moron. These are just...really good,” Bakugou wasn’t looking at Kirishima, obviously still angry as he went back to staring at his phone instead of paying the redhead any mind.

“C’mon, man, I didn’t mean to! It wasn’t on purpose!” Kirishima practically pleaded next to him, putting a hand on the boy’s shoulder which was immediately shrugged off rather aggressively. “Look, I’m sorry. Would it make you feel better if I helped you find a new wolf?”

“Are you kidding me?! I’m not playing this shitty game with you anymore, you fucking suck at it!” Bakugou had a scowl on his face that looked like what he was saying was the single most obvious thing in the whole world. Kirishima just sighed, closing up his water and throwing it down on the bed.

“I’d hate to make you, Bakugou, but you may just force my hand,” Kirishima shook his head slowly as if in disappointment, only making Bakugou’s brows cross in confusion.

“The fuck do you mean ‘make me,’ you idiot?! You can’t force me to do shit, and I’m not fucking playing this game with you,” Bakugou pushed, and to anyone else it definitely wouldn’t sounded like he meant it. But Kirishima knew Bakugou far, far too well. He could hear the competition in his voice, see the spark of want in his eyes that just said ‘please fight me on this.’ He wanted a challenge. Kirishima could see that. And boy was he gonna give it to him.

“Oh, but can’t I?” Kirishima’s voice sounded almost taunting, and once he saw that Bakugou was looking at him with competitiveness painted all over his face, he brought both of his hands up to wiggle fingers menacingly towards the boy.

Bakugou instantly knew what he meant. And if the fact he immediately closed his drink and sat it on his nightstand was no indication that he wanted this to continue, the way he backed up on his bed cautiously with wide eyes instead of immediately fighting Kirishima back most definitely was.

He was excited.

“Kirishima, don’t you fucking dare,” Bakugou pressed through a lie, his eyes never once looking away from those still wiggling fingers taunting him in the air, as if too embarrassed to look Kirishima in the eyes and completely give it away that he wanted this, he wanted the fight. He didn’t have to look for Kirishima to know, though. The redhead was still able to see Bakugou’s face even if Bakugou wouldn’t look at him, and he could see the giddiness behind his wall of caution, which only pushed him to continue.

“Then let’s play the game, Bakugou,” Kirishima grinned as Bakugou gave him no response, only backing further away until finally Kirishima pounced, tackling and fighting Bakugou to the bed. This was the least Bakugou had ever put up a fight with him. Kirishima knew how Bakugou fought, he knew just how skilled and precise his moves always were, and he was giving Kirishima practically none of that. Though he did technically fight his way down, he was still inevitably completely tackled and pinned by the redhead, which almost never happened in their regular spars and play fights.

Kirishima forced Bakugou’s arms up above his head, the hardening hero-in-training using his quirk to keep the boy’s hands pinned there for good. His body hovered over Bakugou’s, a rather compromising position if they were to be walked into, but neither boy cared about that in the moment. They were too focused on the excitement and unadulterated giddiness bubbling in the pit of their bellies, and as Kirishima gazed down at Bakugou with a look of mischief in his eyes, Bakugou knew he knew. Kirishima knew Bakugou wanted this, and now the blonde was aware of that. Bakugou couldn’t quite tell if that made this better or worse.

“Fine then. We can play a different game. How about…” Kirishima paused, mocking as if in hard thought as Bakugou’s lips twitched, his eyes wide in a skittish anticipation. Kirishima finally let out a small pretend gasp, looking down at Bakugou before raising up his free hand in a claw shape. “...Claw.”

Bakugou’s eyes could not have been any wider. His cheeks were stained pink, and he squirmed under Kirishima’s pin, “No, nonono don’t you dare fucking touch me you red piece of shit, I swear to god I’ll fucking-HNG!” Bakugou choked on his words, eyes slamming shut as he felt five meticulous fingers skittered over his now bare tummy, as Kirishima must have pushed up his shirt while Bakugou was too busy threatening. Those nails were fucking torturous against his skin, his nerves lighting up and sparking with a specific feeling he hadn’t felt in what had to be years now. It was so bad, so so bad, but...god, he didn’t realize just how much he had missed this feeling until now.

“Uh oh,” Kirishima’s voice held a teasing tone that made Bakugou shake his head, still trying desperately to hold back any and all giggles that threatened to crawl from his gut. Kirishima chuckled darkly. “Looks like someone’s a little ticklish, huh?”

Bakugou only continued to shake his head from side to side, tugging at his pinned arms with no real fervor behind it. Kirishima couldn’t help the smile on his face seeing the boy like this, so flustered and obviously having a good time at something so cute. He could tell Bakugou was desperately trying to contain his giggles, which was definitely his average pride slipping through, but there was no way Kirishima was just going to let that slide.

With a smirk evil enough to send shivers down the blonde’s spine, Kirishima finally dug in, vibrating all five of his fingers into the boy’s taut abdomen. Bakugou howled, arching his back and kicking wildly behind Kirishima as loud giggles and squeals escaped his ever-excited being.

“NAHAHAHA! KIRISHIMAHAHAHA!” Bakugou screamed, those fingers never relenting in their claw-shaped torment on his belly. “SHIHIHIT AHAHAHA!”

“Damn, Bakugou, you’re really ticklish,” Kirishima chuckled, massaging his fingers into the boy’s muscles, causing his to spasm like he’d been shocked, screaming and kicking and cursing all the while.

“FUHUHUCK YOHOHOU AHAHAHA!” Bakugou guffawed, twisting and turning his body every which way as if he was trying to escape the mirthful torment Kirishima was putting him through. Suddenly, all at once, the tickling stopped, and Bakugou let in a gasp of air he didn’t even realize he needed. He opened his eyes and glared at Kirishima hovering above him, the redhead daunting a sinister grin that made Bakugou’s tummy do summersaults.

“What did you just say to me?” Kirishima questioned menacingly, bringing his free hand up to now hold Bakugou’s wrists in both hands, quickly bringing them both down under his knees with no fight from the blonde, who seemed to be frozen in...fear? Excitement? Either way, his eyes were blown wide, his chest heaving slightly from the attack and small titters still threatening to escape. But Bakugou was never one to back away from a challenge, no matter his condition. He couldn’t help the small twitch at the corners of his lips as he looked up to Kirishima in competition.

“I said: Fuck. You,” Bakugou spat out, and Kirishima could feel his body tense under him after he spoke the fierce words, almost like he was bracing himself for the inevitable. Kirishima shook his head with a grin, raising both his hands up in the air to once again wiggle tauntingly towards his victim.

“Oh, you are so gonna regret that,” Kirishima chuckled, lowering his hands down slowly towards the boy’s quivering belly. His stomach sucked in as if trying to evade the wiggly fingers, Bakugou’s eyes large and never looking away from those claws hovering over his sensitive torso.

Finally, his fingers touched down, skittering over the boy’s lower tummy and making his breath hitch, pursing his lips tightly and slamming his eyes shut at the teasing sensations. Kirishima’s fingers wandered and scribbled all over the boy’s torso, and for a few seconds Bakugou was able to keep his reactions at bay. That is, until Kirishima skittered on a spot right at the base of Bakugou’s ribs, causing the boy to jolt with a small yelp. Kirishima couldn’t contain his chuckle at the reaction.

