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charlietheepicwriter7 · 2 months
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De-Aged Danny, gesturing to a dazed Bruce inside Wayne Manor: And this is Bruce! Otherwise known as the Himbo! Reporters: Hmm, yes, interesting... Bruce: What the- Danny: I'm not sure what that word means. I heard it from Dick, but no one will give me my answer, not even Jason, who is easily bribed. Bruce: Why are there reporters in my house!? Danny, innocent and childlike: They asked to come inside, Bruce! They seemed like really nice people, so I thought it'd be polite to give them a tour. Bruce, filled with infinite patience: I really wish you had asked me before you did that, chum. Danny: But why? We don't have anything to hide... do we, Bruce?
Or, in order to rise to the Ghost Throne, Danny has to complete a series of trials to prove he is capable of ruling (or any other reason, Danny just needs to do trials to prove himself).
The last trial, issued by Clockwork, is thus: discover the Wayne Family secret in two weeks without the use of any of his powers.
He has one shapeshift to pick a form that could endere him to the Waynes, but only one before he starts and he has to get close to the family by his own wits. Danny, after studying the family and reading of one sentence summary of each Wayne, picks the body of a six-year-old little boy that looked like a child Jason Todd.
Bruce: That child is up to something. Dick, third favorite: I don't know, Bruce; he acts like a normal kid. Jason, #1 favorite: I doubt the old man's ever met a normal kid. Tim, least favorite: Bruce is right, but can you please not talk like the villains from Chicken Run.
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ftm trans Eddie Munson gets turned into a chew toy for hell bats and rescued in the 11th hour by his friends who don't know he's trans, who have to run some triage first aid and can hardly make sense of the blood and gore that used to be his body as they cut off his shirt and pants to get access to the worst of the wounds, who definitely aren't in their right minds well enough anyway to think of anything other than stopping the bleeding and getting him to a hospital, which they do, and miraculously Eddie finds himself blinking awake in a bright, fluorescent room feeling exactly like he imagines a chew toy for hell bats would feel in the aftermath which is to say: like shit. Even more miraculously, he finds hometown hero Steve Harrington posted up at his bedside with greasy hair (!!! Eddie never thought he'd see the day) and bags under his eyes.
The overwhelming relief on Steve's face when he sees Eddie is awake is touching, the misty eyes and cracking voice when he says god, i thought you were toast, man are downright flattering and, let's face it, giving Eddie all the wrong ideas that he figures he has an I-almost-died pass for at the moment so he rocks with it, let's himself indulge in the fantasy for a moment. Then, gradually, Steve's relief becomes more and more obviously some brand of deeply felt pity (or sympathy, but Eddie's never been good at distinguishing the two), which bursts his bubble enough to call him out.
"I know I look like what comes out the business end of a meat grinder, but I swear I'm good, dude. They definitely have me on the good shit, I hardly feel it. I'll be good as new in no time." Big fat fucking lie, by the way, but he'll say whatever if it gets that wounded puppy look out of Harrington's eyes.
"I...yeah, Eddie, I'm glad." And whatever it is he doesn't want to say, whatever is putting that you poor motherfucker look on his face, he's absolutely the opposite of subtle about it.
Eddie can hear the manifestation of his panic on the heart monitor.
"What? What is it? Is everyone- is Dustin-?" He can't say it, can't even think it, would rather be slowly torn to shreds all over again than know he failed at his one fucking task to keep the kid safe.
"No! I mean, yes, he's fine, they're all fine. Henderson's got a broken ankle and both of Max's arms are broken but the docs say they'll be fine in a few months with physical therapy."
The release of tension in Eddie's body hurts almost as much as the relief soothes him. "Okay then, what the fuck are you not telling me? It's fine, I'm a big boy, Harrington, I can take it."
He sighs, looking sick with it. "Eds...I don't know how to tell you this."
