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[onenicebugperday]

Flame froghopper, Tomaspis furcata, Cercopidae

Found in Brazil

Photo 1 by thiagolyra, 2-4 by rogerriodias, 5-6 by diogoluiz, and 7 by jonathasnogueira

[nite-puff]

guy fieri lookin’ ass jacket with the elote…

IS IT CUZ OF THE HAIR-

[magma-frog0]

To Close (Darrel Curtis x GN! Reader)

AN- Hi! This is a Darry x GN! reader fanfic and it will be in second person POV

Warnings- SA, Cursing

Category- fluff

Also Sodapop and Reader are best friends

You were walking home from work a block away from the house and a Soc jumped out from an alleyway. " Where do you think you're goin' greaser?" he asked peering closer to your face. You glared at him " I'm tryin' to get home you damn Soc!" you yelled at him pushing him away from you. He smirked at you and walked up to you, closer this time. He whispered in your ear "Fiery I like that," he held your chin to look at him and stared into your eyes. You slapped his hand away and walked past him. "I'm going home! Leave me alone!" You yelled back at him and started speed walking to the Curtis house. He followed behind you making snarky remarks on your body, how you acted, and what he wanted to do to you.

You were only a few houses away from the Curtis's and you started running for it. The Soc ran up behind you pulled your hair and grabbing your waist, so your back was on his chest. " Where do you think your goin' baby? I wasn't done with you yet." He started grabbing and touching your body. Tears started welling in your eyes, you were scared and just wanted to be home in your boyfriend's arms. You squirmed in his arms trying to get out " Let me go you creep!" You yelled at him tears rolling down your cheeks. "The more you squirm the more it'll hurt babe." He whispered in your ear. You could see the house; the lights were on, and the gang was inside. You saw the front door swing open. Ponyboy was outside smoking a cigarette with Johnny.

You saw them and felt relieved "Ponyboy! Johnny! Help me!" You yelled as loud as you could, the two boys looked over at you shocked and ran inside to tell the gang. Not even a second later all of the greasers were jumping off the porch and running for you. Darry was the first to get to you and the gang followed. He was fuming, he pulled you out of the Soc's arm and put you behind him. Sodapop started checking you over to make sure you were alright. " Y/N! Are you ok? Are you hurt? What did he do?" He was asking you so many questions you couldn't answer at the moment because you were still so shaken up. "You know what never mind that, let's get you inside. You must be freezing!" he said walking you to the house.

You were sitting on the couch, Soda had gotten you food and water. " You know the gang was really worried about you. Darry couldn't stop lookin' out the window waiting for you, but when Pony and Johnny came in telling us what they saw. Darry was absolutely livid." Sodapop said sitting next to you. "I know, I'm sorry I didn't know this would happen." You said looking down at the floor. " Hey you have no reason to apologize! It wasn't your fault." Soda said looking at you. That's when you and Soda both hear the gang yelling and hollering "Yea Darry! Beat him real good!" You hear Two-Bit yell, slurring his words. " The punk is tryin' to cover his face! Dal grab his legs and I'll get his arms!" Steve yelled to Dallas. You couldn't help but go to the window and see what they were doing, Soda followed. You and him both saw Steve and Dally holding the Soc down while Darry was pounding his face in. Two-Bit laughing his ass off, and Pony and Johnny staring in awe.

"Oh my god!" You say running outside to the porch. "Y/N! Wait up!" Soda yells behind you. The Soc is crying getting the life beat out of him "I-I'm s-sorry!" He yelled out hoping the boys would listen. "Darry! Stop!" You say running off the porch to meet up with the guys, Soda stayed back on the porch knowing you wouldn't need help. "Y/N I can't let him get away knowing what he did to you!" He said but when he looked over his shoulder to see you shaking and scared he stopped and got up. "Dallas! Steve! Let him go." He said walking up to you and giving you a hug. "I'm sorry hon, lets go inside." He said to you picking you up bridal style "I can walk ya know!" You said looking at him "Yeah but I don't want you to." He looked at you giving you a kiss on the forehead. Once you guys were inside Darry was checking you over in the kitchen to make sure Soda didn't miss anything. He rolled up your sleeve and saw a huge bruise on your wrist, his jaw clenched as he stared at the bruise. You used your free hand to cup his cheek and he looked up at you. "Hey baby, I'm okay it looks worse then it is." You told him reassuring him that you're fine. " I know honey but that was to close... You and I both know what what would've happened if Pony or Johnny didn't hear ya." He said looking down at you softly. "I know baby but you were there and the boys did hear me." You said cupping his cheeks with both of your hands. He smiled at you and give you a soft passionate kiss on the lips. " You know what hon you're right, lets get to bed though it's been a long day."

End note- That was my first Darry x Gn reader fanfic I hope you liked it and give me suggestions

[liauditore]

Here have this

(Contains no poison. Not at all)

oh oh i see how it is okay so i don't like ur minion guy fieri lookin ass cosplay party city lookin ass worst thing ive seen in my life because im sane and normal so you try to Kill Me.

u cant fool me. i see the fried eggs. horrifying. what would poultry man think.

[lampfaced]

so being a Lord of the Rings fan, I of course watched the Rings of Power series that Amazon put out. some things I liked, some things I was confused by, some things I disliked. it doesn’t hold up to the Jackson trilogy to me, I can say that much.

anyways. watched the finale last night, and this is my response to one of the reveals in it. I have a lot of thoughts but this is just one of them. it’s a very shallow thing but idk if everyone else is allowed to have their own takes on this same topic then so am I

I cannot believe how disappointed I am that Halbrand was Sauron in disguise the whole time. like... I know they didn’t have the rights to the Silmarillion and couldn’t use the Annatar disguise. but he’s so basic. I always expect Sauron’s disguises to be visually striking in some way. but whatever, he’s going stealth, I get it. I don’t like it, but I get it.

