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mistressreaper · 5 months

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Love on the Brain

Singer!Bakugo x reader

A/n: okay so first fic I’ve done in years😅 I’m gonna make this a series so let’s all hope it goes well! Thank you to @spark2flame for chatting with me and making this come to life in my head!

Summary: Being Katsuki Bakugo’s, Dynamight, manager is not easy. Especially since you two have been friends for years and what do you know, you’ve got a major school girl crush on him too! With the stress of being in the limelight on his shoulders you decide to keep your feelings to yourself, you don’t want to complicate things between you two. That is until you find out something shocking.

⚠️: this part contains adult themes at the VERY beginning and the rest of the series will too, swearing, descriptions of the body (I believe that’s all this chapter)

So without further to do and I sincerely hope this format looks better than it did when I first posted….Part 1!!

“Just like that princess, fuck, there you go.” Katsuki moaned and threw his head back, his body full of pleasure. His hand had a fistful of your hair guiding your head along his cock while you took him as far as you could, tears falling from your eyes. Your nails dug into his thighs and Katsuki groaned. “Fuck baby, your mouth feels so good. Gonna cum down your throat then I’m gonna-I’m gonna fuck that pretty pussy of yours til you’re dumb.” He began stumbling over his words and pushing your head down on him harder. His tip hit the back of your throat over and over again and your moans sent a shiver up his body. “So close Princess, so fucking-

You shot up straight in bed gasping for air. Fuck, you thought, that’s the fifth time this month you’ve had that dream about Bakugo. You could feel the wetness in your shorts that had built up from your dream, “god damn it”. You looked at your clock and groaned, it was time for you to wake up anyway. You got out of bed and changed bottoms before deciding to just change your sheets later. You grabbed your phone and made your way to the kitchen for breakfast. You sat down at the table with your bowl of cereal while scrolling on your phone. “Fuck. Damn it Bakugo.” There was a video posted online of him punching the shit out of some guy at a bar. Why did he have to make the job of being his manager harder than it needs to be? Searching your contacts you dialed up Hizashi Yamada. “Hey Mic, I need to cash in that favor.”

“I am not bringing that asshole on my station.”

“Hizashi, please? I know he can be a dickhead but I promise he will be on his best behavior.” There was a silence for a minute or two.

“Bring me some of those cookies you make and I’ll consider it. You have to stay here with him though.”

You sighed, “Thank you Mic, I appreciate it.” He gave a hum in response and ended the call. Your phone pinged notifying you of a text.

Mic- 9 Am. And DON’T forget the cookies

You chuckled and took a bite of your cereal just as the door across from the dining table opened. Out walked Bakugo in his shirtless glory scratching his head and yawning, “What’s so fuckin funny?” You looked away because you could feel your cheeks heating up. He grabbed the box of cereal from the counter and the milk from the fridge before sitting down with you at the table.

“Was talking to Hizashi, you have an interview tomorrow at 9 AM.” You took another bite of cereal and almost choked when you saw the death glare Bakugo was giving you. Instantly killing the residual feelings from your dream this morning.

“What the fuck! Why so early?” He growled. “I specifically told you no more early interviews.” He shoveled a handful of Frosted Flakes in his mouth then took a giant gulp from the milk carton.

“Don’t piss me off and do shit I tell you not to. I told you not to fight that guy in the bar last week and what did you do? You broke his damn nose! You need to apologize and since we have no clue who that guy was right now a public apology is as best as we can do.”

“He had a big mouth! He fucking deserved it.”

“Deserved it or not Katsuki you can’t be getting into bar fights, especially now that your new songs are topping the charts and everyone’s eyes are on you.” Sighing you got up and grabbed a bowl and spoon and gave it to him. You never knew what was going on in his head, but you do know that stress has been weighing on him the last few months. Deadlines for new music, performances every other night, keeping up with the press. It’s a lot for you just to schedule it, much less for Bakugo to accomplish it all and still have that smug ass look on his face at the end of the day. “Don’t eat like a fucking animal.” Bakugo rolled his eyes as he poured milk in the bowl. “What the hell? The cereal goes first!”

