#wait until i make these fuckin shoes yall

[stark-alchemy]

Midcity City Comic con was going on at our local library and I had such a good time!! My brother went as genderbent!Velma and my sister went as a Victorian lolita!

I got my jacket done for my Daycare Staff sleep set, so I've gotta finish the pants next! Here's some pics of how that came out, also with my finished nametag (Designed by the amazing, @bamsara)! I just need to add in the Mega Pizzaplex logo and some color changing and things to the sleeves! 2 day labor of love!

The cuffs are actual bells and I had a whole heart attack when I walked in the teen section with my sis and I was bojangling with every step! I'm so happy I didn't have on the shoes

#myart #fnaf daycare attendant #fnaf sun #fnaf moon #starkdoesarts #fnaf cosplay #cosplay nametags #solar lunacy #this was very fun #i even saw some amazing fnaf cosplayers #rip i wasnt able to hang out for the cosplay contest #midcity micro comiccon #matryoshka ass lookin hoodie #once again #bam thanks so much for letting me recreate that nametag #ive gotta send you yours so you can enjoy being claimed by tall jesters #wait until i make these fuckin shoes yall #imma be tappin and jiggling

[ssaluv-a-lot]

Tyrone/Fontaine who never lets you walk any damn where..

A/N: Just some soft fluff

So you don't have a license right? Well that was fine for most of your life but ever since you and Tyrone/Fontaine made whatever it is that yall was fooling around with official AND exclusive, he would rather get shot again than let you walk anywhere.

He'd pull up when you wanted to go anywhere and he'd stick around when you were ready to leave.

You never forget the first time he established this little rule of his. Your phone was sitting up on your vanity while you applied your makeup, getting ready to go shopping with your girls when he facetimed you.

"Where you goin lookin like that?"

"Nigga, what happened to 'Hey, baby. How you doin?' Chill out. It's just shopping with the girls."

You had yet to look at him since you answered the phone so you didn't see him climb into his car and crank the engine to life.

"Yeah? You need some money?"

"No, daddy. I'm good." You couldn't help the smile that always seemed to be on your lips when he talked. "Besides ion think imma stay wit them long. Got shit to do."

"You ain't riding wit them?" His face screwed into confusion as he already started to make the U-turn going towards your place.

"Hell nah. They drive crazy. I ain't got time for a heart attack today." You scoff, taking one last look in the mirror before picking up the phone to show him. "How do I look?"

His gaze traveled down to the phone from the road and a smile found his lips. "Beautiful baby. Might have to come wit you. Kill a nigga, he look at you too fuckin long."

"Shut up. Where you at?" Your eyes squinted, looking at the passing scene.

"Uhh..Outside."

"Outside where?" Not a word from him, just his gold smile and a blaring honk outside your window.

It took you all of 10 seconds to get your shoes and bag before climbing into his car and planting an eager kiss to his cheek.

"I ain't tell you to come all way down here."

"You ain't have to. Gimme a real kiss. Childish shit.." His fingers gripped your chin as he kissed your lips, pulling at your bottom one with a groan before snaking his tongue into your mouth.

"Mmmm. Wait, my makeup!" You pushed against his chest and snapped you head away from him with a giggle.

"Shit..Imma fuck up all that shit later and you know it. Here." He dug into his pockets until he found the stack of cash and tossed it into your lap.

"I told you ion need no money."

"Take it, girl. Stop actin like that and anytime you wanna go somewhere you betta call me. Don't let me catch you walkin no where."

"Okay, daddy."

#black writers #x black reader #fontaine x black reader #they cloned tyrone #fontaine #john boyega #black reader #tyrone x reader #tyrone they cloned tyrone #fluff #headcanon #relationship #romantic

[threadsun]

Anonymous Asks: "Can we have a smut and spicy story with Jean, please!? I can't get enough of this man!"

Yall are enabling me so much and I love it~

Content: Abuse of power (Jean is your boss), masturbation, workplace sexual harassment, dubcon because of power imbalance, dacryphilia, Jean has a praise kink, oral fingering, facial, explicitly no aftercare because Jean fuckin sucks <3

“If one more thing goes wrong today, I think I’ll fucking explode.” You don’t even have the energy to sound forceful. It’s more of a weary groan than anything.

“What’s up, doll?”

You’re not meant to talk to Joseph. Your boss doesn’t like it when you do. He keeps insisting that Joseph wants to poach you, make you his assistant instead. But he’s been nothing but pleasant to you, so you let yourself indulge in conversation with him on occasion.

“They bumped two of Mister Laurent’s interviews this morning and makeup ran out of his foundation after lunch. And now I’ve gotta go tell him they’re cutting his baking scene from the next episode to make more time for your lesson on eating healthy.” You tap nervously on your pager where the offending message lay.

Joseph sucks in a sympathetic breath through his teeth. “That’s rough. Good luck.”

“Yeah.” You nod, tucking your pager away and knocking on Jean’s dressing room door. “Yeah, thanks.”

“What.” It’s flat and annoyed, the voice of a man who wants nothing more than to go home and drink away the stress of the day.

“Mister Laurent…” You peek your head around the door before stepping inside and closing it behind you.

“I thought I’d told you not to talk to him.” Jean’s sitting back on his couch, script in hand as he looks at you with stern disappointment. “I could hear you through the door.”

“I—he just… he asked—” Your hands make some vague gestures as you try to formulate an explanation without letting the day’s frustrations slip into your tone.

You’d been expecting to launch into your big apology about his cut scene, but he’d thrown you off. You weren’t expecting to have to defend your short conversation with Joseph. It only piled on top of the day’s stress, unidentified emotions bubbling in your chest.

“Don’t do it again.” He frowns, eyes scanning the script in his hand. “So.”

He leaves you waiting for his next words. He likes to do that, keep you waiting for him. He loves knowing your attention is on him and only him. Waiting for whatever it is he decides to say.

“I take it I don’t need to learn all this shit?” He tosses the script at your feet and a quick glance tells you it’s from the cut scene.

“No, you don’t.” You admit, bending to pick it up and set it lightly on his vanity. “I’m sorry, Mister Laurent. I tried to convince them, but…”

“But you failed.” Jean spreads his arms across the back of the couch and eyes you with a scowl. “You let them cut the scene.”

“I’m sorry, I really tried.” You can feel your throat tightening, eyes burning. You’re not going to cry in front of your boss. You can’t cry in front of your boss.

“Did you?” There’s a single raised eyebrow.

“Yes! Yes, I—I really did.” You want to stomp your feet in annoyance, but acting like a toddler wouldn’t exactly be the most professional response. “I told them it would throw off the whole balance of the episode. That Joseph has too many lines to learn. That we’ve already bought the ingredients for the cheesecake and they won’t last until next week.”

With each word, your voice tightens and tears threaten at the back of your eyes. You keep your gaze firmly on your shoes, not wanting to see the look of annoyance he was almost certainly levelling at you.

“Sweetheart.” He sounds almost like he’s going to laugh, “are you about to cry?”

“No.” Your voice is as firm as it can be, but it still wavers. You can feel a traitorous tear escape you. Just to prove you a liar.

“What do you think I’m going to say to you?” You can hear the smirk in his voice. “Tell you you’re shit at your job? Threaten to fire you? What. Tell me, what is it you’re expecting me to say?”

You can feel the tears tracking down your cheeks, nails digging into your palms. Your vision is blurred, your throat tight and aching as you hold back a full sob.

“I don’t know.” You grit out through your teeth.

“Come on, clearly you were expecting something. What was it?” He sounds almost breathless, but still demanding.

“That I’m useless.” The words push through your lips forcefully. “That I’m the worst. That you hate me. That you don’t want me as your assistant anymore. That it’s all my fault.”

“Why would it be your fault? Come on, say what you’re thinking, sweetheart.”

“Because it’s not yours.” Your brain seems to think the words after you’ve said them. You hadn’t even realised you’d felt this way. “It’s not your fault. You’re amazing. You’re such a good actor! You’re good in interviews, you're—”

You hiccup out a little sob, shoulders dropping as you let the stress of the day overwhelm you. You’re past the point of caring about crying in front of your boss. Now you just need to get the words out.

“You’re perfect. But they keep cutting your scenes and bumping your interviews and… it’s gotta be my fault. I’ve failed you. I try so hard, but I’m just not good enough. You deserve better.”

“Fuck yeah, sweetheart. Keep going.” His voice is a low moan and as it hits you, you become aware of a slick, rhythmic sound.

You raise your head, brushing just enough tears away to catch a momentary glimpse of Jean. He’s still on his couch, but now his legs are spread. His jeans are open, cock in his fist as he strokes himself.

Confusion, disgust, and arousal fight for pride of place in your stomach. He’s… getting off? To your tears? Or possibly your praise? This whole thing feels surreal. Like a fever dream.

“Mister Laurent…” Your voice shakes more than you’d hoped, hands shaking as you try to stifle your tears.

“Mmm sweetheart~” He sighs blissfully, “I love it when you call me that.”

“What are you…?” The sentence fades. It’s a stupid question. It’s pretty fucking obvious what he’s doing.

“Come here,” he points to the floor in front of him.

Your feet carry you over there, clinging to the last shreds of professionalism you have left. “Yes, Mister Laurent?”

You sniffle, wiping at your eyes a bit and trying to look professional. He simply scoffs at you and clicks his fingers, pointing to the floor.

“Kneel.”

You obey. His free hand reaches out and cups your cheek with a surprising gentleness. His thumb swipes across your lower lip before insistently pressing into your mouth. You part your lips for him, letting him slip his thumb in to tease your tongue.

“Your tears really do something for me, ya know.” He muses, replacing his thumb with two fingers. “Go on, suck.”

At this point, what else can you do? You close your lips around them and begin to suck. He groans, fist moving faster as he gets off to the sight of you crying before him.

“How long have you wanted this for?”

The question is jarring. How long… have you wanted this for? Wanted this? Him jacking off over you while you try to stop yourself from crying?

He chuckles at your surprise. “Come on, you think I haven’t seen the way you look at me? I’ve caught you watching me during costume changes.”

Your face burns. It isn’t untrue. You’ve had plenty of… unprofessional thoughts about Jean. Who wouldn’t? He’s handsome and flirty. But… you hadn’t realised you’d been so obvious about it.

“Oh sweetheart,” his voice is laced with a moan. “You thought I wouldn’t notice? I know you want this. I’m only giving you what you want. Tell me how much you want it.”

His fingers withdraw from your mouth and your lips fall open. You can hear yourself begging, your brain too fuzzy and disoriented to stop yourself.

“Please, Mister Laurent. Please, I’ve wanted this for so long. I need you, please!”

“A-ah, fuck sweetheart~”

You feel the warm splash of his cum on your cheeks, the taste of him dripping onto your tongue as your begs trail off into soft whimpers. The arousal has won out in your stomach, heat pooling between your thighs. You wait eagerly for your next order as he catches his breath.

Jean glances at you with a frown, waving a dismissive hand. “Go on, clean yourself up. You’re a mess. And call the director up, get him to put my baking scene back or you won’t have a job in the morning.”

You scramble out of the room, breathing a soft sigh of relief that everyone else has gone home for the night as you head to the bathroom to wash your face. What came over you? Letting him do that to you.

Sure, he's your boss. And sure, you’d thought about this sort of thing before. But why had you given in to it? It wasn’t like he would ever love anyone but himself.

You sigh, glancing in the mirror as you pat your face dry. “Stupid… So stupid…”

Your pager beeps. A message from your boss.

My dressing room. Tomorrow. 8pm.

There’s a pause and then—

Wear something nice.

#swwsdj #something's wrong with sunny day jack #sdj jean #jean laurent x reader #gn!reader #18+ only #sunshine #dark side of the sun #crosspost

[drakenology]

Yeah, My Boyfriend’s In A Band

guitarist!todoroki x fem!reader

summary: something straight outta wattpad! you go to a rock band’s concert and stand front row of the stage. The band’s vocalist /guitarist catches your eye and.. well, the rest is history! this is the story of how you first met.

author’s note: soooo.. how yall been? i kinda said fuck it to the schedule i made. why force myself to make content when I just can’t ya know? I’d much rather upload content when it’s at it’s best. so enjoy! I used some lyrics from some of my favorite rock songs for this, can you guess em? Also the art work above isn’t mine!

warnings: smut (duh.), drug use (weed), size kink, pinch of daddy kink, spitting, degradation

It was a hot Saturday night. You were all dressed up and excited to see your favorite heavy metal band the Diaspora play in your city. You were a huge fan, their posters adorned your bedroom walls. You’ve been a fan since they first came out as a cover band.

The members were all pretty fuckin cute, especially the band’s front man. Todoroki Shoto.

He was so handsome; black and red half and half hair, grey sullen eyes, the sexy scar on the left side of his face only adding to the edginess of his visage. His tattoos coated his left arm in a sleeve, his eyebrow pierced as well as his lower lip. He was fucking hot. Obviously not the kind of guy who would pay any attention to you right?

You threw on the Diaspora t-shirt you bought just weeks before the show and tied it in the back so it could be a little cropped and called your uber, frantically spraying perfume in a panic that you were going to be late to the concert. You ran outside, saying goodnight to your roommate as you rush out the door and jump into the car.

“Hey. I’m Shoto Todoroki and I’m the lead singer and guitarist for the band The Diaspora. Hope to see you guys at the show tonight at 8.” You hear as smoothe and sultry voice play over the radio.

You swoon and text some buddies who were also going to the show in excitement, the rush going straight to your brain in a haze as you blast some of their music in your headphones.

When you arrive to the stadium, you spot your best friend from highschool Nejire Hado. You two actually grew up together and even graduated together. It was like you two were sisters, inseparable since birth. Nejire saw you and waved excitedly, squealing with glee and motioned you to come to her spot in line.

“Y/N!!!! Over here!!” She yelled, causing you to run over and jump up and down with her.

“I can’t believe we’re finally here!” You say.

“Me either! Hey, did you hear? There’s rumor’s going around that their having an after party after the show! We have to go, Y/N please say yes.” Nejire rambled, clapping her hands with an inability to contain her excitement.

You look down at your shoes, unsure at first. What if you aren’t even allowed inside? It could be VIP only.

“Fuck it. Let’s go!” You say, causing Nejire to scream and laugh with joy.

Suddenly, the band’s security comes outside to greet the fans waiting to come inside for the show.

“Ladies and Gentlemen, please enter in a single fil-“ the poor guy couldn’t even finish his sentence before hundreds of eager fans rush past him and squeeze into the stadium doors, running as fast as the could to get to their seats.

Luckily for you and Nejire, you had front row tickets. Those days of refreshing the page for them as they sold out every second really paid off. You grab Nejire’s hand and run inside, elbowing and clawing your way through to your spot with your best friend by your side. The lights suddenly go dim and the crowd goes insane.

The show’s about to start. You heart seemed to float up into your throat as you stood sweating and nervous, Nejire screaming her head off and jumping up and down when the band came rising up from the bottom of the stage. Smoke covers them for a while until it clears and all you see is Todoroki standing above you, the real him finally being exposed to you as you gaze from the crowd.

He was even more handsome in person. Tonight he wore black jeans and a white band tank top ,showing off his muscular and tattooed arms. Chains hung on his hip and his boots as he propped his foot up on the amplifier in front of him.

“YOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!” He screamed into the mic, causing the crowd to scream impossibly louder. He smirked, causing you to feel woozy just seeing him look so smug, as if he knew the effects he had on his fans.

You could’ve died right there a happy woman as the band started to play their hit single, the gritty sound of the electric guitar sending chills up your spine as you and Nejire headbang and dance to the music. You sing along to the top of your lungs, watching as Todoroki owned the stage. You gaze up at him again to see something completely and utterly unbelievable.

He was looking right at you.

You gasp, your eyes widening as you lock eyes with him. Shoto kneeled down towards you and reached his hand out to you. You almost scream and grab his tattooed hand with both of your own and smile at him, keeping your eyes focused on his. Shoto took your hand and kissed it as he sang a pretty racy part of his song to you,

“I wanna take you home.” (sleeping with sirens fans?? your nickle aint worth my dime???? NO?)

Oh. My. God

“OH MY FUCKING GOD! Y/N, HE-“ Nejire screamed, just as excited as you. You stood there shocked and flustered, staring into space. Todoroki fucking Shoto just kissed your hand. Shoto smirked and let your hand go, continuing the rest of his show in hopes you got the message. He wanted you. It was common sense that you go to the afterparty now.

The show continued for another 2 hours, Todoroki now dripping in sweat from the hot lights shining upon him and his band.

“Thank you all so much for coming out. For those invited, I’ll see you all at the afterparty! Goodnight everyone!” Todoroki bellowed to the crowd, causing them to cheer him and the band off the stage.

You stand there, high off of every guitar riff and belt from the performance feeling sad that the concert was over. But a rush of hope filled your heart in knowing that you were going to see Shoto again soon. You and Nejire walk out of the stadium hand in hand as you discussed the plan to get to the party.

“So the party is not too far from here, exactly 15 minutes away. We could totally call an uber.” Nejire explains, saying that it’s going to be held in Todoroki’s mansion.

When you both arrive at Todoroki’s Mansion your jaws drop. A huge fountain greeted your uber driver’s car, cobblestone driveways leading you towards his front door. There were hedge sculptures all over the front yard and expensive cars adorned the driveway as you and Nejire step out of the car to see the line to get into the party. Damn. More lines.

You approach the security guard; the same one from earlier that night with a nervous wave.

“U-Um excuse me sir, we’re on the list..” You said unconfidently. Nejire nervous laughed and nudged you for sounding so unsure after giving you a long confidence pep-talk in the car.

“Sorry, kiddo. I’m not seein’ an ‘Y/N’ or a ‘Nejire’. Back o’ the line, ladies.” The security guard huffed, hardly even looking at his list.

“Nah it’s cool, Ben. Let them in.” You hear a familiar voice utter before you get the chance to turn around and walk to the back of the line. Sure enough it was Todoroki standing there, joint lit and eyes hazy. Clearly stoned.

It was like he got more gorgeous as you got closer to him, your cheeks heating up as you realize you’re literally standing in front of your fucking celebrity crush. Nejire squeals and runs inside to go find the drummer and get his number, she says drummers do it harder.

Shoto took you by the hand and led you inside the rager in his foyer. The smell of beer and weed absorbs your nostrils as you walk inside with Shoto in hand, watching as Nejire talks up the drummer with ease as if she already knew him from way back when.

Todoroki sat down on the most comfortable couch you have ever sat in with you next to him, taking a big drag of his joint and motioning it towards you.

“Wanna hit? It’s not laced. Promise.” He said cooly, slowly blowing out the smoke. You take it and take a hit, coughing a little as you puff out the smoke.

Damn this must be what rich people smoke.

“Good huh? Grew it myself. Heh.” Todoroki laughed a little as he watched you take another hit.

“Shit. I didn’t introduce myself. I’m Y/N. Nice to meet you, finally.” You say, nervousness coating your tongue. Shoto gave you a warm smile, his hazy eyes gleaming in the dim lights of the room.

