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jimkirkachu · 2 years

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So... in 90-something-degree (F) weather with a hundred-something-degree heat index, there's a group of about 15 people Running. from, like... point A to point B all the way across town to raise money for X/Y/Z charity. (Led by a slow-moving ambulance which is ostensibly there as an escort but which I REALLY hope is equipped to help in case any of the runners pass out from heat stroke, sun stroke, exhaustion, dehydration, etc.)

Yet all I can think as they pass by is, "Why in the world is This the way we humans raise money for charities??" These people are out RUNNING in one of the most lethal heat waves in recorded human history?? And that's really the best way to get other people to either contribute to a cause or become aware of a cause??

(I mean, mad respect to these folks for Caring that much about something. And yes, I do know about crowdfunding. And I think it's great, although I hate that it's gotten to be—in the US, anyway—essentially an emergency support-network substitute for health insurance/social security for so many people because our healthcare system is so f***ed up, but I digress.)

I just... *keysmash* I'm a cynic through and through, I consider myself to be professionally depressed—but even I refuse to believe that a dozen people putting their health and possibly their lives on the scorching pavement like this is truly the most efficient means of fundraising or spreading awareness for a charity, because honestly... how broken is our society that this is what charitable organizations have come to? It just seems like utter brutality to me.

(Disclaimer: I fully understand that I could be 100% wrong. I don't lead or work for a 501(c)3, I'm not an athlete, and I'm definitely not a runner, so maybe these folks actually derive some kind of enjoyment out of these charity runs. 🤷 But... in this kind of heat?? I don't buy it.)

Isn't there some way to fundraise for Good Causes that would be actually conscientious toward all parties involved? Like... I don't know. Have people pledge 50 cents for every piece of litter you pick up on a charity walk, and all the walkers go through a different neighborhood in town, and on their own time, when it's not dangerous to their health or safety to do so (aka not exerting their bodies to the maximum capacity at high noon on a sunny over-100-degree day). Or raise five dollars for every row of soil you till or seed in a community garden or something.

No clue what my point is here, but having a gaggle of already toxically-thinspo-looking people try to jog down the road on one of the hottest days of the year while sweating out what I can only imagine is every possible nutrient left in their bodies just doesn't feel like "the answer." 🤔

#not trek #random thoughts #babbling #jtkchu rambles #confused and frustrated i guess #idk what i'm talking about #phone pledge drives like on public television make more sense to me and i'm one of *The* Most Phone-Phobic People on the Planet #these poor bastards seriously i just stared and felt appalled like #did our crappy society drive you to do this drastic a thing purely to raise money or awareness for a thing??#or are you doing this because you somehow *enjoy* putting your body through absolutely barbaric conditions like this??#just grateful the whole thing has an ambulance close at hand because are you *kidding* me? just seems like a recipe for death #social consciousness or something idk #charities and fundraising and the terrible things we apparently make people go through to try and make a difference in the world #brainstorming but really it's more like brainfarting in the literal sense of farting not the 'drawing a blank' sense #i need a nap #apocalyptic heat mention #climate change mention #american units of measure aka wtf do these numbers mean where tf did they come from why tf are they so arbitrary and user-unfriendly??#not really looking for discourse or anything i just 🤔🤔🤔#man. seeing folks putting themselves through that hell made my heart sad in a way i don't really know how to explain 😕❤️‍🩹#anyway #stfu jtkchu

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madelynraemunson · 6 months

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CALL ME WHAT YOU WANT𓆩♡𓆪

(Book #1 of the Hellfire Gentlemen’s Club Series)

strip club owner!eddie x fem!exotic dancer!hargrove!reader

𝐌𝐎𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐍 𝐀𝐔 18+ minors don’t you even dare

Chapter 013: Accept The Risk

“Are you ready for a good pounding, baby?�� — Beat it Upright by Korn

↳ chapters: 001, 002*, 003** , 004**, 005 , 006 , 007* , 008**, 009, 010, 011, 012*, 013** , 014**, 015, 016**, 017, 018, 019, 020*

NSFW — aggressive!dom!eddie x submissive!shy girl, eddie’s daddy kink alive and well, size kink, spanking, dirty talk, overstimulation/crying, slapping, biting, hair pulling, choking, degrading, praise, wholesome fluff if you squint, unprotected p in v (unless you want a crotch goblin in this economy, WRAP IT TF UP), cream pie, squirting

word count: 2.8k words

“Don't pretend you're not fucking freaky, baby.”

♡

The door to the dressing room bursts open shortly after you shut it.

In storms an enraged Eddie, appalled that you shut the door in his face after he had walked so closely behind you. You attempt to act clueless, counting your tips and separating them to help tip out the staff in the back.

"Here's uhh, 20 percent for Argyle," you announce. "20 for Nance, 20 for you. I’m sorry, I almost forgot to tip you guys out.”

Eddie crinkles the money in hands, eyes refusing to leave you at this point in time.

His tear-ridden stare is all-telling. First, he’s had to hear you get fucked senseless by Steve, one of his best friends. Now, he had to watch you dry hump Henry into literally the next day — another best friend of his — in an outfit he chose for you and bought with his own money.

You really did it this time.

"And that just leaves me with my tips," you add tossing your tote bag over your shoulder. "Also helped Johnny close the register. Everyone else dipped out to bar hop.”

"And you're clocked out?" he musters.

"Well duh, if everything's done."

You're given no time to react when Eddie lunges at you, causing your bag to sulk to the floor, the straps burning your forearms on the way down. You begin to levitate upwards by the virtue of Eddie's throttling grip.

"OW!" you yelp. "What the fuck, dude?!"

Eddie cinches his arm around your waist and hoists you over his shoulders. His breathing is hard, audible grunts escaping from all the tossing you around like a rag doll. You don't attempt to wriggle free, because if you did you feel like your forehead would meet the hard floor.

You smack Eddie’s shoulder blade.

“Put me down, Munson!” you order. “I’m not playing.”

“Yeah?” he grits his teeth. “Well neither am I.”

It's like a carnival ride in the dark. You can't see in front of you or off to the side. You just know the room is spinning. Fast strobes of light shooting across your periphery as you try to make up the orientation of the room.

It is when you hear beads being pushed to the side, that you know Eddie has brought you into a private show room.

Without mercy, but ensuring you landed safely, Eddie drops you from his grasp. You flail recklessly onto the couch. It’s not until you’re out of his grip that you realize how freeing his restraint felt.

You prop yourself up with your elbows, blowing loose strands of your hair away from your face.

"Ow?" you repeat, this time flatly.

"You're insufferable," Eddie hisses, berating you with his injurious glare. His gaze fixes on you as one of his hands ventures about his own body, undoing his belt with just one quick swipe.

"Says the one who literally just tossed me into a dark room," you snap. "Have you any etiquette?"

"Shut up," he demands.

If Eddie was hard to read before, he’s certainly not hard to read now. Now it’s time for him to get even.

The silver parts of the accessory clinks as he chucks it onto the floor, eyes glued on you the entire time. You gulp as he edges closer.

He stops in front of you.

"That set was for my eyes and my eyes only, by the way,” he hisses. “Thought I told you that.”

“Hm, was this before or after you told me you didn’t want to commit?” you challenge him. “I don’t belong to you, Eddie, remember?”

“You got me there,” Eddie shakes his head bitterly.

He stoops down to your level, getting down on his knees. Eddie's unbelievably close now, a strand of his curly hair dangling in your face as he exhales hot air down your neck.

"Do you really wanna play that game?" he asks. There's a riddle in his question. "Do you?"

Your eyes meet his. They're darker than usual, not that you believed that such thing was possible. Dark. Longing. Frustrated. Forewarning.

And for a second, they flicker back to the gaze you're used to again. Loving. Careful. Respectful. Like the look of concern he flashed you when you were cross-faded in his van, asking for him to stay a while. Like the time he made sure you were good enough to dance after being assaulted by a customer. Like the time Billy came storming in, causing you to spiral into a full-blown panic. THAT look of concern.

Are you sure this is what you want?

It is.

"Yes," you gulp, consenting to whatever wrath of his you’re about to face. "Yes, I do actually."

And just like that, the animalistic gaze returns.

His throat bobs when he swallows as he verifies with you one last time.

"Yeah?"

You nod. "I said what I said."

Back to the scheduled programming it was.

It’s not long until Eddie throws himself on top of you, smacking his eager lips onto yours like it’s oxygen. You hungrily bury your hands in his hair, moaning as your tongue inserts itself into his mouth to lock itself with his.

