#I already have two and their names are Kas and [redacted]

[miriamundertale]

hi heres my current reading list for manga. still being updated. post is very very long so under a readmore. images are only if i have specific screencaps to help the big spam

Berserk

I guess it goes here now wtf. Curious where it goes but im not upset if it turns away from what i like. The last miura chapter was an ok open ending for me

Black clover

i originally started reading this due to it feeling like a good example of shounen as a genre with the good and the bad, and for a while was going to say its my "if you want to understand the genre just read it" rec but one piece has been here. just here 4 fun now

Bocchi the Rock!

Ill be blunt just watch the anime. I enjoy reading the manga but its pretty classical mid. mainlining shots of kikuri until the spinoff lands jokes on you im already blasted

Bocchi the Rock! Gaiden: Hiroi Kikuri no Fukazake Nikki

Hiroi spinoff This woman is too pathetic for her own good [redacted for public safety]

Boku no Kokoro no Yabai Yatsu

Im caught up, rough start but very fun overall and good horny art. hard to complain

Boku wa Kimitachi wo Shihai suru

This is one of my "this is blatantly porn" reads but its got some good fucked up elements that make it fun. i also pr it so woo

Boy's Abyss

i fucking love this. Its about to hit its head climax wise and the degree of fuckness in it makes me excited for every release also chaco is impeccable

Bungou Stray Dogs

its pretty ok so far. i think its hilarious its made people go back and read classic lit

Chainsaw Man

God i love act two. Asa is the best possible followup to denji and seeing her and denji interract is going to make the inevitable fujimotofication of the story even more fun

Hazure Skill "Kage ga Usui" o Motsu Guild Shokuin ga, Jitsuha Densetsu no Ansatsusha

Yeah ik long name. its an isekai lite aka the whole "this is an isekai in all but including the start of an isekai" genre thats popped up lately. its very charming and gorgeously drawn

Heavenly Delusion

in terms of post apocalyptic stuff it stands out and winds up pretty fun. the art isnt something wild but stands out with its own charm

Henjo

Henjo is hornybait with fucked up age gap, so a very boring and tread upon category, but the target audience is clearly less the horny 20 year olds hunting high school girls and more the high school girls who think they can pull. An important part of the manga ecosystem.

The Summer Hikaru Died

the art style is really evocative and i do love me some weirdly fucked up yaoi. good recent pickup

Hikikomari Kyuuketsuki no Monmon

kinda slippin on this one. it feels like a bit that they abandon quickly but i do love my vampire media

Houseki no Kuni

gems

Isekai Meikyuu de Harem o

I read this out of this fucked up interest in how the mangaka spends the majority of this horny isekai not worldbuilding but game designing the rules of this isekai. Its such a weird focus of priorities

Ishuzoku Reviewers

fun concept fun art horny is fun fuck you

Jahy-sama wa kujienai!

Jahy is going to abolish capitalism

Ka「」Ku「」Shi「」Go「」To「

Please someone pick this up again please if you need an editor i will fucking do it just reach out

Jibaku Shounen Hanako-kun

This manga is fuckin gorgeous tbh. I think its close to its endgame and im excited to see how it goes

Kagurabachi

fuck you shut up fuck you i thought it would be funny. its pretty ok shounen. needs more homoeroticism though

Kemono jihen

Its a fun read and i like a lot of the character designs. It holds me pretty solidly at least

Kobayashi-san Chi no Maid Dragon

Dramaid is watching someone with immense talent at writing domestic slice of life work REALLY hard at learning how to draw tits

The vampire dies in no time

I thought this was gonna be yaoi but instead its nothing but pathetic characters i absolutely love. Really good stuff

Mahou Shoujo ni Akogarete

This is an arguably porn read but is fun and is fucked up yuri so am i really at fault for reading it?

Mieruko-chan

How is this not more popular. Great concept. Really striking art. Solid writing. I barely see anyone talk about it. Might be due to the really uninteresting anime adaptation

My hero academia

i just want to see this train crash

Natsume Yuujinchou

I love the show and the mangas no exception. Really enjoyable and yuki midorikawa's style is pleasant on the eyes

Noss and Zakuro

this is insanely cute on every level. you agree.

One piece

Its fucking real lads

One Punch Man (webcomic)

Welcome to gremlintown (we got an update :D)

One Punch Man (Manga)

thank god were free from garou arc

Onimai

goated.

Oshi ni Amagami

i like my funny vampire stories and this is a fun vampire neet one

Oshi no ko

i am committed to this idc about the outcome

Ousama Ranking

IMPLYING ANYONE EVER DOES 70-155 LMAO SORRY I LIKE READING THE MANGA cant believe you made me watch the anime. tl the missing chapters please

Please Give Me Your Blood, I Will Serve You In Gratitude

Miriam "Trashy Vampire Manga Fan" Undertale

Record of Ragnarok

i needed something trashy and fun and this does it

Rent a Girlfriend

my least defensible read. its garbage. i hate it. its horrible trash and i read it purely out of some weird revival of the author attempt to understand miyajima innately and emotionally through his work

Sakamoto days

Im sorry it took me this long to hop on. I wasn't familiar with your game.

