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msby!atsumu x reader || w/c: 2.5k ft. osamu miya, and also those other two idiots. a/n: thank you for the enthusiasm on this silly little series, im kissing all of you on the forehead. c/w for inconsistent use of the miya accent omg

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You sneakily glance over the top of your phone. 

Beside you on the platform, Osamu is in the middle of muffling a yawn. The glowing red numbers on the station clock behind him blink a minute closer to ten.

The one on the right, you think, after a few seconds of observation, That’s Atsumu.

Satisfied, you keep scrolling. 

And then you see it again. The thing that started all this. 

You think of it as The Picture.

(With the capitals, because even after you told yourself you wouldn’t look it up anymore, it keeps crossing your path, algorithmically intertwined as it is with Atsumu’s.)

It shouldn’t even have been incriminating— it’s just Atsumu (with his hood pulled over his head, that’s why any of this was working) walking you across the parking lot, both of you photographed mid-step under one of the pole lights— but there’s just something in your eyes, something in the way you’re looking at him while you’re laughing at something he said.

Really, it’s a good picture.

Good, because you know what that something it managed to capture is.

It’s the fact that you really are a little in love with him.

That’s why your heart had broken— again, just a little, honest— when Atsumu had seen it too, and just laughed. 

‘Now that’s convincing, ain’t it? Don’t ya worry, I’ll make sure no one believes it.’

You hastily lock your phone, trying to get Atsumu’s face out of your mind before the lump in your throat has a chance to establish itself. Unfortunately, you’re not really in a situation where you can escape being reminded of him.

“Osamu,” you say, feeling more than a little bad about your true motivations when he’s been nice enough to wait with you, “you should go home. It’s late.”

He looks at you sideways, with a grin. “Oh, did ya want to get started on the breakup rumours? It'd be a great picture, I'll give ya that. Get them a shot of ya sittin’ all lonesome on the bench over there.”

You swat him on the arm. “You’re having too much fun with this! Don’t you have to get up early to open the restaurant?”

“Nah, tomorrow's my day off too. I'm sleepin’ in.” Osamu pats you on the head like a child. “Don’t ya worry.”

It’s starting to annoy you how even now— when they’re not as easy to mix up— they still manage to be so damn similar. Enough for this ruse to work, and enough for people to occasionally pause and frown as they notice Osamu's face, trying to place where they've seen him before. 

They think he doesn't notice.

(Like right now, there’s a man on the other platform who’s been staring for the past five minutes. Osamu’s already suggested— and you’ve rejected— that he pretend to kiss you, just to give the man some more material to work with. )

Once, you asked Osamu if he minded all that attention. He’d thought for a moment, and then with a shrug said, at least he’s not on the news for bein’ a serial killer. Imagine what they’d be sayin’ about me then.

And people certainly had a lot to say. How Osamu should dye his hair back to grey, like he’d had it in highschool. How obviously, they were on the outs since he didn’t show up to Atsumu’s away game. How Osamu should quit the food industry, and take up modelling; but also how there was no way in hell he’d make it, because Atsumu was right there for everyone to compare him with. The better twin.

You know this is what Atsumu was trying to protect you from— these comments on your hair, your body, your life, and every single choice you did or didn’t make— by shutting down the rumour as fast as he could. 

But that didn’t make it feel any less like a rejection.

It didn’t make it hurt any less.

You can’t help but feel like some sort of obsessed fangirl, seeing how absolutely uninterested he’d been in the idea, and it’s a feeling tinged with shame. 

(Why would Atsumu Miya want you anyway? There must be other people, better people— athletes, models, actresses— lining up for a chance with him. You're a fool for even imagining it.)

Osamu’s phone pings, breaking you out of your melancholy spiral. He unlocks it and reads the text that’s just come through. 

“Our sample bento boxes just got delivered.”

This is what you’ve been working on with him. A collaboration between Onigiri Miya and the Jackals— limited edition bento, showcasing each player’s personal tastes. As the team’s nutritionist, Osamu had insisted you were the one who was best suited to helping him determine the menu. The meals had to be balanced, but not repetitive; arranged attractively, but still be practical enough for production and transport. 

They also had to be an absolute secret until it was ready to launch.

Copycats, was the one-word explanation you first got out of the publicist, as she tapped away at her phone. And then—after you heard the shwoop of an email being sent— a slightly longer elaboration: can’t trust the Jackals to be quiet either. Don’t tell them.

(She was still looking at the screen. You don’t think you’ve ever made eye contact with her.)

“That’s good,” you say, with some relief. “I don’t know how much longer I can keep everything secret. Doesn’t Atsumu ask you what we talk about every day?”

“I just say ‘food’.” 

You raise an eyebrow at him. “And you’re okay with that? I mean… doesn’t it feel like lying? By omission?”

“I enjoy lying to him without omission too.”

Growing up, Osamu had quickly tired of being thought of as part of a set— especially since with Atsumu’s flashy personality, that usually ended with him being ‘Atsumu’s brother’.

In an attempt to establish his own identity and find his 'thing', Osamu had made the ill-advised decision to borrow his much older neighbour’s collection of horror DVDs. Why a highschooler thought it would be a good idea to give an eight year old the likes of The Grudge or Texas Chainsaw Massacre (dubbed), no one ever really managed to get out of the boy.

Still, Osamu had made it a good way into that cardboard carton before his mother had caught him. 

(Atsumu had woken up in the middle of the night, and upon finding his brother missing from their bunk bed, had sleepily stumbled into the family room; where Osamu was in the middle of watching Freddy Krueger going at it. His scream had scared Osamu far more than Freddy or Jason ever did.)

The horror movie thing hadn’t really amounted to much. He’s fairly sure it’s because nothing would ever conjure up the primal fear that he’d felt after seeing the look on his mother’s face when she’d made it down the stairs that night. 

But occasionally, when he’s closing up Onigiri Miya’s kitchen all alone in the middle of the night with only a dripping faucet for company, he catches sight of the gleaming knives and his mind wanders back to those nights in front of the TV. 

Sometimes he imagines using the knives to defend himself.

And sometimes, he imagines being the slasher.

Times like right now.

“Samu! Open up! I know you’re in there!”

I could chop him into little cubes and serve him right up, Osamu thinks, pulling his blankets over his eyes; as if blocking out the light will somehow block out the incessant banging on his apartment door. They’d never catch me.

Atsumu keeps it up for a whole minute. Osamu knows his brother has more stamina than his neighbours have patience; so he rolls out of bed, pulls on a shirt, and stomps his way to his front door.

“Whad’dya want?” he asks irritably, after he wrenches the door open.

Atsumu shoots him an irritatingly bright grin. “Do I need a reason to visit my beloved brother?”

“Ew.”

“Can I come in?”

“No.”

“I’m just gonna bang on the door again if you don’t let me.”

He wouldn’t even taste all that different from chicken if I drowned the meat in soy sauce, probably, Osamu thinks as he steps aside.

Atsumu saunters in, looking around the place like he’s never seen it before. Osamu’s too sleepy to ask. 

“Pretty clean in here,” he says.

“‘M not a pig like you,” Osamu grumbles as he makes his way to the kitchen, Atsumu trailing behind. “It’s always clean.”

“Not this clean,” Atsumu insists. “Okay, forget it.”

Gladly, Osamu thinks. “If ya want to mooch breakfast offa me, go wash your hands. I just know they're filthy.”

Atsumu mumbles something under his breath, but obliges, turning off into the bathroom. And just as well— Osamu discovers he’s left the sample bento boxes on the kitchen table.

Of course, Atsumu may have grown taller, but he’s still got the hand washing technique of a particularly unhygienic ten year old, so he finishes much too quickly. He shows up again when Osamu’s still got the last box in his hands.

“What’s that?”

“Nothin’. Work stuff.” Osamu says shortly, as he puts it away and shuts the fridge.

“Looks awful cute for work stuff.”

Osamu sighs heavily, and opens his cupboard to get a pan and fry up some eggs. It's not where it usually is. He frowns for a moment, before remembering it's in the sink— along with two plates and a pot, from the late dinner he'd thrown together with you last night.

They shift noisily as he draws the pan out. Atsumu whips his head towards the sound. 

“I thought ya hated leavin’ dirty dishes overnight.”

“Why are ya actin’ like ma, for god's sake?” Osamu asks, exasperated. “I had some company over. We cooked together, and then I was too tired to clean up. Since this was supposed to be my day off, I thought I'd get some rest first, jackass.”

“You were cooking together?” Atsumu looks pale. “Is— is that a euphemism?”

Pair him with wasabi. No one would know.

“The coach said you were a little listless at practice today, Atsumu,” you tell him, skimming over his meal plan. 

“‘M a little tired today, yeah.”

Of course he was listless. He hadn’t slept a wink. He was a zombie running on coffee. (Except instead of brains, what he's craving is a stupid chocolate chip cookie, for some reason.)

He just couldn’t stop going over the evidence. 

One, his brother’s suspiciously clean apartment. (Osamu may have convinced the world otherwise, but Atsumu knows half the mess in their room growing up was his.)

Two, the tinted lip balm he’d found on the bathroom counter. He’d swatched it on the back of his hand, and the light scent of strawberry had filled the air. Definitely not Osamu’s. (The teenage boy lurking in his brain had tried to convince him to kiss his own hand, just to see what it would be like.)

Three, Osamu hurriedly putting away that bento box. Were you at the bento-making stage of the relationship already? He's screwed. Maybe it came sooner than usual because both of you were freaks about food. (Atsumu doesn’t want to spend the rest of his life only getting raisin bran cookies from you, dammit. He wants to eat your deliciously salty, deep fried, unhealthiest tempura too. And that chocolate chip.)

And fourth, most damning of all— Osamu had allowed you into his kitchen. (He barely let anyone into his kitchen, euphemistically or otherwise. This was serious.)

“Have your energy levels been okay?”

“Just peachy,” Atsumu says, because he’s trying to tell himself the faint wash of colour on your lips is more peach than strawberry.

That’s when he discovers a more pressing issue. Your tracksuit is zipped all the way up. 

Was it always like that? He’s not sure. 

Oh god, did you have a hickey under there?

It was a mistake to think about that, because now he’s thinking about Osamu giving it to you, and Osamu’s face is his face, and god dammit, that person online was right, this was going to mess him up—

“Atsumu. You’re… kind of staring.”

Oh fuck, he was. He was staring at his brother's girlfriend. He's the worst.

“I’m just— I’m a little distracted— Sorry—” he starts frantically.

(Yes, distracted, because his brain is playing a nice little wedding montage for him right now.)

“Oh, it’s alright,” you say. “I didn’t mind.”

Atsumu freezes. You didn’t mind? You didn’t mind? 