Eddie groans and moves a hand to your throat, issuing a light squeeze while he grinds himself against you.

“Fuck,” you mewl, the second your lips break apart. “Needed you so bad, Eds. Needed you all night.”

“You aggravate me, you know that?” Eddie sighs, burying his head into your chest, kissing along your tits as he does so. He strokes your bicep lovingly as he kisses you.

“Yeah, well the feeling’s kinda mutual,” you attempt to giggle as tears of overwhelm trickle down your face. “The feeling’s mutual.”

“Do you,” Eddie pants as he unbuttons and tugs at your set. “Remember Heather? My lady friend.”

You nod between breaths. “Mhm. Why?”

“She — never ended things with me.”

There’s a slight pause on your end. “Oh?”

“She never ended things with me,” Eddie continues. “I ended things with her. All cuz I wanted to get to know you and it wouldn’t be fair if I kept her around.”

Your bottoms are off now and the top of your set hangs loosely at your abdomen. You chuck it off of you instantly, refusing to look away from Eddie as you do so.

“Wh-” is all you can get out.

“Why do you think I was so grumpy and irritated that morning?” Eddie questions, moving his lips up to press against your neck. “Huh? I was upset that Harrington got to you first. Didn’t wanna get in between you guys though…”

“Eddie…”

“And inviting you to BYOB night?” Eddie pants as his free fingers curl around your inner thigh. “I only ever invite the people closest to me. You were the only outlier that night. Feel like Steve knew right then and there something was up. But he chose to ignore it.”

His fingers trace your entrance but he keeps them there, kissing up and down your neck as you breathe deeply under him. You pout and tug at his jeans, aching to have him inside of you this very instant.

“And I didn’t intend on fighting your brother that night, and for that I’m so sorry,” Eddie sighs. “But I saw how scared you looked and how aggressive he was being with you, and I knew if I didn’t intervene it was going to be the last time I saw you.”

Eddie hands cup your breasts as he nibbles at your ears, sucks at your temples, and leaves gentle bites at the crook of your neck.

“I’m avoidant, and stupid, and dismissive, and a fucking idiot,” Eddie admits to you. “But I care about you so much. Believe me, Hargrove. I know how this shit looks. I’m just so scared.”

“Eddie…” you soothe him. “Eddie. Just shut up and fuck me already.”

His eyes nearly pop out of his head when he hears you say that. Eddie shakes his head in disbelief to oblige.

“Don’t gotta tell me twice.”

Grabbing you by the hips, he shifts to reposition you, sprawling you out on top of him. You grind yourself atop his stiff erection as his hands caress every inch of your body. Unable to contain yourself any longer, you unbutton his jeans and pull them down with his boxers, exposing his throbbing cock right underneath your already soaking cunt.

A small string of pre-cum leaks from his scarlet tip.

“How bad do you want me baby?” Eddie coos.

“So bad,” you whimper. “As bad as I was tonight.”

He can’t help but laugh. When you say that, Eddie’s tongue rolls sneakily around in his cheek.

“That’s really bad,” he comments with a shit-eating grin.

“Mhm,” you nod innocently.

“You know what happens to really bad girls though, right?”

“They get punished?” you guess. “AH!”

You’re given absolutely zero time to react again when Eddie slams himself into you. God, he’s huge. God, he burns. You wince in the most pleasure-filled pain you’ve ever been in your entire life as Eddie shushes you, thrusting slowly into your heat as he fingers your mouth.

“Good girl,” he encourages you. “That’s a good girl. Being so brave for Daddy, huh?”

You struggle to even nod, diverting all your focus to accommodating Eddie’s length and girth. He proceeds to rock into you slowly, intertwining a hand with yours with one hand, and letting you suck hard on his fingers with the other.

Slowly, Eddie slides them out of your mouth so they can enclose themselves around your neck. You whimper as he does so. And slowly but surely on your end, you feel yourself stretching to make room for him, the slickness of your wet, and already sore pussy aiding in the process.

“I need to piss you off more often,” you joke. “If it gets me punished like this.”

Eddie groans. “Please don’t. I hate seeing others have you.”

He pulls you into him and repositions you onto your belly, and lining himself up behind you.

“My two best friends?” he demands in anguish. He swoops in to plant gentle kisses against the back of your neck. “Baby, really?”

“I’m sorry,” you breathe. “I’m really sorry, Eddie.”

“Yeah, we’ll see how sorry you’re about to be.”

“FUCK!” you squeal as Eddie deals you a rough spank across your asscheek.

He smiles grimly as you moan into him, arching your back as you beg for his cock to ruin you some more.

“I need you Eds,” you groan impatiently, grinding against him like a cock-drunk whore. “Eddie? Daddy? Master? What do you want me to call you?”

“Sweetheart, you can call me what you want,” Eddie kisses up your jaw. “I’ve been yours since the day I met you.”

He shoves his fingers back into your mouth as he inserts himself into you from behind. You mewl as you take in that familiar stretch, surrendering to Eddie as he proceeds to drill into your cunt relentlessly. The screams you let out as you unravel underneath him are like music to his ears.

No one has ever been able to hit it this good. No one ever made you feel this good. Not your first love. Not your last boyfriend. Not Henry during the lap dance. Not even King Steve.

"Who does it like me?" Eddie asks. "Huh? Who fucks you better than me?”

"No one," you admit as you wail, hands gripping tightly onto the throw pillow on the couch. You pull it towards your chest to hug it for comfort. It’s like you can feel Eddie in your stomach. “N-no one — FUCK — no one does it like you, Eddie."

He twists your hair in his hands and pulls you upwards towards him.

“Who does this pretty little pussy belong to?” he demands. “Hm?”

“Y-you,” you answer. “It belongs to you.”

A shockwave spreads across your body as Eddie quickens his pace, making sure to hit the spongey part of your heat with every thrust. He stops at the last one, making sure it stays there just a while longer.

“Oh, shit!” you moan, digging your nails into the couch. “Fuuuck, Eddie…”

“I know…I know…” he soothes you. Eddie sarcastically shakes a head at himself at the crook of your neck. “That was a mean one, huh?”

Tears well in your pleasured-filled eyes.

"Aw, she's crying," he mocks you before giving your hair another firm tug. "Can't take me, sweetheart? Can't take my cock?"

Eddie's words, albeit cruel, were deemed just for the moment by his reassuring touches. The delicate rubbing was all you needed to know that it was him asking, "Are you okay? I can stop if you'd like."

But despite being fucked out, you couldn’t find it in you to tell him to stop. You wanted more, you needed more. To make up for all the ‘almosts’ that there had been. And there were a lot.

“Don’t stop, Eddie!” you chant. “Don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop. Oh FUCK, right there…”

You feel him smiling to himself as he places you in a headlock between his forearms. With the newfound leverage he acquired, he pistons himself into you sloppily, a pleasure-filled groan escaping from his mouth as well.

“Oh fuck!” Eddie moans. “Fuck, you feel so good, sweetheart. Jesus fuck, you’re gonna be the death of me.”

Suddenly he pulls out.

You whine at the sudden retreat, turning and staring up at him with disapproving eyes. He chuckles.

“Don’t worry,” his kind smile reappears, only to be eclipsed again by that same dark gaze. “I’m not done with you yet.”

He releases you to pin you onto your back so he can pound you in missionary.

As he pistons his hips into you, Eddie whispers to you sloppy somethings, saying how much of a brat you’ve been all day and how he’s nowhere close to being done with you yet.

You feel a euphoric stretch as the crook of your heels dangle over Eddie’s shoulders. He reinserts his fingers into your mouth to muffle your screams. The overstimulation of all your senses are sure to drive you over the edge.

“Wish Henry could see this,” he tuts. “He’s probably fucking his fist right now at the thought of you.

“Ah!” you whimper. “You’re gonna make me cum, Eddie.”

Your core starts to tighten and your walls follow suit, suctioning themselves tighter around Eddie as your muscles squirm and pulsate against him.

“Little does he know his best friend and boss is fucking your brains out instead,” he heaves. “Fucking drilling you into this couch hm?”

He chokes you as he sneers, fucking you deep with a pace so fast you’re sure you’re seeing stars. Was this really happening? The air fills up with profanities and the sounds of skin slapping together, wet sloshes accompanying said slaps. You continue screaming Eddie's name as your legs dangle in the air. Eddie cups your breasts for maximum leverage.