Senpai ga Uzai Kouhai no Hanashi

This manga gives me severe dysphoria and yet i keep reading it. well not rly because its kinda gotten mega boring

Shingeki no Eroko-san ~Hen na Oneesan wa Danshikousei to Nakayoku Naritai~

Continuing her streak of having the biggest mind ever, yoshiru konogi pops off with the manga targeted towards pathetic 30 year old women who want a high school boy to a massive degree

Shojo null

Art is cracked and the energy is utterly hogwild. I love the "no actually please torture your oppressors" vibe so far

SHY

im so happy im getting updates again. anime was good despite low budget. excited for s2 yes yes yes

Skip and loafer

The art style is so lovely and its a breath of fresh air compared to a lot of the romance ive been reading lately

Sono Bisque Doll wa Koi wo Suru

Its fun fuck you. The seasonals in 2022 had a great selection of source materials and bisque doll slams it out of the park

Sousou no Frieren

the severe nature of how much this goes will never be beat.

Spy x Family

Its good and thats Fine. no clue whats going on with the manga it feels like i get maybe an update every 5 months

The Dungeon That Kills All Adventurers

another dowman sayman banger who could have predicted this

To Your Eternity

TYE is enjoyable though i think its kinda suffering from jojofication. i think it deserves an ending soon

Usuzumi no Hate

i refuse to believe this is this mangakas first work. this is fucking incredible. gorgeously drawn with an incredible concept. read now

The 100 Girlfriends Who Really, Really, Really, Really, Really Love You

the type of peak that could only exist to those willing to brave their own doubts. a work of art that will only exist for those strong enough to resist their hearts saying "cringe"

The Case Study of Vanitas

who could have predicted gay vampires are good

VERSUS

Why are we once again in a world where people are not translating kino by one

Vinland Saga

Man this grew on me fast. I picked it up not expecting a lot and got the world with it

Witch Hat Atelier

At this point it feels like im very obviously drawn to pretty stuff but honestly its a really good read. Qifrey and olruggio should kiss already

Yorashi Ni warau

I cannot get over the art still, fucking gorgeous, the story hasnt really gotten stuck in my craw like some other things but the art genuinely makes up for it

Yotsuba

Yotsuba is one of the mangas of all time

zom 100

this is one of those "i saw the start of a genre trending and assumed one of the main firestarters would be bad" stories and im glad i was wrong. it's very charming in a kinda fun childish way

#miri post #big and long im SORRY I READ TOO MUCH SHIT #if you want specific recs u can dm me or just read call of the night #in fact read call of the night

[cayofdreams]

TRAIN RIDE

warning: degradation, exhibitionism, slight humiliation, mentions of breeding, my 4 am brain rotting

can i just thirst about baku making you hold in his cum on the train ride back home after some public fuckery (and you failed)? yes? ok, ty. 

note: h/n = hero name; i wrote this days ago so don’t come at me for using g.z. (in fact you can enjoy it for the last time)

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You tried hard to focus on clenching your quivering walls, watching the glowing lights that swept pass the train’s window as you stood beside your boyfriend. But every jerk of the bustling train, every brush with a tumbling passenger, every sadistic chuckle that left his mouth, only caused your thighs to buckle, letting his warm cum drench your soiled panties even more. The fact that the only a thin sliver of lace was holding what already seeped out gave you chills as you felt more slippery with each escaping drip. 

He watched as you twitched every so often, his cheshire grin only extending more at how your facial expression became increasingly distressed, your grip around his bicep tightening with each passing moment. The little whimpers that escaped you before silencing them with a bite of the lip making it hard for him to just not fuck you in front of all these extras. 

He wouldn’t give you that pleasure though. This was punishment, after-all. This is what you deserved for getting all needy after your date to the movies. 

Never-mind that he had purposefully picked out a raunchy adult film to trigger your insatiable libido. That he purposefully chose to view the movie at the theater’s busiest times, with seating in the middle of the room so that you wouldn’t try anything naughty with other people near by. 

His goal of course was to get you begging for his cock to fill your needy pussy in the alleyway not far from the theater. And of course he’d play it off like you were being a huge nuisance. He told you if he did this he’d have to punish you later. And you, being the gluttonous being that you are, fervently obliged. 

So you only deserved this. If anything you should be grateful to have the pleasure of holding in his cum for so long. Maybe he’d finally be able to knock you up; have you become his cute little housewife. Something much outside your realm, but he didn’t care. It’d be is permanent mark. And the fact that he had an entire train-full of an audience to view your impregnation, even if they were unknowing, made his own cock grow hard again underneath his boxers. 

"E-Excuse me, miss...are you okay?” A fellow passenger had tapped you on the shoulder, his face showing concern at your concentration face being mistaken for discomfort. Fuck. Did he know what you were up to? Could he tell by your face? Had Bakugou’s cum finally seeped through your lace and dripped down your leg? Your lips trembled as you tried to part them to answer the stranger, making sure to hold back any whimpers.