He blames his next words on the extraordinary amount of caffeine coursing through his body. “Then can I keep starin’?”

You stare at him in shock.

Well, that’s it, he thinks, as he turns his blazing face up to the heavens, praying for a smiting.

Now you were going to report him to HR and transfer to Tokyo. Or worse, you’d awkwardly laugh it off and he'd be the guy who hit on his future sister in law. You'd make him tell the story at the wedding. In front of his mother.

When you don’t do either of those things, Atsumu reluctantly manages to pry his eyes off of the ceiling, and all he finds is you still staring at him, lips parted in surprise.

He makes eye contact. In that brief moment, he sees... something.

“Try and get more protein in,” you squeak.

And then you run.

(The camera pans to the priest solemnly addressing the gathering. “Should anyone present know of any reason that this couple should not be joined in holy matrimony, speak now or forever hold your peace”.)

(Atsumu stands up.)

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u/fattytuna95

WHAT DOES IT MEAN WHEN A GIRL RUNS AWAY FROM YOU???

IN A GOOD WAY

I THINK

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r/relationship_advice • 5 hours ago

u/fattytuna95

UPDATE: I want to ask out my twin brother's girlfriend.

I tried to post earlier but it got caught in the spam filter.

So I went to my brother's apartment first thing in the morning yesterday. There was some stuff I found there that made me think it was over, but then when I was talking with her at work today, I ended up... asking her if I could stare at her.

Don't ask, it's complicated.

I thought if I wasn't finished before, I sure was now. But the way she looked at me after I said it was... I don't know how to describe it. I really felt like there was something there.

And then she ran away.

I know none of that makes sense, but fuck, I really think she might like me back. But now she's not answering her phone. What the hell do I do? I can't focus, I just keep thinking about her.

(She went home but I'm not done with work yet so I'm standing in line to get the strongest coffee they're legally allowed to give me to get through the rest of the day. I won't have my phone with me. Might reply late.)

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u/unicornpoodle • 5 hours ago

why am I always the first to comment on your posts...?

dude I don't get how you think her running away from you was a good thing. how many times did you call her? you must be pretty hot if you haven't gotten an email for an HR meeting yet. lol.

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u/fattytuna95 • 5 hours ago Trust me, it was. And just twice. Yeah I'm pretty hot. ↑ 20 ↓   •••

u/guiltyassassin_ • 5 hours ago

What did you find at the apartment?

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u/fattytuna95 • 5 hours ago IT DOESN'T MATTER! ↑ 30 ↓   •••

u/msbygirlie_13 • 1 minute ago

oh my gosh im so sorry i've been busy all day and just saw this!! but don't worry it's going to work out!!! im sure of it!!!! just talk to her!!

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u/unicornpoodle • just now Real life doesn't always work out like the movies. Why is everyone just ignoring the fact that she RAN. AWAY. ↑ 1 ↓   •••

u/msbygirlie_13 • just now i knowwwww!!! but that new picture of y/n and osamu from today just makes me believe in loveee edit: that's atsumu miya's twin brother and his new gf btw ↑ 1 ↓   •••

oh no, what's this about a new picture? [my other fics->] please leave a like/reblog/reply/send me an ask if you enjoyed! <3 divider @/cafekitsune

#atsumu miya x reader #miya atsumu x reader #atsumu x reader #haikyuu x reader #my fic

[luffyvace]

Uraraka x shy fem reader

\(//∇//)\

AGHH I LOVE HER SHES SUCH A SWEETIE

(uraraka anti’s dni with this post, keep scrolling there’s no need to stop and waste your time hating on her—we love her here)

SHES AMAZING AS A S/O AS IS

BUT A SHY GIRLFRIEND??

SHE LOWKEY THINKS YOUR SO CUTE

not to stereotype shy people or anything

she just thinks your body language and mannerisms is cute

especially if your easily flustered

she is too so y’all twinning

she’d tease you lightly and you’d do the same (if your the type to)

otherwise she’s great at helping you step out of your shell

she knows how you feel a bit but since she’s still a bit more outgoing than you she’ll take it upon herself to help you out when you need it

if your the type of shy person who has trouble even asking people to let you through hallways no problem!!

she’s got your back girl!

will 100% always be there for you

she’ll hold your hand if you feel nervous

and help you practice public speaking for when you become heroes

she’ll warm you up to the class 1A girls

they’re all really kind people so you can be yourself around them!!

if you feel socially drained at the end of the day she takes you back to one of your dorms

(you usually choose hers because it’s always more comforting to be in your girlfriends room right?)

you guys match in pajamas

yall do skin/hair/self care

you guys:

cuddle

read

watch movies

talk about heroes

til y’all fall asleep :)

she doesn’t mind asking people things for you

or standing up for you if someone’s making you uncomfortable

in UA or out and about

especially after she learns martial arts

yall prob both kinda avoid bakugo

maybe especially you because he’s so loud

(if your the type that gets overwhelmed by loudness)

she introduces you to izuku

you guys are kinda similar so you guys become a trio

also you, yaomomo and uraraka is also a trio

yaomomo is a calm and soothing maybe even motherly person

so that’s perfect for you since she doesn’t come off as too strong

uraraka’s love languages are gift giving, quality time and a little bit of physical touch

your both pretty bashful about physical touch tho

so y’all take things slow and start with cute little touches

first is linked pinkies

next hand holding

then hugs

and finally small cheek kisses and quick pecks!!

so cute

<3

it’s likely you both agree on very minimal pda

like the very most is a quick ‘see ya later’ hug

but for the most part pinkie linking and hand holding is the go to

uraraka loves to gift you little trinkets and such

she always asks the girls for help on what to get you

especially for things like anniversaries

she always manages to give you something real thoughtful tho

especially that once a year real expensive gift that her parents helped paid for

and of course y’all spend more than enough quality time together

whether it’s the two of y’all and izuku

the two of y’all and momo

or the two of you and the rest of the girls

yall are practically inseparable

esepcially when she manages to calm your nerves so well

she loves taking you out on cute private dates with little people around

like a two seated bike

a small underrated park

a small business ice cream shop

she does her best to always make sure your comfy!

isn’t she the sweetest??

i love her

and you do too :)

ACK SHES THE SWEETEST GIRL EVER

IM DEF WRITING MORE FOR HER IN THE FUTURE

THESE WERE SO FLUFFYYY♥︎♥︎

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[pamithebunterfly2007]

There’s something that I want to confess to yall.

keep scrolling

Your getting there

Your Warm! YOUR HOT you’re almost there!!!

Ya ready for it? Here it comes in 3 . . . . . 2 . . . . . . 1. . . .

IM ACTUALLY GENDERFLUID!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 🩷🤍💜🖤💙

The truth is I am genderfluid, and TBH, sometimes IRL I often feel like I wish to have big dicks like the men and wear men clothes like suits, button up suits, etc. or maybe cut my hair Really really short like my OC or sometimes I think I’m might both boy And Girl, I’m still consider a female IRL but well but the truth is, I’m scared to come out to my parents or friends IRL and internet, I feel like they won’t accept me for who I really am and It’s hard because I remember last year, I tried telling my mom that I’m pansexual but unable too fearing that she’ll disown me and By saying that I’m genderfluid, I’m scared my friends will never love me anymore because for coming out of my closet but I hope you’ll understand, that I’m Pansexual and Genderfluid and my preferred pronouns are She/Her/They/Them. So fuck my own gender!

@nicky-toony

@gamerhyena33

@chrisloch6-blog

@art1c-m0nk3ys

@artgygrl

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@emo-gals-4life

#coming out #lgbtqia #lgbtq community #lgbtq #lgbt pride #queer #queer community #pride #genderfluid #pronouns

[eijirousbestie]

I’m not sure if my request have been sent to you or not but here we ge. Bakugou drawing with reader this time just quite and pace a day later he would notice reader putting his drawing in a nice and viable place in her wall like she is proud of him , im craving for some fluff🥹

Yes I got your last request too!! I try to crank these new stories out at least twice a month cuz of daily life but I got around to it today🫵🏽 I’ll combine ur last request with this one since it’s kinda the same premise. As always thank y’all for reading and I hope you enjoy! If y’all have any special requests PLS SHARE THEM WITH ME!! I’d love to write them<33

“Stick to art.”

painting together

peaceful silence

Bakugou is actually good at painting

may or may not have based the painting off of one I actually made…

* * *

“For the love of god will you stop hogging all the white paint?”

“Quit whinin’ will ya? I’ll hand it back just give me a sec here.” You in fact did not get the paint back in a few seconds. With the way he’s got it in a death grip you’re not entirely sure it’ll survive the trip back to you.

“Katsuki, your knuckles are literally turning white from how hard you’re squeezing the tube. You don’t even need that much.”

“You know the more you talk the less “enjoyable” this bright idea of yours is.” He places the tube of paint down on the ground next to your knee.

You both are in your dorm room, your usual tarp covering the flooring under you from any stray paint splatters. It was your grand idea to have the both of you paint together. Actually, it was to prove to Bakugou that painting wasn’t as easy as he chucked it up to be. It started with his comments about your art earlier in the week. You were working on another project for class and spent hours painting and refining the details. The boisterous blonde disrupted your thoughts in place of his own. Why the hell’s this taking so long? It’s just an apple, he’d question. To him, a painting should never take more than at least two hours tops. If anything, watching you paint for hours on end was the coolest thing to him because how could someone have that much patience? He’d never admit it though. And now here you both are, having a painting session in your room to prove to him it’s not as easy as he thinks.

Grabbing the now freed white paint you add a small glob of it to your palette, mixing the specific color you needed. You both have already been painting for almost an hour. It’s Saturday and you didn’t have anything better to do. Before you both started, you’d searched Pinterest for painting ideas. Scrolling through various cartoon characters, Bakugou settles on painting a simple white skull against a black background. The reference is such a him choice. You chose yours a little while after him but refused to tell him your idea. He rolled his eyes and started sketching on the small canvas you’d given him, occasionally asking you if his proportions were accurate.

You both had fallen into a quiet peace. The windows drawn to let the last bits of sun in. The soft sounds of your music thrumming through your small speaker. The slosh of water being dirtied up in solo cups as Bakugou cleans his brush. Just all around good vibes and harmless bickering here and there. You swear you’ve never seen him so relaxed, other than the time he fell asleep while you were drawing him. You look up from your canvas and catch a glimpse of Bakugou’s face. Trimmed eyebrows pinched together in a stare of pure concentration, his lips slightly tucked in as he works on the details of the skull.

His painting technique is quite impressive. Understandably not to your level, but if he took art seriously he could be one hell of an artist. The way he changes the pressure of his grip when outlining the teeth of the skull has you eyeing his piece in astonishment. Where the hell did he learn that from?

