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[mixtercandy]

Pride request

Eeveelutions with each one bring colored with a different pride flag and Eevee is the rainbow one

I had so much fun drawing this and assigning flags to eeveelutions!! i think everything fit rather nicely! ty!!

[nerdypastafandoms-reblogs]

Timber >:3c -yuriinadress

I would die for them

[zainmalik]

OI OIII LOUISSS !!

happy boi 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

send me a “LOUIS” and i’ll post four pics of our dear sunshine

[d-d-disgusting]

"THINK FAST CHUCKLENUTS-"

THROWS A HOLLOWED OUT BOAR CARCASS AT-

A!!

Vincent's reflexes outspeed the rest of him, and with a squawk he hops out of the path of the pig just in time, skipping on the ball of his foot before settling down into a low crouch where he lands. A streak of blood has spattered over him, and he can smell it. He can smell it. He's unsure of what to make of Candid's shout, and so for a minute he stares like a deer in headlights. Only for a minute. The carcass still has usable scraps of flesh, and so like a starved animal he descends upon it with claws and teeth to tear it further open, eyes wide and continuously glancing back up to keep track of what his ..assailant? donor? is doing.

[fangaminghell]

1, 27 and 43 for any OC(s) of your choice :)

1) What’s the maximum amount of time your character can sit still with nothing to do?

Imani has gradually learned to sit still for important stuff, and she has sat down for long periods of time....designing clothes. Sitting down doing nothing??? Oof. Something has to entertain her before she dies of boredom.

Asra is the royalty of sitting still for long periods of time. One would think they're a statue if they were to see them.

27)  What causes them to feel dread? 

WELP. There's a lot depending on the character.

Leo has his fear of water( specifically drowning), and the thought of being alone underwater for an extended periods of time is not fun. The manaphy quest was not fun for him.

Asra not knowing who they were before... everything. Where they a good person before meeting Ava? Also a certain something that is stated in the game ( if you know you know) genuinely scares them.

For Cande, it's anything that happening to her siblings. Losing the only family he has left....she don't know what he would do. The same can be said for Suraya and Blair, being older siblings themselves.

43) If someone asked them to explain their sexuality, how would they do so? 

Arrow- " I like people I guess????" *Shrugs*

Blair- "No"

Flynn- *thinks about women/Rumi* * blushes and is too flustered to speak*

( Rumi belongs to @lemonade-juley :3)

Imani- " I'm asexual Demi romantic! I don't feel sexual attraction, and romantic attraction doesn't really happen for me unless I have a strong bond with another person :D"

( the only one who actually explains it )

Cande- " Bi for bi baby!"( I cannot remember if I made her bi or pan but this joke is fun so yeah. Referencing the fact he's bigender)

Philomena: :]

Leo: Men.

Suraya: Women.

( I was gonna have a bit of a NSFW joke here but I decided against it lol. Just imagine Suraya exposing her brother and Leo getting flustered about it).

TLDR: The majority don't explain it lmao. Only Imani gave an actual explanation. Suraya and Leo kinda too, but yeah.

[hxroic-wxlls]

Icons only Rin demonstrating her super strength by projecting Cosmo from a rogue robot

[nymphomatique]

your nerd miguel fics are so good i didnt even know id like dom!reader this much

imagine slutty!reader getting ready for another party and she's barely wearing anything, pretty tits n ass spilling out of her clothes. she's leaning forward over the vanity to do her make up, and miguel cand help but get distracted from (her) homework, and just looks at her plump ass peeking from under her flimsy skirt. he begs her to let him rub himself on her and with hesitant hands he grips her hips and dryhumps her like a dog in heat

well, yes!

cw: slight dom!fem reader, sub!miguel yall know the vibes, me indulging in fashion for a moment, dry humping, miguel cums in his undies, this one’s a lil sweet i fear, awkward ending soz, edited AND proofread y’all 🙏🏾 (can’t guarantee no mistakes however)

wc: 1.6k

❤︎ a/n: i’m a dirty liar and forgot to upload this yesterday but!! she’s here and she was a labour of love! everyone who survived the great barbie drought of winter 2023-2024 gets a pin and goodie bag at the door. nevertheless, enjoy!! 💋

“hey, four eyes, this dress or should i wear a skirt instead?”

brown eyes you’ve come to know so well, more than you’d like to admit, flit up to meet yours momentarily until they look at the two articles of clothing hanging on hangers between your manicured fingers. in one hand, a mesh cut out dress with a deep plunging neckline, and a khaki mini skirt in the other.

“um, skirt. y-you looked pretty in it when you bought it, so um- you should wear it,” miguel mumbles, a pink tint sweeping its way lightly across his face. you’re feeling particularly sweet on him today. it’s been hard to keep your eyes off him as of recent, his chiseled jaw, thick lips, and who could ever forget the resplendent pools of brown that takes form of his eyes. eyes that make your face heat up, setting your body ablaze and feeling feverish under the slightest of glances.

he’s classically handsome, that much you won’t deny, as much as it kills you.

you silently take his suggestion in heed, quietly stripping in front of him to change into the skirt he suggested, and pulling on a black long sleeved crop to to match. you silently lament on the memory of the day you bought the skirt, how you had dragged miguel by his shirt alongside you that day to the mall to sit and watch you buy clothes at any and every store, designer or department, and shuck your bags into his strapping arms. you had wandered into miu miu, miguel trailing not too far behind you with your bags from blumarine, versace, cavalli and more comfortable in his hands. he sat patiently in the waiting chairs as you picked up an array of shirts and skirts and accessories, until you were ready to try them on. miguel sat and watched as you said no and turned your nose up at nearly everything until you tried on a khaki skirt, sitting so low on your hips the straps of your red thing peeking above the waistband.

you turned and twirled in the mirror, admiring the skirt on yourself until you turned to miguel himself, walking up to him as he’s sat to ask him, “you like it?” and like it he does, a hefty hand trailing up from your thigh to your hip, tapping your your hip softly. “you know i do, baby,” and you giggle at his answer, twirling for him before walking back the dressing room to change, not before biting your lip and beckoning miguel to follow at your heels with a pink painted acrylic nail. and follow he does, because he’s such a good boy.

you feel roused at the memory of your dressing room quickie in the same skirt you’re wearing now. and you’re sure miguel feels the same, and you don’t miss the opportunity to provoke him at any moment.

you bend over, slow but curt, fixing up your makeup in your large vanity while your ass sits out in direct display, the short fabric of the skirt lifting as you bend. your black thong is made visible as you bend and wiggle you hips. you steal small glances in the mirror to where miguel is on your bed, sitting in a sea of linear calculus books, and sure enough the methods of linear are long forgotten to focus on your exposed backside. you giggle and turn your head to look at him, and his lips purse when he realizes he’s been caught. before he can sputter anything out, you stand and turn to him and ask him, “see something you like, dontcha?”

a silent swallow and a nod is miguel’s response, his growing erection answer enough for you.