“Gorgeous name for a gorgeous girl.” Shoto said, kissing the same hand he did at the concert.

You heat up, your panties becoming slightly wet at him touching and kissing you. He smirked and grabbed you by your chin to make sure you look him directly into his grey orbs.

“When I saw you in the crowd, I almost couldn’t keep my eyes off you.” He said into your ear, causing your mind to block out any outside sound that wasn’t his voice. You gulp, blinking dumbly as you try to find the words to say something.

“I-I, um. Th-thank you.” You say, looking down into his lap. Shoto pulled away to smoke his joint a little more. You two talked all night, everyone around you both becoming irrelevant as you seemingly grow closer together.

Strangely, none of the rumors about Todoroki were true. He wasn’t this stuck up asshole the media made him out to be. He was calm and gentle, the sweetest guy you’ve ever had the pleasure of having a conversation with. You learned so much about him that night. He was so misunderstood.

You’re high now and completely hazy as you and Todoroki make out on the couch. You’re not sure how you two even got to this point but you loved it. One thing led to another and now you were straddling him on the couch, his hands in your back pockets as he groped and squeezed your ass.

Your lips mingled as you moan into the kiss, Todoroki’s tongue slipping into your mouth to make home of it. The kiss got so hot your pussy was sopping wet underneath your jeans as you mindlessly grind against him for some kind friction.

Todoroki pulled away and started kissing your neck, damn near ripping your clothes off in front of the entire party. You’re gasping and grabbing at his clothes, forgetting where you are as you become desperate for him. You wanted him so bad and you knew he wanted you too.

“Wanna get out of here? Go upstairs I mean.” Shoto asked, huffing into the skin of your neck as his hard dick poked at your thigh.

“God yes.” You say breathily. As soon as he got your consent he carried you upstairs, the party raising their glasses and their blunts in celebration for Todoroki getting some.

“YES! Y/N tell me everything okay!?” Nejire yelled drunkenly, pulling away from her makeout session with the band’s drummer. You giggle and wave down at her, Todoroki laughing softly as he watched the interaction between you and your best friend.

“Just so you know, princess. I’m not going to go easy on you.” Shoto said, pinning you against the hallway wall.

“I don’t want you to.” You mewl, leaning into his neck to nip at it. Shoto let out a low chuckle and nearly kicked down his bedroom door, tossing you onto his luxurious california king bed.

You take a quick look around his darkly colored room, black walls with coordinating grey funiture. Posters of his inspiration adorned his walls, almost similar to your room just $100,000 richer. He had a mirror above his bed as you look up at your reflection you see Todoroki crawl on top of you, unbuttoning and pulling your jeans off in one fell swoop.

You’re immediately embarrassed, forgetting it was laundry day at home so you threw a thong on because you didn’t have anything else to wear. It was black and lacy and oh so skimpy you quickly move your hands to cover up in shame, Shoto grabbing your wrists and pinning your hands above your head.

“Heh. How’d you know I love lace?” Shoto teased, practically salivating at the sight of your smooth legs beneath him. “You’re so beautiful, you know that?” Shoto said, running his hands along your sides as if he was a lion playing with his prey before he ate it.

You bit your lip, dripping and hungry for some kind of touch in the places you needed him most, your nipples prodding at the thin fabric of your band tee. Yeah, you forgot to wear a bra. Shoto pulled your shirt above your head, tossing it somewhere and hissing at the sight of your bare breasts.

“No bra either? Man.. it must be my birthday. I’m gonna have fun with you, princess.” Todoroki says taking a nipple into his mouth, not breaking eye contact with you as he suckled gently following with short lick causing your entire body to catch flame.

You start moaning miserably, your whole body begging him to take you. Shoto pulls away from your nipple with a light pull of his lips and slips his hand down to your slit, caressing it agonizingly slow to tease you. He takes his other hand and presses his thumb to your lips.

“Open your mouth.” He rasped. And you did, sucking on his thumb as he rested it on your tongue making Shoto moan at the sight, humming a ‘good girl’ under his breath. Shoto held your mouth open and spit, pulling you into a sloppy kiss as he plunged his thick digits into your needy hole.

You arch your back off the bed, biting down onto Shoto’s lip as he finger fucked you without mercy. Your moans filled the air, Shoto watching you intently as he took your breast into his mouth once more.

“Sho- ah! I-I’m gonna-“ You bellow, trying to hold onto something for dear life as he brought you closer and closer to your peak.

“That’s daddy to you, princess. Try again and maybe I’ll let you cum around my fingers.” Shoto hissed, slowing his pumping fingers a bit to ensure you got the point.

He was in control. You pant, your chest heaving as you try to catch your breath only for it to get caught in your throat again. Desperate moans fall out of your mouth as you beg him to let you cum.

“D-Daddy!~” You gasp, Shoto leaning into your neck, his ear right next your mouth as you scream for him. You collapse into his arms, fucked out and stupid off Todoroki’s strong fingers. All those years of guitar weren’t for nothing.

“That’s it baby.. fuck, you made a mess.” Shoto cooed, slowly dragging his fingers out of you as he watched your slick stick to him sloppily. At this point, he’s so hard you can clearly see the veins in his dick jumping out of his pants, his size making you wince in pain before he even entered you.

“Think you can take all of me, princess?” Shoto asked, throwing his contricting pants and boxers somewhere across the room, releasing his impressive size for you to see. You gulp but nod, licking your lips at the sight of him.

Shoto smirked at your reaction and pumped himself a few times before teasingly tapping the head of his dick against your clit, causing you to yelp from the sensitivity of your abused core.

“Pleaseee.” You whine, Shoto grabbing you by the neck and choking you almost to tell you to shut up and be patient. He wastes no time in plunging into you, the thickness of his dick stretching your walls with a delicious sting.

You claw at his back as he bottomed out, gasping sharply as he filled you completely.

“Am I hurting you?” Todoroki asked with what little sympathy he had left in his body. You shook your head no, moaning as he stayed still inside you.

“P-P-Please move..” you mewl, chewing your bottom lip. Shoto smirked and began rutting his hips into yours at a rough pace, not really caring if you adjusted to him or not. Hard slaps and the sound of your whiny moans filled the room as the headboard of his bed slammed against the wall, probably alerting the entire party downstairs.

You’re screaming now, a moaning mess beneath him as he split you wide open. As your eyes rolled to the back of your head, Shoto throws your legs over his shoulder and starts pounding into you.

He’s going to make sure you’re unable to walk straight for the rest of the week, marking you as his.

“Fuckkk, daddy. S-Slow down.” You pleaded only for Shoto to ignore you and continue his pace, laughing at the shocked and fucked out face you were pulling.

“Told you I wasn’t taking it easy on you. Did you forget already, princess?” Shoto breathed, moving his hands to rub shallow circles into your clit.

Your toes curled up tightly as your orgasm ripped through your body, your moans reaching a cresendo as your scream Shoto’s name.

He hissed as your walls fluttered around him, your pussy gripping him tightly as he fucked into you continuosly.

“I hope you didn’t think I was through with you just because I made you cum. I’m not done yet, doll.” Shoto muttered through your pathetic whines for him to slow down.

He cooed praises at you, a “good girl” here and a “you take my dick so well” there until his thrusts got rusty and sloppy; a sign he was close to cumming.

“Shittt, where do you want me to-“

“I-Inside m-mee! Fuck, cum inside me!” You shriek. And so he did, fucking his hot stickiness into you for a while as you both moan and pant. Shoto rode out your climaxes for a while before slowly pulling himself out as he watched his cum ooze out of your abused pussy.

As Shoto flopped on the bed next to you, you both stare up at the mirror on his ceiling. You’re both sweaty and your hair was a fucking mess from being tossed around the bed for what seemed like hours.

“Shit. Probably late as fuck by now. You wanna stay the night?” Shoto asked, taking your hand and famously kissing it once more. You smile and nod, unable to form coherent sentences as you feel yourself doze off.

Todoroki jumps from his bed and opened the door, screaming from the top of the stairs, “Oi! All you motherfuckers can fuck off home!Party’s over!” You laugh and throw a pillow at him.

“Don’t be so mean, Sho. Uh.. C-Can I call you Sho?” You ask embarrassed.

“You keep fucking me like that you can call me whatever you want, angel.” Shoto groans, grabbing you by your face and kissing you sweetly.

“Honestly, I wanna go again. You down?”

#bnha smut #bnha fanfiction #bnha x reader #bnha bakugo x reader #bnha imagines #bnha midoriya x reader #bnha todoroki x reader #bnha #bnha bakugo katsuki #bnha bakugou #bnha todoroki #bnha todoroki shoto #punk rock au!

[pitaparka]

don’t you wish

request: ur writing is so good i love ur fics :’) can u do a confessing feelings kiss with jj summary: jj is really upset you’re going to college. you hold him before you go. pairing: jj maybank x reader

word count: 1.4k warnings: sadness, fluff, reader getting ready for college a/n: this was really sweet to write. thank you for the request! keep em coming yall! Slowly but surely i will get to them all :) big love.

You didn’t want to chase him. He was being dramatic.

It would have been so much easier to let him go. To let him storm off.

But having that be the last time you see him before going off to college for the rest of the year? Not happening.

“Jay,” you call out, chasing him out the back door to John B.’s place. He wouldn’t care if you two were there when he was at work.

“Just fuck off. Go get ready.”

“I don’t want to leave you like this,” you say, and he stops.

“If you didn’t want to leave, you wouldn’t. You obviously want to go.”

“I have to go to college. What am I gonna do if I stay here? Mow lawns for kooks for the rest of my life, JJ—”

“The fuck is wrong with that? That’s probably what’s gonna happen to me! So what’s so bad about that—”

“You know I didn’t mean it like that, I just—”

“What’s so bad about staying together, huh? What’s so bad about being with your friends?”

“We’re teenagers, JJ! Do you really think…” You shouldn’t say what you’re thinking, not out loud.

“Think what?

You avoid his gaze. He’s fuming, hard lips and flared nostrils and really, really red ears.

“You think we’re gonna stay together for the rest of our lives, JJ?” You whisper.

You look up at him with sad eyes.

He shakes his head, a sad grin on his face.

“Wow. Alright. Tell me how you really feel—”

“No, you know what I’m saying,” you say, stepping closer to him.

“If you’re saying that you don’t think we could make it, you don’t think we could be friends for the rest of our lives just because you’re moving away to your fancy college, yeah. I do know what you’re saying. And I—I don’t fucking agree.”

“Don’t do this, JJ…”

Your shoulders feel heavy. There’s a knot in your stomach.

“Fuck, don’t you get it?”

“Obviously not, JJ! So why don’t you just tell me about it, instead of—”

“—You’re all I fucking have! I love you! Okay?” He turns from you with fervor and runs his hands through his hair before bringing them to rest on his hips, letting out a sigh and bringing eyes to the sky like he was asking for a reason this all was happening.

“JJ,” you say softly, “you know I love you too.”

He lets out a humorless laugh.

“And you know we can’t, because of—”

“—No pogue on pogue, right, and I don’t want to be the one who messes this up, because I fuckin’ mess everything up! God, dammit!”

You don’t know what to say. He’s so frustrated he collides his foot with a tree, bark flaking off the old oak, with it’s long curly limbs, having been around since you became friends. You used to climb that tree all the time, sit under that tree, sheltering yourselves from the hundred degree weather, talking about how you would build a tree-house with your own bare hands, just the five of you—The Pogues.

How your heart aches for a simpler time, where summer meant tubes of flavored ice and endless cartoons and learning to swim under the hot North Carolinian sun. Where summer didn’t mean you packing up your things and applying to colleges and trying to spend time with your friends who were always busy with jobs or scholarships, supporting themselves full time at sixteen years old. It hurt. Your face stings with unshed tears and you don’t want this to be the last time you see JJ. The last memory you make with him before you go off to some fancy college up North and never come back to the Outer Banks.

You come up from behind him and wrap your arms around him, resting your head on his back. He doesn’t know whether to pull away or lean into it, so he tenses up under your touch.

“You’re the one I go to, man…” he whimpers.

You hold him a little bit tighter.

“You… you help me out. You’re the one who… what am I gonna do without you?”

You two listen to the birds in the trees and feel the warmth of each other.

You pull away after a minute, and your eyes dart around the place before you meet him. His eyes are glossy and dangerously full.

“I don’t want you to leave us,” he mumbles, and his face scrunches up like he’s trying not to cry, but a single perfect tear runs down his cheek. He goes to wipe it away with the back of his hand, but you beat him to it.

He sniffs loudly, hands by his side as you caress his cheeks with your thumbs, wiping away tears and as soon as his eyes become too intense, the sadness there palpable in the atmosphere, you rest your forehead on his cheek, and he cries.

You can’t help but plant soft, inaudible kisses to his face, where the tears are. You bury your nose into his neck and feel your own tears, hot on your cheeks, soak into his shirt.

You pull back to rest your forehead against his, and he leans into you, making it easier.

But he keeps leaning in. And keeps leaning in. Until there’s nowhere else to go, but you don’t really want to be anywhere else and his lips are so close and he smells like honey and boy cologne and mint so you close your eyes and kiss him.

His lips are salty from the tears, but there are nerves in your lips you’ve never felt before. JJ cups your face and you cup his and he’s crying and you’re crying and you never want the kiss to end.

There’s pressure and warmth and butterflies that are landing and taking off in your stomach because this is JJ, your JJ, the same JJ you grew up with and teased and cried to and laughed with. The boy you love more than anything. The boy you would do anything for.

You wish you could preserve the memory of kissing JJ, his skin wet and lips raw from all the biting he does to them.

It’s hard to pull away from him, knowing it would be the last time. You rest your head on his shoulder and he holds you tighter than he’s ever held you before in his life. Harder than the time you broke your arm riding his bike. Harder than the first time his dad hit him. Harder than when you came back from your first vacation away from him. Harder than the time you had your first breakup. Harder than the time you found out you had gotten into the college of your dreams.

You count down from 10 in your head, and when you reach zero, it’s over. He lets out a shaky breath and wipes the remaining tears from his face before he shoves his hands into his pockets.

You both smile sadly, you down at his shoes, but he’s smiling at you, his eyes glossy. He wants to never forget this moment between you two. He can only hope you’ll come back for him, come back for your childhood friends. Your home. Your boys (and girl).

“I guess this is it,” he says, finally.

You try to look him in the eye, but you notice something.

There’s a single eyelash on his cheek.

“Wait,” you say, and pick it up for him.

“Make a wish,” you encourage, holding it in front of his face.

He looks between you and the eyelash.

Usually he doesn’t believe in that type of thing.

Though instead of his usual protest, he surprises you.

He closes his eyes, and makes his wish, blowing the eyelash off your thumb.

He opens his eyes, smiling.

“D’you know... do you want to know what I wished for?” He asks. He pulls you into his chest and tears start to well up in your eyes again.

“No,” you laugh, sniffling, “Then it won’t come true, dummy.”

“I don’t care if it comes true or not… I know it’s going to come true.”

“I don’t want to know your wish!” You cry into his shoulder. You feel him shudder with laughter.

He traces patterns on your back, his head resting on your shoulder, his ear pressed up against yours, his clean shaven face pressing into your jaw.

“I love you.”

“I love you too, JJ.”

#jj maybank #jj maybank x reader #jj maybank outerbanks #jj maybank x you #jj maybank x y/n #rudy pankow #rudy pankow x reader #rudy pankow imagine #outerbanks #outer banks #outerbanks imagine #outer banks imagine #obx imagine #obx x reader #chase stokes #john b #kie obx #pope obx #jj maybank imagine #jj maybank imagines #jj maybank fluff #fluff #angst

[mar1garden]

At First Sight

okay. so i DID say i dont rly write non-daminette maribat ships but im SO WEAK FOR SOULMATES that i just couldnt turn down this request. so here yall go first time writing timari (WARNING: THIS IS ANGSTY UNTIL LIKE. THREE QUARTERS OF THE WAY THROUGH. IM SO SORRY BUT LIKE. YEA SORRY) (WARNING TWO: I PUT SO MUCH SUGAR IN HERE. IM SORRY. THERE IS SO FUCKIN MUCH) @minightrose hope you like it fjdhhdj

Marinette was used to the whispers behind her back. She was the only member of her class without a soulmark, after all. It was to be expected.

Chloe had, when they were younger, made sure everyone knew that Marinette was unmarked. She’d said it meant Marinette didn’t have a soulmate, that she was unlovable. Though she’d always tried to brush off others’ comments, it still hurt. The words pierced deep, and on that day Marinette decided that if she was to be unloved, no one around her would ever feel that way.

She took time every day to make sure someone around her felt uplifted. She brought treats, made gifts, talked with people who were alone. Chloe was cruel to her still, telling her that pretending to be nice would never change her. Telling her that, no matter what she did, she would never have a soulmate.

After so many years, Marinette began to believe her.

When she became Ladybug, her world changed. She had always stood up for others, never herself. But something about defeating a giant stone monster that used to be your classmate makes it easier to stand up for yourself, and so she did. Marinette, once a timid but kind presence, retained her kindness, shedding all of the timidity that once defined her.

She quickly became friends with the new kids, especially after Alya stood up for her and Adrien apologized about the gum. Her, Alya, Adrien, and Nino became close friends. It was one afternoon in the beginning weeks of spring that found the four of them hanging out in the park near the bakery. Chloe had walked over, a malicious smile on her face.

“You know what I just realized, Dupain-Cheng?” she asked without preamble. “These two don’t know about you!” she added, gesturing to Alya and Adrien. The two looked between her and Marinette, who was quickly paling. 

“Chloe, don’t, please-” she protested, standing up quickly. She adopted a pleading look, her eyes wide and scared. Chloe simply laughed.

“Adrikins, Cesaire, did you know that our resident little goody-two-shoes here has no soulmate? That’s right! She’s unlovable, isn’t that right?” Laughing, Chloe walked away as Marinette wrapped her arms around herself.

She looked like she was trying physically to hold herself together. Her eyes were downcast, pooling with tears. She was unlovable. Why had she thought otherwise? She had no soulmark. She had no soulmate. Alya and Adrien would leave her, would think she was a freak like everyone else did. Nino would leave her too; he had only become her friend because there was safety in numbers. She would be alone again, she would be all alone-

Her train of thought was cut off when arms wrapped around her gently. She wrenched her eyes open to see a familiar blue t-shirt. She hugged Nino back, letting the tears stream down her face. More arms wrapped around her and she recognized Alya’s hands where they rested around Nino’s shoulders. When Adrien joined the group hug, Marinette allowed herself to smile. Her friends weren’t going to leave her. Her friends were by her side.

A year later, a new new girl had joined their class. Marinette feared repercussions when she told her to stop lying, but Lila never followed through on her threat. Two weeks after she’d declared war on Marinette, Chloe had told the class that Lila didn’t have a soulmark either. After class, Marinette had found Lila and told her she was also unmarked. Lila confessed to Marinette that her soulmark had disappeared when she was young, that her soulmate had died before she’d even had a chance to meet them. She cried in Marinette’s arms, and Marinette had readily comforted her.