“You gonna keep starin’ at my shit or are you actually gonna give your input.” Your gaze lifts from his painting to him. You give a slightly confused look.

“Wait what.”

“Asked if I was doing this line stuff right but you looked lost as hell. Told you to leave that dope alone.” You roll your eyes.

“Ya mama. And yeah you’re doing it right. Just don’t make em too thick.” He side eyes you so hard you’re sure his eyes are about to roll out of his head.

“You’re lucky I’m goin’ to therapy.”

“Aren’t we all.” You give a brief chuckle and continue to work on your painting. The light pink background against the chosen figures ties the whole piece together. A particular song plays from the shuffle queue of your music library. It’s one that you and Bakugou both know. You quietly hum along, bobbing your head. Your ears pick up a rather deep tremor that joins your humming. He’s humming along too, eyes laser focused on his work. In the most non-corny way possible, you try to harmonize with him, doing decent until you miss a note halfway through. He makes sure you’re aware he noticed.

“Stick to art.” He snickers, shoulders softly shaking.

“Mind your business.”

“I’ll do what I wanna do.” He retorts. He’s so sassy and for what.

Another couple hours pass and you’ve both finished your paintings. Katsuki lifts his painted skull with pride, his ego through the roof. It’s actually a pretty solid painting. Albeit, simple, but not bad at all.

“Goddamn Kats, you didn’t do half bad.” You chide with a grin.

“Damn right. Told you this shit’s easy. Just gotta get over gettin stuck in the details.”

“That’s funny because you asked for my help with line work but go off I guess.”

“You’re just a resource. Gotta use what I can to get where I need to be.”

“Damnnn ouch. That’s all I am to you? Katsuki I’m hurt.” You feign heartbreak as you dramatically hold your hand over your heart.

“Idiot. You gonna show me what you ended up paintin’ or not?” You nod, grabbing your canvas and flipping it over to show him your piece.

His eyes are met with an image of two bears, one white, one brown. Their cheeks are smushed together in some sort of side hug. The brown bear does not look amused. He clicks his tongue and tilts his head.

“You really love cutesy shit don’t you?”

You shrug. “Not my fault the Pinterest bears were cute. Stay mad but I’m in my bag.”

“The fuck’s that even mean-”

“Shhh you’re being a hater right now.” He shakes his head as he chuckles deeply, shoving his hands in the pockets of his sweats.

“Yeah you’re really lucky I’m in therapy.” You laugh with him and reach for his painting that he left on the ground.

“You gonna leave this behind after you worked so hard on it?” You question. He shrugs.

“Don’t really got a place for it. I ain’t really into displaying things like you. You keep it or something.” You hold onto both paintings as he announces his departure to his room.

The next morning, he wakes up and starts his usual routine. Shower, brushing his teeth and skincare. The shuffle of his house shoes fills the quiet of the halls as he journeys to your room to make sure you’re up to go on your Sunday morning run together. He knocks once, twice and gets no reply. He jiggles the doorknob and he finds it unlocked, meaning you’re probably not inside. He opens your door and looks around to find no you. But what he does find makes his face go warm. There on the wall adjacent to the door, hangs his skull painting right next to yours. A ghost of a smile graces his lips as he shakes his head, closing the door to your room to go and grab you for your run.

bonus: the paintings y’all made

Bakugou’s:

Yours: *optional*

fun fact this is actually a painting I made a few months ago😭

#bakugou headcanons #bakugou katsuki #mha headcanons #mha drabbles #mha x reader #bakugou x reader #mha bakugou #bakugou katuski x reader #bakugou fic #bakugou x you

[blueflameart]

Hello! I was scrolling on your blog and I love the aesthetic! And i was wondering if you could do Chuuya and Dazai [or one of them!] x Gn S/o that speaks Spanish and English?

(Btw I loved your writing with the Russian one!!)

Also have a lovely day and stay hydrated!!

THANK YOU THANK

This is the Russian fic btw

I took French instead of Spanish when I was givin the language thingy back then.. so uh I did try

BTW IF ANY OF THIS WRONG PLS TELL MEEE

Dazai

I feel like he definitely knows so Spanish, he probably knows Russian I KNOW 💯 HE KNOWS FRENCH

If he didn’t know Spanish he’d be more then happy to learn it from you

And if he does know it…

You’d both be teasing kunikida while he begs to know what the two of you are plotting. 💀

Just like fyodor

Gossip buddies about anything and anyone

“kunikida sigue acumulando papeleo para mí y atsushi no lo hará...”(kunikida keeps stacking on paper work for and atsushi won’t do it)

“Ay pobre Bebe..” (aw poor baby..)

“todavía no lo hago por ti aunque”(im still not doing it for you tho)

“¡Maldita sea!” (Dang it!)

Nice try Dazai

But not really

Chuuya

I once had a dream where chuuya actually spoke Spanish to me at like a bar? So I wholeheartedly believe this man speaks Spanish

He’s got that really nice sounding accent with it to

It’s so smooth and simple like it’s his first language

It is now because I said so

I wouldn’t say y’all gossip..?

But y’all do talk about the mission when out in public

“el objetivo esta a las 12 en punto, cuidado”( the target is at 12 o’ clock, be careful)

“Los/las veo ,te amo” (i see em, love ya)

Idk if that was right- ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^

“yo también te amo”(I love you too)

Also if he doesn’t want the other mafia members or whatever meeting councilors to hear y’all’s conversation or plan

#bsd x reader #bsd fluff #bungo stray dogs fluff #chuuya fluff #nakahara chuuya #dazai fluff #dazai osamu #dazai x reader #chuuya x reader

[sunshinechay]

The way my mind connects the dots with 0 hesitation is hilarious. I could be seeing something like "Omg Michael is SO hot, looks so good with his hair like that, my little meow meow!" and Im like "ya Michael-

Seater?

Cera??

Myers!

from the group chat??!!!???

Really be like that (I barely care about any of those people, my brain will just pick at random), wild to see this post in the wild tho, its been years since I saw fans of (pick your fighter).

Only to find out OP is talking about a totally unrelated Michael from something I've never heard of, but its too late, ive already connected the dots in such a hilarious way, I gotta reblog now. But im collecting the new Michael for another similar situation if this ever comes up again.

I remember in high school we had this classmate named John Oliver and for the life of me, I couldn't understand that my friends were talking about John Oliver the tv host. They'd sit there saying the wildest shit like "Did you hear what insane shit John Oliver did last week?" and for a whole 5 seconds I'd be SO concerned about our mutual classmate only to be told this is about some random dude I don't know or watch (back then) and suddenly the world made a LOT more sense. But for those 5 seconds my mind created real terror and I just had to know what kind of sitcom life my classmate was living every fucking week.

So anyways, if you're always wondering why i keep re-blogging posts about your favs with the dumbest tags, its because I keep re-living Last Week with John Oliver time loop with you😭.

I don't even read your url, im just scrolling fast and every time im like "wait Effy slow down, this made no sense, dont just accept that" I look at the url and you're talking about some whole other guy.

Like I really saw your post and went "ah the creepy pasta girlies from 2012 breached containment and hit my dash again...ya...i'll reblog" and it was literally NOT about that Jeff at all.

I need an option to highlight your username in big and bold so my brain understands that your favs and my brain has 0 overlap and idk any of those people. This keeps happening with just you on my dash and no one else. I remembering struggling with my life, during your vegas era (of vegaspete of kinnporshe). Like this is NOT about Las Vegas at all, but if you asked me what my brain ran off with in those 5 seconds, if left unchecked, you'd understand why I love having you in my dash so much. Scrolling super fast on tumblr with you on my dash is just briefly time traveling to another universe istg.

Plus sometimes I do end up watching what you watch like kinnporshe so thats just a bonus.

Glad I could help! Haha

And don’t worry, my brain frequently does this kind of thing as well. Our brains recognize patterns and make connection only it seems our make connections where there are none, but that’s half the fun. Sometimes I laugh at where my own brain takes me.

I saw your tags on the Jeff posts and laughed because omg can you imagine Jeff the Killer reading his own fanfiction 😂😂😂

However, it’s Jeff Satur we’re talking about and honestly the fact he has read fanfiction about himself is both funny and horrifying like “I’m so sorry you had to witness this Jeff…would like some recs for other fics about you?” 😂😂😂

I’m glad that you have liked the BLs you’ve watched. They’re really just something else, in both good ways and bad and I love them so much. So I’m happy I can spread the joy :)

#captain-effy #jeff satur #sometimes our brains take us on a wild ride #that ends with us imagining jeff the killer reading fanfiction about himself #and that’s okay #cap answers asks #cap speaks

[the-owl-house-takes]

"huntlow didnt get enough time to get developed properly" true statement, we were all robbed of a third season and a lot of character development and chracter dynamics for many many characters and so on but its irrelevant to me cus i still wouldnt like it if it was properly developed. i know myself, id still be ok w it being part of the series but i still wouldnt have any interest in it and would find ship art equally annoying just cus i dont like it.

"if hunter was with a boy/willow was with a girl-" irrelevant, thats a different ship with a different character. there is no argument, stay on topic.

"bi/pan erasure or something along those lines" it has nothing to do with their sexualities and i dont care about canon or your headcanons or the characters sexualities none of that is relevant i just dont like them together as a ship

"huntlow antis/huntlow haters" be real. people can just dislike stuff without it being a big spectacle. do you think i put huntlow anti on my job resume or my tinder profile??? its not an identity, its just an opinion (also this is a salt blog. why are there sharks in the ocean)

"hunter having trauma doesnt mean he cant love" the grass is green the sky is blue i still dont have to like the ship and i still think hunters trauma takes priority for most people when they make huntlow stuff, maybe idk i have the tag blocked but ive seen some stuff and i see lots of arguments abt this. yes willow can be a rock for hunter but shes not supposed to be his only rock, hunter needing a rock is not supposed to be the only time they talk or interact, and there are ways to talk about hunter and huntlow without making it only trauma-related. i dont like the trauma-unrelated stuff either its still boring to me.

"something about willow idk i feel like people focus more on hunter when they argue about huntlow so i dont actually know any arguments about willow" willow is an underrated character and i love her but i still dont have to like the ship and i feel like a lot of the time people treat willow in general like one of her best character traits is Likes Hunter, or like shes hunters rock to lean on but never spin that around and let hunter be willows rock, and more often than not, somehow???, hunters trauma is still involved in willows insecurities or its used as part of how she heals from those insecurities?? like. can a girl not just say 'im worried about not being strong enough and being a burden' and not get 'when i was working for belos something something i thought i wasnt strong enough and i was wrong so ur strong too' and something like that like. a lot of huntlow stuff is like that ngl.