"I-I’m fi-”

“Tch. She’s fine, asswipe! Now how about you fucking get lost!” Bakugou’s hand quickly went from his pocket to your backside, fingers wrapped firmly around your hip. His angered expression turned once more into a menacing smile as he looked at you. Your bottom lip once again caught in between your teeth as his hand slid back to the cushion of your ass. “Heh- unless you’re trying to see a fucking show?” Uncaring of other passengers who may be curiously looking on, Bakugou squeezed at your soft tush. Lost in the gratification of the feeling, a moan started to seep from your lips but was abruptly interrupted by-

*splat*

Your eyes widened at the wet noise that echoed from below you. You turned your head away as heat flared your cheeks in both embarrassment and the thrill of being discovered. The thrill of some poor stranger seeing the aftermath of your boyfriend’s punishment splattered on the train floor. The thought made you even slicker between your thighs. You turned back to see the possible look of shock on the man’s face but it seemed Bakugou’s grimacing aura had already scared him away. However-

(Un)Lucky for you, Bakugou had seen the aftermath of your failure splattered on the train floor. “Did you just fuckin-” If the furrowing of his eyebrows didn’t tell you he was angry, the tightening grip he held on your ass cheek definitely was. “I risk my reputation to fuck you senseless earlier, and this is how you repay me?” 

Your silence as you provocatively continued to bite your lip only enticing him even more, he pulled you away from the middle of the train, pressing your back against the glass. “Just how much did you let leak out, huh?” Ignoring your protesting grip on his arm, he slipped his hand under your skirt, sliding two of his fingers up and down your wet folds. 

“Ka-Katsuki~!” The euphoric feeling of his fingers brushing past your needy clit made it impossible to keep clenching your slippery walls together.

*splat*  *splat*  *splat*

A mixture of more of his cum and your juices drooped from your pussy to slip through Bakugou’s fingers before splattering on your shoes and the train floor. The back of your hand came to your mouth to hush your mewls as Bakugou towered over you. Your legs trembling as you lifted your head to meet with deviously vermillion eyes. 

“What the fuck? Did you just waste more of my offering to you?” He lifted his flingers to your face, showing off your failed doings before wiping the cum on your top. “Y/N...do you know how many sluts would kill for Ground Zero’s load? And you’re just fucking wasting it on the floor?” His hand came to curve around the back of your neck. 

Your lips slowly parted, breathy whines escaping from them. “T-that’s your fau-”

His grip around your neck tightened as he sucked his teeth. “Haah? My fault?" Forcing you to look down, your face ran hot at the view of the creamy white goop splattered on the train floor. “It’s my fault that you that you have no control over your own fucking pussy? Can’t even enjoy a nice date without having to get filled. Then when I so humbly get you nice and full of my cum, you can’t even treasure it enough to keep it inside?” 

“Katsuki~...” His demeaning words only causing you to tremble more as your wetness continued to drool to the floor. “...Just fill me up aga-”

“NOW ARRIVING AT [REDACTED] STATION. NOW ARRIVING AT [REDACTED] STATION. PLEASE BE CAREFUL WHEN EXITING.”

Bakugou feigned a sigh as he guided you by the neck to walk off the train car. 

“So you want me to fucking breed you all over again, huh?” He lowered his head, lips faintly brushing your ears. “Fine. We’ll try this one more time. But waste anymore after this and I won’t be afraid to show the world how fucking disobedient their princess H/N is.”

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#bakugou x reader #bakugou thirst #bakugou smut #cay needs to fucking chill #wrote this at like 4am some nights ago #no regrets #💦 lust

[lilfunkers-fnf]

Just an untitled fic featuring characters from @friday-night-demonic

It was late afternoon. Sen was finally able to take a worn out Kasumi “home” from the park. And by home it was “sneaking” into the back door of the daycare that he knew Matt or Garcello left open for her, Tabi or Whitty incase their home lives got too rough. Then, he felt the grasp of her hand in his let go. Probably wanted to pet a stray cat.

“Come on Kas, you know we don’t touch stray kitties.” She turned around to show him a plush that was the exact same height as him in plush form and looked very similar. There was no pink streaks in it, replaced with brown edges and it’s eyes were covered by roses. It’s dark purple sweater was dirty and the dark purple capelet with pale gold trimming and orange star shaped button was even more dirty and a bit torn in a few places. The shoes and pants were just as dirty.

“Can we take him with us? He’s dirty and abandoned and we can add him to our family!” Her eyes pleaded just as much as her tiny voice did.

“Alright, but no walking away from me ok?” She nodded excitedly and held the new plush in one hand and took Sen’s hand with the other.

-

Back at home, Sen immediately threw the ruined clothes in the washer while Kasumi raided the dress up clothes to find something for it to wear. How did she know the dress up clothes would fit? It involved a nap, Lucy, and an anxiety attack.

“Would this one work Bee?” She held up a prince’s outfit. No response. “It’s just until your clothes are clean it’s not permanent!” Sen peeked his head out from the laundry room.

“Everything ok there?”

“Yep! Just helping Bee pick an outfit so he isn’t running around naked.”

“Bee?”

“That’s just a name he had in his head while I was trying to pick out one since he didn’t remember his.”

“Alright then.” Sen turned back to the laundry while Kasumi dressed him.