The next day, when Marinette came in with personalized macarons for everyone, Lila looked at her with an odd mix of gratitude, surprise, and hope. The two became friends after that, baked goods and shared struggle helping Marinette connect to Lila.

When Marinette won the class a trip to Gotham for their end-of-year trip, the first people she told were Alya and Lila. The class found out soon after, but for a moment, the three of them were the only ones who knew. 

On the plane, they discussed plans. All of them slept a bit, just so the jetlag wouldn’t be too bad when they got to America. Marinette slept soundly, knowing she had the horse miraculous in her pocket in case of emergency. 

Wayne Enterprises was beautiful, and Marinette had to catch up to the class multiple times because she got sidetracked sketching out ideas for WE inspired outfits. At the end of the tour, they were going to meet the young CEO of the company. All of them were excited; he was just over their age and was already running his own company? He must be a genius!

What they were not expecting to see was a sleep-deprived teenager holding three cups of coffee. They were expecting it even less when he downed all three of them in around four seconds. He blinked his eyes open and swept his gaze over the class. When his eyes met Marinette’s, they both felt a shock go through them.

Wow, her eyes are really blue. Better keep her away from B, he might adopt her.

<<Wait, what? I didn’t think that!>>

I didn’t think that. Wait-

“Miss Bustier? I need to go to the bathroom, is there one on this floor?” Marinette asked, panic kicking in. How could she hear this kid’s thoughts? How could he hear hers? What if he heard something he shouldn’t?

The CEO spoke up. “There is. I can show you where it is, if the class is okay with waiting for a minute.” His voice sounded the same as it had in her mind. He walked over to her and took her arm gently, walking with her towards the restroom.

As soon as they were out of earshot of anyone, he quietly answered her unspoken question. “I’m your soulmate,” he said unprompted. Marinette blinked owlishly at him.

“But-”

“That’s impossible? You don’t have a soulmark, so you can’t have a soulmate? That’s not quite true. I don’t have a mark either, so I looked it up when I realized I wasn’t going to develop a mark. There are intangible marks, though they’re very rare. This is one of them. That said,” he turned to her, now that they were out of the class’s line of sight. 

That said, he repeated, if you don’t want a soulmate, we can pretend this never happened.

She shook her head furiously. Of course I want a soulmate! I just can’t believe it. Oh my god. I have a soulmate!!

He looked at her curiously. Before, you were thinking in French. Are you thinking in English on purpose now? he asked, taking her hand gently between his.

Marinette blinked. No, I guess I just heard you and switched. It felt easier than trying to translate. Why?

It’s just, he replied, you sound so lovely speaking French.

Marinette turned bright red as the two went back to the group.

#roserose #sorry this has very little actual timinette #its mostly angst #sorryyyyyyyyyy #timinette #timari #marinette dupain cheng #ml marinette dupain cheng #ml marinette #ml alya cesaire #alya cesaire #ml alya #ml nino lahiffe #nino lahiffe #ml nino #adrien agreste #ml adrien agreste #ml adrien #adrien sugar #feels weird to be writing that #ml lila rossi #lila rossi #ml lila #lila sugar #class sugar #alya sugar #chloe bougeois #ml chloe #ml chloe bougeois #chloe salt

[jiracheer]

Ya know who it is, it be 🧊, back again with anotha request~ But this time it's gonna be spicyyyyyyy ;3c || Hcs/Drabble for mutual masturbation with Daichi 😳😳😳

✨ a/n: 🧊 ANON 😭!!!!! IVE MISSED U SM DOLL 🥺 how r u!! I hope ur okay!! Thank u for returning to me with this rq I’ve been thinking abt it for DAYS 🥴 I kinda wrote this a bit weird?? idk dawg 😳

Fuck 12. Daichi ain’t no cop he’s a firefighter👨‍🚒

✨ warnings :: NSFW, mutual masturbation. Choking????

NSFW under the cut!

It was late in the evening when Daichi finally came home. The young man was fairly exhausted from a days work, but nevertheless was smiling at the thought of coming home to you. The two of you have been together for 6 years, and he was more than excited to spend the rest of his life with you.

“Hey Egg-“ An outstretched hand came to greet your cat who bumped her head affectionately against his hand. The two of you had adopted her a week after you had purchased your home. She was your little baby and the two of you spoiled her unnecessarily.

“You seen mommy?” He immediately took note of how quiet the house was, and normally he didn’t mind, but this time he did. He missed you and was hoping to walk into you singing while making some sort of snack in the kitchen.

Egg simply purred as Daichi scratched behind her ears, shaking her head with a ring of her collar before she’d stalk away into another room. He could already hear her scratching her scratching post.

Frowning, Daichi stood up with a grunt and took off his shoes and heavy jacket before stepping foot into the main room. He put his hands on his hips as he searched around, thick brows drawn together as he looked all over the place but you were nowhere to be found.

It wasn’t until he noticed yalls door to your room closed that he realized that you were probably in bed asleep or something.

Or so he thought.

“Y/n-“ Came the gentle coo of Daichi’s voice. It was laced with honey, a warmth to it as he turned the knob and pushed the door open. “Sorry to wake you, but I thought I’d let you know that I’m home-“

There you were with your legs spread open, toes curling with your back arching off the bed at you tried to reach that certain spot. Your fingers worked diligently to try to reach it, but you were short of an inch and you couldn’t help but whine and moan in agony.

He watched with wide eyes, and with a tent growing in his pants, as you cried out for him with your eyes screwed shut, clearly trying to envision it was him making you feel good. but your fingers weren’t as thick as his, and they certainly weren’t calloused or long.

You had been waiting for him to come back from work all day. You were extremely needy and felt hot and bothered ever since that very morning when he left you hanging on a thin thread after a very exciting kiss.

So obviously in order to get rid of that ache between your legs, you were going to finger yourself until you were satisfied

You didn’t even know Daichi had come home until you felt a hot hand make contact with the inside of your thigh. Your eyes snapping open and you looked up at him in terror, thinking it was some stranger, before you realized it was the cause of your horniness and you huffed.

“Y-You bastard... Do something!” You practically shrieked as he continued to stroke the inside of your thigh, shushing you with a kiss.

You began to roll up his dark grey shirt and pulled it off him, basking in his glory. You ran your hands down his chest as the smell of smoke and musk filled your senses. It was such a heavy scent that it left you light headed

“Hold on princess-“ Daichi gently pried your eager hands away from his pants, laughing at you when you practically thrashed back dramatically. He took off his pants and soon his boxers followed. You drooled at the sight of him, eager and ready to take him in your mouth, but once again you were stopped

His large hand made contact with your stomach, pushing you down with his expression darkening.

“I need you to lay back for me, princess. Be real good and do that for me, okay?” His tone had changed significantly, dropping an octave as his eyes practically fucked you.

All you could do was nod and lean back against the small hill of pillows. Your fingers danced over your skin as you waited for your next set of orders, but what you didn’t expect was for Daichi to spit in his hand and grab the base of his dick and begin to move in an upwards and downwards motion.

Your breath hitched as you watched, completely mesmerized by him. Your loving boyfriend. Your teddy bear, dad lookin headass boyfriend... Was straight up masturbating in front of you.

You were going to have a stroke

You barely heard his next set of commands until a hand grabbed onto your throat, squeezing it lightly as he brought your face closer to his.

“Baby girl, are you listening? Or are you too busy watching me imagining your tight cunt replacing my hand?” His nose pressed against your temple with his lips on your cheek bone, pressing tantalizing kisses that left you feeling even more wet.

“I-I’m listening.” You lied, “I just. I just didn’t catch on to what you were saying, Daichi.” You sounded so meek, so submissive, and Daichi just wanted to shove himself into you and fuck you into tomorrow.

“I said to touch yourself, baby. Touch yourself the way I do.” His lips were searing as they pressed against your neck, and you could hear the sloppy noises that came from him fist fuckin his own cock.

You couldn’t speak, all you could do was nervously rub a finger over your slit and you shuddered, mouth forming an ‘o’ at how easily you managed to slide a finger in. You felt Daichi’s stare burn into you as he watched you put one finger in, then two, then three, and with the fourth you struggled immensely.

“Come on, princess.” He urged you, his own pace growing as the seconds went by. He grunted and growled lowly, hips bucking forward to meet his hand, but most importantly, to follow your rhythm.

“C-Can’t.. It’s. It’s too much Dai!” You cried out as you finally pushed in the 4th finger, and you found yourself orgasming from the simple feeling. You pulled out of yourself and trembled, thighs vibrating from pure ectasty.

You thought it was all over until you let out a startled mewl, hands gripping the bedsheets as a familiar sting met your vagina. Daichi had situated himself between your legs, picking up what you couldn’t finish, and now you we’re paying the price. Your fluffy walls squeezed against his thick fingers, and your eyes rolled to the back of your head at the feeling.

“D-Dai... Please- No more, baby. Please!” You squealed as he practically thrusted his fingers into you at an inhuman speed, breasts bouncing at each thrust. You let out wanton moans that you were sure your neighbors would be able to hear, but you didn’t care for once.

Daichi focused entirely on you and your weeping cunt, watching as your fingers took him and didn’t want him to leave.

“God y/n... Shit.” He leaned forward to press a few kisses to your breasts, taking a nipple into his mouth, but he paused with a curse when your dainty hand grabbed ahold of his cock.

Pumping it, you tried to match your speed with his, but you would stop every so often to cry out in pleasure at his ministrations. You thumbed his slit and were barely able to cup his balls, and you could feel he was nearing the end with how desperately he was shoving his dick into your hand

“Daichi-“

“I know, baby. I know-“

It was a loud chorus of moans and names being chanted like a mantra. You were the first to cum, crying out as you did and you held onto Daichi as you orgasmed hard. Daichi was soon to follow and released onto your abdomen, hand, and bed.

Pants were shared with one another before the bed creaked, signaling you were done for and you pulled Daichi down with you. The two of you simply embraced one another, whispering sweet nothings as you shared a few tender kisses.

Meanwhile Egg was outside the room wondering when the hell her owners were going to feed her.

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[pettyprocrastination]

Hell is a Nine to Five Max Philips x Reader

Summary: Max Philips is your new boss at your hellscape of a job. He can’t help but be drawn to you and when he learns your lineage and last name (Harker) he fears this may put a dwindle on his plans. But it wouldn’t be a bad idea to ask you out though,,,right?

Chapter summary: Max doesn’t show up until next chapter this one is just set up about your place in the office environment. And for those who don’t know her last name is Harker as in Jonathan Harker from dracula. Don’t worry future chapters will be full of that sweet sweet tension and yearning. 

@ithinkhesgaybutwesavedmufasa​ this legend has fucking iconic writing and got me to watch bloodsucking bastards and HERE I AM. Please check out their stuff yall holy shit. 

“Yo Harker!”

Your eyes flicked away from your computer screen just in time to see your grinning blonde coworker push himself over to you in his cubicle chair with a flourish. “Mike is kicking my ass this round and I know somewhere under all that nerd there is a girl who loves video games, tap in?” He pointed to his own cubicle, his computer screen flashing with some video game that he and 90% other men on the floor were constantly playing. You knew this because no matter how loud your sales call was, you can always hear him scream profanities in agony when he inevitably gets killed by some other dumbass who should also be doing his job instead of playing video games like a fifteen year old with a rattail.

You feigned interest for a moment, before your focus went back to your screen, fingers tapping away on the too-damn-old-and-fucking-sticky-to-properly-work keyboard so you can finish this report that Mike was suppose to have done...Yesterday. 

“Hard pass.”

“Oh come on!” Tim pushed his chair closer to you so he could slump his head on your shoulder, but you remained focused on the task at hand. The task being doing your goddamn job which nobody on that floor seemed to do. “I've got to piss like a racehorse but if I drop this round I owe him fifty bucks!”

Okay. That got your attention. 

“Where the hell did you get fifty bucks?” You pushed yourself away from your tiny desk for a moment, wheely chair spinning to face him. “I know for a fact that not even ten fucking minutes ago you asked Evan if he could spot you a twenty so you could pay Dave for the NBA pool that you always lose.”

Tim opened his mouth for a moment before closing it with a huff. “You fucking suck, you know that Harker?”

“Love you too Tim.”

That’s how your work days went. 

Spend hours on end stuck in a windowless room, hunched over a computer from the fucking 90’s, doing not only your work, but the work of 70% of your coworkers who are too busy playing video games, gossiping, or watching porn to even pretend like they're doing their job. Occasionally Tim would try to pull you away to tag in for him on his video games, rate the new interns, or make fun of Evan during your lunch break.

Speaking of which. 

The fluorescent lighting wasn’t any less nauseating in the breakroom, but it offered you a slightly lower volume of the endless ringing of phones, piss poor marketing tactics used by your coworkers to convince people to buy whatever dogshit product you had to push for the week, and the oh-so-obnoxious shouts of Mike, who’s main purpose in life was to bully nine-year-olds who he played video games with. 

“That’s right you fucking pussy! I’m the king!”

Keyword: slightly lower volume. 

“All I’m saying is that you're one of the smartest people here.” Tim plunked himself down in the plastic chair to your right, while Andrew sat on your left. “You’re always doing work-”

“Because I’m at work.”

“-you can type without looking at your hands-”

“Really not that complicated of a skill but okay.”

“-And you're not easily distracted!”

“Because nothing in this hellhole is worth my attention.” You mumbled into your sandwich, which was then flung out of your grasp and onto the floor as Tim slapped you on the back with what you assumed was supposed to be gusto.

Five second rule maybe?

“Which is exactly why you-oh my bad sorry- but that is why you should team up with me and Andrew to kick Mike’s pimply ass!”

Andrew’s face scrunched up in disgust. “Dude. I agree with you but I could do without the description.”

You stood up to retrieve your fallen turkey on rye. Looks like you're going without lunch today “Yeah, I second that notion.”

“Listen I just think-”

Evan, your lanky acting sales manager walked into the breakroom with purpose, and coincidentally, right onto your lunch.

Yup. Definitely no saving that. 

“Hey Tim, have you started on the Phallicite presentation yet?”

Tim froze, stroking his chin in fake thought before letting out a sharp laugh “Yeah no.” Evan threw his head back and groaned. “Sorry buddy.”

“Come on man! Could you please, just this once-”

“I already did it.” You cut in, Evan turning to you, bagged eyes wide. 

“Wait, really?”

“Yeah.”

He blinked twice, then again before his mouth hung open.“Like..like the WHOLE presentation? All on your own?” 

You shrugged, shifting awkwardly from foot to foot in front of him as you waited for him to take his foot off your fucking sandwich. “Yeah. stayed overnight yesterday because I knew damn well Tim wasn’t gonna do it-”

“Rude but fair deduction Hark.”

“-so I pieced something together. I emailed it to you ten minutes ago. Now all you have to do is nail the actual presenting part.”

Relief washed over your not-acting-sales-manager-but-still-kind-of-sales-manager’s face. “Oh thank you so much Harker, really. That means a lot. If we land this then-”

Enough was enough.

“You're standing on my sandwich.”

“What?” Evan looked down at his feet and winced at the site of your squashed lunch under his shoe. “Shit. Sorry Harker.”

You gave your food one last wistful glance before shrugging. “It’s fine. My break is almost over anyway.”

“Harker.” Mike snorted. “I’m pretty sure you’re the only goddamn person who adheres to a timed lunch schedule. Just stay over! Who the fuck cares?”

You stuffed your water bottle back into the fridge before standing up straight. “This job may suck ass, but it’s the only one I have and I don’t feel like losing it. So I do what I can to keep it.”

You turned on your heel, their voices dying as you walked back to your desk. As you sat down, the hairs on your neck seemed to stand and a prickle went down your spine, you turned around to see if anything was out of the ordinary. 

Coworkers not doing their job? Check. 

Interns being taken advantage of? Check. 

Broken clocks still broken because it keeps employees from constantly seeing if it’s time to leave? Double check. 

You pushed your paranoia away and answered a sales call, though the feeling never truly left you until the work day was over and you were driving out of the parking lot. 

Notes: Anywhomst chapter one is just set up of your place in the work place, as well as relationship to the other characters. In future chapters their will be plenty of interaction between you and max, as well as a deeper look into your family line! Please don’t hesitate to send me reuquests and headcanons i need some fuckin interaction lmao

#max philips #max phillips x reader #pedro pascal #x reader #bloodsucking bastards #imagine

[theycallmegothboy]

1-100 >:DDDD REVENGE!!!

