#homo jump scare

[chaosfantasmic]

wild: guys, I’m gay

the chain: but your dating Flora?

Wild: yea?

[johnbrand]

Man-Making Juice

With @toxicafaesthetic

Officer Hanson monitored the protest from the border, his eyes scanning the perimeter one final time. Once he had assumed it was safe, he gave his fellow officer a curt nod and signaled that he needed to relieve himself. It was a short walk to the enforcement headquarters before heading down to the basement, where he joined the line of men to the restrooms. Each of the stalls were walled off as miniature, separate rooms.

Eventually it was Officer Hanson’s turn. He proceeded forward to an empty stall displaying a blue light to signal its readiness. Instead of the standard toilet or urinal inside was a protestor, tied up, naked, and kneeling on the ground before him. The protester’s eyes were jumping to and fro, scared and nervous at what was about to happen. To the protestor, the bathroom stall appeared more as a prison cell.

“Don’t worry there, bud,” Officer Hanson grunted, removing his vest and setting it aside. “I’m not gonna hurt ya, I’m here to give you a gift.”

The protester’s eyes began to bounce even more erratically, his mouth moving frantically behind the piece of duct tape. Officer Hanson simply disregarded this as he removed his tactical belt and lowered his thick khakis. Eventually, the worn-out boxers fell to his feet too. A massive, soft schlong plopped out in front of the protester’s face. His eyes suddenly stopped moving, his pupils widening as they focused on the pure manly meat before them.

“Yeah, that’s right,” Officer Hanson chuckled, slowly removing the piece of duct tape as the protester continued to gape at his cock. The protester made no sound, which Officer Hansen knew would happen. They were always awestruck by his anaconda of testosterone, even when it was not excited. 

“Now open wide,” Officer Hanson instructed. The protester eagerly took him, thinking he was about to receive the officer’s baby-making batter. He was even excited for it too; it was small but Officer Hanson could spot the little pecker throbbing down below. He could not help but maliciously grin at this, knowing the homos were always the easiest to convert and conform.

“Ahhhh yeah…” Officer Hanson moaned as he let his golden stream flow directly into the protester’s mouth and into his gullet. The protester’s eyes froze in shock at first, but it was already too late. The acidity of the officer’s manly piss quickly got to work eroding his brain, forcing him to stay on the tap until the officer was finished.

Officer Hanson thrusted a bit forward as wave after wave of his man-making juice pumped into the protester. A satisfied smirk fell onto his face as he watched the protestor expand before him. The urine bloated his musculature, making him stronger, wider, more adept for more masculine qualities. Thicker legs, broader shoulders, larger arms. His chest puffed out with rock-hard pecs, his abs following a similar strategy. 

Once the major features were filled to the brim, minor sections followed. Massive, sweaty feet; dense, hairy forests; Neanderthal-like bone structure. A beard was natural, along with the tight haircut required by enforcement law. And a heavy pouch with a hearty dick to match was practically innate.

Officer Hanson’s urine filled the protester to the brim with the required materials to become a real man, but there was one thing the golden liquid actually stripped away: identity. Akin to acid rain, each drop eroded an individual trait from the protester until there was the bare minimum left. Superfluous intelligence, quirky hobbies, and of course homosexuality. Anything that would set the new officer apart from his fellow enforcement was peeled back and disintegrated.

As Officer Hanson finished up, he carefully extracted himself. Before him now kneeled a real, naked masculine figure: a brawny, serious cop with a dull, mindless expression, ready to obey every order.

“Room 14A has the materials and uniform, go there immediately,” Officer Hanson instructed as he redressed. “Then report to the front for further instructions.”

“Sir, yes sir!” the new officer jumped to attention, his voice now deep with authority and devoid of free will. Officer Hanson and the recruit left the stall through their opposite doors, a small red light now shining beside outside as they left. Once Officer Hanson was back to his station, he downed his a liter of water and resumed his command.

[henrioo]

°•*⁀➷ MINE TO SHARE: SHANKS (+???)

꒰ SYNOPSIS ꒱ : "You were Shanks's the moment he laid his eyes on you. But sometimes he needs to remind you that you being his means he can do whatever he wants with you."

꒰ WARNINGS ꒱ : AMAB! READER, CIS MALE! READER, MALE READER! SMUT! MLM, HOMO SEX (I laugh at this) GAY SEX (laugh again), DUB-CON, NON-CONSENSUAL EXHIBITIONISM (Shanks shows the reader sexy photos without him knowing, the reader is watched during sex without being asked) in this story the reader LIKES all the things that are did with him, even the exhibitionism, if you have any trauma or trigger with that don't read. ASSHOLE BOSS (NOT SHANKS) just a mention of a former idiotic boss, hidden romantic relationships, unlabeled relationship, relationship between boss and employee

꒰ CONTAINS ꒱ : Shanks is mean and soft at the same time but probably more mean, Benn and all of Shanks' friends know you two are fucking, you might want to fuck his friends too, office sex, risk of getting caught, getting caught, makeshift handcuffs and a lot of dirty talk.

꒰ WC ꒱ : 2,3k

꒰ NOTES ꒱ : lol o only notice how much warnings I always put, I just want to put everything that can make someone uncomfortable because I hate read a fic when they don't put warning in something and that's get me triggered. Okay so, PLEASE IF YOU ARE A WOMEN DON'T REALLY READ THIS, IT'S NOT ONLY INTERACT DON'T READ, IF I SEE ANY FEM BLOG IN THIS STORY I GONNA BLOCK YOU AND IM SERIOUS

You didn't remember exactly how you got there. Sitting on your boss's lap with his dick so deep in your ass you could feel it reaching your throat. Shanks' hands grabbed your ass hard, squeezing and slapping so hard that made you jump in fright. He used all his strength and the advantage of his size to guide you bouncing on his huge cock, your legs were already wobbly and shaking so all you could do was accept him using you like a toy and fucking you nonstop.

Every time Shanks fucked you he had a different rhythm, which was always decided by his mood that day. Today you weren't sure what the redhead's mood was, but he fucked you with deep and strong thrusts that made you roll your eyes and tremble with each blow, he hit your prostate so accurately and filled your insides so perfectly that you genuinely wondered how you was able to cumming with other partners before Shanks. It seemed impossible for someone to be able to give you pleasure like him.

Of course you were also a mess, thanks to that, you had your head thrown back moaning his name or resting on his shoulder or forehead, moaning breathlessly and begging softly for more. Your hands were dug into his shoulder, scratching so hard that even without big nails you knew there would be marks left for a few days, your head was already hurting and there was a little drool running down the corner of your lips... You looked pathetic, but in the end you liked being humiliated and Shanks liked humiliating you, it was the perfect combination.

You had only entered Shanks' office to give him some reports for the week, he was in his chair with his back to the door facing the huge glass wall that gave him a view of the entire city, advantages of being extremely rich and being able to work on the highest floor of one of the tallest buildings in the city. He was strangely silent and all he asked of you was to come over and deliver the reports... Of course, most of his visits to Shanks' office didn't just end with a conversation between boss and employee.

The truth is that your relationship with the redhead has always been… complicated. It all started when you saw him in person for the first time at a meeting between several city executives disguised as a gala party, at that time you were just an apprentice following your boss and his main secretary like a scared puppy. Your boss was terrible and liked to torture all his employees with the excuse of being an iron training that only the best went through, but he hid this from the spotlight and loved to brag as a boss that no job would leave, taking pride in his loyalty of each of its employees.

Shanks, as always, was a brat at these parties, his social reputation was one of the worst but everyone pretended not to know given how incredible his business empire was, even though he was known for scandals and even visits to countless police stations, the redhead was treated like an angel by everyone the other businessmen who pretended not to know anything about his antics. For some reason you caught his attention, throughout the party where you basically served as a personal waiter for your boss, you felt Shanks staring at you with a predatory gaze ready to grab his prey and run away.

You were still very insecure at that time, you had just left college and your career wasn't going exactly as you planned, maybe that's why you avoided his gaze so much at the beginning. When your boss and Shanks finally spoke, the redhead made no attempt to hide that he was paying attention solely to you and not the ugly old man who was desperate for a business deal. This obviously infuriated his boss who spilled wine on his clothes claiming to have been an oversight. When you kindly excused yourself to go to the bathroom to resolve the situation your boss's secretary simply whispered that you didn't need to go back to the party, when you looked at him confused he just rolled his eyes and said gruffly “you're out”.