Oh god, what the fuck. Eddie's right back to freaking out because Steve looks inexplicably guilty, pained in the face like he's about to deliver the worst news he could imagine but if everyone's fine then-
"It's your dick, man. It's- it's gone. The bats-"
And Eddie laughs so hard he tears about a dozen stitches, immediately stops laughing, and throws up over the side of the bed and thankfully not all over his freshly reopened wounds as Steve shouts for help.
Eventually, when he's all stitched up again and barely hanging on to his hard earned lesson to not literally bust his gut laughing about the look on Steve's face (he has to force himself not to tell Wayne the specifics of how he ended up back in the OR, because he's absolutely gonna crack up and Eddie will definitely be unable to help himself from laughing with him), he realizes he's going to come out to all his friends in the very near future because holy shit, he has to tell everyone about Steve's utterly devastated expression at the news of Eddie's Ken doll-ification by way of demobat.
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rinasangel · 3 months
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𝗄𝖺𝗓𝗎𝗁𝖺.
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g!p kazuha x fem reader
cw : dom kazuha, rough zuha, g!p, sub babygirl reader, daddy kink, unprotected sex, stomach bulge, pet names like ‘princess’ & ‘pretty girl’😵‍💫, mentions of cheating with yunjin, mentions of corruption, overstimulation, squirting, creampie, mentions of pregnancy, pure smut n nasty sex ☺️
a/n : to the anon who requested dom kazuha, sorry if you didn’t want g!p :(( I couldn’t stop myselfff🤤
zuha , reader
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You tried your best to hold back your tears as your girlfriend scolded you for your previous behavior. Everything was all too much to handle. From the way her harsh tone rang throughout your ears to the way her huge dick bullied its way into your tiny cunt. Kazuha had you laid on your back, nothing on except your baby pink panties she pulled aside for easy access instead of just taking them off, because she knew you liked it better like this. You hugged your favorite plushie closely to you, it was the pink bunny that Zuha bought for you because she said it reminded her of you, trying to ground yourself as her long cock constantly bumped against your cervix. She was hitting all the right spots inside, making your vision go blurry as you failed to listen to her little lecture.
“You just couldn’t stay away from her could you? Such a fucking slut, couldn’t wait for daddy to get home so you fuck her best friend. Isn’t that right princess?”
You peeked up at her behind the plushie with big teary eyes, ones you knew she couldn’t resist. But this time, she was teaching you a lesson and disregarded any of your little tricks to get her to be nicer.
“‘m so-rry daddy. couldn’t help it… needed you so badly ‘n yunny offered to help.” You barely managed to squeak out as she scoffed and gripped your hips even harder.
She was right though. Last night you were waiting impatiently for Kazuha to get home, nothing but the thought of her dicking you down running through your mind. Yunjin happened to be in the dorm at that time and saw your needy state, offering a hand, well maybe more than just a hand iykwim ;). Things led to another, and next thing you know, you were on the couch bouncing on top of your girlfriend’s best friend’s cock, and you even let her cum inside. You couldn’t help it :( Kazuha had corrupted you into this cock hungry little slut, ready to jump on anyone’s dick when she wasn’t around to satisfy you.
“Nothing but fucking excuses. What’s next? Are you gonna let Chaewon and Sakura cum inside this pussy too? My pussy? This pussy’s mine and mine only you dumb slut.”
You gasped when she ripped the plushie from your hold and threw it somewhere in the room, you have nothing to hide behind now. A pout adorned your features when your girlfriend just smirked at you, picking up speed and maintained eye contact that became almost unbearable when you felt her reach a special spot inside of your used cunt.
“d-daddy, why did you th-throw tokki?” you said with a deep frown and teary eyes.
You were the type of person to apologize to your plushies when they fell off of your bed, so you almost felt guilty by your girlfriend’s actions (it’s silly, i know😭).
“You don’t need anything else distracting you, princess. Just focus on me fucking this tight cunt of yours.” Kazuha grunted out, struggling to thrust her big cock in and out of the tightness of your small pussy.
