#eoom

[pennycoalguyreal]

I hate being warm my hands are Wet. don't do that. why are you soggy. stop it.

[carl1ghts]

Listening to my live from msg record to remember that life is in fact worth living 🙏

[jellyfish-grave]

Me when. When my old broken af computer fixes itself????? HELLO???

[weaseltotheface]

Migraines r so fuckin bullshit dude

Everyone and their mom has a bed headache and calls it a mograine but a migraine js nit just a bad headache

Ans all headaches are bad so it's not like I'm like suck it up bitch

But like u gotta experience a migraine to understand why it's different lmao

[okcoolthanks]

HELLOOOOOO

[iwantostayalivenow]

Crying again about not having a degree or being married

[connormoving]

we need to finish aa

[sockiesock]

i literally dont know wtf to do for arms at the gym but if i do any more leg shit i’m gonna die

[1yr4sp10d3]

hellohello girl your mark post was just UGH😫😫 yes had me thinking about it for DAYYSSSS then my acc got randomly deleted thats neither here nor there!!

your honor, if i may be freaky on record and request some mark smut where the reader is busy, homework/work work or like hero work wtvr and mark is just so in love and so needy and SUCH a nuisance and maybe reader’s a lil mean so she gives him her free hand and says go wild

i just know mans would not hesitate popping fingers in his mouth until they’re pruney *the jury gasps*

a/n: sorry this took so long i’ve just been busy with gymnastics practice and homework and stuff with school, and im on spring break now so im free but i have to clean my eoom so my friend can come over on thursday so we can go to the beach and have a sleepover 😟 so im putting off cleaning by writing a bunch of asks in my inbox 😭

You were sat on your bed, back propped on the headboard, working on some homework you needed to finish up on. Mark was laying on his tummy towards the foot of the bed, on his phone, sighing loudly every once in a while when you weren’t paying attention to him.

After a bit, you turn to look at him with an unimpressed look on your face. “What do you want?” You ask, annoyed by his silent complaining. He just shrugs slightly, having the nerve to play dumb.

“I dunno.” He says, staring at you with those wide puppy eyes, like you’d hung the moon and the stars just for him. Your face scrunches up.

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

“Like what?”

You side eye him.

“Like you’re about to cum in your pants from me just looking at you.” You say, shaking your head in mock disappointment. His face flushes and he splutters indignantly.

“Am not!” You just roll your eyes. “Yeah, okay. Get over here.” You say, snapping your fingers and to the spot next to you, on the side that you weren’t using to write. He automatically put his phone down, crawling across the bed to you.

He settles next to you, curling into your side and resting his head on your shoulder, peering up at you. Big brown puppy eyes staring up at you pleadingly, and you coo, placing a hand in his lap.

“Oh, you poor thing.” You murmur mockingly as you feel the tent in his sweatpants. How long had he been sitting here, suffering silently? Probably a while, if the damp patch in his sweats was anything to go by.

“There you go, baby. Is this what you needed?” You ask, smiling as he nods his head and presses his face into your shoulder.

You gently help him push down his sweats, humming as his cock springs free, hand and leaking, the tip flushed an angry red.

You wrap your hand around him, listening to him let out a small little noise. You thumb at his tip for a moment, pushing around the slick precum that had built up before loosely wrapping your hand around him, smiling gently at him.

“There you go, baby. Take what you need.”

He lifts his hips up, shallowly thrusting into your hand until he cums all over himself. It didn’t take him long, since he was already so worked up and sensitive. He cums with a whiny moan his eyes rolling back slightly as he presses his face into your shoulder, his hips giving a few more shallow thrusts.

You pull your attention away from your work fully for the first time, coping and pushing his hair from his forehead.

“Poor thing.” You say teasingly, taking in his wrecked appearance, giving him a kiss on the forehead before letting him curl up into your side.

a/n: can you tell i have NO idea how to end this stuff? Also, sorry if you can tell i kind of like not unmotivated but like idk how else to describe it. this did kinda give me inspo for another freaky mark fic 😈😈 kinda like this but leg humping 😈 not foot stuff!!! i don’t like that. but leg stuff. i hope im not the only person who thinks its kinda hot 😈😈

[scrollsofdesire]

Tough (Pt. II)

Hazard x (Medic) Reader

Summary: Hazard is a bit cocky and gets into a little brawl with Maugua which ends him in the infirmary with you for a week.

Day One:

“Nae! I can’t spend ah whole week with yah las. I’ve got missions and—”

“And nothing.” You hush the man. “Whatever your quarrel was with Mauga that landed you here with a broken arm is not going to get better with you galavanting about.” You accentuate the point by shooting him a look. “So I will not be allowing you to further that trauma. Not on my watch.”