“All done!” She reached out to pat Bee on the head only for a split second to see him flinch. “Hey, I’m not going to hurt you.” Her tone was gentle and soft. “I was just going to pat you.” She slowly reaches out and pats him. “See, like that.” Silence. “Roses hurting if I pull them? I won’t at all, I think they make you look handsome.” She clearly has no idea what handsome means since she’s only 4. Then a light turned on in her head. “I know what would make you feel better!” She rushes off only to return with a table, a tea set, some animal crackers and an already opened bottle of apple juice. “How about a little tea party, just you and me? Ok not exactly a party but we can just have tea and chat.” Silence. “Hey Sen! Would you like to join us?”

“I’d love to, but I’m busy with the laundry and then I’m going to grab us dinner.” Sen replied from the other room.

“Ok!” She turned back to Bee. “He won’t be, sorry. I can introduce you to someone else!” She leaves for a few minutes again, returning with a chair and a white haired plush doll. “This is Haru. My friend Tommy gave him to me.” She places Haru in the chair before setting up the tea set in front of the three of them and starts to pour apple juice into the cups. Once the apple juice was poured, she opened the 3 packs of animal crackers, putting one in front of each of the participants.

“Let us begin.”

-

Even though he really didn’t want to feed her fast food, it was the only warm thing he could really get for her because they couldn’t afford or risk buying a portable burner. Slowly creaking the door open, he noticed how animated Kasumi was talking to this new doll. She looked happy for once.

“Pardon my interruption, but dinner’s arrived.” He said as he knocked on the door frame.

“Thanks Sen.” She smiled. “Come and join us. I’m telling Bee about the time Keith got stuck to the ceiling fan in the art room!”

-

“Bedtime kiddo.”

“Really?”

“Kiddo, it’s almost 9 o clock.”

“Ok… Can I get Bee his other clothes?”

“Of course. They should still be fresh in the dryer.” The quartet went into the laundry room where Sen pulled out the outfit from the dryer, still nice and warm.

“See, nice and clean.” Kasumi told Bee. “I’ll help you get changed.”

Once the plush was changed into his former outfit, and the previous outfit was neatly hung back into its place, Sen escorted his human into the “bed” which was really several of the nap time mats stacked ontop of each other with many blankets and pillows.

“Can I have a story?” She asked.

“Already have one.” He held up a book of fairy tales. “Which one do you want?”

“You pick!”

“Hey Bee, even if you don’t know where you came from or who you are or even your inability to really talk, we'll be here for you. We’ll make new memories for you to have. I promise.” Kasumi whispered before falling asleep.

-

Where was he? Why was he under this girl’s arm? Why was it this dark? It all dawned on him. The magic anon, this girl finding him, oh no. They’ll be after him. He couldn’t put this girl at risk. Slowly getting out from under her, he ruffled her hair before stumbling around the dark halls and to the office to write a note for her to explain it all.

Kas,

I’m sorry I have to go so quickly and this being the only explanation I can give. I’m not actually a doll. I’m actually a demon who was trapped in a video game. When I escaped, it ruined me so that’s where the roses and an inability to speak came from. A magic anon turned me into a doll. And I have to go so I don’t get you two hurt. They’ll be after me. Thank you for washing my clothes and for the apple juice and animal crackers

I hope to be in contact with you again someday. I’ll keep our memories in mind for the rest of my days

~ Best wishes, from Bee. :)

It wasn’t much but it would have to do. He then looked at the daycare one last time before vanishing, leaving the note in the same room as the duo.

-

“So he left?” The tears in her eyes were just ready to pounce. “I did something wrong didn’t I?”

“No sweetie.” Sen pulled her in closer. “He wanted to stay with us, he really liked you, he just wanted to keep us safe, that's all.” He’d hunt the bastard down and ask why but, it was almost time for the adults to arrive and he didn’t want to risk it. “Bee wouldn’t do it to hurt you. I promise.”

-

“Lem, I have a favor to ask.”

“It’s weird to see you here [Redacted].”

“I know, it’s just this girl I met during the magic anon…”

“Oh! Is someone interested?”

“No, I’m not interested! Let me finish speaking first! She’s a human child! Why would I be attracted to a child, let alone a human child!?” His mouth snarled as he signed. “I had to abandon her when the effect wore off but I feel really bad since she absolutely adored me in that form. Is there any way you could make a plush clone of myself I can send to her?”

“Of course. I just can’t make one of your current height.”

“That’s fine. I was thinking about 3’5 anyways. Just like how she found me.”

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“Why is there a package for Kasumi? I didn’t even know she gets mail.” Garcello said as he brought in the mail.

“Knowing our luck it’s a dead rat.” Annie continued.

“Please don’t.” Lila shuddered at the idea of a rat, let alone a dead rat.

“Hey kiddo, you have a package.” Garcello handed Kasumi the decently sized box.

“Thank you.” Once Garcello was out of earshot, Kasumi started to talk to Sen. “Did you order something?”

“No…. It’s only read as Kas. Maybe it’s Bee?” The orange haired “doll” replied.

She opens the box to find several boxes of the high quality cookies she yearned for, a small bottle of fruit punch, and a plush with a note.

“Hey kiddo! I might not be able to be there for real, but I figured this plush could take my place for a bit! Enjoy the treats as well!

-Your friend Bee.”