“o-okay daddy.”
You never disobeyed your daddy and settled on digging your nails into the light pink sheets beneath you, almost tearing them. Squelching noises filled your senses, along with Kazuha’s low and sexy moans and grunts. A knot formed in your tummy as daddy continued to hit that certain spot inside your sopping cunt. Her balls smacked against your ass from the force of how hard she was thrusting into you.
Your breath hitched and tears fell down your cheeks when her thumb made contact with your swollen clit, relentlessly rubbing in circles, forcing you into your high. Loud moans and whines escaped your mouth as your orgasm hit in full force, your cunt clenching hard around her large shaft and creaming on it. You let out shaky breaths, trembling thighs trying to close because she was starting to fuck you into overstimulation.
“d-daddy, please. slow down, i just- fuck- came.”
Your pleads fell to deaf ears though. Kazuha smiled at your fucked out state and pushed your thighs back, reaching even deeper places in your cunt with the new angle. She was relentless, ignoring your cries as she just continued pushing her thick cock into your pussy, stretching out the small hole. A new knot formed quickly again, faster than the last as she bottomed out inside you over and over again, driving you to your limit.
“wait, daddy, ‘m cumming again!” You barely managed to speak through your broken sobs that she caused.
You groaned as you felt a liquid rush out of you when she gave a particularly hard thrust. Clear cum splashed against her pelvis, coating her lower abdomen as well. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as you felt relief once again, this time way more intense than the last. An arm covered your eyes, you refused to look into her eyes after squirting all over her.
“Look at me, pretty girl.” Kazuha was now fucking you softly while she gently palmed the prominent bulge her large cock made in your lower tummy.
Your arm fell to your side as you looked at her, sniffling and moaning while making eye contact. Your gaze trailed down to see her palming at the bulge in your tummy, eyes rolling back as she kept rubbing her hard shaft along the sensitive walls of your pussy. Your mind was hazy and numb while all you could think about was cock, daddy’s cock.
“Wow, look at the mess you made princess.”
Strings of sticky cum stuck to her pelvis and cock every time she pulled out, causing you to blush in embarrassment.
A shock of pleasure and pain shot through your body when Kazuha began pounding you into again, pushing you far past overstimulation and sensitivity. This time, she wanted to see you do the work. Since you’re so cock crazy, she wanted to see how much you needed and wanted it.
Flipping the two of you over, she sat up with her back against the headboard. You weakly gripped her shoulders for support as your whole body trembled.
“Ride me, princess.”
And so you did. It was your favorite thing to do anyways, but it was much harder when your cunt was so sensitive you almost came within seconds, or when she started to suck on your tits and pinch your nipples.
Kazuha made you do everything, just to show you that were hers, and only hers. She made you ride her until you were crying again, made you suck her off until you were gagging from her face fucking you, made you take it from behind like a good girl until you were screaming her name.
You were so fucked out after losing count of how many times she made you cum. Six? Seven? Hell maybe even eight. All of that and she hasn’t even dumped her own load into your begging cunt. She had her arms wrapped around your stomach as she fucked into the mattress. You could feel her tits press against your back, and it drove you insane. Kazuha’s hand found your clit once again and she made a mess of you, pinching and circling the bundle of nerves until you couldn’t take it anymore.
“stop… i c-can’t daddy…” your eyes were closed as you drifted in and out of consciousness, the only feeling filling your senses being daddy’s hard cock throbbing inside.
“Well you’re gonna.” Kazuha was dead serious, she was going to force another orgasm out of you, and she’s not going to take no for an answer.
“You’re gonna cum again like a good girl, and maybe I’ll consider giving you my load.”
Now that sounded like a good deal. So you endured one more mind shattering orgasm just in hopes to feel her hot cum paint your walls.