Hazard sighs leaning back on the bed looking down at his now secure arm. “Fine.” The tank begrudgingly agreeing to stay, which only made you smile.

“Good, now spill the beans about your fight.” You demand now satisfied that he had agreed to stay put. You had busied yourself with tucking a pillow behind his back and placing an I.V into his arm. Mercy’s healing serum would help kickstart the healing process.

Oh the joys of futuristic medicine.

He winced, but probably not from the needle. “Aye, tis just Mauga being himself.”

“Stubborn, cocky, and annoying?” You offered the terms up to Hazard who snorted in disapproval.

“Nae, I was the one being cocky. Told ‘em ae could take ‘em on without help.” He waved his non-inured arm and looked over at you. Clearly listening to him, he always adored that about you. Always wanting to listen, be supportive, the kindness just never ended. Honestly he is be glad to stuck with you for a week. “Of course, he took that as ah challenge and tackled me. So we just fought.”

“All the way to the medical wing?” You asked and his eyes darted away. The tank sulked in silence before he spoke up again. “Well, ae got a bit carried away, tried to back down and ‘o course he chased me down.”

Now everything made sense. Before the Scott could continue Angel popped her head in through the door. “(Y/N), may I see you for a moment?” You nodded and parted Hazard on the arm. “I will be back, save the juicy details for later.” You joke.

Day Two:

Apparently as much damage Hazard received he gave to Mauga so both men were stuck in the medical wing. Thankfully in separate rooms, because the issue could only get worse with those two.

During the lunch hour you were surprised to see that Findlay’s crew came to check on him. Boomslang and Suzie were a real couple of friends. Know one would know it, except a rare fee that Hazard was like a big hero. Advocating for people that everyone referred to as ‘phreaks’ and in Hazard’s case he was one of them. Maybe even more.

After the two left only then did you decides to enter the room. Giving him some space would allow him privacy to speak with his friends freely. “You know you’ve got some good friends, Fin.” You comment upon entering the eoom which shocks him to say the least.

“Aye, you’d be right there hen.” He replies with a smile, “T’weren’t listenin’ in on my conversation now were yah?”

“No, I value my patients privacy.” You inform him and he bows his head in a sort of respectful way.

“Ae appreciate yah, lass.”

“Well, if the patients can’t trust me, then what kind of doctor am I?” You retort, approaching the bed to check all the vitals and his charts. For a split second you swore Hazard had been staring. But when you looked up at him he looked away. If he had, you wouldn’t have minded. Maybe..

Just maybe.

Day Three:

Today was better and your patient had actually wanted to get out of bed and move around. It would be good to keep a man of Hazard’s height and strength intact by walking. It is amazing how quickly the body can deteriorate. Even with his cybernetic enhancements, walking could quickly become a struggle.

As the two of you walked the over watch facility, Findlay commented on how large the place was. Which you responded to quickly with, “Yep. We have to balance out everything for all heroes. Some are bunked together for comfort and others are single rooms. Everyone has their own space, even me.” He nodded.

Walking with him was different. Somehow the less the Scott spoke the more you learned. He seemed soft in a way. Eventually you came across your favorite spot in the facility, Zenyatta’s room. Findlay stopped, “Ae and why is this room so fancy?” He asked peeking his head around the corner.

“Because it is his space.” You guide his eyesight towards the robot in the center, floating an ethereal hum escaping him as his orbs bounces one by one.

“Zenyatta is the master of peace. I come here to clear my mind.” You tell him quietly as not to disturb him, ushering the tank along with a nudge. Zenyatta let out a quite chuckle as you waved to him, once Hazard was out of view.

Day Four-Five:

These two days were spent on physical therapy and a series of tests to see how Mercy’s serum was working. The bad news was it was working. The good news was that Hazard would be out of your hair. Right?

No, it’s not how you felt. You wanted more time, not just a couple of days. He’s grown so much on you. These thoughts, they weren’t healthy, so much so you hadn’t been listening to Hazard.

“Ae, ye alright there lass? Yah lookin’ a bit lost for ah minute.” He asks. You snap out of it as the man saves his large hand practically millimeters away from your face.

“Oh, yeah! I’m fine just takin’ notes and thinking on them. How was that last test. How’d the weight feel?” You asked. Hoping that the distraction of Hazard’s ramblings would be enough to stray your thoughts into oblivion.

“Aye! Tah felt great!” He replies, grinning down at you with those wolfish features. He was like a bug dog you couldn’t get rid of. “Not ah single scrahp ah pain. Ae really think it’s gettin’ better, lassie!”

“Great… that’s wonderful.”

Was it?

You needed to do something. What if he didn’t feel the same.

What if.