This made you swallow deeply and run to the bathroom, you already had a terrible job even if it was in a renowned place and now you had been fired for attracting the attention of a billionaire who you never even dreamed of being in the same room with?! All you could do was rub your wine-stained shirt as you cried and cursed to the tenth generation of your stupid boss and anyone who worked for him. While you were lost in your own world you were unable to notice Shanks entering the bathroom and looking at you with concern.

That night many things happened, you were fired, humiliated, you received a job offer from Shanks who had one of the most successful industries in the country and you also received a small hope that your professional future could work out. The months went by and at some point you and Shanks were already in this arrangement, you weren't even close to being boyfriends, even though he had never had another partner and even though he had never forbidden you from having one, he hated seeing you with anyone else other than him. Your friends joked that Shanks was your sugar daddy since he always gave you money and gifts, but since he never asked for anything in return, not even sex, it didn't seem like the label for you either.

You were something, besides of course friends, but you weren't very determined to find out. You were afraid of falling in love only to find out that Shanks only saw you as a fuck buddy or worse, finding out that Shanks was in love and you only saw him as a fuck buddy! You had sleepless nights thinking about it but little by little you simply gave up making everything difficult. You loved fucking Shanks and Shanks loved fucking you, there was no reason to try to put feelings in or out of this arrangement, as long as it worked for both of you then it was perfect.

Shanks continued fucking you while you faced the office door with your head resting on his shoulder, you lowered your claws to his arm and continued holding him as if you were going to die without his support. He whispered praises and curses every time you leaned into his lap and made his cock all the way inside you, your own cock was twitching on your stomach, your pants were thrown somewhere and your white shirt was open so at least you wouldn't get your clothes dirty. You needed to come so badly, but Shanks' slow pace didn't give you enough stimulation, if he just let you masturbate you could have gotten there, but he liked torturing you.

“Shanks! Please! I! Oh! Shit!" You moaned choppy, disjointed words as you tried to increase your speed, but Shanks' strong hands kept you right where he wanted you.

“Huh? I didn't hear you boy, say it again” He said breathlessly and gave a light bite to your exposed neck “Say how you want my dick to make you see stars, say how you want to be my good boy and cum so much you'll get dirty both of us, tell me” the redhead’s dirty talk always made your belly twitch and your dick leak more, you were losing control and he was loving taking advantage of it.

“Oh! Shanks! Please! I need… Fuck! Faster!" You moaned louder as you felt him slowly increasing his speed, you were ready to beg again when you heard some knocks on the door and Shanks' electronic warning ringing, alerting you that there was someone at the door wanting a meeting with him. “S-Shanks! Stop! There is somebody!"

You tried to get off of him and give him a few pats so he would get the hint and at least he would give you the chance to hide in the bathroom instead of getting caught by someone while fucking your boss. But Shanks didn't seem to care, he quickly turned the chair, turning towards the door and leaving you facing the glass wall, and instead of slowing down or even letting you go, he simply gave your ass a hard slap as he started thrusting into you like the world was ending. He was moving in and out so fast that you became unable to speak, only letting out desperate screams and moans at the sudden increase in stimulation.

“Shit… Don’t squeeze me so much boy… Come in! Come in quickly Benn, I'm kinda busy” He shouted the last part and you tried again to fight Shanks, only to receive an annoyed growl from him as he took off his own tie and used it to tie your wrists behind your back in a clumsy and quick way, but still firm enough for you to be unable to escape. “Stop running away you brat! You came here to get fucked in my office and now you don’t want anyone to see you?” He smiled mischievously when he saw your embarrassed face and the tears of humiliation that were about to fall.

"Stop!" You sniffled at him and hid your face in his neck, you heard the door opening and you knew that soon Benn, the vice CEO and someone who had as much power as Shanks, would be able to see you bouncing on the redhead's dick like a real whore.

"To stop? But I feel you clenching around my cock…” he chuckled at you and stroked your back gently “You're acting like you hate this… But I see how you look at my men, you perverted boy, I'm sure you'd love it getting fucked by all of us at the same time, right? After all, all that’s going on in that stupid little head of yours is being filled with cock in all your holes, right?” He laughed teasingly and when you just whimpered without responding he finally seemed to get angry, so he grabbed your penis tightly, squeezing its sensitive head. “I asked a fucking question.”

You just screamed, feeling the ecstasy overwhelm you to the point where your vision went black and you felt your whole body go limp, you had just cum in Shanks' hand just from his dirty words and tight grip on his sensitive and neglected dick. You fell against him crying and panting, your dick trembled as it continued to leak some more cum, Shanks simply laughed and stopped fucking you, letting you calm down slowly.

“Did you see that Benn? He simply came when I accused him of wanting to be fucked by all of us” Shanks laughed at that as if it were a joke and you almost forgot that the other man had entered the room, but now you could smell his cigarette and his malicious laugh.

“S-Shanks…” you begged whimpering as you tried to hide against his body, you had no idea what you were asking for, but it was clear that Shanks always knew you and your body much better than you knew yourself.

“Hmmm… I would even let it go this time, but you hid this beautiful spectacle of you cumming, didn’t you feel sorry for Benn? He came here and missed the entire show…” he said a little more gently as he rubbed his nose against your hair “Now I can’t just let you go and leave my friend empty handed… Besides, you didn’t even make me cum… No, No, you were really a bad boy…”

You no longer had the strength to argue or fight against the redhead, he quickly grabbed you and turned you around to face Benn. Now you were a complete and pathetic exposure, Shanks' cock was still thrusting deep into you, your own cock was a little soft, already extremely tired after having an intense orgasm, your abdomen was dirty with your cum and your entire body was dripping with sweat. You had a tired and cloudy look, a face that was drunk but kept begging for more and more.

Shanks smiled and grabbed your face with his hand, squeezing your cheek as he whispered in your ear “Open that mouth wide and stick your tongue out my boy… Give them a good look” you did as he said as he was squeezing her cheeks and forcing your mouth open. You hadn't understood what he was planning, your head too tired and confused to try and guess the man's plans.

It was only when you heard the click and flash of your cell phone that you realized, Benn was in front of you with his own cell phone and had just taken a picture of you practically naked being fucked on your boss's lap. The damage and scandals that a photo like that could cause made you feel sick, but luckily Benn's mischievous smile and his hard penis over his dress pants indicated that his goal wasn't to destroy your life.

“How was it?” Shanks asked the gray-haired man playfully.

“Perfect, you weren't lying when you said that his face when he cum was perfect… Huh, Hongo is going to love this…” He quickly placed his cell phone on Shanks' desk and approached you.

“Now… My brat” Shanks kissed your cheek and smiled against you making your whole body shiver “Why don’t I show you that you belong to me completely to the point where I can do whatever I want with you?” He offered with a smile, “And by ‘whatever you want’ I obviously mean sharing… After all, you’re a good pet and you’re not going to let Benn go so hard, are you?”

You didn't need to answer for the two older men to start smiling, everyone knew you never refused an order from Shanks.

[bluecollarmcandtf]

The New Normal

A week ago, our reality shifted. Every hardened construction worker across the globe threw on his hardhat, leather gloves, and steel-toed boots to march onto the job site, but they didn't put much else on...

It just seemed so normal to them. They all woke up one day and didn't feel any need to dress anymore after donning their tightest underwear. Wearing nothing but undies to work was not out of the ordinary in any way. Everyone knows that construction workers have to work in their underwear.

It's how they beat the heat.

All the workers have embraced the new cliche, exposing their meaty muscles and sweaty body hair to the entire city. The only thing a passing civilian sees is the new stereotype. Everyone is desensitized to the sight of barely clad men lumbering around and sweating all over the machinery.

Most people jeer and catcall the manual laborers. After all, it's completely normal for the blue-collar workers to be the ones getting harassed by others on the street. Construction workers hate when all the businessmen roam the city to whistle and holler gross things their way.

"Hey, brick-pig!" a young executive yells as he passes the sweaty worker, "That tool between your legs seems a bit small. Let me know if you need a real man for the job!"

The hairy laborer turns his head to ignore the comment, but he jumps as a hand pinches his ass.

"Just had to cop a feel," another suit admits with a laugh before sauntering off.

Those white-collar jerks made every day difficult for them, but no one was worse than the gays.

For reasons no construction worker understood, homosexuals completely intimidated them now. It didn't matter how masculine or brawny the laborers were, everyone's legs shook when a twink walked onto the site.

"Hey, daddy," a skinny blonde boy purred, slinking his way towards the biggest worker.

"Hey," the man's gruff voice came out as a nervous whisper. He could barely even meet the twink's big blue eyes.

"Why don't you tell your boss you're done for the day," he sang, fixing his frail palm over the bulge between the man's legs, "You're coming back to my place."

