#i cant remember my fucking ooc tag

[cent-scratchnsniff]

i wish to be your shadow , forever behind you , even if i am not good enough

plus some extra. they are quite literally metal boxes. i wonder how large they are in actually. im assuming human size? i also never realized just how complicated hokma's was.. i think its all the gears

[ymiko0]

A/n: request! I had to delete the draft so I unfortunately dont have the ask...but I do remember what the ask is about!

Tags: breeding, creampie, afab!reader, mating press (guess my fave position lol), mentions of pregnancy, unprotected sex (I dont condone this action),

He grips your thighs harder, your knees almost touching your ears as he continues to drill in you. Your eyes swelling up with tears and sobs escaping your sore throat.

Dazai moaned, unrestrained as he kept slamming his hips against yours, his balls slapping against your slicked bum, the air filled with the smell of arousal and wet slaps.

He loved the way you felt around him, your walls fluttering around his shaft, providing the warmth he oh so longed for. He cages you between his arms, placing his weight on you as he pounded into you with much more fervor.

He cant stop— he doesn't wanna stop. The feeling of needing to fill you up everytime just grows as he does so.

Dazai was never a man who wanted children, he thinks it's a ridiculous idea for a man like him to have offsprings.

Thats why when you asked him to cum inside you— he hesitated. He was afraid of what might come after. The thought of having children scares him.

" O-oh..! Fuck—! "

But your reassurance gave him the push to spill inside you.

And he was ecstatic.

His eyes rolled back as his hips stuttered and jittered, it felt amazing. Filling you up while feeling your walls clamp around him was euphoric.

Is this why some people loved to have children so much? Because he sure is convinced. This practice made him feel so much closer to you, he grew to love it so much to the point that he doesnt waste his release anymore,

He wants it inside.

—his excuse? Lesser mess.

" Haah..— oh fuck—, fuck, fuck, fuck—! " he let out breathy moans, he was nearing his release again.

" ah—! O-osam—..h! "

you interrupted yourself as you felt him rub your clit, your legs shaking from his hold as his pace began to loose consistency.

He kissed your swollen, red lips, a subtle action thanking you for this moment.

" Oh! Fuck— fuck fuck! y-y/n! Oh gosh you're so— "

You felt his pace falter and hips shake, he let go of you legs and placed them on his shoulder, kissing you once again as he stilled inside you, deep and felt his essence paint your insides.

He stilled his hips against your entrance, still folded in half and still clinging onto him.

You both bask in the aftermath of the climax, feeling his cum spill out of your abused hole, muttering a few words of praises against your ear.

But after a few seconds of composing himself, he began slowly rolling his hips again.

he whispered to your ear as he began to pick up his pace.

" ....just one more yea? Bella'? "

Hes addicted.

A/n: I personally think dazai doesnt want children...but would think about it if his spouse wants them! Very ooc as usual h a h a.

Fuck counter: 8

[fullonfandomindulgence]

The Same People (5/5)

Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4 - Part 5

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Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4 - Part 5

Drive folder - AO3

In which, after everything that has happened, Tsubomi regards different people.

Version of this post with page-by-page IDs is here. Personal notes under the cut.

i love mob psycho, followed it since before the anime had even started. i remember debating w people whether dimple was being controlled by the broccoli back in what, 2017? it has had a direct positive effect on my mental health. i mean the last arc being all about self-acceptance..... man. and i love comics generally and want to make more. this is the biggest comic ive made so far so im real proud of it as like a tribute especially considering i tried to use ones busted inking style with all the wobbly ass fixed width brushes

and also as like trying to honor the specific characters. tsubomi is cool bc in so few panels/words you get that she can be both stridently herself without caring what anyone else thinks and also deeply unhappy because she has to perform so much to maintain her image. shes just complicated and weird and i thought that was a place i could tell a story from. is mob ooc in this comic? probably a little lmao but only a little! i was fucking fascinated by th question how did they go from Having a Bad Time in a Park to talking on the phone regularly? and this is my take!! im so glad i got to make mob have to call her home phone *again* before he can get her mobile. really i wanted tsubomi to be able to see that despite everything, through all the hours and social pressures and gaps in understanding, you won't always be alone.

anyway. this is too many words for a comic you could read in 2 minutes. i cant say much else because thats what the comic is for. i cant say enough how fucking cool it is that hundreds of people have read my comics and liked them, i cherish all the tags. its a wonderful feeling. i hope you enjoyed reading! peace.