FELIXXXXXXXXXXXX >:(( 1. Spotify, SoundCloud, or Pandora?  -spotify  2. is your room messy or clean? -it’s pretty messy i guess  3. what color are your eyes? -blue and grey

4. do you like your name? why? -yeah it’s fine 5. what is your relationship status? -single 6. describe your personality in 3 words or less -certified intrusive thot 7. what color hair do you have? -brown and rn it’s red 8. what kind of car do you drive? color? -i dont have a car 9. where do you shop? -hot topic, goodwill, target 10. how would you describe your style? -comfy emo 11. favorite social media account -of mine, probably discord or youtube 12. what size bed do you have? -twin >:(( 13. any siblings? -i have 1.5 brothers  14. if you can live anywhere in the world where would it be? why? -probably vancouver, idk canada seems lit 15. favorite snapchat filter? -i like the one with devil horns and a tail but its cute 16. favorite makeup brand(s) -i dont wear makeup 17. how many times a week do you shower? -i used to shower every day, but i dont do anything that gets me dirty so like maybe 3 times but if i leave the house then i shower 18. favorite tv show? -stranger things 19. shoe size?  -8 or 9 20. how tall are you? -5′6 with shoes >:(( 21. sandals or sneakers? -sneakers wtf 22. do you go to the gym? -lol no 23. describe your dream date -making some pie or something together and then eating the pie and then sitting on some rooftop looking at stars 24. how much money do you have in your wallet at the moment? -quite a bit actually but i’m saving up for a phone lol so soon it will be like maybe 10 dollars lmao 25. what color socks are you wearing? -not wearing socks but the ones i had earlier were white (ankle length) 26. how many pillows do you sleep with? -just one but it sucks 27. do you have a job? what do you do? -NO BUT IM TRYING TO GET A JOB BUT THE FUCKIN PEOPLE THERE ARE GHOSTING ME AND WONT REPLY TO MY EMAILS SO LIKE SBJHBJS 28. how many friends do you have? -like 4 lmao 29. whats the worst thing you have ever done? -idk nothing super bad but i do a lot of small shit that makes me feel guilty when i realize what i did 30. whats your favorite candle scent? -juniper rosewood 31. 3 favorite boy names -leo, clay, charlie 32. 3 favorite girl names -ivy, uh... idk thats all ive got 33. favorite actor? -no clue 34. favorite actress? -no clue 35. who is your celebrity crush? -not a celeb but i’d smash danny phantom 36. favorite movie? -nightmare before christmas or edward scissorhands 37. do you read a lot? whats your favorite book? -no, but my fav book is probably the prince and the pauper? idk 38. money or brains? -CASH MONEYYYY jk probably brains but if your entire personality is being “smart” like fuck off lmao   39. do you have a nickname? what is it? - a bunch of people call me son (see #49, #100), some call me rat, dumdum, goth boy

40.how many times have you been to the hospital? -just once i think when i was birthed. i also went once with my brother cause he kicked some scissors i left out on the floor and it sliced his toe the fuck open and he needed stitches and i watched him get the stitches and almost passed out :/ 41. top 10 favorite songs -please dont make me do this i dont have it in me 42. do you take any medications daily? -yea i take 20mg of vyvanse but i need to get it raised to 30 cause 20 is Not Enough 43. what is your skin type? (oily, dry, etc) -i got some dry fuckin skin yall dont even know 44. what is your biggest fear?  -it depends. the dark is a pretty constant one though 45. how many kids do you want? -like 2 or 3 eventually 46. whats your go to hair style? -in my face, looking stupid 47. what type of house do you live in? (big, small, etc)  -it’s pretty small 48. who is your role model? -i dont fuckin know lmao  49. what was the last compliment you received? - “i belive in you, my son, you’re an amazing human being“ (same friend mentioned in #100, not actually a parent of mine) 50. what was the last text you sent? -”no it’s a raccoon“ YOU GET NO CONTEXT LMAO 51. how old were you when you found out santa wasn’t real? -i dont think i ever hardcore believed in him, maybe i did though i remember sleeping under the tree one christmas eve waiting for him but i was like “oh yeah that makes sense“ i guess 52. what is your dream car?  -i honestly dont give a shit as long as it actually fucking works 53. opinion on smoking? -cigarettes? fuck no that’s nastyyy. weed? that’s fine i guess but wait till you’re like 18.  54. do you go to college? -no. am sophomore n highschool 55. what is your dream job?  -musician/palentologist 56. would you rather live in rural areas or the suburbs?  -fuck the suburbs lmao, but also im tired of rural, so like.. semi urban?? 57. do you take shampoo and conditioner bottles from hotels?  -no but i take the little soaps >:)) 58. do you have freckles?  -yes 59. do you smile for pictures? -awkwardly, yes 60. how many pictures do you have on your phone?  -dont have a phone but i have like 12 on my computer currently. 4 are of me, the rest are of my cat or random shit 61. have you ever peed in the woods?  -yes 62. do you still watch cartoons?  -cartoons these days kinda suck but like if they were good fuck yeah i would like gravity falls can come hang yknow? 63. do you prefer chicken nuggets from Wendy’s or McDonalds? -i had nuggets from mcdonalds today so i guess them? i dont really care 64. Favorite dipping sauce?  -i got sweet and sour but i dont like it that much. that schezuan sauce was great 65. what do you wear to bed?  -wouldnt you like to know? ;))  66. have you ever won a spelling bee?  -NO ive only been in two. the first one i misspelled the word “turmoil“ cause i had never heard it before and the second one i spelled the word “owed“ as “ode“ cause i was thinking like ode to joy and then i felt like a big Fool afterwards :(( 67. what are your hobbies? -lol what hobbies 68. can you draw?  -i am physically able to draw, but not well, no 69 (haha). do you play an instrument? -yeah i play a few 70. what was the last concert you saw?  -i saw Chicago in either georgia or tennessee i cant remember in like 2016 71. tea or coffee? -hot coffee, iced tea. NOT the other way around. (i love both though) 72. Starbucks or Dunkin Donuts? -starbucks 73. do you want to get married? -sure why not 74. what is your crush’s first and last initial? -dont have a crush 75. are you going to change your last name when you get married?  -idk maybe 76. what color looks best on you?  -i dont know but i wear black a lot and that’s pretty dope 77. do you miss anyone right now? -yeah  78. do you sleep with your door open or closed? -closed 79. do you believe in ghosts? -on the fence. not 100% “oh my god look at these gHoSt oRbS i need to sage my house!!!“ but i accept that there’s some things i wont understand about the world and that i have no answers to. i wouldnt be surprised if there are, and i wouldnt be surprised if there aren’t. 80. what is your biggest pet peeve? -whatever my adhd decides i viscerally hate with a firey passion right at that moment  81. last person you called -my brother (the 1 of the 1.5 from #13 and the one who sliced his toe in #40) 82. favorite ice cream flavor?  -chocolate is dope 83. regular oreos or golden oreos?  -regular double stuff. if you say golden, mint, peppermint, or thin oreos i’m gonna have to euthanize you, i dont make the rules.  84. chocolate or rainbow sprinkles? -rainbow cause it’s prettier  85. what shirt are you wearing?  -queen shirt from hot topic 86. what is your phone background? -i didnt get a phone between question 60 and now but my computer one is some mountains with the moon in the background 87. are you outgoing or shy? -really depends on who i’m around 88. do you like it when people play with your hair? -YES FUCK AAAAAAA (this girl played with my hair literally once in middle school and i was like oh shit and i had a crush on her until the end of middle school true story,,, so ashley if you’re out there-) 89. do you like your neighbors? -to the left they’re fine and their dog is nice but idk what happened to the horses so that’s sus but that’s where our cat came from so they can hang  guess, behind me they’re fine but their boys are loud, to the right they’re fine, and even further to the right are the dope neighbors and waaaaaaaaaay far to the right is a llama and he’s dope as hell 90. do you wash your face? at night? in the morning? -whenever the fuck i remember to/have the energy 91. have you ever been high?  -i dont think so but i wouldnt put it past myself 92. have you ever been drunk?  -not that i can remember, no 93. last thing you ate?  -sloppy joe from a can 94. favorite lyrics right now -”not gonna waste my life, cause i’ve been fucked up“ 95. summer or winter?  -fall. fuck you 96. day or night?  -night but i like it when it’s actually night and it doesnt get dark at like 4 fucking pm cause that makes me depressed 97. dark, milk, or white chocolate? -dark is good, milk is fine, white is only suitable for fancy stripes on chocolate covered strawberries 98. favorite month?  -i vibe with september 99. what is your zodiac sign -sagittarius (was almost a scorpio but i was holding out >:))) 100. who was the last person you cried in front of?  -in person, my mom like 6 months ago, on a discord call, my friend (i love you by the way, you’re the best,,, i dont think he has tumblr but im just putting it out there) like a month or so ago. i hate crying in front of people, i turn into such a hyperventilating snot monster which is not suitable for human gaze and thats the real tea :/

felix this took like 2 hours of my life i will never get back i hate you and i hope you’re happy with what you’ve done <3 <3

also anyone who wants to stalk me, enjoy this information that im handing to you on a silver platter :)) <3

[firelord-frowny]

so like?? at my bestfrands wedding a couple months ago all the bridesmaids had to wear 4 inch heels and if you know me AT ALL you know i do not ever wear anything that i think is even slightly uncomfortable, like, i will show up at an event looking busted as a motherfucker before i EVER wear something uncomfortable, but im like, noooooo, i love my bestestfrand so i will do this For Her and it’ll be fine 

IT WASN’T FINE 

that shit! was THE MOST PAIN!! i have ever! had to be in! EVER! oh my god! oh my god! It was AWFUL! And like?? I avoided putting on the shoes until the very last second, like, i waited until right we were all about to walk into the lil Getting Married Room and i was ALREADY dying like 15 seconds later omfg and each step was like a fuckin sledgehammer being pounded into my toes and im just smiling this ridiculous, plastic looking smile that says SOMEBODY PLEASE KILL ME and omfg then i had to link arms with one of the groomsmen and he was walking SLIGHTLY TOO FAST and im like bro i am DYING please SLOW DOWN 

but then we finally got to where we were supposed to stand and im like, ok, im just standing now, this will be fine

IT WASN’T FINE 

so, the groom comes down the aisle and my bestest frand comes down the aisle and im like CAN YALL PLEASE SPRINT OMG MY FEET ARE GOING TO FALL OFF but noooo i keep standing there with my HELP ME smile and then like!!

the fuckin!! Officiant!! TOOK HER SWEET ASS TIME PERFORMING THE CEREMONY omg!!! She’s like, 

“Ladies........... and gentlemen................... we! are gathered......... here today............. to... celebrate!!!” 

and im like! ARREEEE YOOOOUUUUU KIDDING MEEEEEE!!!!!

and I was just highkey panicking inside because i WAS NOT convinced that i was going to make it through the ceremony omfg I forreal thought there was a ONE HUNDRED PERCENT CHANCE that i was gonna just drop to my knees in agony and ruin the whole fucking wedding oh my god oh my GOD i cannot even TELL YOU!!! THE AMOUNT!!! OF WILLPOWER!!!! IT TOOK FOR ME TO NOT JUST DIE RIGHT THERE IN THE MIDDLE OF THE WEDDING OH MY GODDDDDD. 

And then finally, 906 billion decades later, the ceremony is over and im SCREAMING INSIDE and then i had to walk out with everybody and the pain gts SO MUCH WORSE bc now that my feet are moving again, blood and sensation are rushing back to my toes and i wanted to SHRIEK IN DESPAIR but i DIDN’T but the groomsman i was walking with was like “are you okay” and i was like “definitely not :)” and then FINALLLYYYYYYYY we made it out of the lil Getting Married Room and i just IMMEDIATELY got down on the floor and snatched those damn shoes on my feet SO FAST 

and my bestestfrands huuuusband was like “oh shit are you okay” and i was like “NO BUT ITS FINE :)” and then i spent the entire rest of the evening barefoot. 

the moral of this story is that my love for my bestfrand knows no bounds, AND that if anyone on the face of the earth EVER asks me to wear high heels, i am just going to tell them that i have a Foot Condition and thatt i CANNOT. 

[iamknicole]

Heartbreak Pt. 1

Bloodline Family Series

Koda, Eli and Milo sat in the living room of their campus side apartment eating and watching a football game. They finally had a whole day off from football practice and had used it to work out a bit and lie around.

"When Aunni come back in town, Uce?" Koda asked Milo from his spot on the floor.

"Next week I think."

Eli sat quietly staring at his phone while Koda and Milo went on talking about their girlfriends. Usually he would come in, happy to have any chance to talk about Nola. But he was distracted by a live he found on Instagram from two days ago after their football game.

"The hell you doin over there," Milo asked laughing.

Eli shook his head. "Lookin at a video. Yall said some?"

Koda got ready to catch him up but someone knocked on their door, he hopped up to go get it. While Koda was at the door eli hurried and sat next to Milo giving his phone into his face.

"Look at this shit, Lo. I dunno how we ain't see this."

Milo took the phone confused. He watched a little longer and started to frown.

"Is that who I think it is?" He asked.

"Yup. I wasn't sure at first but then I saw that stupid ass unicorn tattoo. And look who else is in the it."

Milo covered his mouth, cursing lowly to himself. "That's the quarterback from Auburn ain't it?"

"And two of the wide receivers. That's some bullshit." Eli fussed.

Milo shook his head as he handed his cousin back his phone. "We gotta tell him when he come back in here. We can't let nobody else tell him."

Koda came back into their living room holding Parker's hand, smiling. She waved happily at his cousins.

"Hey, Lo. Hey, Eli. Did I interrupt ya'll?" She asked looking at their faces.

Eli rolled his eyes at her, "Yeah, ya did and still are."

"Chill, E," Milo whispered. "We need to talk to Koda though. Do you mind?"

Looking at his cousins strangely for a second then turned to Parker, who looked confused, Koda asked her to wait for him in his room. She nodded then leaned up to kiss him but Eli stopped her.

"Bye, Parker. You'll see him in a second, no need for that."

"Oookay. I'll be in the room then."

Koda waited until he heard his door close before he started to fuss at his cousins.

"The hell was that? Yall been with me all day."

"We really need to talk to you, Ko," Milo told him softly.

"It better be important especially for E to have a attitude. And don't talk to her like that again, E. Forreal, cousin or not."

Eli shrugged. "That's doable cause I won't see her again after tonight."

Koda stepped closer to him, "You got something you need to say, Uce?"

Eli stood then Milo. He got between them, pushing them back a bit. "E, cut it out. You're issue is not with him. And, Ko, just chill."

Koda nodded trying to calm himself down. "What we need to talk about?"

Milo had them both sit down, with him in between them. He grabbed Eli's phone, unlocked it and passed it to Koda. He laughed when it started.

"This shit couldn't wait till later?" He asked laughing passing the phone back. Eli pushed it back telling him to keep watching. His face started to frown up again. "What the fuck?"

"Exactly! That bitch dirty, I been tellin you shit wasn't addin up, Ko." Eli said just as angry.

Koda looked away from the phone, taking deep breaths. "Can't fuckin believe this fuckin hoe."

"Aight let's calm down with the names. We're upset but let's not." Milo told them.

Eli sucked his teeth in Milo's direction. "Fuck that. She don't get to do that shit and get my respect, fuck her, Lo."

Koda got up from the sofa, his hands swinging at his side, his cousins stood behind him. "Come 'ere, Parker!"

"That's right," Eli nodded.

"Just calm down."

Milo was the angel on his left shoulder, trying to calm Koda down. Then there was Eli, the demon on his right shoulder, hyping his cousin up. Slowly, Parker emerged from one of the back bedrooms. She took a look at Koda's body language and face and frowned.

"Why're you lookin at me like that? What's wrong?"

"Ima ask you one time. You got something you wanna tell me, Parker?"

She looked at his cousins then him shaking her head. "No, I don't. Why?"

"Wrong answer," Eli spat.

"So you ain't fuck ole dude from Auburn?"

"Dudes," Milo added quickly.

Koda cut his eyes at Milo briefly then back at Parker waiting for her answer.

"Baby," she whined stepping closer to him, "I was mad at you and I wasn't thinking, I just did it. It was a mistake. I'm sorry."

Milo shook his head. "Sorry is a sorry ass word."

"What I do to you that bad to piss you off that you go and do that shit and put it on live? Cause you knew I would see it." Koda asked with a huff.

Parker started to cry, or was trying to, and grabbed his hands which he snatched away "I don't remember, Ko. It's not important."

"It is important, Parker! What the fuck did I do to you? Huh?" He yelled moving closer to the short girl. "I've never cheated on you, lied to you, talked to you crazy. I've been faithful to you. I take care of you, buy you whatever you want, take you wherever you want. What did I do?"

Milo started to pull Koda back but Eli stopped him. He knew Koda wouldn't go too far, he was just upset. It was pissing Koda off even more that she wasn't talking.

"Speak, girl!" He yelled making her jump.

"I was upset that you didn't wanna come out with me," she explained softly.

Koda laughed bringing his hands up near her face. "Are you serious right now? You forreal? I had a fuckin game against the dudes you was fuckin that night! I played for quarters straight, the only break I had was the fifteen minutes during half time! I was fuckin tired, Parker."

"Baby, I'm sorry. I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Sir screamed in tears.

"Wait," he threw his hands up starting to think, "You came here after that party."

"Ah fuck," Eli whispered. He and Milo made eye contact, pulling Koda back when he went to lunge at Parker.

"Ya nasty ass came in here and kissed me in my fuckin mouth after that shit!" Koda fought against his cousins trying to get to her. "You disgustin ass bitch, I should fuckin kill you! What the fuck is wrong with you?"

Parker approached them crying, jumping back when Koda almost got loose. "Koda, please. I'm sorry."

"You need to leave, Parker." Milo spoke calmly still holding his cousin back.

Parker shook her head at him, not moving.

"No?" Eli asked in disbelief. "Get your shit and get the fuck out before I let this man go. I'm bout holdin him back for your sake, I'm doin it for his."

Running to Koda's bedroom, Parker got her purse and shoes then ran out of the apartment. Milo and Eli let their cousin go, trusting he wouldn't follow her out the door. He turned to them with tears in his eyes and his hands at his hips.

"I been with her since we was 16, bruh. Four years. Four years of nothing but being good to her ass. And she does that foul shit cause I ain't wanna go to a fuckin party, dawg. What the fuck?"

Eli moved closer to him, feeling bad for his cousin. "Its gon be aight, cuz. I know you love her but its gon be aight."

Koda hated to cry but he couldn't stop it. He tucked his lips to keep any noise in that might have passed his lips. Milo pulled him into a hug. Hugging Koda the same way Jey used to hug him. Eli joined the hug after seeing Koda's shoulders bouncing and hearing his ragged breathing.

"Its okay to cry, Ko," Milo assured him. "Let it out."

#bloodline family series #ro & kandice #roman & kandice #Koda #Milo #Eli

[faketextstuff]

The Arrangement pt6

Summary:: You’ve never imagined yourself being a sugar baby but because of some playful friends and a stroke of luck, you find yourself with a man who is apparently willing to give you the moon and stars. The only problem is, no strings attached. Don’t catch feelings, don’t fall for a man who thinks money can solve all your issues and doesn’t want commitment.

Warnings:: SEXUAL TENSION!!!!!

Pairing:: Yoongi x Reader

A/N:: I’m sorry for the lack of updates and please forgive typos. I did this on my phone. I gave yall a little treat at the end for being so sweet and waiting on me! <3 Love ya’ll and please let me know what you think about this chapter!

Today had been a whirlwind! One moment you're at work quitting your job and now you're standing in front of a huge full length mirror dressed in a very beautiful cocktail dress from none other than the Gucci store.

"Hmm.." the voice from behind you hummed out in though as a tall figure stalked around you, eying the way the dress hung to the right curves of your body and flattered all of your assets perfectly. "This is nice but it doesn't pop as much as it could." That voice belonged to none other than world known fashion designer Kim Taehyung.

Today had been like a dream. Shopping with a famous fashion designer after the two of you took in an afternoon at a high class spa getting massages and pampered. You were completely surprised at how easy Taehyung was to talk to. He was very childlike and had an aura of innocence that warmed your heart. However right now he was in complete work mode, his face was stern and his expression unreadable as he made try on dress after dress. The red dress was too loose. The navy blue one was ugly, the purple one didnt compliment your skin tone, the white one made you look too young. Dress after dress he nixed until now.

You felt beautiful in the black cocktail dress and somehow felt confident. "I like this one though." You muttered out, almost scared of what Taehyung's response would be.

He fell silent for a moment before stepping around in front of you. "I see you're not one for flashy dresses?" He smiled warmly before reaching out to smooth out the dress. "I suppose this one will pass once we doll you up with some simple jewelry and some nice heels."

You felt a wave of relief wash over you that he didnt criticize your opinion. "Do I really need jewelry?"

For a moment, Taehyung looked offended. "Of course! You're going out with the boss, you need to look as good as possible on his arm. You want people to look at you with jealously and awe."

"I dont care what others think of me, I just dont want to embarrass Yoongi." You answered honestly while doing a twirl in front of the mirror.

Taehyung smiled watching you and with a playful sigh nodded his head. "Fine, but I'm still going to do your hair and makeup. I was told to make sure you get the five star pamper treatment."

"Fine, who am I to deny Kim Taehyung a makeover opportunity." You chuckled softly.