The plush looked exactly like he did that night, and was the exact same height as Bee was that night. She squeezed him tight and smelled the faint smell of lemons.

“Sen, he’s back.” Sen softly smiled and joined the embrace as well.

“Hey! Are you going to share the snacks?” Whitty called out.

“My snacks Whitty! Not sharing!”

#🖌| mun writing #⭐️| kasumi #🌸| sen #🚬| garcello #😼| annie #💀| lila #💣| whitty

[yourvirtualgoddessforlife]

Criminal: Doc

After being in Rainbow for a few weeks I've already grown to learn the names of its members as well as what they specialize in. Even if I haven't been amongst them for too long I have taken part in a few missions with them and decided it best to learn as much as I can about each of them, just to be on the safe side. It’s clear I intimidate them I mean it is only natural, after years of upholding a fierce demeanor I am not about to let it fall for some people who could die faster than I can blink or sooner then my next breath of air yet to those willing to approach me, I've been nothing but polite. I mean it is only wise to doubt those who fear you. After the weeks though I've only found myself talking to the members of the Spetsnaz, cold and hardened by their experiences we’ve learned to see eye to eye. Other than that I have had a few pleasant encounters with the combat medic.

Doc, Gustave Kateb. He is a stern man, caring much like a doctor should over his patients but worrying over them much like a guardian. I should just be another file to him, another pincushion to be filled with stab marks yet he’s only treated me with calm patience and a devilish smile. He doesn’t mean anything by it I'm certain but yet I'm still drawn to those eyes, deep and brown and warm and loving and I am truly pathetic for letting myself get wrapped up in a fantasy. 

After a few more months it was no longer just a fantasy. It became an indulgence. Being around the good doctor helped clear my mind when I was tense and well all the small gentle touches and loving gazes we’ve exchanged makes everything worth it. Plus he’s good in the sack too. 

I don’t know what he’d think of me if he found out of my past. Surely it’d be overwhelming but other than that, would he feel resentment or would he just be embarrassed to know me. It is not a possibility I’d like to imagine.

But naturally, life is cruel.

We’ve been assigned to my old city. Turns out after I left someone else just took charge of the empire I fought to build and they’re being sloppy. I know what going on a mission involving my old gang risks but if it sees the organization disassembled for good then I'm okay with it. It’s time for me to bury the past. 

The mission was simply we enter a building during a trade and arrest or maybe even eliminate some high-class figures of the group. Simple enough. For this mission, we knew there would be an inevitable gunfight so I was assigned onto a group with Doc as well as a Brazilian operator called Caveira and another member of the redacted club NØkk.  Together we’ve already successfully managed to infiltrate the building so it’s certainly best for us to keep up the pace. 

I say we’re not too far, they all respond with statements of understanding and we move on, split into groups of two to clear two adjacent rooms. I was with Gustave which I found agreeable, not only do we get along but I find his presence calming. Together we will clear this and be home before dinner. I told Doc to smile through this and carry on because I had confidence in him and together we made our way through the building. What we hadn’t expected was to be ambushed, to be caught off guard, yet that is still what happened. After two minutes we were behind cover, after five the odds seemed in our favor, at seven minutes we had nearly wiped everyone. So, when I saw it you can imagine I was panicked. A man with a shotgun flanking us from the left but Doc hadn’t seen him yet. I did the only thing I could think of and shoved Gustave to remove him from the line of fire and to give myself a better shot, I wasn't expecting to get hit though, nothing too serious but the burning sensation of a dozen metal shards tearing their way through my skin was staggering. The guy who shot me looked surprised, he called me by name but I didn't want to hear what he had to say, so I killed him.

Gustave Kateb is a doctor, an exceptional one at that. When realizing how many lives he can save by picking up a gun he leaped at the opportunity and has swiftly become one of the most vital and respected members of an international counter-terrorism group.

I am an assassin, ex-criminal mastermind and murderer turned good guy cop. I don’t belong on an international counter-terrorism group yet here I am, fighting to better the world and find redemption. Me and him shouldn’t mix yet shockingly to be given the chance I’d risk my life for his. He better be grateful.

I remember not long after that fight I passed out so that means my injuries must of been worse than I thought and hopefully I'll wake up in a hospital, which I did. I did not expect to awaken to the softened gaze of a charming french man. But I did.

“It is nice to see you awake. It’s been just over a day.” That’s lovely… not the fact I’ve been unconscious but well he’s sat by my bedside, was he worried about me. I mean technically he has to but only professionally. “How are you feeling?”

“Like I took a hit from a shotgun.” It didn’t amuse him or me but I can tell there is tension in the room and I really don’t like it. “How long have you been here, Doctor Kateb?.”

“I just arrived an hour ago this morning. I wasn’t allowed to come any sooner, I had files to sign.” I can tell it stresses him. I imagine as our combat medic he has a lot of reports to read and even more to write. My little stunt probably added to his workload. “Before I lecture you on why you shouldn’t have acted so rash I have a question.”

“Oh, sure thing Doctor Ka—”

“Please just Gustave, we’re not in the field or in my office. Plus I’d prefer for you to just call me by my first name.” I nodded in mute silence, I fear the only reason I pay attention to his words in so I can hear his entrancing accent form those syllable in a way I admire. I’m shit at accents personally but that’s a different story. “You specifically picked for this mission which I originally paid no mind to, the reason it concerns me now is because the man who shot you clearly recognized you.”