[bloodczararchived]

GET TO KNOW THE MUN.

respond to the prompts out of character!

what made you pick up the current muse(s) you have? Currently all of my muses such as Astarion, Dean & Bruce Wayne all have a personal connection to me in some way. Hence why they are so accurate. That sounds like bragging my bad. Anyway, they either draw on my life experience in connection that way or emotions. I love these characters so much. But tbh my Halsin account breaks the normal quota, and I’m testing him out.

is there anything you don’t like to write? The usual stuff, heavy topics. Personally, when I Roleplay Ascendant Astarion, while we do know his tendencies I have my own little twist so he doesn’t harm his lover. That’s a little detail ✨. I’m very flexible in terms of writing, but honestly just don’t be fucking weird?

is there anything you really enjoy writing? Angst, fluff, romance, action, adventure, sometimes smut, au’s i could go on.

how do you come up with headcanons? I make shit up and half the time it makes sense. Sometimes it comes to me in class or at work, or I just sit there and it writes itself out.

do you write in silence or do you play music? Both. Depends if I’m too lazy to turn on my Xbox to play music.

do you plan your replies or wing them? My ass wings that shit all the fucking time. 9 times outta 10 it makes a good reply.

do you enjoy shipping? Yes, but I’m picky. Build a bond ooc and ic and see what happens.

what’s your alias/name? Harley/Harls but for certain individuals like Sarah they can call me my old Alias.

age? 25 (send help).

birthday? In October that’s all you get.

favourite colour? Black, White (shut up they are colours), Blue & Red.

favourite song? Every fucking Hollywood Undead song ok.

last movie you watched? Cant remember but let’s go with a classic movie Zombieland

last show you watched? Lucifer (again) and Twin Paranormal on YouTube

last song you listened to? I fell in love with the Devil (Avril Lavigne)

favourite food? Alfredo 🤤

favourite season? Spring / Fall. Fuck summer and fuck winter

do you have a tumblr best friend? In this fandom? I hope I have made a few decent friends, but in other verses yes. I've a few good buddies there that I adore.

Tagging: anyone!

[youloveamonsterlikeme]

{{ thanks for tagging me @str4ng3r0nl1ne i used to do these all the time in early tumblr haha <3 ima do both ooc and ic }}

1. named after anyone? "Probably. I think my mom chose my name." // yup then i changed it two times lmao

2. last time I cried? "I don't remember." // erm yesterdayyy

3. kids? "Not.. yet." // not yet <3

4. sports? "Nah." // nah

5. sarcasm? "I can roll with it sometimes." // only with besties

6. first thing I notice about something? "This is so vague I'm not sure how to answer it." // uhhh umm i have no clue i dont perceive things very well

7. eye color? "Blue." // hazel

8. scary movies or happy endings? "Scary movies." // oughh both <3 i cant decide : ((

9. talents? "Guitar. Uh... And I've been getting into cooking recently." // i have many little talents, art for instance.

10. place of birth? "New Jersey." // ur mom's

11. hobbies? "Drawing, music, video games, movies... smoking with my friends." // all of those for me too yaey. and also a long fucking list of others but im tired

12. pets? "Orange guy named Gizmo." // my roommate's orange cat, he's gizmo irl

13. height? "5'6." // tf you mean sal is one inch taller than me WHAT

14. favorite school subject? "Not in school anymore. But I definitely liked that one ceramics class a lot." // i was in highschool in 2016 byyyyeee

15. dream job? "Nothing. I hate work. Fuck the system." // same bitch i dont dream of working. but i got a p good job rn i'm grateful <3

[mysfated]

𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚎: honey

𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚜: they/them

𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗: discord

𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚎: @khrused. currently on my mind: ruby matthews, christine daaé, gazala bravard, makawi-sa, esme cullen

𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎/𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 (𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚑𝚜, 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜?): in general, i've been rping since uh 6th grade? so however long ago that was lol but on tumblr i started with liara t'soni back in 2013? i think? my sophomore year of college .

𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚜 𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍: when i was a weee baby on the internet lol i started rping in forums. i eventually moved to skype, then tumblr! now add discord in and that's pretty much it.

𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎: ya know, every time i've joined a fandom it always ended up turning kind of gross or toxic but i think the very beginning of my tumblr rp years lol there were no rules. it was the wild wild west out there and its crazy that i still have rp friends from that era like tati, @vaedar and @wcsea ! and that's so fucking wild isn't it??? lol but i rly think the best experience was meeting my best friend who doesn't rp on here anymore so i can't tag him but i love him so much. we actually met via an ex who was in the ovw fandom, and when we broke up they were like !! right there bc that guy kinda fucked us both over so ya know we bonded and wow i love him so much rly owe a lot of my growth to him. wish you could read this rn milo bby !! and i would say meeting and befriending rosemary @musecraft who i would also like to thank for a lot of my growth as a person and friend and just...idk i love you so much too!!! and i think we og met as multis right? or was it hera? i think it was the multi! wow i cant even remember now bc i feel like i've known u my whole life and even tho we never met irl i feel like !!!! i have already? idk. u mean !! the world to me and i love you to pieces. and i truly truly thank u from the bottom of my heart for just !! idk making that move to speak to me one day and letting me be your friend <3 and lastly even though we're not on great terms anymore i guess but i gotta say rly thankful for my most recent ex. i just rly appreciate that they allowed me to explore my imagination and rly encouraged me to dive into characters i never thought i would before, or to dive further into the ones i already love. like london??? existing is all bc of my ex. lunafreya too. makawi-sa as well. they may not be my favorite person anymore but they rly gave me a space to be creative and i have to acknowledge that. AND LASTLY LASTLY gosh this is like a rly long thank u speech but @honnleathrose .... wow. i know we're not as close as we used to be anymore but meeting you, our friendship, everything you've taught me about photoshop and writing and just being a good person and standing up for myself. meeting you !! and having those laughs and skype sessions with you were everything!! and i love and miss you and truly meeting / befriend you is on my top list of the best things tumblr has given me. so as much as i complain about this site now... i got my reasons to stay <3

𝚛𝚙 𝚙𝚎𝚝 𝚙𝚎𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚜/𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚜: i mean other than the usual don't be an asshole shit but when ppl are just ?? mean and angry?? for no reason??? there's truly no reason to be so up in arms all the time !! i rly think ppl, espec on the internet. are just... so in the defense all the time and its rly hard. as someone as anxious as i am it makes approaching ppl rly hard now. so yeah, if u give me that vibe. thats it. i'm done. also when ppl don't get that i just dslgdfjk i need time sometimes. i'm not fast !! ooc or ic. i'm tired and depressed and i want to write and talk when i want to , ya know?

𝚏𝚕𝚞𝚏𝚏, 𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚝, 𝚜𝚖𝚞𝚝: 👀👀👀 all of them !! but y'all know smut has a special place in my heart. i love smut lol but also angst. pls hurt my feelings

𝚙𝚕𝚘𝚝𝚜 𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚜? both !! but definitely plotting. the more you plot with me, the more we create together the easier it is for me to write! to create and know how to respond. othertimes i get rly stuck on whether YOU'D THINK ITS OKAY. so truly the more we plot, the better!!!

𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚜? i truly don't care !! just write with me <3

𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎?: when i'm smoking and drinking my coffee and got a good show or movie or podcast in the background uwu

𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚎? in some sense there's a part of me in every muse! but i think the muses i gravitate towards the most are @khrused and rosalie hale, mainly due to their histories and pasts. hera was birthed as an exploration of my own trauma years and years ago when i was rly struggling with all the realizations in college. and rosalie.... i just... what happened to her is what happened to me (except murder ofc) and i've always HATED the way sm/eyer wrote her in the books... i just...it was a personal vendetta for me to get it right. so i own rosalie hale now. she is mine. and i will make it right. just like !! i worked through my own shit !! ya know?

tagged by: @wcsea thank u my love !!

tagging: @madewebs , @musecraft (if u haven't done so already lol), @whalefelled , @timpahura , @theysonder , @immobiliter !!