“beg me for what you want.”

and there’s a brief fleeting moment after the words leave your lips. an unspoken fervour in the air, perhaps a mix of what hasn’t been said and all that’s left to say about the two of you. you feel hot, your gaze burning through miguel’s clothes, burning his skin all the way across the room. you want him, you want him, you want him. and he’s looking back at you, a subdued but still present lust in his eyes. you see the submission, his compliance. yes, mistress.

his knees hit the floor, and then his rough palms follow suit and he’s crawling towards you until he’s not, and his sat like a good little boy in front of you painted feet, and he does what you ask, he begs for your touch, your taste, your mercy.

“please let me touch you, i need it, please please please. can i have it? can i touch you, mommy? i don’t even have to be inside you, j-just your touch and i can- i can cum. please? oh god please-“ miguel babbles, his hulking form looking up at you from the floor. you feel like the wind has been knocked out of your chest. he just needs your touch. you card a hand through his thick wavy locks, gripping at the nape and pulling his head up to look at you.

“just need my touch, hmm?” you look at him and he nods. whimpers. so fucking pathetic. “i’ll let you hump me like you want. my subservient little puppy needs it, huh?” you coo mockingly. a string of yes’s and thank you’s leave miguel’s lips and you get up and turn around, bending over to brace yourself on your vanity.

you’re fully presented for miguel, and there’s an empty beat of stillness between you both, you make eye contact with him in the mirror and quip, “gonna keep me waiting?” and he knows better than that. he’s up on his feet, unbuckling his belt and shucking his jeans down and off him, standing in his boxers, swollen and full with his erection. he moves behind you, placing his hands on either sides of your hips.

“no ma’am.”

you can’t help but pulse in anticipation. you look at him in the mirror and find that he’s looking at you already and you feel yourself heat up. please don’t make me wait anymore, you think. like he’s read your mind, miguel’s covered erection is pressed up against the gusset of your panties, perfectly slot between your ass cheeks.

and experimental hump sends you bouncing forward a little, your breasts jiggling a bit, a soft sigh of satisfaction leaving you. finally. another hump, miguel’s strong hands pulling your hips back towards his crotch and you gasp a bit and the pleasure. another thrust of hips, and again, and again until it becomes a steady rhythm of soft sighs and low groans. and it goes on from a thrust to a trust and grind, and oh! the meat of miguel’s dick rubs up against your clit and you can’t help but moan.

your moans are joined by miguel’s whimpers, his hips rocking so intensely it has you burning up inside so much that you think you might cum from the stimulation. “s-so good baby, fuck,” miguel let’s out and you keen at his praise. you’re so good, you’re his baby. you push and grind your hips up in time with his, feeling yourself begin to soak through your panties and maybe onto miguel’s dark boxers. you can’t hold yourself together anymore, feeling yourself come apart so you drop your head onto your vanity’s surface, hoping to salvage some semblance of your pride.

the thick hands on your hips move to find purchase within your skirt, grabbing fistfuls of the short fabric before pulling your hips back with a staggering strength. you feel your knees buckle a bit, and your head shoots back up with an accompanying moan.

miguel pulls you down while pushing himself up into you and it feels so fucking good. your palms feel clammy and you feels as if you’re still sanding by the grace of god. every nudge of your clit feels as if it’s short circuiting your motor functions temporarily and you feel so overwhelmed to the pleasure, you can do nothing but succumb to it, and the man granting you it.

“m’gonna cum miguel. so good, so fucking good. wish you were inside me so i can feel you. wish you could feel me cum around you. f-feels so good please don’t stop! i’m gonna- oh!” you’re mumbling and babbling incessantly, canting hips and soft whimpers that turn into heavy groans only further pushing you past your limit through this titillating pleasure.

“fuck, gonna come with you baby. come with me, please mommy i need it,” miguel moans. his hands release your skirt and dig into your hips once more and you’re sure you’ll find salacious marks there in the morning but you don’t care, not when you’re so close.

a particular hard thrust sends you reeling forward, head almost hitting your mirror and you can’t help but give out within your legs. you feel them shake and almost go numb at the pleasure. you’re left helpless, cumming violently and soaking the fabric separating both you and miguel as miguel continues his assault against your poor pussy. he fucks it- humps it?- raw, overstimulating you to the point of pain when finally he finishes with a final thrust, his nails digging into the meat of your curvature. you feel his cum seep through the material of both of your arguments and you moan as it hits the gusset of your thong.

miguel lets go of your hip and you wobble a bit, using your upper body upon your desk to stabilize you. you’re both panting and heaving, taking in the intense and carnal display of lust between the two of you. you’re quiet before you hear miguel pipe up, breathlessly, pulling you from your daze.

“thank you, mistress.”

smug bastard.

[cissyenthusiast010155]

Hey could you do dovey and Lesso, and and y/n as like a punishment that y/n has to do extra credit off paper if you know what I mean, for both Lesso and Dovey at the same time. Because y/n's grades are bad. You cand do whatever you want with this, I really appreciate your work

Oooh yessss! Love love love writing for Dovesso!! Thanks for the request, anon 🥰 Hope you enjoy 🫰🏻♥️

Extra Credit ~Dovesso xFem Student!Reader

Mommy… Master List

Requests & Prompt-List

Warnings: NSFW, 18+!!, smut, age gap(all legal), eating out, threesome, implied future smut, Daddy kink, Mommy kink, praise kink, etc.

Enjoy (;

“Ah, there you are Miss L/N! We’ve been expecting you…!” Professor Dovey exclaimed, as you walked into the library.