"just block people/the tags" I AM but like. i can still dislike it. and im perfectly valid in saying i think its annoying when i go to the tags and more than half the posts i scroll through are blocked cus its huntlow. im perfectly valid in saying i dont like ship whether i have the tags blocked or not.

"people can ship whatever they want" no they cant because i said so. the sun revolves around me. god watches me, his special little guy, fart and immediately cries in joy and throws a celebration party. (but also people are allowed to not ship stuff too like. it goes both ways.)

"so what are people just not supposed to make huntlow fanstuff" yes. i never want to see huntlow ever again my life. (but actually dont do that keep making stuff itd be sad if people stopped)

"everything you say is insane" ya

-

#the owl house #toh #ship hate

[starligtgalaxy]

chapter 07: always the fool with the slowest heart

"what!?"

The two turn to look at me.

"sup bird nest, was telling Mei here about the time you almost died on a rollercoaster" Albino Rat gives me a wave before motioning to the girl sitting next to her.

"sounds horrifying" Mei comments.

"but what about- 'keep you a secret'?" I question.

"she walked in on me in my human form, giving her no explanation would be a buyer chance of the secret spreading"

My mentor explains."Well, I'm gonna go. See ya Calamity Jane and Katy Perry" she gets off the bed. She transforms into her rat form and scurries off.

"What's with the nicknames?" Mei raises her eyebrow.

I jump up on the bed next to the blackette "She loves using them. She's been calling me that one for a long time, I still don't understand it"

I pick up the Tv remote and turn on the TV. "What do you want to watch?" I turn to Mei.

Mei places her hand on her chin "hmmm, I'm not sure"

I scroll through the movies. I feel Mei patting my shoulder when I scroll over a certain movie."Barbie: Charm school?" I read out loud.

"Hell yeah! Barbie films are the best" Mei exclaims, raising her fist in the air.

I select the movie. I put the remote down and get off the bed.I walk over the kitchen, i grab a bowl out of the cabin.

I turn to my mei "M&M's or popcorn?""Both!" She reponds, not taking her eyes of the Tv.I grab a second bow.i fill one with M&M's and the other with popcorn.

I grab both bowls and set them on bed. I carefully set back on the bed next to Mei.

We munch on the snacks as we watch, leaning slightly against eachother.

Mei seem to only eat the green M&M's. I slowly reach over and grab a green M&M and eat it.

Mei turns to me offended and dramatically gasps "You stole my M&M"

I smile "Not me, blaire"

"How dare she, I wanted that M&M" Mei jokingly pouts.

We look at eachother and burst into laughter.

"Man this the most fun i had in years, I was stuck with that old rat for ages" I say, stretching my arms and back.

"Oh wait!" I reach over to my bag and grab the folded poster. "Mei, I found this poster about a shadow play"

Mei leans against me, trying to get a better look at it "when is it?"

"It's over two days"

Mei frowns "Sorry, I'm busy then""Aw man, it's fine" I fold it and put it back in my bag.We soon fall asleep, tired from all the laughing.

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Sorry that it's been a while since I updated, I was focusing on my other fanfics. Im currently having exams so I won't be working on chapters.

#Radianceau #lmk x reader #lmk

[pixiecaps]

I remember like, the first time I saw you. I hadn’t recognized your pfp, and after seeing it a few times on my dash I decided to click. After scrolling a bit, I came to the realization I had followed you on accident (something that happens plenty to me). I usually would’ve unfollowed, but you seemed just interesting enough for me not too. A few months later, I’m surprised when you follow me back, especially since I don’t make original posts, and am not ranboo-centric.

Nowadays, you’ve managed to become one of my favorite mutuals. I always get giddy when I see you in my notifications, and 90% of the time I make note to see what post you liked and/or reblogged. It’s the “I’m getting a good grade in reblogging, something that is both possible to achieve and normal to want.”

We aren’t close mutuals, though I definitely wouldn’t mind it. I’d love to send more asks, however I’m horrific at carrying conversations and also have some social anxiety that makes me nervous. I also don’t want to intrude, as previously mentioned we aren’t close mutuals, and I don’t want to be pushy or annoying, haha. And I would start by responding to some of the posts you make that expect responses, but I don’t refresh my dashboard enough to see them in time. And I don’t know if it’d be appropriate to ask for a discord, which I’m better at checking, because I know it’s usually used for friends.

All in all though, you are funny and witty, and I often to stop and read your posts when otherwise I’d scroll. I like your opinions when you do decide to get serious, and despite some non-common interests, you present them in such a way I can easily engage in anyways. I wish you lots of love and luck, take care of yourself, and keep your chin up, king!

(P.S. sorry for the rlly long message whoops, I hope I’m not too late to send this.)

helllooo anon i think this was for the ask game:0 im sorry i didnt see this hours ago im pretty sure you sent this around the time i went to sleep but yes hii hello!!

“interesting enough” LETS FUCKING GOOO. okay! i usually follow back people i’ve seen around a lot on dash or urls i recognize in my notifs!! i must have recognized you:)

thats so sweet thank you i appreciate it😭 also wanna thank you for sticking around the idea that you’ve grown to rlly be fond of me after accidentally following me is heartwarming

ah dude don’t worry about. look i started this blog because i had horrific social anxiety and my irls were encouraging me to make new friends!! so even though i was shaking and wanted to throw up (that bad ik) i started posting and slowly but surely it wasn’t as scary anymore. it takes time so you can take your time dont feel pressured to interact if you dont want to. that being said i don’t mind if people who arent “close mutuals” send an ask or dms me. you become a close mutual by doing these things ya know😭 oh!!!! you can ask for discord too!! all mutuals are allowed to :) i however suck at holding conversations too so be aware of that lmao

AW TY!! ehehe you like my takes🤭 genuinely though i try to stay away from discourse or serious topics cus it may come off intimidating and thats the last thing i want to come off as but im glad whenever i do make a few posts like that you found it easy to engage:) i will! i am trying my best to take care of myself and for u i shall hmmm i was gonna say go outside but i already have plans to do that so it’d be disingenuous. i’ll just drink a lot of water today 👍 omg have u ever noticed theres no water bottle emoji on ios. i wait every update to see if they added one but nope. i would use that emoji so much…

anon congrats on getting the award of longest ask ever sent BAHSJD i woke up and saw this and my eyes popped in a good way

( also adding this after i posted this. i know anons dont usually like their own asks to stay hidden so i need you to know you seem lovely:D )

#pix asks aaaa #anon #long post

[arlecchno]

NEL IS MY BABY I LOVE HIM - scratch / block code is actually like the only “coding language” i know because im too lazy to learn anything else LOL (im gonna try to learn renpy someday for part 2 of nels game though … anything for my silly little alien boi) tbh , scratch isnt too difficult but its TEDIOUS AS HELL 😭 it takes forever for me to make the dumb textbox transitions because i have to keep scrolling up n down , even with copy paste i still have to edit and make sure the timings are correct its such hell lmao

the little emote is basically just a glorified version of me lol (because the laws of physics wouldnt permit me to have a cool hair style)

i own the jacket irl its absolutely sick

LMAO i honestly kinda wish i could relate to the issue that people find me scary , i feel like my life would be a lot easier if i was intimidating to people , because i actually most of the time do have murder / violence on my mind - but noooo im small and squishy LOL

damn ive heard of those kinds of windows , yk those memes where people go onto their balcony / look out their window with their phones and just see like a brick wall LOL . my balcony gets a really nice view of the city sunrise i think , even though ive only been up to see it once or twice

BOOM >:D

i think the silliest thing i own is a ziplock bag from 6th grade that is full of cutouts from my friends mathbook , for example:

for the question … top 5 favorite genshin characters ? and if you want you can explain why but its not required (also if you play on genshin NA servers , wanna add eachother ? i guess this counts as two questions so feel free to shoot two back at me if ya want lol)

wishing you the best on asphodelus !!

- jellyfish

i can absolutely agree that scratch is such a pain in the ass LMAO, it always takes up my time whenever i did it in computing class a few years back

the blonde highlights are an absolute hit for me bro... and that's the xiao jacket, right? (hope i'm not mistaken because i feel like i've seen those around twitter)

AND YES THOSE MEMES IS EXACTLY MY WINDOW VIEW OMG whenever i'm feeling like looking out the window all i see is a brick wall with my neighbour's unit greeting me, and suddenly my day gets so much worse /hj

and those sunrise pics are bomb!!! i feel like if i had a sunrise view i'd be up early every single day to watch it and take cute pictures (i'm literally up before 6 every day, unwillingly)

a ziplock bag full of cutouts...? from 6th grade...? damn looking at it made me realize that 6th grade was so long ago and that we'd do a lot of silly stuff at that age 😭 makes me remind of those times when i was so energetic lmao now i can't even go up a flight of stairs without complaining

i think i'd have to make a separate top 5 list for the genshin characters because i don't think i could combine both genders into one list 😔 i'm too indecisive for that

top 5 genshin men; kuni, kazuha, cyno, dainsleif and alhaitham!! kuni is pretty self-explanatory, but as for kazuha and cyno.... i've been in love ever since they first came out (for cyno i've been waiting since like late 2020 LMAO and for kazuha i first saw him in the beta leaks and vowed to save up for him ever since then) i've also pretty much been in love with dainsleif ever since his first appearance in the archon quest (was it in 1.5??? i'm not entirely sure) and for alhaitham,, well his very blunt personality (and also appearance) have intrigued me 😞 i am apart of the alhaitham fanclub now

top 5 genshin women; yelan, shenhe, yoimiya, yae miko and ei!!! i love yelan and shenhe the most tho, they're my loves and i'm just really in love with their designs 🫶🫶

it's also cool how i have most of them (except for alhaitham, dainsleif and... kuni, unfortunately). i'll most definitely pull for alhaitham soon and hopefully luck is with me hahaha,, i quite literally only have less than 10 pulls right now

and yes i do play on na!!! i'm not really online much because there's not much to do right now but yes we could add eachother!!

as for a question for you... how many 5* do you currently have in genshin? and who do you plan on pulling for next?

thank you!!! asphodelus is going pretty well for me i am really looking forward to this new series

and thank you once again for talking with me jellyfish hehe hope you're having a great day today!! :D

#h answers #jellyfish <3

[strangebrews]

margot robbie & saoirse ronan

- answer the web’s most searched questions | 2018

#margot robbie #saoirse ronan #margotrobbieedit #saoirseedit #saoirseronanedit #margotedit #mrobbieedit #chewieblog #bbelcher #sronanedit #dailywomen #flawlessbeautyqueens #userstream #my edits #ya im in love with both of them keep scrolling

[tickling-giggles]

Ummm if you see this HAIIII I FREAKING LOVED THE SPY X FAMILY FIC AHHH literally love all of your fics butttttt I haven’t seen anyone ask for a reader fic/Drabble could you probably do ticklish-reader where the reader is playing twister with Denki or Sero and they tickle the reader to win?