[pentaxed-a]

i didn’t take a single step on this blog until now && y’all, i’m so sorry- 

but if any of my mutuals are still here && still would like to interact with jonathan, then i have good news !! i’ve recently put together a multimuse that includes jonathan on the list of muses, so he’ll be over there from now on !!

considering i’ve been gone for so long, i don’t think i’ll be moving old threads over to this blog nor will i do any of the asks from here. but i’d like to make new ones !!

dvscordiatm

[pirrha]

its so strange that i was visualising stuff with kivri and vharsis before i slept where vharsis was being uncharacteristically vulnerable and kivri comforts him  and stuff whatever im projecting onto sheep boy so what. but like i think i manifested hugging kivri. like the same night i had a dream where i hugged kivri. um. not complaining though..

had a dream where i was malkisk and i was with vharsis trying to catch our bus. we waited at a t-way so people were coming and going and our bus wasn't really a bus more so than it was a run down caravan. the driver was nice though we couldnt get mad at him at all. plus he was the only person who could take us where we wanted to go. we were waiting for kivri but we thought he probably wouldn't come so we started to go first. we drove through a dingy corner like a back alley, trash was everywhere but when we were abt to reach the main road the vehicle broke down and also the map that was hanging up and pinpointing a certain route fell from the wall and we had to fix it. i saw kivri while standing by the open door and i ran to get him. it was raining hard and he was like running to the station we initially told him to go to bc he was going to miss that one but i ran to get him and it was fun. i was stepping through puddles and trying not to run into people. everyone else were humans and ive found that its a recurring thing in my dreams where the humans look at me funny when im an eliksni. anyway i caught up to him on the path between a ramen bar and a park. he looked really happy to see me and we hugged 🥺🥺🥰🥰🥰😭MALKISK X KIVRI IS REAL!!!!!!!!!!! LOVE IS REAL!!!!!!!

[boyancient]

me watching o/uat ep 7: i will end this man’s fucking life

[werewolfhooligan]

fixed somewhat to be more readable HHHHH the podcast about the definitely haunted boarding house is.. Good

[quitesins]

Stupid shit they do with their quirks [crack]

Masterlist

Bakugou | Deku | Todoroki | Kirishima | Denki | Sero | Tokyami

Tags: Sfw, Hcs, Crack/ Mostly Humour, shitpost, gn!reader but reader isn’t involved in each one, teeny bit fluffy, aged up characters for the sake of romantic intent idk [3rd year/18], might be ooc, I don’t remember anything from mha

The boys do dumb shit with their quirks, this may be funnier in my head-

Bakugou

No one knows this, but he can create tiny fireworks in his palms. He’s always been good at quirk control, being praised for its power and force, but he’s never shown anyone this skill. The little sparks that mimicked a New Years sky; Pretty specks of colours floating in his hands, unusually gentle. Maybe he’ll show you one day, you always did seem so fascinated by his quirk… fuckin’ nerd.

Deku

With that many quirks, he’s bound to fuck up, in the most ridiculous ways… like the time he used black whip to be lazy and grab something, only to end up wrapped around your body, tugging you closer. The embarrassment of the situation made him set off another quirk, float. Before you knew it, you were struggling to stay grounded, dragged by black whip and the levitating boy.

Todoroki

I mean, he’s a prodigy, so he knows the ins and outs of his quirk pretty well. Still, it doesn’t mean he hasn’t been coaxed into doing some dumb shit by Denki his friends. Like the time he got roped into cooking meat on his shoulder. It didn’t work, just caught fire and then promptly put out by a returning Iida. He was practically sent to bed like a child, not before being scolded by the bespectacled man. Yeah. Being treated like a toddler by a man his own age, not the best, but he cant deny, he definitely warranted that treatment.

Kirishima

It’s safe and all, but there’s something about watching a man aggressively punch nails into the wall, with his bare hands, that’s just… unsettling. Or how he will use his literal teeth to tow cars, sure his jaw will be left unscathed but it still makes you wince. He seems to love it though, even allowing himself to be used as a battering ram at one point. Smile wide on his face before being smashed through a hardwood door. Kirishima… Never change.

Denki

Oh beloved Denki, what hasn’t he tried with his quirk. Give him some credit though, with a quirk like that, the possibilities are endless. Endlessly stupid, for the most part. Tried powering his gaming pc for session but ended up fainting and losing all his saves because he ran out of energy midway. Also once siphoned Bakugou’s phone of all the charge, in turn breaking it, and almost getting his bones broken by the explosive boy before Kirishima stopped him.