"So fucking needy," he comments. "Never seen anybody get so dumb over some cock.”

"Fuck," you mewl. This was it this time. His words are going to send you over the edge. “I’m gonna cum, I’m really gonna cum. FUCK, EDDIE!”

"I am fucking, baby," he smirks down at you smartly. "Daddy's got you. All you gotta do is take me."

“Shit,” you squeal. “Holy fucking shit, I’m cumming!”

"Take it," he orders. "Take it like the slut you are."

"Oh, god,” your vision starts to blur. “I-I’m Daddy’s Little Cumslut.”

"Yeah, you are," he agrees, kissing your tear-filled cheek. "Mine and only mine.”

And suddenly, your legs tremble profusely as your body gives out on you. Eddie fucks you through your orgasm, not seeming to care when you drench his abdomen and thighs with your pleasure-filled juices.

“Holy fucking shit, I just squirted,” you gasp.

“Fuck yeah you did, baby!” Eddie chuckles. He kisses your forehead one more time. “Fuck, I’m getting close too.”

And soon Eddie’s moans fill the air as he finishes inside you. You grind your hips against his and ride him from underneath, milking him of the last of his seed. Eddie’s dick twitches inside of you in pleasure.

Eddie shoots you a hazed-filled look, one of adoration and lust.

“I’m really gonna let you ruin my life, huh?” he says as he shakes his head.

“It depends. Do you accept the risk?”

“Fuck yeah, I do.” he stares down at the puddle you two created have created on the couch. One mixture was already dripping down from the couch to the floor, and the other mixture is just now oozing out of you, now that he’s pulled out. “And did.”

You two help each other up from the couch and scatter to find the clothes you’ve aimlessly tossed around the room. When you’re fully dressed, you scan the room for some paper towels, so you can wipe away any evidence of you and Eddie staying behind long past closing.

"Might as well clock in," Eddie banters. "We've got a lot of cleaning up to do."

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elizakai · 3 months

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Picture this with me, humor me cmere. join the storytelling circle.

I really adore seeing messed up characters like, be given the responsibility of taking care children.

I LOVE seeing messed up characters be absolutely appalled at being entrusted to this. why THEM???

but there comes a point where the care inside them is awakened and they become willing to try and grow and change for the better, for the sake of the child the universe decided to thrust at them, and they aren’t PERFECT. They are STILL messed up, and they do things so so wrong…but they TRY, and learn, and grow.

having/taking in a child doesn’t make you a good person. but if you are good, at your core, you’ll WANT to be the best version of yourself you can be, for that child’s sake. (and maybe someday for yours too!)

anyways. i especially love when it’s not even their biological child. it’s that extra layer of “how tf did we get here” and questioning the universe’s parenting ability.

where tf is this going? HORRORDUST HELL YEAH BABY I HAVE NO SHAME ok but like hear me out.

their sent out to do something ok. who tf knows ,all that matters is they are in some au.

there’s probably chaos and wreckage because everywhere they go they cause trouble but as they LEAVE, dust feels a tug on his sweater.

whips around, startled, looks down and-

“sans…?”

uh oh. child. child thinks he’s…just sans. their sans. damn.

child is scared ok maybe cri.

dust just utterly at a loss and awkwardly scrambling to come up with a proper response, looking at horror who’s just as awkwardly standing there.

oh yeah and the child is Red because i say so.

Red. Like, Undertale Red. But a varient. a (more) child like version of Red. whole ass other universe. because i’m. ideas ok. :))

their probably like SANS. SOB.

i can’t find undyne, or the canines, where are they.

(rip they fucking DIED HAHA)

horror probably staring at red like their a lost kitten (don’t tell them that it’ll offend them their a DOG-💥)

dust panicking because this kid shouldn’t be trusting him and their way to close and-

cue the two of them eye banging except it’s just silent arguing and not sexy eye banging

next thing you know a flabbergasted nightmare just watching two of his crazy ass and hella gay men carry in a small rag of a child :)

i have like a million ideas and dynamic things if you’re interested for some reason feel free to send asks about it HEHEHEHE

#utmv #ut au #undertale #sans aus #bad sanses #undertale red #dust sans #horror sans #murder sans #dusttale #horrortale #cross and killer can be fucked up uncles #listen i have so many reasons for this being good i swear just ask #it’s not random I PROMISE SIDBDIDOFJ #i just want them to raise a kid #horrordust #or not honestly if you want #bsp would be cool even HEHEHE #i plan to draw some of these things out sometime

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millenialfanfictionaddiction · 2 years

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“Yeah, I’m with my friend…”

How various Haikyu boyfriends would respond to you calling them your friend on a phone call

Immediately appalled. Will take the phone from your hand and say “yes hello this is YNs BOYFRIEND! Yes you heard me correctly!” Will do this while simultaneously glaring at you

OIKAWA, ATSUMU, Iwaizumi, Daichi, TANAKA, Hanamaki, SUGA, Nishinoya, Yaku, Kuroo, Kyotani, Terushima, Yamamoto, HOSHIUMI

He’s honestly so hurt, like HOW COULD YOU?!? Immediately thinks your relationship is over and will definitely start crying. Crawls on his knees to you and is like “YN please- YN what did I do now? Hey hey- are we still dating? Please Yn I’m sorry!”

BOKUTO, Hinata, Koganegawa, Asahi, Goshiki, Aran, Shibayama, Lev, Inuoka, Yamagata, Komori

Oh he’s gonna be P to the E to the TTY! Will probably give you the silent treatment for a while until you say something. Then they will respond with something like “oh I had no clue you cared so much about your FRIEND YN”

TSUKISHIMA, Suna, Kunimi, MATSUKAWA, Ennoshita, Tendo, Kenma, Shirabu, Yahaba, OSAMU, Kawanishi, Konoha, Hirgumi, Sakusa

The ones who say nothing, at first… then when you hang up the phone they will calmly address their concerns. “YN, I noticed you referred to me as a friend instead of your boyfriend. Is everything ok?”

KITA, Kindaichi, Semi, Akaashi, Watari, Washio, Reon, Omimi, Akagi, Ginjima, Kai, Fukunaga, Narita, Kinnoshita

Bitch doesn’t even know you referred to him as a friend. Totally zoned tf out

Kageyama, Ushijima

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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.”

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strawhatsoraya · 2 years

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Congrats on 100+ followers! Well deserved and fun event! I’d like to ask for the Classic Love Triangle AU with Erwin x fem!reader x Levi, smut and July prompt “I give the orders here, not you.”

omg ;~~: thank you so much!! I still don't know why people follow me LMAO. But I am thankful for all the support. Okay SOO!!!! I wrote this piece for you and you did say smut so you're getting smut. This could have easily gotten very long OTL but I tried to keep it at a reasonable length. I hope you enjoy!

Judge & Jury

ERWIN X FEM READER X LEVI | NSFW

WORD COUNT: 1.8k

CONTENT WARNINGS: it is smut so lol, anal, fingering, butt play, handjobs cause they cute and shit, biting, vaginal penetration, erwin is a bully so if you want to be warned for that there you go, levi is very good at following orders but we already knew this, y/n is stuck between a hard place and a hard place and she can't complain, i barely proof read so that's also a warning if you see a typo NO TF YOU DON'T OK??

“I give the orders here, not you. Are you listening?” Erwin asks from his position, his naked body hugging Levi’s from behind.

Sweat clings to their skin as they move in tandem. Levi’s face is flushed, eyelashes fluttering every time Erwin slaps his hips against his ass. The lewd sound of Erwin’s hip slamming against Levi arouses you, dampening your panties right through. You watch as his sweat soaked hair hangs like a curtain around his face, the little tendrils stuck in swirls across his damp forehead.

You can’t help yourself. You reach to brush his hair out of the way, not wanting to miss a single expression.

Erwin sucks on his teeth, casts you with a disapproving frown. You bite your lower lip. You don’t mean to disobey your commander, but it was very easy to get distracted in this situation. His gaze, powerful and demanding, is on your face. Your hands tremble. You feel as if your skin flakes away, a heat that claims a blush as its prize.

“Y-yes, sir,” You stammer, walking forwards on your knees. “I was on my way.” You were not, actually. You had been too hypnotized by the way Erwin kissed Levi, and how Levi had melted under his touch. It was a stark contrast to the usual Levi Ackerman–scowling, unbothered, untouchable.