Scared to disagree, the brawny construction worker shuffled away and found the contractor to explain that had to leave. He just couldn't bring himself to stand up to that fruitcake. The boy was obviously gay, but he hoped the kid would let him go after a quick blowjob. Hopefully, the guy wouldn't be too pushy with him.

The rest of the crew averted their eyes and continued their work. They didn't want the homo to call them out too.

It's terrible to constantly have eyes on their bodies; they cringe at all the comments about their fat asses; and they are tired of accidentally ripping their tight underwear when they bend over. The new work uniform is not a favorite for any construction crew, but no one can really imagine dressing another way.

It's the new normal.

[electraslight]

fave bevin headcanons ??? ik u probably have answered this and dgaf but I love them and love hearing ur ideas and opinions they're always so great ☹️❤️‍🔥( im a lurker so I apologize for the lack of interaction !!!!! )

hiii taking a break in my no tumblr run to prosteleytize abt bevin, here are some loose headcannons

-kevin had a running joke going for a bit where he would not let ben out of the car until he gave him a kiss on the cheek aka Kiss Tax especially when people who weren't ben gwen and kevin were also in the car. he thinks the way ben gets mad about it is very funny, but it kind of backfires on him because ben stops getting mad and just does it and now every time he drives ben somewhere he gets a kiss. hes considering making the ride tax something more embarassing, like kissing with tongue.

-kevin sleeps with such a wide berth that he will somehow be on top of someone during any nap, even if the person is sitting feet away. the only one who's ok with being snored and drooled on is ben, because he is constantly cold and appreciates a bro snuggle

-ben and kevin do that scoobly do shit when theyre scared (a la jumping into each others arms n high pitched screaming)

-u may at this point be like 'hey these aren't bevin headcannons this is just them doing mildly gay best friend stuff' and to this i raise u this: i feel like, if ben and kevin were to ever aknowlege their feelings for each other, they wouldn't be the type of ppl to 'date'. theyre kind of beyond dating at this point, arent they? their relationship isnt really defined by human terms, as theyre both distanced from a lot of human social norms (kind of teetering on the brink of human and alien) and also theyve been through so much shit it would be weird to suddenly go through the human rituals of 'hold hands and go to resturants and introduce him to the parents blah blah blah'. they're more than that, and the way they go about being in love is kind of the same way they're friends, still joined at the hip and ragging on each other, still getting into fights and willing to kill and die for each other. its like being best friends and being 30 year married people at once. theyre sure theres some alien word for it, but they dont really care. ben is kevins and kevin is bens, and thats how they roll. and they make out with tongue. duh.

(clarifying for ppl w no reading comprehension: they are in gay homo love but they dont put labels like 'boyfriend' or 'dating' on it bc once youve held another boys hand and made the choice to destroy your body to save him twice + your lover learned what it meant to be a hero from u and you are a symbol of hope for him and he is for u you cant really just be like 'heres my bae' now can you. relationship anarchy win.)

[wisedelusionalmarshmallow]

@rosekillermicrofic, September 7th - Morning, T, Word Count - 562

CW: unconsensual drug use

Evan had never felt more relieved than the moment that he sat his bookbag down by his bed tonight. Finally, he was in his dorm. All he wants to do right now is fall asleep and not wake up until Sunday afternoon.

He looks across the room, and his best friend is lying on his stomach on his bed. Evan makes his way over, stepping over some discarded clothing that he can only guess is from today.

Once he reaches Barty’s bed, he sees that he’s lying there with his face buried in his pillows, his uniform shirt unbuttoned all the way down. When Evan looks closer, he can tell Barty’s not sleeping, but he’s not moving that much either. He hesitantly brings a hand forward to shake Barty’s shoulder slightly, and that seems to scare the other boy. Barty practically jumps out of his skin and looks to Evan, his eyes red and pupils dilated.

Evan holds back his laugh. "You, uh, okay there?”

His friend sits up on his bed, rubbing his head. “I was—you know how I’m taking like... next level charms?”

God, he is so far gone right now. Evan continues to stifle his laughter and schools his face to something neutral. He nods in response to Barty’s explanation...? If he gets there.

"Well, it's with Gryffindor, right? So… um, what’s his name? Flitwick! Um, he partnered me with the one that Reg has a crush on.”

“Potter?”

“Him. And when we met up at the library to work, he gave—no no, his friend gave me a cookie. Really good cookie. Like, not warm, but it still was—like chewy, but not raw. Like…just a really good cookie.”

“It was an edible?” Evan guesses, seeing Barty’s current state.

“Fuck yeah, man, my head hurts so bad right now.” Barty shoves his face into his pillows again. The first chuckle falls from Evan’s lips, “Trying to get some sleep? Or just trying to block out noise?”

“Sleep would be nice, but I’m not getting anywhere.”

“Is there any way I can help? Or are you on your own for this one?”

He looks up from the pillows again and surveys Evan’s face. “I feel like a weighted blanket would help... or it might just make everything worse. Like, I might feel more grounded, or I might feel like my soul’s trying to escape the cotton prison I’ve trapped it in.”

The high paranoia is setting in, lovely. “This might sound odd, but what if I stayed here with you?” Barry furrows his brows after hearing Evan’s suggestion. So he tries to clarify, “Like, it would keep you grounded because it’s another person, but it wouldn’t feel like your 'soul’s being trapped' because there wouldn’t be anything on top of you, just beside you.”

“Cuddling?” Barty asks, a nearly pitiful expression on his face.

Evan nods. “You might actually make it to the morning that way.”

After another moment of contemplation, Barty nods. Evan sheds his robe, sweater, and school pants, leaving him in his boxers and his tank top when he slides in behind Barty. 

Surprisingly, it doesn’t feel weird. Evan’s never been a physical contact kind of person, but he doesn’t feel awkward at all. But then Barty’s paranoia sets in again, and he turns to face Evan. “No homo, right?”

He huffs out a laugh. “No homo Bee.”

[pav-in-hsr-help]

▓▒░ "𝗪𝗮𝗶𝘁… 𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗶𝘀𝗻'𝘁 𝗠𝘂𝗺𝗯𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗮𝗻… 𝗕𝗵𝗮𝗶, 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗵𝗲𝗹𝗹 𝗮𝗺 𝗜???" ░▒▓

"Anyways... Let's do this one last time? My name is Pavitr Prabhakar! And for the last 6 months I've been the one and only spiderman of Mumbattan... I'm not sure how to get back though... seems like my watch has malfunctioned yaar..."

not affiliated with Sony Animations or Hoyoverse!!!

Right after yet another easy mission, Pavitr was ready to get back home to his Maya auntie for a nice relaxing cup of chai. Maybe he'd even call his girlfriend to geek off for a bit... His dimension was falling apart. All he could do was make the most of the little time he had left with his loved ones.

He tapped a few buttons on his watch, opening a portal in front of himself and hopped in.

This was not the coordinates he entered into his watch. He found himself stuck in a large... luxury hotel.

No never ending city of towering buldings, no bright, eyecatching colours, no familiar faces. This was not mumbattan.

Lyla, Miguel's holographic AI assistant, popped up. "Uh oh. Seems like an error occured while you were making the jump, bud. We're still trying to figure out what went wrong"

"What?? Wait can I not just make another jump?"

"No. I don't know how this happened, but you've jumped to a universe outside the spiderverse."

"How is that possible???? Can you make sure auntie and Gayatri are doing okay..?"

"Woahhhhh, take it easy. Me and Miguel will figure it out, okay? Just sit tight. Communications have not cut off, luckily, so keep in touch."

▓▒░ 𝗥𝘂𝗹𝗲𝘀 & 𝗜𝗻𝗳𝗼 ░▒▓

No NSFW

No racism, ableism, homo/transphobia, etc.

(( )) for OOC

I'm fine with any ships including OCs as long as they are.... normal (no incest, minors, animals, you get it)

I have no life so I'll usually be responding quick as long as I'm not asleep

▓▒░ 𝗠𝗼𝗱 𝗦𝘁𝘂𝗳𝗳 ░▒▓

You can call me snekkey :)

He/him

Don't be scared to talk to me!!! I'm literally the most easy going person out there!!

This is a silly little idea I had in my head that I got a littleee too silly about, but here you go!

dividers by @/cafekitsune!!!

[kakapim]

I just finished the Kyubei arc in Gintama and honestly? This was incredibly advanced for its time.

No seriously, imagine telling teenage boys (Shonen jumps target audience) "love is love" and "who cares abt gender" way back in 2007?

Now, there are definetly some things that haven't aged well in the show (erm... the Zura cross dressing episode) but despite that, in these "arcs" the anime is surprisingly positive abt gncs.