“Ohoho, there it is,” Kirishima drawled, pinching at the spot that made Bakugou squirm. Bakugou growled, almost like he was trying to keep any cute little giggles to himself, but those incessant pinches just wouldn’t let up, and in seconds time he was a giggling mess under Kirishima’s touch.

“Nohoho! Fuhuhuck shihihit!- AHAHAHAHA NAHAHAHA!” Bakugou practically screamed when he felt Kirishima vibrate his index and middle finger into that spot at his lower ribs right where it meets his back. He arched his spine up, kicking fruitlessly behind Kirishima’s body and cackling like a child all the while. “YOHOHOU BAHAHASTARD! YOHOHOU FUHUHUCKING SHIHIHIT!”

“Well that’s really no way to talk to your best friend, now is it?” Kirishima tsked, clawing at Bakugou’s ribs and eliciting more screeches and cackles from the sensitive teen. “You’re so much more ticklish than I thought you’d be, I am loving this.”

“STAHAHAP SAHAHAYING THAHAHAT!” Bakugou shook his head back and forth, clenching his fists hard under Kirishima’s knees as if trying to keep himself from exploding the both of them both to ashes.

“What? That you’re ticklish?” Kirishima tilted his head with a smirk, pinching up and down the boy’s ribs rapidly, making his laughs soar up in pitch. “Cause, I mean, you are. You’re like, super duper ticklish! But it’s fine cause it’s totally cute,” Kirishima said the last bit without really meaning to, blushing slightly at his blunt statement, but deciding against ending the ticklish torment over it.

“NAHAHAHA! I’M NOHOHOT CUHUHUTE!” Bakugou denied through his cackles, continuing to shake his head in playful anguish. “FUHUHUCK OHOHOHFF!”

“Hmm...I don’t think I will. In fact, there’s a few more tickle spots I wanna try out, so you’re just gonna have to keep a-giggling for me, Bakubro,” Kirishima chuckled, taking his hands off the boy for a moment to give him a breather. Small breathy giggles and titters continued to spill from Bakugou’s lips during his rest, his head leaning back against the pillow in almost exhaustion. Kirishima leaned forward, placing both of his hands beside the boy’s head, leaving his face to hover over the boy’s own blushed one. Bakugou’s eyes widened a bit at the invasion of personal space, but never made an effort to push him off. Kirishima tilted his head like a curious puppy, “You’re okay, right? You don’t like, totally hate this? Cause I can stop if you really want me to.”

Bakugou’s cheeks were splattered pink, his eyes averting their gaze from the boy on top of him. He squirmed a tad under Kirishima’s straddle, shoulders hunching up slightly in embarrassment. “I mean...it’s not...the worst thing in the world…” Bakugou grumbled into his shoulder, eyes still refusing to meet the red-head’s own.

Kirishima grinned down at Bakugou, using one hand to gently cup Bakugou’s chin and turn his head to face his own. “I knew you didn’t hate it. I just wanted you to say it out loud,” he giggled at the blonde’s flustered and shocked expression, before quickly shooting his hands down to squeeze at Bakugou’s ribs with extreme ticklish precision. Bakugou shouted a cackle at the sudden change, his head shaking from side to side and eyes scrunching closed once more.

“OHOHO YOHOHU MOTHERFUHUHUCKER!” Bakugou guffawed, clawing at the sheets under Kirishima’s knees. Kirishima just giggled, working both of his middle fingers in between the tight spot where Bakugou’s arms were clamped against his ribs, digging into the spot just below his underarms that Masaru had told him about.

Bakugou shrieked, kicking harder than before as wave after wave of loud, unfiltered squeals and cackles left his chest.

“SHIHIHIHIT! FUHUHUCK OH MY GAHAHAD! NAHAHAT THEHEHERE! NAHAHAT THAHAHAT SPOHOHOT YOU FUHUHUCK!” He screamed through his laughter, opening an eye to glare at Kirishima through his mirthful tears. Kirishima sported the biggest, shark-toothed grin he could probably muster, and it sent fluttering butterflies throughout the inside of Bakugou’s entire torso.

“Aww, is this spot bad, buddy? This spot tickle?~” Kirishima cooed, his fingers never relenting as they wiggled and dug into that one torutrous little spot that had Bakugou howling.

“FUHUHUCK YOHOHU! YEHEHES! IT T-AHAHA! IT FUHUHUCKING TI-HEHEHE!” Bakugou couldn’t even get the flustering word out through all of his cackles and squeals, which amused Kirishima to no end.

“God how are you so adorable like this,” Kirishima sighed, finally bringing his fingers back down to teasingly scribble and wiggle all over Bakugou’s bare tummy. Bakugou dissolved into a puddle of high-pitched, breathy giggles, that had Kirishima fawning over him in seconds. “You’re so giggly, and I didn’t even know you could giggle before this!”

“Shuhuhut uhuhup!” Bakugou practically whined through his giggles, his cheeks so pink and warm Kirishima could just melt in the cuteness of his flustered face.

“Oooh, I wonder if your belly button is ticklish too,” Kirishima eyed the little navel that bounced through Bakugou’s laughter, one of his fingers travelling over to circle around the button teasingly.

“NO! Nohoho, dohohon’t! Plehehease!” Bakugou pleaded, though Kirishima knew it was all just a front.

“Wow, I’ve got THE Katsuki Bakugou begging right now? Who knew I’d ever see the day!” Kirishima chuckled, worming a teasing nail into the navel and causing Bakugou to shriek and jerk underneath him. “Aww, it’s like a little giggle button!”

“Dohohon’t sahahay that stuhupid shihit!” Bakugou tittered, goosebumps forming all over his tummy from the feather-light way Kirishima scribbled over the skin.

“Alright, oneeee more place I wanna try, then we get back to Minecraft. Deal?” Kirishima moved his fingers to scribble slowly up and down the boy’s sides to let him respond, delighted at the way the movement made him squirm.

“Fihihine, whatehehever,” Bakugou braced himself for the final attack, gasping when he felt Kirishima’s hands leave his sides and rest on the top of his thighs. “Shit, shihit, shit, wahahait-!”

“Oh, this is a good spot, isn’t it?~” Kirishima teased, squeezing the muscle once to see Bakugou jerk and shriek under him. “Yup. Looks like a good one to me.”

“Ohoho plehehease, I cahahan’t, it’s so bahahad-” Bakugou whined, squirming and giggling despite Kirishima’s tickling on his thighs to even start yet.

“You’re a super ticklish guy, Bakugou, but you’re also super tough and manly. I know you can take it!” Kirishima hyped him up with a smile, just making Bakugou groan and roll his eyes with a snicker. “C’mon! Tell me you can take it!”

Bakugou huffed, gazing over at Kirishima’s face that plastered that stupid goofy grin of his. God why does he have to be so cute, Bakugou thought as he sighed with another eye roll.

“Fine, whatever, I can take it, just...fuckin get it over with already, you’re killing me heRE-HRGN! FFFAHAHAHAHA OH SHIHIHIT!” Bakugou keened, cackling and thrashing himself from side to side as both of Kirishima’s hands massaged into his upper thighs. The sensation was torturous, beyond torturous, his nerves were on fire and his muscles were pulsing under those terrible wiggling fingers, but if he could choose it, he’d feel like this forever if it were by the hands of that stupid fucking redhead.