All classes had wrapped up by now and the windows in the library showed nothing but a black reflection of the interior of the room.

“Miss L/N, have a seat.” Professor Lesso instructed.

You gulped and drew your attention back to the two stunning deans in front of you.

“This is an informal meeting, nothing to worry about, Dear…” Professor Dovey comforted, trying to lower you apparent anxiety.

Your anxiety wasn’t from that…

The three of you sat down, the two goddesses sitting in parallel, across from you. The two women exchanged glances before Professor Dovey began,

“Sweetheart, we need to talk about your grades…” she sweetly purred.

Your breath hitched and your heart was racing.

“Oh…?” You chocked out.

“Yes, they’re not where we’d like them to be…” Dovey feigned light disappointment, “And Professor Lesso and I have both noticed you being quite distracted in our respective classes…”

At this your face went red and you looked away, avoiding their gazes.

“We have a solution in mind for your little problem…” Professor Lesso husked, standing up and walking to the nearest column to lean against.

You clenched your thighs together at Lesso’s words and her tone. Your heart was pounding in your head.

“Oh…?” You repeated in a stutter, your mind reeling.

“Yes, an extra-credit kind of thing…!” Professor Dovey exclaimed, to which Lesso lightly chuckled.

You looked from one dean to the other.

“We’ve made the girl speechless…” Lesso wickedly chuckled.

With a stride and her cane, Lesso stalked over to you, stopping mere inches in front of your chair and swiftly swiveling around for it to face her. She then grabbed your chin and tilted up to meet her gaze. You froze, doing nothing to stop the woman.

“Do I make you nervous…?” Lesso wickedly purred, staring you down with intent.

Your mouth went dry at the red heads words. You meekly nodded.

“I expect verbal answers…” Lesso growled.

Your eyes widened in her change in tone.

“Yes…” you choked out.

Lesso then suddenly dropped your chin, her gaze making its way back over to her counterpart. Dovey had stood up and walked around the desk to the other side of your chair. She lowered herself to your eye level, cupping your cheek.

“You’ll say if anything makes you uncomfortable…”

“I will…” you whispered, nodding at the same time.

“Good…” Dovey mumbled before closing the gap between your lips and hers.

You gasped and whimpered into Dovey’s precious lips. She kissed you with a light, direct passion. Her lips happily leading the way as you followed. And when she pulled away, a small whine escaped your lips.

“Oh no no, pet…” Lesso wickedly purred, directing your attention over to her, “You take what you’re given and you don’t complain. Understand?”

“Yes…” you whispered, staring from her eyes to her lips in anticipation.

Your expectations were quickly met as Lesso’s lips eagerly ravaged yours. She cleverly bit your lower lip, eliciting a groan from you, and giving her access to slip her tongue inside your wet cavern. Once Lesso had felt she had properly established her dominance, she pulled away, leaving you and your very puffy lips.

“Go make your mommy feel good, pet…” Lesso purred in your ear, nipping at your lobe.

Your breath hitched at the nickname.

“Yes—”

“Yes Daddy…” Lesso was quick to correct you.

“Yes Daddy…!” You breathily moaned out, practically jumping out of your chair and turning around to find Clarissa grabbing your wrist and directing you to the floor in between her legs as she leaned back in one of the lounge chairs.

You eagerly helped Clarissa out of her knickers.

“Use that pretty mouth of yours for Mommy…” Clarissa cooed, guiding your head down to her heat.

You happily obliged, diving into the brunettes soaked folds. Clarissa moaned out in delight, while Lesso watched the whole show with apparent hunger and lust.

The second your tongue had brought Clarissa down from her cumming, Lesso pulled you around into a searing kiss.

“Daddy’s turn…” she wickedly purred into your ear.

Lesso had already discarded her trousers, and as she leaned against a nearby table, you quickly striped those off her tall frame. You were quick to dip your tongue into the red heads hole, eliciting a breathy moan from the wicked dean. Her hand roughly gripped your head, pushing you impossibly further into her cunt.

“That’s it, Baby… Doing so good for Daddy…” Lesso groaned.

Pretty soon, you had Lesso cumming on your tongue as well, leaving you with two sated deans and your own aching heat. Lesso tilted your chin once more to look up at her.

“Be Good. Get your grades up. And Mommy and Daddy might reward you next week…” Lesso wickedly purred.

You bit your lip, nodding.

“Yes Daddy…” you breathlessly whimpered.

“Now get to bed, good girl…” Dovey purred.

