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Okay so I started watching Wakfu, recommended to me by a close friend of mine, I also recommend it to all of you it’s a French cartoon and the character designs are sexy and the backgrounds are even sexier, all in all it’s a very visually pleasing show (but please don’t watch the English dub it’s. Bad, watch the original French version, it’s all on Netflix), ANYWAY SPOILERS AHEAD but I am so fucking excited to see Dally and Eva’s relationship grow because I know!! They fall in love and I’m so hyped for it, they’re not there yet but I’m ready to watch them develop feelings for each other and fall in love please. I need it. They’re so cute I want to see them supporting and loving each other it’s all I need in my life rn

I MEAN. LOOK AT THEM

SOFT. PURE. SO GOOD

She couldn’t stand him at first but now look at them………..I am deceased

I’M LOSING MY SHIT DALLY IS ME THEY’RE SO CUTE???

I’m ready. I’m so ready for this relationship GIVE IT TO ME

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Okay so I started watching Wakfu, recommended to me by a close friend of mine, I also recommend it to all of you it’s a French cartoon and the character designs are sexy and the backgrounds are even sexier, all in all it’s a very visually pleasing show (but please don’t watch the English dub it’s. Bad, watch the original French version, it’s all on Netflix), ANYWAY SPOILERS AHEAD but I am so fucking excited to see Dally and Eva’s relationship grow because I know!! They fall in love and I’m so hyped for it, they’re not there yet but I’m ready to watch them develop feelings for each other and fall in love please. I need it. They’re so cute I want to see them supporting and loving each other it’s all I need in my life rn

I MEAN. LOOK AT THEM

SOFT. PURE. SO GOOD

She couldn’t stand him at first but now look at them………..I am deceased

I’M LOSING MY SHIT DALLY IS ME THEY’RE SO CUTE???

I’m ready. I’m so ready for this relationship GIVE IT TO ME

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How Does It Feel To Be Adored?

Momo Yaoyorozu X Fem!Reader

I didn’t bother to make this XBlack!Reader because…it didn’t really sit right with me this time for some reason, you can imagine a XBlack!Reader tho. In this story the whole class of 1a is obsessed with you, and so is your only friend, Yaomomo. You find out the hard way.

inspired by: Panty-Stealer Momo

You. A sweet girl who didn’t really talk, a depressed young woman, as one would say. You weren’t depressed, you just didn’t like the world, but you liked yourself.

UA just made your life a little harder. Specially, class 1a.

Their touch made you shiver. The way Ochaco’s fingers would fondle with your hair without consent, the way Izuku’s hands would always somehow be wrapped around your waist without consent, the way Shoto’s hand would lightly touch your neck without consent, the way Mina would stand behind you and squeeze your breast without consent, going on about how they’re so soft and round, and how she could go to sleep on top of them while the whole classed watched, almost drooling.

Mina always excused your uncomfortableness, saying that it was okay because ya’ll both were girls or saying that girlfriends do this all the time! You didn’t know if she meant it romantically or platonically. This made everyone else start doing it too. You really didn’t appreciate that.

Momo was the only one who defended you in times of need. She was the only who had hands that felt soft and inviting. She had hands that felt innocent and protective. She was everything. She was perfect.

Or so you thought.

You had forgot your pencil when the two of you were studying together, she had offered to go up to your room and get one for you.

“Yea my door isn’t locked. I should have a pencil on my desk, but let me know if one isn’t there.” You said. Momo was the biggest simp, she almost melted at the sound of your voice!

“Mhm! I’ll be right back!” She said, giddy for some reason.

When she saw your dorm, she absorbed the scenery in front of her deeply. He took a deep breath and the smell of you filled her nostrils. The word ‘Heaven’ ran through her mind.

Her eyes soon wandered to the bin filled with your dirty clothes. Your pretty panties were on top of all the clothes, right in her view. She quickly walked up the pile of clothes, staring at the panties in awe. They were black, had lace, and had a pretty little bow at the top. She quickly snatched the panties from the bin and sniffed them. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head. Her tongue darted out to lick the fabric, the taste made her own panties wet. Slick almost slid down her leg from how wet she was.

She suddenly remembered what she was in your room for. ‘Oh yes! I’m here to get a pencil!’ She thought. She quickly shoved the panties into her pocket and picked up the pencil off your desk and paced back down to where you and her were studying.