I think the bit that made me the most disappointed was related to when he tried to recruit Galadriel to his side with a flowery “be my queen and we can make this world better” speech. I was always off-put by the implied attraction between the two, it skeeved me for some reason. Galadriel shut him down, even though it was a lot of her doing that got him back here, yadda yadda. I was half expecting after the reflection reveal for her to look back and him to not be every other conventionally attractive dude, but nope. still basic guy.

the amount of people I’m seeing simping over Halbrand and going “oh I would have folded so fast if I was in her place” made me realize how much of a monster-lover I am. I expected people to simp, but not the finer details. I have the polar opposite response - I’ve seen the Squidward “OH NO HE’S HOT” meme with armor!Sauron being the unattractive one and Halbrand being the “hot” one. I guess I can see why people like him if Aragorn was so popular but I Do Not Get it. if Halbrand-lookin-ass tried the recruitment tactic on me I would have no qualms with saying no.

but if it was the nine foot tall animated suit of armor version? I would fold. so fast. hell I’d take the fiery eye on the tower before I’d be even remotely tempted by Halbrand.

LOOK AT THIS. THIS IS THE IDEAL FOR ME. you don’t understand the response I had when we got this 2-second long flashback scene in the first episode.

I have such a monster/armor problem.

[eontheice]

love him, but… what is nathan wearing

[ughquaria]

me when i come out of the house for the first time in like two weeks once the quarantine is over

[dumpster-cobwebs]

I shaved my outgrown buzzcut into a (starter) mohawk the other day and my friend told me I look like steve harwell

[cryptidcrew]

Oh what a handsome squishy mans

[cherubsoda]

Which one is Squalos I want to judge suits too :( [DC]

THIS ONE. HORRENDOUS. DISGUSTING. TRASHY, TACKY, NOT EPIC. I DO NOT WANT THIS.

@dizzycoyote

[craigcounsell]

schwarber is the ugliest dude in the nl central

is he ugly? yes. the ugliest? not quite.

send me an opinion on a player and i’ll agree/disagree

[strawbxrryneptune]

Level Two

Word count: 2.6K

Cw: pussyjob, exhibitionism, slight voyeurism, oral (fem!receiving), infidelity if you squint, unedited.

This fic and the fics following will contain monster fucking, cucking and threesomes!! If you are not comfortable, try out some of my other works, and Miggi's creations, but if you wish to proceed, remember, sharing is caring.

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@miggiisdumb

From a young age you were taught to keep your emotions in check. Queens must never show weakness to enemies. Crying and screaming were to be left in private, so that you came off as cool and collected. The Mushroom kingdom needs someone level-headed. They need someone they know won't act rashly.

You came to a conclusion that you were the one they needed, the Queen that could handle herself in any situation. You could get a husband, rule a kingdom, maybe even raise some spawns of yourself. You were convinced you had the bag, but now, sitting on a boulder at the falls and watching two sweaty, bulky men wrestle and growl at each other, you weren't so sure.

You had been trying to keep your emotions in check the whole week. Kirishima was constantly inviting you to hang with him and Bakugou, and you didn't know how much you could take. Kirishima's kisses had you on fire,, his big hands grabbing at your ass and tongue sliding against yours, but Bakugou's heated stares and occasional touches had your head spinning in confusion and arousal. He had a weird thing for grabbing and kneading at your hips, and it was starting to get to you.

Kirishima had invited you to join him and Bakugou in a swim at the falls, the water there crisp and beautiful, said to bring years of youth to whoever was worthy. Of course, you agreed. Any princess would jump at the opportunity to swim in a magic body of water with her suitor and his dreamy friend. Kirishima had shown up in blue swim trunks, an extra change of clothes cradled in his strong arms and some sandwiches to munch on later. Bakugou wore a black loin cloth, bigger and a little longer than the one he usually wore. His choker and bracelets were laid out in the grass next to Kirishima's clothes and the food, but he didn't look any less intimidating. If anything, he looked even scarier, hair drenched and falling down around his eyes, glowing red as he growls and bares his fangs, pouncing on Kiri and snarling out threats.

"M'gonna destroy you, Red."

"You have to catch me first, Bro!"

Kirishima dives under the water, Bakugou following shortly after, and you chuckle to yourself. 

Soon, though, you start to get worried, cause it's been almost 2 minutes and they haven't come back up. 

Calling their names, you shrug your cover up off and get in the water, shivering slightly at the chill. As you get deeper and deeper, water up to your chest, you start to panic.

"Kiri? Bakugou? If this is a joke it's not-ah-!"

You scream in surprise and slight fear as you're suddenly lifted onto a broad, scarred chest. Your thighs are on either side of it, and  tense up when you feel the vibrations of a deep, raspy chuckle, and you fight the urge to thread your shaky fingers in ash blonde hair.

"Bakugou, put me down."

You try to keep your voice leveled but he picks up on the tremble, big, warm hands reaching up to grab at the fat of your hips, lifting you up further onto his chest.

"That wouldn't be fun now would it Princess?"

You gasp, glancing down at how your cunt is inches away from his mouth, drool spilling around the corners as he struggles to keep his eyes on yours.

“Seriously, y-you gotta…” your voice wavers as you meekly push at his drenched hair, momentarily losing your train of thought when he’s tongue lolls out, sticky with saliva and long. “What if Kiri sees us?”