You don’t want to disobey your commander, plus you’re concerned about the punishment. So you move as he had ordered you to, and run your hands softly down Levi’s biceps. You’re kneeling in front of him, on the ground, while Erwin slows his pace a little bit. Levi moans next to your ear, on his hands and knees. You’re not sure how much more he can take, but still you bury your face against his neck, kissing and biting.

“Like this?” you ask when you come up for air, licking up Levi’s neck to his earlobe. Your hands are gripping his biceps, and you feel him trembling. You try to pretend you didn’t. Erwin grunts, his hands gripping Levi tightly by the hips. He is snugly inside Levi’s ass, feeling him squeeze with each thrust. He grits his teeth, taking control.

“Your hands don’t look busy,” Erwin comments as he leans forward. He looks away from you to lick up Levi’s back, dragging his teeth against his skin. Levi cries out, eyes fluttering open. He sees your face close to his, and he swallows, tilting his head trying to capture your lips. You give in, hating to see him so vulnerable. It wasn’t that it didn’t turn you on, or that it appalled you. In fact, you were jealous you weren’t the one turning him inside out. Your hands move from his biceps to his chest. You suck on his tongue, and he moans. You try to go with the rhythm Erwin sets, moving as he moves, feeling Levi push against you with each thrust Erwin gives. Your fingers wrap around Levi’s hardened cock and he gasps loudly against your ear.

His moans sound sweet when you move your hand. You press your mouth against his shoulder, and watch Erwin behind him. There’s a small smile stretching his lips as he watches you.

“Follow my lead,” he says softly, and you do–matching your strokes to the swing of his hips; every thrust you grip Levi tighter, every time he moans you wonder if it’s for you or Erwin or both. You can’t help the jealousy, the possessiveness so you bite on Levi’s shoulder hard enough to leave imprints on his skin. He cries out and you kiss him, almost blind. Levi moans, brings a shaky arm up to hold you against him.

Next thing you know, you’re being pushed on your back. Levi crawls over you but he is pushed aside by Erwin. He cages you in between his arms, his hands pushing on the ground on both sides of your face. “I don’t know why you’re all acting without my command,” he breathes out, breath ragged. There are splotches of pink hues on his cheek that travel down his neck and chest. “But need I remind you, I’m the one in charge here.”

You tremble under his gaze, and rub your thighs together.

“Uh-uh,” he chastises and slaps your legs apart. “No, you don’t. Levi,” he said, tilting his head to nod. “Grab her legs.”

You swallow a lump in your throat, feeling as if you couldn’t get enough air in your lungs. Levi’s hold on your ankles is strong. You test it by kicking your legs but he straightens them down almost immediately.

“Tsk,” Erwin admonishes, slapping Levi’s hand away from your legs. “Not like that.” He forces Levi to sit beside you on the ground, ass naked, erection pressed against his lower belly. You lick your lips at the sight of precum glistening on his pink tip. Erwin makes him hold you by your calves, and spread you open. “Like this. Stay focused.”

Levi’s breathing is ragged. He looks back at you through his lashes, and wishes he hadn’t. The sight of your flushed face, your bruised and puffy lips makes him want to devour you. Your breasts are riddled with pink and purple bruises, half moon marks of teeth he didn’t know belong to, him or Erwin. He wanted to leave more of his own, everywhere.

You mumble his name, hand reaching out for him, and he tries to meet you halfway, fighting the urge to scoop you in his arms. Erwin intervenes, slapping your hand away.

He grabs your chin with one hand. “Look at me,” he hisses, fingers digging into your cheeks. “We’re not done here yet.”

You watch him, an icy chill running down your spine as he moves. He lowers himself to suck on the hollow of your neck. Your teeth bite down on your lower lip as you try to be quiet. You know how much you hate it.You know you should give him what he wants but a part of you always wants to resist. He leaves a trail of saliva as he kisses down your sternum, mouth hot open and greedy. He nips at the flesh of your belly as he travels lower and lower, to your core.

His shoulders are wide, and had Levi not already have you spread open for him, you were sure Erwin could have easily shouldered his way into making you submit.

“You’re always so stubborn,” he says as he circles his tongue around your swollen nub. You moan, back lifting from the ground. Your breath is hard to control, little pants filling the air. You can hear Levi’s breathing becoming more urgent next to you, his hands trembling as he holds you. Erwin suckles on your clit, his hands sliding up your thighs. The scratchy feel of calluses makes you shudder. “I guess I should work harder at breaking you in.”

His eyes are dark, full of promises he’d rather not keep. Your breath hitches as he lowers himself completely towards your dripping pussy. You cry out at the feel of his tongue slipping between your folds.

He fucks you with his tongue, and you hate how good it feels. You hate you never realized it before, the length of Erwin’s tongue. You should have paid more attention. Not that it would change anything. Levi’s grip on your calves tightens as you twitch, as you try to kick your legs out when Erwin begins using his thumb to draw circles on your clit. You become desperate, so you grab Levi’s wrists to ground yourself.

“You keep touching Levi without permission,” he growls against the inside of your thigh, and bites you as punishment. You cry out, and Levi shushes you gently, a frown set on his pallid face. “Apologize.”

“S-sorry,” you stammer, and you’re embarrassed, not sure if it’s because you were admonished or at your pathetic stuttering. Erwin finds it laughable, or you, you’re not sure but he’s almost cackling as he licks a sensitive spot behind your knee. You mewl, which makes him laugh again.

“You should be,” he says as he lays down beside you. He nods at Levi, and you feel him lay down behind you. Your heart starts racing, faster and faster. You feel Levi’s hands on your ass, touching gently, before he’s grabbing your cheeks with greedy fingers. They dig into your flesh painfully. You lean your head back, a soft moan rumbling in your chest. Levi’s teeth drag against your neck before he sucks.

Erwin’s hands are on your breasts, and he kisses the other side of your neck. You’re trapped in between the heat of their bodies. Their roaming hands are taking and consuming without remorse or guilt. Levi hooks an arm under your knee, and you feel Erwin’s tip around your entrance.

There’s another stuttering response on your lips, and Erwin laughs against your mouth. Levi is shushing you again, his voice soft against your ear as he whispers little words of encouragement.

“It’s okay,” he says softly, licking up the shell of your ear. “Just give in. It’s easier that way.”

You feel your body relax, and at that moment, Erwin slides inside you. His cock feels thick against your gummy walls. You whimper, bite down on your lip to keep from crying but Erwin hisses against your cheek.

“What did I say about holding back?” His breath is hot against your skin, and he licks up your cheek, moving his hips carefully against yours. “Kiss me.” It is a command you can’t deny. You kiss him even as you feel Levi slip fingers in between your ass cheeks. You moan when Erwin sucks your tongue, even as Levi slips a finger, then two into your hole.

You cry out, time and time again. Erwin picks up the pace, his bondy hips bruising yours. You bite his bottom lip, fingers digging into this straw colored hair. You break the kiss, desperate for air. Your head leans back on Levi’s shoulder, and you moan in between gasps. In your hazy vision, clouded by lust and ecstasy, you can see them kissing–tongues curling around each other, mouths desperately sucking on bottom lips. A sight so lewd it provokes you speed towards your orgasm, you clench around Erwin’s shaft enough to distract him momentarily from Levi. He grits his teeth, eyes closed, and reaches for Levi’s head. He brings him close, to press his forehead against his. You feel Levi’s fingers’ pick up in your ass, pummeling to the point where pain and pleasure become muddy.

You’re not sure who came first: you, or him or Levi.

All you know is that your body won’t stop trembling, that you can feel hot, sticky wetness on your back, dripping over your ass and the back of your thighs. You feel Erwin’s load spilling out of your throbbing pussy, even as he still moves slowly inside you.

Levi’s hands are stroking your arms, brushing your hair back as he kisses your temple. Erwin still refuses to budge, he moans gently as he moves inside you, thrust after thrust.

“You did good,” Levi assures you, kissing the roundness of one of your shoulders. Erwin chuckles.

“I should be the one to judge that.”

#fic request #aot: levi x reader #levi x y/n #levi x reader #levi x you #erwin x levi #erwin x y/n #erwin x reader #erwin x you #aot erwin #aot levi #aot smut #aot x y/n #aot x yn #aot x reader #aot x you

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letomills · 1 year

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Sims tag

Thank you @kalux-sims and @mrs-mquve for tagging me! Answers below the cut.

1. What’s your favourite sims death?

Old age on platinum aspiration. It’s always sweet to see your sim move on peacefully.