“Sorry! I had to search a little to find the pencil. It wasn’t exactly on your desk.” She nervously laughed.

“Oh! Sorry. I can lose things sometimes…but let’s get back to studying, shall we?” You ranted.

“We shall.” She responded.

Later~

You guys were sitting on your bed, chatting. You looked at the time and your eyes slightly widened. It was a little late and you needed a shower.

“Uhh hey, I don’t know about you but i’m about to hop in the shower, so yeah. I think i’m about to go to bed too…I hope you get the message.” You said.

“Yea, totally…well, good night.” She sighed. “Good night!” You shouted from the bathroom. Even though Momo was excused, she still stood there for a moment, she pulled the panties out and stared at them. She needed release.

And that’s how she ended up here. Her fingers deep in her cunt and face stuffed in your panties. Oh, how she wishes that her face was stuffed in your cunt, she can tell from your panties that you taste so good. Her fingers move faster at the thought.

“hah-h-hmphh Y/n o-oh Y/n!” She came hard. Her moan high pitched. The pleasure left her out of breath as she fell face first into the mattress, your panties still stuffed in her face. “Oh, Y/n” She moaned out, her mind still in a daze.

In the morning~

There you were, in Yaomomo’s room when your eyes wandered to the familiar looking piece of fabric. You squinted your eyes, and a look of horror appeared on your face. They were your panties. Your breath quickened and quivered.

“U-uh, Yaomomo, i’m feeling kind of tired i’m gonna go take a nap, i-i’m feeling kind of tired. Before she could respond, you dashed out the room.

“How does it feel to be adored, Y/n?” She said with heart-shaped eyes and a wicked smile.

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tw: su!cide mention and bullying

Reblog to spread awareness if u can!!! Idc what your blog theme is, this is really important. For the bullies, yall need to stop asking fun of ppl, even if it's just a "joke", you're hurting ppl mentally and physically. Don't judge books by their covers. Same for ppl.

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a/n: in which tsuyu decides to apologize for skipping out on another date to tend to her hero work. 

warnings: gn! reader, established relationship, pro hero! tsuyu, oral, quirk kink, make up sex. 

word count: 1.4k

Seeing your girlfriend on tv was far from the same as seeing her in person. No matter how tightly you squeezed the pillow tucked within your arms and imagined it was her, you weren’t hugging Tsuyu after a long day of tiring hero work, the smell of chlorine on her hair and an exhausted “kero” on her lips as she slept. 

Those evenings were the best, the ones where she would yawn as she slipped through the door and pulled off her boots with half-closed eyes, before shuffling into the living room and collapsing into your waiting arms that she always knew would be there. It was a routine that worked out in both of your favours, but there were just some times when you had to break tradition despite not wanting to. And today was one of those days, your phone sitting on the empty cushion beside you with an apology text in the notifications, marked by Tsuyu’s nickname and a little frog emoji. You didn’t have to read it to know what it said, and you didn’t want to, because it would just make you sad to see that your poor girlfriend felt so bad about cancelling your date to go to an interview she didn’t want to attend in the first place. You’d lost count of how many days she’d had to stay in her agency late at night or hurry off into a patrol early, not to mention all the times she’d been called right into the action at the site of a robbery or villain attack. 

“Next up is the rising star in this new age of pro heroes, the rainy season hero, Froppy!”

Keep reading

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Writing Chubby Reader

Dear writers,

When writing a chubby reader why does she have to be insecure? Do you all look at a plus size/chubby person and assume they don't like their body? The reader is looking for something they can relate to, and being chubby doesn't mean insecurity. People who are considered skinny also have insecurities, amongst a bunch of average people.

It's one of the reasons why readers have specific requests. For example, whenever I'm reading a normal reader post I get the impression that I reading it in a white person's perspective, which is why I occasionally request black reader, that doesn't mean I'm insecure about my blackness, I just want something I can relate to. So why is it when I read chubby and plus size reader she is an insecure mess? I'm not chubby but I like reading chubby reader because I expect the beauty standards to be challenged, and I'm a sucker for body positivity, only for the enjoyment to be ruined once I get to the insecure part.

There are a ton of plus size women who are not insecure about their body and yet this fact seems to fly over the writer's head.