“Yes Mommy…” you breathlessly whimpered.

~~~

Part 2 Coming Soon… (;

Lady Leonora Lesso | Clarissa Dovey

[namjoonboo]

Hiii!! I love your work and I was wondering if you could do some angst witg Taehyung, were they both have a big fight but they make up in the end with some fluff, also cand you do it a bit longer :)?

Forgive .

Taehyung x male reader

Warnings: heavy angst(?), mostly fluff at the end.

A/N: I haven't checked my requests in a while so sorry if I did this one a little too late:( and ofc I can make it longer! I love making angst so like. Also I think I'm shadow banned uhmm.

This fic was inspired by this fic. I made it a while ago and I made it kinda similar to it.

....

Taehyung didn't know what to do. Him and Y/N got in a big fight recently. It was about something very stupid.

"But she was obviously flirting with you!" Y/N said in anger. Taehyungs eyes went wide at Y/N's sudden anger. "Y/N please chill down.." "ARE YOU KIDDING ME TAE? DIDN'T YOU SEE HOW CLOSE SHE WAS TO YOU..?" Y/N screamed out. Taehyung didn't know what to say.

But when he did say something, it was all the wrong words. "YOU KNOW WHAT? LETS JUST BREAK UP THEN!" Taehyung slapped his hand on his mouth. He saw Y/N's face go blank. "Fuck you taehyung. I'm leaving" Y/N said not looking back at taehyung and slamming the door loud. "No Y/N please come back..!!".

Taehyung ran out the door to see Y/N going into his car. "Y/N I didn't mean it! Please come back I-" taehyung said tears coming down his cheek. He saw Y/N turn around without looking at him.

"Tae." Y/N said while taehyung was shocked at Y/N using his nickname. Y/N went closer to taehyung. "I need to think." Y/N said trying not to cry. "Does this mean we are over? Please! I didn't mean it!" But when he tried to talk Y/N walked away and went into his car and drove away..

...

Currently taehyung was laying in his bed. Currently crying and wiping his tears. 'Why did I say that!' Taehyung thought to himself. He sent Y/N tons of messages to forgive him.

He didn't mean what he said. It was just an accident. He wished Y/N was cuddling him right now. Taehyung threw his phone on the floor and hearing some glass break. He curled up to a ball and wiped his tears.

His eyes were red as hell and puffy. His hair was a mess and his lips were brused since to him biting them. He wished he could explain to you that he was in the wrong for going too far.

Taehyung decided to go to the bathroom but when he did, he couldn't believe that he looked like this over a fight. Taehyung tried not to cry the 100th time. "I wish I could just explain to him." Taehyung sighed and took a shower.

When taehyung hoped into the shower, he felt the warm water hit into his back. The warm water sent shivers down his spine and made him shiver. Taehyungs hair felt greasy after not taking a shower for 2 days.

"I just want him back. Fuck!"

.....

But taehyung didn't know that Y/N was also a big mess. 'Should I respond?' Y/N thought to himself biting his nails and staring at his phone. Y/N was overwhelmed from all of this. He wanted to talk to taehyung.

Y/N knew that taehyung was effected by this and is probably a mess right now. 'Fuck it'.

...

'Who's ringing by doorbell?' Taehyung thought while he just got out of the shower but already in his clothes. Taehyung put his phone down and dried his hair. Taehyung put his hand on the doorknob. Taehyung was scared to answer but he didn't think twice and opened the door.

Taehyungs eyes went wide. He saw his handsome boyfriend at his door. "What are you doing here....?" Taehyung said taking a step back. "Can you come outside for a second? We need to talk" Y/N said back looking at taehyungs puffy eyes.

"O-oh okay.." taehyung followed Y/N sit down on the stairs in front of his house. Taehyung sat down right next to Y/N. Y/N scooted a little bit away from taehyung and took a breath and then looked at taehyung. "Can we.. start over again? I think I overreacted and I realized what I did." Y/N admitted. Taehyung slowly looked at Y/N and sighed.

"You almost made me scared if we were going to break up. Come here" Taehyung opened his arms for Y/N to give him a big hug. Y/N laughed. "Your such a idiot.." Y/N said giving in and giving Taehyung a big hug. They both cried happy tears. The silence was good silence. Y/N grabbed Taehyungs collar and gave him a kiss/peck on the kiss.

"I love you taehyung" "I love you too Y/N"

....

Made by namjoonboo on January 17th 2023

[nishayuro]

Hi! i liked your 1st hc od YPH!Reader ^^. Cand you do part 2 where its the each of the students’ reaction to meeting Young pro hero! reader

Class 1-A's reaction to meeting Young pro hero! reader

GIF by wackyracesdavidfurtado

A/N: A lot of these are quite repetitive ToT, I don’t know much about the other characters who don’t get enough screen time, but I try >.< GN! Reader (mentions of feminine and masculine identities in Mineta’s) 

Genre: Fluff

(p/h/n) - Pro hero name

based on this headcanon-ish fanfic

Katsuki Bakugo

After the training, he was dedicated to surpassing you

You? Already a pro hero when you’re the same age as him?

No can do, he will try to get you to spill how you managed to get a licence without going to hero school.

But after you explain to him that it's confidential information, he will reluctantly stop asking you.

He will ask you to spar with him though

Better be ready for this blasty boy to be all over you trying to one you up. 

Izuku Midoriya

Was amazed at you

A pro at your age? You are basically his other idol after all might

Definitely sooo happy to have met you. Like a fanboying type happy, you were probably like his “if (p/h/n) was able to do it at such a young age, then so can I!” 

Asked a lot about your quirk, about villain fighting stories you have

Also asked about a lot of tips on becoming a hero

Will ask to hang out with you more outside of hero training

Shoto Todoroki

After the training, he was dedicated to surpassing you (1) 

You were probably someone his father compared to him to while in UA

“Shoto, look at (p/h/n) already a pro hero and climbing the ranks, and they’re the same age as you!” - Endeavor

After you answered his question about becoming a hero without hero school, He often would ask you to give him hero tips as well.

He used to see you as just someone to surpass, but after you told him about the villain fights you’ve had, you had earned his respect. 

He also asks you to spar with him in your free time.

Tenya Iida

Apparently, his brother Tensei has had the opportunity to work with you before. 

He told Tenya about you and how it would have been a great opportunity for you and him to meet,

Lo and behold, you both have met

Tenya told you about his brother and you went on to talk about how his brother did mention Tenya to you while on the mission. 

Tenya and you get along quite well, you like telling him stories about your missions when you have time.

Eijiro Kirishima

When you introduced yourself as the same age as his class, he was star struck.

You’re sooo cool in his eyes!!

And so manly in his opinion

Also asks to spar with you

He wants to get to know you better honestly

Puts effort in hanging out with you when he finds out that you don’t have many friends your age.

Denki Kaminari

Hello hotstuff-

You’re soo cool!! He is also another who looks up to you

And he thinks you’re attractive

Also wants to hang out with you a lot

Very interested in your stories aswell

Hanta Sero

Another one who likes hanging out with you

