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[greenbubblefactory]

Matchup for @cyaniderainfall

Congratulations you have a match with..

Leorio Paradinight !

★From the moment Leorio meets you, he’s instantly drawn to your bubbly energy. He’s a big personality himself, so he finds it refreshing to meet someone who is equally lively,though in different ways. He loves how you light up a room just by being in it, and even though you’re shy when it comes to romance, he finds it incredibly cute. If you ever get flustered around him, he’d just smirk and lean in closer, teasing you.

★Leorio loves talking, and the fact that you’re a chatterbox when comfortable makes you two the perfect pair. Conversations between you are endless, whether it’s about something deep or just silly ramblings. You could be discussing the latest fashion trends one minute and debating the best cake flavors the next, and he’d be equally engaged in both. He finds your excitement infectious,if you’re passionate about something, he wants to know all about it, even if it’s not something he’d normally be interested in. And when you start infodumping about a random Wikipedia article you read? He’s fascinated. He might not always fully understand what you’re talking about, but he’ll nod along, ask questions, and make dramatic reactions just to keep the conversation going.

★Leorio is a huge foodie. He loves eating, and the fact that you bake? That’s basically a dream come true for him. The moment he finds out about your skills, he’s begging you to make him something. He will hype you up so much going around telling people, “My girlfriend makes the best pastries in the whole damn world.” He’s shameless about it. If you let him help in the kitchen, though, be prepared for absolute chaos. He’ll try to be helpful, but somehow, he’ll end up making a mess. Flour on his face, batter splattered on his shirt, and at least one broken egg on the counter. “Uh… that was supposed to happen, right?” he’d say sheepishly. But at the end of the day, he’d do anything to support your passion, even if that means staying out of the kitchen and just being your enthusiastic taste tester.Leorio doesn’t put too much thought into his clothes. He wears whatever’s practical, usually his usual button-up and slacks, but he adores your style.

★The way you wear dresses and skirts all the time? He thinks it’s the most adorable thing ever. If you ever twirl around in a dress, he’ll melt on the spot. And the fact that your fashion sense is both stylish and practical (so you don’t trip) just proves how smart you are. You being clumsy, though? Yeah, he’s learned to always be on standby. He’ll be quick to catch you if you stumble, and if you do trip, he’ll make a dramatic show of it, catching you in his arms like some kind of rom-com protagonist.

★He’d love shopping with you, even if he complains about it at first. Cue him sitting outside the dressing room, hyping you up every time you step out in a new outfit. He’d be so into giving his opinion, even if he has no idea what he’s talking about. “Yeah, yeah, that one’s real nice. Real fashionable. You should get it.” If you ever pick out something for him to wear, though? He’ll grumble but secretly be excited.

★Even though you’re shy about romance, Leorio is patient. He understands that you might need time to open up in that way, and he’s willing to go at your pace. At first, he might tone down his usual flirty behavior, wanting to make sure you’re comfortable, but the moment you start initiating romantic gestures? Oh, he’s done for. If you even so much as hold his hand out of nowhere, he’ll short-circuit. Expect him to turn bright red and stammer out something dumb.

★You giving gifts as a love language? He loves it. If you hand him something handmade, especially something small like a keychain or a little doodle you made, he’ll treasure it forever. He’ll keep it in his wallet or somewhere safe, and if anyone asks about it, he’ll proudly say, “My girl made that.” He’s so soft when it comes to you, even if he acts all big and tough.

★Leorio is naturally protective, but with you, that instinct doubles. He adores how bright and full of life you are, and he’d never let anyone dull that. If anyone ever made you feel bad about your ADHD or your energy, he’d shut that down immediately. He’s not afraid to call people out, especially when it comes to defending you.

★He also recognizes that sometimes you might get overwhelmed or have moments where your thoughts are scattered. He’d never judge you for it. Instead, he’d help keep you grounded whether that’s gently reminding you to take a break or physically picking you up and carrying you to bed if he thinks you’re overworking yourself.

★And despite his usual loud and chaotic nature, he can be incredibly gentle when you need it. If you ever feel overstimulated or like your thoughts are all over the place, he’ll be the first to sit with you, hold your hand.

★Together, you and Leorio make a fun, slightly chaotic but incredibly wholesome couple. Your soft, feminine fashion against his more rugged, no-nonsense style creates the perfect contrast. You bring out his softer, more affectionate side, while he brings out a sense of adventure and confidence in you. Your shared love for food, curiosity, and caring for others makes you two a power couple in your own way. Whether it’s baking together (read: you baking and him making a mess), going on shopping sprees, or just having late-night conversations about the most random topics, life with Leorio is never boring.

★At the end of the day, Leorio adores you, quirks and all. He thinks you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to him, and he’d spend every day proving it to you.

English is not my first language so I'm sorry if there are any spelling mistakes!

[jangofctts]

Vibe: blanch secretly stuffing his face with yogurt covered raisins, but only his brothers know and it’s a Family Secret™️. Then one day one of the boys are like real mad at blanch and their just like “BLANCH LIKES YOGURT COVERED RAISINS” at you and he’s like 😮🤭

hERE IS A VERY QUICK COMIC FEATURING VOID EGDKDBDJ THIS MADE ME CACKLE AND YES it is based on the “FUcK ya cHiCkEn strips” vine sO

[zaptrapp]

FOLLOW UP QUESTION how would his squad be different with u bc ur obvi bffs with all of them

OFC you are bff with all those dorks!!! Here we go with crazy headcanons:

Thorn would be super excited to become like the “crazy uncle”. He has this never ending energy and vibe and would spend a lot of time talking to your belly and “communicating” with babies🤣 he would also prank Fox in any way possible.