A grunt is what you got in response. You just shook your head and made your way to your room, sometimes sharing an apartment with your best friend irritated you with the dumb things he did. Opening your closet you grabbed a big t-shirt, probably one of your older brothers, some shorts, and some undergarments. Thankfully today was a free day, no interviews, concerts, signings, just relaxing. You snatched a towel from the cabinet and headed to the bathroom to shower. As you get closer to the door you hear running water. “Seriously! You know I shower every morning!”

“I needed to this morning.” Bakugo’s voice was still rough from performing the night before.

“Why’s that?”

You didn’t get a response right away but eventually all you got was, “Reasons.” Huffing you sank down to the floor in front of the bathroom door. You’d just wait until he was done to chew his ass out. A few more minutes passed until the water shut off and you heard the rings of the shower curtain slide back. “Finally, now give me the real reason you didn’t shower last-“ you were cut off by the door opening and Bakugo standing there with only a towel sitting loosely on his hips. Part of you hated him right now for taking up your designated shower time, but the other part of you that enjoyed seeing him like this was beginning to take over.

His damp blonde hair sticking to the sides of his face, water droplets running down his bare chest over the jet black tattoos, down his stomach and past his tattoo on his v-line before soaking into the towel that obstructed the rest of your view. “Oi, you listening? Hey!” You snapped out of your trace, cheeks pink from embarrassment. “I said I was too tired to shower last night. Sorry I didn’t tell you.” He held his hand out to help you up.

You took it but your left leg had fallen asleep and you stumbled forward, fuck fuck fuck fuck Is all you could think as you went face first into Bakugo’s chest. Your whole face burned red now, no doubt about it. “Watch it. You okay?”

“I’m fine! Just really need to shower!” You pulled away and scurried around him into the bathroom before slamming the door.

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Calmed down and now clean, you stepped out of the shower and dried off, you looked through your clothes for your underwear but couldn’t find them. “Hm, maybe I forgot to grab them.” After getting dressed and just deciding to go without underwear you made your way to the kitchen to get something to drink. Bakugo was sitting on the couch watching tv in grey sweats and a black tank top, thankfully paying no mind to you. You grabbed the orange juice from the fridge and poured you a glass and sat down at the table again, this time your back to Bakugo. You sighed and took back your thoughts from this morning, you’re glad you share an apartment with him.

#aizawa smut #bakugou katsuki #bakugou katsuki x reader #dabi x reader #imagine #kiribaku #kirishima eijirou #my hero academia #shota aizawa x reader #mha smut #smut #bnha bakugo katsuki #katsuki smut #best friends to lovers #hopefully this goes well #first fic

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frangipani-wanderlust · 10 months

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Prayer Request

My car is dead. Not dead-to-where-it-can't-be-resurrected, but it is dead-more-than-I-can-afford-to-resurrect-it. I am calling the dealership for an appointment today and hopefully settling the new car purchase on Wednesday.

Please pray it goes smoothly. And also that the new car is reliable and not a lemon.

#baby needs a new car #no actually i really need a new car #:(#hopefully this goes well #prayer request #christianity

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where-i-go-insane · 11 months

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i am trying to learn how to sew so i can inevitably do evil things (make clothes for me specifically b/c i want things that don't exist)

today it begins. going to make a little pencil pouch. this is my first time using the real sewing machine i got at the thrift store. got a literal kid sewing machine for christmas and now i'm FINALLY able to try and use this bad boy.

#i should probably make a tag for when i talk #sewing adventures #i'm gonna update this post once i actually make the pouch thing #hopefully this goes well

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hungry-eel · 6 months

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Hello and Welcome!!

Hello everybody and welcome to my blog! You can call me Kim, and this is going to be a blog primarily for sharing content of characters that I like that are foodies, as well as share stuffing content! Along with such will also share any art and writing that pertain to eating and stuffing.

This is a multi-fandom blog but expect primarily Twisted wonderland and Genshin content

~ Master List ~

What you should Expect

Please also know that even though that don't expect this blog to be entirely SFW nor will it have overt sexual NSFW. There will be darker topics and themes present in the blog, and will also be easily interpreted as a kink blog, if you are ever uncomfortable with these kinds of things, you are warned.

Last thing I want to mention is that this is a safe space for those who have a particular interest in either foodie characters or stuffing, by any circumstances do not shame me or any of my mutual's for having this interest.