"I have a new doll!" Taehyung squealed excitedly and glanced over towards the sales rep that had been assisting you both the whole day. "We'll take this dress, we need heels to match and we will wear them out." His tone switched from playful to business in 0.2 seconds when talking to the rep. You could tell how serious he was about this and it was kind of exciting for you to witness.

You felt a bit uneasy about using Yoongi's card to pay for such an expensive dress but you didnt have the funds to pay for such a dress and shoes. In your mind you began putting together ideas on how you could pay him back for all the kindness he had been showing you today. He had said it was part of the sugar baby contract but you still felt uneasy about receiving all this treatment. You swiped the card with an uneasy expression which caused Taehyung to giggle softly from beside you.

"Not used to spending so much?" He asked watching your brow crease as you signed the receipt.

"That obvious?" You chuckled as the clerk handed you a bag full of the clothes and shoes you had worn in.

"A bit. Dont show that in front of Boss or he'll just spoil you even more. To be honest you're the first on I've ever seen hesitate so much using his credit card. Most of the others swiped it so much I was surprised the card didnt burst into flames."

You chuckled as Taehyung grabbed the bag from you and began escorting you out of the store. "I'm not one of those girls. I never had a lot growing up so I dont think I'll ever get used to spending this kind of money."

"You're definitely different from the others but that's a good thing. I think you're what Boss needs right now. Hes under a lot of stress so I think you will be a breath of fresh air for him." Taehyung nodded opening the door for you.

The moment you stepped out you were blinded by a storm of bright flashing lights. "There she is! Are you Y/F/N?" You almost stumbled back as a group of reporters and photographers surrounded you.

"What is your relationship with Min Yoongi?"

"Is it true you are dating?"

"How did you meet?"

"If you are dating him, why are you out with Kim Taehyung?"

Question after question was more or less screamed into your face. You only stood there like a deer in headlights as you ducked your head to avoid the assault of flashing lights. You were about to run back into the store but Taehyung wrapped a protective arm around you and placed his hand in front of your face.

"Y/N, this way." Taehyung yelled over the crowd and began pulling you through the crowd and quickly down the street. This action sent the reporters into a frenzy and they didnt hesitate to begin chasing you down the street. Taehyung grabbed your hand and you two more or less took off into a sprint. You stumbled a bit in the new heels but you kept up with him as best you could.

As you both rounded the corner, a black SUV pulled up next to you, the window rolled down and you glanced over at the driver and saw a young handsome guy driving. "Get in!" He called as he pulled to an abrupt stop. You hesitated but Taehyung flung the back door open and quickly ushered you inside.

You slid across the plush seats as Taehyung jumped in beside you and slammed the door shut. "Go Jungkook!" He called as the reporters still tried to snap pictures of the both of you. You recognized the name Jungkook as one of the names Jimin had put into your phone. He was one of Yoongi's bodyguards.

You were panting harshly as Jungkook sped off down the street, leaving the reporters behind. "Fuckin' vultures." Jungkook growled glancing in the rear-view mirror. "Are ya'll alright? I came as soon as I heard reporters were scouting the store."

"How did they know where we were so fast?!" Taehyung panted, leaning back in his seat.

"How do you think? That cockroach has Y/N being tailed."

You felt your blood run cold as you remembered the encounter earlier at your former job. The snobby woman's face popping into your head. "Caroline?" You asked glancing over yo Taehyung.

Both men fell silent and exchanged quick glances. "Yoongi told me about her today. Let's just say I've already met her." You forced a small chuckle and glanced down at your newly painted nails. "She seemed 'lovely'." You muttered, voice laced with sarcasm.

Jungkook chuckled and turned his gaze back to the road. "Yeah. So lovely." He snorted before shaking his head. "You'll need to be extra careful. She definitely has it out for you. She has it out for anyone who gets close to Yoongi. Once he hears about this he's going to lose his shit."

Taehyung sighed and rubbed his face roughly. "The sooner we find her the sooner we can keep her away from him and you. I wonder why she chose now to come crawling back from whatever hole she had been hiding in?"

"Because there's a chance for Yoongi to be happy. Happy without her. She cant stand that." Jungkook answered his friend while glancing back at you.

"I feel like I'm going to cause Yoongi a lot of stress." You spoke shyly, for a moment you began to question your whole contract relationship with the powerful CEO.

"He can handle stress. He's more worried about her getting to you rather than anything else. Please give it a chance." Taehyung reached over and placed his hand over yours.

You chuckled and shook your head. "I really like Yoongi, so if she comes for me, I wont go down without a fight." You spoke with confidence but you weren't sure if you were talking to yourself or the two men in the car with you.

Jungkook chuckled and turned the SUV into the safety of the company parking lot. "Keep that fighting spirit. But," he paused after he parked the car, his body turning in the seat so he could face you, "until we get this sorted, I'm going to be sticking around you. Acting as a bodyguard. I usually stay with Yoongi but I think it's better I watch over you."

Taehyung chuckled and cocked his head to the side. "You're gonna make Hobi jealous by spending so much time with my dress up doll." He teased with the same playful tone he had with Jimin earlier. You automatically knew Hobi was Hoseok's street name. Hardly anyone called him by his birth name.

You smirked as a red tint began to bloom over Jungkook's handsome features. "So you and Hobi....?" You asked before your mouth could stop you.

This question made Jungkook turn an even brighter shade of red. "So what if we are?" He asked defensively. Same sex couples were still a taboo thing around this city, most were met with disgust and looked down upon.

You giggled and shrugged. "Who cares if you are? I think you two are cute. I didnt get to talk to Hobi much but he seemed like a nice guy. Plus he stood up for me. I already like him, and you just saved our asses back there with those reporters, you two seem like quite the hero types."

You saw the tension leave Jungkook's body. "T-Thanks." He blushed a bit deeper. "We should go in and tell Yoongi about today."

"Isnt he in a meeting? I dont want to disturb his work." You shook your head. "I can just go up to his penthouse until he's finished. I dont want to stress him out anymore than he already is."

"As you wish." Jungkook smiled, in his mind he was already growing a strong liking for you in the fact you didnt feel like stressing his boss out, and how considerate you were being for his work. "I'll take you up, Tae, you have somewhere to be?" He asked with an arched brow as all three of you climbed out of the car. Jungkook knew better than to keep this from Yoongi. He knew his boss, he knew that he'd have to get on the media and start trying to protect your privacy and make sure the tabloids didnt post the pictures from today and start rumors.

"Yup! Got a meeting." Taehyung nodded as he handed you back your bag of clothes. He knew he had to go right up to Yoongi and report what happened unless he faced his bosses wrath. "I'll leave you with Kookie. I had fun today. I cant wait until we can go shopping again. I have so many beautiful clothes I'd love to dress you up in, little doll." He teased with a large boxy grin before bowing and waving you and the younger man off as Jungkook lead you back up to the penthouse.

- ----------

The rest of the day ticked by slowly, you and Jungkook both ordered some Thai food for lunch and had spent the afternoon exchanging stories from your past and laughing at odd jokes. You were glad Jungkook stuck around with you for the day, you knew you'd be bored out of your mind if you had to stay alone in such a large and new place. Jungkook's boyish personality and easy going nature made him extremely easy to get along with. In fact, it was hard not to adore his bunny like grin and laugh at his playful sense of humor. He definitely wasn't what you'd picture as a professional body guard.

"So how did you meet Yoongi?" You asked, your legs laid out across the couch and your back resting comfortably against the armrest.

"I met him when I was a teenager. I came here to originally be a photographer. I used to do a lot of freelance work for local musicians and bars around town." Jungkook began, a small grin tugging to his lips. "One day I was at this underground club where local rappers would go and have battles. He was the reigning champion of the underground back then. I got some good photos but I just remember being in awe at how easily he could put words and rhymes together. Almost like his brain was some kind of computer. Well, long story short one day these guys started to cause a bit of a scene after being kicked out of the battle and they went right for him. I ended up taking a few blows for him and the rest is history. I stuck my neck out for him and thanks to my photos of the event they were able to arrest the guys and Yoongi wasn't seriously hurt. He yelled at me for being reckless and fighting for him when I didnt even know him. After that we kept in touch and I started working for him and he helped fund my photography dream."

Jaw slightly slacked, you found yourself drawn in by Jungkooks short story. "Wow. That's really something, sticking your neck out for a guy you didnt know. You must be really brave."

“Or really stupid.” Jungkook chuckled. “Each one of us that Yoongi keeps close all have our own reasons for following him and will not hesitate to do what he asks. We all met him in a sort of time of need but he got us through. He may seem cold and distant on the outside but he has a big heart and really does enjoy helping people.”

You felt your heart warm and an unknown feeling begin to blossom inside of you as the man in front of you spoke. Every impression you had of Yoongi after you first met was nothing more than pure interest. You were wary about his motives with the contract but the man did go out of his way to make you feel at easy and be comfortable with contract you signed. Hell, he even said he’d not touch you sexually unless you wanted it. How many other men who were shelling out thousands for a girl would allow a no sex clause in their contract? Most men you had gone out with before expected something after they bought you a nice dinner, but not Yoongi. He had been nothing but a gentleman and even came to your rescue when you quit your job, also going out of his way to make sure Caroline didnt hurt you.

As you fell into thought you didnt even hear the door open from behind where you were sitting. It wasn’t until Jungkook stood up and smiled did you break away from your mind. “Welcome back boss, how did the meeting go?”

“Horrible.” At the sound of Yoongi’s voice, you jumped up, hand smoothing out your new dress before turning to face him with a soft smile. To your dismay, he acted like he didn’t even notice you as he took off his suit coat and tossed it lazily across the nearest chair. “The assholes kept trying to back out of the deal and I’m going to be up all night working on new proposal for them.” Tension was evident in his voice.

For a moment you almost felt sad he hadn’t noticed you or his dolled up you were right now, but after listening to his words you felt awful and guilty. The man had a rough day and here you were thinking about a dress! You were never one to put your own selfish needs first, and you never would be. “Is there anything I can do to help you?” You asked, concern lacing your voice and expression.

It was the moment he heard your voice that his head shot up towards you, his eyes widened slightly as he finally got a look at all of Taehyung’s hard work. He let his eyes shamelessly wander down the length of the dress, his eyes lingering in delight at the exposed legs that were on display for him in that moment. He knew you were beautiful but damn! This was something else. You were breathtakingly beautiful in this moment. The only thing that bothered him was the worried expression etched onto your beautiful face.

“No babygirl, it wont be hard, it’s just a pain in the ass.” He smiled softly, walking around the couch towards you, his hands seizing yours in a gentle grasp. “I see you’re all ready for our date. I need to call Taehyung and thank him. You look fuckin’ beautiful.”

From the corner of your eye, you saw Jungkook flash you a grin before slowly slipping of the room. “We dont have to go out tonight if you’re busy, Yoongi.” You smiled softly, giving his hands a little squeeze.

He shook his head a few times, dismissing your request quickly. “I promised you a date and we will go on a date.” He argued with a grin. “Besides, looking as good as you are, I know you’ll want to go out and flaunt your stuff.” He teased with a small smirk.

“The only person I got this dressed up for was you.” You fired back, taking a small step towards him. A look of confusion appeared on the CEO’s face. “I dont care if the world sees me in this dress, you saw me in it and that’s good enough. I can still wear it while cooking us a nice homemade dinner and I know for a fact I can still wear it while sitting with you on this couch while you work.”

Your words seemed to stun the man in front of you. Though his face was nearly unreadable, his eyes were full of conflict and confusion. “You’d cook for me?” He asked in a small voice.

Your brow shot up for a moment, had no one ever cooked for him? What did he eat? Did he eat or was he all work and play. “Of course. How long has it been since you had a home cooked meal?”

Yoongi fell silent for a moment before pulling back to rub the back of his neck in slight embarrassment. “Not since I lived at home with my parents.”

Unable to stop the shocked expression from forming on your face, you quickly shook your head. “That settles it. We can go out another day, I’m cooking for you tonight so you can stay home and relax while you work. I just need to run to the store and get the things for dinner. I saw market at the end of the block. I can run down there and be back before you know it.” You rambled while reaching for your phone and wallet.

Before you could even grab the items, Yoongi’s hand reached out to grab yours and stop you. “Are you crazy?!” He nearly shouted, pulling your body back towards his. You stumbled a bit and fell into his chest, a shocked expression forming on your face. This was the first time you had heard him speak in a raised voice. “After what happened today at your work and the store, you really think I’d let you go out there unprotected?” He lowered his tone, upon seeing your reaction to his outburst. He released your hands and quickly wrapped his arms around your waist, hugging you tightly against his body.

At that moment, you swore he could feel your heartbeat through your chest, your nostrils filling with his scent. The cologne he was wearing nearly making you weak kneed from how good he smelt. “T-Taehyung told you about that, didnt he?”

Yoongi nodded, his arms tightening a bit around you, hugging you deeper into his chest. “Yes. Please, babygirl, dont ever keep things like this from me. I know you didnt want yo stress me out, but hiding these kinds of things from me really make me angry. What if I’m not around, or anyone of my guys, and she shows up? She’s not just a jealous former fling. She’s dangerous! What if something happens to you and I’m not there to help you? I pulled you into this life, at least let me protect you while you’re mine.”

Much to your surprise, he leaned forward and pressed his forehead against yours, his eyes locking intensely on yours. You could see the stress and worry swimming in his dark eyes and you instantly felt bad about hiding today from him, or wanting too. “I promise, I wont hide anything from you.” Unable to stop yourself, you brought your hands up and placed them on either side of his face. “I just dont want to bother you. I know you’re so busy.”

“I’m a busy man, Y/N, but I’m never too busy for you.” His words sent your heart into a beating rampage! You could almost feel the nervous sweat begin to form on the back of your neck. That strong desire to kill him ranging through you until your body almost ached with desire. What was he doing to you?! How did a man you hardly knew hold such power over you?

“D-Did you want to go with me to the store?” You asked timidly, unable to blink or pull away as he stared back into your eyes, almost feeling as if he was staring deep into your soul.

“Yes…” he muttered softly, the heat from your body setting his on fire. He didnt think it would be this hard to resist you for seven days, but dammit if he wasn’t struggling with the urge to throw you down on the couch and have his wicked way with you. The fact you were willing to cook for him and go out of your way and put yourself in danger for him was playing tricks on his tightly guarded heart! He was sure if he could just destroy this sexual tension between you two that he wouldn’t be this frustrated and you wouldn’t have this effect on him. “I should go change so we can go and get back…”

“Yeah…” you nodded, your voice nothing but a soft breath. Silence fell between you two for a few minutes and  neither one of you made an effort to move. Your eyes were intensely locked onto his and your fingers stroked the soft skin of his face.

After a few more moments of longing gazes and heaving breathing, Yoongi reluctantly pulled back from your grasp, leaving you feeling oddly cold and lonely. “I’ll be quick.” He muttered before turning his back and making his way slowly towards his room.

As you watched him walk away, you felt almost pained. You wanted to be back in his arms again, to finally feel his lips against yours. As he reached the long hallway you couldn’t stop yourself from calling out to him. “Hey,” your voice louder than you had expected, causing him to stop and quickly turn to face you. “The contract didnt mention anything about just kissing, right? Just things below the waist..because I’m okay with kissing if you–…”

The words barely were able to leave your mouth before you were swept back up in Yoongi’s arms, he must have rushed back to you before you could register his movements and your words were cut short but his soft lips pressing eagerly to yours. Your arms instantly wrapped around his neck and his arms were back around your waist, hugging you tightly against his body. Clearly kissing was a common ground and not specified in the contract and you both could agree a few intense kisses would be okay……right?

#bts scenarios #bts angst #bts suga x reader #bts sugar daddy au #bts fanfic #bts fanfction #bts smut #sugadaddy fic

[shenanigans-academia]

End of Season 3

Last one! Then I’ll shut up until October

Episode 51: Moving Into Dorms

•”I won’t make you worry, Mom” Izuku don’t life to your mother like that

•”She reminds me of my predecessor”

“What why?”

“It’s the hairstyle” All Might asbsjienb

•I LOVE THESE KIDS SO DAMN MUCH

•I genuinely just want like a spin off of the kids in the dorms. Like them just being super powered teenagers living together and being KIDS like. Please. Living with all your friends with powers? What could go wrong...? Think of the shenanigans

•Aizawa laying down the hammer wow

•I. Love. Kaminari. Jirou leave him alone

•BAKUGO AND KIRISHIMA I LOVE THEM OKAY

•Kirishima is Best Boi

•Uraraka falling over from shock the entire time and Iida freaking out is so cute

•MIDORIYA’S ROOM IM CRYING

•Tokoyami’s is badass leave him be he tried so hard

•Mineta no

•Leave Ojiro alone he’s comfortable

•Kaminari’s room is literally any teenage boy room. I knew at least 4 guys who had a room almost exactly like that lmao

•I FORGOT KODA HAD A BUNNY

•The girls are outnumbered. Hate when Mineta’s right

•Bakugo is such an old man he’s already asleep I love a sleepy sad Boi

•Mineta:”I knew I’d get in trouble if just I suggested seeing the girls dorms now I have people to back me up!”

Todoroki:”I’m over it”

•Honestly Kirishima’s isn’t that bad y’all are just mean (except you Uraraka you get it)

•”If I found out my boyfriend had a room like this I’d dump him” HAGAKURE WHAT THE HECK

•Shouji... honey. Your bed isn’t even made. And they thought Ojiro’s was plain

•Okay Sero’s is cool “yup that’s me, always the wild card” god I love you

•Todoroki’s is so cozy

•Sato is so. Sweet lmao we need more of him

•Jirou is so punk I LOVE HER

•Hagakure. So. Pink

•Mina. So. Hot Pink

•Ojiro is so polite he’s so good

•I need Momo’s bed

•LMAO SERO WRAPPED UP MINETA WHEN HE WAS BEING PERVY WE LOVE TAPE BOY

•YEAH SATO WON

•Intervention time

•Tsuyu is so pure she deserves so much

•YALL MADE TSUYU CRY IMMA FIGHT

•KIRISHIMA APOLOGIZING AND SAYING HE WONT MAKE HER SAD AGAIN WARMS MY HEART they’re all so pure

Episode 52: Create Those Ultimate Moves

•Mido forgetting he was in the dorm is kinda cute he’s like wait this isn’t my room at home

•”That’s 2 questions. Calm down” Iida it’s too early for this and Aizawa is a tired man

•Everyone’s so intense. Then Mido is just like...I can’t move my arms what the fuck do you want from me

•”How can I fight with these damaged arms?” Well everybody told you NOT to break your bones, Deku

•ALL MIGHT HAVING A TEACHING FOR DUMMIES BOOK IM CRYING

•Lmao they just blew up Midoriya

•Nobody:

Mido and Uraraka: BOOOOOOBS

•”I’m Tenya Iida, the man you tricked into to being a walking billboard for you at the Sports Festival!”