“Damn, this must tickle bad , huh? You’re losing your mind!” Kirishima giggled, squeezing at those sensitive muscles like his life depended on it.

“FUHUHUCK! YEHEHES IT’S SO BAHAHAD! KIRIHIMAHAHAHA! PLEHEHEASE!” Bakugou pleaded and begged, tiny droplets of mirth finally pooling at the corners of his eyes despite his best wishes. Kirishima could tell the blonde was finally reaching his limits, and slowed his fingers down until he was just resting his hands on top of the boy’s thighs comfortingly, rubbing up and down the sides to soothe the still giggling boy.

Kirishima smiled down at Bakugou who was still coming down from his giggle high, titters that could light up a whole room spilling from his lips and making Kirishima’s heart swell. “You alive, man?”

Bakugou coughed out his last giggle, still breathing heavy before giving Kirishima a lazy nod. Kirishima giggled, gently climbing off the boy and laying down beside him on the bed. Bakugou brought his hands up to rub at his still flushed face, and Kirishima couldn’t keep his eyes off of him. The red-head was grinning ear-to-ear, and he could tell that under the palms of those calloused hands covering Bakugou’s face, the blonde was too.

After a few more moments of comfortable silence, Bakugou brought his hands down, turning his head to face Kirishima with a small smile still visible, only on the corners of his lips. “You almost killed me, you bastard.”

“Sorry, you were...you were just really cute like that. I’ve never seen you giggle before,” Kirishima chuckled sheepishly, eyeing Bakugou’s nearly forgotten drink still sitting on the nightstand. He pointed over to it, Bakugou’s following the direction of his finger. “You should probably get a drink, you were laughing pretty hard there.”

Bakugou huffed, his cheeks flushing only slightly at the comment, but he still rolled over to grab the drink and turn back around to face the redhead. “Shut up, I can’t help it.”

“Yeah, I know...too ticklish for your own good, huh?” Kirishima snickered, Bakugou punching his shoulder playfully while taking a sip of his milk. Kirishima rubbed the spot Bakugou punched with a grin. “I’m being serious, though. You really did look cute like that.”

Bakugou’s eyes refused to meet Kirishima’s. His hands cupped tightly around the bottle in his lap, thumbs fiddling with the plastic wrapper encasing it. Kirishima could see how flustered he looked despite their eyes not meeting and he almost felt a little guilty. But Bakugou finally glanced up towards Kirishima, and for the first time ever, the blonde looked...shy. “Do you really think that or are you trying to fuck with me right now? Cause it’s not very nice to fucking flirt with someone if you don’t mean it.”

Kirishima’s eyes widened a little at his bluntness to call it what it was; flirting. “Well, y-yeah. Yeah I meant it. For real,” Kirishima said, but he could tell Bakugou wasn’t sure if he meant it. Kirishima furrowed his brows, cupping Bakugou’s chin gently like he had while attacking the boy just minutes ago, turning his head so their eyes would meet. He stared intently at him, making sure his expression was as genuine as a person could be. “I’m serious, Bakugou. I...I think you’re really attractive,” Kirishima saw how Bakugou’s eyes moved, how he felt frozen under his touch but still somehow looked like he wanted to squirm. “You’re cute and super manly, which I didn’t even know could be a real combination until I met you. You’re...you’re my favorite person, Bakugou.”

They sat like that for a moment. Kirishima brought his hand back down to rest in his own lap, but their eyes never left each other. That was, until, Bakugou’s eyes drifted downward towards Kirishima’s lips. Kirishima’s heart faltered for a minute at the gaze, feeling hair standing up at the back of his neck. Bakugou’s eyes darted back up to Kirishima, a tilt forward in his head that asked Kirishima ‘is this okay?’ Kirishima just nodded with half-lidded eyes, before Bakugou slowly leaned forward, his own eyes closing as their faces finally met in the middle when Kirishima pushed his own head forward.

Their lips brushed shyly against one another, as if cautious and unsure if this was an okay thing to do, before Kirishima pushed into it, forcing their lips together. Bakugou brought a hand up to cup at Kirishima’s cheek, Kirishima doing the same to Bakugou. Bakugou felt like he was going to melt, or explode, or disintegrate or...or just keep kissing Kirishima until he couldn’t breathe.

After what felt like an eternity, they pulled apart, breathless and hazy. Kirishima opened his eyes first, and when Bakugou opened his and looked at Kirishima with those shy little eyes he didn’t have before, Kirishima couldn’t help but dissolve into a fit of giggles. His laugh was always too contagious, damnit, and before he knew it Bakugou was giggling along with him and he didn’t even know why.

When he finally caught his breath, Kirishima slumped back against the pillows of Bakugou’s bed, Bakugou following him to lay there and stare questioningly. “Sorry, sorry, it’s just...you tasted like strawberry milk.”

Bakugou paused for a moment, before chuckling, shoving at Kirishima playfully as they both snickered. “You’re a fucking dork.”

“Hm, maybe,” Kirishima giggled as he brought his face back closer towards Bakugou’s, meeting their lips once again in a soft kiss that lasted forever.

Kirishima would definitely have to thank Mr. Bakugou later for that helpful information about his son, because now their night tasted like strawberry milk and giggles, and Kirishima didn’t want anything else in the entire world than just that.

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A/N : hope you guys enjoyed that, sorry its so fucking long LMAOO i got very carried away. it took me a while to write and ive got a fucking headache so imma go lay down now, MUCH LOVE!! <33

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Corpse x Seme!Male!Reader [Smut]

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A sighed left (M/n)'s mouth as he stared up at the ceiling after checking the time on his phone, bored and annoyed. His boyfriend, who he got used to call Corpse, had been ignoring him for the past couple of days, whether it was intentional or not, he doesn't know, but it got on his nerves.

Right now, he was playing Among Us with other youtubers, and seemed to be having fun, (M/n) heard his laugh at times, which made him smile but at the same time, feel slightly jealous.

Two and a half hours had passed since he locked himself in his recording room, only getting up to got the bathroom but calling for him to get him some water. Now, it was one of those times.

"Babe!" He heard Corpse's deep voice calling out to him and he got up from the couch, pausing the movie he was watching but wasn't paying attention to. His feet took him to the closed door, opening it and peeking his head in, Corpse turned to look at him over his shoulder, pushing down his headphones, "Could you get me more water?"

(M/n) walked in and went to grab his boyfriend's water bottle right next to him, he looked up at him with his left eye and smiled, before putting his headphones back on and focusing back on the screen. The taller male walked out of the room and went to refill the bottle.

He stood there, contemplating life, asking himself how the fuck can he get Corpse's attention, and an idea popped up in his mind. It wasn't a good thing to do it, but he was desperate and in need of his cute boyfriend's attention, so he took a deep breath and prepared for what he was going to do.

(M/n) closed the already filled bottle and walked back to his boyfriend to give it back. He stepped in and closed the door behind him, Corpse glanced at him for an instant before focusing on doing a signature vent kill. He slowly walked closer, placing the bottle where he got it from and he stood there, behind the black haired male as he watched him play. It was so convenient that he wasn't recording or streaming.