I was bullied, yet I'm able to acknowledge that I deserve better, that I am normal. I get that times have changed for some and circumstances concerning support is different for everyone, but this crap is getting really old.

Edit: There's more I'd like to add and clarify. I understand that this post has already gotten a lot of attention but I'd like to make more notes. I find it bothersome that a chubby reader always has to be a victim of bullying, people have been bullied for other things. Such as being too skinny, their ethnic background, disabilities and so much more. It's as if writers lack creativity when writing chubby/plus size reader. It's actually quite sad that they see chubby people in this fashion and the fact that they've reduced a reader's request to this level. Unless someone requested their insecurity it's not necessary.

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can yall give me some ideas pls😖😖😖

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Ace Of Spades

Ace of Spades- The “Death Card” but not as in the death of sorrow, but as in the death of transition. Death in search of new life.

You weren’t scared of death. You were just fine with dying considering anything would be better than being on this miserable planet the we call, Earth.

Earth sucked. Earth was miserable. Earth held you back from many things. Being a woman came with cat calls, criticism, harshness, and good ol’ misogyny, you were barely able to move. So no, you were not scared to die.

But your husband, Connie, needed you. And you were dead wrong to be leaving him like this. He held onto your hand for dear life and cried rivers. His beautiful light brown eyes were leaking.

Why?

“Why are you crying, my love? You should be happy for me.” You said, bringing your soft hand up to caress his face. “Why are you leaving me? Mi corazón, you can’t leave me like this! I can’t live without yo-” “ Yes you can. And you will. My body is dead my soul will still be alive. I’ll be watching over you, protecting you. My soul will discover new life, and that’s a good thing. You will carry on with life and you will find a new love. I want you to be happy, Connie. And many years from now, I’ll see you when you get here. I love you, baby.” And with that, you died. Your body lied there in the sobbing man’s hands.

He couldn’t see you, but you were still hugging him. Making sure he felt your love. You were going through an Ace Of Spades but you would love him forever, and even after that.

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Just a lil sum before bed. Hope you enjoyed it. Love ya’ll!

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CREDIMI ALMEN

Armin x Fem!black!reader

Credimi Almen- Italian

Translation- Believe me at least

angst.

Armin had messed up. He had cheated on you and had the nerve to cry.

You had watched them kiss. He couldn’t use the excuse that ‘he was drunk’, he couldn’t say that it wasn’t an accident, he couldn’t say he didn’t mean it, because you saw it with your own bare fucking eyes.

You weren’t crying, you were just staring and you forgot to blink. Your eyes were wide, warm tears streaming down your face and your eyes started to burn. Thank goodness you didn’t have anything in your hands, or somebody would’ve been dead. You could imagine blood all over the cold marble floors, blood on your hands and sirens in the background.

Armin finally looked up from kissing the unknown woman. He paused in horror. He didn’t mean for you to see that. He didn’t know that you were gonna be there. His mind started to race, his heart pounded so hard that it could’ve ripped right through his chest.

“Y/n! What are you doing here!? This isn’t what it looks like, I can e-explain all of thi-”

“Don’t…You can pack your shit and get the fuck out of my house and you can get the fuck out of my life. You better be there to get your shit in an hour or it’s gonna be in a fuckin fire. Delete my number and remove me from your socials, we’re done.” You said coldly, not stuttering once. Your tear stained face going blank. The spark in your eyes became nonexistent, and the beautiful smile that once lived on your face had vanished. And you had became a walking piece of venom towards Armin in 2 minutes. It made him want to perish.

There he was knocking at your door, tears threatening to fall from his eyes. You opened the door, looking away from the man that was once the light of your life.

“Your stuff is back there. I packed it for you.” You mumbled. The tears fell from Armin’s eyes. You looked up at him in disbelief. “Why are you crying?” You scoffed. “Are you fucking serious, Armin? You literally have no reason to be crying! I’m the one who got cheated on! But you have the nerve to cry?! Armin, you better stop standing here looking stupid and get your shit and get the fuc-” “No. Y/n I still love you, I-I don’t know what I was thinking. Please, believe me at least when I say, you a-are the love of my life.” The tears got heavier in his eyes, his breath was shaky as he waited for you to answer.

