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blue-jisungs · 2 months

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TEXT ME

summary. just very whipped mingyu :')

word count. 818

warnings. alcohol mention

the pleasant chatter of people and faint music became a blur in mingyu’s ears. there a few people at the afterparty… well, mostly his friends. some spilled drinks on the table made his glass get stuck to it, sticky feeling all over his fingers.

he let out a small sigh and his gaze wandered around, only to be met with more frustration. all the couples dancing, kissing, having fun–

ding!

mingyu grabbed his phone in a blink of an eye, almost knocking down jeonghan who was sat next to him.

6:01pm

mingyu: text me when you’re free🙏

delivered

8:40pm

y/n: 20 mins and shift is over!!

mingyu stood up and rushed to the door, almost tripping over his own legs. someone tugged his arm.

“yah, mingyu-ya! you better come back, alright?” seungcheol asked, rising his eyebrow. mingyu nodded absentmindedly, looking like what he just heard fell right through the other ear.

the cold air hit his face, making him sober up a little. before he knew it, his legs lead him to your workplace.

you and mingyu barely started dating two weeks ago. however, mingyu was crushing over you since almost four months and he still couldn’t believe that you two are a couple.

when his friends jokingly warned you about his puppy-alike personality, you didn’t pay too much attention. but because he was so head over heels for you, he became a hyperactive puppy.

he clinged to you all the time, followed you around and you wondered if you threw him a stick—

your phone dinged with a message notification.

8:45pm

mingyu: btw date on tuesday?? 🤞 i’ll be free around afternoon!!

mingyu: also comedy, action or romance??

you scoffed and shook your head, hiding your phone. fifteen more minutes of your shift and you’re free.

before you realised it was over and while you were finishing up cleaning one of the cabinets, the door opened with a quiet ding! of a bell.

“we’re closed–” you turned around and your eyes met with your boyfriend. he grinned upon seeing you and ran his hand through his hair.

“hi” he breathed out and walked over. you blinked in disbelief.

“weren’t you at cheol’s party–?” you asked, stunned. he hummed, nodding, a goofy smirk stretching on his lips.

“yeah, well, good point: i was. i figured i’d swing by and pick you up…” he explained, shrugging nonchalantly. mingyu reached over to his pocket and handed you… a snack. your favorite, to be precise “i also bought this”

“you’re impossible” a snort escaped your lips as you grabbed his collar gently and tugged him closer. you could see he was not focused on you(r eyes). “also your text… comedy sounds good. may i know what you’re scheming?”

he blinked, his ebony irises looking like there was nothing behind them – in the cutest way possible.

“wha… um, yeah” he nodded.

“what’s in that doofus head of yours?” you chuckled, his cheeks puffing at the nickname.

but how he could say this? you just got him focused on your lips, without even trying. if he had a tail, it would be swinging like crazy.

“i just wanna kiss you” he grinned and swiftly closed the gap between you.

his lips landing on yours, the faint taste of some kind of alcohol (mb on the rocks?) invading your senses. mingyu melted into the kiss, loving the feeling… as if he didn’t kiss you like, million times already.

he pulled back and his eyes twinkled with joy.

“woah, you look so pretty today. as always tho… do you need any help?” mingyu asked.

sometimes you didn’t get him; like, right now. your hair loose and a black cardigan. simple, nothing majestic. and he’s whipped.

the other day he said something along the lines “you’re pretty like the view. if i had to choose between the two, you. it’s true!”. and even though it cracked you up, it still made your heart melt.

“just a second and i’m closing up. are you coming back to the party?” you questioned, turning around to finish up cleaning.

“depends if you want to go…?” he hummed “cheol told me to go back but you know i always put you first”

“i’m a little tired but i wanna go. i haven’t seen your friends in a while, i’ll go say hi” you said and nodded “we can leave”

mingyu took your arm and helped you close the place. then, you started walking back; his big but tender hand sneaking to grab yours.

“isn’t it… a thirty minute walk to cheol’s place?” you asked suddenly.

“yeah” gyu nodded.

“and you made it in fifteen minutes?” you scoffed, looking at him.

“more or less, yeah” he laughed, realizing how much of a loser he looked right now.

“you’re so whipped” you smiled wildly and he just let out a dreamy sigh, adoring you.

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badasbebe · 5 months

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no strings attached

pairing ; bada lee x fem!reader

summary ; a no strings attached situation never lasts long...

content warnings ; smut, explicit language, fingering, eating out, angst (lmk if I forgot one)

word count ; 1.4k

a/n ; look at me feeding y'all lol (btw thank u so much for all the love on my last post <3)

𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓, 18+ 𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘, 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐎𝐑𝐒 𝐃𝐍𝐈

Bada and I never kissed- never. We’ve been doing this friends-with-benefits thing for a while now, but no kissing involved. The thing is- kissing is so passionate, and none of us want any strings attached. Well, that’s what I told her, but I wouldn’t mind being in a relationship.

Bada is the type of person who wants to be free to do whatever she wants, which is why we started this no strings attached thing. However, I have to admit that I get so jealous about hearing her talk about the nights she didn’t spend with me, the nights she didn’t touch me, the nights she didn’t fuck me. So much for no strings attached. That’s why I’m kind of happy about this no-kissing thing, because I would’ve fallen in love way sooner if kissing was involved.

‘Hey, are you home?’ I hear Bada yell as the door closes. ‘In my room.’ I yell back. She steps into my room and I sit at my desk on my computer, finishing some assignments. My back faces her as she starts talking about the crazy night she had. As soon as she starts talking about the sex stuff, I interrupt her.

‘Listen Bada, I would love the hear about your sex stories,’ I say with a sarcastic tone, ‘but I have a lot of homework to do. So if you wouldn’t mind stepping out…’ I say. ‘What’s with the mood lately? You’ve been acting so weird.’ She says in a confused tone. I turn around in my chair to face her. ‘Whatever, Bada. Please just leave.’ I say with an exhausted look on my face.

She looks kind of shocked, but leaves my room without a word. I feel kind of bad, but no talking is better than hearing her talk about the people she’s slept with.

That same evening I finally walked out of my room after finishing almost all of my assignments to go watch tv. Bada’s sprawled out on the sofa as I grab a blanket and sit on the opposite side of her. ‘Wanna talk about what happened earlier?’ Bada asks. ‘There’s nothing to talk about.’ I say in a stern tone, facing the tv instead of her. ‘Yes there is, you’ve been so insanely moody recently and it feels like I did something wrong. Why won’t you just tell me?’ she asks desperately. ‘Because then I’ll ruin everything, Bada. Why don’t you just leave it alone when I tell you to!’ I raise my voice as I look at her with an angry expression on my face.

I try to get up and walk to my room until she grabs my wrist in order to stop me, but I just pull my hand away. ‘Y/N, please.’ She begs quietly, I turn away from her and walk to my room with tears in my eyes.

This was stupid, we should’ve never started this. Now i’ll lose my best friend because of this stupid thing. I try to focus on my last assignment as I wipe the tears off my cheeks. I put in my airpods and try to finish my final assignment.

All of a sudden, I feel arms wrap around my shoulders and someone’s nose snuggling in my neck. She scared me for a second, but I relaxed into the embrace of my best friend. This was my best friend hugging me, not my ‘fuck buddy’. I take out my airpods and put them back in the case as she lets me go and turns my chair around. She sits down on the bed in front of me. ‘I don’t know what I did wrong, but I would really like to fix it. I don’t want to fight, it’s not like us to fight. Tell me what’s wrong. I won’t judge.’ She says, and I feel so comfortable.

‘It’s nothing you can fix, Bada. This is something I need to deal with on my own.’ I say, looking down. She grabs my chin and lifts my face up to face her. ‘Tell me what it is you need to deal with.’ She begs. ‘I just- I don’t know why I’ve been feeling this way but,…’ I trail of into my own thoughts. ‘What is it, Y/N?’ she grabs my hand. ‘I’ve been feeling so weird lately. Like when you come into my room and explain where you’ve been all night, I just get so…I don’t know.’ I confess. ‘Jealous?’ Bada finishes my sentence. ‘I guess. I know we said no strings attached. But I wonder if you think about me the same way you think of your one night stands.’ I tear up. ‘I don’t, baby. Truly, I don’t. You are so much more than just a ‘one night stand’, you’re my best friend, Y/N.’ she says as she looks my in my eyes and wipes my tears away. ‘But I don’t want to just be your best friend Bada. I want to be so much more. I want you to be the first thing I wake up to in the morning, and the last thing I see at night. I want to be the only girl you touch, you fuck, you love. I know you’re scared of commitment, but let me show you how-‘ I try to finish my sentence as she presses her lips onto mine.