This time, her hands gripped your hips and harshly pushed you against the bed as she pounded you, making your ass bounce after every thrust. It was clear she was finally pushing herself to her own climax. Kazuha focused on the way your pussy perfectly squeezed around her aching cock, loving the feeling of you trying to milk her absolutely dry and empty her heavy balls.
“Fuck princess, you feel amazing. I’m gonna fill this pussy to the brim ‘n knock you up so good. You’ll be mine forever.”
You could barely manage a small hum in response, patiently waiting for her to fill you up. Kazuha’s hips stuttered as she approached her orgasm, tightly gripping the sides of your panties(yes they’re still on, she’s such a perv😵‍💫) and rolling her hips into you. Her veiny cock throbbed and twitched as she grunted out.
“Princess… gonna cum. You feel so warm ‘n wet, fuck-“
Kazuha moaned loudly and buried her face into your shoulder, her eyebrows furrowed as her teeth sank into your soft skin, marking you up. One hand squeezed your waist and the other gripped your ass. She gave a few small thrusts before burying her cock into you and cumming deep inside. Her large shaft throbbed as thick ropes of white pulsed out of her pink tip.
“Good girl, so fucking good for me princess. Take this cum, my pretty cock sleeve.”
So warm and so thick. You sighed in satisfaction as your girlfriend emptied herself, gifting you the feeling of her gooey cum shooting into your womb.
Kazuha took a few minutes to calm down before pulling out her flaccid cock, drenched in your sticky juices as well as her own. She carefully flipped you on to your back before readjusting your now soaked panties to cover your sore cunt again. Lying down beside you, Kazuha pulled you to rest on top of her as she held you in her arms, ignoring the way your soft skin felt against her wet cock.
“Keep my cum inside baby. You’re mine, no one else’s. Don’t want anyone else touching or fucking what’s mine.”
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otrtbs · 7 months
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okay hi! hello everyone! yikes!
art heist, baby and tender curiosities, baby! have been taken down very briefly but please do not fret! i have every intention of uploading them again very soon. i have been dealing with people selling copies of art heist, baby! recently despite me asking 385845 times for people not to and despite me no longer allowing people to bind my fics. so i took the two works that people were selling down while i issued some cease and desist letters and made some more copyright infringement claims. but they'll be back up shortly as soon as all of this is resolved. it's nothing to stress over friends! <3
i will ask that you refrain from sharing the pdfs and things around unless you know and trust that the people you're giving the pdfs to won't open an etsy shop and start selling them for profit. at least till this is resolved. thanks!
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jpxfordsstuff · 4 months
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If choso dies I will effing have a mental breakdown dramatically, anyways I want him inside me.
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spacedace · 7 months
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Had a thought about the Reluctant War and made myself a bit sad and I have no idea if it'll make it into the story proper so I'm going to inflict it upon all you guys:
Dick Grayson on the streets of Gotham trying to do everything he can to help as everyone join the ghosts in fighting the GIW, suddenly has a version of the GAV barreling down towards him and for some reason he can't get out of the way in time.
He thinks he's about to join the army of the dead in a whole new way, when the tank fo a vehicle is suddenly sent flying as something massive charged it from the side. He hears a familiar bellowing and then realizes that it's Zitka, a ghost after passing away peacefully a few years before.
She wasn't apart of the army of the ghosts, wasn't brought in to fight. She's just been following her tiny human child around all these years and now that there's enough ecto in the air to do so, she's going to protect him with all her might.
Dick is emotional, so thankful to have his old friend back, but the city is still in a state of chaos. He gets onto Zitka's back and they get to work, running - flying - around helping to grab the injured and whisk them away to safety or take out other GAVs and the like.
It's absurd and freeing and wonderful all at once to be literally flying through the skies of Gotham on the ghost of his elephant best friend, and if Dick wasn't already on the side of King Phantom he is *now* and -
He gets shot off Zitka's back.