He placed his arms around his shoulders, resting his chin on the crown of his head and the body was found, through the headphone he could hear the rest of the crewmates discuss the location of the body and who might be the possible killer. None of them sused Corpse obviously, he had his fellow impostor vouching for him, which made things easier for them.

No one was voted off, mainly because the votes tied, so the round continued, and (M/n) started his mischievous plan.

One of his hands started to travel down slow enough for Corpse to ignore it, until he felt how that same hand was pressing down on his crotch making him flinch.

"(M/n)... what are you doing?" Was all he could ask, feeling a shiver run down his spine as the taller male had leaned down to start pressing open mouthed kisses on the skin of his neck. (M/n) knew how sensitive Corpse's neck was, so he took advantage of that. "S-stop, babe... I'm p-playing now."

(M/n) hummed innocently, rubbing on the growing tent inside Corpse's jeans.

"I know, just ignore me, like you've been doing the past three days." Corpse's breath hitched as he felt the sneaky fingers of his boyfriend unbutton his jeans and undoing the zip, slipping inside his underwear.

He bit his lip as he felt how (M/n)'s hand began to rub up and down, stroking his length in a torturous slow pace, teasing his tip with his thumb. Corpse noticed that an emergency meeting has been called and he started to panic, feeling his body shaking with nervousness and anxiety. (M/n) noticed that and he moved next to his ear.

"If you are quiet they won't notice... you have to be a good boy, baby." Corpse closed his eyes tight, listening to his friends discuss something with one another. Toast noticed how Corpse's character had been kind of AFK so he questioned him about that.

The curly haired male felt his heart sink when he tried to think of an excuse.

"Um... (M/n) w-was sh-showing me something..." he managed to stutter out, hoping that they would believe him.

They seemed pretty much convinced with his excuse, so they all skipped vote and kept going with the game. Corpse tilted his head back, as he felt his erection throbbing, begging for realise, but (M/n) wasn't going to give him that just yet. The (h/c) haired male kept kissing and sucking on his neck, occasionally going up to his earlobe and softly bit it, tugging with his teeth on his earring.

Corpse's mind was blank, completely out of it, but for a reason totally opposite than usual. All that he could think about was, 'I want to cum,' and that's it. He didn't even tried to keep playing anymore, he was focused on the hand that was sending him to heaven, or hell for all he knew.

"(M-m/n), please... I wa-wanna c-cum-nghm~," the male just stared at his face, scanning it up and down over and over again, seeing the lusty look he had and the red on his cheeks. (M/n) bit his lip and leaned in to press a kiss against his boyfriend's soft lips.

Corpse let out a gasp as (M/n)'s hand squeezed his tip, making pre-cum ooze from his slit and wetting his hand. He was about to let him cum, when the screen darkened for an instant, before showing 'Victory' in blue letters.

As soon as they were back on the lobby, Valkyrae -his fellow imposter- asked him what happened to him, Corpse had no idea what to answer so (M/n) decided to talk in his place.

"Sorry, guys, I've been bothering Corpse so he couldn't play at the end there, I'm sorry," everyone understood and said that it was all good, before another round started. The discord call was muted once again.

"No no no, I-I can't play any-anymore... I'm not-gnh, focused r-right now..." Corpse squirmed on his chair, gripping tightly his computer mouse and letting out soft groans. Poor little Corpsey...

He got imposter again. With Sykkuno.

But even if he wasn't in a good state to keep playing, he tried his best and somehow, managed to sneak a kill before another body was reported. Corpse said where he was and everyone skipped, short with evidence.

(M/n) noticed how Corpse managed to play somehow good, so he dipped further into his plan.

He lifted his free hand up to his mouth and licked three fingers, slipping them inside his underwear and further down, gracing his entrance. Corpse's body tensed, trembling slightly as he couldn't help but whimper out loud.

"Babe, why...? Aah~ fuck, d-don't touch th-there..." he mumbled between ragged breaths, without noticing how he had killed a crewmate in front of someone else. He was instantly voted off when he couldn't say a believable excuse, and he got ejected from the ship.

(M/n) saw that as an advantage and pushed a finger inside of his boyfriend, making him wince in pain. Corpse turned towards the taller male, hiding his face on his neck, gasping and whimpering as he uncontrollably squirmed on his chair again. His teeth bit down on the soft flesh of (M/n)'s neck as he felt how his finger reached deep inside of him.

(M/n) started moving the hand on Corpse's dick again, making him moan his name as he thrusted his hips into his hand, breathing rapidly. He pushed a second finger in and started stretching him as he teased his shaft once again, pre-cum dripping in a big amount.

(M/n)'s fingers suddenly pressed on his prostate, rubbing it slowly and making his back arch, his body trembled as he moaned out loud, cumming inside his pants. Corpse was catching his breath once again, when he saw the round end, now the word 'Defeat' was displayed in red.

He thought this was it, that his boyfriend was going to leave him alone and he could play peacefully again, but little did he knew about (M/n)'s plan.

Another game started, and Corpse relaxed when the word 'Crewmate' showed up on his screen. He took a deep breath and started to do his tasks, but another finger was pushed inside of him, thrusting in and out roughly making him whimper and close his legs tightly. (M/n) growled on his ear lowly, something that made his body weak, good thing he was sitting down.

"Spread your legs, baby, I won't repeat myself." Corpse swallowed at the raspy voice of his boyfriend and he, hesitantly, obeyed. (M/n) hummed in approval when the curly haired male spread his legs open, allowing him to fuck him with his fingers.

Corpse clenched around the digits inside of him as they pressed on his prostate, making him bit down in his bottom lip so he wouldn't moan out loud. (M/n) was having fun, seeing how other crewmates walked up to Corpse's character and "danced" around him, as if trying to get his attention.

His (e/c) eyes saw how Corpse was holding tight on his mouse so he realized the pressure on his prostate, something that made the black haired male relax greatly. He must be done by now, right? He though as his eyes opened, turning to look at the screen.

He was standing in the same spot for the past minutes, nobody had killed him and nobody had called a meeting, so he assumed nothing was happening.

Taking a deep breath, he moved his character a coupe of steps, before (M/n)'s voice slipped through his headphone, echoing in the room.

Oh boy, he was in for a long night.

"Stand up, baby." He tensed up but his as he was told, grimacing at the wet and sticky feeling of his underwear.

(M/n) moved the chair back and sat down, taking his twitching erection out of his sweatpants and pulling down Corpse's jeans and underwear together, making him jump in surprised. Before he could say anything, (M/n) grabbed his hip and made him sit down on his lap, or well, that's what it seemed like.

The taller male made Corpse's hips align with his dick, the tip pressing on his stretched hole, and he lowered him on it slowly, until he was fully inside of his boyfriend.

Corpse stayed still, feeling how (M/n) was reaching inside deeper that he ever was, and stretching him to his limit. He held his breath, gasping for air as he could feel (M/n) in his stomach, filling him up more than ever.

Fortunately -or unfortunately- for him, (M/n) stayed completely still, breathing on the back of his neck and playing with his erection again. Corpse didn't knew if it was good or bad the fact that (M/n) wasn't moving, but he started to think it was a bad thing, because he could feel every inch inside of him, and every time he moved the slightest bit, his boyfriend's dick would rub against his sensitive insides. Right as he was about to do his last wire, a body was found.

His eyes went to the task bar, which was almost full, and yet, only one person was dead.