She kissed me, she really kissed me.

She pulls back and looks hesitant. ‘Don’t think, just kiss me.’ I say, and she does as I say. She kisses me hungrily, her hand gripping the back of my neck, sitting on her knees right in front of me.

Her other hands travels down my shirt to my waist, as she gives it a firm squeeze. She’s nervous, I know she is. I brush her hair behind her ears as she leans into my touch. She pulls away and looks at me with a different look in her eyes. It’s not lust this time- it’s love.

Her hands start to pull at my shirt, signalling me to take it off. I lift my shirt up and she helps me. Her hand lands on my boobs and she quickly moves her cold hands to my back to unclip my bra. I giggle because of her cold hands and she looks at me and smiles. A pure smile.

She takes off my bra and her mouth lands on my tit. She’s circling my nipple with her tongue, it growing hard in her mouth. She sucks a few times, causing me to moan.

Soon after, she pulls my skirt down to my legs, and throws them somewhere in the room. Her hands cup my clothed cunt and she applies pressure to my clit. I moan in frustration. ‘Tell me what you want, baby.’ She says. ‘You, Bada. I want you, please. I want your mouth. Your fingers. Everything.’ I beg. She smirks and takes my panties off. She gives my clit kitten licks as she pumps a finger in and out of me. ‘My pretty little girl. Could’ve had this ages ago if I wasn’t so blind.’ She whispers huskily. ‘Fuck Bada.’ Is all I can manage to say. ‘Fuck you’re so wet. My best girl.’ She says before adding a second finger. ‘Oh fuck Bada, please. God you’re so- fuck- so good.’ I moan loudly. I should probably hand a sorry note to our neighbours tomorrow.

‘You like that baby?’ she says, her pace growing faster. ‘Fuck Bada, I’m gonna cum.’ I say. ‘Let it all out, baby.’ She says and I cum all over her face. My desk chair grows wet as I finish.

Bada gets up shortly after. ‘Bada? Where are you going?’ I ask. ‘To get you a towel sweetheart. Just stay there baby.’ She says. As she arrives with a warm towel, she cleans me up, lifts me up into her arms and sets me down on my bed. She gives me one of her shirts to borrow as she takes her jeans off. She climbs in the bed with me after I ask her to stay the night in my room. She wraps me in her arms and I throw a leg over hers. ‘You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me.’ She says as she plants a kiss on the top of my head before we drift into a deep sleep.

#bada lee smut #bada lee #bada x reader #swf2 x reader #swf2

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nicolesainz · 5 months

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Darling (JB 22)

Jenson Button x f!reader (Mark Webbers Daughter)

A/N: Ya’ll can blame the Brawn Doc (which btw was great, go check it out)

Summary: A little visit to your dad’s old friend after the Goodwill festival wouldn’t hurt,right?

Warnings: minors dni, +18, suggestive smut, edging, fingering, p! in v!, age gap (reader is 22)

“Hey Jense, would you mind keeping an eye on her? Missus and I will fly back to Australia but she’s staying here for a friend’s party”

My father would’ve never let me stay in a hotel. It had to be Jenson. Out of all his friends, all the people in the fucking UK, it had to be him.

And reminded that I’m 22. Not underage. And I can legally drink, thank you very much.

“Of course mate. I have a spare room she can use. I’ll barely be home this weekend.” It was the British Grand Prix and he is a presenter for Sky Sports, hence why he won’t be around.

To be fair, I only watch the post race show just to admire him. But my dad doesn’t need to know that, or Jenson himself. He doesn’t have to know how handsome he is or how smart he sounds given his knowledge in Formula One.

What’s more attractive than that?

And the fact that I have secret screenshots of his shots in my phone, but again, no one needs to know.

“Let me get her luggage full of god knows what type of dresses. I don’t even know when she bought them!”

"I hope you know how old I am, dad" I roll my eyes at his comment as Jenson lets out a small giggle, earning a death glare from my dad.

"Before she leaves the house, please make sure to see what she's wearing. And if there are any boys in sight." my dad warns him, as if I am going to enroll myself in the army and fight the enemy, which to him, would've been more preferable compared to a party.

"Got it. We definitely know that you think she's 17" Jenson replies and my mother laughs along, as I try not to burst out.

"If you side with Y/N, I will break your Porche." My dad's voice raise and I glance at Jenson who has a look plastered on his face as if he was offended and scared by the threat.

"I have kids myself, I think she's going to be safe with me. Come on Mark! I was the only driver you never crashed with, kinda." He takes the luggage away from my mother's hands and waves them goodbye as I go and hug them.

"Take care kiddo and if you need anything, im a call away. Also if you want to go to the paddock, the passes are under my name" he kisses my head after having me squeezed in a tight hug.

"Y-yes dad, I know. Now please let me go because I cant breathe."

"Sorry" he sets me free and I join Jenson's side. God he's tall and broad.

"Alright now, shall we?" he looks down at me and I nod, unable to utter a single word, even though I've know him my whole life.

The boys in my university were dying to hear stories with the senior formula one drivers, coming from a daughter of one. It's a nice feeling to narrate all the success and glory of this sport.

"Seriously though, your bag is very light. Are you even carrying anything in here?" Jenson asks, weighing up and down my luggage, flexing his muscles as I try not to drool all over the place.

"Only necessities. Dresses, shoes, makeup, few outfits for the race and condoms." the last one quite shocked him but also was a way of teasing him, given my major crush.

"You have condoms, yet I didn't hear you say panties"

"Won't be needing any"

"And why is that, may I ask?"

"Cause I like to be free. More access and more fun" I wink at him and I stare at his lips, a smirk is growing as each word is leaving mine.

"So you are telling me, that right now, underneath this short but nonetheless breathtaking dress, no panties are worn?"

I get closer to him and whisper softly in his ear:

"Wanna see for yourself?"

Honestly, don't ask me where I found this much confidence and especially with someone twice my age. And a friend of my dad's.

"Behave yourself darling" he coughs lightly to clear his throat and grabs me by the waist, so my dress doesn't float from the summer breeze.

"And what if I don't want you, Mr. Button?"

"Then you'll wish you had never said that" he growls and immediately opens me the door to his McLaren.

When he gets in the drivers seat, he wastes no time and gets on the road instantly. During the ride, there's a comfortable silence filling the atmosphere, until the air coming out of Jenson's window pulls up my dress and his hand quickly falls on my thigh, holding it down once more.

Jenson decides to roll up his window but his hand remains on my thigh and this time, is holding it firmly and starts caressing it from the inside.

Soft sighs leave my mouth, but controlling them is inevitable when his touch was all I have been craving since I turned 18. His foot hits the gas harder, speeding and driving in between the other slower cars. He reminds me of the Jenson back in his Brawn days and I can feel myself pooling just at the thought.

It was the very right time when his hand cupped my bare pussy, feeling the wetness caused by barely a thought of him. The slight touch of his fingers on my trembling self has my knees going paralyzed. I feel like crying from pleasure and yet I don't even know if he's doing that on purpose to embarrass me or if he's actually enjoying it too.

"Oh baby, you're definitely not behaving yourself" he says as his index finger draws circles around my clit. My legs are clenching his hand inside me as the other one holds the steering wheel, looking at his knuckles that have turned white.

"Jenson" I breathe out and moan simultaneously as he starts pumping two fingers inside me fiercely, letting myself to his mercy and unable to react.

"This behavior will have consequences young lady. I warned you" he lets a soft kiss on the crock of my neck and feeling his beard scratching it, I go absolutely insane.

"Then punish me sir" I blurt out without thinking and Jenson drives in seconds at the spot in front of his house, stops the car and places me on top of his lap with just one hand.

Jenson's lips crash into mine without wasting a second as his fingers play with my uncontrollably wet pussy. The feeling of moaning is surely necessary and I don't hold back. My tongue dances with his and the kiss gets deeper like his fingers, hitting perfectly my soft spot.