A GIW agent was aiming for the Ghost elephant but somehow *missed* and hit Dick instead. Not enough to injure him too badly, but enough to send him flying off Zitka's back and plummeting to the ground. His grapple is broken, and Zitka is diving for him but she's being shot at and she's not going to make it in time and -
A hand, reaching out to him in midair, familiar with its callouses and strong grip as he reaches out and grasps it, body suddenly swinging in a different direction and muscles acting on memory as he falls into the old, achingly familiar routine of his childhood. His mother, ethereal and bright as she smiles down at him, hanging upside down from a bar suspended from nothing but open sky as they swing and he is let go, flipping on instinct and caught by the steady strong hands of his father.
The Flying Graysons reunited in the skies above Gotham, Dick's ghostly parents determined to ensure their little bird never falls the way they did.
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bonchobrick · 11 months
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tw: slight suicidal actions (but not really the batfam are wildly clueless to the actual context to danny's bullshit hes not suicidal--in this fic--he's dead get it RIGHT brucie)
Au where Batfam are entirely convinced that the new vigilante in Gotham, danny, has time travel powers because he can vanish away from their senses completely
This becomes a problem however when 
Bruce searches for him because wants to save Jason. Danny can save Jason not in the--im a time traveler and i can bring him or you back from or to the past--but in the, I’m a ghost king and have domain over the dead haha
Batfam become really concerned watching Phantom fight because “if he has time travel powers why doesn’t he avoid getting hit every time he can” and get worried phantom is purposefully letting himself get hurt
Danny in all honesty is just vibin the entire time while the batfam is going crazy at every sliver of info they get about danny because like
okay hes a time traveler thats established they got over that
This guy whos somehow been able to stop and rehabilitate rouges (ghosts) in his town is 15??
he may be the kindest most self destructive kid they've ever met like who immediately agrees to help people who were trying to capture and interogate him because he 'thinks we are better than the last billionaire who did this' what the FUCK
Oh yeah and they find out as a bonus in the end that his normal unpowered form he is a teen with black hair and blue eyes (bruce no no dont do it dont--)
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Bruce is losing his mind
Okay so at the start of this there’s an unknown vigilante (danny) that Batman tends to bump into. Except Batman isn’t sure what he is.
Every time they run into each other Batman can tell there should just be a person beside him but before he gets a glimpse and opens his eyes to empty fresh air.
A vigilante that can vanish before their very eyes?
What do the bats think about this?
They think this vigilante can control time and is doing that to sneak out of their gaze.
Now here’s where the funny part comes in
Bruce goes on a wild hunt to search for the vigilante with a plan. To make them turn back time so that he can save his son.
The problem with this?
Danny is not a time traveler most days–scratch that he's not one at all. He can save his son Jason though, in fact he wants to, it’s just he needs to figure out a way to do this whilst not blowing his cover that he is the goddamn ghost king.
So he pretends that he does have time powers and that he just… uh… needs a minute to figure them out… yeah that!
Cue Batfam getting progressively more worried about Danny because ‘if he could turn back time—why doesn’t he avoid those hits?’
They all kinda think Danny is like purposefully hurting himself so now Danny is forced to eat breakfast with them and sleep at their manor.  I mean he’s confused at why they always look so worried about something but he’ll make sure Batman’s son gets home soon! Plus the rich people temporary-living-situation without all the ‘I want to adopt you’ billionaire bullshit is pretty sweet!!
(somewhere in the ghost zone jason is tearing up laughing at the batfam as they struggle to not burst into flames trying to figure out danny-- like for christs sake they think the ghost king is an american doctor who and are trying to get him to spill where his tardis is)
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tawnfawn · 3 months
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i just KNOW that simon riley is a messy kisser. this mf is grabbing you by the hips, waist, hands, thighs, neck, he does not care—hands rubbing up and down your curves like he doesn’t know where to touch first. it’s all teeth and tongue—he’s one impatient mf. he’s waited long enough to kiss you, he’s not gonna be light. and i know he doesn’t half ass that shit!!! this man is either kissing your forehead softly or making out with you like there’s no tomorrow. definitely the type to “accidentally” bump into you while you’re doing something and use it as an excuse to kiss you. he’s not a PDA person, but when you’re alone he’s always, and I mean always got a hand on you. one hand on the wheel, the other on your thigh or holding your hand. he lets you have aux too, but he’ll complain about your “shit music” every time. EVERY TIME!!!