2. Alpha CC or Maxis Match?

More on the Maxis match side (TS2 match that is, not TS4 match). In hindsight and on seeing other people’s answers, “semi-realistic” probably fits best.

3. Do you cheat when your sims gain weight?

Haha wtf no.

4. Do you use move objects?

Yes.

5. Favorite mod?

Hard to choose. I’ll just say Simler90 and @midgethetree are my favorite modders.

6. First expansion/game/stuff pack you got?

Nightlife. I never played the TS2 base game only, I started after Nightlife’s release, when my grandmother gifted my cousin and me the Deluxe Edition. I’m so thankful that she did.

7. Do you pronounce “live mode” like aLIVE or LIVing?

Like living.

8. Who’s your favorite sim that you’ve made?

There isn’t a single one but I have many favorites among the sims I use for CC modeling.

9. Have you made a simself?

Sort of, recently. That would be one of the TF sims I use for CC modeling, the nearly bald one with skin 1 and dark eyes. Their face features are not a match to mine really, I’m not good at recreating faces, but that would be the closest I’ve made (and also my first time actually using some of the facial asymmetry sliders I have in my folder). The sim I use as an avatar on my socials doesn’t look like me at all.

10. What sim traits do you give yourself?

Loner, brooding, clumsy, shy, vegetarian, eco-friendly, frugal.

11. Which is your favorite EA hair color?

The mohawks have pretty good custom gradients.

12. Favorite EA hair?

Maybe getfabulous? The name is swaying me for sure. I gave that hair to the deceased founder of my custom neighborhood Oaken Valley, so it does have a special place in my heart.

13. Favorite life stage?

I like them all and how different they feel to one another. I like the slightly crouched posture of elders, the young adult walk, or how kids materialize a stool to step on when something is out of their reach. And toddlers and babies are adorable.

14. Are you a builder or are you in it for the gameplay?

I do both, depending on what I feel like in the moment.

15. Are you a CC creator?

Yes.

16. Do you have any simblr friends/a sim squad?

I have positive interactions with people from the community but I don’t have a definite circle.

17. What’s your favorite game? (1, 2, 3, or 4)

18. Do you have any sims merch?

No.

19. Do you have a YouTube for sims?

Yes: https://www.youtube.com/@letomills. I said I would upload more and I fail at that every day 😅 I have a 2/3 completed script in my Google Docs that I need to get back to.

20. How has your “sim style” changed throughout your years of playing?

I started playing TS2 when I was like 9, and for the longest time I didn’t know that CC was a thing. I was partial to faces 1 and 2 and all of my sims kind of looked the same. I even gave cosmetic surgery to some of the premades with the career reward station once I learned the “unlockcareerrewards” cheat. I remember giving Goneril Capp face 1 (one of the most contempt-worthy decisions I’ve ever made, to be sure). I am now appalled by this and my game has become more diverse, although there is still much work to be done. These days I’m in the process of making plenty of CC for custom body shapes so I can overhaul my CC folder once again and make a custom neighborhood with the best sims ever, it’s gonna be great.

21. What’s your Origin ID?

N/A

22. Who’s your favorite CC creator?

So many great creators out there. My favorites are the ones whose work I tend to use for my own CC endeavors.

23. How long have you had a simblr?

Since April 2022.

24. How do you edit your pictures?

I don’t except for cropping.

25. What expansion/game/stuff pack do you want next?

N/A (I assume this question is for TS4 players. Can’t believe they’re doing a whole expansion pack on horses btw.)

26. What expansion/game/stuff pack is your favorite so far?

Hard to choose between FT and OFB.

I tag @profesionalpartyguest, @spell-bloom, @mourky, @potentialfate-sims, @mrs-mquve (looks like we cross-tagged each other) and anyone else who wants to participate. (Feel free to ignore of course.)

#sims #tag game

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emlovesstates · 11 months

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NYC: I have two football teams you only have one team

Buffalo :But they're not in NY

NYC:well, we're working on getting the Jets back in Queens

Buffalo: but they're not here yet are they

NYC:at least my teams has won a Super Bowl

Buffalo :*holds breath*

NYC: what are you doing

Rochester : he's holding his breath until he hears what he wants

NYC: too bad, I'm not saying

Albany:Say it

NYC: No

Albany :* slaps New York City*

Buffalo:* holding breath, and turning blue*

Albany: just say it dammit

NYC: it would be lying

Rochester: are you trying to kill our brother?!!!

NYC: no, but I don't want to say it!!!!!

Albany : New York City you better say it or I will slap you again!!!

Syracuse * unholy screaming* buffalo is gonna die

Buffalo:* about to pass out*

NYC: OK I take it back!!!

Buffalo :* open his mouth, so he can breathe again* thank you

Albany: I'm gonna call Dad and tell him that you tried to kill Buffalo

NYC: I didn't try to kill him he was doing it to himself

Albany: yeah, but you caused him to do it

In a meeting

New York's phone starts ringing

Gov: I have déjà vu

New York:* put the phone on speaker* hello Albany what's going on?

Albany: NYC cause Buffalo to hold his breath because he said that the bills have never won a Super Bowl and he wouldn't take it back until Buffalo almost passed out

New York: oh my God, how many times do I have to tell him not to bring up the fact that the bills have never won a Super Bowl and how many times do I have to tell him not to slander the Buffalo Bills tell your brother he's grounded and make sure Buffalo's okay,take him to the hospital I'll be at home in a bit.

Albany: OK Dad, New York City you're grounded

NYC: well, fuck dad Albany slapped me!

New York: for good reason

New York: Albany sweetie. I love you. I'll be home in a bit.

Albany:okay love you too Dad

New York:*Hangs up*

Gov: your kids fighting again

New York: yep

Utah overhears the convo and says: is that really how you wanna discpline them?

New York: yeah, whats wrong with how I raise my kids

Utah: one stop swearing in front of the children Albany also needs to be grounded and New York you should get better parenting tactics

New York: wow for someone who hasn't been parenting as long as I have you sure gotten a lot to say here's an idea let me raise my kids the way I want to raise them to don't tell me not to swearing from my children three Albany doesn't need to be grounded, because I honestly think New York City deserved to be slapped and I don't blame her because slandering the bills like that how dare he?

NY : I've been doing this parenting thing since 1776. How long have you been parenting since what 2015?

Utah appalled: are you seriously doing this right now?

New York: I am seriously doing this. My parenting tactics have gotten them through a whole bunch of shit. They survive this long. I also raised in Vermont, and he turned out perfectly fine.

Utah *shakes head* :thats besides the point, this is out of line even for you

New York: no the point is that you don't tell me how to raise my kids

California:* Pulls, Utah to the Side* Just let it go you're not gonna win this

Utah:* nods *

New York: now if you excuse me I have to go take care of my kids*

Gov: and that's why you don't slender New York's parenting

Virginia :Utah I've known York for a long time and he's a relatively good parent

NH: * to Vermont, *you've been awfully quiet

Vermont:yeah because I don't like it when people who don't know anything talk like they know everything *glares at UT*

California: you try being the parent of the most famous city in the US

Texas: shut up California

California: what it's true New York City is the most famous city in America LA is second

New York teleports to the hospital in floor that Buffalo is on and here is chaotic, screaming

New York:How tf did you guys let him do this for so long

Albany: we tried to stop him

Buffalo:* who is a light purple* Hi Dad.

New York: B, what were you thinking?

Buffalo: I didn't wanna loose

New York: lose what?

Buffalo:The argument, NYC was being mean

New York: and you decided to hold your breath

B: I won didn't I

New York: buffalo, that's not the point you put yourself in harms just a Win a silly argument

Buffalo:He started it

New York: buddy, is there a better ways to win an argument without holding your breath and almost killing yourself you could've said well at least my team is in this state

New York: and I'm going to deal with your brother later

Buffalo: Dad, I know he's an ass, but I was just upset and didn't want him to win... It was just teasing that got out of hand, I promise.

New York: well, I still have to talk to him about not stopping you

NYC: am I still grounded?