Everyone skipped and they ran around doing their tasks, before Poki stood in front Corpse, waiting for him to do his task. He panicked and with a trembling hand, he did his wires, going further into admin to do his card swipe.

As soon as he did that task, his body shook, a strangled moan getting out of him mouth.

(M/n) had started to move, thrusting inside of him as slow as he could, driving him crazy and making him whimper with need. He felt his boyfriend's fingers rub his cock at a steady pace, while the other one held his hips in place. Corpse swallowed, trying to keep doing his tasks to win the game, but it seemed impossible for him. He couldn't focus at all.

All he could think about was how badly he wanted to be bend over and fucked mercilessly by his boyfriend. He wanted to scream his name and lose his voice, completely losing his mind to the pleasure, but right now, he wasn't getting any of that, he felt so riled up and on edge, and he couldn't think about anything else.

Corpse struggled to open his map, and saw that had only two tasks left, so he attempted to do them, but thankfully, one of the imposters noticed his out-of-it behavior and killed him.

As a ghost, Corpse went instantly to do his long tasks, which were both at med-bay. He did the sample and stood in the scan.

As he did so, (M/n)'s hand had moved away from his erection and was holding onto his hips now, his thrusting starting to get faster. Corpse felt how the tip was pushing on his stomach, which made him moan out his name as he squeezed around him.

"Fuck fuck fuUccK... I-I n-need-mngh~ moreeee~, (M/n) please..." the (h/c) haired male noticed how the sample was done, so he got Corpse's attention.

"Do your last task, win the game, say you have to go and I can fuck you however you want." He whispered in a raspy voice. Corpse heard the lust and desperation on (M/n)'s voice and it made him feel better knowing that he wasn't the only one so needy for the other.

The pressed the button for the red sample and the game ended. Corpse took a deep breath as he pressed the Quit button, unmuting his discord for a moment.

"S-sorry, guys, I-I have to... go now," he muted again as he felt a moan being trapped on his throat and he heard everyone complaining about him having to leave, but they said goodbye anyways. "Go-goodbye..." he muttered and ended the call.

He took off his headphones and held himself with his desk, bouncing up and down on the big cock inside of him.

"FUCK! It feels so... gooood~, fuck me (M/n)... wreck me, fuck me as h-hard as you w-waAant-eunhg~," Corpse bit down on his lip, riding (M/n) and taking him deep inside. He lifted his shirt up to take it off and he whimpered at the sight of (M/n)'s tip pressing on his stomach, making a little bump appear.

Corpse kept moaning his name over and over, making (M/n) want to completely destroy him. He stood up from the chair, making Corpse bend on his desk and he started to thrust into him at an inhumane pace, reaching deep into his colon. Corpse's mind blanked totally, mixing moans with whimpers and screams, muttering his name like it was the only thing he could say.

(M/n) gripped his hips and lost himself in the tight and hot pleasure of his boyfriend's insides, leaning down and biting on his shoulder, leaving hickeys along his upper back as he kept fucking his brains out.

Corpse's mouth was wide open, drool dripping out the corners, his tongue slightly poking out and tears falling down his red cheeks. His mind was wrecked, he was incapable of thinking about other thing that wasn't (M/n)'s cock.

"AahH!! FuuUcck~ I... I'm g-go-gonna... cuuuum-FUCK!! (M/n)~!!" He screamed his name as he came on his chest, feeling his boyfriend riding his high, making him cum longer.

(M/n) growled when he felt Corpse clench around him, his thrusting becoming sloppy and with a last thrust, he came deep inside his cute boyfriend.

They panted as their caught their breathing. (M/n) pulled out slowly, observing how his cum was dripping out of his babe, and he almost had another erection, if it wasn't because of Corpse's painful whine.

He hurried to help him, and he sat on the chair, placing Corpse on his lap and caressing his back as he played with his curly locks, "Did I hurt you, baby?" He asked in a worried tone that made the black haired male chuckle.

"Not really... but I feel really embarrassed..." he his his face on (M/n)'s chest and squirming on top of him, whining as he felt how the warm semen inside of him started to come out even more. "Can you take a bath with me?"

"Of course," (M/n) smiled and kissed his forehead, holding him up and carrying him to the bathroom.

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[soap-lady]

Come Come Kitty Kitty You’re So Pretty Pretty

Hello, my lovely babies!

Sorry this isn’t some cool multichapter fic or even a well-done one shot. This is pure unapologetic crack but I hope you still take a few moments to read and enjoy if it’s your sort of thing.

For @snacc-noir who would enjoy this sort of thing and @arylace who is an unapologetic enabler.

Despite what her superhero partner might believe, Marinette did have a sense of humor about herself. She could even laugh at her own faults and foibles. She didn’t mind when the Girl Squad teased her about them because their jokes at her expense were never mean spirited.

Unfortunately, she wasn’t expecting that the return of Felix Graham de Vanily would test her limits.

Adrien’s gremlin twin was back in Paris, supposedly to help his mother during a movie production. In reality he was dividing his time between being a production assistant and a professional troll.

Only two people were glad to see  his return. One was Adrien, who was starving for affection and family love, known for being able to overlook bad behavior. The other was Lila, who viewed Felix as either a meal ticket, a kindred spirit, or a co-conspirator. Perhaps all three.

As expected the rest of the class couldn’t stand him and would cheerfully ship him back to London given the chance. Adrien tried to convince them to be nice to his cousin. They promised to be civil. He courteously ignored them for the most part unless he had no choice.

The one exception was Marinette Dupain-Cheng.

The class representative didn’t have the luxury of ignoring a fellow student and Bustier depended on...forced her to keep the peace by soothing the ruffled feathers gleefully caused by Felix. She kept the class as happy as possible and even managed to prevent an akuma or two. Much to Felix’s surprise and LIla’s consternation.

Felix prided himself on being observant and able to analyze anyone. Everyone had a hidden weakness waiting to be exploited. Marinette’s were out in the open; her clumsiness, awkwardness and levels of anxiety that would crush another person.

She also refused to let him bait her. He tried needling her about her feelings for his cousin, right in front of said boy. Adrien spoke up for her, saying, “Marinette loves all her friends equally. Why should I be any different?” to oohs and aahs from the class. He bragged about his connections and unlike Rossi, had pictures to prove it. The class grimaced, Lila fumed, but all Marinette would say was, “How nice for you, Felix,” and smile.

It made him want to tease her more. She was a cute little thing and he was sure she was even more attractive when angry or frustrated. Or perhaps he meant more amusing.

One rainy Parisian afternoon Marinette herself handed him the perfect opportunity. 

He had been hurrying home because he’d forgotten his umbrella. His Burberry coat kept him mostly dry but his hair was soaked and plastered to his head. He was vaguely aware of his shoulder smacking into someone but he didn’t feel like stopping to apologize.

He heard something clatter to the ground and then, “Ow! Wait, a minute, you dropped something! Wait! Felix!”

At the sound of his name he risked a glance behind him. Tiny little Marinette was now following him. He smirked and hurried on as if he hadn’t heard her. Predictably she followed.

“Felix! You dropped this! Wait! Just stop for a minute so I can give it to you and go!”

He sped up, wondering how long she could keep up with him.

Several blocks later she was still behind him, barely out of breath. Her endurance and stamina was surprising but he had an advantage over her.