“Like I said, your stuff is in the back. Hurry up and get it, so you can leave.” “Y/n, I-” “I’m not gonna say it again. Don’t make me do something i’m going to regret.” You said. He looked at you, eyes wide, after 5 seconds, he walked to go get his stuff.

You packed all of his shit, to make sure he didn’t come back. You didn’t want to see his face, and now, you didn’t have to.

Ya’ll, i’m tryna be consistent and i think i’m doing pretty good. This story was inspired off of the song, Caro Mio Ben. Thanks for reading, see you next time! Love you!💫❤️

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Not Originally Mine but I want to post as Solidarity! 🇵🇸🔥🇨🇩🔥🇸🇩🔥

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TALK ABOUT SUDAN

Sudan-a country located in northeastern Africa at the southern edge of Sahara- has been facing an ongoing civil war since April 15th of 2023. About 13,000 citizens have been killed, including children, elderly, woman, and men. More than 8 million citizens have been displaced. About 70,000+ children are facing life-threatening malnutrition, the numbers are steadily increasing. The war in Sudan is triggering the ‘world’s largest hunger crisis.’

It’s a civil war between two rival factions of the military government of Sudan, the Sudanese armed forces (SAF) and the Rapid Support Forces (RSF). Even before the war started, the Sudanese government was in complete shambles. In almost daily protests for peace and justice, at least over 50 citizens would be killed ‘accidentally’ (they would have bullet wounds in their heads, chests, and other vital areas), women would be kidnapped and harassed by the ‘RSF’, children and citizens would randomly go missing only to be found in underground freezers meant to be used for fruits and other resources.

Right now, more than 25 million people are facing starvation and dangerous disease. We’re almost 11 months into Sudan war, yet not many people are speaking about this. Please take your time to open the link down below, you don’t even need to donate, just share the link to other people who might be able to.

Here

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if you don't do anything else today,

Please have a moment of silence for the people who were killed instead of freed when news of emancipation finally reached the furthest corners of the american south.

have another moment for the ledgers, catalogs, and records that were burned and the homes that were destroyed to hide the presence of very much alive and still enslaved people on dozens of plantations and homesteads across the south for decades after emancipation.

and have a third moment for those who were hunted and killed while fleeing the south to find safety across the border, overseas, in the north and to the west.

black people. light a candle, write a note to those who have passed telling them what you have achieved in spite of the racist and intolerant conditions of this world, feel the warmth of the flame under your hand, say a prayer of rememberance if you are religious, place the note under the candle, and then blow it out.

if you have children, sit them down and tell them anything you know about the life of oldest black person you've ever met. it doesn't have to be your own family. tell them what you know about what life was like for us in the days, years, decades after emancipation. if you don't know much, look it up and learn about it together.

This is Juneteenth.

white people CAN interact with this post. share it, spread it.

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Test That Theory (Pt. 2)

Test That Theory (Pt. 1)

“Yea you gon be sorry. Take them damn clothes off.”

And that was how you ended up like this.

Face down, ass up. Cumming for the fifth time. Onyankopon was debating on making cum a few more times before he looked down at the mess of a woman he made. Your back had the deepest arch, your clit was swollen, you had saliva trickling down the side of your mouth, sweat was running down your forehead, and your legs were shaking and threatening to drop.

But he wanted you to feel this shit.

“O-Ony please fuck slow d-down…hmphh fuckkk. Ony-” “That’s not my fuckin name, ma.” He said laying two hard slaps down on your ass. “shitt d-daddy p-please slow down” You moaned

You were trying to get as much air as you could so you could atleast try to get some words to be pronounced correctly but Ony kept knocking the air out of your lungs with his hard thrusts. Having no mercy.

You were getting close, so was he.

“Fuckk ma, b-bout to cum. You bout to cum with me pretty girl?” He asked, still drilling your insides at an unforgiving pace. All you could do was nod, words not being able to come out for you were getting closer and closer to cumming. Words were unnecessary. Unneeded.

Your moans were multiplying. His groans were slowly turning into growls. Your vision was going blurry, the tears dancing above your waterline were falling and soaking the sheets, resembling the beautiful feeling of pleasure.

Your high was quickly coming up, the feeling was bubbling in your tummy. Onyankopon brought his hand to massage your clit, a high pitched moan came out of your mouth and soon enough, you came.