“If ya keep quiet, he won’t.” The fleeting look of hunger and a nip on your thigh is all the warning you get. 

Bakugou guns for your cunt before you can answer and you act like he shocked you by the way you lurch forward, jaw slanted, clinging to his curved horns, entire body shivering from the firm laps on your mound. Even with the bottom half of the swimsuit on, you could still feel every lick in pin point detail, every nudge of his hot muscles between your folds, just barely pressing into your hole and tongue flicking over your clit. Bakugou can feel it too- the way you're throbbing on his tongue, can even taste the mix of his drool and your arousal seeping through quicker then he was lapping. It drove him wild.

He groans, eyes a little crossed to watch his handy work, hoists you higher and shakes his head further between your legs and your eyes roll back when he starts sucking on your entire pussy. Too hard for you to keep quiet. Too hard for the slurps not to sound exactly like what it looks like. 

“B-Bakugou, it’s too much!” You pant, quick and shallow, yet use your weak grip on his horns to hump his face desperately. “I think I’m g-gonna… gonna…!”

He growls, literally growls like the beast he is, and you almost do cum just by his fiery look up at you with a mouthful of your twitching cunny, unlatching with a wet pop that has sticky strings of your slick smacking on his chin. 

“Take it off.” He demands, words coming out muffled because he’s already back on your cunt. “Wanna taste you cummin’ in my mouth. C’mon, Princess. Lemme drink you up, baby.”

A shaky hand slips between the two of you, pulling your bathing suit to the side, and the next moment you’re squealing to the heavens above when Bakugou curled his tongue into you, spreading your walls apart on his tongue. His eyes flickered closed with a deep moan at the sensation of you spasming around him, juices nearly flooded into his mouth, but he gulps it down greedily, Adam’s apple bobbing and cheeks hollowing. 

You have no idea how long you stayed arched in his mouth riding out your orgasm, unable to tell if you were seeing clouds or if your vision really went that blurry. For one last time, Bakugou shook his head on your cunt and pulled back with a “puah!”, hot huffs of his breaths panting on your drenched up sex. God, you tasted better than you smelled. Bakugou would live between your thighs if he could, make you moan and squeal like you did, make you flush and look completely fucked out, so pretty as you stare down at him with lidded, hazy eyes, plump lips parted to catch your breath, gentle fingers raking his hair and the base of his horns that sent shivers down his spine. 

He’d have you forever if he could. If only you weren’t promised to-

“Bakugou, you drowned or something? Where are you, man?” Kirishima’s voice comes from behind some boulders a small distance away from where the two of you are and your heart skyrockets to your throat, the sudden tightness in your gut clenching all of you up in dread. Bakugou on the other hand just slid you down into the water, trying to keep any splashing sounds to a minimum, though both of you had to swallow back a sound when you brushed over his bulge on the way down. 

Bakugou swims by you in time to Kiri finally rounding the rocks, brows creased and a little pout on his lips, and you relaxed a bit when you realized he was upset over swimming alone all this time. His eyes flick from Bakugou to you, pout disappearing as he perked up a bit in surprise.

 “(Y/N), when did you get into the water?”

You open your mouth but don't get a word out. “Came in lookin’ f’us.” Bakugou says nonchalantly, glances over his shoulder to you and you don’t miss the heat of his stare bouncing up your form for a hot second. “Clearly worried over nothin’.”

Oh, this bastard…

Kirishima hums as he swims your way, gives you his million dollar sweet smile with a gentle cup of your cheeks. “Sorry, baby. Didn’t mean to make you worry.”

Your bottom lip puckers in a pout even though you’re already long since mad, specially with his thumb brushing drawing circles on your cheek. “Just warm me next time. Thought you idiots drowned yourselves…”

“Sorry sorry.” He laughs and pecks you a few times all over your face, until he’s kissing you on the lips, a kiss that goes on longer than expected as he slots his mouth with yours and moves his lips with passion and adoration. Your mind gets fuzzy, consumed by Kiri’s kiss and body still reeling from your moment with Bakugou, your thighs clenching underwater because your insides craved for more. 

When Kirishima pulls away, you catch a fleeting glance over to Bakugou, a heavy and solemn look on his face, conflict in his eyes before he turns away too late once he caught you staring and it all comes rushing down on you- the clear weight of guilt on your shoulders. The worst part is that you don’t know what it’s aimed at- for going behind Kirishima’s back like this? Or for making Bakugou see you with someone else while he gets scraps of affection?

You tell Kirishima that you’re alright when he asks if something is wrong, then go back to growing when he turns to resume wrestling his friend. 

Way to keep your emotions in check, huh?

The rest of the morning goes by fast, the guys wolfing down their sandwiches and still being hungry, Kirishima offering to run into town quickly and grab some more food.

You agree, standing up to go with him but being surprised when he pushes you back down, a look you can't place in his eyes as his own flicker to Bakugou, who's uprooting weeds next to you.

"Stay here, 'kay?"

You nod, dazed, and watch him disappear into the bushes, stealing a glance to Bakugou. 

"Bakugou…"

"M'sorry."

You tilt your head at him, but he won't meet your eyes, a scowl on his face as heat creeps up his neck. 

"I said I'm fuckin' sorrry. I went too far. You belong to Kiri, it's not m'place to-mmpf!"

You cut him off with a searing kiss, sliding yourself in his lap and grabbing his hair, making him stutter out a moan into your mouth, big hands gripping your hips and lifting you onto his abs, grinding you against him. 