Will invite you to occasions or outings with the bakusquad

Another one to ask for tips

Honestly, he sees you more of a friend than a pro hero, he’s chill like that

Still look up to you and your abilities though!!

Fumikage Tokoyami

Another one who respects your abilities a lot

He doesn’t interact with you much like others do

But don’t take that to heart, he’s just not that social 

But on some occasions, he will ask for some advice for hero training

Dark shadow absolutely loves you!!

Whenever you’re around, dark shadow comes out more (This is like the only times Tokoyami is “forced” to talk to you lmao

Yuga Aoyama

Is impressed with your abilities

He likes talking to you, but mostly about himself lmao

Asks you to tell stories about your missions 

He will also offer you some cheese while you both talk, lmao

Mashirao Ojiro

Also another one who doesn’t talk to you much

But he still respects you a lot too

Most of the time, your conversations revolve around training

If he’s okay with it, you like petting his tail sometimes while talking to him

Mezo Shoji

Another who doesn’t talk to you much sorry

He is a bit shy, but he will talk to you when needed, or atleast greet you

Another who has mad respect for you, being a young pro hero  

Minoru Mineta

I have no words for this kid

If you’re more on the feminine side, He will do his shenanigans on you

If you’re more male presenting, He will ask you to join in on his shenanigans

You’re lowkey disgusted at his attitude, so you don’t hang out much

Rikido Sato

He likes getting your opinion on his baking!!

You both hang out, you telling him stories from your missions while he teaches you how to bake

Each story makes him more impressed at your abilities

Asks for tips gang!! More on how to be a tankish hero since his quirk is physical 

Koji Koda

Another shy boi

Gets flustered talking to you

He has huge respect to you as a hero, and wonders if he can become a hero like you with his quirk

He will open up a bit when the topic is about animals

Ochaco Uraraka

She thinks you’re sooo cool!!

But is also sad when she found out that you don’t have friends your age

Will definitely ask you to hang out with the dekusquad!!

Will also ask for hero tips and for stories

You both probably become best friends 

Tsuyu Asui

She loves you a lot!!

Mad respect!! Thinks you’re soo cool

Will ask you to call her Tsu-chan

Very happy when you do

Another one who will ask you to join in on the deku squad shenanigans 

Mina Ashido

She is sooo excited to meet you!!

Another one who thinks you’re soo cool and amazing!!

Will treat you more like a friend than a pro hero

Invites you to Bakusquad shenanigans aswell!!

Loves to hang out with you, you hear her stories and she hears yours

Probably goes to the mall with you a lot

Will make you feel so belonged in the class since she found out you don’t have much friends

Momo Yaoyorozu

Another who respects you a lot

Aspires to be like you

Tea parties!! 

Asks about how you feel being a pro hero at a young age

If you ever feel lonely, Momo will be there for you if you want to talk to someone

Kyoka Jirou

Another part of the thinks you’re soo cool team!!

Asks you about your favourite music genre and will make you a playlists for when you’re out on patrol

Loves hearing your stories, gets hyped a lot 

Another who aspires to be a hero like you

Toru Hagakure

Another who loves you a lot!!

Will asks to hang out too! 

She is another who loves hearing your stories

Asks you a lot of questions about hero work too

Very amazed with your abilities to be able to become a hero at a young age!!

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OHHHG REQUESTS R OPEN...... mayhaps a shaymin or an espeon... or maybe even a shayminespeon....

Shaymin might just be my favorite grass type EVER... TYSM for the request!! I LOVED how this turned out!!

[akwolfgrl]

Part 16 LFT

“I'll think about it and give you my answer at dinner,” Nami said, reading over his proposal, popping a truffle into her mouth.

“Take your time Nami-swan~!” Sanji cooed happily.

“Mmm! What's these crunchy bits? They taste like minka,” She questioned before Sanji could leave.

“Oh thats candied Minka peel, I just take peels and pour boiling water on them and scuba the wax off frist,” Sanji loved to talk about cooking and was egar to exspiln the process of canding citrus peels. “Then I…”

“I don't need details,” Nami said, waving her hand dismissing him like the princess she should be.

“Of course Nami-swan, I would hate to bore you with all the details,” Sanji left and went to hunt down the Marimo for a fight after putting his sliver tray away.

Sanji lit a cigarette and found the green haired idiot napping in his smoking spot. He grinned and raised his leg above his head bringing down only to be stopped inches from Zoro's head by the back of a sword.

“Is that the best you got shit cook?” Zoro smirked at him, not even bothering to open his eyes.

“Oh just making sure your lazy ass is awake,” Sanji retorted he could feel his adrilling began to race he removed his foot from the blade and swong it around to left side of Zoro's body aiming for his shoulder this time. Zoro rolled out of the way and up onto his feet his sword in front of him. “About damn time you got off your ass,”

“I was going easy on ya shit-cook since I know you don't train, I lift more than your scrawny ass weighs,” Zoro sneered, his eyes glittering with amusement.

“Fuck you cactus head! I don't need to train. I have to fight Luffy off, or else we would all starve!” Sanji kicked Zoro again, this time the moss dodged and swiped at him with his sword. Sanji bent backwards into a flip, using the momentum to kick up, catching Zoro under the chin. Zoro still managed to cut his cigarette before Sanji had flipped out of the way.

Sanji completed the flip landing back on his feet just in time to get hit with the back of Zoro's blade. He hissed at the pain, he would have a nice new bruise on his side, but no broken ribs.

They continued to trade blows and insults when Sanji saw his opening. He dropped to the deck and used his hands to hold him up as he swung his legs up and around knocking Zoro of his feet but not before Zoro manged to grab the sleve of his jack and pull him down on top of him. They ended up in a tangle of limbs and arms. Sanji wiggled his way up Zoro body and grinned down at him.

“Looks like I won this round,” Sanji pressed his lips to Zoros kissing the man senseless, Zoros arms come to rest on waist.

As they kissed Sanji began to grind on Zoros lap, rubbing his erection against zoro's muscular body, a good fight always left him horny. Why masterbate when he had this hunk of muscle to fuck instead?! The adrenaline still flooded his body, causing him to be more reckless, he didn't care that they were on the open deck where anyone and everyone could see them. He knew what he wanted and he wanted Zoro right here and now.

“What are you two doing?!” Nami bellowed as her fists knocked against both of their heads hard. “Get a room, you two! No fucking on the deck!”

Sanji broke apart form Zoro with a pout rubbing his head, forgetting for a second who hit him and about to yell before seeing his Nami-swan. He almost forgot that Nami’s hits were almost as bad as Zeff’s kicks. The only difference was Zeff's leg was wood so he may have an advantage in that area.

“Fine by me,” Zoro stood up and before Sanji could join him he found himself being hoisted up into the air, Zoro's strong arms tossing him over his broad shoulders, then he had the audacity to slap his ass with his other hand.