“Yeah, it’s, um, not anything I was ever in a rush to tell you.” It would pain me to do this and I don't technically have to. I don't owe it to him or anyone to say anything but… I might..., might owe this to myself? I'll feel guilty if I don't tell him and I can't move on in life if I don't admit to my past. With that I decided it, I told him not everything but most things, notorious criminal, prison or military service becoming an assassin and my undercover work. Normally when people listen to what I have to say in absolute silence it pleases me but I want a reaction from Doc, I need to know if he resents me.

It wasn’t until after I finished explaining that he just nodded and looked down clearly thinking over the news. I wasn’t expecting him to sternly say: “I don't want you risking your life like that again. As your doctor, it would hurt me to see someone I freshly patched up go ahead and die in an instant.” Me being a little bit too cold asked him why he cared and well he had a response for that as well. “You are a college and a patient so to see you hurt does bother me in a sense of my ally is hurt this is bad I need to do something but…” He paused, why?

“Gustave?” that drew a smile from him, is he really that happy I didn't use his formal titles. “Whatever it is Gustave I assure you I won't throw away my life like that again, I’m normally one for tactical planning anyway and well I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be sorry. At the end of the day, you did save my life. The reason I care so much is that it is you. If you were to die out there I could never forgive myself.” Curveball, wait what? Cute joke. 

“Can I ask why I’m so important to you?” My mind is drowning in endless thoughts due to this revelation and I already know the answer to my own question but for the love of all things please just let him say it. Three words, eight letters and I’m content. “Go to sleep.”

...

...

...that was nine letters.

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Greetings, addressing others and small talk in Slovak

Slovak has two forms of addressing others - “vykanie” and “tykanie”.

VYKANIE

formal form

the “vy” (plural you) is used to talk to adult strangers, older people, at offices, at shops, by children addressing adults, by students addressing teachers...

it´s good to first use formal form, as many adults will tell you “Tykaj mi” or “Kľudne mi tykaj” after a while, meaning that you can use the informal form while talking to them

in some families they use formal form if talking to grandparents or great-grandparents

ONIKANIE is the most formal form that can be, although it is rarely ever used now. It uses the “oni” (them-form) and is used when talking to great-grandparents, older generations used it to talk to their grandparents. You can also see it in church and clergy. It´s something I´d like to imagine you would use if talking to Queen (Elizabeth. Not Freddie. Although he deserves it)

did you know: vykanie is also used by fiancée/fiancé when talking to their in-laws. In Slovakia it´s normal to call your in-laws “parents” (which means that mother-in-law is called just “mother” and father-in-law “father”) but even then they still use the formal form. In “traditional” relationship bride - mother-in-law it is said it´s  “Pretože je ľahšie povedať ty krava než vy krava.” - “Because it´s easier to say (literally) you cow (singular you) than you cow (plural you).”

TYKANIE 

informal form

the “ty” (singular you) is used to speak to friends, family members, children, contemporaries, other students...

!! it´s considered rather impolite to use informal form while talking to elders or strangers

And now, greetings!

Ahoj!, Čau! - Hello!/Hi! but also Bye! Dobré ráno! - Good morning! Dobrý deň! - Hello!, literally Good day! Dobrý večer! - Good evening! Dobrú noc! - Good night! Dovidenia! - Goodbye!, basically See you later! Dovi! - Bye!, short form of Dovidenia Zbohom! - Goodbye! (as in God-be-with-you)

FORMAL COMMUNICATION

Kto ste (vy)? - Who are you (plural)?

(Ja) som ... - I am...

študent / študentka - male student/ female student

Odkiaľ ste ? - Where are you (pl) from?

(Ja) som .... - I am...

 z Ameriky - from America

z Anglicka - from England

z Poľska - from Poland

z Číny - from China

zo Slovenska - from Slovakia 

Ako sa máte ? - How are you (pl)?

Mám sa dobre. - (I) am good.

Aj ja. - Me too.

Ako sa voláte ? - What is your (pl) name?, literally What do you call yourself?

Volám sa .... - I am ... (lit. (I) call myself

Aké je vaše meno? - What is your (pl) name?

A  vy? - And you (pl)? 

In conversation:

Peter (he): Dobrý deň, ako sa máte? - Hello, how are you? Lucia (she) : Mám sa dobre. A vy? - I´m good. And you? Peter: Aj ja. Ako sa voláte? - Me too. What´s your name? Lucia: Volám sa Lucia a som študentka z Poľska. - I am Lucia (Lucy) and I´m a student from Polonia.  Peter: Ja som zo Slovenska a tiež som študent. - I am from Slovakia and I too am student. 

In conversation I translated it in phrases as Slovak has different syntax. For you to see it better, now I´ll translate it literally, from word to word and mark declining and “gendering”.

Peter: Good day, how are you? Lucia: I´m having a good (time). And you? Peter: Me too. What do you call yourself? Lucia: I call myself Lucia and (I) am a student from Polonia. Peter: I am from Slovakia and (I) too am student. 