Sero

Despite his laid back attitude, he’s not immune to getting annoyed, especially when Bakugou seems to have an endless supply of curses to bark early in the morning. So one day, instead of waiting it out, Sero just stood, walked over to Bakugou, and taped the fucker up. Maybe he had been tired, sleepy from the lack of rest, but as soon as he realised what he’d done, Sero was running for his damn life. Nothing could hold a feral Bakugou.

Tokoyami

This man does nothing stupid with his quirk, it’s all just cute. Well, he might be embarrassed but isn’t it sweet when Dark Shadow yaps away, practically spilling all the adorable secrets of a baby Tokoyami. While the adult Tokyami still tries to affirm his place as a mystery… an obscurity… an enigma- who used to eat seeds straight from the bird feeder and sometimes chirps when he’s happy!

Silly lil drabbles because I got bored. Once again, is probably funnier in my head… anyways, I’ll have some actual fics out soon- probably- maybe? Hopefully… so don’t worry! The shit posts wont be often!!

[evera6234]

Gotham’s Salty WIP: Chapter I

RATING: T (Teen for cursing and stuff, this may change)

SUMMARY: 

Basically, the typical Daminette with a bit of lime and spice. Borderline crack fic bc i cant without humor. 

Marinette Dupain-Cheng goes to Gotham whilst carrying three years worth of emotional baggage, what she does with it, we don't know. Does she lug it around? Probably. Does she kick it off a skyscraper? Not probable, but maybe. Does she use it to drop kick an unsuspecting liar. Most definitely.                ~~~> EDITED BY OLLIETHETURTLE ON AO3

Transferred from AO3. 

Lemme know if ya wanna be tagged

OK. Umm.. First fic on AO3. K. We doin this, and we starting with this god awful piece of trash. Yes. Life. Fuck. 

Things ur signing up for:

Big boi Mari & Chloe Friendship Good Vibes TM

My ass shitting on Adrien bc im a salty bitch (and if u aint about that life, its ok. U can leave bc im not interested in fighting with people. No offence or disrespect to adrien stans but yea)

And Adrien stalker moments

Lila and Alya salt (plz see “im a salty bitch”)

Shitty update schedule, if any. I’m counting on yall to harass me to write.

Marinette & Jason “sibling-esque” relationship bc we all need that

An obscene amount of cursing (as you can already tell)

The class will not be  “Our singular communal brain-cell is fucking dead, help.” levels of dumb, but still “I have the IQ of a wet potato sack” levels of dumb.

Eventual negation of canon bc we live that life

“Espresso with a dash of Depresso” Moments TM

I'm originally an MLB fan. So do what you will with that info.

The good old “Ozmav AU” but with some lime and spice

As slow burn as I can

Mental Health stuff and the repercussions of having multiple identities treated completely differently

And the crown jewel of this entire fic… Auntie Harley and Ivy.

And….. sorry…. Ppl will kinda be OOC but im trying my very best. 

Tbh I have no idea where this going rn but... i mean… it going somewhere (specifically hell) because everything does. Leave ideas plz, don’t kill me. Just bully me. 

So yea. Lemme know what u want and if I want to, I might just squeeze it into the fic (if it fit ofc, im not just gonna add random 50 year time-lapses). I'll try my best ;)))) (<-- my quadruple chin)

~

Chloe’s head hangs heavy on Mari’s shoulder as the pressurised air surrounding them vibrates with the sounds… of well… a plane. Chloe had a tough couple weeks; late night combat practises with the new team (LB, Hornet, Viperion and Ryuuko) has obviously taken a toll on her partner. Both wrapped in a thick velvet blanket that Chloe remembered to pack (thank kwami) sharing a pair of headphones, both were lulled into a peaceful slumber.

Alya laughs as Lila tips her small glass of diet coke (that a flight attendant painstakingly poured for her) on a sleeping Marinette’s side of Chloe’s blanket, effectively waking her up. “Oopsies! Sorry Marinette! You see, the cabin air has really been worsening my arthritis. I didn’t mean it! I swear! Cross my heart!” apologized Lila with fake concern as Alya giggles beside her. 