"You are going to be the death of me" Jenson says as his mouth falls on my neck, sucking it off like there's no tomorrow. My hands try to unbuckle his belt and eventually make it to the part where I can feel his erection growing. It's true what they say, older men do it better.

In other instances I would have been furious, but Jenson ripping my dress, just so he can have better access at my breasts is incredibly hot. I don't care that I am left vulnerable at his sight. At this I was pleading it.

My breast hurt from his kisses and I know in a few hours small red dickies will be covering the surface. My fingers decide to trace the shape of his thick cock but I can tell he wants to feel me. I have teased him and he me, for way too long.

"If you keep being naughty I won't let you cum, dear" a groan escapes his body as I take his length in my hands and caress the veins that have popped out.

"Then I want you to fill me up with your cum" I take him by surprise and I can sense his heartbeat raising from worry. He regards me as something innocent, precious and fragile. Which I am. But I feel ready and I am.

"Are you sure? I mean, have you? Uh? Had sex before?"

"I-uh-well, no. But-"

"Baby we can't do it here. You don't deserve to have your first time on a car. You deserve to be worshipped."

Jenson's words make me blush and my heart was flattering as if I was a fifteen years old again, simply watching him race and get multiple podiums.

He looks around and opens the door of his house and then quickly rushes with me inside and shuts it with such force, my legs started trembling.

Suddenly, he picks me up and carries me all the way to his bedroom. A dark room filled with some of his most iconic trophies and with his smell that has been covering my entire body since the moment I entered his car.

He turns on the soft baby lights on the bedrest and takes a look at my flushed self, covered with hickies he's gifted me. His eyes scan me from head to toe as if he's about to feast.

"I want you to tell me to stop whenever you feel uncomfortable in any way." He kisses me softly and I nod my head, knowing that he would never hurt anyone.

Jenson stands up and with his strong arms parts my legs so he can have a clear vision of my already swollen womanhood. My breast are half showing from inside my bra and my lips are bitten to the core. I am a mess but he seems to like it.

He removes his shirt in quick motions revealing his god like crafted body with the hints of dark ink covering his lower v and shoulder. I had never seen them before and I am was very pleased with what was in front of my eyes.

It doesn't take him too long to strip off his trousers and be left with simply his boxers that were trying to hold in his hardened cock and my patience as well. They were giving me a preview of what was about to happen.

As Jenson lowered his body his hands were hoisting down his boxers, revealing himself and it wasn't just my mouth that was drooling but also my pussy.

His hands now were on the insides of my thighs, holding them fiercely, whilst mine were hanging around his neck. I felt like my heart was about t burst out of my chest.

"Are you ready baby?"

I was at loss for words so I gave him a final kiss for reassurance that he could continue.

In slow motions, he lowered even more and started inserting himself inside me, pumping slowly as I was trying to get used to his size. My cries were out of control as Jenson was deepening himself and my pussy was stretched to its limits.

"Jesus, you're clenching me so well darling" he breathed out and I tried to open my legs wider for his pleasure. Jenson was panting on the hem of my neck and upping the pace of his thrusts.

"Dear lord this feels so good" It feels better than good. As if I am in the seventh heaven. I don't think any man will ever make me experience this. And I don't think I want to either.

"Say that again" he demands with a harder thrust, hitting my G-spot, earning the biggest moan of the night, echoing at the entire house.

"You make me feel so damn good Jenson" I gulp hard as I try to catch my breath and scratch his back from the pain that this gives me.

"And I shall be the only one darling" he hoists me up and removes my bra with a single movement, freeing my breasts and enjoying the sight, as they are bouncing up and down along with the trusts.

"Only you Jenson" I scream his name as loud as I can and his chest fills with pride as I am reaching my height.

"Cum sweetheart. Let go" I can't hold it in much longer and I cum all over his cock. He doesn't remove himself from inside me and I don't want to. This felt so right even though for some it's very wrong.

"That was, perfect" I say in a whispering manner as I am unable to speak louder. I am so wasted but full of thrill.

"You deserve it. You deserve to be treated like that dear"

#jenson button #jenson button x reader #jenson button x you #fanfic writing #f1 drivers

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candlewaxandp0lar0ids · 5 months

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Hi all, so, basically I've been having a lot of thoughts and feelings about the state of fanfiction these days. Specifically, I've been thinking about the relationship and interactions between writers and their readers within the fandom (talking about my fandoms in particular, but I know that similar things seem to be happening across the board). I know that authors have been talking about how they've been getting less and less comments and feedback in general on their work. I haven't said much about it because I don't want to appear ungrateful to the people who take the time to leave detailed feedback — I'm incredibly grateful to them and they've played a huge part in keeping me going for this long. If you've left a comment on any of my works and see this and wonder if you haven't done enough, trust me, you have.

Still, if I'm being honest, the amount of silent readers is starting to take its toll on me. It's gotten to the point where when I write something, if it's a decently long piece (let's say over 4k), I'm likely to get less comments on the work than I've put hours into writing it. It sometimes feels like I have to beg for comments and that is not a nice feeling. As an author, it's hard to see that and not think that it says something about the quality of the work you've put out.

I've been trying to think of things that could help, I have a bunch of thoughts that I'll probably try to organize at some point (namely i think a network for writers to have constructive feedback, which doesn’t always mean negative feedback btw, could have a positive impact — feel free to let me know if you’d be interested but also i’ll probably make another poll for that). For now, I wanted to ask: as readers, if you don't leave comments, is it because you're not sure of what to say or how to articulate it? If so, would it help if I made a post detailing things you can tell writers in the comments (other than the classic, but always good 'I loved it')? In general I'd love to know more about why people don't leave comments.

Expect a couple more posts on the subject once I've collected my thoughts and in the meanwhile, here's a poll to let me know if it would help. Reblog to increase visibility/sample size, etc.

#i'll tag this with some of my fandoms #bts x reader #skz x reader #bts fanfic #stray kids fanfic #stray kids x reader #candywrites #just thinking thoughts #poll #tumblr polls

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clanwarrior-tumbly · 1 year

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NWhile you're doing pokemon, might i ask, for a platonic headcanons ofseeiven, Penny and Nemona x reader,

where reader's showing them the snowy cat weasel legendary pokemon that was sealed away(i forget names atm-), i can picture arven at least being concerned seeing the dex's entry for it as reader's just all "oh but it's a sweetheart! Don't be so worried!" as theyre giving the pokemon that no doubt would absolutely cause a devastating avalanche if the reader wasnt there scritches and pats/lh

feel free to ignore just thought it could be amusing!/lh

-salt anon(stay safe btw!)

This is perfect timing bc I caught Chien-Pao today (and also Ting-Lu, my fav) after struggling and restarting the game a lot

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

After Ms. Raifort piqued your interest in the "Treasures of Ruin", you set out to free them from their confinements, knowing these poor things were taken advantage of centuries ago.

You believe they could still be helped. It wasn't too late! All they needed was love and friendship, things you were more than happy to provide.

Of course, pulling the stakes that sealed the Icerend Shrine and challenging Chien-Pao afterwards was no cakewalk, but you caught it after convincing it to come with you, promising to give it a better life.

The feline ice-type was surprisingly quick to warm up to you after you gave it a bath during a picnic, figuratively melting its icy heart.

You took great care in shining its sword fangs, smiling when it purred in thanks before taking a nap in the grass, curled up.

It becomes harder to believe this sweet creature had a hand in destroying an entire kingdom.

Soon after, you decided to call your friends so they could see it for themselves.

As expected, Nemona was the first to arrive, psyched to see a Pokémon she's only heard about in books.

She could immediately tell it was quite strong (despite it being cuddled up to you when she got there).

"..and you're gonna let me fight it one day, right?" She dares to ask, taken aback when Chien-Pao wakes up and looks at her in disdain.

You just laugh and shake your head, giving the Ruinous Pokémon chin scritches. "Unless you wanna be swept away by an avalanche..I don't think so. Besides, I think it's been through enough fights in its life."

Not long after her arrival, Penny and Arven show up, completely shook(tm) at the existence of this bizarre Pokémon.

Penny’s surprised it was just stuck in its own little cave all these years, while Arven’s curious about what the Pokedex says about it.

But when he finds out..well...to say he’s just “concerned” is a huge understatement.

He’s downright scared for you, having no clue how you tamed it and fearing the repercussions of freeing it.