She was Marinette Dupain-Cheng.

Her foot slipped and she went flying, picking up an impressive amount of speed until she came to a rolling stop near Felix’s feet.

Well, she’s fallen for me at last, he thought and dismissed the horrid pun from his mind. He’d been spending far too much time around his idiot cousin.

The noirette looked up at him, huge bluebell eyes blinking up at him. She was completely soaked to the skin. The cute pink sundress and grey leggings she’d been wearing were slightly torn and no doubt ruined. Then there was the look on her face.

Surprise faded into annoyance with shades of...was that anger? Anger on Marinette’s sweet little face?

It was! Delightful.

Her eyes were alight with blue flames as she glared, outright glared up at him. Her full lips thinned and her tiny fists clenched as she looked up at him as if she could cheerfully strangle him and throw him in the Seine.

His primal instinct was to flinch but most of him was oddly charmed. Even her anger was adorable, not that he wished to admit it.

“Aw, how cute,” he cooed as he lifted her into his arms. “A lost kitten! I’m going to take you home with me, little kitten and ask my mummy if you can live with us!”

“What?!” the girl squeaked but the blond boy was already hurrying home.

                                                        *****

There were many negative things people might say about Amelie Graham de Vanily’s parenting style. Oh, sure, she was too permissive, she tried to be his friend/cohort over being his mother, she raised him to be a con artist. However no one could deny she was loving and supportive, calm whenever he needed her. Despite all the pranks he pulled over the years she prided herself on being unflappable.

She was not expecting him to bring home a girl, at least not one sodden and trembling, who looked equal parts confused and furious.

Felix held out the wet, grumpy girl for his mother’s inspection. “She followed me home, can I keep her?” he asked cheekily. 

The poor dear’s face went from confused anger to horrified embarrassment. She wiggled in Felix’s arms and began to protest.  “You dropped your wallet! I was trying to return it! Why did you act like you couldn’t hear me? I dropped my umbrella because of you.”

The girl really was adorable and Amelie noticed the looks her son gave her was almost fond when he thought no one was looking. Felix had finally noticed a girl without considering her a mark! How wonderful!

Catching her son’s gaze Amelie gave her son a wink and decided to play along with whatever her son was plotting.

“Oh, the poor thing!” Amelie could sympathize with the confused girl. She clearly wasn’t familiar with the Graham de Vanily style of humor and affection. She would learn.  

Pleased to see her son having a bit of fun since coming to Paris she rang for a maid to fetch some towels. Humor was one thing, being a poor hostess quite another. It wouldn’t do for her son’s little friend to catch cold.  “Does she have a name?”

Felix looked the girl in his arms over. She fit rather nicely in his embrace and he was reluctant to let her down just yet. He was glad her sense of propriety in front of his mother prevented her from punching or kicking him in the face. He decided he wanted to find out how much further he could go. 

 “I didn’t see a collar so I guess she’s just a poor stray kitten.” He gave his classmate a look of mocking affection.  “I think I’ll name her ‘Duchess’.”

Oh, that did it. Marinette began to struggle in earnest and he almost dropped her. “You know what my name is!” she admonished. She tried to appeal to Amelie, hoping the mother was more sane than the son. “Please, tell your son the joke’s over and I need to get home?”

Bluebell eyes pleaded with her and Amelie sympathized with her embarrassment but was having too much fun. She decided to play along with Felix’s shenanigans.

“Now, darling, you can’t just bring home strays,” she playfully scolded her only child.  “We need to get her vaccinated. Then of course she’ll needs lots of love and attention-”

Marinette finally managed to slide out of Felix’s unprotesting arms. “I’ll see myself out,” she mumbled. She had thought Felix and his mother were merely eccentric but now she wanted to get away from them before she was forced to wear cat ears and eat from a bowl on the floor. She was close to the door. Perhaps she could make a run for it…

Amelie continued on as if the girl hadn’t spoken. “And feed her and brush her and play with her…”

Felix looked up and down the girl’s bedraggled frame. Her outfit was a loss but it clung to her body rather fetchingly. She wasn’t as curvy as her ombre haired friend but her proportions were excellent for her height. “And bathe her?” he leered.

The noirette squawked unattractively because that was the last straw. She had to deal with Felix’s antics at school but she wasn’t going to humor him on her own time, especially when she was trying to do him a favor. And why was his mother encouraging him? Shouldn’t a parent set boundaries?

 “That’s it! I’m leaving!” she had to get out of there before her own sanity was threatened. 

She grabbed a few towels from the startled maid and wrapped them around herself to form a terry cloth toga.  “Thank you very much!” She threw the wallet at Felix’s chest and  squelched out the door.

Mother and son waited until the door was closed and the maid had retreated to look at each other and laugh.

Something about the girl seemed vaguely familiar. She remembered her son mentioning one of his classmates and showing her a picture. “That was Marinette, wasn’t it? Marinette Dupain-Cheng? She’s just as lovely as you said she was.” Amelie chewed on her bottom lip. “And she wants to be a designer, you said? I believe you mentioned she looks up to Gabriel.” Her expression morphed to genuine sympathy. “Poor thing.”

Felix smiled. He was sure his new little kitten could find a much better mentor. His mother was a business prodigy and the head of the Wardrobe Department at Graham Films was always looking for talented summer interns. Valuable experience for an up and comer in the fashion industry.

“All the more reason to keep her.” The boy smiled as he remembered how angry he’d made his usually calm, serene classmate. He wondered what he would have to do to make her come at him, biting and scratching…

Marinette. What an amusing, adorable little pet you’ll make.

                                                          *****

Two days after Marinette’s attempt at a good deed went horribly horribly wrong, Felix strode right up to her before the bell rang.

For the first time in weeks there had been no akuma two days in a row and the usually tardy girl had been able to finish a few commissions and go to sleep on time. Now she regretted arriving early to class because it gave that blond gremlin extra time to pester her. She strained to maintain her neutral expression. Even Lila hadn’t been too annoying lately. Felix had decided to pick up her slack.

“There’s my kitty!”

At his desk Adrien heard the word kitty and panicked. Did his cousin know his secret? Would he tell the class? His father would kill him if his secret got out for endangering his life and therefore the brand. “Kitty?” he babbled. “Where?!”

Felix walked right past his cousin and handed the surprised pigtailed girl a box. It was light blue and decorated with a fancy script from some boutique. Most of her female classmates cooed at her surprise. Chloe did her nails. Lila silently fumed as one of the boys she hoped to ensnare was lavishing attention on the wrong girl.

“I had this made for you, my dear,” Felix grinned fondly down at his cute little target. She was fighting so hard not to get angry at him, at least not in front of their class. She actually cared what the chattel thought of her. Charming.

Marinette held the box with all the tentative care one would afford a particularly thorny cactus or a cobra.  “If this is your way of apologizing…” she warned the boy.

It was probably a bribe, an expensive bribe to make him forgive her and look good in public, like Lila. If she refused it he could make her appear hard-hearted and ungrateful. Well, she’d accept it, give him a kind, if empty smile, and then throw it in a drawer once she got home.

“Open it!” Rose urged. Although she was a firm Adrienette supporter, if Felinette made her friend happy, she was all for it. Perhaps love with someone as kind as Marinette would change the aggravating boy for the better.