“Zoro!” Sanji was freaking out, what the hell did he think he was doing? Sanji could walk just fine on his two legs! Oh how he could feel how red his face was flushed with embarrassment and arousal. His cock still hard even after having his ass slaped, he refused to admit how much he liked it and wanted Zoro to do it again.

“You heard the lady, no fucking on the deck,” Sanji couldn't even kick Zoro for his sarcasm, without being dropped. Zoro carried him towards the boys’ bunk room. Sanji tried to wiggle out of the situation which only made his position worse. “Stop that before I drop you,” Zoro growled, slapping his ass again.

“Mmm!” A moan slipped from Sanjis lips much to his surprise. This was something new Sanji was finding out about himself. He didn't know how to feel about it.

[zainmalik]

holis. se que esto no ayude tanto, pero solo te quería decir que te quiero mucho y espero que te sientas mejor y que puedas disfrutar lo que amas. (se que es easier said than done pero igual espero que si) te mando un abrazo muy muy grande💜💜💜

cande 🥺💜 de verdad aprecio mucho tus palabras. por ahora es difícil pero se que lo superaré, como lo he superado antes. te quiero mucho 💜💜💜💜

[beth--b]

Headache

Sicktember alt prompt 3 pounding headache

Multiple concussions in a short space of time had not left Steve Harrington wholly unscathed.

His memory wasn't the greatest, and he needed to wear gIasses to drive at right now. The biggest issue though, was the migraines.

They ranged from horribly painful to downright debilitating.

It was Sunday, Steve had the day off and he had plans for a lunch date with Eddie. So of course he woke up with a headache.

The morning sun shining through the crack in the curtains made him wince and close his eyes, throwing an arm over his face to try and block any trace of light from his face. 

It took a good ten minutes before he was able to force himself up and out of bed. He headed straight to the bathroom, downing some pain killers before brushing his teeth.

If he was lucky the drugs would be enough to prevent the headache from getting worse and he'd still be good for lunch.

Steve took his time in the shower, letting the warm water run over his aching head and neck. Eventually he had to get out and at least try to get ready. The meds weren't having as much of an effect as he'd hoped but he hadn't seen Eddie in days and he didn't want to miss their date.

Hoping that rest would do the trick he went downstairs and lay down on the couch.

Steve woke up tho the sound of knocking.

His headache had not improved, in fact it was turning into one of the worst ones where he was hardly able to get out of bed.

The knocking came again, though this time it was followed by Eddie's voice.

"Hey Stevie, you there?" Eddie called, concern evident in his voice.

Steve wanted to answer but the only sound that came out when he tried was a pained whimper.

"Sweetheart? You alright in there?" Eddie called again. Moments later Steve heard the front door open, apparently his boyfriend had given up waiting and used his key. "Stevie, honey you there?" 

Eddie finally appeared in Steve's line of sight and the older man hurried to Steve's side, dropping to his knees beside the couch.

"Migraine?" Eddie asked, voice low.

Steve managed a hint of a nod and whined when he tried to reply.

"Ok shh baby. Close your eyes, I'll be right back." 

Eddie left Steve's line of sight only to return a few minutes later, glass of water, ice pack and migraine meds in tow. He helped Steve up, taking most of his weight and letting Steve lean heavily into his side. The meds and water came first, then Eddie pressed the ice pack to the back of Steve's neck.

"Want me to stay?" Eddie asked, once Steve was laying back on the lounge, head in Eddie's lap.

"Please," Steve managed to say quietly.

"Alright baby, just close your eyes and try to relax," Eddie ran his fingers through Steve's hair, the combination of the ice pack cand the soothing motion of Eddie's hand enough to help him begin to relax.

It wasn't the date he'd planned but at least he still had Eddie here. Maybe in a few hours he'd feel well enough for dinner. For the moment, Steve just let himself drift and enjoy the care that Eddie was showing him.

[seaofgoldensand]

Impart some wisdom, please 🙏🏻 should one focus on levelling up cards, or grinding for protocores first? Cause I thought my Raf cards were good, but now I'm stuck at his 64th trial 🫠 help, please.

first of all, congrats on hitting the 63th trial regardless being stuck on his 64th! a win is a win.

this is completely my opinion and what i have done so far prior to whaling for his new myth pair. i'm currently on stage 70 in the directional orbit for him.

i focus primarily on leveling up his cards, however! farming for protocors will always support your cards more than one may think, in addition i seek those with atk, atk bonus, oath strength/recovery, crit dmg/rate. making sure your team is equipped with protocores will definitely help boost the damage output

checking your details for your overall rafayel team and seeing where it could be lacking such as atk, oath's strength, crit rate/crit dmg cand build from that could help with the atk output and experimenting with different weapons as well!

find the one suitable for you that gives off the max dmg you can go for with combos, charge attacks and oath. some people enjoy claymore, some pistols, etc. i hope this helps a bit! let me know if you have any other questions or want me to explain anything further, i absolutely adore getting to answer these although my knowledge isn't of the highest degree.

[inej-ruination-ghafa]

PLAYING WITH THE BOYS

PART 7; MOVING IN SLOW MOTION

Warnings: make outs, slightly ooc Rooster, mentions of a future, allusions to sex, talk about grief and anger issues, surivors guilt

Summary: Rooster turns up during film night and finally opens up to Robin but is it too late to rekindle their relationship or is this going to bring them back together.

Wordcount: 3.1k

That night, it was movie night for the Benjamin girls. 

The bar had closed slightly earlier as it was a Thursday so they'd ordered in pizza and were going to have a night with just them, free of boy drama. 

Amelia was bored of her mum trying not to fall back in love with Pete and she was tired of Robin who knew she still loved Bradley but didn't want to admit it to herself. 

The girl reached over for a slice of pizza as they watched Heathers. They were halfway through when they heard a knock on the door, both girls jumping slightly at the sound. 

"I'll get it," Penny said, jumping up as they girls paused the movie, listening to the sound of their mothers footsteps as she walked away. 

The sound of her talking to someone was muffled and they couldn't quite hear the conversation so the girls got up, walking over and leaning against the door. 

When Robin realised that it was her mum talking to Bradley her face went red with embarrassment. She'd totally forgotten the day that he'd had and now it was girls night - which is supposed to be free of boys - and he was here. 

"Why's your little chicken friend here?" Amelia questioned, raising an eyebrow at her half sister. 

"It's Rooster. And anyway, he had a tough day today. I told him to come over if he needed to talk," she explained. 

Amelia groaned, leaning her head back in annoyance, "It's girls night!" She whined, looking at her sister. 