Don’t write it if it make you feel uncomfy

(Stay hydrated keep up the good work💗)

You’re cheating!

A/N:HAIIII ANON awww I’m glad you like my fics sure I haven’t written anything with Sero in it.

Reader is gender!neutral

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“My loveeeeee” you called your tape-quirked boyfriend who was currently scrolling through tiktok laying in his bed. “Yessssss”

“I am bored and everyone is busy we should play a game” you implied. “Okay sure why not I got a bunch of board games we can play” Sero excitingly got up and opened his closet revealing all of the games he owns.

“Hmmmmm ooh about Twister” you reached and grabbed. “Uh— you tryna challenge me bébé?” Sero teased. “Only if you want me too” you smirked as you pecked his cheek. “Ok but who’s gonna spin it when the game gets intense?” You asked.

Deku mindlessly walking past Sero’s room. “Hey Izuku…. Are you busy?” You called him into the room. “Uhm hey Y/n hey Sero and no I’m not busy I actually just got back what’s up” he entered offering assistance. “Y/n thinks they can beat me in twister” Sero chuckled.

“Which I will and can anyways do you mind spinning the wheel for us please because Sero is prone to cheat” you elbowed Sero playfully. “Oh sure I can do that” Deku smiled as you and Sero set up the game.

“Ok so who’s going first?” Deku asked. “My love may go first” Sero bowed. “Oh yeah how charming”. You giggled.

“Okay Y/n left foot blue”

“Sero right hand red”

“Y/n right hand yellow

“Sero left hand green”

Couple more moves later

“This is lightweight” you bragged you were currently in a downward dog position above Sero who was in a superhero pose under you.

“Don’t go bragging to soon Mi amòr” Sero smirked as he lightly scratched at your foot causing you to jerk and collapse bringing both of you down. “Are you two okay” Deku asked worried.

“You freaking cheated you tickled my foot CHEATER!” you pouted as you fell back onto the carpet. Deku started laughing at your actions. “I didn’t cheat and how dare you call me a cheater if you call me that again I’ll give you something to whine and cry about” Sero playfully threaten.

“My love aka Sero Hanta is a CHEATER”

“Oh that’s it bébé your in for it now c’mere” he teased as he pulled you towards him and scratched at your ribs. “Nooooo but you did cheatehehehe noahahahaha” you bursts into giggles.

“You said it again I warned what would happen but you still chose to play with fire” Sero rolled his eyes at you. “Buhuhuhut I’m not wrong NAHAHAHAahahahaaha” You laughed even louder provoking him even more.

“You just keep going, awww amòr how come you didn’t tell me you were this ticklish huh?” Sero teased as he dug into you ribs. “SEHEHEHEroOhoOHOhOhohOho StAHaHahAp ihIhIt” you’re shaky laughter caused Deku to laugh a little.

“Oh amòrrrrr I know how to get you to apologize” he grinned evilly at you before digging into your armpits.

“SEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHRO PLEEHEHEHEHEHEHEASE”

“Deku you hear them telling me please” Sero turned to Deku who’s trying to stifle his laughter.

“GAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA IZUAHAHAHAHAHAHA DEHEHEHEHEKU HELP MEHEHEHHEEE” You reached your hand out for him which made him laugh even harder.

“NAHAAHAHAHA OHOHOKAHAHAHAY BAHAHAHAHABE BAHAHAHABE IM SAHAHAHAHRREHEHE PLEEHEHEHASE”

“Huh what… what’chu say Amòr” he teased.

“I SAHAHAID SAHAHAHRREHEHEH HANTAHAHAHAHA SAHAHAHRERHEHEHE”

“Ok ok I don’t want to kill you so I accept Mi amòr” He stopped as he planted a kiss on your forehead.

Deku’s laughter finally dying down still a bit giggly. “what’re you laughing for ya’ laughing at me” Sero attention now towards his classmate. “oho no Sero I’m not— well I didn’t mean it like that” Deku chuckled as he put is hand up.

“Oho well I’m that case I didn’t mean this!” Sero smirked as he pounced on his friend drilling his thumbs into his hips.

“NAHAHAHAHAHA SEHEHEH SEHEHEHROHOOHO Y/NEHEHEHE HELP MEHEHEHE” Deku reached his arm out waving at you. “If I were you I would think twice Mi amòr” Sero teased, which made you rethink your choices.

“Sorry Deku I’m tuckered out and plus you didn’t help me when I asked for it so this makes us even” “AHAHAHAHA Y/N YOHOHOU TRAHAITOR NOHOHOHO SEHEHEHEHEHERO NAHAHAHAT THEHERHEHEHE ” Deku screeched kicking his legs.

#kiara writes #tickle fic #ticklish!reader #lee!reader #ler!sero #lee!deku #ticklish!deku #mha tickle fic #mha tickling #mha tickles #mha x y/n

[delicrieux]

—MAKE YOU SAY “OH” EXTRAS: TINDER

extra meaning non-canonical occurrence; can be placed anywhere in the “make you say oh” timeline after couple (cha. 14) and before the final “oh”. 

pairing—corpse husband x f!reader warnings—tinder profiles, tw: men, swearing.  word count—2.6k. format— written. ─── ❥ req by nonnie​:  y/n makes a youtube vid/live stream where she's just swiping through her tinder acc and corpse literally blocks her lmao

author’s note—akldsljfs this was such a funny idea i could not not write it lmao

ultimate masterlist. myso masterlist

You have pulled the biggest brain move by setting up both a facecam and a screen recorder on your phone. All is beautifully displayed and visible during the stream. Your fanbase is particularly intrigued on what exactly are you planning on doing today, seeing as your tweet of “strea” had been a bit vague, if not downright ominous. No emojis. No elaboration. You couldn’t even be bothered to finish the word. Truly, a mystery. Everyone tuned in and are currently waiting with bated breath.

A few of your fans must sense upcoming doom because the overall mood in the chat turns from optimistically intrigued to...evil. It’s an entity all on it’s own now, clawing at you through the screen with various renditions of laughter and devil emojis. A few eggplants thrown in there for good measure, accompanied, naturally, by the scandalous water drops. At first the common consensus is that you’re biting the bullet and going through your camera roll on stream. Definitely an idea worth considering, though you frankly don’t know what lies at the start of the 11k photograph journey, and you are afraid to check in public. Could be a harmless meme, could be a salacious pic you had saved of an OF star. It’s really a gamble. Either way, you would definitely get banned. You might still get banned. Why do you insist on doing shit like this?

Because it’s funny. Because you’re kinda stupid. Because it’s just so absolutely laughably easy to do.

A smile quirks your lips, and while it is not explicitly smug, the look in your eyes sure is, “Greetings,” You utter lowly, dimming the lights--the budget for this stream! Ugh, you went all out, “my children.”

mother i crave violence

sensing evil energy rn!!

i do not claim the energy in this video for myself or anyone else watching this 💖💖

^with peace and love shut the fuck up

“I know y’all lowkey hoes-” Upon your words the chat splits into two: one side eagerly agrees (even shares a few OF accounts! How helpful, supporting small businesses!), whilst the other feverishly insists on innocence. You make a face stuck somewhere between offended and bewildered, “Now c'mon now-I know you. I know you all. We’re the same, don’t-what was that?”

You try to scroll back to the comment but it’s loss in the sea of incoming messages, “I swear to God I just saw-”

Corpse_Husband: i love late night streams it’s not like i have anything better to do.

“COOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORPSE!!!!” 

rip headphone users

i cant feel my face when im with you by the weeknd but instead of face its my fucking ears

yall think full vol on pc is better?my parents woke up 😭😭😭😭

To think he’s spending his last waking moments for today with watching you (he probably still would have anyway, because you do not posses an ounce of shame or self-control and pester him relentlessly)! It makes your heart sing, and suddenly, a traitorous, fun hating idea barges it’s way through the crowd of incoherent buzzing and states: don’t do this. For some reason it also has the voice of Rae. As if that would work in guilt-tripping you- Rae never succeed, and her fictitious rendition in mind won’t fare much better either.

Still, you thought about it. That must count for something. Corpse will understand, won’t he? Why don’t you want to upset it in the first place? Men look so funny when they lose their shit, like hello, don’t you have anything better to do? But the image of Corpse just sitting there, hurt, distraught, leaving you on seen because he’s in his sad boy hours leaves a sour taste in your mouth. 

queen rly went from  🥺😊 to 😕 u ok bbgirl?

Corpse_Husband: no pouts cutie

akjdjoeijdfse cUTIE??? deadass boutta r.i.p.

Well that succeeded in eliminating everything from mind, doubts included. If this was an anime, the scenery would shift into something roseate, with flowers and bubbles and sparkles all around you along with a halo or two. Alas, not an anime, rather reality. The led-lights, however, seemingly possessing a will of their own, slowly turn from deep violet to pink. You smile brightly, like the absolute dumbass you are, and you are met with a ray of heart and blushing emojis. You are just so cute, a real cutie! Still in your disguise adorable state, you swipe your finger on your phone screen, the grin never leaving your lips.

There, among the plethora of apps, nestled sits a red square with a white fire plastered on it. The delicate calligraphy on the bottom reads: TINDER.

The mood changes once again- you’re giving the roaches emotional instability by how quickly everything flips over- and the chat spams eggplants vigorously; some, of course, bravely fight against the thirst.

nooooooo i thought y/n is gonna stream in a god honoring way!!!

^pack it up girl defined

“So, Charlie and I-” You note a few awfully curious comments and squint, “-yes, we talk a lot. Charlie is a really good friend of mine. We’re best friends. Brothers. Sisters. Cousins. The whole fucking family tree-no, that sounds weird. Delete. Anyway, Charlie, being the absolute fucker he is, said, hey, you know what would be funny? And I was like, nooo, what would be funny, Charlie? And he says to me, he says, says, making fun of men on Tinder. And if y’all need any more proof that Charlie and I are platonic soulmates, then dunno, my children, my roaches, I dunno-I dunno what more to give you.”

You can’t be bothered reading the comments, there’s too damn many. You also need to save your reading comprehension for the actual bios. It has a time limit, that darn thing. 

“Okay, so I made a profile earlier, but I hadn’t swiped on anyone yet-” Despite the fact, Tinder helpfully informs you that already 99+ people have swiped right on you, “So, this is me,” You show the pictures you have of yourself, and damn, not to be a conceited narcissist, but you look really good. Like if you saw yourself on Tinder, you’d super like instantly. “Uhm, so, my bio-my bio says: let’s sauce in the tub together, ya dig? splishy splashy, giggle giggle.” 

i cant believe we are witnessing y/n trying to form a coherent sentence live 

shes trying give her time

ya dig??? y not capeesh

what scene from the godfather is this lol?