Like, in both times, it's clear the message portrayed is "Who cares about gender and how you present yourself? Just be a good person" and "Don't feel ashamed by yourself and others"

Ik people might think that Kyubei seems like the classic trope "girl who was forced to be a boy and then just became a normal girl after conflict" but I was surprised by how they didn't do that.

They let them become the Secret Third Thing and it's so nice to see. This might have disappointed ppl who were expecting them to be transmasc, but I think the gender fuckery is good on it's own.

No seriously. When Gintoki and Shinpachi say "An attraction that goes beyond gender you say, I don't give a damn, fool" I was like, scared they were going to say something homo/transphobic but surprisingly Gintoki followed up with "anyone who makes their partner cry is a jerk!" Which is so??? This episode is so good, and this is the exactly the point of it.

Kyubei wasn't wrong for not being a boy or girl. Kyubei and wasn't wrong for being afab and falling in love with a woman. The reason Kyubei was wrong was because they put their feelings above hers.

And- to seal it off with a golden key, they let Kyubei and Tae reconcilliate, instead of giving them a cruel fate like most authors do with queer characters 😭

This is why people say Gintama is peak anime, cause frankly, it really is.

(Also bonus: on this arcs ending, all male characters are shown barechested, and Kyubei is included in that (with bandages like a binder)! It's cool how the anime staff decided to respect the character like that.)

Update: (this post was originally from april 18, it is not may 6). I watched the next episode that Kyubei appears in and as you could probably guess, I am quite disappointed 😑. Boy that sure was a downgrade. Like yeah I get Gintama makes a lot of "men are gross" jokes and this is a product of its time, but the last arc was so good this was kinda upsetting :/ oh well.

[lonelychicago]

not me coming across this girl i used to have this homo erotic relationship with in hs before she cut me off and made me want to die on tik tok. "we think you might know this person." YEAH WELL I WISH I FUCKING DIDNT JFC TIK TOK. what a jump scare

[aaakikoo]

HIS SAFE SPACE

paring -> bakugou katsuki x f! reader

an -> i dont really write stuff, but i decided that I want to write this so let’s see how far this blog will go. English isn’t my first language so please correct my spelling or grammar mistakes ! :)

another an -> sorry if it’s long and unnecessarily detailed.

summary -> bakugou finds you as his safe space, he promise he won’t let you go. but what if his family don’t really like you?

warnings -> cussing, down talking, tell me if I missed any!

series m.list - pt.1

“get it off!” you screamed loudly while jumping around in your best friends dorm, you were peacefully doing your homework with Bakugou in his dorm before he spotted a cockroach.

“There! i got it off.” he exhaled before he picked it up and set it out his balcony. “get your ass back to work.” he ordered you, and you obeyed, he was helping you with your math homework.

“Yessir!” you happily and peacefully sat down back in your seat.

“You finally got it right,” he gave you a clap on your back. “Thanks for helping me today. I really appreciate it, kats.” you smiled as you packed away your books, “no problem, but stop calling me kats.” He angrily yelled back at you while walking to his closet. “It’s so cute though.” Kats was a nickname you gave him back in your first year in u.a.

“W-what are you doing?” You asked when you suddenly turned to him and saw his taking off his uniform shirt. “Getting ready for bed? Not like you haven’t taken care of those scares on my back before.” He stated back while being completely calm, while you on the other hand, turned away from him and placed your books and notes in your backpack.

“whatever, I’m going back to my dorm.” You said shyly. “Wait. Y/n.” He stopped you before you stood up from your seat. “How do you really feel about me?” That was an out of pocket question, “um? I think of you as my best friend, you’re grumpy but you’re very caring.” You stated back while looking away from him.

“I see.” He told you while he walked to his bed and sat on it. “Why are you asking? How do you feel about me then.” You asked back now curiously, “I think you’re hardworking and respectful, and extremely beautiful.” He spat back almost not thinking about his words.

“B-beautiful?” You stuttered back.

“Yeah, anyone with a pair of fucking eyes can see.” He said, and you definitely didn’t miss the red on his cheeks, “thank you. i think you’re..” you stopped thinking thoughtfully about your words, “you’re also very..good looking.” you were clenching on your bag straps, “only good looking? babes I’m fucking hot.” he was getting too full of himself so you decided to walk out before you say anything stupid.

“Thanks for helping me kats, see ya tomorrow.”

“BAKUGOU! WAIT FOR US PLEASE!” denki and mina were chasing after the blond begging him to give them the homework answers because they forgot to their own homework, too busy hanging out at some ramen place.

“Fuck off, ain’t giving y’all shit.” He brushed Kaminari off his shoulder, “Bakugou pleaaaasee!!” Mina stood now in front of him and giving him puppy eyes, “I’ll give you 1440¥ / 10$” Kaminari offered, Bakugou knew those two losers weren’t getting off his back and he might as well take the money.

“Hurry your asses to class.”

“Alright I’ll help you two one by one, Kaminari you’re the bigger problem, so you go first, what’s your problem?” Bakugou sat in his chair while he other blond friend sat in front him showing him the questions he struggled to understand, “correct. Now do task 120.” Bakugou pointed in the textbooks as Kaminari continued on writing down, “no, that’s not how you solve it.” Bakugou face palmed himself for the 5th time, “correct, now the last task, dunce face.” Bakugou exhaled, “thank you bro, I really love you, no homo.” Denki made a kissing face towards his explosive friend before handing him the money he promised him, now it was Mina’s turn, she was a half a problem. Kaminari walked out leaving the two of them alone.

“No you dummy, That’s not how you do it.” Bakugou flicked minas forehead as she sat in Kaminaris previous seat trying to solve the math problem, “here give me your eraser.” Bakugou tried to grab the eraser from between her fingers before someone walked in.

“Hi y/n!” Mina exclaimed, this was an awkward moments Bakugou and minas fingers tangled together.

“hi Mina.” You said slowly before you walked to your seat and placed your bag, you didn’t even glance at Bakugou which was something extremely unusual.

“Did you two get into another fight.” Mina asked before she pulled her finger away from bakugou’s, bakugou knew he didn’t do anything wrong at all, but he still couldn’t look at you for some reason, “no we didn’t actually. I’m going to the canteen with kiri now, want something?” You asked your pink haired friend and when she shook her head no, you walked out again. Mina continued with her talking, but Bakugou couldn’t focus on anything she was saying, he only cared about the fact that his best friends name rolled off your tongue so easily, you even called him by his nickname, katsuki really thought he was special when you gave him his own nickname.

Aizawa ended todays lesson, and students were packing and heading to the dorms, you were putting your pencil case in place before your best friend appeared in front of you.

“Y/n. Come with me.” It was Bakugou. He grabbed to your hand and took you to the rooftop. “Katsuki! What is it?” You stopped running once the two of you were at the very top, you pulled your hand away from him.

“Y/n, listen this might sound very selfish, but…” he stopped picking his words, his back facing you because he was too embarrassed of the shit he is about to say, “but?” You asked, not so patiently, “but I want you to look at me, and only me.” He said quickly before he tuned to face you. Your face beginning to heat up.

“W-what? What do you mean?” You asked while you could feel your face burning up, “let me be your boyfriend goddamn.” He said in a low and soft voice.

“I’ve been looking at you since the one time you risked your hero career to save me in our first year. You are always on my goddamn mind. Always so hardworking, strong, and so goddamn gorgeous, I love everything about you and those stupid nicknames you give me, and I don’t want you looking at anyone else but me.” He confessed in one long breath, you could see that this confession took a lot of courage from him. He stood there patiently waiting for your replay.

“Katsuki I— I feel the same about you.” He could swear that he could feel his heart drop, he has been in love with you for the past three years here in u.a, and he doesn’t believe that you feel the same about him.

KATS <3 [ are you coming soon? ]

YOU [ BE PATIENT 🤨 ]

KATS <3 [ HURRY BEFORE THE FOOD GETS COLD ]

YOU [ alr alr 🫡 ]

five days after Bakugou’s confession to you, you were sitting in your room at your parents house, it was the weekend and Bakugou had invited you on a date to his family home to have dinner with him, at first you couldn’t believe that he had been interested in you for this time, but now you were putting last touches on your make up, before you grabbed your purse and walked downstairs to the door.

“you are all grown up y/n.” Your mom yelled from behind as you walked closer and closer to the door, “you’ve gotten prettier too.” She rested her arms on her hips.

“thank you mom, wish me luck, I’ll be back by the evening.” You simply stated before you walked out the door and headed towards katsukis family home.

“Finally, took you long enough.” He began scolding you, while he was doing that he helped you inside.