Thire would be supportive but also a bit shy around you. I get this feeling he doesn’t really know how to take care of babies hahaha Fox won’t lend him yours.

Hound can’t wait to meet the babies and just introduce them to his puppy Grizzer. Fox would be extra careful though, Grizzer can be....A LOT TO HANDLE.

Jek and Rys are like the weird twin cousins hahaha they annoy Fox to the maximum to know very specific and unnecessary details of your pregnancy and how it happened. You laugh at them, Fox is on thin ice and ready to punch them. But they are also so happy to see you and him expecting!

Sting (is the clone medic I created for the Coruscant Guards lmao I’ll throw him in) would help you deliver the baby ofc. Fox trusts him and he’s very serious and fond of babies! He would follow your pregnancy and he would also help you and Fox with some extra tips of parenting (not that he is himself a parent, but he just knows lmao)

Coruscant Guards are just a bunch of weird crazy soft peeps am I right ?!?

[dogmascutie]

Gal.........I love fox..........u gotta tell me more about the performer and him! Hun I’m sweating at the thought pLEASE

okay okay so basically this idea is VERY unrealistic bc the republic doesn’t care about the clones lmfao, but! let’s say that a popular band decides, hey, let’s perform for them bc they’re fighting for us! maybe after freeing ryloth that would probably be seen as heroic

so then there’s a series of concerts over the course of a month or something where different battalions get to see them while they’re on leave, but, you know, you’ve got to have security at a concert and crowd control. enter the coruscant guard. some of them are happy about it bc they get to be entertained, and some are pissed that they’re being distracted from real work. like fox, for example

and you’re the lead singer, right, and you get to know fox over time, and you find he’s stressed out and irritable but you always catch him staring at you and looking away and you wanna do something about it but you don’t know what

and then at one of the concerts you’re performing a suggestive song and you decide instead of performing your dance on stage, you’re gonna do it right on fox in front of everyone but he doesn’t really seem to reciprocate, just stands there stiff as a board and you’re a little disappointed but whatever on with the show

until you’re in your dressing room later, just wearing your robe, and there’s a knock at the door, and there’s fox, looking furious. you start to apologize but he cuts you off by kissing you, hard, picking you up by the hips and carrying you to your couch.

“you wanna be a tease?” he growls, hands roaming your body, “i’ll show you a fucking tease.” and oh boy does he ever

[silenceofthecookies]

Hii!!!!! I was just wondering if you could possibly do a magi fluff scenario where Koumei has a s/o where they bake a lot and it’s just very happy and doting on him a lot by making his favorite sweets and foods!!! Thank you sososososo much and have a great day!!!

Hi!! This was such a sweet request, I love domestic fluff 😍 It’s also a perfect request for Koumei, since according to the wiki his type would be a housewife. While I was looking up things on the wiki, I also read Koumei sees his bad skin as his weakness, and I love the idea of Koumei complaining so this s/o about his skin, but doing nothing to change his habits. 

Since you didn’t specify a gender for the s/o, I kept it gender neutral ❤

Word count: 1069

Warnings: none

Taking your cookies out of the oven, you put them on the cooling rack. They looked and smelled delicious, and you couldn’t wait to decorate them and give them to your husband. They first had to cool down though, and they would be for his evening snack. Dinner came first, and tonight you made his favourite.

Over your years of marriage, you had gotten pretty good at smoking squid. Koumei was terrible at taking care of himself once he got caught up in his work, which was 90% of the time. It was at times like this that you felt it was your duty to make sure he ate something, that he got some sleep and that he looked at least a little presentable. You learned pretty early into your relationship that smoked squid was his favourite, so it was the perfect thing to make him eat something when he was too caught up in work.

Looking over the plate once more you nodded, happy with your plating. You picked up the plate and put it on a platter with a bottle of water and a glass. If he was in the zone like usual, he’d also forget to drink, which doesn’t help with his bad skin. That, and his lack of sleep. He kept complaining about it, but would never change his habits when you pointed the source out. It didn’t bother you too much though, you loved him despite his bad skin.

Knocking softly on his door, you waited a few seconds before you heard the muffled voice on your husband, telling you to come in. You opened the door and walked in, closing the door behind you. Koumei looked up, his expression changed from looking slightly irritated, probably because someone dared disturb him, to a small smile.

“Good evening, love.” “Good evening, Koumei. I figured you didn’t have dinner yet, so I thought I’d bring you some.” “Smoked squid? You spoil me, Y/N. Thank you.” “No problem, dear. Eat it when it’s hot! I’ll come back with a snack later.” “I am so lucky to have you.” “You sure are, otherwise your skin would be even worse, being fatigued, dehydrated and malnourished.” You grinned as you watched him start to rub the back of his head, something he often did when he was embarrassed or frustrated. “Yes yes, you’re right sweetheart. I take terrible care of myself.” “At least you know it. I’ll help you with that though.”

You gave Koumei a kiss on his cheek, which returned the smile to his face. Leaving him to enjoy his food before it got cold, you got back to the kitchen to finish up your cookies. You loved decorating them in all kinds of ways, and Koumei loved seeing your creative creations. He mostly loved eating them though. The first time you brought up your baking talent to him, Koumei wasn’t too excited about it, not being too big on sweets, nor feeling the craving to eat them often. That quickly changed when you gave him the first taste of your skills though, and now he was looking forward to them. On the rare occasion that he wasn’t completely immersed in his work, he’d love to sit in the kitchen with you, watching you work, having a taste of the raw batter, enjoying the smell of the cookies as they just left the oven. Sadly though, you had married a workaholic.