“My anthem, is,” You laugh, covering your lips with your hand, “Corpsie, this is form you-” Proudly, you show that indeed, Corpse’s E-GIRLS ARE RUINING MY FUCKING LIFE is listed as your anthem on Spotify, “Hehe.” Yes, you say that aloud.

Corpse_Husband: you’re killing me Corpse_Husband: thanks baby Corpse_Husband: now delete tinder ❤︎

You ignore his last quip, deciding it’s finally time to get this show on the road, “Right, let’s do this shit. I’m not actually going to swipe on any guys that look, uh, decent? Yuck, can’t believe I just said that, uhm, because I-because I feel like some actually deserve a chance with someone? I don’t wanna get anyone’s hopes up, as I am currently in a long distance relationship with Chrollo. So I’m just gonna swipe on, like, frat boy assholes. Because I don’t care if I hurt their feelings. Quite frankly I don’t think they possess them in the first place.”

The chat voices their agreements. With the ground rules set, you, giddy, click on the first profile.

Does Tinder know what you’re doing, your plan? The FBI agent watching you through your phone must be working overtime, bless his heart. They must, because the the first guy to meet you is named Jason, and there he is, blond hair and blue eyes, holding up a fish the size of his torso. Marginally adequate in looks, pretty good muscles. A solid 7 bordering on 8. He’s the same age as you, 15 miles away, and he studies at some college you don’t care enough to look up. Bio reads:

I like to drive fast. Fishing is my passion, but if you can’t catch me by the ocean, you’ll catch me catching waves, bro! Love a good gym date. You do squats, and I’ll keep a close eye to make sure you’re doing it correctly ;) You probably saw me at a party. Leader of the The Phi Kappa Psi. I’m a Gemini, if that matters lol.

You, of course, read it aloud, dramatically; provide some constructive criticism-he seems nice, but he’s a Gemini, so naturally, you can’t trust him at all! Also, that gym date session leaves little to be desired. With your rant done, you swipe right, and shocker! (not), it’s an instant match.

“Okie, I still wanna swipe of some profiles, so I’ll see what he’ll text later-” For a second you wonder the legalities of this stream, but you’re having too much fun to think of it further, “guys, I won't get sued, right?”

NOW she considers it

well....

if you do, we’ll kickstart your lawyer dw <3

Onto the next profile. Kevin, 25, is seen fixing his car- or, you assume he’s mid-fixing it, you don’t really know why else he’d hold a wrench and be covered in oil. He’s shirtless, and the caveman part of your brain echoes something closely resembling AWOOOGA!, but...but!...blonde hair, blue eyes. You pout again, “I don’t...I don’t really like blond boys, ya know? With the blue eyes and all, it’s just not my thing, uhm, unless it’s like-like...Armin from Attack on Titan. Else I don’t care.”

Onto the bio:

You have to treat a car like you treat a woman: go on long rides, take the lead, but most importantly, keep her oiled up 😜 

“What the fuck did I just read?”

The chat is equally confused. You swipe right anyway- another match. Too easy.

The stream continues without incident for a solid thirty minutes- all of your matches, expect a few that genuinely looked like normal dudes that really couldn’t write a decent bio to save their lives, had been blond hair blue eyed gym rats with ranging forms of misogyny. Some opened with asking for nudes out right, some asked about your day first before asking for nudes. You prefer the former. Straight to the point! You admire the gall. 

But then, down the forty-five minute mark a profile popped up that made you still by your phone, your smile dying as your eyes bulged. Dear God. Lord in heaven. Who is this demonspiit lookalike and why is he so fucking hot? The neck tats, the skateboard, the clothes- holy shit, you gotta close your mouth before some drool dribbles out.

No bio, just his name, Tyler, and that he’s 23.

“He boutta be 23 in me.” You mutter, swiping right with lightning speed.

WHAT DID SHE SAYYYYY?????????

tyler is y/ns karma for relentlessly mocking that one guy that had a whole ass list on what his “female” partner should be

^he deserved it and also tyler seems like a typical fuckboi y/n grow a braincell

look at mom 🥺 her eyes are sparkling

It wasn’t a match right away. You somehow expected as much, but it still upset you. Simp behavior, pathetic. The stream continued bravely, and when Tyler messaged you a simple “yo” you totally didn’t sequel. You didn’t manage to text him back on stream: texting all those guys that you didn’t really find all that attractive was easy, but this...You’re a sucker for a man who radiates red flag energy. His whole profile is a red flag. He might just be a red flag himself.

What can you do? Suddenly becoming color blind is not easy. Once the stream ends, you unmatch with everyone expect Tyler. He you chat with for a bit, but a sudden craving for different company makes you abandon him, too. You don’t feel too heartbroken for him- you’re certain there’s already too many girls in his dms. You wish them luck.

Happily, you delete Tinder. You go to Twitter, notice you’re trending again- look at you go! Queen shit- and as you compose a thank you tweet, something strange happens. You go to text Corpse, but when you click on his profile you grow cold.

YOU’RE BLOCKED. You can’t follow or see @/Corpse_Husband ‘s Tweets. 

...Pardon? You hop onto Instragram and-also blocked. Seriously? And you thought you’re one petty bitch. Corpse is seriously prissy about everything. Damn, if he didn’t like your stream, he could’ve just said so. Didn’t need to, like, block you from his internet existence. So not cool.

You try texting him but no text go through. Well how will you let him know you deleted Tinder just like he asked? You relieve your frustrations by punching your pillow a few times. Later, you apologize to her, you didn’t mean to hurt her, it’s not her, it’s you. Fuck, 5 minutes of exile and you’re already loosing your mind.

“Raeeeeeeeeeeee!” You whine loudly. It’s roughly 2am now, but you don’t care. You’re too heartbroken to care. There’s a thump from her room, but nothing else, “Raeeeeeeeee!!!” You wail, wallowing in self-pity on your bed. You hear a very loud, very annoyed sigh from her room, followed by angry marching. Your door is abruptly thrown open, and in the dim, colorful light you see her scowl.

“What?” She grits.

“Can you please tell Corpse to unblock me from everything?”

“What did you do now?”

“I made fun of men on Tinder.”

She pauses, “...That doesn’t sound so bad.” She surmises, voice laced with suspicion, “What else?”

“...There was one really hot guy that I kinda sorta talked to after--”

“Y/n.”

“-But I totally deleted Tinder and honestly he was pretty boring, so, like, uhm, please?”

She sighs, the servery of which implies she is holding the weight of the world on her shoulders, and instantly you know that you won. She taps away at her phone, “You owe me one.” She states, and before you can reply, she exits your room and slams the door behind her.

Grinning, you text his phone again. The message goes through, oh gosh, you’re so relieved you feel like crying. This has been, officially, the worst five minutes of your life.

You Y DID U BLOCK ME LOSER!!! MAJOR LOSER ALERT!! I DELETED EVERYTHING IT WAS A JOKE r u still mad at me? y u always mad at me i never do anything:(

my husband You’re my baby, how do you think I’ll react when I see you publicly simping for some asshole on Tinder?

Oh no, he used the words, he delivered the killing blow. You’re finished. Your heart can’t take such a workout. 

Not that you would ever admit it to him, though!

You hehe ur jellyyyy u always dis jealous hehe?

my husband Not jealous.

Yeah, you might not be the brightest tool in the shed, but even you know that’s a lie. You send him an array of kissy emojis that he doesn’t have the decency to reply to. Then, completely unprompted and dead serious, you send him a simple voice memo, saying: “You really have nothing to worry about, you know? You’re my favorite, Corpsie.”

He responds via text, reiterating that he’s not fucking jealous and that he just doesn’t like when you show such outward interest in anyone but it’s not like he cares or anything. It’s just really, like, weeeeird to see his baby simping for another man like that totally ruins the whole dynamic!!! It was only natural that he should block you on every social media platform, including his personal number (which, like, was completely necessary! Doesn’t matter that his viewers can’t see it, it’s gotta be super believable!), and inform his followers of that, because it’s all a joke, like, for the dynamic, that Youtube grind, you know? Ya dig? No personal feelings were involved at all. He totally wasn’t upset that you found someone else cute, no way!

my husband I’m not jealous. Lol.

You ik u repeated tht like 50 times  u trynna convince me or??? lmao

my husband No comment. ...You don’t actually talk to anyone else like we’re talking, right?

You no one else calls me their baby if thts wat ur wondering at least not to my knowledge lol im all urs

my husband That makes me very happy to hear:)

Yeah, it makes you very happy, too.

hope you liked it!! xx

#corpse husband #corpse husband x reader #corpse #corpse x reader #corpse husband x y/n #corpse x y/n #myso #make you say oh #imagine #imagines

[violetnotez]

HC: The Boys Taste Their S/o’s Chapstick

Anonymous:  could I request headcannons for shinso, mirio, denki, sero, and bakugo kissing their s/o and tasting their chapstick ? Or if you want or when they realize their s/o takes care of them in really subtle ways that they didn’t really notice it at first ? i love your blog so much 🥺❤️

Hey babe omg Im so happy you like my blog!!!! Also this ask OMG I have been wanting to write it for so long!!!! Im a sucker for these super cute and fluffy headcanons, so thank you so much for the idea!

Pairings: Shinso x reader, Mirio x reader, Denki x reader, Sero x reader, Bakugo x reader

Warnings: some might get suggestive, but none of these are full blown NSFW! Just a sprinkle of spiciness, thats all!

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S H I N SO U

Flavor: Cherry Vanilla

Your currently trying to get ready for bed with Shinsou, his purple hair cascading against the pillow as he’s scrolling through Insta

defintely looking at cat vids

Youre just BEAT from the day- work, school, practice, whatever your life entails it just felt so incredibly tiring today

Of course, Shinsou seems to have other plans

Once he sees you come out of the bathroom, your hair wet, your skin dewy from washing, your body only wearing one of his oversized shirts and some small shorts....

man is gonna wanna be allllll over you

“Damn, kitten who allowed you to look that hot,” he’d purr, his eyes drinking you in as he propped his body on his elbows to get a better look

You’d roll your eyes, a smile on your lips-

Lowkey a perv for his s/o fight me on this

Once you sit down on the bed, its over

Shinso’s hands are all over you, his palms trailing under your shirt as he leaved lazy kisses on your neck

“Cmon, baby, lets have a little fun before we sleep....”