You furrow your brows, the feeling of his abs rubbing against your puffy clit feels heavenly but you wanna touch him. You felt him when you were in the water earlier, throbbing and pulsing against you. You wanted him in your mouth.

He snarls against you, demanding attention back on him as he nips at your bottom lip before sliding his tongue against yours, panting heavily as his hands flex against your hips. You try to slide down a little more, moving your hands to rest on his meaty pecs and getting distracted by his puffy nipples.

They were so plump and flushed, they looked so sensitive it probably fucking hurt. You pull away from his mouth with a whine, trying not to smile when he chases your lips.

"You sure about this, Princess? If Kiri finds out he'll be-fuck, baby, Whaddya'doin?"

You don't answer, just give him a look under your lashes as you suckle on his nipple, eyes closing in bliss as the smell of him envelops you, fresh and crisp from the water but still musky and smoky. 

You scrape your teeth against him gently, then lick over the reddened area and moan as you suck once again.

You notice he had gone almost deathly still, and you look up at him only to almost cream yourself at the sight.

His eyes were rolled back in his head, fist in his mouth and drool spilling around the corners, dribbling down his flushed face and neck. He was trying so hard not to moan, cause he knew if he made a sound it would be loud enough for the whole Mushroom kingdom to hear.

He fucking loved getting his nipples played with, but virtually no one knew and he tried to play it off but fuck, you had him melting. 

"Yhew don' like it?"

Your words are muffled around his tit, saliva slowly trailing down his chest and forming a puddle in the divets of his abs.

"I-fuck, cut it out brat."

He tries to sound authoritative, but his voice is whiny, and you can already feel the bruises he's pressing into your hips. You hum, leaning back to look at his flushed chest, earning yourself a sigh of relief-quickly turning into a choked whimper when you switch to the other nipple, using one of your hands to tweak and pinch one while the other hand threads into his hair, grazing the sensitive base of his horns and knocking his eyes back, mouth dropping open and hands coming up to silence himself, allowing you to try and shimmy your way down onto his lap.

His unoccupied hand grips your hip even tighter, trying to keep you up and away from his cock.

"Bakugou-! Wan' yer cock"

You slur, grinding your hips onto his stomach, covered clit rubbing against his bushy pubes.

"You couldn't handle it sweetheart. We shouldn't even be doing this."

You roll your eyes, popping off his nipple and withdrawing your hands from him, reaching down to pry his hand off of your hip.

"Who are you to tell me what I can and cannot handle? You don't know what-oh."

You're cut off when he drops you down, cock sliding through your folds even over the bathing suit, so big and veiny you could feel every pulse and twitch through your bottoms.

You immediately push your swimsuit to the side, rubbing your slit up and down his dick, clit getting caught on various ridges and occasionally twitching when a throbbing vein rubbed against it. You couldn't keep your sounds down even if you wanted to, leaning forward to moan into Bakugou's ear, feeling a shudder rip through his spine.

You were making his mind foggy, he couldn't stop his hips from rutting up, knot starting to swell even though he tried to hold it back. He couldn't do this right now, even getting this far dangerous, he was way too close to his rut and couldn't risk getting you pregnant, no matter how much that thought made his head spin. Fuck, he couldn't stop thinking of you slamming those perfect fucking hips down onto his knot as you begged him to give you his kids, pleaded with him to make you a mommy-shit

His head falls forward and sharp teeth dig into your shoulder, a snarl vibrating your body before your thighs, pussy and stomach are drenched with thick cum. He can't stop, hips jerking and thighs shaking as he roars into your skin, knot still swollen and sensitive but the burning need inside of him is satiated for now. 

Before he can even lift his head up to say something, he catches a whiff of arousal, and strangely enough it isn't yours. It smells more woodsy, intense with a sweet musk, somewhat...manly?

Oh fuck.

Kirishima.

Bakugou scrambles to get up, looking at you in horror and then looking over to the trees, catching a glimpse of dark red eyes before they disappear behind a nearby tree.

"Clean yourself off in the water, Kiri will be back soon."

You stare dreamily up at him, confused as to why he looks so uneasy all of a sudden but obeying nonetheless, standing on wobbly legs and feeling dense and gooey cum drip down your legs in long streaks, a nagging feeling in the back of your fuzzy mind telling you how much of a waste it was that none of it was inside you. You make your way back to the water, unaware of two sets of red locked onto you.

[touyasdoll]

Bakugo+🚬+smut

Frustrated

NSFW, Minors DNI

Pairing: Katsuki Bakugou x reader

Genre: Smut

Warnings: smoking, exhibitionism, public sex, biting, unprotected sex

The cool breeze of the evening air hit you as you stepped outside, letting the employee entrance door of the agency swing shut behind you. You sucked in a breath of fresh air, wrinkling your nose at the smell of smoke permeating your nostrils.

Glancing over, you saw your patrol partner inhaling the cigarette that he held between his lips. He was hunched over, sitting on a bench with his elbows resting on top of his knees, looking about as approachable as he usually did.

"Didn't realize you were a smoker," you took a step closer, dipping a toe into the water to gage his mood, "Wouldn't have pegged you for the type."

He spared a glance in return, staring back down at the ground as he took another drag, "Something to take the edge off." He paused before scooting over on the bench and nodding to the seat beside him, "Sit, if you want."

"Oh, thanks," you offered a small smile, which went unnoticed as you smoothed your skirt and sat down beside him, "Would you mind if I bummed one off ya?"

He scoffed, shaking his head with a smirk, "And here I thought that you were judging me, Princess," he reached into his pocket, flicking his wrist to flip open the pack in your direction.