"I'm sorry," she said before walking into the hallway, leaving behind a very annoyed Amelia. 

Bradley was so occupied with talking to Penny that he barely noticed when Robin walked in. His eyes met hers over Penny's shoulders and his face lit up, both of them smiling at each other. 

"Just kiss already," Amelia said as she saw the two together before walking away, leaving the two blushing as they looked at each other. 

"I'll let you two talk," Penny said as he turned to her daughter. She walked over, placing a hand on her shoulder and smiling before following after Amelia, probably to tell her off for the way she spoke to them. 

But Penny agreed. She could see the connection between the two adults even if they didn't see it. She wasn't going to let them ruin their relationship again. 

The two stood in the hallway, unsure of what exactly to say. Robin wanted to ask him if he was okay but she already knew the answer. 

"How are you?" She asked, accidentally blurting the words out as she looked at him, unsure of what else to say. 

"Good, um, could be better," he stated. She was wearing an old band shirt and shorts and he looked up at her to keep his eyes away from her bare legs. 

"You wanna go sit on the porch, I'm sure if we talk here Amelia will listen to the whole thing," she suggested, chuckling at the end. 

"That's not fair, I don't eavesdrop all the time!" She called out from the other room. 

"Amelia!" Penny exclaimed. 

"Come on," Robin said with a chuckle, grabbing Bradley's hand and dragging him outside onto the porch. 

She sat down on the hanging swing next to him, both looking at each other as they waited for one of them to speak first; the easy relationship that they once had wasn't back yet. 

"Are you okay? Actually?" She asked, eyes meeting his.

He sighed, pulling his eyes away from hers. One thing Bradley was never great at was communication and he wasn't sure why but now, he just wanted to tell her everything. 

"I think that what Hangman said was right, about me being a liability to the team," he said, unable to look at her. 

She shook her head, "Trust me Brad, nobody else on the team managed to complete the whole thing even if you didn't make it in the two and half minutes. You're the best candidate so far," she explained. 

"But what if it goes wrong? What if I panic and get scared and just don't make it on time and risk my team's lives," he looked over at her, eyes brimming with tears and to be honest, she'd never seen him like that much before. 

He wasn't great at opening up to people but with her it was easy. He was sure that he would be able to sit with her all day and talk, even about the most mundane things. 

"You're an amazing pilot Lieutenant," she said and he chuckled at the mention of his title, "You're not going to mess it up,"

She did know that stroking his ego a bit would calm him down and that was all she wanted. 

"You know Hangman's wrong right? I think all those protein shakes went straight to his head," she joked and he chuckled. 

She smiled when she saw him laugh because for the first time since the near fight earlier, he wasn't tense and seemed to have relaxed. 

"No I'm serious, he's so wrong about you. Sure, you do need to sort out your issues with Maverick but it doesn't hinder the mission, he won't be going," she explained. 

"Thanks," he said, a smile on his face. 

"What are friends for?" She asked, wincing internally at the phrasing of friends. 

Just being around him again like this reminded her of how she felt for him back then and now and for some reason, she didn't hate it. 

"No seriously, this is great, being able to take to you," he said, a wide grin on his face as he looked at her, "You've been an amazing friend," 

Bradley also seemed slightly pained when he said the word friends because that's not what he wanted either. 

He knew of the huge mistake he had made when he was 29 and he wasn't going to make the same mistake again. He wasn't going to just let you go like you meant nothing to him because in his eyes you were the world.

His shoulders became less tense and the smile on his face seemed more natural the longer they talked. Honestly, Robin could have stared at him all day with that comfortable smile. 

They talked about random stuff, the film he went to go see the other day, something funny Bob had said after she'd left this morning and the mission. 

She seemed to have calmed him down slightly about his worries but then the Penny seemed to drop and he understood the potential dangers of the mission. 

"You said it yourself, this is life or death and clearly I can't be trusted with it," Bradley's words were harsh and self-deprecating as he lost confidence in himself. 

She sighed, "When my plane went down and I couldn't help Allana, I gave up too. I didn't trust myself anymore and decided nobody else would either. Nobody was there to back me up and tell me that I could do it and so I quit," she explained, "The point is that there are people here who believe in you. I believe in you and know you can do this,"

He clearly was doubting himself and she hadn't quite comprehended how much of a hit his ego and his confidence had taken from the comments that Hangman made about his dad. 

You knew it was a touchy subject, it always had been even when you were dating, but this was different. The reality of the mission was setting in and he was beginning to understand how dangerous it truly was.

"You're amazing okay, one of the best pilots they've ever had and I'm sure you can complete this. I'm going to be with you every step of the way," she said, a slight smile on her face. 

"But I can't live with it if I know that Bob's parents aren't gonna see him again, or Payback's girlfriend back home will never get to say a real goodbye. I can't handle it," he said and she placed her hand over his. 

Robin had gone through the exact same thing with Allana after she died. The survivor's guilt had eaten her out alive as she sat at her best friend's funeral, watching her parents and siblings sob over her coffin, begging for someone to bring back their little girl. 

"It's the heaviest burden to bear, a human life. You never really get over it but it becomes easier over time," Robin explained, rubbing her thumb gently over his knuckles as she looked into his eyes. 

"I'm sorry I wasn't there for you, but I'm here for you now," he said, placing his other hand over hers, a gentle smile on his face as he leant in. 

Bradley had been told about the accident by Phoenix in a letter. The girls had become friends after a mission and Phoenix had been nearby when the accident had happened. 

He hadn't seen her in two years at that time and didn't know what to do. He pestered the girl about how she was, doing everything other than driving to the hospital himself and sitting by her bedside. 

He didn't understand how much the incident had affected her but it was clear that it had. She seemed cold whenever she mentioned Allana, like the ghosts of her past were all haunting her all at once. 

Actually, Bradley hadn't noticed how much the accident had changed her. Now when she laughed it didn't have the same fullness to it and sometimes when she'd stare into the distance her eyes were more vacant and glossed over. 

"It's okay, we weren't together," she said, trying to be understanding but it still hurt that he didn't even come to see her once. 

"No its not, you mean everything to me and I should have gone," he said, her eyes snapping up to look into his. 

"I mean everything to you?" She repeated, her voice slightly shaky. 