The other girls echoed Rose’s sentiment and Marinette realized she couldn’t just put it in her backpack for now. She opened the box, expecting some stupidly expensive jewelry she’d never wear.

In a way, she was right.

Nestled on a bed of fine cotton was a pink diamond-encrusted necklace. Well, they could have been rhinestones or Swarovski crystals for all she knew. 

Her friends crowded around her, all but Alya, who was running late to stare at her “gift”. It was a bit too flashy for her taste and unlike a simple string necklace she could hide under her shirt it was a wide choker style. Marinette opened her mouth to give him a blatantly insincere thank you but paused. There was a heart-shaped locket attached to the necklace with the word “Duchess” engraved on it. The locket also had a little bell.

This was a collar.

This was a collar meant for humans. Felix had given it to her to show her he considered her his pet. In front of everyone! She had tried to return his wallet, a good deed, and rewarded her with public humiliation in front of nearly the entire class!

Marinette looked up into his face. His smile widened as he saw dismay and hurt bloom on her face. “I had to guess your size,” he told her modestly.

She wouldn’t cry in front of him but she didn’t have to stand here and take his crud. She threw the box back in his face, hitting him squarely on the nose. The poor noirette ran out of the classroom and saw Alya walking with Nino. She latched onto her best friend’s side and allowed herself to sob. “Alyaaaa! Felix is bullying me again!”

 The Girl Squad glared at him but he didn’t seem to notice as he pulled out his phone and sat next to his cousin.

“Yes, I want to order a princess canopied pet bed. Can you make one large enough for say...a great dane or a mastiff? Great. Oh...and with silk bedding. Thanks.”

Satisfied, he put his phone away and pulled out his things for class. Marinette’s reaction to his gift was everything he could have hoped for, minus the sore nose.

Adrien looked over at his satisfied cousin and shook his head. Felix clearly had a crush on his good friend Marinette and while he applauded his cousin’s good taste, his tactics were awful. Teasing girls one liked went out of fashion when his father was in ecole maternelle and just came across as cruel and unfeeling.

Some people are just oblivious when it comes to talking to girls and romance.

                                                         *****

Meanwhile Hawk Moth stood in his lair, poised to send yet another akuma to Francois Dupont. There were strong negative emotions swirling around his son’s class, perfect fodder for…

Then he read the emotions closely.

He frowned and closed his window as the butterflies fluttered around him, disturbed by what he sensed.

Too weird. Even for me.

                                                           *****

A week later and the weather was nice enough for everyone to have lunch outside and Bustier’s students chatted among themselves as they ate. Felix was adeptly fending off yet another unwanted advance from Lila Rossi when Marinette marched up to him. And he did mean march. Her steps were strident and her gaze was determined and unflinching.

Felix was reminded of a painting he’d once seen of Queen Boudicca and found himself enchanted. Lila huffed and turned her back. Felix smiled and waved.

“My dear Marinette. Hello-”

The girl ignored him, digging into her backpack and pulling out a satin gift bag. The smile she gave him was bright and sharp. “I finally discovered a way to thank you for your oh-so-thoughtful gift.” She told him.

“The gift you never accepted-” he began but he wasn’t sure he was listening. The cute little pet bed he’d bought was going to waste. She didn’t even like the picture he’d posted on Instagram. For some reason his little kitten was holding a grudge. Perhaps it was the “Lost Kitten” poster he’d posted in the cafeteria. He thought the cat filter he’d used for her picture was flattering.

With a speed he wouldn’t have thought she had she pulled something from the bag and had it around his neck before he could blink twice.

She pulled out a black leash and snapped on to the ring attached to the collar. “What do you know? It fits!”

Felix couldn’t do more than stare at her as new information wound its way into his head. The girl had bought him a dog collar and a matching leash. He reached up and felt it. The collar even had spikes. Despite his shock he felt a sliver of admiration.He wasn’t expecting her to retaliate like this. Well done.

Marinette walked away while he was still processing what she’d done and handed the other end of the leash to Lila. “Could you hold this for me, please?” She asked.

The Italian girl was taken off-guard. “Hmm?” she responded but accepted the leash automatically before she could think about what she was doing.

Marinette gave her a genuinely grateful smile. “Thank you,” she told her classmate and walked away.

Lila looked down at the leather object she was holding and gave it an experimental tug. She heard a grunt and suddenly Felix was right beside her, nearly running into her before he stopped himself. She put her hands out in an automatic defense gesture and they landed on his chest.

“Woo! Loving your new look, Felix! Congrats, Lila! I didn’t know he was your type!”

“You might want to leave your costume items at home though, dude!”

Felix and Lila looked up in abject horror as not only their class but Mendeleiev’s and D’Argencourt’s class applauded as the blond wore a spiked collar while his “master” held his leash.

And that’s how the rumor that they were the school’s kinkiest couple got started.

#crack fic #miraculous ladybug #marinette dupain cheng #felix graham de vanily #one sided felinette #felix is a little gremlin #amelie is a troll

[chidoroki]

The Promised Neverland S2EP4

aka: the fast-forward button is BROKEN! but my heart is oddly happy?

Friendly reminder that the full version of “Identity” was released yesterday and I love it even more now!

Oh? We got WM’s real name reveal this early too?

Bruh, they’re playing the “Introduction” theme from the first season’s soundtrack.

Ahh! The Glory Bell kid’s names are written on the “help” wall! Good!

Wait, what? What’s with this book that’s been written in though?

“Everybody’s gone. I’m all alone. I can’t stand this any longer. I’m also going to head for the human world. To anybody who’s reading this, don’t give up!” Well, that helps to confirm that geezer was here but again, it raises even more new questions. How does he know of the human side of the world? Does he know how to get there? And why does he sound so hopeful? It seems so unlike him..

Type “future” into the pen? That’s new too.

Ah, it’s the map we saw a glimpse of in the preview.. but D100? It’s not Cuvitidala since its coordinates are D528-143, so what is this new place?

They sure enjoy reminding us of Norman hm?

Chris!! You adorable child, I love you! I know it was Emma who wakes everyone up their first morning at the shelter but this is okay too!

And this is probably the closest we’ve ever been to seeing Ray’s sleeping face.

January 22nd.. so it’s passed the day they were supposed to meet geezer.. okay.

Aww, the younger kids are practicing archery!

Also, can we change into the shelter clothes already? Give my girl those nice black pants!

The duo out hunting!!! Aaah!!

The underground tunnels really are extensive huh.

Ayyy! There we go! Now we get Emma waking everyone else up!

They’re all so cute living their daily lives in the shelter though.. I can’t be mad at the anime for this.

Dominic, you little pro archer you.

Chef Ray! Yeeaahh!!

Okay but.. shirtless Ray too? He didn’t join the other boys in manga at all when in the bath, as we saw last ep, so I’m surprised.

Nat playing the piano before the kids go to sleep.. aah my heart!

Dominic is gonna go hunting with him?? Yes please!

Oh god, Thoma and Lani are going too.. I’m prepared for trouble.

Wow, I’m surprised that Don and Gilda went too, since that means they left the younger kids in the care of Anna and Nat.

No doubt the strangest fishing trip I’ve seen.

Oh nooo! Nat is the poor soul who has to test the fish to see if they’re safe for eating.