“...[y/n], this thing is more than just a Pokémon..it’s...it’s got a bunch of souls in it--angry souls of people who hated that “king”. It also causes terrible avalanches and-”

“Oh give it a rest, Arven...does this look like the face of someone who’d cause terrible avalanches?” You pouted, holding either side of Chien-Pao’s face as you stared at him. “Do you see any hatred here? Because I don’t.”

When he has no answer, you resume patting its head, treating it like a big ol’ kitty that was simply misunderstood.

Even Penny becomes brave enough to pet its back, only to freeze when it sends an icy gaze at her. “Uh....sorry...?”

She thinks she did something wrong and is about to invoke the wrath of this ancient beast....

Until Chien-Pao purrs and nuzzles her cheek, invading her personal space just like Koraidon/Miraidon did all those times, causing you to chuckle and shake your head.

You could only hope to nurture the other three in the quartet into sweet and cuddly creatures like this one.

#no kidding tho #i was suffering trying to catch this one #but it was worth it ^w^#clanask #salt anon #pokemon x reader #pokemon scarlet x reader #pokemon violet x reader #pokemon penny #pokemon arven #pokemon nemona #pokemon treasures of ruin #chien pao #platonic #headcanons

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am-i-the-asshole-official · 7 months

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AITA for ignoring my friend (? idrk where we r now in friendship terms)

So basically I (14F) was gonna eat with my friend (14F) during lunch period at school, my other friend (14M, lets call him A) texted me and said ‘hey do u wanna sit with me?’ and i responded with ‘sorry i’m sitting with my other friend today !!!’ and then put my phone away (my phone is on silent btw so i didn’t hear them send me any texts other than that) so i thought that was that cause they are a pretty understanding friend and i went to go eat lunch.

In 3rd period after lunch and before it fully started I checked my phone and saw that A texted me some more, I checked the text they sent and it said ‘wow so u only sit with me when it’s convenient for u???’ (for context: i used to sit with these 2 guys during lunch but then one day both of them were sick for a bit so i decided to eat in the stairwells cause i usually ate with them in the cafeteria but the cafeteria is pretty noisy so i only went there to sit with them and ended up finding A in the stairwell and decided to sit with him, and the day before this happened I went to sit with A again but he was at a meeting for a school club thingy) and i responded with ‘i promised my friend that i sat with today that i would sit with them today and me and them haven’t seen eachother for a while !! sorry for responding so late i didn’t see this until now’ and i thought that was that, i will admit i did lie a little in that text with the ‘i promised them’ bit but that was because i knew if i didn’t already have a reason A would be kinda annoying about it, anyways, after i sent that period 3 started and i put down my phone but in the middle of class they sent me a 2 short messages and 1 long message that basically went like ‘ok yeah sure *name*’ ‘k’ and ‘you know i sit fucking alone every single day and when i ask my friend if she wants to sit with me and she says no and doesn’t even invite me to sit with her and her other friend it really fucking hurts’ but i didn’t see that message until 4th period.

So during 4th period (it’s kinda a free period for me like a catch up thing like if u have any work from period 1-3 u do it here but i usually don’t have work so the teacher lets me go on my phone) i went on my phone and saw this, i didn’t know how to respond to it but eventually i did and was like ‘sorry i didn’t know u wanted me to invite u ???? me and my friend were eating lunch in one of the classrooms and idk if the teacher has a thing about people who aren’t in that class who have been invited inviting other kids or something but u didnt imply that u wanted me to invite u but u could’ve just asked and i would’ve asked the teacher and if the teacher allowed it i would also invite u so i’m kinda confused by ur message’ then they sent me a super long texted that was basically the ‘i sit alone’ text just longer and also them being like ‘and ur just saying that u would invite me to be nice but ik if u asked u wouldn’t’ and also im kinda confused cause when we do sit together we just go on our phones and watch like yt videos the most we do is me offering them a pringle and saying bye when the bell rings anyways i sent them another text that was like ‘i don’t think im gonna respond to u anymore after i send this because i feel like it’ll just cause an even bigger argument than what’s happening now’ and silenced notifs from them.

After this while doing something else i went to go text my dad and saw that they sent me ‘i feel like after what happened at *amusement park name here* u genuinely hate me’ (for context what happened at there was i invited them to go to an amusement park with me and they said yes but it turns out they don’t like rollercoasters and i really like rollercoasters so my mom who was there with us was like ‘i’m gonna stay with A and u can do rollercoaster stuff’ so i did and apparently while i was on a rollercoaster he started having a panic attack and my mom said something to him which cause him to spiral even deeper and i saw them after i got off the ride and didn’t realize what was going on and started talking about how fun it was until he audibly started crying then i realized and we had to cut the day short and drive him home but he texted me being like ‘i don’t think we can be friends anymore cause of what ur mom said’ but won’t tell me what my mom said but we made up) and i haven’t responded to him but i did tell ONLY my friend that i did sit with and only her about this and i kinda feel guilty for ignoring him and telling her and she ended finding out who it was even though i never said his name cause they have period 2 together and she hated him even before i told her about this mess and now i don’t know what to do other than ignore his texts and try to avoid him during school

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole

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seneon · 10 months

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heyy, i dunno if you still take requests but can you make oneshot with rayne x anorexic gn! reader, how he find this and react, also how he helps the reader??

i've been struggling with ed for 2 years and still trying to recover, i guess it's going good :')

btw that's ok if you don't wanna write, i love your works, tysm <33

take it easy ──── ft. rayne ames x anorexic gn! reader.

about. rayne finds out his s/o has anorexia and tries to help them. warning: sensitive topics about ed. | 0.6K words.

notes. hi anon! i hope you're doing well. i'm actually proud at the fact that your ed is going good, keep it up!! if you need any help or just someone to talk to, my dms are always open yayyaya. ily anon tysm for requesting! also, i'm not experienced with writing ed, but i'll try my best (:

honey-coloured eyes watched in observation as e/c ones shifted around in uneasiness. your eyes were looking around the food that was on the table, served fresh and awaiting to be eaten.

what could go wrong with the freshly served food that you yourself ordered?

that was what confused rayne ames, your boyfriend, who's currently on a date with you. he hasn't gotten the time to eat or spend time with you in a while, and this was his only chance for the week. so why was he feeling a sense of uneasiness that was just . . . there the moment he met up with you? why did asking you out for a lunch date felt like it's something difficult for you to say yes to?

rayne ames didn't know the answer to that, but if his lover who looks forward to spending time with rayne at any free moment has difficulties of agreeing, he's going to find out what's wrong.

"y/n, why are you not eating? is the food not to your liking?"

ah, food. a subject that even disgusts you from the very sound of it. something you've been avoiding in a while.

when rayne proposed a lunch date, it had you right in a pinch. it was something you didn't want him to find out in the most ridiculous ways possible. something about even consuming a single piece of solid food gave you a grave fear that it might cause harm on you internally.

the fear of gaining weight and being made fun of society that exceeded the average weigh scares you so much. it scared you to the point where you viewed food as something to not be consumed, but to be portrayed as a primordial fear.

it was difficult for you to even look at rayne when he asked two simple questions. you didn't have an answer for either questions, so your lips remained sealed and your eyes adverted it's gaze to the table where you shut your nose to not inhale anymore of the food's smell.

"have you been having trouble with eating..?" rayne asked silently, barely a whisper but audible to you. his face is a sad one, full of sympathy for the worst outcome to come out your mouth.

but he listened. to your every single word. the difficulties you've been having with the people around you focusing on your image, sheer and utter fear of gaining weight, the times where you throw up each time after trying to consume even the littlest amount of food.

even as you speak about your difficulties, rayne felt his heart broken. he hasn't been there with you all this time when you were going through such a difficult time. he felt like guilty for not being there for you. it was just the weight of guilt that now rests in his very own shoulders.

rayne stood up from his seat and embraced you in a hug, a token of compensation that he wasn't there for you whenever you needed him the most. thus he apologised over and over again, telling you words that means so much to you.

slowly by slowly, as days passed by, rayne skipped out on many of his duties, telling the other divine visionaries to help him for a period of time. in that period, he tries his best to encourage you with little portions of food, telling you to eat and trying his hardest to reassure you affirmative words that was only meant for you.

it took a while to do so, but rayne always told you 'take it easy' and it always manages to make you feel at ease.

with the help of rayne by your side, you felt like you could feel most comfortable and safe as you definitely will take everything easy now.

for if you are going to bear such a heavy burden, rayne will surely do it with you.

together.