"You say that like I have room to judge," you scoffed back, picking a cigarette out and tucking it between your teeth as you held your hand out for a light.

The corners of his lips upturned in an amused grin as he held a single finger up and leaned in. You followed his lead, bringing your face closer to his as he pressed the pad of his finger to the end of the cigarette. You held his ruby red gaze as you hollowed your cheeks, breathing life into the rolled tobacco when his finger sparked against it.

It was hard to tell if it was the rush of nicotine, that you were so unaccustomed to, or the proximity of your face to his that had your head spinning. You broke first, eyes darting away as you leaned back, exhaling the smoke you'd held in your lungs.

He kept his eyes trained on you, watching the way your lips pursed together as the puff left them, letting his eyes wander lower, casting them over your torso, along the length of your short skirt, which fanned out over just enough of your thighs to be considered decent.

He whipped his head away, hoping to make the motion look casual as you turned your attention back to him, "What're you still doing here so late?"

"Put off a little too much paperwork last week, so I had to play catch up," he settled his elbows back on his knees. "I could ask you the same thing, you're hardly ever here past quittin' time."

You shrugged, exhaling decisively as you leaned back on your hand, crossing one leg over your knee, feeling your skirt fall a little higher on your thigh. He seemed to take notice, his eyes following the fabric and yours following his stare as you smiled to no one but yourself.

"Been feeling a little frustrated lately. A little, pent up, you know?" You tilted your head slightly to the side, exposing your neck as you arched your back, the motion exaggerating the way your chest heaved as you took another slow drag. “Trying to put some of that energy into work.”

He stole a glance at your chest, clearing his throat as he caught himself, trying to pass it off as a cough, a symptom of the white stick burning between his fingers, but you knew better. He rubbed his thigh, inhaling another puff as he sat up straighter.

"I getcha," he nodded, speaking as he held the smoke in his lungs, "What's got you fucked up?"

"If I'm being honest?" You tilted your head in thought, staring straight ahead, "I could really use a good fuck."

You had to focus to keep your poker face on as you watched his reaction from the corner of your eye. His eyebrows raised, head whipping towards you, trying to confirm if his ears had deceived him.

"You really down that bad? I find that hard to believe,” he chuckled, flicking away the stub of his worn cigarette. “Lookin’ the way you do, you could walk into any bar you wanted and find someone to take you home.”

“Maybe I could,” you ran a hand up your thigh, playing with the hem of you skirt, tugging it up just a bit higher, nearly enough for him to have a peek at what was beneath it. “But there’s this guy I’ve been trying to get at for a while now. Little dense though. Real shame he can’t see how hard I’ve been trying to fuck him.”

“Huh,” his eyes alight, moving from your bared thigh to meet your gaze, a playful smirk on his lips. “Guy sounds like a real asshole. What do you see in him?”

“Eh, he has his moments,” You smiled, tilting your head and turning your torso in his direction, “He is a bit of an asshole. Helps that he’s hot.”

“Well at least this dumb bastard’s got that goin’ for him.” He kicked a leg over the bench, straddling it as he faced you and smirked, “I’d be kicking myself if I were him.”

“Oh, would you?” You mirrored his actions, pressing your skirt against the bench as you kicked your leg over it, “what else might you do if you were him?”

“Well now, that really depends on you,” he shifts forward, weight resting on his hands, sitting just between your spread thighs, “what are you into, baby?”

“How ‘bout I show you? Mind holdin’ this for me?” You smile, keeping your eyes on him as you pull the cigarette from your mouth, blowing the smoke off to the side. Carefully, you place it between his lips, resting your hands on his shoulders as you stand and straddle him.

“Not at all,” it wiggles between his lips as he cups your ass, bringing your hips against his as he rocks forward, grinding his erection against your barely clothed pussy.

You moan, a soft, breathy noise into his ear as you catch the hair at the nape of his neck, tugging to tilt his head to the side. He echoes the noise as you kiss and suck at the skin of his neck.

“You sure you wanna do this here?” He pants, slipping a hand between your thighs and pressing two fingers against the soaked fabric.

“Yes,” you breathe, wrapping an arm around his neck as you trap the cigarette in his mouth between two fingers.

He sucks in, eyes locked with yours as you pull it from his lips and flick it away. His hand comes behind your head to pull you in, your mouth hovering just in front of his as he breathes the smoke out, brushing your lips together. You inhale it, hungry for anything he’s willing to give you, mewling as two fingers slip past your panties, sinking into your core slowly.

“This all for me?” He smirks, placing a chaste kiss on the corner of your lip, before kissing along your jaw as both of your arms wrap around him, your hips shifting to meet the gentle thrust of his fingers.

“Yes, Sir,” you moan, a little too loudly as his thumb circles your clit, and bury your face in his shoulder, “oh, fuck.”

“Tell me what you want, baby,” he picks up the pace, leaning back to watch your expressions. Your mouth falling open, your eyes rolling back as you groan. He smirks, eyes falling over the rest of your body, his cock twitches as the sight of you writhing on top of him. “Least I can do is give you that after makin’ you wait so goddamn long.”

“Fuck me,” it’s a whisper, a plea against his lips as you press your forehead to his.

He captures your lips in the first proper kiss that you share and it’s everything that he is; rough, fiery, and passionate. His lips vibrate against yours as he groans in anticipation, lifting the both of you off the bench enough to wriggle his pants down, his aching cock springing free.

You put your weight on your feet as he lines himself up with your entrance, panting impatiently in his ear while two fingers hook into your panties, pulling them aside. Steadying yourself on his shoulders, you let him guide your hips back on top of his, impaling yourself onto his thick cock.