Putting the cookies in a little basket to bring them to him, you also pocketed a hairbrush. You had noticed earlier his hair was a mess and you knew he wouldn’t be taking care of it any time soon. He’d just join you in your bed that night, simply taking out his updo, which would only make the knots that were already in his hair bigger. That would in turn make his hair more of a mess to take care of tomorrow. So, better take care of it right now. Koumei could use a little break as well.

Knocking on the door to his study once more, slightly happier ‘come in’ followed. He knew it was you this time, and he knew you were bringing a snack. Opening the door again, you saw your husband smiling at you as you came in, eyes already focussed on the basket you were holding. As you came closer he reached to take the basket from you, but you pulled the basket just out of his reach. Your husbands pouting face made you giggle a little. Reaching in the basket, you pulled out a cookie and held it in front of his face.

“Open up~”

Koumei laughed at your action, and opened his mouth. You put the cookie in his mouth, waiting a little to gauge his reaction.

“It’s amazing, love.” “That’s good.” You now put the basket down in front of him. “You eat some more, I’m going to comb your hair, it’s a mess.” “Alright, thank you.”

Taking the hairbrush, you stood behind him and started gently brushing through his hair. Koumei relaxed and enjoyed the moment, feeling lucky to have you. Amazing cookies and getting his hair brushed? He loved it. Unbeknownst to you, Koumei often didn’t brush his hair, hoping you would do it for him. He enjoyed the feeling of the brush and your fingers going through his hair, and he loved the quality time it gave the two of you. He would never tell you that though, you’d have yet another thing to scold him for. He knew he really should take better care of himself, but stopping mid-work, or doing something else when work is on your mind just… didn’t work. But whenever that other thing included you, that was a different thing. Just like now.

“Koumei?” “Yes?” “Do you think you can get away from work soon?” “For you? I’ll try to finish up soon. Did you have anything in mind?” “I just wanted to go to bed together again, lately I’ve been falling asleep before you even came into the room. We can read a book or we can talk some before we actually go to bed… maybe cuddle?” “How can I refuse my love cuddles? I’ll join you soon.”

You kissed him with a big smile and walked out of the room, almost skipping towards your bedroom. Koumei watched you leave with a smile, already looking forward to getting to bed.

[queen--kenobi]

Heyyy!! I absolutely love You Make Me Feel (Home Again, Whole Again) can I please be added to the tag list? Thank you sm!

Absolutely! I’ll put you on it!

[lord-explosion-baku]

Hiiiiiii!!!!!!!!!!!¡!!!!!¡¡ I really love your blog so so so so so so much !!!!!!! Your such an amazing writer and I’m so proud of you!!!!! I know that you wrote that fic about Dabi your all mine a long time ago but I was wondering if you were thinking of writing a second part bc I loved it sososo much. Thank you for taking your time to read this and have a nice day!!!!

Omg no don’t worry I wrote it like four days ago!! I actually have a part 2 that got a little dark and I little more yandere and I didn’t think it was that good?? I really like writing yandere but I know it makes a lot of people uncomfortable so I decided against it?? If you want me to I can totally post it (i’d probably edit it a little bit before posting it because I wrote the fic before I had anyone paying attention to my blog and that has sort of changed within the past few days😅😅) I really appreciate this message, thank you for being so kind!! If I toughen up and post it I’ll definitely tag you in it!!

[fablesofkitkat]

Soooooo heyyyyy My ass is back here with the request 😛 But first and foremost I gottaaa say that damnn you are good. And I cannot Express how things are going without the plot. And Gosh you are quick to response. Take care of yourself! And I am manifesting for your internship along with my manifestation for my College♡ Soo I was thinking may be Ran is waiting at the other end of the lift? Or Rin's POV extended? Or may be a flashback? Anything and everything you can give us.. we will take it happilyyyy♡♡

pov: being the Haitani brothers' precious princess

FIRST PART HERE

warning: ⚠️ nsfw ⚠️ but fluff (MINORS DO NOT INTERACT! 18+ ONLY)

Perma tag for Haitani stuff: @trashmemebitch @passionateuchiha

thanks for the reblog: @i-loveanime1 @cyaniderainfall @sehuniverse-94 @himechwan @yoonbeans @haitink @bontensbabygirl @make-me-a-sanoyeager

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Ran was sweet. Sickeningly sweet. The kind that would slowly kill you. When he says he missed you, harsh fingers dug into your skin. When he says he never forgot you, he pins your wrists above your head. When he says you're the best fuck he and his brother ever had, his teeth sinks and you feel numb at the pleasure that shoots after pain.

You arch your back. Your skin howled in ecstasy. How is it that they still remember where it feels good for you? Ran is sweet in words but harsh in his actions. Rindou is mean; he will not grace you with sweet-nothings but instead, he rolls his hips with a pace so languid, so slow but so deep it makes you cry. A gentle torture. Still a torture nonetheless.

And when Ran feels like you're getting lost in his little brother's eyes, he'd squeeze your throat, your sopping cunt would clench that it makes Rindou groan by your ear, lips brushing the shell of it, you hear him suck in a determined breath as he quickened his thrusts and came together with you. Your insides still spasming, the older brother takes over and shoves his long shaft, you feel plugged. The kind that even your ears feel plugged like there's an air pressure and you have to swallow audibly to make it go away.

"You missed us, didn't you?" Rindou asked, recovering from his climax. The younger brother reaches out for your hand, clasping it with his left as he closed his eyes, listening to you and his older brother fucking.