#🎥 senreqs #rayne ames #rayne x reader #rayne ames x reader #mashle #mashle x reader #mashle rayne #mashle oneshots #mashle imagines #rayne x y/n

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sexhaver · 4 months

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Howdy friend! I feel like that meme with doctor eggman that just walked in on rouge and shadow having a spirited discussion on something I have no pretext about. But it sounds important and I do wanna educate myself if there's a lacking somewhere, genuinely. From what I understood from scrolling down to a screenshot poll and other screens, it's trying to figure out if people are automatically taking frat boys (the classic stereotype kind, btw, genuinely players) in good faith by queer-ifying them because they have been fortunately unfortunate enough to not have the life experience of being used by this type of person that will take their good faith and hurt them?

Because I do think that there *could* be a cishet aro man out there, if it's defined very explicitly as: a man (born with a penis and identifies as he/him) and likes women (including trans women) and is aromantic. Face value wise, that is.

Because the question wasn't if the hypothetical man was superstraight (and don't count trans people at all) or just pussy-seeking (i.e. looking to have sex with ciswomen and trans men who haven't had bottom surgery, is explicitly Not transphobic). Or if this hypothetical man wasn't also, say, a "friend" met at a party/tinder/hookup/through mutuals/etc that is really just an acquaintance with little of substance genuinely known...or if this man was actually what one would consider a genuine friend. Or if this hypothetical man was poly (and/or if you were poly honestly, this feels like this is being framed in a mono mindset, which is okay! But poly adds extra details to account for). Also if he was out as aro.

The point is, I am aware of cheating. I am aware of using terms to get around cheating. Or trying to justify it. But aromantizim by itself isn't cheating. Poly by itself isn't cheating. FwB by itself, or hooking up by itself, or sex work by itself, isn't cheating- if there is informed consent on both sides with all affected parties, which includes all other partners. Wanting to sleep around isn't a crime, regardless of who or where or what gender.

I know there's plenty of men that aren't allies, that are homophobic or transphobic or sexist, but that wasn't the question. You aren't making that distinction or posing a scenario, just a screenshot without any added distinction other that the consent (after it was asked for by voters). It's taking the assumption that practicing genuine safe sex ( not that bullshit abstinence thing schools and "god fearing Christians" teach), is limited to only cishetero men... And not something to practice with everyone.

It shouldn't matter my gender or background or beliefs or sexuality, since these are simply opinions and all opinions come with grains of salt, but I know if I don't add context of me being the one giving these opinions, I'll be discredited.

I'm a cis-women (so very petrifiyingly aware of that Fear/wariness of being approached at night by strangers, or followed. I don't like ANYONE strange coming up to me, regardless of gender, a woman can stab me as much as a man can rape me, but I feel like I know the mindset extreme examples being presented here so there were go).

I'm demi-omnisexualromantic. Everyone's free game once I get to know them on a genuine emotional level. We HAVE to be besties (or we have to never ever see each other again if I'm gonna sleep with you and you're not a friend, oh gOD WHAT IF I FART OR THEY'RE A SERIAL KILLER OH GOD).

I'm poly. The first thing is with my girlfriend and our paramour, since we are the "oringal polycule" is had a sit down discussion about what we agreed upon what being in a relationship is like (we happen to be romantically and sexually attracted to each other btw). It was Poly from the start and Open from the start. We are all okay and open to each other going out to bdsm clubs or kink parties or sleeping around, or if asking out cute people..... BUT we have to ask permission/inform the other partners in our polycule. There's nothing to hide and they consent. They can say no, and that's okay!! Because then!! We can have an open and honest discussion as to why (lonely, conflicting plans, insecurity, safety worries, etc). Also also, anyone new that's meant to become a fwb or a pet needs to know about and meet our polycule, and it's a one-no situation here. If *anyone* is uncomfortable, nothing goes forward.

Sex is nice, sex is great if you're a freak like me and into that sorta thing; and sexual safety awareness and stranger danger awareness and informed consent awareness is MAJORLY IMPORTANT AND CRITICAL AND EVERYONE SHOULD BE TAUGHT THIS IN SCHOOL OH GOD but in my humble opinion the execution has spiraled into something messy with rampant misunderstanding and accidental invalidation of aro-spec men, poly people, and our allies,,, as well as anyone trying to be open-minded even if they dont understand.

Telling people that they're naive and ignorant isn't going to teach them a lesson you appear to feel strongly that they need to learn, it only shames and makes them not likely to actually follow the good advice (?) that's being presented in a not-clear format.

And it also earns you a buncha people getting angry because they don't understand the question actually being asked because the context wasn't clarified or what the actual answer is in a no patronizing manner/delivery,, and I'm sure you're feeling very much harassed and exhausted for answers that have little to nothing to do with your actual question, and I'm really sorry for that because I've been there and I hate this for you because it's exhausting and dispiriting to find people who never got taught how to keep themselves safe... But I'm also happy that they haven't had to learn it the hard way *yet* and that I can still help, or even that the people I was so stressed over not having the lesson... Actually DO know the answer but just misunderstood the question or that I just asked it confusingly!!

Anyway, sorry for the extremely long ask, double sorry if I misunderstood anything you were trying to say or explained anything that you already know. But if you could clarify in your own words and time, I would be very grateful! If not, that's still okay and I hope you take care of yourself out there, friend! Also, I'm on anon less because I'm ashamed of my opinion, and more because I don't want anyone else randomly messaging me back because they don't like me for my views online and I happen to really like this account dghjfedhjfdsjk

oh my god i thought there was a character limit on anons. what am i even being asked here? i literally just woke up and opened my inbox and made this face

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growthf · 1 year

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hello! can i request zhongli, al haitham, scaramouche, and xiao with m!reader who is a kpopers? isekaid reader/modern au is okay! i just randomly saw your profile and bam! youre a kpopers(⁠ ⁠╹⁠▽⁠╹⁠ ⁠), its okay if its a girlgroup or boygroup, and if you can only write for only several characters, its also okay! feel free to delete and dont forget to drink water & keep healthy (⁠＾⁠∇⁠＾⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠♪

ask and you shall receive! ٩(ˊᗜˋ*)و

✩ zhongli, al haitham, scaramouche, & xiao x k-fan!male!reader

^^; modern au, reader has a slight (large.) obsession

a/n: thank you for the request! i hope this meets your expectations!!

ZHONGLI

occupancies you to every concert, fansigning, and popup store (all attended with your money btw!!!)

your favorite group is performing somewhere across the sea?? you best believe he’ll be right on that plane with you

doesn’t understand fanchants in the slightest, but always loves the look on your face when you’re enjoying yourself

when he first went to a fansigning with you he was confused ?!?!!

don’t all these people have jobs or something???

you had told him it was a popular event within groups and that most take the day off, but he really felt like the world was cramped into a tiny room that day

follows you around whenever you’re shopping or trying to find a new album

watches you open it purely to see your eyes light up when you get a pc of your bias

if you’re into a boy group he’s probably a little jealous you’re screaming over some guy other than him, but it’s not like he’d ever tell you that

“there’s a performance in a neighboring state? it would be fun to see somewhere new together, i’ll come with.”

AL HAITHAM

super confused at first

you like flying millions of miles ?!!?! to see people sing & dance ??? next to millions of other people !?!?

you might as well had him play some musical cartoons if you wanna see people sing & dance–at least it’s free!!

when you explained clearly he understood a little better

he still stays at home though

UNLESS you go out of state or country, he’ll fly with you but just stay in your shared hotel room till you come back

who wants to deal with people that’ll probably rip him apart if he says the wrong thing in the wrong tone

his first time at your house was a tough one

not only were there posters as far as the eye could see, but your desk and most of your shelves were decorated to the brim with merchandise and other things

how could you even afford all that AND pay bills at the same time???

you forced him to a concert once and he nearly broke.

yelling, screaming, shouting, so many lights and flashes, everything happening all at once

made you drive to the hotel that night.

“call me on your way back, i’ll see if room service offers any midnight treats.”