I hope you enjoy what I have to offer and have a lovely day! Asks are open if you are ever needing it ^^

#so hello #Hopefully this goes well #this is my first time trying to do this #hopefully I don't get too nervous #headcanon #headcanon rambles #art and writing #asks are always welcome

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the-apology-dance · 7 months

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Hello Everybody!✨

I am a person who has way too much free time and gets bored easily, so as you can see on my page, I draw a lot!

If any of you have anything you want drawn, any ideas, suggestions, etc… I would be happy to hear them! Also, if you wish, draw them! That is all and I this interests some of you!😊✍️🏼

(I usually draw fandoms like Good Omens, Sanders Sides, etc…)

#drawing suggestions #im open to anything #hopefully this goes well #i have too much time on my hands #drawing commissions open #sanders sides #good omens 2 #good omens #please give me requests #just wanted to share 😊

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rainchyna · 2 years

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warnings! [ none rly, this is just an intro so it's rly boring honestly, language, remembering olden times or something idk, flirting ??? mention of other wrestlers, inconsistent use of christian/jay ]

You were a split second away from dozing off, but the loud noise that came from your locker room's door being opened made you sit up in your couch with slight frown, "guess what I found!". it was Adam. you slump back into the couch, the tall blonde walked in closing the door behind him, a huge smile on his face as he held a small carton box in his hands. As he sat down next to you, you had already closed your eyes attempting to sleep a little.

It was one of those days were you just had to come early even though you only had rehearsals. It was literally 7:23 am "c'mon lazy, look what I got" he said tugging on your arm pulling you closer to him. you peeled open your eyes and peeked into the box. a bunch of what looked like CDs and DVDs inside.

'WATER FIGHT'

'COOKIES 'N CUPCAKES'

'PROM'

'HALLOWEEN?'

And so many more were written on paper that was taped onto the protective casing of the small storage units, "what are these?" you asked, that Halloween one peeked you interest a little, you picked it up, examining it, it looked a little old. "they are some videos of us when we were little, mom found them and sent them to me" he said rummaging through the box, "oh wow, wait - your mom or mine?" you ask sitting up, "both actually, you wanna see them? that water fight one sounds fun" he asks. "yeah why not" you said yawning, "let me just-" he said before grabbing your head under one of his arms before ruffling your hair with other. "aw, c'mon!" you whine pushing him away from you, "had you wake you up somehow!"

It all started during childhood, when you were both still in diapers. Your mothers fed you with the same spoon, bathed you in the same tub and tucked you in the same bed. On your first day of kindergarten, you and Adam were dressed in matching shirts and denim shorts. You held hands as your fathers took photos of you walking through the gates. During recess, Adam was sitting next to you in the sandbox, patting on your hair as you cried because you missed your mom. You stood next to him as you acted out your parts for the class play, and he was next to you when you graduated from primary school.

You won prom queen and king, 'most likely to get married after high school', 'cutest couple' though you didn't date then, you wore WWF merchandise to school and began sharing dreams about becoming wrestlers, you walked back from and to school together, attended parties together, been there for each other at all highs and lows. There was absolutely nothing that would've separated you, not even the holidays. Your families spend summer vacations, Christmas, national holidays, all of it together. You even joke about seeing each other too much to the point that "dude, my face hurts from seeing you so much", but no matter how much you saw each other, no matter how long you've hung out during a day, the second one leaves, the other immediately misses them.

You both screamed bloody murder when you were surprised by each other at that one wrestling training session, and screamed even louder when you finally signed contracts with the WWF. And here you were watching a video of you younger selves run around Adam's house half naked playing with super-soakers and screaming louder than little kids at a carnival. the video brought a smile to your face, the 'HALLOWEEN' video began with your mom talking.

'it's literally a random Tuesday in July, and these three decided to have a little Halloween party' the camera then panned to the left and zoomed in to you, Adam and Jay in some of the most hideous costumes ever. you were dressed in all black, a black cloak, black dress, black lipstick and a long pointy hat. Adam was dressed in a white tank top tucked into black pants, covered with a dark blue sequins jacket and black hat, while jay was dressed in blue, red and yellow, an S on his chest and some stupidly large goggles.