He grunts, squeezing your ass with one hand as you roll your hips, biting your lip to suppress the strangled cry of pleasure in your throat. Another hand travels up your shirt, exploring your chest and pulling the front of your top up. He pulls the cup of your bra down, pinching your nipple between his fingers as his face settled between the valley of your breasts, littering them with kisses and kitten licks.

“Katsuki,” your head rolls back as you thrust your hips in tandem with him, moaning at the delirious amount of bliss you’ve found yourself drowning in.

Every part of you feels like it’s on fire. All thanks to the thrill of the moment, the heat of his hands on your body. The months of built-up sexual tension finally giving way to something even better than you’d fantasized.

“You’re so fuckin’ beautiful,” he’s breathless, kissing a trail between your breasts, beneath your chin, all the way to your lips as his hands seized your hips, “gonna look so pretty when you cream all over this cock. You’re close aren’t you, baby?”

He smirked as he tugged your bottom lip between his teeth, kissing you deeply when he relinquished it. His hand rested on your inner thigh, thumbing your clit. Your mouth dropped open, ushering moan and moan against the triumphant grin that he wore.

“Gonna cum, oh shit, I’m gonna cum,” you tucked yourself into the crook of his shoulder, biting down as you let go. Your walls spasmed around him, clenching tight enough to bid him to follow you off the cliff. He growled, his eyes falling shut as his feral noises met your breathless whines.

You kept your arms around him, one hand holding the back of his neck as you laid there against him, his arms encircling your waist. The pair of you sat there for a suspended moment, coming down from your highs together as your fingers continued exploring each other’s bodies. Gentle, soothing motions against overly sensitive skin in the afterglow of the act.

“How ya feelin’, sweetheart? Still frustrated?” You felt his lips curl into a proud smile as he kissed your cheek, making his way to your lips.

“Mm,” you kissed him slowly, resting your forehead against his as you both pulled away. “I might need another round, if you’re up for it.”

“You kiddin’ me?” He chuckled deviously, “Better prepare yourself, baby. I’m gonna ruin you if you let me take you home.” His hands trailed over your sides, dragging down your thighs as he squeezed, pulling a quiet groan from your lips as you smiled back.

“I think I can handle you,” you ran a hand down his chest, all the way down, letting your fingers ghost along his already semi-hard-again member, as you whispered with a smirk against his lips, “Dynamight.”

[grokebaby]

@morningmask27 @alevon come get yalls battle cat

Extra under the cut

Lookit these eyebrows pre-blending. I was so tempted to leave them like this, but alas

Design notes

- Frikin neon bright colored sparklecat boy yis

- Because my Tigerstar interpretation is also kinda golden/yellow/orange, I figure this is why Tiger easily believes Lion to be his descendant

- Smol ears (and the tufts look like little flames)

- Green eyes to allude to Leafpool because my Leafpool is green with orange eyes :]

- Cool flame markings, guy fieri lookin ass

- I hope I didn't make him look too old. I know in the latest Canon he's probably starting to get up there in age but i don't view him that way.. I'll have to make sure I make my Lionheart design look much older

[kalinawtokilig]

S/O with a Charming/Sharp Tongue

Get ready I’m getting all mystic and biblical;

“There is one whose rash words are like sword thrusts, but the tongue of the wise brings healing...” (Proverbs 12:18) 

But we’re gonna use that to SWORD TO THRUST INTO PPL

Pair(s) : Hinata Shouyou x Reader, Goshiki Tsutomu x Reader, Yachi Hitoka x Reader, Koganegawa Kanji x Reader, Haiba Lev x Reader

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Hinata Shouyou x Reader

((Clementine babes,, *cue puppy eyes*))

It wasn’t much of a surprise tbh

Okay it kinda was 

It’s just,,, Hinata can match anyone’s wavelength, y’know??

This babe thinks you’re so frickin cool,,, throwing spats on someone who decides to make the first move to insult you,,, bruh you are literally throwing out clever insults that can make Tsukishima impressed

At first, he was intimidated by you, and was a bit biased, having heard you had the same mannerisms as Saltyshima

He still tried his best to befriend you,, 

And it worked! 

Being paired into a group project, he introduced himself as bubbly and kind as possible 

and damn,, ya heart melted,,, 

You became friends as you both bonded over which type of meat buns taste good after a study 

and you being a sharp, s m o o t h, muthafuca, you said

“If we’re talking meat buns, how bout I take you on another study date? Pork buns, right, Hinata-kun?” 

This boy had to process what you said and became a total pomegranate 

“ : 0 “

“Alright, cutie, c’mon if you get this question right, maybe we can get outta here and get snacks :3c “ 

You’re gonna kill him

and i think we all know he’s okay with that

Goshiki Tsutomu x Reader

((Omgahhh this babie,,, He is one of my fav first years in HQ,,, I do not pimp,,, I simp))) 

You’re actually a second year whilst this bowl cut bahbie is a first year

When Shiratorizawa lost to Karasuno, it was a defeat that reigned with rumors of how the volleyball team isn’t as great as everyone thought they were

Goshiki was greatly affected by this

:((((

He feels he failed his Senpais and felt more of a disappointment rather than a failure

You being a tutor of his, you guys would occasionally converse about tips on self-care or he explains with the cutest expression when he talks proudly of perfecting a spike

he seemed normal, but you can obviously tell he was not okay

Tsutomi-bae was trying to hold his tears in while the students that accompanied the library talked about the defeat of Shiratorizawa

Having enough of this trash talk, you sternly declared each one of them, even seeing a few second-years from Shirabu’s class. Setting them straight and saying that if they can take on the freak duo that happened to attempt to take down not only Dateko, Seijoh, and Shiratorizawa, then they might as well try to come back to school, defeated as well  

 You say at least Tsutomu was able to play against them, playing proudly as the upcoming ace and knowing at least some of their tactics

Sitting down with a huff, you nonchalantly continue to tutor him

He sits there, starry eyes wide, mouth agape, and a pink flush on his face to the tips of his ears

Tilting your head, cutely, I daresay, you ask him if he’s alright

“Y-Yes! Thank you, (Y/N)-senpai!” 