New York: I guess, but Buffalo promise me you will never do something that stupid again

Buffalo: Okay Dad I won't ever do it again

NY: good New York, Junior

NYC: yes, Dad

NY: you're not grounded but why on earth did you bring up the Super Bowl? ya know that's a very sensitive topic in this household

NYC:I wanted to hurt him because I was losing

NY: that doesn't make it any better just don't do it again buffalo lots of people are going to slander the Buffalo Bills mostly patriots fans,

New York :so your uncle Mass and uncle Connie and any of the New England states, including your older brother

New York: the other people who will slander the Buffalo Bills are the Dolphins fans mostly Florida. And also Jets and Giants fans but they're both New York team technically but they're still a rival to the bills

Buffalo: OK Dad, I understand

Gov teleports to the hospital room

Gov: hey, I just wanted to make sure everyone was okay

Buffalo* who's skin is almost back to normal*: we're Okay

New York: and nobody is grounded

Gov: babe, Albany should be grounded. She slapped her brother.

New York: find Albany you're grounded for a week

Albany: that's fair

Gov: that's better

#ben brainard #welcome to the statehouse #welcome to the table #wttsh #wttt #incorrect quotes

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gabessquishytum · 1 year

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The only problem is that the Corinthian likes to call Hob 'step-dad' knowing that it both infuriates him and turns him on simultaneously, and he can't do anything about it bc son of a bitch he's 39 weeks

I actually really wanna know more about this, what would Hob do about it if he wasn’t so pregnant??

Fjsjahahsb this is a bit cracky but at the same time 100% a serious headcanon.

I feel like Hob can put up with A Lot but he does have limits. The first couple of times it happens he's just like "buddy you clearly watch too much porn, please stop" but the Corinthian is an absolute wind-up merchant so he starts INTRODUCING HIMSELF as Hob’s step-son!!! To colleagues!!! And it makes Hob’s life very difficult because how tf does he have a step kid who looks around the same age as him!!!

His solution is to be petty as fuck and he starts acting like a total Dad towards the Corinthian. Gets stern with him is he stays out late, lectures him for being on his phone all the time, makes the most appalling dad jokes that make the Corinthian’s eyes bleed. They're still totally fucking each other btw, so it's weird and awkward but Hob isn't going to back down now that he's committed to the bit.

Then the Corinthian calls him daddy in bed, which is... OK fair enough he does that to Dream a bunch but it's gonna get confusing if both Dream AND Hob are daddy, so somewhere along the line Hob becomes mommy. And the Corinthian shifts into calling him that instead of step dad and Hob is weirdly touched by the whole thing??? Its still weird as fuck but what did he expect.

#hobrintheus #nsft #cw daddy kink

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locria-writes · 3 years

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girl help i wanna get started out on some asian historical dramas but idk where to start🥺 something with lots of drama and romance and shy female protags. what are some of your favorites? which ones have inspired u?

cdrama recs??? i had some recommendations here

from that list, my favourite romances were --

the story of minglan (slowburn happy end)

step by startling step (tragedy)

goodbye my princess (also tragedy + amnesia)

secret of the three kingdoms (sweet wholesome puppy male lead and cold and cynical female lead)

and some updated opinions --

song of glory -- competently created, great talent, just,,,bad script. not horrible, just not amazing, imo

the promise of chang’an -- more like the promise of ninth prince smh. homie was so fucking disrespected throughout the entire drama. i rarely agree with yt comments about dramas, but holy shit i got so pissed i actually dropped it by ep 50. i get what it’s based off of, and i understand why the romance turned out the way it did, but holy shit at least let the man have something. honestly, there’s a great point about 20/30 eps in where you can just stop watching and be happy, heck, there’s even a point in the last 7 eps where you can still drop it and be satisfied. once you hit ep 50, there’s no redemption and i still can’t think about this drama without getting hypertension

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i-cant-sing · 2 years

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Imagine princess reader burning up all of Keigo's clothes because then he'll have no choice but to wear peasant clothes for a while until his new clothes get stitched again. And it's just going to be so humiliating for a prince/royal concubine/the king's favourite to wear rags. Plus, the King can't be with someone who wears such clothes because that'd be a stain on his taste in partners.

Only Dabi knows you did this, he just doesn't have any proof. So, what does he do?

You're sitting with your father in the dining room, waiting giddily for Keigo to walk in just so that you could mock him.

But when Keigo walks in, your jaw drops when you see what he's dressed in:

You stand from your seat, infuriated. Those are royal clothes- your late mother's clothes. "How dare you?" Your eyes are wide with rage. Who tf does he think he is for thinking he could even touch, let alone wear your mother's clothes?

Before Keigo could answer, Dabi cleared his throat. "I gave it to him. You don't have a problem, do you?" You looked back at your father, confused as to why he would do this. "Keigo's clothes were destroyed. I figured I'd give him the late Queen's clothes- put them to good use, hm?" He beckoned Keigo to come to him, and you just watched appalled as Keigo climbed into Dabi's lap, both of them smirking at you before locking lips. "He looks beautiful, doesn't he Y/n?"

Dabi's question had an ulterior motive. He didn't want you to just compliment Keigo, he wanted you to agree that it was a good idea to let Keigo use your dead mother's clothes.

As if hed ever be on her level.

You faked a smile. "Beauty lies in the eye of the beholder-"

"No, he is beautiful. Now say it."

You parted your lips to argue. "No-" but Dabi narrowed his eyes at you. "Compliment Concubine Keigo, Y/n. Now."

Your father, no- the King ordered.

You gulped the lump in your throat. "You look very nice, Concubine Keigo."

"Hm, I feel like there's something missing from that compliment- affection, I think? Why don't you kiss his cheek?" Dabi was pushing it, but he needed you to respect his decisions and Keigo.

With a heavy heart, you gave a light peck and mumbled the compliment again. Dabi nodded, kissing your forehead "Good girl."

You bowed before excusing yourself, eyes brimming with tears, far too hurt to see how quickly your father would replace your mother, how he'd rather embarrass his only daughter for a whore.

"You were too harsh, Dabi." Keigo said as Dabi nuzzled his neck. He hummed in agreement. "It was necessary. She burned your clothes- she doesn't respect you. And if she doesn't respect you, then she doesn't respect my decisions." Dabi kissed the man again, and Keigo sighed. "Still... I don't want her to hate you because of me."

Dabi shook his head. "She won't. She'll come around."

Keigo nodded. "I hope so. I'm just worried if this is how she reacted to me wearing her mother's clothes, how will she react when she finds out you've proposed?" Keigo's eyes filled with worry. "I think she'll run."

"I won't let her. We won't let her."

Keigo laughed. "You better. She's the main reason I'm marrying you, after all."

Dabi rolled his eyes. "Yeah yeah, you love our child more than me. And if she's gone, you're leaving this marriage- I remember your terms!" Keigo chuckled, making Dabi smile. "Now, why don't we go to bed and get you out of this, hm?"

#yandere bnha #bnha headcanons #yandere mha #bnha imagines #yandere dabi #yandere royal gay au #yandere hawks x reader #yandere hawks #yandere keigo #yandere keigo x reader #yandere keigo takami #keigo x reader #keigo takami x reader #dabi x reader #dabi headcanons #yandere dabi x reader

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imagines-mha · 3 years

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⭒ haikyuu x exam season ⭒

Daichi- when i say he is the MOODIEST person when studying. It’s all fun and games until you interrupt him one too many times and he fucking explodes. Needs 2 chill

Suga- his goal in life is to be an aesthetic studyblr like this man will go and get iced coffee, order the prettiest stationary and then spend 20 minutes organising it for his instagram. As for ACTUALLY studying? He’s amazing at it. Literally the person we all aspire to be

Asahi- anxiety crams before tests. He does more than like 70% of his classmates but is always convinced he’s fallen behind on everything. Cries a LOT when he doesnt understand smth

Noya- another one who cries only he does it SO easily. Personally victimised by anything past question 1. Gets literally everyone to do his work for him

Tanaka- tries so hard he really really does. His handwriting is a mess and his notes look like something a 7 year old would do. Gets everything wrong but doesnt let it stop him

Ennoshita- did someone say pretentious straight A student??? Offers to help his friends just so he can flex his pretty notes and intelligence. Seems like he has everything under control but really? He cries like once a night in the lead up to exams

Kageyama- he doesnt have any room for anything in his head that isnt volleyball. Hes hopeless

Hinata- LACKS COMMON SENSE SO BAD. He’ll finally understand EVERYTHING but write the answer in the wrong place or leave out a decimal place in the exam. Stupidest mistakes

Tsukishima- he sticks to a study schedule like what? Who tf sticks to a schedule? Doesnt like to flaunt his grades around anyone who isnt hinata and kageyama, but akiteru and his mom are 100% the type to post his grades all over facebook like “so proud of my son !!!!!!”