His face went red slightly as he looked at her but his smile never faltered, "You mean everything to me," he repeated again, leaning in slightly. 

Robin could feel her heart pounding in her chest as she looked at him, years of separation leading to this moment. The air was tense but she couldn't take her eyes off of him. It was like a magnet pulling them together.

He reached over, placing his hand gently on the side of her cheek as he gazed into her eyes. They were both breathing heavily as they began to lean into one another. 

Robin wasn't quite sure why she was doing this after everything he'd put her through but she knew that right now, this felt so right. 

His lips hovered so close to hers now that she could feel his hot breath against her lips as he whispered, "Can I kiss you?" The words were soft like they were a prayer being whispered behind closed doors. 

"Yes," she muttered almost breathlessly as she closed her eyes, leaning in that final few centimeters. 

The girl would have sworn that the second his lips touched hers she stopped breathing completely, unable to think about anything other than his soft touch. 

He held her so delicately as if he was scared that she would break and he realised all he had missed. 

Bradley wanted to tear up as he realised all that he had missed. He'd missed seven years of being able to hold her like this, of being able to feel her soft lips against his at any given moment. 

To Robin, he felt so perfect and they slotted together like two pieces of a puzzle. She wanted to stay like this forever and just drown in the warmth that his body brought. 

She had been waiting for this ever since she laid eyes on him again in the bat even if she didn't realise it then. 

When they finally pulled apart from one another, trying to catch their breath, he leant his forehead against hers, eyes closed as he relished in the fact that he was so close to her. 

Robin caught her breath as she reached up, placing her hand on top his hand and that's when he opened his eyes 

"Hi," she whispered with a smile. 

Bradley chuckled, "Hi," 

Like earlier in the evening, both Bradley and Robin were unsure of what to say but the awkward silence they had fallen into was gone and had been replaced with a comfortable silence. 

They pulled apart slightly and he just continued to stare at her, eyes wide as he traced the curves of her face with his hand and she just leaned into his warm touch. 

"God I missed you so much Rob," he whispered, voice breaking slightly, like it physically hurt him to admit something so personal to her.

She smiled, "I missed you too,"

There were no other words that could describe the yearning that the two felt for one another and right now all that Robin wanted to do was invite him in and make up for lost time but with both her teenage sister and her mother in the house, she knew it wouldn't be possible. 

She leant in again, this time pressing a chaste kiss to his lips that he returned instantly, beginning to pepper her jaw with light kisses. 

"I want you to stay so bad," she whispered as his soft kisses trailed down her neck. 

For a second she forgot she wasn't 25 again and they weren't in his barracks, trying to keep quiet because they knew Hangman was next door and could probably hear everything. 

She forgot that they still had things they needed to clarify about their relationship and fix but right now all that mattered was his soft delicate touch as the rough pads of his fingers grazed across her collarbone. 

"You could come back to mine, we could drive to work tomorrow together," he suggested and with him looking up at her with those big brown eyes she didn't know how she could resist. 

But she pushed him off lightly with a chuckle, "Mum wouldn't like that, and we still don't know what this is between us," she said and he froze slightly. 

"I do, but there's just stuff we need to sort out first," she said and he nodded, understanding. 

He hadn't quite comprehended how much it would hurt her when he broke up with her, thinking it would be better if she got hurt now than in the long run. But now he saw the effects it had on her and it added to his guilt. 

He took her hands in his, not quite ready to give up on winning her back yet, "I know I'm stubborn and arrogant and annoying but the worst thing I ever did was leave you. I can wait, while you learn to trust me again," he said, pressing a kiss to her hands before letting go and standing up. 

She stood up as well, brows furrowed as she looked at him confused, "Where are you going?"

"Home, you need time to think about us. But I want you to know that I'm not gonna give up this time, I'm going to give every piece of me to this relationship and that's a promise," he said before walking back to his Ford Bronco and jumping in. 

"Drive safe Brad," she called out and he smiled at her. 

"Have a good night Robin, see you tomorrow," he said before driving out, leaving behind a lovesick and confused woman who felt just like a teenager again. 

She walked back into the house, heart still pounding in her chest and lips slightly swollen from the kisses but honestly she felt giddy and so happy that there was a future. 

The bad still outweighed the good and her trust in him was something that he'd need ro build back over time but for the first time in years she had hope that this could work out. 

Robin walked upstairs to her bedroom when she saw Amelia on the way, "You enjoy your smooch?" The girl asked and Robin's head whipped around, eyes wide as she looked at her. 

"Excuse me?" She questioned. 

Amelia chuckled to herself, "I may or may not have seen you and Lieutenant Bradshaw swapping spit for a bit out there," 

The older girl cringed at the phrasing before realising the matter at hand. Her sister had witnessed her kissing her ex-boyfriend who she had sworn off forever. 

"Don't tell mum," she said, pointing at her like she was ordering someone on base to follow a command. 

Amelia just laughed, folding her arms across her chest, "For the right price I will," she said.

The 15 year old may not have picked up her father's condescending tone but she had picked up her mother's bargaining skills, "I'll take 30 dollars and I won't tell mum yet but if you give me 60 I'll shut up forever,"

"I wish you'd shut up forever," Robin muttered under her breath as she reached into her purse, pulling out sixty dollars in cash and a few spare coins, placing them in her sister's hand. 

The girl counted them up before pocketing it with a smile, "Pleasure doing business with ya Robin," She said as she turned around, beginning to skip to her room. 

"Yeah, yeah, just shut your entrepreneurial gob," she called out before she turned around and walked into her own room now with 60 dollars in her bank account. 

Later that night, just as Robin was about to go to sleep she heard a beeping from her phone and with a groan rolled over to see what it was. 

Her face lit up as she read the text on the screen from a contact labeled Rooster, "Goodnight,"

She smiled to herself as she text him back a goodnight before switching her phone off for good, lying down with a wide grin on her face as she realised that this could be it, he could be the one. 

Series Masterlist Part 8

A/N, another longer and more emotional chapter. I'm going on study leave tomorrow and my exams finish in two weeks so I'm going to be writing a lot more. I want to finish by the end of June because I have an Eddie Munson fic planned but we'll see.

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