(The last part will be a bit longer with day 6&7)

[mylove-thresher]

bro is DETERMINED 😭

i am NOT beating the fugo kinnie allegations 😭

and look at my lawyer dawgggggg im going to jail😫🤯🤣

[melkyt]

Modern AU

Intern!Luffy, who works at the local college training under Ace before he can graduate with an EMT degree, trying to go into the field of fire rescue. So during the day he goes to class and at night, he gets those extra credits by being on call for any emergency.

He barely gets any sleep and is known as an absolutely feral cryptid on campus while also being kind cute. He is usually first on scene if there is a microwave mishap with some cup noodles.

Law is a pre-med student going for as many degrees as he can at once. He always runs around campus as though he is running out of time, and most people know to stay the fck out of his way. The only ones who ever hang out with him are Penguin, Shachi, and Bepo, and they do not go to the same college, either having a job or going to trade school. So they rarely hang out. Law will never admit it, but between all his studying in his room, he is lonely.

The only other person he has in his life is Cora. Officially, he is Law's foster uncle. unofficially, Cora has always been there for Law for any big events in his life. They are quite close, and Cora stops by any chance he gets to make sure Law is eating right. Since Cora doesn't have a job, due to his family name and not being able to get one due to his general lack of balance.

(I headcanon that Cora does have some sort of disability that causes vertigo and/or disrupts balance.)

Law at the end of a semester does really well on an exam, and Cora comes by to celebrate, despite Law's protests.

One thing leads to another, and a fire breaks out in Law's dorm. He gets Cora and himself out safely but runs in to get something that is important enough for him to risk his life. He gets trapped in the building, with no way to get out.

Luffy gets there fairly quickly with Ace, in time to stop Cora from going after Law.

Ace stays to do crowd control while Luffy scrambles up into the building to get to the control room so he can activate the secondary sprinkler system as the first ones did not seem to activate for one reason or another.

He manages to do it, and slowly, the fire is extinguished. Luffy then runs through the building until he finds Law, unconcious from inhaling too much smoke, clutching a picture that has his family on it. The only thing left of them.

Luffy carries Law out of the smoldering dorm rooms and lets Ace do all the vital checks, as he is not certified just yet. He could do it if need be if he wanted to risk his internship. If Ace wasn't there, he wouldn't hesitate.

While that's going on, Luffy talks to Cora, just chatting and taking thank you's.

Cora lets slip that Law doesn't have any friends, and that's why he came by to celebrate, but maybe he is being too much of a bother to Law.

Monkey *Every Needs Friends* Luffy is not about to let that slide.

Few days after the fire, Law is released from the hospital. Luffy, waiting for this moment, shows up at Law's door with food, walking in to Law's new dorm eoom, not yet decorated, as if he owns the place.

Law is too tired and hungry to kick him out. The food basket does have all of Law's favorites courtesy of Cora, who is all for the 'get Law to make friends' scheme.

Luffy does this every day or night if Law isn't around because of classes. He introduces Traffy to all of his friends and slowly gets him out of the nice safe shell Law has built.

Then it just happens, Law only remembers having a conversation about dating, but like Luffy barged in and said they were friends, one day that changed to boyfriends. Law found that he didn't mind.

He often thinks how glad he is that the fire happened and that he met Luffy, even years later when they graduate, move in together and work at the same hospital.

Law never considered himself a lucky man, but that night proved him wrong, as it let him find a place he could belong.

[archaiceuphoriah]

mom.. momma help meeeee 😭😭 m mother is forcing me to clean my eoom bc it’s been ages n chrismad is good time to restart things. But it’s so gross and yucky and and picking stuff up off the floor feels so dusty.. and gross.. and now m little an I don’t wanna do this anymo bjt my mom wants me tooooooo 😭 don’t wanna don wanna

Oh, sweet dear, I know sometimes it's hard to do chore. They're no fun at all! But they're important to do. Even little ones have to take care of their room and their stuffies. Try doing it in small burst though, give yourself breaks. It'll be okay.

[cunt-removal]

distracting irl (walking in a circle in my eoom)

[permettez-moi]

I gsould be sleeping right now byr zi xame up witg a quesiton so Imma ask that instead

What did you guya leanr frim RA that yoy yse in daily life

Fir me it's looking out of the cirner of my eye to see better (mostly uses to see if his lordship is laying in his chair when my eoom is datk)

(Umagie ID: a very cute vat sleepign on a blankie ina funky pose, his mouth slightly open in sleel)

[fudanshi-joseph]

I loooveeee youuuuyy -Claude

i am grabbing you and squishing you and theowing you across the eoom I LOVE YOUUU I LOVE YOU YOU DORK!!!!!! MWAH MWHA MWAH