Your eyes rolled to the back of your head and your mouth flew open, but not a single noise came out. When Ony looked down, he saw that his cock was covered in your cum, but he only slowed down for a second, then got right back to work.

It was his turn to cum now. His pace quickened and his hips snapped off your ass, creating ripples on the soft piece of flesh, it was hypnotizing. He was fucking you so nice and hard that he could pass as a tyrant.

He came right then and there. He let out the sexiest growl that you have ever heard, and you were glad that you could make your man feel that good. That moment wasn’t only sexual but it was also sensual and filled with love. Ya’ll were obsessed with each other and that’s ya’ll wanted it to stay.

You two were quite the pair of lovebirds.

“I love you, Y/n, but don’t you ever pulled that stunt again, you hear me?”

“I hear you, Ony.”

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Thank you to everyone who got me to 50 likes!

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Hiii, can you please do an oneshot where we get in an argument with Ony because he didn't let us go to an party so we sneaked out the house and went to the party without him knowing but thennn he finds out.

my first ask! ooooo u ate down wit this one😩 let me blow your mind.

Ony x Fem!black!reader

Test That Theory (Pt. 2)

Test That Theory

You were a grown woman. A strong woman who had a long life to live. You weren’t gonna let a man boss you around!

“No.” Ony said bluntly. You looked at him in shock. “Why? I didn’t have to ask you, i could’ve just went.” You said back. “You go to that damn party, and watch what happen. I’m tellin you now, ima raise hell if you do, mama.” Ony said, but you were fuming. “Nigga, you not my daddy. I’m a grown ass woman.” You said, venom dripping in your voice. It didn’t phase Ony. “Test That Theory, mama.” Ony said, still calm, cool and collected. He specifically made sure too keep his answer short, he didn’t tell you what the punishment could be. He didn’t want you to know what could happen if you rebelled.

It made you mad. He was still calm. He was testing your patience. So what did you do?

You snuck out.

It was 12 AM. You slipped out of Ony’s arms, got all dolled up and dashed. You had your friend pick you up.

Ony had woken up when you slammed the door a little too hard. He looked around and that’s when he came to the conclusion that you had snuck out. “this fuckin girl..” he muttered under his breath.

He threw on his sweatpants and a hoodie, his gun and left out. Once he pulled up at the party, he shouted your name.

You froze. The familiar voice not going unheard. You looked back and saw him and both of yall made eye contact. You tried to run to the back of the party but the heels barely let you get anywhere. Ony had caught you.

He grabbed your hand and tugged. “Let’s go” he muttered, his voice ice cold. “Ony-” “Shut the fuck up. I told you not to come to this party, it’s not safe and you still came. Let’s go. I’m not gon say it again.” He said.

He dragged you from the crowd to his car. He opened your door without even looking at you, and closed it. He started to drive with an iron grip on the wheel. Veins showing n all.

Not a word was said during the whole ride.

You kept your head down. You didn’t want to see his face. You were pissed at the fact he ruined your fun but scared at the idea of punishment. Almost wanting to let all your anger out, you hold back. Many insults floating around in your head.

You guys pull up at home. Ony comes around and opens your door, “go inside” he says. Not a single word after. You walk inside quietly, Ony trailing behind you.

He opens the bedroom door, not saying a word. You walked in. He walked in after you and slammed the door shut, scaring you. You looked up at him with wide eyes, your cunt slowly soaking your panties.

“Didn’t I tell you not to go to that party, ma?” He asked. “…yes ony.” “So why did you still go?” “ You never told me why I couldn’t go! All you said was that I couldn’t. You didn’t give me a reason! I didn’t know it wasn’t safe…” You said, looking away. “I shouldn’t have to tell you why you can’t go somewhere. You should just listen to me, ma. I would never try to purposely ruin your fun, so when I tell you not to go somewhere, it’s for a reason. And it’s not for a stupid reason either.” He spoke sternly, staring down at you.

“I’m sorry, Ony…” “Yea you gone be sorry. Take them damn clothes off.”

yeaaaaa ima just make a pt2. im too busy with school yall😞 i always tell my self ima start going to sleep at like 9 but i end up going to sleep at like 11 and school be on my ass bro. this post has been private for a while because i had posted on accident and i couldn’t un-post it, so i’ve editing it. but stay tuned for that pt2!

I LOVE YALL🎀