You moaned when Ran pressed a palm on your pelvis, feeling up the bulge. The he lifts his palm save for his thumb, dragging it down, down, down.

"You're not allowed to leave us princess." Rindou brings your hand to his lips.

Ran's thumb pressed your puffy clit, it makes you jolt and curl your toes.

"You ever think how it was for us? How many we killed trying to find you? Pissed us off when days turned to weeks then months?" Rindou catches the skin at the back of your hand with his teeth and tugged. "Selfish bitch."

Ran groaned as your pussy tightened around his cock even more. "Fuck."

You gasped when you felt Ran's sharp thrust. "W-we were teenagers." Your hips rolled to meet Ran's thrusts.

"We've always known you were ours. The first time we met. Every inch of you." Rindou hears that tell-tale breath you do when you're close and it makes him hard again. "You gonna cum for Ran-nii, princess?"

"Yes." You moaned loudly. "s'good, it's so good Ran."

Ran piston his thrusts as your body thrashed. You screamed yourself hoarse while he continued to pump in and out of your fluttering walls. He stops for a moment, and gives your throbbing clit a rest.

"You're so good to me, princess." His pace becomes sloppy as his cock twitched inside you. "Gonna cum."

You feel him paint your insides white, his grip tightened as you feel his load mixed with Rindou's and yours. He rides his orgasm with leisure thrusts and collapsed on top of you.

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You wake up with Rindou trying to sit you up with him behind you. Still in a morning daze, you let him prop you up to lean on him as he snaked an arm around your tummy.

He slid off your robe and tenderly dabs a warm towel all over your back. You remember this. Rindou was callous, unapologetic like his brother, but alot more quick-tempered than Ran. Vindictive even. Definitely not a smooth talker, tends to say things he doesn't mean when it comes to you. You've yet to make an honest man out of him, now in more ways than one. Your body twitches whenever the towel slid across the bruises and the sensitive spots.

"Rin?"

"Hm?"

"Sorry I left without saying goodbye."

"I don't really care." Translation: you're here now.

You let out a relieved sigh. The aftercare or Rindou's easy acceptance, you couldn't quite place which. A block in your airway inhabits your throat, 'cause they were so so good to you. Isn't that why it lasted long? Your relationship, for the lack of better word, with them. Rindou would take care of your body after sex, and it alleviates the crippling anxieties, the derogatory thoughts that sometimes sex makes you feel. Sex feels good sure, but sometimes it tends to make you feel used.

Funny, you thought, because in the act of it, you don't think about that. It's always after the high, in the early hours of the morning where silence makes home in bed, thoughts like this plague you. And it's not as if you didn't know what you signed up for, being fuck buddies is fun especially when the needs of the parties involved are satiated. And yet, it somehow makes you feel shitty.

Soft lips descended on the nape of your neck. It halts your thoughts, stealing your breath away. Your body flushed at the simple gesture, more than any lewd acts could have. Sex you've grown immune to but affection? Affection brings you to your knees. Your downfall. Your cheeks burned.

Rindou peppered kisses on your neck and shoulders, wanting to soothe Ran's choke mark on your neck. He inhales deeply, just breathing your scent. Wisteria and musk and... He laughs out loud.

"Baby cologne? Still?"

You rolled your eyes although he couldn't see with him behind you. "Perfume still makes me dizzy."

"Fucking baby." His tone light and teasing.

Your lips couldn't help but quirk into a smile. "Where's Ran?"

"Work."

Whatever work means, it wasn't your business to know. You feel the mattress move as Rindou leaves the bed, making his way to the bathroom. There's a sound of water running and he comes back, holding a handful of bath bombs. "Oi, which of these you want?"

"Rin. Thank you."

He rolled his eyes. "Not what I was asking, idiot."

You shrugged. "Whichever." You bring your legs to the edge of the bed, feet planting on the floor; you stand up and feel a trickle down your thighs. "... it's leaking."

Rindou follows your eyesight and sees cum spilling down from your cunt. Blame it on the early morning or maybe his brain being fucked into an IQ of 2 when he replies with, "... wanna top up?"

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Rindou helps you guide your arms into the sleeves of your kimono. You watch his wisteria eyes, memorizing your skin. "I can't be with you and Ran." You blurt out, better to say it outright than lead them to false expectations.

He froze, long lashes fluttered and stared right into your eyes. "Your father should've thought about that before sending you to Bonten."

"We've had our fun–"

"Fun?" His voice was unusually quiet, but the hint of umbrage doesn't escape you. He abruptly takes off the kimono, flinging it to the floor. He scans the room, and goes to a corner where your kimono from last night was. "I see." He takes angry strides to you and dressed you in your hōmongi. "I don't care if you're engaged to some bastard, a son of a wealthy family–"

"I'm not engaged." You shook your head at the misunderstanding.

He goes on, gripping your hips and then he proceeds to tie the obi. "–you're gonna return to your father, with my and Ran-nii's cum leaking down your thighs, wearing your cum-stained kimono from last night. Tell your father if he wants Bonten's friendship then he has to let you leave the household."

Freedom. Your eyes wide at the prospect and Rindou dips his head to kiss you softly.

"Pack whatever you like, and come to the office. I'll be doing boring paperwork." His eyes softened at your expression. "It wouldn't be so boring with you around."

A memory of you getting off his thighs as he does homework back in high school flashes.

You grinned. "Let's make a bet, Rin. You won't get anything done with me around."

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AN:

I didn't feel the smut in this 🤷‍♀️. I was craving the fluff. No updates the rest of November. Wish me luck on getting an awesome internship. If I get the internship, I'll advertise my requests as open for the whole month of December. I swear.