“Your parents house is really pretty katsuki.” You exclaimed, “yeah, cmere.” He grabbed your and and pulled you towards the kitchen, “sit down.” He ordered, you obeyed.

“Here’s your plate.” He handed you the portion of food before he sat himself beside you on the counter top, the two of you spent what seemed like forever on this tiny portion of food, but you were happy together sharing laughs and smiles, you of course couldn’t go a day without teasing bakugou. When you finished the food you got up and started helping Bakugou with doing the dishes. “You don’t need to help, it’s a few plates, can get em done in a minute, besides you’re my guest today.” He said while washing the dishes, “but katsuki, im not just a guest I’m your girlfriend.” You turned away from him while crossing your arms, “yeah yeah, whatever just go sit on the couch or something.” You thought that he had a point and sat yourself down on the nearest couch, few minutes later and he still wasn’t done washing, “katsuki! Are you sure you don’t want help.” You yelled at him so he could hear you clearly, “im almost done.” You were too lazy to fight back at this point.

You sat peacefully for another three minutes on your phone waiting for your boyfriend to hurry his ass to you, but then you heard shuffling down the stairs, a woman with blond spiky hair and a pair of crimson red eyes just like your boyfriends, you stood up quickly out of respect as you figured out that it was his mother. She walked towards you and eyed what was going on quickly.

“Hello there, is she your friend katsuki?” She asked her son who was drying his hands. “Girlfriend actually.” He finished drying his hands and walked towards you. “Hello, I’m mitski, this brats mom.” She gave you a little friendly smile, “hello ma’am, I’m y/n, nice to meet you.” You told her with a bigger smile than the one she gave you. Though you could tell she didn’t exactly get the best impression of you as you were sitting on your phone while her son was doing the dishes.

“You’re gonna scare her off, hag.” Katsuki yelled at his mom as he sat down in your previous seat on the couch. “Be respectful kid, have fun or whatever.” His mom finally said before walking off leaving the two of you alone. You stood there silently, not really knowing what to say or do.

Though from katsuki’s point of view this was unusual, because everytime he brings a girl home for a project his mom would be freaking out with excitement and asking trillion of questions to the girls who didn’t really show interest in Bakugou and neither did he, so why did she not react the same towards you. you figured that you had to give her a better impression of you while you had the chance. Bakugou pulled you down beside him on the couch breaking you out if your thoughts.

“what do we watch?”

It’s been 4 hours since you arrived at your boyfriends house, and it was getting late. “I think I should go home kats.” You whined while trying to break out of his arms, “it’s late, you sure you don’t wanna stay over?” He said while letting you go and turning off the TV. “Nah it’s okay, we’ll see each other tomorrow.” You smiled at him while rubbing his cheek, you stood up and walked to the entrance of the house, soon after he followed you. Helping you in your coat.

“I’ll see you tomorrow, okay?” You smiled at him as you opened the door, “aye the fuck you think you’re going. It’s 10pm you think I’ll let you walk alone.”

“Thanks for walking me home, I’ll see you tomorrow okay?” You smiled at him while squeezing his hand a little bit, “alright good night.” He slowly bent down to kiss your forehead, “night kats.”

The second he opened the door to his house he saw his mom standing in the kitchen, “hey.” He said slowly while taking off his jacket and shoes.

“katsuki, are you sure about her,?” His mom asked him, he could feel that she chose her words carefully. “What do you mean.” He said as he walked closer to the kitchen counter. “I mean, what kind of girlfriend is she, if she sits on her phone as if it was her own house while her new boyfriend is washing the dishes?” Mitski asked her son while frowning. “I was the one who confessed to her and asked her to come over for dinner, in addition I was the one who told her to sit down, in fact she asked me if I needed help.” He stated carefully trying not to start an argument with his mom late at night.

“whatever katsuki, I’m just worried about you.” She said while exhaling, “no need, night.” And just like that, the blond teen was off to his room.

“Ahhhhh!!! I can’t believe this is the last time we are going to be together!!” Mina yelled while crying her eyes out.

“Alright alright there, calm down.” Thanks to Kirishima he picked her up before she fell on the floor, again, crying.

“Not to mention, these three years here at u.a flew by.” Midoriya smiled while looking at everyone. Since the first year, he was considered the class leader even though class reps aka, Iida and Yaoyorozu were right there, it’s just that many considered him as their leader. “It sure did.” You answered back while smiling out the window.

“That doesn’t mean we have to separate! We are still a big family!” Kaminari jumped excitedly, trying to change the vibe that was taking over. “Course not, we still have our group chat. And we can hang whenever.” Sero said while trying to bring his energetic friend back to earth.

“Alright Mina. That’s enough. Let’s get you a tissue.” Kirishima exhaled while bringing the pink hero along with him. “There is definitely something with these two.” Uraraka snickered to you. “You think so?”

“Mr. Aizawaaaaa!!! I’m going to miss you sooooo much!” Mineta held onto the older man’s leg, while Todoroki respectfully bowed at him, thanking him for being a good father figure for him.

Class 3-A, had just finished their graduation ceremony, and everyone was now ready to start their own lives, “take care mr. Aizawa.” Kirishima smiled gently, while dragging Mina once again so she doesn’t start balling again.

“Take care everyone!” Aizawa yelled at his, now graduated class. Man, he was proud.

“Where do you think you’re going?” You felt suddenly a bigger hand grab your wrist, “oh! Katsuki. I was going home. Where else?” You questioned him. “You think I’m just gonna let you go home after we just graduated?” He smirked, “let’s drop our bags at my place and go.” He said while running with his hand in yours. “You can just say that you’re taking me on a date, idiot.” You laughed. “Shut up.”

“Here give me your shit, I’ll put it in my room, wait here.” Bakugou took your bag from your hands and ran upstairs to his bedroom. While you stood awkwardly at the entrance.

You were laughing at some stupid cat video on your phone, and you didn’t notice the figure standing in front of you. “I’m sorry. It’s been a while Mrs. Bakugou.” You shamefully put away your phone and turned your attention to her. “Well, nice of you to notice. How is my son with you?” She asked while grabbing a drink from the fridge. “It’s going well ma’am. As you know we just graduated and our life is just starting.” You smiled at her, she returned the smile but you could feel that your answer didn’t really satisfy her. “Y/n, let’s go—hi mom.” Katsuki said quickly while running down the stairs, “careful son, don’t want you tripping down the stairs, your girlfriend can wait a few seconds.” She said while looking at her son.

it was a fact, but the way she stated it hit you quite hard, but you didn’t want to make trouble so you went along, “your mom is right kats, we have all day, don’t rush okay?” You said before he could respond. “Yeah, sure. Whatever, I’ll be off.” Bakugou put his shoes on and took your hand and ran out.

“It was so much fun. Thank you katsuki. Really, thank you.” You thanked the blond while walking hand in hand with him.

“I thought it would be nice to spend some time together, because you know, it’s all starting now and we wouldn’t be as free, as we are now.” He smiled at you, and you returned the smile back.

“Thanks for this duck, I’ll treasure him.” You looked down at the yellow stuffed animal he got you. “Him?” He asked, “yes him! He’s my son.” You laughed, “your son? What are you? A kid?” He asked you while laughing, “that’s right, and you’re not the father!” You let go of his hand and started running. “Hey!”

After a few meters of running, he finally caught up to you, “hey y/n.” He said slowly, “hm??” You hummed back. “Don’t think about my mother, and what she said and—“. “Don’t worry about it, I’m not mad and I’ve already forgot about it.” You smiled at him, but he was not buying the bullshit you’re giving him. But a part of him decided to let it go this time. “Alright, if there is anyone who bothers you, weather my mom or not, I’ll make sure they don’t see the light again.” You laughed at that statement.

“Do you think they’ll approve of us?” Katsuki asked while his hand was in yours, you both were at the entrance of your family home. You were going to tell your parents about dating katsuki, and he was going to ask for their permission to let you live with him.

“Of course, kats. Don’t worry about it.” You said while quickly giving him a kiss one his cheek. “Cmon let’s enter.”

You opened the door and stepped inside, still hand in hand with your boyfriend.

“Mom! Dad! We are here.” You said while taking off your shoes and walking inside.

“Hello, young man.” Your dad walked up to Bakugou, you quickly gave your boyfriend a sweet smile, assuring him that it’ll be okay while walking away to sit on the couch. “Good after noon, sir. My name is Katsuki Bakugou.” Your dad took out his hand to shake bakugous. Your boyfriend was thanking god that his hands weren’t sweaty.