'what are you, y/n/n?' 'I'm a witch!' 'and you Adam?' 'Michael Jackson' 'Jason, sweetheart, superman doesn't wear goggles, 'he totally does!' then you watched as a little Christian argued with your mom about superman's clothes, laughing at how adamant he was.

'COOKIES 'N CUPCAKES' was a wide shot of you and Adam in what seemed to be his house's kitchen baking, his mom was helping you whip some cream as you sat on top of the isle, chocolate all over your face and a pink substance staining your white shirt. Adam and your mom were scooping what looked to be cookie dough onto a baking sheet. the camera zoomed in to you staring right at it, barely blinking.

"you're scary" Adam said

“me?! look at you, your hair makes you look like a crackhead!" you reply, "how did mom let you exist looking like that??" you add.

"wait, my mom or your mom?"

"both!"

'why does he get to eat the cookie dough and I don't?' 'he's eating the cookie dough? HE'S EATING THE RAW DOUGH! ADAM SPIT IT OUT, OH MY GOD-'

You both burst out laughing at little Adam stuffing his face with dough while attempting to run away from your mom who's trying to hold him, and his mom who's trying to get him to spit it out. And you both sat there, cuddled up watching the rest of the tapes, laughing so hard that even tears streamed down your face, not noticing time going by, it was a really fun time, until you heard Adam's light snoring, "how the fuck are you not gonna let me sleep, but sleep yourself" you mumble.

You got up to stretch, back cracking a little, then Adam’s stomach growled. "UGH" he groaned, "how long have we been here?" he asks, getting up to do the same. It's a little scary how tall he was, you went from bullying him for being shorter than you to having to look up to him, quite literally, to look him in the eye. You mentally count as you stare at the clock on the wall, from seven in the morning to one in the afternoon, "six hours, oh my god!" you exclaim.

"'m hungry" he mumbles, slumping back on the couch, "me too" you say, lying on top of him. You both just sit there for a while, in a comfortable silence. Moments together were either pure fucking chaos, so hilarious to the point that you have tears running down your face, rarely sad or just quiet. Peaceful. sometimes that is.

You gently run your hands through his blonde locks, Adam immediately pushes you back onto the couch, his head lying on your chest as you lay back on the brown leather couch. He always does this when he gets sleepy, and the way your hands were weaving through his hair weren't helping. You hear his stomach grumbling, "c'mon dummy, let's get you something to eat." you say. attempting to push him off of you, Adam mumbles something incoherent before latching himself onto you once again, "alright, let's go, can't let you die of hunger" and he finally sits up, giving you frown, his eyes barely open.

"don't tell me you actually slept?!"

"I did!"

"For that split second???"

"yes!"

Catering, 1:38 pm.

“hey Trish!" you greeted the blonde, "hi, where have you been? haven't seen you all day!" she says giving you a side hug. "oh, Adam found a bunch a videos from when we were little and we've been watching them, I believe we have rehearsals later though" you explained, Adam had gotten himself a sandwich and sat next you, "oh, great! I'll come see you guys later then, mine are now though, so I have to go" she says before getting up and exiting the room. You sat down on a chair next to Adam and almost immediately you zoned out, thinking about just the most random things.

That one conversation you had with Chyna a week ago, watching HBK and Hunter run through their lines for a promo, a random argument you had with the Hardys about some movie, seeing The Undertaker in a cotton candy pink shirt, you could hear someone talking in the background but you weren't exactly focused...

"hey! pay attention to me!" Adam whines, "huh?" you say, you notice that he has bread crumbs around his mouth, out of instinct you go in to remove them with your thumb, after you do, Adam backs away, his hand on his chest as he dramatically gasps, and if you hadn't known him your whole life, what he said next would have somewhat caught you off-guard.

"are you flirting with me?" he says, his voice a pitch higher. You just smirk and say, "and if I am?", "buy me dinner then try to get in my pants", he says with a chuckle "I can be your dinner", you say, slightly deepening your voice, and that darn sandwich got caught in his throat. Now that's a new one, Adam thought to himself as he coughed.

It was always like that, just a harmless flirtationship, "get a room, damn", Jay says, walking into whatever he walked into, the millionth time probably for him, as he's grown up with you being his best friends. He got used to the flirting, it was entertaining for him to watch because you'd go from adorable one-liners to the dirtiest pickup lines within seconds.