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[crazylilmonster]

Infatuation Masterlist

Infatuation

-an intense but short-lived passion or admiration for someone or something.-

“I call it infatuation. It will pass and she will be just another blurry face in the crowd.”

- Wakasa Imaushi

Note: This is based on my one shot in ‘what if they were vampires?’ series. You can thank @cyaniderainfall for giving me a final push towards making this story longer.

Pairing: Vampire Wakasa Imaushi x (semi) shy female reader

Description: Humans know about vampires and about their bite which brings them an out of this world pleasure. You were just a college student in a desperate need of money so you just followed your friends’ advice to give your blood in exchange for a fair sum of money. And just like that you met him. A vampire infatuated by your blood and body.

Disclamer: This story contains vampires so there will be mentions of blood and blood sucking as well as mature themes which are not recommended for minors. If you can’t handle it or you are a minor please don’t read it and if you do it anyways please do not repeat any of the acts mentioned in the story and practice safe sex and keep your body healthy by not drinking alcohol, doing drugs or smoking because it is still growing.

Masterlist

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5

[djarrex]

Little teaser from the next chapter of Countermeasures below the cut!

Tagging those who are normally tagged in the series <3

@bvcketfvcker @deewithani @threevie @chromia7567 @cyaniderainfall @iwannaclonetrooper

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Link to the latest chapter here ( x )

Chapter 5: Implanted

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A grunt from behind you snapped you out of your line of self-questioning, making you quickly whip around. Thank the Maker. Fives slowly sat up, rubbing at his head with his fingers, grazing the unique style Kaminoan bacta patch you had applied after completing the procedure. “Is it done?” You quickly paced over to him, pressing your palm against his chest to keep him seated.

“Hey, hey. Take it easy. Yes, it’s done.”

“Was- was it there?”

“It was. You were right.” You walked back over to the counter and grabbed both the chips, holding the healthy-looking one out in front of you as you went back over to him.

“Well?”

“They’re identical in structure,” you held out the chip from Tup, “However, it looks like the one I took out of Tup malfunctioned... or something along those lines. Yours, well, looks to be completely intact. See?” You set both encasings on the cot next to Fives, allowing him to study them up close. Fives stared down at them for a minute, looking back up at you with furrowed brows and concerned eyes.

“Are you sure Tup’s breakdown was... isolated?”

You stepped between his dangling legs and placed both your hands on his shoulders, biting the inside of your cheek. “I have no way of knowing for sure. Dr. Nala Se had mentioned a couple times that it was indeed an isolated incident, but I don’t exactly trust anything she says now that we’ve seen what we’ve seen. I can say that I never saw anything similar to Tup’s breakdown in the other clones’ files, though.” Fives sighed and nodded, mumbling something you couldn’t quite make out. He lifted a hand, allowing his thumb to graze your bottom lip; your breathing hitched as you shut your eyes.

“So we don’t know what will happen to me now that my chip is gone, right?” Fives’ voice was nearly a whisper - a deep and husky whisper.

Your eyes slowly opened and you bit your cheek again. “Right.” Fives kept running his thumb against your lip, slowly moving it back and forth along the plump tissue, sending you into euphoria. 

“What if... I snap, too? Like Tup did?” He didn’t sound concerned when asking these questions, but instead sounded like he wanted to hear what you had to say, whether or not Fives already knew - or cared about - the answers.

“You won’t.”

“How do you kn-”

“I just do.”

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eeeek I’m almost done with it

[jangofctts]

A thought- you being very inexperienced with sex and blanch being all “ok I’m gunna be gentle” but like you want him to rock your shit y’a know? So while y’all are fucken he’s going all slow and you whisper into his ear “commander I thought you were going to FUCK me” and him snapping then going real hard and being condescending like “no more quick remarks?” And “aww is your pussy too full to think?” Or “now that your all cockdumb you being my good fucking girl huh?” I’m literally in love 🥰

wOOF BARK BARK I AM LOOKING DISRESPECTFULLY SHSKSNN FUCK ME UP MR COMMANDER BLANCHE

[zaptrapp]

Which clones do u think would help me write my argumentative English essay and who would kinda just give emotional support? 🥸

Hey sorry I lost this question in the sea! :((

The clones who would absolutely help you with any kind of homework would be Rex (he’s good at fetching info and just scrolling through the internet or books), Kix (I have this headcanon that he’s like one of the smartest), Tech for obvious reasons (he would give you advice and tips with his best arguments), and I’m 99% positive on Cody... he likes to help others even if he may not know much about the subject per see. Oh and Dogma too, he would gladly revision your works afterwards to check if everything is in place.

Emotional support? Practically all the other clones. Hardcase would cheer you a lot, Fives and Jesse cannot wait for you to finish your assignments so you can go hang out with them so they kinda stick around and peek at your sheets of paper, Tup would bring you food and water so you can stay hydrated while working.

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Heyyy can I please have a fluff scenario with a d’email reader x Spartos where the reader is very good at singing and she sings at every festival? Thank you so much !!!!!

Hi cyaniderainfall! Sorry you had to wait so long, but here it is! Honestly, Spartos is such a sweety. I love the idea of him falling in love with a singer. I hope you enjoy it! 

You had noticed him at every festival you performed at in Sindria. Even at some festivals in other countries. As a famous singer you saw a lot of faces, but he caught your eye every time. It started when you noticed his unusual hair colour, and his armour. Always looking nervous just before you came on stage. Always happy to see you come on. Always relaxing when listening to you sing. But never looking you in the eye. It confused you in the beginning, didn’t most fans want to look their favourite singers in the eye? It all made sense once you found out who he was though.