can you tell i’m in love with this man
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necromycologist · 2 months
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rip ianthe tridentarius... born to be the one and only fucked up failgirl forced to somehow end up as the voice of reason
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hood-ex · 1 month
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You know the whole cereal debate surrounding Dick and how some people believe he eats cereal because he's too tired to make a full meal to eat? Yeah, well, I relate to that hardcore now. The last thing I wanna do is wait around for food to cook after working for 12 or more hours. As soon as I come home, I toss shit into a blender and down that smoothie as quick as I can so that I can spend more time showering/relaxing before I have to sleep.
Let me be clear, I 100% reclaim cereal for Dick. That man can eat cereal if he damn well pleases.
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bludhavensbirdboy · 2 months
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gnawing at the iron bars of my enclosure over the fic writers that use the whole dick Grayson chokeholds you during sex…like full arm around your neck can feel his bicep tensing against your throat type chokehold and after i just have to sit with my thoughts cause omfg NEED NEED. 🙏
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crybaby-bkg · 1 year
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Bakugou who makes it a habit of FaceTiming you out of the blue because he’s horny. Your friend group and his own have had to bear witness entirely too many times to answering the phone and he’s exposed somehow—they always just wanna say hi, ask him how his recent mission is going. They learn after enough times, that when he FaceTimes you out of the blue, to steer clear of your phone until you give them the okay. there’s just been too many times with you answering and then screaming to the top of your lungs as you clutch the phone to your chest and tell him that there are people around.
but does that stop him? of course not, the little whore. he’ll call you after he’s gotten out the shower, so his body is still wet and glistening. he’ll call you while he’s away in some other country, with his dick in the camera and a pout on his lips because he misses your stupid face. he’ll call when he’s this close to orgasming, because seeing you will always push him over the edge.
he calls you one day while you’re working at home, typing away at your computer, your phone propped up beside you. you answer without looking at him, smiling, asking how everything’s going so far and it’s not until you look up, when you gasp.
“Katsuki!” You yell, a little giggle tearing through your words in surprise. “What if someone was around? Again?” You ask him, but it’s hard to remember why you’re this upset when he looks so pretty in front of you. He grunts, still jerking his cock as he sits on the edge of the bed, his phone propped up on what you believe a nightstand, as you can see the way his stomach curls in from how raggedly he breathed.
“You’re alone, right?” He asks in a huff, eyebrows screwing up as he takes in your wide eyes and slightly gaping mouth as you stare at his form. You nod absentmindedly, already feeling your inner thighs starting to get slick, shifting a little in your seat.
“Show me a tit, or something. I miss you.” Bakugou mutters, eyebrows pinched as he twists his wrist over his tip before he slides back down his shaft.
“When don’t you wanna see my tits?” You tease him, but oblige, lifting your shirt, eyes rolling slightly at the downright filthy noise that leaves his mouth at the sight. You don’t even have to play with them, just sit them on display and he’s already so quick to burst all over himself.
You take it a step further though, pushing back in your chair until he can see most of your body where you sit, slipping out of your bottoms and underwear until you’re on display for him. You put your knees to your chest before settling back, thighs on either side of the arms as you spread yourself, smiling at him all the while.
“So fuckin’—shit!” He sounds damn near strangled as he cums all over himself, eyes squeezed shut as he jerks at his cock. you can’t help but laugh when you hear the crackling of his quirk going off, watch how the sheets beside him char and start to smoke in his intensity. He’s always so easy, you think to yourself with a little laugh as you began to get dressed, and you love it.
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theghostinyourwalls · 4 months
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Please baby
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