“Have a seat, dear.” Your mom told the explosive blond who was frozen at the entrance of your door. “Yes, thank you.” He respectfully said while walking and sitting next to you on the couch. Shortly after, your parents followed and sat on the couch in front.

Your mom sat down a few snacks before she took a seat next to your father.

“Mom, dad. This is my boyfriend. As he said, his name is Bakugou Katsuki. We’ve been dating for a little while now, and he’s really sweet to me.” You stated that as if it was the most causal statement, while the blond next to you was slightly shaking. “Bakugou Katsuki? Haven’t you won every sport festival your school arranged.” Your dad asked, while leaning a little bit forward. “That’s correct, sir.” Bakugou answered with a smile.

“What’s your quirk again?” Your dad leaned back, crossing his legs, and asking again. “Explosion, sir.” Bakugou answered while taking his palm out, letting little explosions escape his palm. “Wow, interesting.” Your dad said with a smirk. “Don’t mind him, he’s really interested in quirks.” You laughed to ease your dads pressure on your already nervous boyfriend. “Son, what do you see in my daughter.” Your father asked him while wrapping his right arm around your mom.

“In my eyes, y/n is the prettiest, smartest, and strongest girl I’ve ever seen. I really like her because she is strong willed and friendly to everyone. She is a true inspiration, even to me. And I would like to date your precious daughter with marriage in mind.” Katsuki spoke while locking eye contact with your father. Your dad simply let out a little laugh. “Alright son. I’ll leave this troublesome girl to you.” Your dad said while smiling. “Hey!” You yelled. “We still have another thing that we want to discuss with you.” You spoke softly while looking at your boyfriend, who looks like he had calmed down a little bit. “We want to ask if—“ you were cut off. “Sir, ma’am. We would like to ask you if you would let y/n move in with me.” Katsuki said with all of seriousness. “And I promise to protect her and keep her happy.” You looked at him, genuinely shocked, you never thought he would say such stuff about you. “Wonderful! A girl like my daughter could dream of dating and moving in with someone like you Bakugou!” Your mom exclaimed while clapping her hands together. “We approve, but if anything happens to y/n, I will make you pay, kid.” Your father looked at him. “Of course, sir.” Bakugou finally said exhaling.

“Alright how about we continue this around the dinner table?” Your mom said happily.

- - -

“Y/N! My sweet daughter..even after you move out please always visit us okay?” Your mom cried while holding your hands together in her owns. “Of course ma, don’t worry about it. You’ll never miss me.” You told her while hoping it would calm her down.

“Bakugou, take care of my daughter. I’ll leave her to you, always make sure that she’s happy.” Your dad said as he pulled out his hand to shake Bakugou’s, “of course sir, you’ll never see or hear her complaining about anything.” Your boyfriend said as he took your fathers hand and shook it.

“Okay mom, dad we’ll be leaving now. Bye bye!” You said as you grabbed your boyfriend by the arm and walked out the door.

“I can’t believe it went well, honestly went better than I have expected.” Your boyfriend spoke as you noticed that he has calmed down.

“In my eyes, y/n is the prettiest, smartest, and stronges—“ “shut the hell up.”

“Alright place it right there.” You said as you sat on your and your boyfriends new bought couch. “How about you get your lazy ass up and help me?” Katsuki asked as you snickered at his question.

Your boyfriend had bought a fresh new house for the two of you, when he said he wanted to move in with you, you truly thought of an apartment and not a whole house, but that meant that he was so serious about you.

“Alright alright I’ll get up.” You said as you jumped from the couch and out to the front yard, you were getting your last few packed boxes from the moving van that your parents rent out do the two of you.

“I still can’t believe you bought a whole house.” You said as you walked upstairs with your skincare and make up boxes in your hands. “Obviously dumbass, I have no time to lose between moving from an apartment to a house.” Your boyfriend spoke harshly as he unpacked kitchen supplies. “Alright calm down.”

The house was huge, with both front and backyard, two story house with balcony on each story, a large kitchen and living area, 2 bedrooms with a bathroom in each, a walking closet in the master bedroom and a bathroom on the first story for guests, and on top of all that it had large windows and fences. But what you truly liked was the beautiful front yard.

Your boyfriend decided to give you the bathroom and the walking closet in the master bedroom, after you begged him for ages and then threaten him by telling your dad. For him, he decided he’ll just put a normal closet in the bedroom.

You spent a few minutes unpacking your skin care and make up products, and headed out again to get the last few stuff.

“Alright babe. I’m done with the kitchen, how does it look?” Your boyfriend stopped you from going out again, he made it so perfect, everything was in place, from supplies to containers to seasonings, he even put a vase with roses on the counter for you.

“Looks lovely, thank you kats.” You said as you pecked his left cheek sweetly.

And after a total of 3 days, 7 hours, 50 minutes and 45 seconds, the unpacking of your and your boyfriends house was completed. Everything was perfect, clothing, decor, products, furniture, carpets, dinning tables, and the advanced security system of the house was completed.

“Ah! Finally I’m super tired!” You said as you stretched your whole body on the couch, “at least we’re done now. And it’s time to get back to normal life.” Your boyfriend said from the kitchen, “where did you even get the money for all of this?” You asked as he shot you glare, “my life savings for 19 years. Plus my parents support.” He laughed at the last part. “Make sure to thank your parents for renting out the van and the new tv.” He told you as he ran upstairs, your parents liked your boyfriend so much that they bought the two of you a brand new expensive tv, you smiled to yourself as you closed your eyes, and drifted to sleep on the couch for a couple of hours.

“Hey you idiot! Wake up” your boyfriend poked your cheek, “wake up” and poked it again, and again.

“What? What time is it?” You said as you got up from the couch, “it’s 7pm you’ve been sleeping for 4 hours, when you said you were tired I didn’t know you were that tired.” He laughed at the end, “shut the hell up.”

It’s been three years since you and Bakugou moved, a lot had changed since the first day and right now.

You two were 22 year olds living in a large expensive house together, he had almost reached his goals on being the number one hero, he is currently Japan’s number two pro-hero, known to the public as dynamite. Your boyfriend was known as this strong hot headed hero that a lot of girls were fan-girling over.

You worked in the same agency as your boyfriend but in a different department, you were in charge of the tracking team, as in tracking villains and their main bases, you were also in charge of the medical team.

So both you and your boyfriend were pretty busy, but that didn’t matter, because whenever you and Katsuki would have spare time, the two of you wouldn’t waste a second of it.

Katsuki’s routine was that he would get up early in the morning and come home around 7-8pm depending wether he has patrols or not, while you would have work midday at 11-12 and come home around 9pm, and that excludes special occasions.

The two of you lived a perfect life but something was off, and that was exactly that you never really got along with your boyfriends mother.

Everytime either Bakugou’s parents would come over or you would visit them, she would always have something to complain about. Wether it’s your outfits, how you smell, how you behave or talk, cook or treat her beloved son.

You don’t know the reason why, but you wouldn’t really believe that it was because of the poor first impression you gave her, or if she only catches you on the worst moments.

When you cooked dinner for your boyfriends family Mitsuki complained that it was too spicy or too salty, or if you bring them flowers she would say that she doesn’t like the Color or the smell or the flowers, moral of the story, you would never satisfy her.

And those would only be the comments around your boyfriend and Masaru, while when it’s only between the two of you she would tell you things that truly hurt, such as, “he should have chosen someone else” or “women are throwing themselves on him right and left and he chose you.” Or even “I don’t know what he sees in you.”

But you had to tolerate the things she says so you don’t ruin the relationship between katsuki and his mom. Though he always stands up for you whenever she makes small comments, in his point of you, he thinks that she has grown comfortable with you to show you her true Color’s, but that wasn’t truly the case here.

Back to present, today was your day off and what makes it even more exciting is that your boyfriend is getting early off work.

You were upstairs in your bedroom brushing your hair when you heard your phone ring.

“Hey kats? Where are you?” You said sweetly as you put the hair brush down, “come outside.” Bakugou said as he quickly hung up. You did like you were told, grabbing your phone and wallet and going downstairs, you locked the door behind you and headed towards your boyfriends car, “hey! I didn’t get to see this morning.” You said your quickly wrapped your arms around his slander waist, “hey babe, get in the car.” Katsuki said as he opened the door for you and walked to his own side of the car.

“Where we going?” You asked as you fastened your seatbelt, “to the park.” He said simply and started driving. Katsuki remained silent while you went on how your day off was so relaxing, he loves listening to you after all.

When the two of you arrived to the public park, katsuki took your hands in his and started walking with you inside, you both had a special place here, and it’s usually at the very back of the park, they usually had your favourite flowers there.