He was Spartos, one of the eight generals of Sindria.

You were surprised you managed to catch his interest at all. Even though you were no Sindrian yourself, you performed there often enough to know some things about the people and the country. And you know everyone loved the generals. They were strong, most of them were good looking as well, and most important of all: they were kind, and they protected everyone. Knowing that, you knew Spartos could have his pick from many men and women, and yet you were the one who caught his interest.

As you saw him more often at your performances, you began to enjoy watching him while you sang. He always seemed to relaxed and at peace when he listened to you. You’d almost forget he was a general. After watching his reactions closely for a few performances, you found out which were his favourite songs and you always sneaked them into your performances when you noticed he was there. Whenever there was a fitting lyric, you sang it while looking directly at him. You made your flirtations plenty clear to him, and he didn’t leave you hanging. It didn’t take long for presents to be delivered to you the moment you left the stage. Never something big or expensive that made you uncomfortable to accept it. A box of chocolates, a bouquet of flowers, a small bracelet, a scarf,… All from your ‘secret’ admirer.

Your little game of subtly flirting with each other from a distance continued for a good while, until one day Spartos had other plans. After a performance, you felt a light tap on your shoulder. Turning around, you finally stood face to face with him. He was still not looking you in the eye, something you now knew was because of his religion.

“I… I just wanted to give you my compliments on your performance. You have the voice of an angel.” His words and his red cheeks made you smile, and blush a little yourself. “Thank you! I really appreciate your kind words! I’ve seen you more often at my performances, haven’t I?” you asked innocently. “Ah… yes, you have. I hope you don’t think it’s weird or creepy.” “No, not at all! If anything, it warms my heart to have such a devoted fan. And you’ve done nothing to make me uncomfortable, quite the contrary, if I can be honest.” “I’m glad… In that case, I… euhm… I was wondering if you’d like to go on a date with me?” Spartos mumbled, looking at his feet. “I would love to.”

Lifting his head from his feet, yet still not looking you in the eye, he smiled at you and suggested a time and place. He knew just the place, a little restaurant not too far from the palace. Apparently the food was divine, though even if he had taken you to a fast food restaurant, you still would’ve agreed.

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That’s how you and Spartos met. Your first date was a big success, and so were the other dates that followed after it. Usually, the two of you would meet up whenever you were in the same place, either you performing in Sindria, or him coming to a festival to see you. In between, the two of you sent each other letters. This continued for about a year, until neither of you could take the distance anymore. Spartos mentioned a house being vacant near the palace, and not long after you loved to Sindria. The proximity made you grow even closer, and Spartos finally got over his nerves around you. He still avoided your eyes at all times though. It made you a bit sad, but you respected his religion and didn’t push him about it.

Today, a year after moving to Sindria, you had another performance. It was the anniversary of the founding day of Sindria, and king Sinbad had organised a big feast to celebrate it. Spartos was there too, of course. This time he was no longer a face in the crowd, but he was the one sending you up on stage and waiting for you as you came off the stage. Giving him a kiss, you smiled at him, knowing he usually focussed on your lips to judge your facial expression since he couldn’t look you in the eyes, and headed up on stage. Since the festival was so big, and for such a special occasion, you went all out with your costume and your setlist, making his a show for everyone to remember.

After finishing up your performance you walked off the stage. Next to the stairs stood your boyfriend, waiting for you with open arms. You ran straight into them and relaxed as his strong arms closed around you, holding you tight. Letting out a sigh of contentment, you laid your head down on his shoulder.

“Y/N?” “Yes?” you answered, not lifting your head off his shoulder. “I’ve got something for you.” “Really? Is my ‘secret admirer’ back?” you giggled. Spartos chuckled before answering. “Nothing secret about this gift. If anything, it’s something a lot of people will know about. That is, if all goes well…”

Slipping out of his arms, you took a step back to judge his face, confused at his words. Your eyes widened as he pulled a little square box out of his pocket. No way. He wouldn’t right? As he opened the box, you saw a beautiful ring which sparkled in the light of the torches around the two of you.

“Y/N, will you do me the great honour of becoming my wife?” Spartos asked, smiling.

You stood frozen in pure shock, staring at your boyfriend of now almost two years. Wasn’t this a bit too soon? Then again, it had already been two years. Did his religion even allow dating? Had he been going against his principles? But what if you’d think differently in a year? What if he thought differently in a year? As you stood there in silence for a few seconds, Spartos’s smile began to fall. Seeing that happen made it feel like you had a brick in your stomach, and that feeling alone was the final push you needed to give the answer you knew you wanted to give from the start.

“Yes, Spartos, I will.”

Spartos blinked after he heard your words and finally, for the first time ever, looked you in the eyes. It made butterflies appear in your stomach. Spartos smiled brighter than you had ever seen him do and slipped the ring on your finger, still not breaking eye contact with you. Once the ring was on he leaned in, gave you a kiss and then pulled back just enough to rest his forehead against yours, and to look you in the eye again.

“The voice of an angel, and the eyes of one, too.”

[lord-explosion-baku]

You’re All Mine part 3

Pairings: Dabi x fem!reader

An opportunity arises.

Warnings: non con, violence, swearing, yandere

A/N: I didn’t really think I was gonna continue this but then an idea popped into my head. But this isn’t the idea. The idea comes in part 4. And I’m about to go out so I can’t write it yet. So here’s this. I’m not all that accurate to the real story but she tried.