Marinette, literally seeing Lila’s crossed figures behind her back says “At least Chloe is still sleeping, she needs the rest.” Alya, Lila and her empty cup saunter beck to their seats nearby. 

~

Mari and her class finally land in Gotham’s cold December night. Freshly hushed into a private shuttle, the class are driven to their hotel. It is late: around 3:30 AM. With heavy eyelids the class gazed out the bus’s windows in awe. The merging view of traffic and Christmas lights chase them to their residence. No one really remembers or knows what happened that night. Just the feeling of falling, be it into a white fluffy hotel comforter or into the crisp Gotham air. 

~

“Oh! My! Gosh!!!” hears Marinette as Lila on the bus to Wayne Enterprise. “I feel so. At. Home!” In Marinette’s tired ears, there were more exclamation marks. 

“Of course… The only thing that can inhabit Gotham alleyways are cockroaches and villains,” Chloe grumbles beneath her breath, looking out the window.

“What have I ever done to you Chloe?” Lila cries, “I understand why Marinette bullies me, she is a jealous and vile girl. But I thought you, Chloe, want to be a better person, not a bully like that bitch, Marinette!”

“How dare you. How dare you. HOW DARE YOU!” Chloe yells as the recent words loop in her mind, 

“Not gonna call your daddy, huh?” Alya taunts. 

Chloe, with tears in her eyes begins, but is quickly interrupted by Marinette, “No she will not. She doesn’t need to. Chloe grew a lot over the last couple months, I’m so proud of her. She doesn’t need your bitch-ass approval.” Marinette grasps Chloe’s hand which previously wrapped itself around the fabric of Chloe’s heavy caramel winter coat.

“Quiet on the bus!”, A yell came from the front.

“But, Mr. Bus Driver… Marinette is being a…”

“Shut it! Y’all want me to kamikaze this shit into a building? I’m guessing y’all value your lives so shut it!” 

“Ms.Guardian, can I please have a cookie?” Pollen softly asks from the inside of Chloe’s giant white faux leather handbag.

“Shh… Pollen! Now’s not the time!!!” stresses Tikki.

“Please Ms. Guardian!!! I’m so so so hungry. This bag isn’t very warm and it’s taking all my energy to keep warm. A lil blubber wouldn’t hurt…. please!!”.

“Of course Pollen,” quietly respond Mari with a grin, “Here you go.” She pulls out a couple cookies from a Tupperware and hands them to Pollen. “Please share them with Tikki,” whispers Marinette into the bag. 

Marinette and Chloe then hears two tiny “thank you”s followed by the sound that can only be described increasingly aggressive chomping. Both girls giggle quietly.

~

“Welcome to Gotham,” says an unenthusiastic man at the front desk. “Congratulations, you are…” He checks his computer. “On time? Interesting.”

“Yes, we are aware,” grumbles Mrs. Bustier, already done with the man’s attitude.

“Okay so before the tour starts I’m doing to need the student who set-up this field trip to sign a couple forms and stuff. Here ya go.” The man pushed a thicc pile of paper into the teachers hand. 

“Oooh! That would be me sir!” Lila chirped, intercepting the papers before skipping back to her posse of her’s. A few seconds after beginning to fill out paperwork Lila cries “Ouch! My wrist! My arthritis! Can someone help me filling out all these form.” 

“I’ll fill them out, I’m only going to need your signatures,” offered Max.

“Thank you Max, you are so sweet!” Lila complements. 

“Of course, your arthritis was badly affected by the altitude yesterday, you shouldn’t be staining your wrist so early!” Max blushed. 

“Maribug, you gonna to say something?” 

“Nah, just watch. Entertainment without a Netflix membership.”

[nadisabug]

Anything You Want

Pairing: Tsukishima Kei x reader

Warnings: reader is kinda depressed, idk she convinces herself that no one (Kei) could like her, so warning for that, no spoilers though, ooc Tsukki, I am so sorry this was a one am fever dream im sor-

Summary: As old childhood friends of Yamaguchi and Tsukishima, it doesn’t make sense why Tsukishima and you fight so much.