SCARAMOUCHE

went to one concert at had a love hate relationship with it

you’re enjoying yourself? yay!!! you’re screaming over someone other than him?? boo!!

went to all the concerts with you after that just to make sure you didn’t get any funny ideas

went to a fansigning and oh. my. god.

nearly passed out before y’all made it to the car

he made a mental note for himself to go everywhere BUT fansignings after that incident

bought an album for you as a birthday gift and the way you practically melted made him confused??!?!

what’s so special about pictures of some people who don’t even know you??

(made sure to keep up on your favorite group(s)/solos to see if there’s any upcoming albums so he can see your reaction again)

if you have a decked out room AND ita bag, he’s probably questioned how you manage to stay housed a couple of times

how can you afford bills, concerts, AND merchandise, yet you couldn’t afford the $2 cookies at your last hang out???

does not understand your money logic in the slightest

“anything happening this weekend? ..a fansigning.. you go ahead and have fun, i think i’ll pass on this one..”

XIAO

a mix of al haitham and zhongli tbh

wants to see you have fun but also doesn’t wanna be around all those screaming people

will accompany you to a concert every now and then depending on when and where they’re taking place

says he forgets all your biases but has a note on his phone with every name you mention on it

even follows most of their socials, too

you wonder sometimes how he manages to keep up with things that even you haven’t heard about yet and he’s glad you haven’t figured him out

whenever you talk about a new album or single releasing soon, you’ll always find it outside your door despite not ordering it yet

went with you to a fansigning and honestly he kinda enjoyed it

i mean yeah, the lines were hell and the people in line were annoying–but he liked how your face lit up when you finally made it to the front and got the signature you stood nearly a whole day for

made a promise to keep going with you even if others around were so nauseatingly loud

you showed him your photocard collection for the first time, and he was genuinely impressed with it

when and where did you even get all the money for them!?!

he checks in regularly to see if you have any new additions to the already large collection once in a while now

“what was the name of that group you liked again? right. well, they’re having a performance next week–it’s real close by, too.”

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rebouks · 4 months

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I wanna ask about the super sexy accountant 👀 What do we know about Darien’s bio family? Does he have siblings or keep in touch with any of his fam? Does he miss his criminal family at all? Or is he happy to be free of them? Is there any one in the criminal family (besides Wyatt) that he liked being around more than others? What does he think of Brynn, nu Wyatt, and Bryatt? What are his hobbies or free time activities? Will we see more of him in the future? Inquiring minds - it’s me, I’m the inquiring mind- want to know!

Who doesn't want to know about the hot accountant?! Look at him, full of secrets.. 👀

Dairen's the only child of two not wealthy parents, but his stepfather was pretty wealthy (none of Darien's own wealth comes from him tho, 'cause ew..) his mom remarried when he was pretty young, so he has a stepbrother and a half-sister but he doesn't speak to any of them and his dad died a while ago.. I bet you can guess whose idea going to boarding school was? 🙈

I don't really think he misses Artie n' co. but I think he still feels a bit lost, he hasn't really moved on or done anything exciting since it all went to shit. He misses feeling like he belonged more than anything, a little bit like Bruno, whom he got on pretty well with btw.. especially when Wyatt wasn't around 😅 he kinda liked Kaden too, but mostly because he was resourceful and sensible, tho he was still rather wary of him! He was never keen on Kian, and I still love his backchat to him in this scene because it pretty much defines their relationship, even though we rarely saw em together lmaooo..

Hmmmm.. what does he think of "new" Wyatt? He's not really sure tbh, he only got to spend like a day with him! He could tell smth had shifted but he didn't really get a chance to pick it apart, I'm sure he wonders what changed, and how! I reckon he quite likes Brynn, though he definitely thinks she's a bit daft, then again, he thinks a lot of people are 😆 overall, he's a bit like ????? abt the whole thing lmao

What does he do for fun!? WORK! Duh.. but I guess he kinda likes cooking sometimes, and if he ever feels burnt out (which is super rare) he likes to binge watch TV series in the dark and eat a fuck tonne of sweeties 😌 I can see his faves being shit like The Wire, or mindfucky films like Tenet! Honestly, he doesn't have many hobbies or many friends, he's spent his entire life with his nose in his laptop, which he likes.. but I still think he's a bit lonely/directionless these days...

We'll definitely see more of him in the future though, so who knows what'll change?!

#ranswers #fib asks #fib extras #darien #😌#ahhhh i do love my dubious yet very handsome accountant #tyyy for asking abt him!!#<3333

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smashboxgirl26 · 2 years

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Hello 🙋 I hope you a okay with requests, so lets get started. Can i mabye request some headcanons with shoto, bakubae, izu and kiri? With an reader (fem) who is really insecure about her cubby thighs. also i read your fanfic about bakugou (strawberry jam) and i was like; how tf can someone write such an piece of art!? I love this ff and it got an earned place in my "Favorite ff with bakugou" collection.

Feel free to ignore this request if you feel uncomfortable with writing such a topic!

Have a lovely day/night and stay healthy!

-tiniwini

contains: fluff, comfort masterlist a/n: speaking as a person who has kinda chubby thighs themself, i could relate to this sm. but thank you so much for the complement! ur so sweet!! (๑•́ ω •̀๑) apologies for this taking so long btw, i've been trying to get back in my regular writing schedule lol

— bakugou.

It all started with the both of you sitting on the couch, your legs laying in Katsuki’s lap as he absent-mindedly stroked them — a regular occurrence for the both of you on the occasional nights you had free.

“I should work out more,” you mumbled to yourself, staring at your legs in his lap. You weren’t happy with the way they looked in comparison to Katsuki’s strong, thick legs.

“What?” his head turned over without missing a beat.

“Nothing,” you shook your head back, gesturing back towards the movie on the TV.

“I heard you say something though,” he grumbled back.

“It was nothing.”

“Bullshit,” he stared you down.

You only rolled your eyes, “I was just saying that I should work out more, I don’t like my chubby thighs.”

Katsuki looked appalled. “What d’you mean?”

“I dunno,” you shrugged. “I’d rather them be toned or something–”

“That’s the stupidest thing I’ve ever heard of,” he scoffed. “What’s there not to like about ‘em? They help you walk and get around places. What else d’you want?”

“Yeah, but–”

“But nothing,” he stopped you quickly. “They’re perfect the way they are.”

“But Katsuki–”

“Shut the fuck up,” he glared at you before turning back to the TV. “You don’t need any of that stupid shit fuckin’ with your head. You're beautiful. You don’t need to change anything, you dumbass.”

(And if you ever try to say anything like that ever again, just know you’re getting a lecture.)

— kirishima.

“Babe, show me the dress!” Kirishima called from outside the bathroom. “I wanna see how it fits you.”

You’d taken a suspiciously long time while putting it on, and Kirishima was just dying to know what it looked like. He knew when he saw it in the store window that it was perfect for you — he just had to buy it.

“...I’m not really sure if I like it,” you called out from the other side, and his face instantly dropped. Did it fit weird?

“Can I still see?” he asked, holding his breath when the bathroom door clicked open to reveal you.

You looked beautiful in it, the color matching your skin tone just as he thought it would, and the fabric outlining the shape of your body in the most flattering way possible. He could barely speak as he stared at you, but that was until you broke him out of his trance.

“Thanks for the dress,” you looked to the side. “But, I don’t really like the way it looks on me.”

“Why?” he circled around you, trying to see if there was anything wrong with it. “Is it uncomfortable? We can get a different size.”

“I just, don’t really like the way it makes my thighs look,” you shrugged. “I look fat.”

“What are you talking about?” he stared, confused. “You look great — amazing, actually.”

“Yeah, but I probably don’t look like the mannequin you bought it off of,” you walked towards the full-length mirror in your bedroom, a frown settling over your expression.

“Baby, you look beautiful,” Kirishima walked behind you, his hands settling over your waist as his head rested on your shoulder. “You shouldn’t listen to the people who tell you otherwise, they’re probably just jealous.”

“...You mean it?”

“Of course baby,” he kissed your temple, pulling you closer to his chest while staring at the both of you in the mirror. “Everyone is jealous of you, and the fact that I’m the only one who gets to have you all to myself,” he smirks, pulling a smile to your lips as you look at the both of you standing in the mirror.

“Thank you,” you allowed a small smile to creep up.

— todoroki.

“Could you take the picture with only the top half?”

Shoto blinked, staring back down at the picture after you handed him your phone back to take another picture.