Yamaguchi- the king of saying he hasn’t done much for exams, but then stays up every night til 2am studying. He HATES people having any expectations of him so keeps all his preparation secret lmao.

Kuroo- hes smart and he flaunts it so bad. 100% a teacher's pet, especially for science. Around exam season he lives in the library. Motivates kenma to study with him too tho hes so supportive

Kenma- hes naturally smart, which is like 70% of the reason his grades are good bc he does NOT study. Leaves it all to the night before/ when hes with his friends in the library but other than that nope he doesnt have energy

Lev- doesn't fully register he’s taking a test until he’s 3 questions in and hasn’t written a single word. Then he starts panicking.

Bokuto- he goes through the 5 stages of grief every single time he has to study. Gets frustrated as hell when he cant understand something, gets distracted by everything, a mess. Always leads to him slamming his textbook shut and sulking for an hour

Akaashi- the only one in fukurodani who actually spreads his studying out over the year so he doesnt have to cram. He has pretty notes and diagrams but still gets so stressed smh

Konoha- “yeah ill study in ten minutes” *cue him 6 hours later only starting* studies mostly at night and doesnt care about grades , yet still manages to score really good on every test

Oikawa- if this man is anything he’s dedicated. Actually finds balance between volleyball and studying when exam season’s in full swing, but that doesnt mean he still doesnt overwork himself. Surviving on 40 minutes of sleep and coffee lmao

Mattsun- doesn’t take school seriously at all. Hes like “who cares im gonna die one day” “if i dont know it now ill never know it”. So fucking chill

Makki- tries to be like issei so bad but it fails every time. He’s like “yeah who cares about biology anyway lmao”. He is a liar. He cried for 2 hours over biology last night smh. Biology is actually his number one care.

Iwa- naturally smart and follows a routine. The only healthy studier in seijoh tbh. Motivates his friends so much though hes the only reason mattsun and makki pass smh

Ushijima- sounds pretentious but he doesnt mean it. The worst person to study with because hes so naturally smart and makes everyone feel stupid. Hes like “how do you not understand this? Its easy?”

Tendou- hes so average when it comes to studying i cant even explain it. He goes home and studies, has dinner, watches some anime and studies a little more, then just goes to bed? Never overly concerned about it but hes the best for calming nerves. Makes you really believe things will be okay

Goshiki- CHRONIC WORRIER OH MY GOD. definitely gets the shakes before an exam and almost has a fuckin panic attack every single time, never feels prepared but he really is. Needs tendou for emotional support

Atsumu- too confident in his abilities lmao. He’s like “yeah ive got this i totally know it” then acts shocked and appalled when he fails. Thinks he’s the main character, therefore he HAS to pass. He’s not. And he never learns.

Osamu- the slightly smarter twin yet still not exceptional in any way. Doesnt really care about grades, he knows there’s more to life but still studies enough to pass

Kita- hello mr “whats a failing grade”. Never stresses and never fails. Actually the top of his class in basically everything. Manages to study and still find time for hobbies.

Aone- i am convinced a hug from him would get me through exam season every single year. Another person who just? Doesnt stress? Follows a routine and doesnt mind if he doesnt know something in the test. wow

Futakuchi- “i dont care about exams at all fuck them” *gets 53% and cries*. He doesnt have the patience to study and feels betrayed when all his friends actually do the work

Koganegawa- hes like hinata only he actually passes most of the time. Works SO hard and gets so happy when it pays off!! Always treats himself to mcdonalds after an exam thats self love babie

Terushima- you need to be cautious around this man. He’ll spend every night of exam season partying and ignoring any responsibility, yet still come out with 100% in everything. Where does he find the time? How does that work? What the fuck?

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moonlightdancer26 · 2 years

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Ron and Ginny bashers are often Harmony shippers who are buttmad they get in the way of their ship. And they’re so annoying. Ginny bashers are often misogynistic while Ron bashers are often ableist in the ways they insult his intelligence, elitist for the ways they mock him for being poor, and obnoxious in the ways they mock him for his eating habits.

Ron and Ginny bashers are often Harmony shippers who are buttmad they get in the way of their ship.

Yep. Almost all of them are.

And they’re so annoying

I KNOW RIGHT??!!

Harmony shippers literally ruin everything, they try so hard to convince everyone that their ship is canon; often using Hermione noticing Harry grew taller in OoTP as some sort of “hint”. (Noticing a big change in your best friend’s physical appearance isn’t a big deal, it literally just means you have the power of sight.🤦‍♀️)

Ginny bashers are often misogynistic

Yeah. I honestly don’t care if people ship Harmony, I wouldn’t attack people for shipping fictional characters. But my problem with them is that they bash Ronald and Ginny, they claim that Ronald is abusive and they created the “Ginny cheats” trope in fanfics as a poor (and pathetic) attempt to make her look bad.

Ok, Ginny bashing in general is sorta understandable, she was extremely mean and unlikeable in HBP (no hate to her, I love her), but Harmony shippers take it way too far, they’re misogynistic and just plain disrespectful.

They desperately need to bash Ronald and Ginny. If Harry and Hermione do bad things, then pshhhh it’s completely fine! But if Ronald and Ginny do bad things, they’re toxic and abusive.

If Hermione cheats = omg Girl Power and Ronald is a toxic and emotionally abusive deserter.

If Ronald cheats = we were right about him, he's not worthy to clean Hermione’s shoes and bow down to her.

If Ginny cheats = she’s a total slut.

If Harry cheats = he deserved better and Ginny wasn’t paying enough attention.

The Double standards in this fandom. Sigh... 🤦‍♀️

while Ron bashers are often ableist in the ways they insult his intelligence,

I will never understandable people who hate Ronald. Like HOW? WHY WON WON? WHAT THE HECK DID THAT ANGEL EVER DO TO THEM? He’s literally perfect in every way.

I’ve seen people claim that he’s a dumbass who would be nothing if it weren’t for the almighty Hermione Granger. Ronald is just as smart—if not smarter—than Hermione.

elitist for the ways they mock him for being poor,

It’s honestly sickening. They straight up shame him and I’ve seen some call him a laughing stock. It’s genuinely appalling.

and obnoxious in the ways they mock him for his eating habits.

He isn’t even that obsessed. The idea that Ronald is hopelessly addicted to food mostly comes from the movies. (I’ve always found it odd how the filmmakers were so obsessed with his eating habits. I suppose it was another way to make him less like Ronald and more of a comedic relief.)

So what if the dude likes to eat? He’s a teenager and he has an entire fucking feast right in front of his very eyes, who tf wouldn’t be obsessed? (Boi, I’m literally drooling just thinking about the food they have at Hogwarts. Imagine how he must’ve felt actually being there.)

Ronald bashers are just- UGH. I literally have no words to describe them. I wanna punch each and every one of them in the face.

Harmony is not canon, and it never will be.

When will Harmony shippers get it through their thick skulls?

Ronald and Ginny deserve so much better! :(

#harry potter #pro ron weasley #pro ronald weasley #ron weasley defense squad #ron weasley deserved better #ginny weasley #ginevra weasley #pro ginny weasley #ron weasley appreciation #ron weasley #ronald weasley #anti harmony #hermione granger #should I tag this as anti hermione granger? 👁👄👁#I love her but like ???#am I bashing her?#idk what to do😭😭#pro romione #romione

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Opinions on round 2:

1. I loved seeing the full cam. of the Loona stage bc you can see how they planned this perf to be for the audience!! Like, I really liked Brave Girls full version but when I watched the full cam. it felt sooo anticlimactic bc 60% of the time you had the camera blocking what was happening. A good stage has to captivate both the people there and the cameras. Bc if not, then what's the point of having a live audience.

2. When I heard they were going to cover Shake It I was a lil nervous bc it's such a iconic song in the kpop sphere that if they wrecked it, it would've been such a bad look lol. And I found it difficult to think of ways they could re-imagine it so that it felt different BUT! This concept was amazing bc it's like a perfect match to the original, a new spin but feels kinda familiar, that way people can connect straight away! The importance of choosing a clear and memorable concept!

3. The music arrangements for the perf. where great, It didn't dragged at any point and kept me engaged to what was going on on the stage, also loved their twist on the brass or whatever it's called lol, brought the concept home. And I compare this w what wjsn sadly did to navillera :(, most of the time I didn't understand what they were doing to the song, and I spent most of the time of their stage confused or appalled just by that.