“NEVER HEARD OF YA” Hatsume has no chill

•Hatsume doesn’t know personal space lmao

•”My quirk is in my legs you mad woman” Iida is done

•AND MIDORIYA JUST REALIZED HE HAD LEGS LMAO

•Mido is so soft for his mom’s costume I love it

•Bakugo is literally trying to kill somebody

•”If I’m so worried about using my arms then I’m use my LEGS” what happens when you break your legs again honey THINK

Episode 53: The Test

•Gotta protect those stupid red shoes

•I live for Kami’s choker. But Kiri you added sleeves. But still. No. Shirt. Honey

•Tsuyu’s hair up is *chef’s kiss*

•The girls talking about boys like regular teenagers I love it

•”ITS A BOY ISN’T IT IS IT MIDORIYA OR IIDA YOURE ALWAYS HANGING OUT WITH THEM WHICH ONE IS IT” Minaaaaaaa lmao she doesn’t mess around

•Cue Uraraka watching Deku lmao “it’s not it” SWEETIE YES IT IISSSSSSS

•Inasa is Iida x1000 and with WAY too much caffeine

•Erasure is too emo for love lmao

•”Think about it Erasure, if I was your wife your future would be a life of constant laughter”

“That sounds like a legitimate nightmare” god I love this grumpy man

•I do love Joke and Aizawa’s “friendship” if you want to call it that lmao

•IT’S DEKUS TWIN

•”This charming pretty boy is going to steal our girls” You’re right Kaminari he is

•”Please date me”

“Shut up” I’m both Ms. Joke and Aizawa

•Aizawa has so much faith in his class he’s like I’m not worried about my little shits just watch

Episode 53: Shiketsu High Lurking

•JIROOUUUUUUU

•”PROTECT THIS PERV” Mina is my favorite 1A girl I’m not sorry

•Shindo is slutty Deku and I love him

•I am the commentator wow

•”I don’t know why but I’m actually getting pretty excited about this” of course you are Midoriya you big quirk nerd

•”In order to help others you have to be able to take care of yourself” DEKU SAID SELF CARE

•”Midoriya what is this enviable situation you fight yourself in” Serooooo why

•We’re gettin some good Sero content thank god

•Lmao there’s a ninja school

Episode 55: Class 1A

•Todoroki is. As you say. A Badass

•Inasa:”Wait what were we talking about!?”

Poor Random Kid:”I don’t know. You just came up and started talking...”

•This is literally Anime Hunger Games

•Shouji holding Tsuyu is. So pure

•SHOUJI YELPING AND TURNING AROUND WHEN MOMO OPENS HER SHIRT TO USE HER QUIRK HES SUCH A GOOD RESPECTFUL BOY

•The power group we don’t deserve: Momo, Jirou, Tsuyu, and Shouji

•KAMI AND KIRI FOLLOWING BAKUGO MAKES ME SO HAPPY they love to annoy him and it works but they work so well together love Bakusquad

•GOOEY KIRI IS GROSS LMAO

•Aizawa basically saying Mido and Bakugo are the leaders who help the class work better the most and that he’s honored to teach them is PEAK

Episode 56: RUSH!

•Sooo Shindo’s a sneaky bastard I see

•”THIS IS WHY EVERYONES TERRIFIED OF YOU YOU’RE WAY TOO HARDCORE” Kaminari’s right and he should say it

•I need more Baku and Kami interactions tbh

•”Those ugly ass gauntlets of his” love sassy Kami

•DEFEND BAKUGO SQUAD IS AIZAWA/KAMI AND KIRI YES I LOVE MY BOYS

•Oof Mido takes no prisoners

•It does suck that if you don’t pass the Provisional License exam do you just never get your Hero License? Do you only get a set amount of times you can take it?

•Iida has grown so much

•Bakugo knows your secrettttt

•Jirou says fuck Kaminari lives lmao

•GO CLASS 1A ALL OUR KIDS MADE IT

•Aizawa shut up you big softie lmao

Episode 57: Rescue Exercises

•Sero why are you starting shit lmao

•Kirishima and Kaminari following Bakugo just because they want to is my favorite

•Momo stopping Uraraka from acting too quickly is great leadership skills. All these kids have what to takes to be heroes they work so well together and in situations like these I love these kids so much

•Shouji and Mineta are a good team because Shouji keeps Mineta in line and I appreciate it

•The fake bystanders are hilarious

Episode 58: Special Episode: Save The World With Love!

•All Might and David Shield (GAY)

•Bakugo why are you like this

•Midoriya is a giant softie romantic and I fucking love it

•All Might as a villain is just funny he gets so into the roll but he’s also just a bad actor lmao

•Mic needs to tone it down but he’s so funny

•I like Cementos a lot and Midnight is an A1 actress go her

•All Might running away and shattering the kids idea of love is so fucKING FUNNY LMAO

•Nice way to set up the movie

•UNLCE MIGHT

•GAY

•The timeline of this episode is throwing me off tho since this is before Midoriya moves into the dorms

•DadMight and Deku family vacation SO CUTE

•”You are the real heroes” THEY’RE SO PURE HOLY SHIT

Episode 59: What’s the Big Idea?

•Bakugo you need to calm down babe

•Gang Orca came to play damn

•Todoroki and Inasa are so chaotic together oh my god

•Gang Orca is just like what is up with these damn kids

•”It was a shock to meet your father because when I looked into his eyes the only thing I could see was an insatiable anger aimed at the entire world” imagine being raised/trying to live with that hatred, Inasa

•Lmao Todoroki triggered Inasa into not coming to UA. Endeavor loves ruining kids lives doesn’t he

•TELL EM OFF MIDO

•Inasa is so. Weird

•”Why didn’t I remember him? He’s so loud and obnoxious” You were so blinded by hate for your father that you were literally blind to other people in your way sweetie

•LMAO JUST CHOKE A CHILD THEY’LL GROW STRONGER

•Highkey love Shindo ngl

•Team Work Boys come on

•Ojiro my fuckin BOYYYY

•OHHH TSUYU THATS MY GIRL WE LOVE POWER MOVES

•Love Hair Dude

•Gang Orca’s actually impressed wow

Episode 60: A Talk About Your Quirk

•Mido passed yesss All Might Jr lol

•Bakugo and Todoroki. Whomp whomp

•B:”Let me see it [review of the exam]”

Kiri:”Ahh how about you worry about yourself”

Kiri’s like please don’t kill me

•Sero:”Hey looks like I’m pretty great at this” I love you Tape Boy

•I love how Iida just picks Mineta up by his cheeks and takes him away from people when he’s being too much lmao Dad Mode Activated

•Inasa and Todo are such an interesting dynamic. I haven’t read the manga but I know the make up exam happened recently and their interactions always make me laugh

•Kinda forgot about Toga but there were hints that it was her the whole time so it’ll be cool to actually meet Camie later on

•Holding his Prov. Hero License:”I have to show my mom and All Might right away” Izuku I love you precious boy

•oh my god One For All shut the fuck UP

•”I won’t be dying any time soon. Especially not by Shigaraki’s hand” if that is foreshaDOWING IM GONNA CRY IT BETTER NOT BE HIROKOSHI

•”We’re gonna have a talk about your quirk” I’m ready to CRY

•Kiri sleeping is so cute I love his hair down. And Iida sleeps stiff as a board I’m laughing reminds me of a friend of mine

•Bakugo please just. Breathe

Episode 61: Deku VS. Kacchan, Part 2

•MY FAVORITE EPISODE YALL

•Kacchan Hon, Deku doesn’t live just to get in your way in life believe or not

•Bakugo DEFINITELY kinda planned on killing Midoriya AHH

•”Why hurt each other when we could just talk things out?”

Bakugo tries to blow him up instead

•The flashbacks are killing me they were so small

•Bakugo’s voice cracking while talking about his anguish and self blame? That shit HURTED

•When he yells like this he looks like a feral wolf oh my god Kacchan

•Kacchan needs a hug. Too bad he doesn’t understand being comforted by other people. So instead Izuku KICKS HIM IN THE FUCKING HEAD WHAT THE FUCK

•Feral Bakugo has been Leveled Up

•”Our relationship to one another is completely screwed up” Oh really Mido what made you think that

•These kids wanna fuckin die

•”It’s obvious you’ve always looked down on me even when we were kids” Bakugo you are a BIG DUMB BLIND BOOMY BOY

•Okay but the animation tho???

•”All Might was my hero but you were the one ACTUALLY IN MY LIFE” WHEN I SAY I SOBBED

•When Bakugo’s crouched and ready to strike, Me:”MA THERES A WEIRD FUCKING CAT OUTSIDE”

•A wild Gremlin is loose Aizawa and All Might come get your kids

•FUCKIN KO BOI

•lmao whoops never mind

•my favorite MHA ship? Bakugou and Therapy

•ALL MIGHT YOU LITERALY JUST WATCHED THEM PUMMEL THE SHIT OUT OF EACH OTHER BRUH

•Bakugo blaming himself for All Might’s retirement? Kill me

•”Sometimes I forget that you’re children” apparently everybody does THEY’RE 15/16!!!

•”Don’t you dare lose again” you are. So confusing

•Baku’s little exhale tho he had so much weight on his shoulders this poor boy

•”If this secret ever got out, people will wonder where the power went. You idiot why did you tell me about it before” Deku’s like I can’t win with him lmao

•THEY’RE PROPER RIVALS NOW I LOVE 2 IDIOT CHILDREN

•Aizawa with his hair in a ponytail and black V neck tho? Oof when I say I love a man...

•Aizawa is done with this class and these 2 problem children in particular lmao

Episode 62: A Season For Encounters

•My boy Twice

•”Your face makes me want to puke” you get used to it rando villain dude...or noT DABI NO

•Dabi. Babe. Bruh. What the fuck

•Twice and Ectoplasm have similar quirks...TODOROKI WHERE ARE YOU

•Overhaul. I’m gonna hate you so much I can tell. Especially for Season 4 I KNOW YOU you creepy Plague Doctor Asshole

•Kirishima trying to comfort Todoroki is adorable

•MONOMA WHY ARE YOU LIKE THIS LEAVE PONY GIRL ALONE DON’T DRAG HER INTO YOUR BULLSHIT LMAO

•SHINSOUUUUUU “looks like he’s bulked up a bit since the Sports Festival” my boy gettin BUFF since he knows Midoriya could’ve killed him if he wanted to lmao

•Kami playing with Ojiro’s tail gives me life

•...You ain’t nothin but a Hound Dog Lmao

•BIG THREE. BIG THREE. BIG. THREE. MIRIOOOOOOO

•God I love Present Mic

•Sero and Mineta are asking to die I swear

•IIDA CALLING MIDO “HOUSE ARREST” AND DOING A FUNNY VOICE IM CRYING I love sassy Iida where has he been

•The first time I saw the scene of Mirio sticking his head through stuff to scare Mido was on Tumblr before I watched MHA and I was CACKLING AND CONFUSED

•The broccoli head was strong in that frame

•THE. BIG. THREE. AHHHH

Episode 63: Unrivaled

•Sometimes I forget how fucking gross Mineta is. Then he opens his mouth and it all comes flooding back

•”He didn’t do that great a job at the Sports Festival last year. Definitely left a strong impression” being buck ass naked will do that lmao

•I relate to Amajiki Tamaki so. Fuckin. Much. I feel you sweetheart

•LET! SHOUJI! TALK!

•Kaminari you dumb

•”The futures gonna be!?... Awful” Wow. Mirio gets it

•Tamaki if you could get off the wall you could do what Mirio’s trying to teach these kids I love an anxious boy

•Big Tough Boi Kiri is both badass and soft I love a Rock

•Aaaannd Mirio traumatized a bunch of kids with his dick. Mostly Jirou lol

•Aizawa your whole class was just murdered by a wild naked man

•Mirio has a baby face TinTin but is fucking JACKED

•”I tried to make it so that you didn’t see my willy. Sorry if you did” Mirio you’re so cute I’m going to bawl in Season 4 I’m not ready

•Mirio walks so funny

•...who the fuck is Sir???

•Kiri bringing Baku his trash: “Sure I’ll take it!”

Anybody else bringing Baku their trash:some kind of aggressive phrase

•Oh, you. I heard about you. I know what happens to you... this is gonna hurt, huh?

Whelp that’s the end of my rewatch. I can’t wait for Season 4! Is it October yet???

#mha rewatch #mha #my hero academia #bnha #boku no hero academia #long post #part 6 #spoilers #i cant wait for season 4 #...i thinn im homna read the manga #...and i might rewatch the movie and do another post like this #we’ll see

[suburban-satan]

shit my friends say

So I made a list of all the wild shit my friends say, started in January 2018 and still going. It's one year old I guess? Well, enjoy what I have so far!

2018 -d a d d y w i s e -well there’s chains on the ground so that must mean this was a kinky sex dungeon -GORSH MICKEY NOT MY G SPOT -I can wait until I turn 40 so I can troll Japanese Girls on roblox -what if we all looked like mike wizowski but our heads were the same size as they are now -I wanna give pot to a bird -I take pills without water -daddies cummie wummies are the best cummie wummies -enjoy your nonexistent stomach acid -cum glaze -I hope you choke on MY meat -who hasn’t been on pornhub -(wipes tears away and starts belting despacito) -MY GAY IS BEING TRIGGERED -that omelet looks delouse -is semen a liquid or solid -iTs nOt aQuaNauTs yOu uNculTurEd fOoK -vaginas are scary -what is menstruation -you should change your name to pussy something -my gay has been activated -“have you ever owned a vibrator?” “No” “would you like to rent one” -“do you like glazed or cream filled” -wHaT dOeS cUm sOuNd LiKe -he is on too much fertilizer -sometimes cum is hot I know from experience -if you jerked off at the speed of sound would your dick be on fire -I don’t have a sonic fetish -can your dick ignite because of the heat of your cock -aren’t dicks like cannons -who the fuck draws a glowing peepee on a skeleton -honey Freddy freaker is dancing in the living room -does penis smell like garlic -she don’t swallow in this household -*downloading garrison nudes* -don’t you realize that tentacle porn is just using octopus arms as a dildo -frickle my nipples -Minecraft porn consists of the male genitalia replaced with a stick -OOPSIE WOOPSIE!! Uwu We make a fucky wucky!! A wittle fucko boingo! The code monkeys at our headquarters are working VEWY HAWD to fix this! -“I’m big for an asian” -cockilicous -“His anal glands need milking” -fready flipper -FREADY FAPPER -daddy better make me choke -does Freddy freaker have a mutated alien dick -sonic breaks the sound barrier by beating his meat -the sun looks like it’s gon vore you -bootyhole exploration -is megalovania sex music -i like to drink cock -cum is just genital snot -penis musk -Shid piz and farbt -Bull + shit = sis it don’t add up -Hey don’t tell me at least once in your life you haven’t thought about being gently caressed across the genitalia by the kraken -I swallow boba like i swallow cum -I wuv fungus kun, the way he waps a awond my tosie wosies so tight! He’s gibing me a huggie!!!! Fungus kun gibes my tosies a new color too!!!! Wat a good fungus kun make my doki doki go “ UAU” heeheehee -eating banana with the banana peel -orang juce -father I want cheddar -don’t you just look at someone and think about how long their neck is -breathing is just boneless vaping -get outta here juuling criminal -yall ever succ a dick for juul pods -unironically drawing miss piggy -“Jack don’t let go 😱🤭🤭, jack sweetie 😐👀 if you let go 🙊🙈 you’re weave 🙀🙀 gone 😇😘💅” -I've been watching spooky movies for 5 hour -omg it’s daddy sans undertaker!!! -bröther -I ate my sister -are you'd's't've kidding me? -oh youtube please don't show me the shrek movies rn -My brother is calling me out on the family group chat for eating a bowl of peanut butter -Hamilton is best girl -get outta here you fuckin loyalist -what doesn’t cum have -drink flex seal and you won’t have to worry about a marriage -I feel water. -“Superfood or supergross? Is Sperm good?” -coochie hands gucci bands -just imagine trying to cast a spell and then you get disturbed by a banjo -toto africa is sex music now and everytime they say rain it’s just cum -y'all ever burp in your mouth and exhale it through your nose like a vaper -how dare them make my green senpai an honorable member of society -If you didn’t search big boobs video on google at least once are you really a Gen Z kid????? -laugh pussies -i’m watching the history of japan on pornhub -we have the same name because we are secretly the same person -what if you eat your phone and it’s all in your tummy -why would you ever think i’m not serious all the time you silly dragon but we’re both (my name) so we can be the silly dragon together -why would you wash your face before you go to bed when your tears wash it off for you *wooshing noises* -I want to drive a bus because I like busses -my shoe broke -why does everyone talk about the drugs i’m eating -i’m going to break her because she’s talking about smoking cocaine and I don’t like drugs -(stage whisper) metal heads live among us but we don’t know because they look like normal people -oh bye mr music teacher -the pussy? designer. cucci, if you will. -DID I HEAR S A N S P O R N -"i'm about to nay nay on your dead fucking corpse" -alert alert the toes are coming -you got a fucking problem with my 𝐩𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐝𝐢𝐛𝐬? -imagine using an oven for something designed for a microwave this post was made by the doesnt have much motivation gang -Please take my Minnesotan snow Wait that sounds like Minnesotan cocaine -when you funny scream -"dating the Bill of Rights for fun" is now exactly how I'm going to describe my hyperfixations -the penguin  from fruit loops is a twink (bitch its a toucan) -if white cheese exists is there black cheese -What’s rosum opossum -whale cum -dicko mode -(GETTIN SOME CHRISTMAS SPIRIT UP IN THAT PUSS) -pennies more like penis amirite -It’s Sunday don’t forget to squeeze cheese on the cat -the grinch is dr seuss’s fursona -everyone is gangster until the trees start speaking vietnamese -big chungus is my dad -“if the apocalypse happened what would you do” “eat bees” -I'm tired as fuck but I gotta wait until it's 4:20 to go to bed -mom: you need to be reasonable and wait two hours before having another brownie me, stuffing my mouth full of brownie: br o w n y s -This honey in whole foods is in fucking comic sans -it's more likely that I'll guess someone is gay before I remember the existence of women -im gonna say it again for the people in the back:

i eat bees -Thanos penis, it's actually called a thenis -yort -uwu its the mowst thorstiewst time of the yeaw uwu -It is I Teh gromc -The gronk is here to say eat all the dish soap in the house -the grinch but he's wearing crocs the entire time -answer my question or else i will establish sans porn -You make him doki doki uwaaaaa!!!! -birdbox but all the bird sounds are replaced by cardi b noises -THE GROMPK IS TOO POWERFUL -consume ocean sauce -square up in judge judys court -half consumes ocean sauce -ice juce -frick stick -you guys wanna read undertale fanfiction     -2019- -it might be 2019 but thats not gonna stop me from terrorizing my family's groupchat -(pineapple voice) first date idea: digest eachother -Wait dennys will arrest you for doing illegal things?? -pls purify me -my toes are very succulent today -two succs having flex two succs having sex my muscles my muscles involuntarily checks -f u r r y , N a s h . -Perfect for all occasions! Spill something on your nice shirt, give a messy blowjob, and sphagetti!!! -Do you want cum on your nice shirt??? -it would be nice if i had cum on my shirt -cocc succ machine -I KNOW TONGUE JUTSU -I feel like i’m in a meat prison -hi you obese elephant -plant porn is just flowey porn -We all love the out of the box 4am messages we get -YOU LIKE SNAS PEEPEE

#shit my friends say #shitpost #please help me #sans #I guess??? #theres a lot of sans sorry #too many about peepee #enjoy #please dont be offended #bees #thanos #so sorry

[bolbianddolanhouse]

BNHA self insert AU

Nani the heck is this? Read here!