“No way, or I won’t play piano anymore!” “You can’t do that!” Awww!! Everyone loves hearing him play! I’m feeling so soft for this family right now man..

Look at our troublemakers stepping up and taking Nat’s place.. ah! And Ray!

Oh! Seems like the fish are okay to eat.. and delicious? I guess I can’t be surprised if Ray was the one who cooked them.

WHAT? February 26th?? Huh? Umm.. I have a major concern here!! GP was supposed to blow up on January 29th! I know this seems real bad and a ton of people are gonna jump in and say they cut that arc out, as if people weren’t already saying that since last week, but hello?? I guess it’ll just happen on a different date?.. hopefully.

It’s been a month and still no shelter outfits why?

GASP!! Is it she?? My queen??

ISABELLA!!!!!

Anime can have all my HELL YEAHS for giving us her with her hair down again!! I’d never thought I’d see it.. but I’m so thankful!!

“I will return all of the children unharmed, and ship them out as originally planned.” You shut your damn mouth grandma.. and speaking of “original plans,” aren’t you supposed to be dead by now?

While I’m completely thrilled we got to see Isabella again.. I don’t know how I feel about seeing her like.. this? In manga she had her strong “iron woman” front the entire time but here she looks so defeated? Like she would never show weakness but grandma taunting her like that by talking about the children’s lives to see how Isabella would react.. man, I have mixed feelings.

Rossi you’re too cute.

Goddamn.. I knew it was coming from the preview but I wasn’t ready for that explosion right now.

Wait.. it actually was their shelter? It wasn’t one of the fake, dummy ones James set up?? AH SHIT!!

Oh, and they decide to play “Tension” as well.. great.

I swear, if one of those dudes is the bastard I think it is..

“We have to get out of here. It’s not safe anymore.”  Bro, I didn’t think I would be getting ch104 flashback this soon! Oh no!

Oh god, Don and Rossi are still in the monitor room too.. which almost plays out like future manga events but darn it!

Queen!! We get to see more of you??

No no no, get vida flower away from her.

“I’m too ashamed to face them. Besides, I know that they will get away.” AAaahh, the confidence she has in them!

“They are my children, after all.” HER SMILE!! Y’all I love this woman so much!!

Don really knocked that dude out with a chair.

Oh shit, RAY!! Hahaa he was so close to shooting the guy with that arrow!

Aaahh! That hug Don gets from Gilda though, awww!

Look at our boy Chris lead the way through the tunnels! (please anime don’t you dare hurt this boy right here, right now like ch105)

NO! Sir, whoever you are, put the gun down!

“We just want a normal life like everyone else.” I’m not fond of these ch105 feels right now anime! I’m panicking!

Thoman and Lani!! Our troublemakers coming through with some nice shots of their own!

And the duo end up tackling the guy too! No hesitation whatsoever! AAHH I love them!!

Run my children!

Huh?? The younger kids ended up being captured anyway? Oh hell no!

Wild demon! Yeess! Damn, that thing is huge!

Dominic, sweetie, I love you and appreciate your bravery, but please just focus on running away instead of shooting at the beast!

YOOOO! RAAAYY! As if I couldn’t love you anymore than I already do! That jump! That accuracy! That kill! I’m so proud! Why is he so perfect??

Damn right my queen’s life was spared.

Bruh.. it might not be Peter making the deal with her but still.. why are we getting this scene now?? It’s from ch165!!

“Your release won’t be the only reward.” And.. what else? The hell did you just whisper in her ear!? Tell me!

“Rest assured, I will get back those children who betrayed me.” Y’all.. if you could see the damn smile on my face right now, holy shit. I’m in awe of this woman. Yes, what she said is highly concerning if you don’t know, but if you do know.. it’s fucking fantastic.

I get they wanna make it seem like she’s still an enemy and they executed that scene real well to convey that. (i’ll fight anyone who says she’s a bad mom though)

The kids running for their life through the forest exactly how ep1 started.. nice.

So.. yeah, I’m worried about the obvious things like geezer, GP and the main story line but like.. I’m also highly intrigued right now?

Ah, these reactions are gonna be so much longer now that we’re going original. I.. kinda dig it honestly. To just watch these kids do their own thing and not be so judgemental over every little thing the anime changes from manga.. it’s kinda refreshing.

Okay, so if we’re gonna be getting all new scenes, here’s one I’m hoping for. We just saw Nat play piano before the kids all went to sleep, right? So can I hope that while everyone is out in the forest trying to sleep, can we get Ray humming the lullaby? Please??

#the promised neverland #episode reaction

[thor-hemsworthy]

Keeping in mind I'm ignoring Infinity Wars and Endgame, I'd like to think that at some point on the ship Brunnhilde shared her name with Thor, but told him she prefers to be called Valkyrie in public/in front of their people. I also like the idea that she helps him better understand who Odin used to be. A mushy headcanon is that Thor tried a few pet names out, but they were vetoed immediately. He settles on "dearest" and she keeps "your majesty".

These are so cute aah!

#thor odinson #brunnhilde #valkyrie #thorkyrie

[kittyandco]

oh those are CUTE!! Birthday cake, Chocolate Chip Cookies, Ice cream, Marshmallow, Whipped cream - yumedanshi

@yumedanshi aah, thank you!! yes they are very cute and i'm feeling soft skdjdfjk. uhhhh. i... don't have a ship name for us yet but i'm Thinking about selina. sigh.

Birthday cake: When is your F/O's birthday? (you can put yours as well if your comfortable with that)

i have a feeling it is in the winter like mine is... sometimes you can just tell i also don't feel like looking it up

Chocolate Chip Cookies: Does your F/O enjoy sweets? Do you enjoy sweets as well?

we do, and i especially do, i have such a sweet tooth and the art of dessert/pastry is so interesting to me.

Ice cream: If the two of you went out for ice cream what would you both get?

for me, it depends! i only go out for ice cream, i never buy it from the store, so i always try to get a different flavor every time i go out. i like espresso chip, cookie dough, anything with caramel or peanut butter, just whatever. i'll get whatever looks good. i think selina would get something really decadent, with a lot of different components, just to get the most out of it, you know?

Marshmallow: Would you go camping with your F/O? If so what’s something you two would do during camping together?

i don't think either of us would want to genuinely go camping. she's a city girl anyway... and i'm not a Country Girl i'm also not a city girl, but i am from the south irl so i could probably handle it better than she could

IF WE DID, HOWEVER, i feel that it would be one of those times where we get to talk about anything on our mind and probably scare each other with what we're really feeling/thinking... the classic buried trauma being dug up out of nowhere

Whipped cream: What’s something your F/O does to make you happy?

when she... um... when... i mean... i still haven't decided which canon i'm going with. because in one of them, i'm thinking that we liked each other long before catwoman was ever a thing. so... in that case, she was definitely awkward, but she always listened to me when i needed her and would always go out of her way to spend time with me or do things for me. i felt guilty for that, almost, because she was always tending to other people's needs besides her own.

now, though, as far as canon goes, i mean... it's hard not to be happy with a girlfriend with a cat-like alter ego who would do literally anything even outside of most people's moral boundaries for you. FOR. YOU. can you even believe it

sweet theme f/o ask prompts

#asks #ship name tbd #please brain give me a good cat pun #food tw