And lastly, seeing it from the live audience pov 4. I think the formations and transitions were good, the scenes flowed mostly w/o interruptions or weird gaps and you could keep track of what was going on throughout the perf. Bc, and this is a pet peeve of mine, when members be popping out of nowhere in different locations of the stages just for shock value, it makes people loose connection and miss things bc they're trying to know where to direct their attention and find where tf the person that is singing is lol.

Sorry this was long, I just wanted to get some thoughts out heh

thank you for sharing! i by and large agree - it was totally designed like a stage production with the audience in mind, i'd be really surprised if they didn't win or top 2 the live audience.

also "confused or appalled" is actually obliterating me

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simpingforsoftboys · 3 years

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The Odds of Us All

Chapter 2 Pt 5/5: Food & Tea- But Not The Drink Kind

It was finally lunch time, Y/n was more than ready to leave her classroom and head to the twins class. Saying goodbye to some of her new friends, she departed from class 2-5 and headed down the hallway to class 2-3. While she was in college prep, the twins and Suna were in the other classes below her. The girl didn’t hold it against them, some people were made for different fields- academics didn’t define anything besides a persons academic intelligence.

Several people stared after her as she walked, everyone was intrigued with the new transfer student who was the soulmate of Itachiyama’s star ace and the cousin of Shiratorizawa’s famous Ushiwaka. It got on her nerves at first but she got used to the attention eventually. If she was rude to her “fans” then it’d look bad on Sakusa and Wakatoshi.

“Ushijima-san!” Someone called after her, stopping her in her tracks, Y/n turned and looked over at the person. It was a first year from class 1-2, if she remembered correctly he was in her “fan club.” (Honestly she was a little flattered at how fast she gained a following here, back at Nekoma it took her a whole two weeks before some classmates formed one for her.) “I was wondering if you would be willing to accept this... I made it just for you!” She was about to thank him for the horribly wrapped bento, when someone decided to stop her.

“Y/n.” Suna said from across the hallway, phone in hand, “come on we’re eating outside.” He gave the first year a deadpan, daring him to speak, Y/n smiled apologetically at him, thanking him for the bento and accepting it. The first year hurried away, but not without a pleased blush coating his cheeks. “Told you- you’re Ms. Popular.”

“Maybe... but it doesn’t really matter.” Y/n replied, tucking the bento into her satchel. “It’s always been this way, but not for the reasons you might think.” Seeing her soulmates inquisitive gaze she continued. “I mean maybe they start genuinely liking me eventually, but initially they follow me around and try to befriend me in an effort to know about all the drama in my life. Having a famous cousin and soulmate does that to you. Oh- but I’m sure you deal with it too- I mean you and the twins are famous on the volleyball scene for a reason.”

Suna hummed noncommittally, pocketing his phone and shoving his hands in his pockets with it. “I get it- people only want to get to know me cuz of the twins or my looks... but I don’t really pay attention to them... neither do Atsumu or Osamu.” He gave her a side glance. “You shouldn’t either, people like that just aren’t worth the energy.”

“You make a good point Suna- but I can’t. I got to make a good impression for them. Oh wow, Inarizaki sure has everything doesn’t it?” They were in the schools private garden, it was a large plot of land- with rows or fresh vegetables and countless beds of flowers- Y/n could even spot several wisteria trees. “I think it’s even prettier than Itachiyama’s greenhouse.”

“Itachiyama? I thought ya went to Nekoma.” Atsumu asked, popping up in front of her. Osamu walked over to them, they had just arrived too.

Y/n nodded, “Hi Atsumu, Osamu; I did, but I was initially planning on going to Itachiyama- I toured the campus, passed the entrance exams and everything too. But my friends went to Nekoma so I followed.” Osamu said ‘hi’ in response.

“Interesting.” Atsumu said, his mischievous smirk never leaving his face. “Hey follow me will ya?” He grabbed her hand gently, leading her to a round, stone picnic table below the wisteria trees, leaving Osamu and Suna to trail after them.

“There he goes.” Suna whispered, earning a sigh in response from the gray haired twin. “So touchy... surprised no one reported him for harassment yet.”

“I’d thank 'em if they did.” Osamu huffed with an eye roll. “Maybe then he would learn ta keep his hands ta himself.” The four of them settled at the table, Atsumu on Y/n’s left, Osamu to her right, and Suna in front of her.

“Y/n got a bento from a first year earlier.” The brunette gossiped (but in his weird deadpan way), he hid a grin at the matching scowls the twins wore. “Hey Y/n what did you think of him?”

“He was sweet.” She pulled the bento out and plopped it on the table. “But I’m not going to eat it- he’s still a stranger and I’m not the type to eat food from just anyone.” She didn’t notice the glances the three shared at her words.

“What if I made it?” The younger Miya muttered, staring at the h/c (hair color) girl. Atsumu did his best to hide his snort- meanwhile Suna subtly recorded the moment.

“Oh? Well you’re not just anyone are you?” Her words seemed flirtatious, but in actuality she was just being genuinely blunt. “I wouldn’t mind if it were you.” Let’s just say Suna was very glad he was recording- because the pink hue that overtook Osamu’s cheeks was HILARIOUS.

“Good, cuz I made ya some f/f (favorite food).” Osamu pulled an expertly wrapped bento from his bag and placed it in front of Y/n, who looked pleasantly surprised at his kind gesture.

“Look at him flirtin- almost as good as me. I’m so proud.” Atsumu grinned, not the least bit jealous (shockingly). “Never thought I’d see the day.”

“Not you getting a big head over this.” Suna teased, earning himself a mean scowl. “If it were you, Y/n would have said no... maybe even eaten that first years bento instead.”

“Ya know I’m startin to think ya spend too much time with ‘Samu.”

“Heh.”

Y/n took a bite of the food, meanwhile Osamu watched her from the corner of his eye- pretending to be occupied with his own serving of f/f. Her e/c orbs widened as her tastebuds registered the burst of flavor that was overtaking them. The entire dish was seasoned to the point of near perfection- of course there was some fault, but that was probably due to Osamu’s inexperience with this specific food. Even if it wasn’t a first for him, this was still some of the best damn f/f she had ever tasted. It was tempting to scarf it all down at once, but she forced herself to savor the taste.

“So... how is it?” All eyes were on her, each of them eager to see what she thought of Osamu’s cooking.

“You cooked this by yourself?” She questioned, swiveling to the right to look at the younger twin. Osamu nodded, fidgeting ever so slightly.

“Yeah... m’sorry if it’s not that good- was my first attempt at makin’ f/f.”

Shaking her head and placing her chopsticks down, Y/n smiled at him cheerily. “When you told me you could cook I was expecting something like a simple tamagoyaki- but this is what it’s like when you’re just experimenting? Miya Osamu you are seriously talented- this is some of the best f/f I’ve had in a long while- and I eat this a lot.”

“Thanks so much, means a lot-” Osamu began, a small, genuine smile slipping on his face.

“IDHOISA Y/n yer so cute! Can’t believe I thought ya were a total jerk on Twitter-”

“How tf did he say that out loud?” Suna wondered, referring to the verbal version of a keyboard smash.

“NO I WAS HOPING YOU DIDN’T SEE THAT TWEET.” Y/n screeched, appalled at the expected- but completely unwelcome- news.

“Pfftt-” The brunette snorted at her expense.

“TSUMU YA RUINED THE MOMENT YA ASSHOLE!”

“OW- THE HELL? YA WANNA FIGHT SAMU?”

To put it simply it was pure chaos, their chances at a peaceful lunch completely dashed. For the rest of the lunch break the twins argued, meanwhile Suna live streamed their idiocy, and Y/n enjoyed the chaos while simultaneously savoring her delicious meal...

Facts/Trivia

Y/n was actually pretty popular in Nekoma- but it took a good two weeks before she had her own fan club

So majority of her fan club actually liked her for who she was as a person and not because of her cousin

Her new Inarizaki fanclub is not like her Nekoma one

This club was only formed because people want to get to know her in order to meet Sakusa and Wakatoshi

Some people like first year kun are apart of it because they think she’s attractive

Yes some girls left Atsumu’s fanclub in order to simp for Y/n

Atsumu may not care for his fans but he does like the attention 💀

Any peace between the twins is ruined because Atsumu can’t stfu

Osamu and Atsumu are actually pretty good at sharing and not getting jealous over partners

Suna never helps stop fights

Good thing Y/n’s here now

Fyi the ramen incident is filed on Osamu’s highschool record 😭

It took all of Atsumu’s willpower to not ask Y/n to be their manager when she talked about cheering for him

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