Peter - typical male name in Slovakia. Pronounced  /Pεtεr/. Lucia - common female name. Pronounced /Lut͡si̯a/.

As I have already said, we like genders. You can see it in študent/študentka (student). Študent is used for guys and študentka for gals. I marked the genderising suffix (-ka) in the convo.  You can also see that Peter didn´t use “Slovensko” but “Slovenska”. That´s because of the declension. I am from... - Ja som z/zo... is 2nd grammatical case, genitive. Which means - Slovensko is nominative, Slovenska is genitive, Slovensku is dative and so on. We´ll get to it later.

Another thing. Slovaks don´t usually ask each other “How are you?”, unless they really mean it. That means you´d ask your friends, family, acquaintances and expected a sincere response, not just “I´m fine”. The only exception are elderly aunties that you´re sure you know form somewhere. Is she friends with your grandma? Did she babysit you? Is she your neighbor? And if you don´t know her. She knows  you. Especially if you live in village or small town. Aunties know everyone. So the small talk with her will look something like this: 

You: Good evening! Auntie: Oh hello darling, how are you? I heard your grandma has sprained her wrist, is it true? And how old are you? Where do you go to school? What year are you in? You know, my son went......*redacted for lenght* and then I met you! So, How are you? You: I´m fine, and you? Auntie: Oh, darling... *after 24635 things that hurt her in weather like this, all her genealogy, two recipes* Have a good day! *that grandma kiss on cheeks* and say hello to your family! At this point you´re just stunned a wave at her, while she goes off to the sunset. 

So, yeah. I didn´t get to informal conversation, but if you want, I can do it next time. Also, is it good like this? Did I explain it in a way, that you understand me? Should I continue?

Anyway, keep it up! 

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[cayofdreams]

@mistressoflight​ asked: Just imagine you and Bakugou have been working together for a while and there’s all this sexual tension between you both because you’re afraid to act on your feelings for one another. Then one night at a friend’s gathering, you both are ogling each other. With a little liquid courage, you both decide to stop playing games and give into your feelings and have steamy makeout sesh which leads to y’all going back to your place for some good ol sexy times! 😁🙌🏾

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YES!! We have the SAME BRAIN CELL!! 🤩🤩🤩

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: exhibitionism, making out, groping

He had a love-hate relationship with alcohol.

Sometimes he hated it.

But not because of its bitter contents, but because of how his bitter thoughts turned sweet at the sight of you. In fact, before tonight, he didn’t mind its taste. One could even characterize him as a heavyweight when it came to drinking. And yet, right now as he sat not even 10 feet away from you, it seemed the few sips he’d taken from his beer were already making him putty.

Though if he were being honest with himself, his sweet thoughts for you began long before this stupid party. He couldn’t pinpoint the exact moment his feelings for you became romantic, he just knew that they seemed to intensify with each passing day that you worked alongside him at the agency. Whenever you walked by, he lingered in the scent of you for as long as he could. Whenever he saw you smile, he begged for a way to photo-capture the moment with just a blink. And when you laughed, fuck- if only he could record each snorty giggle so he’d be able to listen to it whenever he felt down.

Perhaps these thoughts of you would be manageable if they were always so innocent.

But now that he had grown more into himself, and allowed himself to feel things that high-school-him would always block out, Bakugou had grown an abysmally deep desire to have you wrapped prettily around his cock.

Those scents that wavered off you would become drenched in his own as he smothered himself on top of you. That smile that decorated your beautiful lips would circle in a lovely ‘O’ as you felt the stretch of him plunging inside you. And that cute little giggle of yours would turn into cock-drunken moans as he drove you into euphoria with each orgasm.

Such debauched thoughts would plague him at every moment you were in his vicinity. He could blame it on the alcohol all he wanted tonight, but he knew these thoughts would only resurface with more vigor when he saw you the next morning.

“Fuckin’ beer...”

“What was that, Bakugou?!” Kirishima caught his low grumble as he plopped down next to him on the couch. “I thought that was your favorite brand!”

“Well it tastes like shit tonight!” Bakugou stood up, turning to go towards the kitchen. “There better be another kind in there, Shitty Hair.”

“Yeah, dude! There’s plenty!”

Bakugou grumpily walked to the kitchen, swinging open the refrigerator door to peek inside at the alcoholic contents. He must’ve been absent-mindedly reading the labels for too long because he suddenly heard a familiar voice ring out from behind him.

“Can you pass me a [redacted] while you’re down there?”

Despite your dreamy vocals rumbling pleasantly in his ear, he sucked his teeth as he slammed the door.

“Get it yourself, dumbass.”

You rolled your eyes at the retort before gliding yourself in front of him to reopen the refrigerator door. “So rude. You looked so bored, I thought I’d give you a task.”

Usually one to continue the banter, he became more enthralled at how your ass looked so perfect as you bent down to look at the assortment of chilled alcohol. He wondered how erotic the sound would be if he slapped his hand against it. Would it sound as sexy as your moans? How much would your flesh jiggle at the impact? Surely the sight would be just as appetizing as your smile.