He didn’t see anything wrong with the first one, and he couldn’t find himself fathoming why you didn’t want to have the bottom half of your body in the picture — the ground wasn’t even dirty and your shoes looked brand new.

“Um, fine,” he replied, confused, but he still stepped back and took another picture of you like you’d asked.

A small smile peeked up on your lips when he handed you the phone back to check out the picture, and he became even more confused when you muttered “that’s better” under your breath before tucking the phone back in your pocket.

“Shall we continue?” you stared up at him, your hand outstretched to continue your walk in the park.

“Sure,” he nodded, taking your hand. But in his head, he was still curious as to why you didn’t want him to include your bottom half in your picture. The skirt you were wearing was cute, why did you want it cut out?

You noticed how quiet he was for a couple minutes, no longer pointing out the birds and trees he knew as he walked, his brow almost furrowed in thought.

“What’re you thinking about?” you broke the silence, watching his head turn toward you almost instantly.

“Nothing.”

“I know you’re lost in thought,” you pointed towards the furrow between his brows. “You always look like that.”

“I’m just wondering, why didn’t you want your bottom half in the picture?” he stared at you, watching as you quickly turned your head to face the other direction.

“I uh, I don’t want to show off my thighs,” you sounded embarrassed. “They look chubby in this skirt.”

“What are you talking about?” he pressed. “You look beautiful.”

“Yeah, but… I dunno, I feel like I look chubby.”

“You don’t,” Shouto stopped, keeping you from continuing forward. “I don’t know where you got that idea from,” he shook his head, “but you look amazing. You always look amazing. You shouldn't worry about something no one even notices.”

“Thanks Sho,” your smile cracks up again, but this time it’s more genuine than when you looked at the picture of yourself.

“Of course,” he smiles back.

— midoriya.

“Why aren’t you coming in water?” Izuku stared at you sitting under the shade of the umbrella with your book in hand.

It was one of the few days that Izuku had off during the summer, which meant that it would be spent at the beach near his mother’s house since it was the cleanest and usually quietest place the both of you could spend time together.

“I’m okay,” you smiled back, adjusting your sundress so that it went over your knees. “I wanna catch up on my reading so I’m not behind in my book club.”

“Yeah, but it’s hot, and I wanna spend time with you.” he frowned. “And I can’t do that if you’re sitting here while I’m swimming alone.”

“Then come sit here,” you patted the spot on the towel next to you.

“Why’re you even wearing a swimsuit if you don’t want to come in the water?” he huffed, settling himself in the sand beside you.

The little pouty look he was wearing almost made you upset. You knew he was busy most of the time, and because this was one of his only off days he wanted to spend it with you.

“I’m sorry,” you sighed, closing the book and setting it to the side. “I just, don’t like the way my swimsuit looks on me right now.”

“What do you mean? You look gorgeous. You always look gorgeous,” his frown deepened.

“But I don’t like that it leaves my thighs super exposed,” you trailed off, staring at the sand beneath you. “It draws so much attention to them, and it makes me feel… embarrassed.”

“Baby,” he cupped your face in his hands without a moment’s hesitation. “There’s no need to feel embarrassed. In fact,” he chuckled, “I don’t even know what you’re embarrassed about! You look beautiful — people are probably jealous that they don’t look like you.”

He leaned forward to plant a small kiss on your forehead before pulling away. “You shouldn’t worry about what other people think,” he smiled, watching a smile crack on your face.

“Fine,” you rolled your eyes. “I’ll come in the water with you.”

#keke.writes #keke.asks #bakugou x reader #bakugo x reader #katsuki bakugou headcanons #bakugo headcanons #kirishima x reader #eijirou kirishima x reader #kirishima headcanon #eijirou kirishima headcanons #todoroki shoto x reader #shoto todoroki x you #midoriya x reader #izuku midoriya x reader #midoriya izuku #bnha fanfiction #mha fanfiction #mha x reader #bnha x reader

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meraki-yao · 1 month

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Hi Meraki.

I wish people would stop annoying you and dumping their anxiety/sadness/anger on you.

Afterall you're just a fan like the rest of us and you don't have all the answers. It's amazing that you like to help people btw. Love that about you ( I personally feel comforted reading your thoughts on TayNick and sequel but I know it must be hard having people ask u anxiously if you think a sequel is on the horizon).

Now to change the mood, recommend your favorite firstprince fics if u have any! I think we should all start a club and read fics together and discuss them.

P.N: is it okay to message you privately and become friends?

Hi! Oh my God this is such a lovely message. Thank you so much for this.

Thank you for looking out for me! But honestly, I'm... kind of used to helping out with other's issues? I do it a lot and fill in this role often in real life. And truthfully as much as I definitely need to learn to set limits and pace myself, I don't mind. I like helping out others, and in turn, I kind of feel valued and worth a damn in a way that I'm not in the main things (namely, current academics) of my life. But I do think people tend to forgot that I'm at the end of the day, a college student with a lot of issues and a lot of passions, and one of the youngest active members of the community who is still technically has four more months of being a teenager. Not necessarily a bad thing, I don't mind, but I do sometimes go "Me? But I'm just a kid! Why would they come to me?" But either way, I'm glad that this is something you like about me, it means a lot to know that 💕

Now Fics! Yes! Oh, I should make a list someday when I'm less busy, but for now, here's my favourite three RWRB writers:

SatinBird

congee4lunch

aliwrites07

And my current favourite fic is the killing kind , it's so fucking amazing. The writing, the pacing, the timeline, it's all so heart-renching that I teared up on the MTR (our subway) while reading it. And the writing style of the fic is the style I'm trying achieve. It's so good, I can't praise it enough.

But also! My friend @o0anapher0o 's fic Taylor Nick crossover fic New Information based on what started out as a half asleep delusional brainrot that I had that decided to stay in my thoughts. It's really humbling to have someone turn a small idea I thought of into something bigger and something so cool, and the story Anna writes is just so entertaining.

Also shamelss plug but I have 5 firstprince fics and I'm really proud of The Word of Your Body, which is also the first smut fic I've ever written

And yeah! Please do feel free to message me privately! One of the best things I've gotten since being part of the community is getting more friends, and honestly, I'm the most comfortable in one-to-one conversations. So if you wanna talk to me and be friends, by all means! ❣️

Thank you again for this ask my dear!

#anon ask #answered #personal #rwrb #red white and royal blue #alex claremont diaz #henry fox mountchristen windsor #henry hanover stuart fox #firstprince #rwrb fic #fic rec #rwrb fic recs

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teabookgremlin · 9 months

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i have been having so many thoughts recently about van and her relationship to her appearance. are these thoughts coherent? not particularly. am i going to try to make them somewhat coherent to share with you all now? yes. will i make any sense or say anything that hasn’t already been said? that remains to be determined

i first really started thinking about this when i started my fic feel like me again but honestly it had been floating around in my mind since we got our first look at adult van and the debate over if she was butch enough began (she is btw that is not up for discussion here and not the point of this post). anyway lets get into some of my thoughts.

first i wanna talk about her hair. i know recently people have been pointing out how before the wolf attack we most commonly see van with her hair tied back (with the exception of just a few occasions) and how after the wolf attack it is always down (except for during doomcoming but then her scars are covered by a mask). it’s very clear that her hair becomes a shield for her, using it as a way to hide her scars. even as an adult it’s never up and we see it hanging in her face a lot. especially back in society it makes sense to me that van would want to hide her scars somewhat, i mean her whole thing is trying to live in a past where none of the bad shit happened. as for before the attack, her hair being pulled up often, first of all same, i do this and for me its bc i’m sick of my hair and just haven’t gotten around to cutting it yet. it could be similar for van or she just prefers it out of her face. i feel like it’s unlikely that she wouldn’t have cut it if she wanted to as she already presents pretty butch and presumably is not overly bothered by people clocking her (kind of drawing this from both her appearance and that she is so much less concerned with being caught by the others than tai is) but there is still the possibility that she just doesn’t want another thing about her to scream dyke as she is living in an american suburb in the 90s.