“What’s the reason of you being such a sweetheart today, hm?” You joked while poking his cheek with your index finger, “do you want me to be an ass or something?” He said as he removed your finger off his face, you both sat down on a bench, sitting close while his left arm is around your shoulder, “maybe? What kind of ass?” You asked, katsuki hated whenever you made those type of dry ass jokes, “shut up, woman.” He huffed, “where do you think we’ll be in the future.” Bakugou asked after a Monet of silence.

“Hmmm, maybe I’ll get a cat.” You tired to sneak your way out of this deep conversation, Bakugou threw his head back then glared at you, “I’m serious, like in three years or so.”

“I hope we’ll be married, with a cat,” you laughed for a second, “probably the same house cause I’ll never want to move out of it. And I hope we can become better hero’s.” You said as you leaned on his shoulder. “Y/n.” Bakugou said as he stood up from the bench, he stood in front of you and slowly bent down to his knees.

Suddenly, the winds were blowing softly, and there was nobody around, only the two of you, dressed up so nicely at this time of the day, the sunset looked so beautiful as he pulled out a little red box, and opened it slowly in front you, revealing the most gorgeous silver Dimond ring you had ever seen, placed so nicely behind a plain silver ring.

“Katsuki—don’t tell me.” Your tongue was so twisted right now, “cmon you idiot, you know what I am going to say and don’t make me say it,” he said as he smiled sweetly at you, “I think you’re going to have to sacrifice your ego for this katsuki.” You said smugly.

“Fine.” He simply said, “marry me y/n, let me be your first, and hopefully last husband. I promise I’ll do my best to make you happy.” He confessed, those words were probably the sweetest words you’ve heard come out of this man’s mouth, you didn’t replay for a split second before handing him your left hand, he rose up half way and pulled out your ring and placed it slowly around your left ring finger, before you did the same to him.

“Promise me that you’re going to get me a cat?” You asked him while he now had his arms wrapped around you, “as many as you like.” Katsuki said before he pressed his lips to your for a second and pulling away.

That night you both slept like babies, and ended up late for work the next day.

[bilbobagginsomebabez]

i tend to replace fear with anger so i feel insane about how scared people are of cultural diversity when it's the the technology that's going to save us all.

cultural traditions are in and of themselves a technology to cultivate the skills and values needed to meet the group's physical needs and maintain social cohesion. it's a type of accumulated knowledge, we do x thing for x reason. for example, the old testament says not to mix linen and wool not because of the moral paradigm but because it sucks ass, doesn't really work, and counteracts the benefits of each type of fabric. the heat retention and stretch of wool ❌❌ the breathability and durable, non-stretchy nature of linen. you also probably don't want to get caught outside in a partially wool garment in an arid region. keep it on and overheat and die, or take it off, dehydrate, and die anyway but also burn your skin off in the process. unpleasant results no matter what. so just don't.

the inuit teach incredible anger management skills and consider it deeply humiliating and childish to lose your temper. because they live in remote places in small dwellings and need to get along. it is a requirement to keep the peace when it's like -60 degrees out and nobody can physically leave or stray far from the fire and warmth of other bodies or they will straight up fucking die.

celtic folklore tells of kelpies, who lurk in pools and will lure you with promises of adventure before dragging you down into the depths (don't swim in pools you aren't familiar with or you will drown.) my grandma taught me to bribe the house fairies with notes and soft pieces of cloth left in nooks and crannies when you've lost something (go pay specific attention to places you usually ignore.)

the haudenosaunee (iroquois) seventh generation principle teaches environmental awareness by requiring that you protect the next seven generations of all your kin, every member of the system, animal(humans are included here) and plant alike.

the knowledge you have, the language you learned it in, and the terms and the connotations that were used to explain it all direct paths of thought and imagination that a person has. if you live in a culture that hates and fears insects, bugs are introduced to you in hostile language, conceptualized for you as pests and interlopers, and you're told that the right thing to do is get rid of them. the word "bug" is itself hostile-- "don't bug me." you have to personally really fucking love bugs to see beyond that framework and the social stigma attracted by violating it to become an entomologist. the culture that does not hate and fear insects has many more entomologists. the culture that loves them has more entomologists than anybody else. the culture that has more entomologists has a better understanding of ecosystems, and will accumulate a more comprehensive body of ecological knowledge over time. i'm using insects here as a stand-in for gross or alien aspects of the natural world and by extension the concept that the animal homo sapiens is superior to and can be separated from nature. which is a stupid ass concept that fucked western/european ecological thought from the jump.

that accumulated body of knowledge will influence other types of thought, particularly how you think of and understand systems. a vast body of ecological knowledge lends itself to understanding that a top-heavy system is unstable, that systems thrive on diversity and redundancy, that there are many ways to accomplish the same task and it's more likely the goal will be accomplished with various methods in play. you need bees and wasps and mosquitos to pollinate your plants. bees will ignore a plant that a wasp loves. the lives of both are purposeful, necessary. ecological thought tends to breed egalitarian imagination, and this is the soil from which the Seventh Generation Principle comes from. american indigenous nations do not have magic nature powers, they are descendants and inheritors of cultures that cultivated more comprehensive ecological knowledge than europeans did. much requires rebuilding, but the base assumptions of their ecological (and political) knowledge systems are not fundamentally fucked. so we should listen. landback

culture is cultivation, and cultivation bears fruit. the same way that negative attributes (kyriarchy, racism, homophobia, sexism) can be cultivated, positive attributes (anger management skills, ecological knowledge) can be cultivated, too. and here's the best fucking part, the most human of technologies: we can learn them from each other.

we can learn from each other!

we can learn how the inuit teach their children anger management and practice those skills ourselves. we can learn each other's little tricks for finding lost objects. we can learn the ecological principles that structure the Seventh Generation Principle. we can use this knowledge to change how we understand and imagine all our systems, to respect each other better, to never change a puzzle piece but recognize its curves and where they fit. to love the colors needed to make a beautiful and complex tapestry.

it's all right here. not at the tip of our fingers but already in our grasp! and it takes nothing but respect for the necessity of diversity. that others know things you don't, and that is a profoundly joyful thing.

[your-old-sins-tournament]

12 YEAR OLD OCS; SIDE A

Ash [@changeling-ash] (she/her)

She is so cool. My little self insert. My baby. Epic powerful magic.

Ash was part of a secret subspecies of humans (Homo sapiens dimutus) which could shapeshift, which she used to grow huge black wings or turn into a black leopard or look like a monster to scare enemies, anything as long as her brain stayed the same size or got denser to fit smaller. When she shapeshifted she would release green and blue fire from the power of the transformation (cause she has lots of copper in her blood that burns green. To protect against cancer, you see. Shapeshifting has lots of cancer risk so copper is sooo important)

She became one by genetic engineering at 15 so the dimutus could get more soldiers and spies for a war with the demon-like psyuedos (child soldier lol). She could come back to life because she had a failsafe that would activate where she would shapeshift away the wound and her brain would jolt back online. The only way to kill a dimutus was to kill the brain.

Like other dimutus, she could also dimension hop, so she'd travel the multiverse, from tv show to tv show or to the universe with dragons or with cool landscapes. She was good with a sword and something called a bladed quarterstaff, which is basically one of those two sided lightsabers but a blade. She was mentored by one of the most powerful dimutus of the war and is super powerful too compared to other dimutus.

Propaganda from the old post

Okay time for my propaganda once more!

Ash is my girl, my baby.

She has TWO dragons. The first one is Flicker, who is strong and agile with black scales and a violet belly. Ash rides on her back and she speaks dragon at her. Her other dragon is Zephyr, who she raised from an egg and he looks like a blue sky with white patches like clouds, and random little flecks of gold scales. He's lithe and fast and so agile. She can summon them from their alternate universes by calling out "Tul Lüg" for Flicker and "Zep-iagh" for Zephyr, and they leap from portals to fight.

She can speak so many languages. The language of Dimutus is actually Modernized Latin. She knows English, Spanish, French, Latin, Italian, ASL, and has the best translators.

She made friends with a shadowy wolf companion called a Shadowlupe who accepted her as part of the pack. She runs with him in hunts as a wolf.

She can do a double backflip. Enough said.

She would fly with huge black wings, it was her favorite thing to do. Knew how to do all the tricks. She is dimension hopping miles in the air just to fall for ages, then fly at breakneck speeds. And she was terrifying in battle, she would dodge and weave and slash as she passed, an airborne killing machine.

She could give herself big springy legs to jump so high and do crazy tricks. She adapted herself to move fast, bounce and parkour her way at insane speeds. She could traverse so well.