Chapter 15: I’m Just Tryna Have a Good Time

Its Tuesday, T-minus 5 days until the dance and I have made up my mind on my pressing issue. Dress is 90% ready and I was feeling all my stresses leave my body.

-Stats and Strats with Jin-

“Hey, whatcha get on the quiz?” Jin asked me quietly “I didn’t do so hot.”

“I got a 90%, its passing” I responded back “and you?”

“I got an 86, thats my lowest test score in this class!” Jin harshly said “I’m losing it!”

“No you’re not” I comforted him as I took his test to compare “look here! Your responses on the short answer weren’t extensive enough and...you got one multiple choice wrong.”

“Did you get that one wrong too?” Jin took a peek at the two tests “I’ll be honest I didn’t understand that one, like what the hell is the percentage of successful cases in the country? We didn’t go over that!”

“Yeah I got it wrong too, I thought I was trippin because I swear I saw that number in a different class” I reflected back “I aint too worried about it tho.”

“You really are maxin’ and chillaxin’ huh?” Jin sighed as he took back his quiz “I’ll go talk to sensei about it then.”

Class ended a bit early and I had no after school duties, so I had extra down time to get my dress finished and fill out my internship paperwork. I teleport to the dorms and see the boys practicing their slow dancing in the commons room.

“Um am I interrupting something?” I tried to suppress my laughter “what am I looking at here?”

“AH! Palma-san!” yelped Kirishima “we were just practicing our slow dancing, since we all have dates.”

“well...everyone but Koda, Iida and Mineta” Ojiro sliding in with the facts “but Koda isn’t going, Mineta is gross and Iida is having trouble asking a certain someone.”

“Oof I heard about his trouble asking” I bluntly stated “I heard they’re hard to get a hold of but they seem to be close from the way he speaks about them, hope they meet soon.” 

The boys looked at each other and exchanged looks of confusion. “So like, who do you wish would ask you to the dance?” asked Sato.

“I don’t really care, maybe somebody I know? I don’t have eyes for anybody” I thought out loud as I took off my shoes “I just want to look and feel pretty while having fun! Having a date is optional in my agenda.”

I walk to my room and the boys murmur when I closed my door. I didn’t leave my room until everyone was in their rooms so I could have a quiet dinner. My dinner in the dark was disrupted by Iida turning on the lights, thinking I was the food thief that’s been eating other’s lunches and leftovers for the past 3 months. 

“Oh its you!” Iida said relieved “I know you aren’t the food thief.”

“hahaha nah, I’m just having my dinner” I giggled “time flies when you’re putting finishing touches on your dress.”

“It’s near completion? That’s great to hear!” he congratulated me “how’s your offer choosing going?”

“I decided to go with Best Jeanist” 

“WOW! with the number 4 hero!” He exclaimed as he pulled me in for a hug “I’m so proud of you for getting such an offer! He’s an amazing person, Bakugo interned under him and turned out better than ever!”

I was taken by surprise with the hug, he was squeezing me but not like he used to. It was much more gentle and I wasn’t lifted up, face smashed against his chest. I took in his scent and it was pleasant and not too strong, I put my arms around him forgetting that I was in the kitchen. If I didn’t snap out of my little daze, I honest to God would’ve kissed him and ruin everything.

“Thank you Tenya” I said breaking off the hug “glad that you’re happy with my choice.”

“Why?”

“It’s just that my classmates were giving me flack on turning down alot of agencies that they wanted to get offers from” I said turning back to my plate of food “but all I said to them was ‘get gud’ because it’s MY choice and I know what the heck is up.” 

“That is true” he said yawning “well I’m going to bed, good night Ita”

“Good night!” I say with a forkful of sliced beets. I thought to myself as he walked away wow what is wrong with me? Thats the 3rd time I’ve been tempted to kiss him but I know better! He’s just being nice and its just my stupid feelings getting twisted when I get any sort of attention from boys.

-Next day, leaving the nurses office-

“Oof that exam took longer than I thought Muffin 2.0″

“Yes! it took up all of class time and 5 minutes of lunch”

“Wow really?!” I exclaimed as I turned the corner to head to the intel wing “so much for catching the last half of hero class.”

I walk down the hallway where classroom 1-A is and see Iida walk out.

“Oh hi Tenya!”

Iida looks up to see me and the robo-dog.

“Ita! You’re ok!” He said running toward me.

“Yea hehe, I was due for my well-being check up and it took up all of class time.”

“Oh I see...did everything go well?”

“Yes, I am in better shape than 2 months ago thats for-” I started then got disrupted by my phone, it was a text from Mimi.

[WE HAVE A SITUATION IN THE SITUATION ROOM! CODE GREEN!]

My face turns pale and I didn’t hear what Iida was saying.

“...so if you’re already going, it would be my-”

“hmm? Oh sorry to cut you short but I’m needed at the situation room” I said as I started running down the hall and turned back to follow up “um if you aren’t busy later we can finish up!” Before Iida could say anything I bolt out of sight with the robo-dog. I get to the situation room (its just our commons room where we cook and eat) and see a bunch of students freaking out over the rice cooker that was on fire! I didn’t know what to do and I spotted Mimi and Jin screaming at Diya sensei in the corner, huddled and rocking himself. 

“I have contacted All Might!” screamed Hansai “HELP IS ON THE WAY! I REPEAT, HELP IS ON THE WAY!”

“What the hell is All Might going to do?!” I yelled at Hansai “flex out the fire?! fuckin DETROIT SMASH our rice cooker and call it justice?!”

“You know what, I didn’t think that call all the way through” Hansai reflected on his choices “oh boy, press F for our soon to be deceased rice cooker.”

Our door bust open with All Might crashing in “do not worry agents! I AM HERE!”

We all point and scream at the rice cooker and All Might looked like he was questioning his life choice on becoming a teacher as he stared at the comically unfortunate fire. He takes his hand and just smothers out the fire, we just explode with how anti-climatic it was to have the number 1 hero to just lightly pat the fire out.

“Thank you All Might, and your yaoi hands!” spoke up Jin.

“Jin you can’t just say that to a hero!” I said face palming at that comment.

All Might looks at his hands, realizes Jin is right and just walks out without saying anything.

“SEE! Now he’s insecure!” scolded Yuka “how the hell do you just make the number one hero insecure?!”

We never let Jin live that down. Our day went about normally and I went to the dorms to see if I could finish that conversation with Iida. He was busy and I felt sort of bad that I just brushed him off like that. I really wanted to know what he wanted to tell me. It bothered me into the next day, and the day after that, and the day after that. Its day of the dance now and I was going to have fun! Ain’t nothing going to ruin this for me! I made the last stitch on my dress 2 hours before I was supposed to get ready and she was perfect! I get started on my hair and makeup when I get knocks on my door, what now?

“Who is it?”

“its the girls! we have an emergency!”

“Oh no! come in!”

The girls burst in and Mina melted part of her bottom hem, Uraraka went too heavy handed on the eyeliner and Asui’s curls didn’t come out right. With some teamwork and cooperation from Momo, I got some matching trim to sew on the hem to hide the blunder. I had Uraraka wipe off her makeup while I brushed out Asui’s hair to redo the curls. I redid the makeup while the hot curlers were working on Asui. When everything got fixed and they went on there way back to their rooms, I saw that I had less than an hour to get ready! I really pushed my luck to finish but I was still the last one to get ready. All my panic left my head when I put on my faux mink coat, I took one good look in the mirror, I felt so pretty and looked gorgeous. I spritz on some perfume and grabbed my clutch to feel my fantasy before walking out. 

“Ah! sorry I took so long!” I said briskly walking to the commons room to meet the girls “had to perfect my makeup and lost track of time.”

“PALMA-SAN YOU LOOK LIKE A PRINCESS!” squealed the girls over my final look. “The bouffant updo really makes for the princess look!” admired Momo. 

I blush and we took our photo and some selfies before heading out.

“Ok we should go now! We had our dates wait long enough downstairs” said Uraraka walking to the stairs “Are you coming with us Palma-san?”

“Oh uh I was just going to teleport there” I played it cool like I wasn’t a little envious that I was going dateless “see yall on the dance floor!” They leave and I see them walk arm in arm with their dates. I text Mimi and Jin that I am making my way over soon, as I’m typing all that out, I hear someone from the boys side close their room and walk to the commons room. In walks Iida, wearing a dark grey suit with a lavender colored dress shirt and gold bowtie, he had a small white box in his hands. I looked at him and stopped typing, he looked so handsome and a bitch might get wild and hold his hand. He stared back at me as he couldn’t believe his eyes either.

“Wow Ita” he broke the silence and walked toward me “you look so stunning!” He got my hands in his “I can’t believe you made this dress yourself! The result was well worth the effort, so beautiful.”

I turn red “you don’t look bad yourself!” I look at the box he set on the table “is that for your date OH that reminds me! Who is your date anyways?”

Iida looks at the box then at me with embarrassment “Yes and um, you see, well...” He let go of my hands to pick up the box “I’m not good at these things but um I was trying to ask you to be my date to the dance. And I had so many opportunities that we were alone together for me to ask but...the words couldn’t come out and I got nervous every time.”

“Oh Tenya” I said now realizing that I was the elusive certain someone “how could I not put 2 and 2 together that you were trying to ask me! Sorry I’m such a mess!”

“No no no! I was being a coward!” he shifted blame on himself “so... if it’s not too late, Itati, will you be my date to the dance?” he said as he put his hand out to me, shaking. 

I giggle and put my hand in his “I’d love to go with you Tenya.” He looked at me surprised that I said yes at all. He smiled and kissed my hand. I open my purse to reveal a boutonniere I made with a fresh white rose, baby’s breath and white sage with a gold ribbon. “I made this in case I got asked last minute at the dance, but since you asked me here, this is yours.” He leaned in for me to pin it on his coat pocket.

“I got your flowers too” he said as I lifted my arm eagerly to get the corsage “hmm? why are you- oooooh, it goes on your arm” he said like he fucked something up.

“Whats in the box then?” I asked suspiciously, now that I looked at the box, it was more like a cake box than a corsage box.

“Ok so funny thing... I was under the impression that the flowers you give to your date is supposed to go on your neck or something and-”

“So what is in the box Tenya?” 

“It’s flowers, but” he said as he opened the box to reveal a half circle of white roses with violets and sprigs of lavender with a gold ribbon on the ends “it looks like this! hehehe please don’t get mad.”

“I love it! it’s like a flower crown!” I cried out as I stuck my head out for him to put it on my head. He carefully puts it on my head and I get giddy “how do I look?”

“Like a princess, shall we get going, your majesty?” he said breathlessly as he stuck out his arm to me.

“Yes lets but lets teleport there!” I said as I sent the text I meant to text earlier to Mimi and Jin “um it gets a bit, awkward so um close your eyes!”

“Oh ok” he complied “so now what-” I stopped his sentence as I got his arm to shove into my cleavage, as it gets tricky to teleport things when I wear certain bras that hide my sternum. When he opened his eyes, I had already teleported us to the place but he also caught glimpse of where his hand was before I dropped his hand.

“Oh look we’re here! hehe HEY ITS MY FRIENDS! See you inside!” I tried to play it cool as I T-posed to Mimi and Jin.

“Ita! you look like Princess Diana!” fawned Mimi.

“And you two look like 90′s prom king and queen yourselves!” I complimented back.

We walk in and see that it wasn’t poppin yet, Jin and I took care of that as we dished out some hot dance moves as Mimi gassed us up. Everyone else joined in soon after they saw Jin praising the Lord, thats when I dipped out to find Iida. I saw All Might, Aizawa in his sleeping bag, Nezu, Vlad and Midnight chaperoning the dance. Midnight saw me and called me over with Iida

“Aww look at you two! Let me take your picture” she said as she took out her phone to take the picture. We pose ourselves facing inwards with his arms on my shoulders and mine on his waist. She takes a few pictures and sends them to me. As I was about to get some water from the refreshment table, Midnight came up to me and whispered in my ear “do you need condoms? I got some if you’re not heading back to your dorm right away.”

I gasp “what- no! I’m not- not with him!”

Midnight opens her purse and put 3 in my hand “Here, just in case. Have fun! Be safe” she said as she winked and walked away.

I ran to my purse to put them away before anybody saw me. I danced to more songs and saw that Iida was just sitting at a table by himself, not really having fun. They announced the slow dance and I teleported over to Iida.

“Hey, shall I take this dance?” I asked with my hand out

He laughed a bit “Aren’t I supposed to ask you that?” as he put his hand in mine.

“Who cares!” I cried out as I lead him to the dance floor “We’re just trying to have fun!”

The slow dance was to Love on the Brain by Rihanna, I put my hand on his shoulder and the other holding his hand. We start moving but clumsily, I noticed that his other hand was pointed outward like he didn’t know where to put it on my body and was too afraid to guess.

“Oh Tenya hehehe your other hand goes on my waist.”

“Right! ok” he complied and got in the groove of my movement. We were locking eyes at some point, I think damn am I really gonna go for it and ruin our friendship? Boy is giving me those love me tender eyes. Meanwhile, Iida was thinking Okay Tenya, you’re in position to kiss her DONT MESS IT UP DONT MESS IT UP! Oh god she’s giving me those concerned eyes, I’m losing her attention! My gaze shifted to Kirishima and Bakugo, kissing on the dance floor.

“Look! I knew they had a thing going on.” I whispered to Iida to look where I was looking.

He looked and cleared his throat “urm um, should- should we be doing that too?” he asked nervously with sweat beading up on his forehead.

“I mean if you want to” I said calmly “I won’t force you to do it.”

“Ok then, here I go” he whispered as he brought me closer. My mind went crazy holy shit he’s really out here, giving into peer pressure...why is he shaking? oh jeez thats alot of sweat, dude chill! I was about 2 inches away from his sweaty face when I heard the 1st word of Crank Dat by Soulja Boy.

“OH MY GOD I LOVE THIS SONG!” I yelled as I broke away from Iida, realizing I kinda fucked up I turned back and said “uh rain check on that kiss?”

Iida sighed in relief “Yeah! um you go ahead and dance and I’ll just go...over there.” He briskly ran into the bathroom and wiped down his face and hands that were damp with nervous sweat. He looked at himself in the mirror “What a mess of a man I am! I couldn’t even kiss her with consent! Maybe she doesn’t like me back and I’m just wasting my time because I’m not cool enough to be a love interest.” He washed his hands and shot himself down with all the reasons Ita doesn’t see him as a love interest before leaving the bathroom. Tokoyami steps out of his stall, then followed Kirishima and Bakugo out of the big stall, and lastly Tetsutsu in the stall far from the others.

“Wow that was so sad” said Tetsutsu “who was he talking about?”

“Our classmate Palma-san, the agent” responded Tokoyami “he’s been trying to confess to her for months and he barely asked her to the dance literally 10 mins before the dance.”

“Oh the girl with curly hair and speaks spanish?” Tetsutsu realized “he’s not the only one, my buddy Shinso and classmate Monoma have a thing for her too. Don’t blame them! She’s talented and can kick anybody’s ass.”

“Are you serious?! Two more people are after her heart?” Kirishima perked up “Iida-kun needs to seriously seal the deal with her. They’re meant for each other~”

The other boys look at Kirishima like he’s delusional. Back at the dance, there’s a full blown whipping circle of 20 people. The dance ends like 20 mins before curfew and I wasn’t ready for anything to end yet.

“That was fun but this after party is gonna pop!” I holler with Mimi and Jin as Iida walked beside me.

“What’s an after party?” curiously asked Iida.

“Its someplace people go after an event just to hang out or party some more until the sun rises.” I explained “all the cool kids are going to the Intel 3rd years’ after party in their dorm! Super exclusive, invite only thing that we and a plus one got invited to.”

“Well, I’m a plus one” slyly said Iida “Can I go?”

“Can you handle being awake for that long?” I asked concerned “I wouldn’t want to ruin your regime.”

“HA! I can handle it! I can be cool” he said flexing his arms “the night is still young isn’t it?!”

Jin looks at his watch “Its like 8pm, the after party starts at 10pm, so yes the night is very young.”

“Well what are we waiting for sukas!” Mimi said striking a pose “portal us to the nearest convenience store baby boy!”

Jin summons a portal and drag Iida into it and we walk into said store and bought a variety of snacks and juice. We walk out and spot Mirio and his friends

“Oh jeez its them!” I said trying to lower my voice “Jin summon portal before naked man spots me!”

“aw fuck ok!” Jin said rushing a portal “this portal may or may not lead us 4 feet above the living room.”

We run in and pile on the intel 1-A living room. We laugh it off and Iida witnessed us pre-gaming on half a bottle of white wine while preparing the snacks we were going to give. 

“I didn’t know you were a drinker Ita” observed Iida “I could understand your friends being drinkers but not you.”

“There’s alot of things you don’t know about me Tenya” I said before downing my last glup of wine in my red cup “I’ve been drinking for a while but mostly just at these parties with the right kind of company.”

“Would you like a sip of wine?” Jin offered Iida “there’s enough for another quarter cup if you’re game.”

“No thank you” Iida declined politely “I won’t touch the stuff until I’m of legal drinking age.”

“Oh man good on you!” I said feeling the wine take its affect “I couldn’t wait that long so when my crush offered me some sour vodka during band camp, suddenly BOOM I became a one of the cool kids.”

I told one of my band camp stories to bide the time before heading to the after party. We take the elevator to their floor and we enter when things were getting interesting. It was basically a dorm themed club with live DJ set, bar and lounge areas. I get a drink and chat with some of the upperclassmen that took the practice test with us while Mimi was tryin to get lucky. I spot Iida looking around and feeling a bit out of place, I walk over to him

“Hey, you feeling ok?”

“Yea its just that I don’t really know these people aside from you.”

“Well, I guess then I should stick by you” I said with all the liquid courage running through my body “but first, I gotta get another drink.”

“Please allow me!” he said taking my cup “you just save me a seat over here and I’ll refill your cup.”

“Whatever you say Tenya” I said throwing myself on the lounge chair to save his seat.

He walks up to the bar “Um hi, I’d like to refill whatever the girl in the flower crown was drinking.”

“Sure thing dude” said the 3rd year as he mixed up the drink and served it with super speed “also would you give her this, and tell her to call me sometime” as he slid a champagne glass of a sparkly pink drink with a number written on a sticky note.

Iida takes the two drinks “thank you, I’ll let her know” knowing damn well that he’s not going to because she’s his date, not this 3rd year. He walks over to her and gives her the champagne glass, sans sticky note.

“Whats this?”

“They were out of something so I said to give me a drink that a pretty lady like yourself would drink and they gave me this.”