Humming, you smile slyly, “You are really such a cute kohai, Tsumtomu-chan.” 

Congrats, you killed someone

Yachi Hitoka x Reader

((YESZ I SIMP SIMP FOR HER I AGREE YACHI SUPREMACY))

You were a second-year in Nishinoya’s class

You were actually good friends with the libero 

as he was short tempered and ready to throw punches

you were ready to assertively borderline aggressive hurl insults on those who hurt your precious friends

unfortunately, while in a spat against other students, Nishinoya almost foaming at the mouth with Tanaka holding him back, you were snarkily talking the students down into their place

It was their defeat after Seijoh and it hit a sensitive topic to them

Yachi had been bringing paperwork to the teacher’s office and nearly BOLTED when she heard you talk with such confidence with provocation and underlying threat 

when you were finished putting those maggots in their place, your pissed off glare landed on Yachi’s

Oh,,, she’s shaking,,, terrified,,, 

Hurry to leave, she quickly turned around but rammed into the wall, packets falling to the ground

she scurriedly tries to pick them all up,, Babygirl almost shits herself when you tower over her

“P-Please don’t-”

You crouched down to her and she’s sweating bullets, seeing that your hand it outstretching until-

“I’m sorry about that, I didn’t mean to glare, you just so happen to be in my line of sight.” You apologized, helping up pick up the papers

Glancing up, you smile as kindly and less threatening as possible, “I didn’t mean to scare an angel like you, I really am sorry about that.” 

Yachi tries not to combust at the compliment you’ve thrown at her

Getting up, she nods her head in thanks and you ask, “You’re Yachi, right? Noya says another student joined the club, Yachi, he told me. He was right,”

“About what?”

“Managers, specifically you, really do bless the eyes of a person like me.”

Stop killing ppl you sadist

Koganegawa Kanji x Reader

((I have a thing for blondes,,,, Not atsumu tho, I’ll peg the sh-))

this babie, can just be frustratingly cute

its not that he’s stupid, it’s cause he does more action than thinking

when he does think, it’s on the court and it’s in full hard drive

You usually get into petty spats with Futakuchi cause he’s being too hard on Kogane

“It’s not my fault you have such an obvious crush on him, (Y/N) <3”

“It’s not my fault that you have no one to worry about you the way I do for him Futakuchi-kun </3″

People often mistake why you would for,,, a bubble headed blone himbo like him

“Why do you go for people that are toxic and continue to go back to them when they obviously want your convenience :) ?”

Kogane literally needs to carry you to prevent further provocation

Lots of people don’t get WHY him

And you tell others to worry about their own bitter, single, loveless lives rather than your better and healthy relationship

You are salty and jab at them when they so much as talk negative about your boyfie

Kogane really appreciates you for stepping up for him, but he worries for how far you’d go for him

“...”

“...well?”

“Do you...need me to murder someone, baby?” 

“NO” 

“Oh, then you got your answer sweetcheeks ;D”

You, my friend, need to stop

Haiba Lev x Reader

((Silver-grey haired babes HIT DIFFERENT))

Being in manager of Nekoma is like,,, chaotic but in a way you NEED to prevent Kenma from strangling Kuroo for taking his Nintendoswitch and Yaku yeeting a ball at Lev’s tall ass

Until YOU wanted to yeet a ball at your boyfie’s tall ass

He finally was able to spike a ball. 

but you caught it 

with your face

and blood seeped outta your nose

Kuroo: This is my part no one els- Kenma: Shut up 

Fiery anger. 

Yaku is the one restraining you from going on an all out roast, covering your mouth and holding your shoulders

“Yes, yes, (Y/N), Lev is an idiot.” 

“RAAWRFRREG”

“I agree, he can be a pain in the ass, but YOU’RE the one dating him”

“...”

“DONT FUCKIN LICK MY HAND YOU ASS”

Lev is so sorry. he is so sorry, so so-

“Lev, give me a towel..”

“Yes love.”

While Coach Nekomata calls a break, he chuckles at the young couple, that being you and Lev

Kenma cringes

As he cradles you with his larger figure, a hand resting on your head to lay on his shoulder

“You’ve improved on your spike, bae.” 

“I did?!”

“Yeah, next time aim for Kuroo’s unnatural bedhead, maybe if you hit it, it’ll turn back to normal.”

“Oi, oi (Y/N), watch it. Rudolph.”

Lev freezes when your eyes smile with confidence, and he restrains you

“YOU WANNA CALL ME NAMES? BRING IT ON YOU TAPU KOKO LOOKIN’ MUTHAF-”

Kenma : “nice pokemon reference”

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

hi miss Raven! may I request a scenario/headcanon with grim? like grim mess with some potions and he accidentally became a human (but still has his ears and tail). what would (fem prefered) mc ace and deuce do? I have a feeling that grim would see this as an opportunity and would cause a lot of troubles ahahaha. thank you for your hard work!💖

POV: you’re the dumbass duo and human Grim says you aren’t a big sexy

Human Grim is hot shit.