Part 2

Dabi had finished tying a complex knot disallowing you to move your wrists. Your legs and torso had already been bound to a wooden chair. You’ve been taught to be compliant in the weeks you’ve been his prisoner so getting you to submit so easily to something like this was not a hard task.

Still, your body vibrated with excitement. You couldn’t believe Bakugou had been caught by the league but you knew this could be your chance, your only chance at escaping. You were no match against everyone at once. Hell, you hardly held up against fighting Dabi one on one. But Bakugou was different. Bakugou has grit. Bakugou didn’t lose.

You figured that at some point, Bakugou would have some outburst that would distract the room and you would use your quirk to conjure fire, allowing you to singe the rope to free your body, and you could rush the league, with Bakugou by your side.

Dabi caressed your cheek, fingers lingering under your jaw, and he tilt your head up so you were looking at him. “You know I fucking love seeing you like this.” He knelt down and used his mouth to open yours, allowing his tongue to slither in and taste yours. Dabi fumbled with something in his hands and you heard the sound of duct tape.

“No,” you said out loud as Dabi used his teeth to rip a peace of tape off the roll.

“I’m sorry, babydoll,” he whispered, his breath tickling your ear. He plastered the tape over your mouth, using his thumb to smooth it out. “We just can’t take any chances tonight.” He strikes some of your hair behind your ear and gave you a kiss on the temple.

So much for my quirk, you thought to yourself. Still you couldn’t give up hope. Tonight had to be the night you could escape.

You were sat at the back of the bar and a few members of the league crowded in front of you. Dabi pushed through the crowd allowing you to see your old friend.

He was restrained to a chair by leather straps and had some sort of metal clasp around his hands so he would be unable to use his quirk. You felt almost jealous of him then. He was so strong to need such a complicated restraint when all you needed was some duct tape and rope and even that was just to satisfy Dabi’s visual pleasure.

Bakugou’s eyes were focused on Shigaraki as you heard Compress speak to him about how the league wasn’t just made up of villainous brutes, how they actually had a purpose.

You rolled your eyes. You’ve heard it many times before.

They wanted to turn you to their side and they would’ve allowed you to go out with them if Dabi hadn’t been so protective of you. He claims to love you and trust you but he didn’t believe you wouldn’t try to escape if you were given the chance. He was too smart.

Bakugou’s eyes found yours and it nearly gave you a heart attack. You craved having someone know where you were for the longest time, however you knew if Bakugou gave you any hint of attention, either you or him would be punished for it.

You slowly shook your head trying to tell him to look away but as his eyes widened and his mouth slowly formed your name, you knew it was too late.

Dabi was on him in a second. “Like what you see?” Bakugou looked up to see Dabi towering over him. Dabi raised his right hand and slapped Bakugou across the face. “Keep your eyes off of my princess.” He hissed as Bakugou growled and struggled against his restraints.

“You idiot,” Shigaraki started taking a step towards Dabi, hands outstretched. “Now I know you have absolutely zero manners but Bakugou is our guest and a very important one at that. We want him to feel welcome and we can’t have you ruining that because of your own personal jealousies.”

That made Dabi scoff but he took a step away. You can see a red hand print on Bakugou’s cheek. He doesn’t look back at you.

Good, you think. He knows you’re here. He know that you’re alive. That’s all that matters.

Things return to mindless villainous chatter and you allow yourself to zone out. You think about your family. You think about school and what you’ve missed. You think about your friends and how much they must’ve grown. You were probably so far behind. For so long you thought this was your reality. This was the rest of your life. Tucked away in some stupid hideout with Dabi. You mentally kick yourself for allowing yourself to give in to his, what was it, charm? Were you seduced by him or was it a survival instinct when you allowed for him to do those things he did to you?

You were lost in thought when you heard Shigaraki command Dabi to free Bakugou of his restraints.

“You know he’s just going to fight.”

“It’s fine. We need to treat him as an equal, since we’re scouting him. Besides, he can tell whether he can win or not, isn’t that right, UA student.”

Dabi crossed his arms and began tapping his feet, a nervous habit of his. “Twice, you do it.”

As Twice undid some of his restraints, you heard footsteps behind you. Turning your head, you saw Toga smiling down at you, showing all her teeth. She saw the two of you as friends. You turned your head back to Bakugou.

He had punched Twice and blasted him into the wall. The explosion he created knocked the hand from Shigaraki’s face away.

At the same time, Toga’s fingers traced the duct tape that was covering your mouth. When someone yelled, “Shigaraki!” She ripped the tape away from your mouth quickly covering your pained Yelp with her other hand.

“Oopsies,” is all she says while dropping the tape to the floor. She moves away from you to watch the scene.

You can’t see him but you can hear Bakugou make sarcastic remarks, insulting the villain’s motives. He makes a claim to want to fight like All Might and you nearly tear up. You didn’t know he looked up to him too.

The villain’s start inching towards him when there’s a knock at the door.

“Hello, this is Pizza-La, Camino store.”

The bar goes silent. Spinner makes a move for the door.

Suddenly a hole is busted open in the east wall of the bar and you hear “Smash!!!” And All Might appears.

Ignoring the chills you get, the thought of punishment, Dabi’s future wrath, You take this as your cue to rid yourself of your bindings. “Ignis,” you call your fire, splitting and fraying the ropes that kept you to the chair.

Your hands are free and you see the pro hero, Kamui Woods bounce in restraining the others with his quirk, arbor.

Dabi, restrained, has his eyes on you. Licks of blue fire cover his body. He plans on setting Woods on fire!

A yellow flash dances through the air and suddenly Dabi is knocked out! You make your way to the hole in the wall and cast a look back at Bakugou.