onto her scars specifically. i love how she stops covering them after tai tells her that she’s beautiful. i’d imagine that van is not someone who is used to compliments on her appearance (or at least not ones that are affirming to her). i also know that a lot of us have headcanons that her mom is shitty to her about her appearance (or at least i do and i’ve seen it in a few fics) so hating how she looks would have become internalized and the scars would just make it worse. and there’s how she storms out at the suggestion of a party, hiding off in the woods until tai comes, bringing a solution and way to support her. and she clings to tai as they first walk out at doomcoming, holding her arm, kind of tucking herself against/behind her until the kiss. in this moment van is shown that she is still desirable despite the scars and this is just further affirmed when tai asks to see her without the mask and calls her beautiful. and going forward she doesn’t directly hide them anymore, even as an adult when in society, where facial scarring would get her more attention than among a group of teenagers who all know exactly what happened and are too busy trying to survive to care about appearance.

this is all i’ve got for now but i certainly think that there is so much to talk about concerning van and her appearance both because of her scarring and because a complicated relationship with presentation is not uncommon among lesbians. idk i have lots of thoughts but putting them into words is hard so feel free to add on your own ideas and happy van vednesday

#is this also me projecting slightly bc i have been trying to figure out how i wanna present? yes #but i prefer talking about van than myself so <3

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lynxgirlpaws · 5 months

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♥ lynxgirlpaws tubmlr ♥

Hey y'all ! Welcome to my silly little tumblr. I uh. I do stuff sometimes, uhm. Feel free to hang around !! . T. There's some info u. under the cut i. if you ca re. Oh ueah if you follow me a. and You're under 18 or don't have an age in your bio,. I'm gonna block you immediately. Like, instantly. Okay thankgs.

Hey!! uh,. so. I'm a Girl [recent update] who . does YouTube . and the doodles. uh. S. So here's that stuff about me I promised!! ♥ I !!! Use She/Her !! I won't die if you use they but y'know. girl. ♥ I am . 18. My birht day is on the 20th of June !! ♥ I live in. Connecticut. ♥ I used to be RamenBoy21 before the whole Girl thing so. If you were wondering where my old blog came from , hi ! I'm here now !! sorry for leaving ! ♥ I am ! African American ! (My Dad's Black and Mom was White [As German as an American can claim to be] for anyone curious. Nein, meine deutsch ist nicht sehr gut. Es tut mir leid) ♥ Oh yeah I'm bisexual! Like. I like people. All the people. Have you ever seen them? People. Prredty /w\ ♥ I am absolputely a girlfailure . Just. Trust me on this. I'm like if they made a girl that really sucks lol Okay. With that out of the way... now for . Uh. Links !!! If you wanna find/support me off of Tumblr! YouTube - I make silly little videos. Currently working on a Friendlocke I did a few months back with some pals, and singleplayer Vic2 stuff but. There'll be more in the future - and there's a lot of old stuff on there so. Feel free to check that out ! SFTV Lounge [Discord] - The silly little discord me and my pals own !! feel free to join . always good to have more cool people in there, y'know? BlueSky - I have not used this in literal months but. I deleted Twitter so like. It's the alternative lol If I make any other social medias I!! will update this!! And... now here's stuff for if you wanna find me here on Tumblr !! Accounts- Firstly,,, my NSFT Alt! - Sorry chat, I'm not gonna be horny on main. But, if you click that link, you can't be mad if I talk about dick or nuts or pussy or boobs. You just cannot be upset. them's the rules Tags- #AskAvie - I couldn't think of a better asks tag. It's alliteration. I'm sorry. You're always welcome to send me asks btw !! #AvieDoodles - Well I can't use RamenDoodles anymore. For reasons obvious in the rant. So... AvieDoodles? It doesn't work as well. But it has to work. I'm never gonna call it drawing properly, that makes it seem way higher quality than it is lmfao #AvieRants - I used to call when I'd ventpost Ramen Rants... so. AvieRants will be an ACTUAL tag you can block. I should come up with better names eventually. So yeah!! That's ! My silly little tumblr page! I. I still don't know how to properly make pinned posts but. This one seems good enough so uh, .yeah!! Hope you enjoy my dumb little corner of the internet! Have a lovely day! ^^

#Pinned Post #AskAvie #AvieDoodles #AvieRants #yeah there we go that's a good enough pinned #:D

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lemonisntreal · 1 year

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Do you have a Tone Deaf version of Clay Calloway?

(Perfectly fine if you don't. I was just curious, plus I love all your redesigns) 🦁🎸

SORRY THIS TOOK FUCKING FOREVER LMAO [been sitting in my inbox since FEBRUARY THIRTEENTH, HOLY SHIT :D]. YEAH, here he is :pppp a solid draft for you

Lowkey [highkey] gave up on the clothing wrinkles on the arms, but I still like how it turned out I think. I don't have much on him in terms of rewrite, but I do have some, so I'll dump it all here under the cut.

I swear I love asks, please feel free to say/ask whatever, I'm just horrible at answering in a reasonable time-frame because I always want to make it this beautiful masterpiece and end up turning all of them into full-on posts- or, at least I want to ~_~

Headcanonssss-

Ash gave him that button off her jacket [probably needs to be resized I'm realizing lol] [also I totally adopted this headcanon from someone elses post- might've been yours. Whoever came up with it I love it <3]

Born during the reformation that happened after the war- basically, nobody was really fighting anymore during this time, but some big people in power were still being stupid [aka: not letting their prisoners go]

So that would be somewhere around 1947? Which would put his age at 61 in my universe [which is in 2008- the times are pretty much random, nothing really lines up irl. Ignore how they use tech and other things that shouldn't have been invented yet lol]

He grew up when the Skunk Dolls were new and popular and stuff. And he loved them- so much that the band actually kinda inspired his music career

[Skunk Dolls also made loads of protest songs btw. War stuff]

Takes a ridiculous amount of care with his mane, and if he lets you touch it, that's a true sign of trust

So the Piglets always like to play with it, and Ash has given him braids a few times

He's had that scruffy red jacket since his early days

I should draw patches on it-

Ash probably'll give him a quill or two to put in it too with all the patches and repair stitches

He wears a lot of plaid, I just didn't wanna draw it <3

Rough and torn up clothes too

Everything he owns has some sort of smudge or tear in it from motorbiking and/or just being himself <3

His ears are pierced in almost every way imaginable, and when Ash found out, she went CRAZY

Cue her getting him to try on a bunch of stuff

He likes wrought iron jewelry and has never been a fan of anything with gemstones in it

Buster is terrified of him, but Clay is just kinda a blunt person and it doesn't mix well with Buster sometimes. They get along eventually tho. There was also some really bad timing with the circumstances of how they even met in the first place too lol-

Johnny is also. Super terrified.

Buster and him are like "Ahhh.... that guy scares the living daylights out of me." "Ohh, thank god it's not just me-"

He has a strange out-of-pocket interest in astrology.

And in herbology and plants in general, but he picked that up from Ruby. Astrology was all his, and it is the one thing he will "nerd out" over

Also the kind of guy to make fun of you for nerding out too

Making fun of people is his love language

So is giving people food

He's not great with his words and can find it hard to express love by just telling someone. Back to the bluntness thing, you can often find him accidentally offending someone and he doesn't even realize it

The troupe very quickly learned this and it's more of an endearing trait of his to them [and to most people who know him]

REALLY good cook. Fantastic, in fact. Probably one of the best chefs out of any of the characters.

Learned the hard way that enlisting Buster's help in the kitchen is a bad idea. Also Ash isn't great either, but he actually tries to teach her some of his recipes. And she's quickly improving

Buster was just being an idiot and forgot you shouldn't microwave tinfoil

Clay travels a lot, but spends most of his time in Calatonia [he technically still lives at his and Ruby's house, but he's super scared of accidentally closing himself off again, so he only visits to check up on the flowers and maintain the property pretty much]

He's like Ash's second [and very cool] dad. Which- also intimidates Buster quite a bit :D

I feel like their dynamic could be a sitcom. Clay is Ash's awesome dad and Buster is Ash's lame [endearing] and oddly unhinged and anxious dad who feels like he has to be as cool as Clay [and always fails heehee]

Clay is more entertained by Buster's ridiculous criminal record than horrified and I don't know if that's worrying or just a classic Calloway W

He's a very nonchalant person

Ruby's death is the only time I can really think he had a legitimate emotional break that wasn't just him being snappy [which is also pretty rare]

Clay's also like an uncle to the Piglets

He's kinda just taken up the role of "super awesome miscellaneous family member" for everyone at this point

He's back performing again after Sing 2- just not frequently or putting out any new songs [on his own at least- he might do a collaboration or two with Ash]

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