“Hmm...I don’t see it here. I can’t believe they didn’t get any.” You squatted down to look at the alcohol on the bottom level. Your thighs flexed at the maneuver, slightly parted to balance yourself. Bakugou sipped from his ‘shitty’ beer as he gazed at your plush skin protruding from your skirt. “I guess I’ll just have this.”

Picking up a random bottle, you cracked it open taking a nice gulp. Bakugou saw the liquid go down your throat and he couldn’t help but imagine how smoothly- or unsmoothly you’d swallow his cum. A small smirk graced his face as he saw your face scrunch at the apparent bitter taste.

“Heh- You can’t even take a little bit of beer? Fuckin’ weak.”

“Hypocrite.”

“Hey! I ain’t no fuckin’ hypocrite, princess.”

Your body quivered at the raspy sound of the nickname. It wasn’t his first use of the bitterly sweet name, but you blamed the fact that you’d already had a beer or two on the reason for the rush of ‘adrenaline’ surging through you.

You lifted a shaky middle finger at him. “Hypocritical brute.”

Bakugou instantly took hold of your finger before wrapping his calloused hand around yours. He pushed you against the counter as he looked sternly into your eyes. “I might be a brute.”

Your heart pounded maniacally inside your chest. A matching throb with the pulsating inside your panties. Why were you reacting like this? For Ba-KA-gou? It just had to- HAD to be the beer. A lie you told yourself as you weakly pushed your free hand against his chest. “G-Get off. You’re ugly up close.”

Bakugou leaned more into you, moving his other hand up to grasp your cheeks. He could see the twitching of your eyebrows, the little trembles of your lips as you tried to avoid eye-contact. Your cheeks started to feel increasingly warm against his fingers as he glared at you.

Chuckling, he forced you to turn your head, getting a better look at how your face became so flustered at his motions. You finally met eyes with him and his heart seemed to skip a beat at how your e/c looked so prettily at him. “Back at ya.”

Your eyebrows furrowed at the reply as you parted your lips to land another insult. But before you could say anything, you felt the hot touch of his lips smashing against yours. His kiss was messy, wet with his saliva and the remnants of beer in his mouth. You let out little whimpers as you continued to meekly push him away.

You wanted this. And you hated it.

Bakugou used one leg to lock you in place so he could freely explore your body with the hand wrapped around yours. He squeezed at your waist, adoring the moan that hummed against his lips. Sliding his hand down, he reached under your skirt to grab a handful of your ass. The firm squeeze made you part your lips and he didn’t miss the opportunity to writhe his tongue between your lips.

As his tongue ravaged your mouth and his hand ravaged your plush ass, your leg naturally came up to wrap around his. Seeing this as an opening, he took both his hands to lift you up on to the counter. Breaking from the kiss, he leaned over to suckle at your throat. The hands at the sides of your ass came up to fumble at your clothed breasts.

“Fuck...Katsuki~”

With your eyes still closed in delirium, your hands came up to grab at the locks of his hair, pulling him more into you. “Such a fucking brat. How long have you been wanting this, huh?”

“L-Less than however long you’ve wanted this...”

A rush of air left his lips in a breathy laugh as he squeezed at your nipple from over your top. He could see the hardened tip despite your bra and his cock grew from within his underwear. Slipping a hand under your shirt, he grabbed at your breast before pulling the cup of your bra down. He molded his fingers into you, taking advantage of how fluffy and soft you were.

You felt so fucking smooth and delicate within his coarse hands. Even though you worked just as hard as him, it seemed to have no effect on your creamy skin. He twiddled at your nipple, pulling and twisting the bud to hear the various mewls escape your lips.

“Stop p-playing with it...”

“Why the fuck should I stop?” He grinned as his other hand went under your skirt to feel your clothed pussy. His thumb ran over the fabric, collecting a bit of the slick that had seeped through it. “Look how you’re reacting. You’re already so fucking wet.”

Curling his thumb over the crotch of your panties, he circled softly at your clit. Your hips squirmed over the counter as you weakly tried to escape the touch.

“K-Katsuki~ Wait...”

“Shut up. I’m not fucking waiting for you anymore.”

Smothering his lips over yours for another kiss, his fingers slipped under the band of your panties and started to pull them down. A more intense rush of desire overwhelmed you and you opened your eyes to look at what you finally ached for.

But instead you froze. Your eyes met the excitedly red, curious ones of Kirishima as Bakugou continued to press messy kisses at your jaw. Eyes widened like a deer in headlights, you instinctively pushed Bakugou off as you hopped off the counter.

“Fuck, what’s wro-” As he noticed the look of shock on your face and he turned around to see the person for the cause of it. “F-Fuck! What are you looking at?!”

“What are you doing in my kitchen?!”

“None of your fucking business!”

“H-Hey! You can’t say that!”

Bakugou continued to grumble as he blushed furiously at the current predicament. Whatever boner he had instantly leaving.

You adjusted your panties and smoothed out your clothes before grasping Bakugou’s hand and leading for the door. “Alcohol run.”

Exiting out the apartment, you intertwined your fingers with his.

“Okay let’s make this quick so we can go actually get more drinks. My place is close by.”

“Tch. Yeah right, we’re coming back for those losers.” He let go of your hand to give a light squeeze at your ass. “We have a lot of lost time to make up for. Get ready for a long night, princess.”

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