Just tell him your tired, and he’ll comply, turning super fluffy and cuddly in a matter of minutes

Reluctantly tho this boi is horny when hes horny

“Ahh my kitten’s tired? Fine then, you need your rest.”

He’ll lean in to give a sweet kiss, unknowingly of how flavorful you taste now with your chapstick

And OHOHOHO after that its OVER

The taste of vanilla bursts in his mouth, the scent of cherry becoming more prominent-

When did you start tasting so good?

He honestly wont know how to react- he’ll shake his head and blink a few times, “The hell-?” spilling out of his lips

He grabs you buy the chin, his thumb swiping against your lips gently

Once he sees the faint red sheen on his digit, it kinda dawns on him whats going on

You catch on to his confusion, a small giggle spilling out of you as you tell him its just chapstick you bought since your lips felt dry

He’ll just give you a lazy smirk, his lilac eyes a royal purple as he eyes you

This man cant HELP HIMSELF

He’ll lean in for another kiss, this one lasting much longer and more passionate as he tried to capture that taste again

“Do me a favor and keep wearing that kitten,”

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M I R I O 

Flavor: Birthday Cake

Im so proud of fidning this picture im sorry it just matches so well

Anywaysssssssss

You had just gotten out of the locker room, your UA uniform a little wrinkled from being balled up while you were training

You walked out the metal doors, your lips feeling much softer than usual- you were in desperate need of chapstick after that particular lesson

Thanks UA for having training grounds that blow up every 5 seconds and spray dust everywhere

But thankfully Neijire is the best person ever and hooked you up with some super cute chapstick

Since it was new and just sitting in her book bag, she just told you to keep it

NEIJIRE WHY YOU GOTTA BE SO SWEET?

You had to admit though, you really liked it- the packaging was pretty cute, it was nice on your skin, but the SMELL

OMG

You felt like a bakery was near you every step you took

And everytime you licked your lips it tasted like sweets, which was an amazing addition

Makes ya wonder how safe it is to consume makeup 👀

Mirio is the cutest boyfirend though-wherever your class is, he waits for you outside and walks with you until you have to go your seperate ways

So, as usual, he’s waiting for you outside the locker room, a wide grin plastered on his face

Once he sees you walk out of the doors, he’s already bounding over, his arms swinging cause hes always just so happy to see you 

“Hey sunshine!” he greets you like any other day, his voice just radiating happiness

Some days though, Mirio will kiss the top of your head as he grabs your hand and walks you to his class

Other days, he’s a little more bold, instead leaning down to give you a kiss on your lips as he snakes his hand around your waist

TODAY BABE 

IS THAT DAY

You can tell he’s feeling a little more *frisky cause he’s got this mischievous glint in his eyes

ehhhh why not indulge him?

So you get on your tippie toes, leaning in to him and planting a quick kiss on his lips

But thats when Mirio gets confused- did you eat something?Is it cake? CInnamon roll? Cookie? But whatever it is, it tastes GOOD

“Sweetie, did you buy something from the vending machine?” he asks, a confused grin on his face as he eyes you

You laugh, not realizing that Mirio would be affected by your new chapstick too, 

“Oh no, its just a chapstick Niejire gave me, I think its cake batter flavored- do you like it?”

Mirio licked his lips , savoring the lingering flavor on his skin

“You batter belive it!”

*cue the groaning

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D E N K I

Flavor: Pina Colada

So Mina, bless her little music crazed heart, somehow won a pack of tickets from a radio station to a new water park opening up not too far from UA

It was superrrrr expensive to get in, but the music station hooked all you guys up with VIP tickers, a private cabana, food, THE WORKS

You had been running around with the group all day

(except Bakugo- he either went to the lazy river or the surfing simulator thignie cause Kaminari said he would wipe out and wanted to prove him wrong)

Everybody else wanted to do everythingggg, from ride the craziest rides to trying all the food the park had

By the end of the day, you were completely beat and just wanted to rest

Mina was sitting beside you in  the cabana (again, thank you radio station for hooking some teens up!), just searching it for snacks the boys hadnt eaten

“Aww cmon, really?! We have chapstick but no food?!”

Your head instantly perked up at the sound- chapstick? God, you could deifnitely use some right now from all that chlorine and sun...

You asked Mina to toss you one, the pink skinned girl throwing you a tube as she grumbled about how “piggy” boys were

You checked the flavor on the tube, the fruits on the side label instantly telling you it was something tropical

As you were putting it on, the boys of Bakusquad were bounding up the steps, their feets covered in sand-

“Guess what?! We got Bakugo to go in the wave pool! Isnt that crazy! It had sand on the bottom, like a real beach-”

Kirishima was just gushing and super excited, Bakugo looking like a pissed off wet cat next to him

You sat up quickly, happy to see your boyfriend, his spiky hair all wet from the day and his boxers dripping

As Kirishima and Sero were messing with an extremely annoyed Bakugo, you went and grabbed the boys some towels, giving the last one to your boyfriend

“Aww thanks babe,” he gushed out, his hands grabbing the towel gingerly as he leaned to kiss you

But wait- you tasted- really sweet?

Kaminari pulled back slightly, a small smirk on his lips, cause damn, that tasted really good

“Did you eat some fruit or something? Cause you taste super yummy babe-”

You  pointed to your lips as you told him how Mina found some free chapstick lying around in the cabana

Kaminari just gave you this really blissed out stare as he sneaked one more peck from you- he was kinda wishing his friends weren't here, cause hed totally be making out with you with that yummy stuff on your lips...

“Do me a favor and dont take that stuff off, okay? Until we get back to the dorms,”

He sent you a small wink, weaving behind you inconspicously, and giving your bottom a playful pinch

WHY YOU GOTTA BE A FLIRT KAMINARI

(Also before you left Kamianri most definitely dumped the whole jar of chapsticks into his backpack)

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S E R O

Flavor: Peppermint

You and Sero had just gotten coffee from a little cafe when it starts to rain

Like alottttttttttt

And of course it happens when your right outside, waiting for your ride to take you back home

So you two are just standing there like weirdos with the rain POURING, Sero holding up his jacket over both of your heads

But honestly, it’s not doing much to block out the rain, so honestly-why not have some fun?

You run out of the fabric, instantly feeling your whole body get drenched as you start twirling and laughing

“He-hey wait, babe!”

Sero’s gonna be laughing, and now y’all playing a wierd game of tag

Aghhhhhh so cute tho 🥺🥺

He catches you pretty quickly, his tape grabbing your waist and pulling you to him,,,

You instantly collide with his chest, your cheeks rosy from running around so much and your hands resting on his chest

Sero gives you the biggest grin, his finger under your chin and raising it to look at him

“You know your the biggest tease I know?”

“Yup!”

He laughs, placing a kiss on your lips-and omg why are you minty? and it feels soooo good to him, cause honestly mint isn’t a bad flavor-

“Hey babe whatcha got on your lips? Did you eat-gum or something?”

You just laugh and tell him it’s some chapstick you got (imagine the mint eos U KNOW THE ONE)

He asks if it’s the egg chapstick OML 💀

Yes Sero the egg chapstick

His lips are parted a little, his eyes wider than usual cause he’s lowkey confused on how he liked that so much

But he send you another huge grin before he kisses you again-

“I think your gonna need to wear that more for me, yeah?”

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B A K U G O

Flavor: Cinnamon

Bakugo has ben practically forcing you to wake up at ungodly hours with him to train

He says its cause “youre getting weak” but really he’s a total simp for having such close contact with you

Also he’s a little brat and put his all into it  so you cant ever beat him, which boosts his ego for some reason?

“Hah, that really the best you got?” he scoffs down at you, his calloused hands pinning you to the ground as his body cages you in for the umpteenth time

Honestly, its hard to fight when your 1) annoyed about loosing and 2) have your hot as hell boyfriend pining you to the ground

But thankfully

THANKFULLY

He was starting to overheat, his breathe coming out in low pants as  strands  of hair began sticking to his forehead

You felt one of his palms begin to slip ever so slightly near you, and on instinct you knew you had to do something, you finally had an opening-

so you caused a distraction 

Your hands quickly flew to the nape of his neck, pressing his head down to your so you could kiss him square on the lips

Bakugo was completely confused in the best way possible- he didnt expect that to happen, but hell, hes not complaining-

until his lips start to tingle

“-the hell?!” he sputters out, his mind trying to figure out what was going on just before you successfuly flip him over, with you now on top

You stared down triumphantly at your boyfriend, not knowing how well that worked- until you noticed how shiny Bakugo lips look

He begins mashing his lips together, trying to rub it off since you had his hands pinned down

“The hell is on my lips? Agh, dont tell me its that weird ass lip stuff that supposed to make your lips bigger or something-’’

Ummmmm how does he know about lip plumping lip gloss? Question for a another day-

“Its chapstick silly,” you giggle, “-cinnamon”

Honestly, he’s gonna like it-this boy likes spicy things and the fact that “spicy” sensation came from his s/o....shoooottttt he is in love

But

Of course

He’s gonna act like it’s wierd or something, cause HES wierd

“Cinnamon? You couldn’t get something normal like cherry or grape?”

You scrunch up your nose, cause yeah your not for those flavors AT ALL, and Bakugo finds his chance

He quickly flips you over, your back now against the floor and his body on top of yours

“Cmon, baka don’t tell me thats seriosuly all you got-“

Don’t remind him that you were able to flip him over tho he’ll turn red and tell you to shut it

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#bnha #bnha x reader #bnha x reader hc #mha x reader #mha x reader hc #shinsou x reader #bnha shinsou x reader #mha shinsou x reader hc #mirio x reader #bnha mirio x reader #mha mirio x reader #kaminari x reader #bnha kaminari x reader #mha katsuki x reader #sero x #bnha sero x reader #mha sero x reader #bakugo x reader #bnha bakugo x reader #mha bakugo x reader

[shanscript]

hi shan~ 💞 don't know if you're still doing these, but if yes then: 🥵 oikawa/bokuto/hanamaki (you can choose i love them all) "okay" by chase atlantic and I'm a sub leaning switch ♥

who: hanamaki x v!reader

what: adult characters, cock warming, condescension, nudes, spanking, tasting yourself, finger sucking, getting railed from behind

wc: 778

ahhhh sarah!! YES imma always do these indefinitely 🥰 so feel free to stop back sometimee. so okay i loved this song?? it was hot as hell and so so catchy. tried to sprinkle some of the lyrics in here & there, hope ya like it! (wrote this pretty buzzed so im sowwiee in advance)

“Hmmm what about this one?” Takahiro asked sadistically, “You look sooo needy, huh?”