You both had this little thing going on for as long as anyone can remember, and even though at some point both of you would love to see where this train stops - for now you were happy with what you had.

my god it's been long since i've posted !! but y'all have been so supportive during my break and it means so so much to me so i love you alot 🤍 creds to my angel @aritamargarita for inspiring me w her series 'ATTITUDE' (highly recommend it) i rly hope y'all enjoy this mini series im working on <3

#rainchyna #i know this was boring but bare w me pls #it was just an introduction to the relationship kinda #hopefully this goes well #wwe headcanons #wwe imagines #wwe x reader #wwe fanfiction #wwf #adam copeland x reader #wwe edge x reader #rated : sweethearts!#edge x reader #the ghetto #if ur still reading ily

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breadhalfburnt · 4 months

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oooo what are u sewing

a squid plush!! ^_^

i’m hoping to get it done this week, then i’ll probably show you all how it looks

#asks #hopefully this goes well

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hickory-smoked-ass · 1 year

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Why Don’t You Every Call Me Honey? Pt. 1

Hey! I love writing on my own, but never posted any of my own work, so I decided to post a small snippet of something i’m working on rn to get some feedback and to see if people like it! So hopefully, enjoy!

AU where Billy lived with his mom until Neil came back from Vietnam (1975). Also Billy only threatened Steve at the Byers, didn’t actually beat him up here. Also the tranq Max injected Billy fucked up his brain so now he reverted back to 6 year old happy Billy, before Neil came back. *Because fanfic magic*

‘Ocean-eyes, Sunshine, Sweet-baby’ Mary never called Billy by his name. A sugar-coated nickname was always on her lips, making Billy giggle sweetly in a way only children can. Billy thought his name was sunshine until his first day of Kindergarten, where Ms. Friday harshly corrected him. ‘Your name is William, boy’.

He never really liked the name; William was too pretentious, too stuck-up for Billy, he much preferred the cherished and loved names his Mother provided. It wasn’t until Neil returned that he found himself missing these names. William or Boy were his new names, spat out with such venom, Billy sometimes wondered if they hurt on the way out.

As Billy got older, grew meaner, and colder, he stopped listening out for those sugar-coated nicknames. Any hope that his mom would come back was beat out of him years ago, by his Father’s fists and sneer. ‘You really think that bitch would come back for you? Some faggot?’

Billy moaned, beginning to curl up on the paper laden floor, tugging at his blonde curls. “Max? What the hell is he doing?” Dustin whispered. “I-I don’t know- let’s just go okay? He’ll be fine”. Stepping over Billy’s shaking form, she storms out of the house. The rest of the party quickly followed suit, save for Steve, who continued to stare at the boy.

Crouching down, Steve reached out towards Billy’s shaking shoulder. “Hargrove? Man? You good- well you were tranquilized- you can’t be great but y’know-” Steve cut himself off, watching as Billy’s eyes rolled back into his head and he began to seize. “Shit! Fuck- okay, uh- where’s the phone- it’s alright Hargrove! I’m- fuck- i’m calling an ambulance!” Steve yelled, tripping his way to the phone.

Billy let out a high pitched groan as his body trembled, spit beginning to foam at the corners of his lips.

“Fuck! Hi- uh I’m with someone here who got injected with a- uh tranquilizer? Shit- he’s having a seizure or something- I need help i’m at 149 Coastline Road- fuck!” Steve cursed as one of Billy’s arms slammed into a table leg, “I don’t know what to do man- I gotta- I gotta go- shit!”. Steve slammed the phone back into the receiver, quickly stumbling over to Billy’s side.

“H-hey man, it’s gonna be alright- okay? I called help- they’re, uh, they’re gonna be here soon, okay? You’ll be fine…you’ll be fine..” Steve continued to chant to himself, gripping Billy’s convulsing, and quickly bruising, arm.

Steve’s head shot up as sirens began to approach, quickly getting up to flag down the ambulance.

#billy harringrove #steve harrington #hopefully this goes well #seizures #ambulance #harringrove #stranger things #max mayfield #billy hargrove x steve harrington #abuse #the party #billy hargrove deserved better #scared billy hargrove #probably medical inaccuracies #pls don't be too mean lol

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