I was too tipsy to pick up on the smooth talking “Oh si? Spot on hehehe”

“Yea and I got an alcohol too, just trying new things tonight.”

“Cheers! I’ll drink to that” I said clinking my drink to his “to new things!”

He takes a sip and almost spits it back into the cup. It was sour and strong with a weird texture. He looks into the cup and sees its this pink drink with gummy worms in it, turns out its 2 parts sour apple vodka, 1 part watermelon juice, splash of Bacardi and sour gummy worms to taste. Iida was about to get his shit rocked as he downed the drink to look cool and proceeded to dance like never before on the dance floor. Ita joined him on the floor just to make him feel more comfortable. Every time a boy got a bit too close to her, Iida swatted them away with his chops to let them know she was off limits.

“Wow Tenya! Nice moves!” I gas him up “Now you’re having fun!”

A bit later, when I was drinking some water to cool down and sober up for more drinking, Iida gets sloppy on me.

“Hey! Pretty lady...you’re pretty”

“Oh man Tenya, drink some water”

“nah nah! I’m good! I just wanna...uhh tell you somethin”

“Oh si? Like what?”

“Like, hehehehe you make my brain go stupid and I wanna kiss you”

“You’re drunk, thats just the liquor talking!”

“No...I mean it, I want to kiss you. I’m gonna kiss you right now!” he said as he leaned in, over puckering his lips. Before he could, I saw him gag a little and I knew that he was going to throw up.

“No kissing! You need to go to the bathroom!”

“I don’t need to go potty! I’m a big boy!” he mumbled as I drag him to the bathroom so he can puke. Lucky for us, the bathroom I chose was empty. I unbutton and loosen his bowtie “You wanna see my muscles?”

“No, I want you to throw up before you embarrass yourself.”

He looks at the toilet and gags again until he gave in and threw up. I rubbed his back and told him it was alright to let it all out. After 5 mins of on and off vomiting, he stood up and started crying.

“You hate me! don’t you?! I ruined your night!”

“No you didn’t! I had a great night.”

“Not that!” he said in between sobs “what kind of man doesn’t kiss their date? I’ve been wanting to kiss you and give you what you want, I know you like kissing and dancing, so whats wrong with me!”

“There’s nothing wrong with you Tenya! I just think I’m just not the best 1st choice” I explained myself half tipsy still, wiping the vomit off his face with a wet paper towel “I drink, lie, fight dirty, swear like a man and kiss strangers...not exactly first choice or worth the trouble for somebody worth more.”

“S-s-shut up Ita! You’re like, the most amazing girl in my eyes, I want you to be my love! I love you!” he said slumping himself onto me “there, I said it! Don’t be mad.”

I sigh tiredly as I know it’s just the booze talking and I shouldn’t take his word seriously “Come on big guy, lets get you to bed.”

“Will you sing me a lullaby?”

“If you behave”

“And tuck me in”

“Of course!”

“And tell me goodnight?”

“Yes Tenya”

I take him back to the party to give him water and some chips and orange slices to eat to mask the taste of vomit when he wakes up in the morning. I say my goodbyes and I teleport him to his room. I stumble a bit, as I am still a bit drunk and helping a drunk to bed. I take off his shoes, coat, bowtie and glasses so he can lay comfortably in bed. He lays down and almost instantly falls asleep, I tuck him in and I get sleepy just looking at him. I check the time, its 2am, gently kissed him on the forehead and decide to lay down next to him. Because I know these beds can hold 2 people. I take off my shoes, coat, flower crown and bra to lay down next to him. As I drifted to sleep, I secretly wished that he said all those nice things about me when he’s sober. And that he’d kissed me as he held me close. My eyelids felt heavy and I closed my eyes on one of the amazing nights of my life.

“Goodnight Tenya” I whispered “don’t freak out in the morning.”

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ok panic concert highlights

(plus some personal adventures)

this was the portland show on the 12th k

so it was a fuckin hour and a half drive bc where i fuckin live now is far away from everything i hate it anyway that sucked & i ran my phone down to 80 percent during said drive which proved problematic

we get there (me & my lil sis) & our dad drops us off & we run up & im bitching about how weird the fucking venue is (it’s normal, it’s just not what i’m used to - in vegas the venues were typically in the casino/resorts so you lined up inside the halls & sat against the walls & tourist-watched, in this venue u stood outside in a line???? ughhh)

so we approach the line & something happens, i’m gonna make a separate post about it because holy shit

befriended two excitable gay kids, maybe 8th or 9th grade?? & i was like woah i was u once. now im old & jaded. eugh. then they bailed on me so.

we got into the arena & were on the wrong fucking side so we had to JOG all the way AROUND THE WHOLE FUCKINGN PLACE UGH

THEN WE GOT IN & SAT IN THE WRONG SEATS so the guy next to me (dad w a thick accent, maybe ukranian?? it wasn’t russian but it was close) politely informed me & i was like fuck well until they get here we’ll stay, but i had anxiety so during an arizona song i pretended to go to the bathroom & came back to look for our actual seat, someone took it so i pussied out & went back, had hella anxiety about it, then before hayley the ppl showed up so we had to move & i had to kick some preps out of their seat & they called my lil sister a bitch ;-;

OK SO ONTO THE PERFORMERS

arizona was cute, gotta check them out... singer kept getting emotional & wiping his eyes, it was sweet, and he was hella feeling himself dancing & stuff lmaoo. idk em but im proud of them.

HAYLEYYYYYYYYYYY her dancing & drumming & outfit??? also all the lesbians/wlw getting crunk in the crowd was so damn good haha

ALSO shout out to hayley’s band, they were so cute??? the guitarist & her kept having moments & he seemed like a cool dude, & the girl on synths was so pretty omg??? & smiley i loved her. & the drummer, they were goin so hard i couldnt get a good look, but they had kewl hair

“if you don’t know anything about me, there’s one thing you should know: I LOVE GIRLS” there was so much gay energy at that show i was teary the whole damn time

k confession, i love everything about hayley but i find her voice a little grating on the ears, something about it, but it was super angelic live & didn’t bug me once, & wanna be missed fucked me up cuz it’s my fucking f a v

SHE DID THE DRUMMY IT WAS HOT 

her oufit was so damn iconic rlly tho, the pants & shoes totes fit her but wouldn't look good on anyone else, but that shirt, the hot dad look w the open v & all the jewelry, holy fuck that’s how im tryna be

during girls like girls, everyone had their lights out & there was a bunch of pride flags out, and i got this gorgeous shot of a gay pride flag illuminated by lights (i posted it)

most of the songs they played between the breaks were gay themed too which was powerful dude i was so damn emotional

then during the countdown to panic, they played the next episode by dre (the “smoke weed every day” song) & then africa by toto jsfndjfndjskfnjdk

THEN PANIC CAME OUT 

WHOLE ASS STRING & BRASS SECTION BDEN RLLY WENT THERE WOAH

KENNY & NICOLE WERE SO CUTE THE WHOLE TIME THEY KEPT GOOFING AROUND ESPECIALLY KENNY IT WAS ADORABLE

THEN BREB POPPED OUT THE DAMN FLOOR

ok several things about breb

one, i never was heavy into panic, but considering how obsessive i was into bandom a few years back, i still know a lot about early panic, livejournal shit, ryden bullshit, etc, so it was really weird being there with normies who were just like “he’s hot & sings good” when i was like “yall lucky fucks never heard of myrtle beach ” dsjfnjsdnfds

two, four years into panic & i never was attracted to brendon, but dude, EVERYONE fell in love with him at this show, myself included, & i was starin at this bitch ass motherfucker in a trance before i was like “wait ur a bastard STOP U ENDEARING DICKWAD” he was so fucking endearing it was ANNOYING cuz i’ve seen some of the shit he’s pulled damnit. srsly tho, so absolutely charming, wow.

three, and what stuck with me most; brendon loves what he does. a little bit of exhibitionism, i think; he likes ppl looking at & admiring him, he’s that type of person, a showman, but also, i think he just loves making music, people singing along to the music, etc. ive been to eight concerts now, and i don’t think i’ve seen someone who clearly loved being on stage so much. a lot of ppl act like it’s a chore to tour, but brendon clearly loves it, and it made me happy, especially as an aspiring musician. 

four, the straighties drooling over him and the gays drooling over him was truly straight/gay solidarity

ok what else happened... brendon would throw in random ass high notes towards the ends of songs... my sister looked at me super alarmed when he first did it during dtmwagt lmfao... ppl would cheer & it was impressive, but kinda piercing & i was like “show off” lol

HE DID THE ‘I MAKE THESE HIGH HEELS WORK’ thing, i thought he retired tht?? so i was pleased lmfao

i dont rmr anything that stands out about ready to go or la devotee but the lights & backgrounds during them were very pretty & i got some good pics of brebbois face (i finally got semi decent quality pics im rlly happy abt tht, concerts r so hard to photograph)

hallelujah was cool cuz there were, like, those catholic(?) church windows projected on the top part of the stage, it was pretty af, they rlly outdid themselves with the visuals

and mona lisa had like pipes & industrial stuff?? idk it looked dope, and it contrasted rlly cool it was super pretty

nine in the afternoon,,,, the only pretty odd song... i dont even like pretty odd but it was like,,, damn. & he had the piano, total live in denver vibes ;-; but he wasnt dripping sweat this time lmao

golden days, brebweenie knows hes hot, kept winking & doing mic flips & shit & i was like u fucken weenie ive seen that pic of u w a bowl cut in a bra, die

k he’s a fuckin bastard but hhe’s pretty & talented fuckin big ego bitch ... can yall tell i hav a lovehate relationship w him bc i do

I GOT THIS ONE PART ON VIDEO DURING GOLDEN DAYS WHERE KENNY & NICOLE R FUCKING AROUND & MAKING FACES & GOOFING IT’S SO CUTE

during casual affair in the chorus, the mic would echo each word (just lay (lay) in the atmosphere (sphere) & the ‘lay’ was rlly good on my ears idk sometimes certain vocal notes sound GOOD & that was one i keep replaying it

SO VEGAS LIGHTS as yall kno i was born & raised in vegas & a vegasfucker69 it’s my fucking home i moved last november (not my choice) & miss it violently & i was CRYING during vegas lights hard & it was so beautiful im gonna watch the video i got over & over & over that song means so much to me IM SO FUCKING HOMESICK

speaking of which, im pretty bitter i didnt see panic in vegas, this was my first panic show & that kinda bothers me, like i should’ve seen them in vegas a few yrs ago but it never worked out.... still, im grateful i saw them at all & im glad i saw the song live. i had my fob snapback on too, it says ‘las vegas’ on it cuz i got it there haha, wore that on purpose

he did the fucking running man thing towards the end & everyone cheered & i was like dONT ENABLE HIM

sat down during dancing’s not a crime cuz im a bitch who doesn’t like half the new record & also my knees hurt cuz im old apparently, anyway this chick glared at me then sang every word wat a fuckin prep lmao

o yah i forgot, in golden days he got in the crowd & let a girl sing the last chorus it was amazing i bet that made her life

AND DURING DOAB HE WALKED THRU THE CROWD that was SO FUCKING ENDEARING i was like “wow what a guy” then i was like “HE’S A BITCH U KNOW HIM” & i was like “hmm??? what a guy” but omg he made so many people happy it was really beautiful & sweet & i was like... half in love & then i came to my senses jksjfhjsdhfkjsdn

RLLY THO HE WALKED THRU THE CROWD & HIGH FIVED PPL & SHIT & GAVE HUGS & TOOK ART/LETTERS IT WAS SO DAMN GOOD HE WAS SO SWEET & LEGIT EVERYONE WAS FALLING FOR HIM & I WAS LIKE SUFFERING

legit guys, like it’s weird i used to watch his parascopes in 2015 or w/e & he’d say some Bad shit on there sometimes, like ik he does some messy shit BUT HE ACTED SO FUCKING LOVELY BLEH

also he’s very short, like he’s 2 inches taller than me but he looked so little in the crowd i was like... aw

the piano thing ;-; it was rlly pretty but my paranoia & anxiety was off the charts i was like that things gonna fucking fall & crush the crowd it’s gonna fucking fALL but it didnt ofc but i was stressed bleghh

but ok on a positive note, that was soo fucken lovely, bden stopped to try to make eye contact with as many ppl in as many places of possible, like he made the effort to get to everyone & make them have a special moment & it was ... magical ok thts fucken cliche as shit but it rlly was

ok i did smth lowkey embarrassing, i doubt he saw, but when he faced towards us i was just overwhelmed w like.. gratitude?? ive had a bad 2 years in every way, so being somewhere filled with love & fun & kindness & joy & all around good vibes, i was so grateful? i just wanted to thank him for creating that kinda atmosphere. so i like,,, blew kisses but not in a weird way, like later i was like oh that was kinda weird whyd i do that, but at that moment i didnt use my head & it was jus my instinctual way of saying thank u idk it’s lame but it happened so there ya go idfk

fun fact, my vid of it is out of focus cuz i was so enamored watching him & watching the crowd react it was pretty fucking magical it rlly was

once he got down from that piano he went “wow i feel so fucking inspired now” & i was like “bitch me too tf” 

legit it was absolutely indescribable, even watching my vid now.... wow. and u can hear me lightly crying in the back of my video too lmao, and i was shaking p hard, it was so fucking magical. like im getting emotional rn cuz it was exactly what i needed to remind myself that there is good stuff in the world thats worth staying for. 

i never was super big on panic or breb like i said but if i ever meet him im gonna thank him bc that. wow. transformative.

also that transition from the piano cover he did to dying in la was smooth af. it was all around gorgeous.

OK GIRLS GIRLS BOYS, I WAS SO CONCERNED W FILMING I COULDNT PUT MY LIGHT ON (i had a red heart) BUT OMG

he got a bi flag first, then a rainbow one, then another rainbow one... one was those hayley ones lol, and one ended up on the stage out of his eyesight & he never saw it & i felt so bad fjdnfds

G-D ALL THE GAYS SINGING WAS SO EMOTIONAL & THE RAINBOW BEHIND THEM ON STAGE (AND PAN FLAG COLORS AT TIMES?!??!?!)) IT WAS FUCKING MAGICAL & BRENDON LET A FLAG DRIFT IN THE WIND FOR A SEC BEFORE HE PUT IT ON IT WAS GORGEOUS

AND ALL THE RAINBOW LIGHTS IN THE CROWD FUCK DUDE

breb might be a turd but he’s the only one of these emo dudes who parades around draped in flags & so aggressively empowers gay fans through it, and for that, i respect him. ik the song has more perverse origins but now it’s a bi anthem that rlly connects w lgbt fans & it’s rlly beautiful, AND i got another gorgeous shot of a pride flag surrounded by lights & im just. wow.

after, breb said “that is gorgeous btw” about the rainbow lights, and “thank u for participating in love” & giggled, i got this shot of the lights in the dark lookin incredible ;-;

also said “this a record number of flags tonight, very cool” so portland is rlly gay apparently, kewl

nicole doin the nicotine bass line slayed me dead wowie u can hear me go “WOO” on the vid lmfao (im a bassist so i lov her double)

ive seen miss jackson live twice now cuz at my monumentour show, new politics brought lolo out to cover it so that’s dope lmfao

anyway bden did the fuckin valley girl voice for “the scenery is so loud” which was delightful

he had us do the ‘ayyyy’ bit woo

NICOLES BASS,,, SPARKLY

drum thingy ;-; speaking of monumentour, andy & patrick famously did a drum off & i MISSED IT cuz the stage at my venue wasnt large enough to fit both sets ;-; so they didnt do it ;-; but bden doin his own drum solo kinda made up for it a little bit

fuckin show off tho he played like 3 instruments & i was like u bitch stop

there was some kinda audio sample that went “i got a fever & the only prescription is more caffeine(?)” & bden mouthed the words along, and some girl behind me went “SAME” 

UPDATE: googled it, i knew i recognized chris walken’s voice, he says cowbell not caffeine & it’s a skit from snl that i’ve SEEN im a disgrace anyway that was fun also woo cowbell

the big screen kept cutting from bden drumming to a shot of the crowd & someone holding a pride flag & i was like yah drumming is gay now

lmao i only filmed like a minute of a song unless i rlly liked it so i could spend the rest of the song gettin funky right?? & i like king of the clouds but not a ton, but i filmed the whole thing cuz the visuals were so pretty lmfaooo i jus was staring at them like wowwww prettyyyyy

during the ‘i dont feel anything at all’ he looked rlly sad & i couldnt tell if it was genuine or if he was goin for like a pouty look djfdsjfndjks then right after he winked so ig pouty thx breb

at some point he introduced nicole&kenny plus the strings & brass ppl as “his friends” it was sweet & he was like “these lovely ladies” about the strings & “these handsome men” about the brass & i was like WOO GAY RIGHTS

FIRE DURIN CRAZY EQUALS GENIUS. BOZ FLASHBACKS. FIRE ON MY FACE HUNDREDS OF FEET AWAY. FEAR. DONT LIKE FIRE. SPONTANEOUS COMBUSTION. KENNY WAS TOO CLOSE. FEAR.

a whole arena singing bohemian rhapsody 25+ years after freddie mercury’s death was Incredible, i dont believe in afterlives but if there is one i hope he was watching & enjoying & knowing his legacy was staying alive bc wow that was powerful

THE END WAS CRUNK AF HOLY SHIT BDEN GOT DOWN

i cant believe i remember the day emperors came out like,,,, jeez. so lit live tho

I HAVENT MENTIONED HIS SPARKLY SUIT YET. KING OF SPARKLY SUITS

BRENDON DOIN HIS HIGH NOTE BIT & THE STAGE LIGHTING UP FULLY ON FIRE FUCK DUDE

bitchden took his shirt off when he came out for the encore..... bitch

SINS,,, FUCK DUDE,,,, MY CHILDHOOD WAS CRYING HHYSTERICALLYYY, 

in the background of my vid u can hear me do the ‘ily’ ‘ily’ from the mv emo ass

my lil sis got fucken turnt to sins lmfaooo??? danced her ass off???

us: W H O R E bden: ily

VIOLINISTS GETTIN WILD TOO

they played footage of the music vid & breb & his fuckin iconic outfit & i was a lil emo kid again omg i cant believe i saw it live

he did funny voice durin calls for a toast nerd ... least he’s not entirely bitter abt songs ryan wrote anymore tho lmao... or maybe he is considering theres only two on the 30 song setlist ;-;

i gotta listen to afycso again damn it’s so iconic

oh yah at some bit he said “ive been doing this for 14 years, im 31 now” & it reminded me like.. most of these emo bands, they started so young. & got successful at such a young age. it’s so crazy. idk. wow. 

he got growly during the chorus, that’s pstump’s thing beeb dont steal it lmao

CONFETTI fitting ending, & i got him walking off which is cool, other bands it goes dark & they just kinda disappear & it’s unsatisfying ;-;

so yah i finally saw breadman live, i got 400 pics and 30 videos so that all got spam posted over the last few days lmao

#finally posting it lmao #81218 #long post -