She also did normal parkour. It was a fun challenge to try with minimal modifications. Pretended a lot of parkour POV vids were her.

She had two cats trained to infiltrate bases cause they are kitties and can fit through the vents and no one suspects the kitties. Baya was a Bengal and Shadow was a beautiful medium hair black cat.

She could also dimension hop in a way that was like astral projecting. She'd just be floatin, near invisible. She'd keep her wings in that state to pull them from the dimension fast to use them quickly. Her friends would chill there and comment to her while she was doing boring things.

She had a ragtag best friend and copilot partner Katie that was the mostest important person to her. Her brother in arms, her guy in the chair, her support, and Ash was the same to Katie. They were ride or die, and they died a lot for each other. (I basically made a QPP a decade before I myself ended up in one. Probably an early sign I was aro.)

She lost her arm sometimes, and she'd have a badass prosthetic if she couldn't shapeshift it back right away.

So much trauma from being a child soldier will come later. Her future character with me a decade later is somethin.

Sakura

Shes a fat black trans lady catgirl is that enough…

Description: she is a galaxy knee length haired calico cat girl teenager, she has galaxy eyes and goes to highschool and wears a young anime kids idea of a school uniform (sailor scout kinda thing) and her arch nemesis is named ‘jessaca’ and she has a big poofy cat tail and big lashes and she meows

[goangea]

Faggot

right arm

forehead

belly

right shoulder

left shoulder

i am what god hates

i twist his thoughts and stomach

i make heaven vomit in disgust

i bring apocalypse on human kind

faggot

in love with satan and his chest

see my hips move, get sick

see my back arch, run away

vomit on my ass and back

fuck me with your hate and lust

sexual, a missense mutation of His mind

i am not welcome behind the altar

they scared they can't abstain

they scared my claws might scratch

they scared my bite might arrouse

they know i act in sin the way they want

faggot

jumping on the priest's dick

sucking Moses in the bush

licking Jesus on the cross

a friend of Magdalene

an enemy of God

repulsive

a twisted strain of human kind

homo

sapiens

homo

sexual

homo

sapiens

homo

sexual

i can't wait to burn in hell

in between gucci bags and prada heels

make up, dresses, and perfume

can you imagine the smell?

hell is run by us not satan

hell is heaven for our kind

hell is freedom of expression

hell is our peace of mind

heaven is for prudes and pussies

with fear of being who they are

with shame of their human nature

and a kind of submission

that makes us dominant while on all fours

tongue out eyes up deer like

moaning, screaming in God's name

our christening in the bedroom

our funeral on the stake

fuck the church, fuck god, and fuck religion

fuck the orthodox and catholic believers

fuck the system and the world

live your life as it is worth.

[chocomilkshake159]

"Thunderstorms"

I posted this on ao3 too a while ago. Hope it's not too bad...

Anyways, my first fanfiction... Short blurb about Shuca (God I love them so much)

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Imagine that Shu has a fear of thunderstorms, he and Luca are having a sleepover. They're obviously sleeping in different beds cause "no homo" right?

Well, that night, there was a huge thunderstorm, the crackles of lightning and the rumbling of thunder freaking Shu out. Shu lets out a quiet yelp at the sound of a particularly loud thunder. He closes his eyes tightly, taking deep breaths to try and calm himself down. However, it doesn't work and he decides to go and see if Luca's awake. Shu leans over to Luca's bed and whispers.

"Hey, Luca... You awake?"

"...yeah Shu?"

"Mind if you keep me company for a bit?"

"...Sure"

Luca leans over and looks at Shu, concerned.

"Hey.. you alright? You don't mind if I... come over.. right?"

Shu thinks about it for a moment before mumbling softly, a bit flustered.

"Sure..."

Luca gets out of his bed and walks to Shu's, getting into his bed hesitantly, laying besides Shu. They both lay there in silence for a while before another crackle of thunder startles them, leading Shu to instinctively jump a bit in fright, taking a deep breath to calm his nerves. Meanwhile, Luca looks on in concern, putting a hand on Shu's shoulder.

"Shu.... you're scared of storms? Need me to calm you down?"

Shu nods, embarrassed. He looks towards Luca with a faint blush on his cheeks. "Yeah.. please..."

Luca wraps an arm around Shu hesitantly but protectively, pulling him close, heartbeat speeding up a bit at the close proximity. Shu lays there, back facing Luca's chest, breath hitching. They both lay there awkwardly before Shu turns over and leans closer to Luca's touch, embarrassed. Luca looks on in shock before quickly snapping out of it, pulling Shu closer to his chest, acting as a shield to protect Shu from the storm. Shu closes his eyes, basking in his warmth, head leaning on Luca's chest.

Soon enough, another thunderstorm disturbs their peace, and yet, Shu remains calm, soothed by Luca'a comforting embrace. They both lay there in peace, not paying much mind to the thunderstorm, more intent on enjoying this moment. Shu curls up closer to Luca hesitantly, slowly drifting off to sleep. Luca smiles softly down at Shu, pulling him closer to his chest. Then, Luca also closes his eyes, slowly lulled to sleep with Shu's soft breathing. They both lay there, asleep but content, knowing that as long as the other is with them, everything will be alright in the end.

[ruthytwoshakes]

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• TF2 Class Swap - sketches are done! Just gotta figure out how to add a little more flair to their outfits. https://daffysbrainrot.tumblr.com/post/722513284945805313/howdy-everyone-i-got-super-inspired-by

• MissFire AMV(s) - not even close to finishing whoopsies sorry lesbians https://daffysbrainrot.tumblr.com/post/731001880846729216/bonus-sketch-hehe

• Kid Fortress Au - hough. Got so many idea in brain. No time. So sad https://daffysbrainrot.tumblr.com/post/731960714323001344/think-i-forgot-to-post-this-before-but-boom-kid

• TF2 Face Studies - https://daffysbrainrot.tumblr.com/post/731316033133150208/howdy-homos-heres-some-studys-i-started-back

• TF2 Girlmode - teehee my first ever project. Should really finish it. https://daffysbrainrot.tumblr.com/post/708138916429070336/hey-i-made-the-tf2-but-women-i-love-tf2-ggrgsgdg https://daffysbrainrot.tumblr.com/post/711305702595018752/women-and-pyro-and-pauling-i-love

TF2 OCS

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[kosegruppaa]

*head in hands* may I hear your hot takes about GO and Neil G.? I'm very curious!!

hehe, not sure how hot they truly are? i don't think neil gaiman is a raging homophobe or anytihing. and i like a lot of his writing. i love aziracrow, especially show!aziracrow and i like the show itself well enough too

BUT

i just find it annoying how he was like 'you're interpretation is your interpretation :) but you are making stuff up' for a very long time about them, and then when the show came out he would say things like 'it's a love story, yes' but get pedantic about calling it gay because they are angels and sexless beings (never mind that the entire show is based on them loving earth and humanity - which they have done through more or less living as human men specifically, for 6000 years).

which is all fine and dandy, a story can have queer coding and sub-text without being queerbait. but then you cannot also be hailed as writing the best queer rep of our time. this is mostly a complaint against fans, like if people were in any way discussing it, you could get accused of being ace-phobic or not believing in non-binary people or whatever (and those are also valid readings of the show for sure - but certainly not very established in text. neil gaiman's socials supports some of these readings. but honestly, i don't care about at that much, like i thought we agreed that that type of word of god rep was bs when jkr was doing it?)

he's basically historically been somewhat 'no homo' about it all, but in the most annoying way possible. all the while people jump on people's throats if they don't act like it is canon confirmed queer (like e.g. ofmd) (all this is pre-s2, obviously)

and the newest stuff is this:

which is so silly to me. "the homophobia is perhaps something you brought to the scene yourself"??? why would you discourage readings that are deeper than surface level? how can you write someone saying to a male presenting angel "your boyfriend in the dark glasses" in that way and not realise it will come accross as having a homophobic undertone? are you so separated from the reality of homophobia??? also you are now writing a CANON queer relationship (no matter if we read them as men or non-binary or completely removed from any kind of human concept of gender - the fact that they mostly present and are acted by men is significant imo though) and insist that reading deeper into queerness and its links with heaven & hell & religion etc. i just don't get it. even if you aren't going to delve into it on the show... this respons is so dumb to me. like is he scared of having homophobia in his show??? i do not get it!!!

BUT i adore aziracrow as a ship and i think michael sheen and david tennant do a stellar job in it! and i do enjoy a lot of the writing as well, of course. i like a lot of the stuff he does both on this show and otherwise. but i will never kiss his ass like some people do on here, and i will make fun of him for all the loser takes he has on his own show.