***Warning: spoilers for the prologue of the main story.***

Imagine this...

“Where the hell did this gremlin come from?!” Ace sputtered, jabbing an accusing finger at the young man standing beside Yuu.

“I-Is that really you, Grim...?” Deuce asked hesitantly, narrowing his eyes.

The two boys hadn’t entirely bought Yuu’s frantic story about her familiar not being entirely himself. Another freak Alchemy incident. She had sounded so panicked over the phone that it was hard to sort out fact from fiction--but seeing was really believing.

Indeed, the boy certainly resembled Grim quite a bit, with a uniform and a mop of grey hair the same color as his fur, cat ears ignited by cobalt flames nestled in his messy locks. His eyes were a bright blue too, like big sapphires with an impish glint. A pronged tail sailed through the air, swishing like a metronome. Tied around his neck is a striped ribbon, a lilac gemstone dangling off of it.

But easily the most Grim-like trait of all is the sharp, shit-eating grin plastered on his face.

“Nyahahah! Whaddya think of me now, minions?!” he snickered, sticking out his tongue. “The great Grim-sama sure makes for a handsome human, right?”

“Right, my ass!” Ace groaned loudly. “Go back to being a dumb ol’ tanuki already, I can’t stand lookin’ at you as a human!”

“I’m more concerned that Grim won’t be able to properly use his new body,” Deuce sighed, shaking his head. “What happens if he gets hurt while trying to I dunno, open a can of tuna or something?”

“Yer just jealous cuz you two hacks’ll never be as charming or as talented as me!” Grim countered smugly, his chest puffed out.

“Guys, calm down already!” Yuu pleaded desperately. “Look, it’s just for a little while. I need help making sure he stays out of trouble--”

“What? You don’t think I can take care of myself?!” Grim demanded, scowling at his caretaker.

“Definitely not,” Yuu, Ace, and Deuce chanted in unison.

“Whaddahell!” Grim pouted, stomping a foot and folding his arms. “I betcha I could go the whole school day without makin’ a fuss!”

“Bet not!” Ace retorted, frowning. “You couldn’t even last the first day without setting the Great Seven statues on fire!”

“Er...Ace kind of has you there,” Deuce agreed.

“Well, you fanned the flames!” Grim shouted back, glaring at Ace. “And you dunderheads were the ones that shattered that chandelier, aren’t ya?!”

“Seriously guys--now is not the time for fighting,” Yuu interrupted, gripping Grim by the arm and yanking him back. “He’ll be back to normal as soon as Professor Crewel whips up the antidote, so just...put aside your differences for now and help me babysit him.”

Grim suddenly fell silent.

“Yer gonna turn me back?” he repeated slowly, his lips pressed into a straight line.

“Um, yeah. You’d get into too much chaos if you stayed as a human. It’s already hard enough keeping track of you as a kitty. Plus, you eat a ton more as a human,” Yuu explained with a weak smile. “I know you like being human and all, but...this is what’s best--especially for Ramshackle’s meager finances.”

“And he’s an annoying little shit like this,” Ace added under his breath. Deuce hissed for him to shut up, digging an elbow into Ace’s stomach.

“Well, I don’t wanna!” Grim cried, tearing his arm away from Yuu. “I like bein’ human! If ya really wanna turn me back...yer gonna hafta catch me first, minions!”

And with that, he took off sprinting into the courtyard, cackling some nonsense about how much of a genius he was.

“...Should we go after him?” Deuce asked, glancing at his friends for comment.

“He said he wouldn’t cause a commotion, right?” Ace shrugged. ‘Let him prove it, then. It ain’t our problem, anyway.”

“I cannot believe you,” Yuu snapped. “Deuce, we’re going after him. Who knows what kind of dumb things he’ll get up to if he’s not--”

A plume of blue flames erupted in the distance, followed by terrified screams.

“Outta my way!!” came Grim’s familiar, shrill shout. “The great Grim-sama’s comin’ through!! Clear a path!”

The trees were illuminated by glowing blue fire--his signature--as he barreled through a crowd of students, scattering them this way and that. A few boys were shoved to the ground, letting out yelps. Books and magical pens flying, slapping each other--and Grim--in the face.

“YEOWCH!!” he screeched, puffing on reflex--setting the tome ablaze. His fiery breath punctures the pages, sending a line of fire into another innocent tree.

 A thick curtain of smoke formed overhead, summoning concerned students.

“Th-The courtyard’s burning!!”

“W-Water! We need w-water magic!!”

“Grab the professors...!!”

“Who did this?!”

“I-It was that guy!! Catch him...!! Report him to the headmaster!”

A swarm of mob students clamored toward Grim. Some whipped out their magical pens, aiming them menacingly at him. His ears flattened, pupils dilating in horror.

“Get away from me...!!” he ordered, sending another column of blue fire at his assailants.

The students were sent flying back, coughing and sputtering from the heat and the smoke. While they were distracted, Grim bolted off inside of the main building of the school. More screaming and shouting rang out from within.

Yuu turned to Ace and quirked an eyebrow. “So, you still think Grim’s gonna behave, or what?”

“...Okay, I take it back,” Ace grumbled, drawing his magical pen from his breast pocket. “Let’s nab him.”

“On it!” Deuce agreed, following suit. “You better watch where you direct your wind magic this time, though.”

“Yeah? And you better watch where you send your cauldrons, Juice,”  Ace spat, thrusting his magical pen into the air. “Alright, let’s hunt down that tanuki...!!”