You watched him thumb his phone screen absentmindedly, your cheek resting on his bare chest. Countless photos of you scrolled before your half-lidded eyes. The positions and contortions of your body changed by the angle, but your expressions remained the same: flushed, fucked-out, full. It was then you realized you had a problem: Takahiro Hanamaki was your dirty habit. The way he lazily fucked you, stretching your strings of orgasms over hours, was your addiction. And being reminded of every time you begged to come over, and cum over and over? Well that was just par for the course.

A swift smack to your tender ass cheek brought you back to the present. Your eager walls twitched around the half-hard cock that you’ve been keeping warm for a while.

“Pay attention,” he snapped, “Asked you somethin’...” The pulsing pressure you wrapped around his swelling length made his words trail off into “Fuck.”

You coaxed the blood fueling Takahiro’s brain to drain down to his cock. You felt him inflate and unfurl inside you, until he filled you to the brim. You whined sweetly on top of him, curling your back into a few soft thrusts. A groan rumbled in his chest that vibrated your jaw. “Alright, enough of that,” he muttered. He shuffled out from under you, cock slipping from you just long enough to make you miss it.

You glanced shyly over your shoulder and watched him fist his full length. He pumped it a few times, smearing your juices and his precum all over his hand. When he caught you looking, he couldn’t help but smirk. In another second he was leaning over you, full weight of his chest sinking into your back. “Opennn up,” he slurred, sticky hand already caressing your jaw. Your lips parted obediently to welcome him in. The bittersweet taste of sex tingled across your tastebuds as you sucked him clean.

Your reward for good behavior came nudging between your ass cheeks. Your lips tensed around Takahiro’s knuckles as the tip of his cock prodded your slick entrance. With what little space he gave you to move, your hips rocked back to welcome him. He slid in so easily you forgot to breathe. Being edged for what felt like hours left you sloppy. You hummed around his digits as the relieving friction awoke your nerves.

Takahiro’s hips rocked back, dragging his cock through your swollen walls. You moaned more severely into his hand and screwed your eyes shut. He grunted with satisfaction against your ear when your pussy sucked him back in. He ripped his spit-soaked hand from your mouth to gain better purchase on the mattress. With both elbows planted to either side of your ears he had the leverage he needed to hump you just as fast and deep as he liked.

You pulled your knees closer to your chest the best you could. The longer Takahiro drilled into you, the more weight he smothered you with. Each slap of his fuzzy balls against your tingling clit buried his cock further inside you, and you further into the mattress. Your screams of his name were drowned out by the sheets and the animalistic grunts behind you. The room was growing hot and stuffy as Takahiro stuffed you full. The smack of his hips on your ass added to the jolts of vibrating pleasure pulsing from between your thighs.

One hand found its way under your chest, squeezing and rubbing one of your tits before the other. He flicked your nipples with his nails and dragged his palms roughly across tender flesh. “C’mon,” he grunted into your shoulder, “Cum for me, know you can.” He slammed his cock into you harder like he needed to prove a point. “Mmmmake that face I love,” he commanded, and yet it sounded more like a plea.

“More,” you wailed,”Harder ‘Hiro!” You shoved your ass back into him for emphasis.

Now it was his turn to be obedient. He straightened up fast, hands moving to your sides to dig into your hips. Something about you moaning his name always snapped something deep in his sex-crazed brain. He got real quiet, letting the sound of his harsh thrusts fill the empty space. You whined uncontrollably as the impact of his cock sparked stars in your peripherals. Your sounds twisted into a scream as your orgasm hit you hard. Your voice clipped off into a choked whimper as waves of satisfaction shivered through you, down to your toes.

“That’s it,” a rough voice praised you from behind, “Love giving you what you need.”

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[sleepy-dreamers-inc]

Being Exiled with Tommy Headcannons!|| 🥀

irl/ in-game

Genre| angst + comfort

h e a d c a n n o n s||

Sypnosis|

Both you and Tommy ended up getting exiled together.

Artist| OliverSonder on twitter!!

Warnings] mentions of manipulation, character death, spoilers for Tommy’s Exile Arc and the Season 2 finale!!

[can be seen as both platonic or romantic!!]

||gender neutral reader!!||

(also this was not grammar checked and im to lazy to watch through hours of footage so if anything in here is wrong blame it on the DSMP Wiki OKAY LETS GO-)

So i think its pretty established that if you end up getting exiled with Tommy your one of two things.

- Really sweet and loyal friend that will stick up for in-justice and be there when someone needs you the most

Or

- A total fucking gremlin that will steal your kneecaps and toes and eat your shower curtains in the middle of the night.

There is no inbetween here you guys.

I did end up going for Reader A, though. But you guys tell me if you want headcannons for a gremlin!reader because i will gladly do that!!

But anyways just... enjoy exile!

Exile|

- It was about his third day in exile when Y/N appeared through the nether portal, bags, pouches, tools, armor, etc. on their person. Tommy thought they either were here to beat him up or got exiled themselves.

- Tommy was pleasantly surprised when he learned that Y/N was actually there on their own accord, helping him through exile and being his shoulder to lean on. The first few days we’re rough, fighting back mobs in the night and farming crops all day. His clothes we’re starting to get dirty and torn by the time Y/N got there.

- Y/N ended up making a little bunker about 30 blocks from where they’re tent was, where they hid all theirs and Tommy’s valuables, such as armor, diamonds & iron, and rations. Although Y/N never gave into Dream and gave him they’re stuff, Y/N simply refused, they wouldn’t be giving in that easily.

- Most of they’re days are spent in caves mining away, chatting and fighting off Creeper’s as they tried to keep the moral high, always keeping Tommy company. Y/N never let him go anywhere alone, they we’re always with him, like his own bodyguard of sorts.

- One time they both find a Mineshaft though and got lost, they ended up at the surface two dayd later with torn clothes, cuts and bruises and we’re in bad shape. Thankfully Y/N had a brewing stand at they’re camp though, so Healing Potions we’re semi-easy to make/get.

- After the duo end up going to the artic though... things got... weird.

- Techno was not expecting to open his door to find the heathen Tommy and sweetheart Y/N at his doorstep shivering and begging to come inside, bags thrown on they’re shoulders as they teeth chattered from the cold wind and snow.

- Whenever Dream comes to visit Y/N always has to hide with Tommy, reassuring him that its okay and they’ll always be there for him, and protect him at any cost, which he highly appreciates.

- The ‘gapple-eating’ thing Tommy did was a cute, yet depressing thing. Seeing him hasitly munching on golden-coated apples was funny and caused giggles, but the meaning behind it always left Y/N with a lump in their throat and a hole in their heart.

- Whenever Tommy is in danger and calls for Dream, Y/N always has to stop him and bring him back to reality, making Tommy realize Dream isnt his friend, and never was. Many nights have happened where the two talk about Tommy’s feelings with Dream, not only for Tommy to vent and let everything out, but also for Y/N to understand whats going on in his head.

- When going into the Nether Tommy always grips Y/N’s hand, as his fear of lava and heights consumes him whole in that firey dimension.

- When Tommy gets up close to Dream in the cabin? Y/N is scared spineless, if people could see them, they’d see the palest, most terrified and worried being on earth.

- Y/N having a heart attack when Ghostbur slips up

- Ghostbur is just a whole thing and just. Y/N needs a break, okay?

- Y/N begrudgingly helping Tommy build his cobblestone tower outside of Techno’s cabin.

- Y/N apologizing soon after to Techno only for him to laugh and ruffle Y/N’s hair, saying he knows how Tommy can get anyone to any situation.

- Very rarely does Y/N ever leave Tommy’s side, when they do its usually to get supplies or visit they’re friends. So when Y/N was walking back to the Nether portal to see Tommy, Techno and Dream all standing there, looking like they’re about to slit the others throat, well...

- Nobody has ever seen Y/N drop kick a person so fast.

“WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!” Y/N yelled, they’re sword at Dream’s neck, as he laid on his back, his mask covering his shocked expression.

“Answer. Me.” Y/N gritted through their teeth, pushing their swordfurther against the masked mans throat. Techno soon chimed in, reassuring Y/N that nothing to terrible happened.

“It’s fine, Y/N. He didn’t do anything, why not we head back home? Wouldn’t want that homeless man to be to scared spineless, eh?” Techno said, hand on they’re shoulder as he looked Y/N in the eyes.

The 3 walked back to the Nether portal, purple mist engulfing Tommy and Techno as Y/N stood in front of the portal. Back turned towards Dream, Y/N shifted they’re head and glared at Dream with eyes that could kill.

“Don’t do anything you might regret, you megalomaniac.”

- When Tommy and Tubbo decide to go fight Dream, Y/N is both excited and scared. They hope Dream will finally be taken down, but they dont want Tommy (& Tubbo) to be taken down as well.

- So like any amazing best friend, Y/N brews up a bunch of potions of Strength, Healing + Regen, Invisibility and more. Even if Tommy thought he was going to be walking out of there alone, he wasn’t going to be. Y/N would make sure.

- Y/N watched from afar as Tommy got his disc out of the jukebox, laughing in success. All Y/N did was clap quietly, making sure they’re Invisibility didn’t wear off. They we’re making sure Tommy stayed safe, even if he didn’t realize it. Y/N loved him with they’re whole heart, and everyone knew that.

- At Dreams secret base, Y/N was just getting there as Tommy took Dreams first canon life.

“Tommy. Stop. Dont do anything you might regret.” Dream snarled, looking at the teenage boy, his blue eyes dull, yet full of passion and vigor.

All Tommy did was pursue forward, as everyone waited for what was to come. Tommy took one step to close though, because Dream had decided that he had enough.

Dream brought his arm into the air, hand curled into a fist, he was about to hurl his hand into Tommy’s face when Dream suddenly fell to the ground, arrow in his forehead.

Dream was shot by Y/N

Y/N stood there, enchanted bow in hand, infront of the nether portal that swirled with an eerie purple mist. Y/N lowered their bow, staring at the man who tortured Tommy for weeks now. Y/N simply stepped forward and towered over Dreams corpse before it disappeared in thin air.

Lets just say Dream wouldn’t be hurting the blonde heathen anytime soon.

a/n: howdy everyone how we doing? Decided to do Tommy x Reader for this post, although i am MAJORLY simping for Wilbur atm and i have brainrot so that’ll most likely be the next post (if i dont do a pt. 2 for this one but even so WILBUR).

Anyways i hope i did racooninnit justice, i have no idea how to do headcannons since half the time i ramble (its the adhd) so this was new for me. Definitely not my strong suit but like you live ya learn. Also, sorry if i left out quite a lot, i might make a fic about this and include more events, but this is really long for headcannons (because of my layout) so i didn’t include to much. I dont want people scrolling for like 20 seconds to go to another post (i write on mobile so undercut is not a thing for me RIP)

Anyways have a lovely day and dont let Tommy eat all your gapples!!

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