“Run, you idiot!!” He screams at you. That’s all you need to know that the situation is taken care of.

You jump out of the hall and call out “ventus!” Allowing the wind the float you down to safety.

~

If this seemed rushed it’s because it totally was

Part 4

Tags: @meganofmars @redhead7675 @cyaniderainfall

[fablesofkitkat]

Heyy! It's your greedy reader again. I request you to please continue the 2nd part of Haitani brother fic please 😀

short pov: the Haitani brothers a little obsessed with you.

PART 1 HERE

warning: ⚠️ nsfw ⚠️ MINORS DNI 18+ ONLY

note: CHARACTERS ARE AGED UP TO 18.

Touch me, yeah. I want you to touch me there. Make me feel like I am breathing, make me feel like I am human.

-The Neighborhood

tags: @i-loveanime1 @trashmemebitch @foreverilla @cyaniderainfall

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Ran looked at you and Rindou with a blank expression. Gone was the laid back, easy going smile. He watches his little brother drape a jacket on your shoulders. Somehow... it irritated the fuck outta him. No, he wasn't mad at Rindou– just that... why didn't he think of that first?

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He watches you beaming a grateful smile, awkwardly thanking Rindou; so Ran reached out for your hand, enveloping it with his, in one smooth motion. And if Rindou thought it unusual, Ran couldn't say anything about it. It'll go away. This complicated, twisting feeling is temporary.

Only it didn't. Ran nursed it carefully. It flared whenever he sees Rindou's marks on you. When you kiss his little brother, his hand is already on the scalp of your head, pulling your mouth away. He didn't know what it was. He liked his little brother the best. When you aren't around, he resumes the big brother role while with you around, Ran couldn't help but act like a brat. Traitorous thoughts snaked its way, 'Mine' when it should've been 'Ours.'

So here you are, bent over, Rindou taking you from behind while you desperately tried to hold Ran's waist, trying to touch him.

"Ran." You look up to see how cold his eyes, calculating even. The expression faded and he smiles at you in saccharine. He purred at how lewd your face had become, stroking your cheek, he squished them together making you puck up your lips.

"I think I'll wait for Rindou's sloppy seconds, princess. I want my sperm to race his, wonder who'll knock you up first~"

Your insides clenched at his words. Rindou groans at the sudden tightness, raising a hand to slap your ass. You whimpered.

"Ran-nii, she tightened. Fuck. She wants it."

The older brother rubs his thumb on your lips and wantonly, you open your mouth, catching it between teeth softly, nipping it like a puppy would. You focus on sucking his thumb, swirling your tongue around it while disregard the pooling drool that will spill over your lips. He chuckled, "Treating my thumb like my dick. Slut. You were made for us, princess."

Your eyebrows furrowed when Rindou's fingers rubbed furiously at your clit. Rindou mesmerized at the thick veins of his length sliding into you. Each time he pulls, your bits inside sucked him in, resisting his motion. Kami, he loves your needy cunt. He roams his hands all over your body. Rindou's gentleness with you is mostly subconscious. He didn't even realize it. He liked fucking you until you saw stars one moment, then the next, he'll be attentive to you, a hand to ease the ache. When he hears you chant his name, and his dick felt like melting, he felt high. A little more thrusts and you cream all over him. A few more languid thrust, Rindou paints your inside. Your legs trembled and his arms are ready to hold you. He placed on you on the bed and your eyes are screwed shut.

Rindou rubs a comforting palm on your inner thighs, his calloused hands from fighting trailed up to your pussy, a light touch. "Ah, you're leaking." He scoops yours and his cream mixed together, and plugs it back in your pussy. You open your eyes, dazed and confused; he looks back at you seriously, "Can't waste it."

You sit up, remembering the older brother. "Ran, come here." He moved to you in a blink, must be a fighter's reflexes. A hand on the back of your head and he is kissing you hard. Ran says your name hoarsely. His cock aching, demanding your touch. "I want you on top, princess."

Ran lies down, reaching up your cunt, shoving three fingers at once. Your whole body jolted, still feeling the throbs of your orgasm. He scrapes as much juice out of you and then he brings his coated fingers to his length, mixing his pre-cum as lubrication. You hold his length in one hand, guiding it, easing it inside you. His cock is long and slightly curved, it feels different than Rindou's which has a wider girth but not as long. Ran locks his hands together behind his head, watching your back in a reverse cowgirl position. He finds your back sexy, and shapely, and perfect. This position finally allowed you to kiss Rindou uninterrupted. You try dominate his mouth Rindou fends you off while you settle a rhythm on Ran's dick. Or so you thought.

Ran thrusts up hard making you gasp, it made him laugh out loud because it interrupted the kiss between you and Rindou.

"Ran– you're too deep." You sobbed.

Ran grabs your thighs and thrusts harder, holding you down, preventing you from moving. "This is deep, princess."

Your pathetic cry is swallowed by Rindou, he reaches out for your hands, intertwining with him for you to squeeze whenever you feel like Ran's too intense.

Ran's hands are bouncing you and down on his cock while Rindou is leaving kisses on your neck, his other hand giving your puffy, swollen clit some attention. You feel your insides build up until you cry out, whining and sobbing. A few more thrusts and he spills himself in you, the volume a lot more than Rindou's that you felt it immediately slide down your thighs. You hear Ran praising you. "Good girl."

You go limp in Rindou's arms.

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AN:

Yo I'm scared. Ran's gradual possessiveness vs Rindou's subconscious gentleness. As you know, I am an advocate of fluff and I'm scared that if I keep writing this, I'd be biased.

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