A/N: Ahh I’m so sorry I woke up out of a cold sweat to write this whole thing in one sitting at one am im just 💛love💙 him!! Also!!! I hit 150 followers!! So excited!!! I love you all so much!! Thank you!!!!! (ps requests are open pls send some in)

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"Kiss me Kei!"

"What? Tch, no that's gross."

"But I'm the mommy!"

"So?"

"You're the daddy! You gotta!"

"I don't even wanna play this dumb game."

"It's not dumb! Pleeaaasseee Kei-chan! For me?"

"Fine, come here."

The slap of the ball hitting the gym floor startled me out of my daydream. My eyes snapped up quickly to the game before me. Did we score? It took me a minute to even register what was going on and who I was looking at. I looked to the referee on his stepladder, waiting for him to call the point.

The whistle blew. He raised his arm. Boys in black and orange jerseys shouted. I clapped and cheered.

It all felt so robotic. But then I looked at him. Then the world shifted into slow motion and began to flow more naturally.

He raised his arm to wipe the sweat off of his brow, the movement mesmerizing. Even the jerk of his body when a teammate patted him on the back seemed graceful. Elegant. He pushed his glasses up a bit and glared at the offender. He turned to say-

"Y/n?" Once again I was startled from my thoughts. My head snapped to the right side where Yachi was standing next to me. She had a concerned look on her face. I swallowed, my dry mouth only producing a lump in my throat. "You okay?"

"Yeah, yeah," I responded quickly and looked back to the game. "Just focusing is all." This time I fought not to look at the boy. I didn't want to look at him anyway. I didn't. I didn't.

Finding my eyes drifting back to him, I launched into conversation to pull my mind from him.

"How's the girls team going?"

I was on the girls volleyball team as a first year. I only made the team because I was the only libero and, being honest, I was the best at receiving. I was abnormally short, so I knew I couldn't pull off many other positions.

Well, maybe I could.

I watched as the short, orange haired boy flew across the court and landed an impossible to receive spike. I still wasn't used to that combo no matter how many games I watched. Then again, I only had reflexes, not the raw power that that boy had.

I sighed and tore my eyes from the game to look at Yachi. I slumped onto the railing a plopped my head in my hands. "We need more practice games, honestly. The way we're going we're not going to win our match."

"Don't say that Y/n!" Yachi cried.

I shrugged and looked back at the game. My eyes found blonde hair naturally. "Its true. The girls don't practice enough. I think getting our asses completely handed to us will turn the team around. I just feel bad for the third years who will suffer from it."

Yachi didn't have a response to that. She changed the subject quickly and we chatted until the game ended, the whole time I focused on the freakish number ten instead of the boy I knew deep down in my heart I really wanted to watch.

"Nice net drop, broccoli brain," I smirked and clapped my best friend on the shoulder.

His shoulders slumped and he sighed. "I didn't even mean to do it," he bereaved.

"Fucking who cares?" I snorted. "Got us a fat point and they never saw it coming. Just remember how it felt and do it again."

"Y/n," Yama whined and tried to shake me off.

"Y/n giving you crap again?" A rich voice came from behind me, sending shivers down my spine. "That's rich coming from Pipsqueak."

"Says Mr-cant-block-for-shit," I shot back, turning around so that I could stick my tongue out at him.

"I'd like to see you try to pick up a real serve, not that-"

"Hey, hey, cut it out!" Yama stepped in between us, putting a warning hand on us both. "We're all friends."

I glared at Tsukishima but backed down. I didn't want to upset Yamaguchi. I knew how much he hated it when we fought, seeing as it was his two best friends.

I had known Yama since elementary school, when I saved him from some bullies. One day when we were clearly out matched, Tsukishima saved us in his aloof, roundabout way. From then on we were inseparable.

That is until the second year of middle school when Tsukishima and I started fighting all the time. Despite that, we still hung out together. Who knows why he put up with my constant antagonism, but he always reciprocated and never complained.

We got on the bus soon after the game, headed to the school. I was on the girls bus, them on the boys. When we got back to the school we met up again.

When we came to the usual splitting point, Yama spoke up.

"So I'll walk Y/n home," Yama offered like always. I was about to accept when Tsukishima spoke up.

"Nah, I'll do it." Yama cocked an eyebrow. "It's out of your way, Yamaguchi. She lives closer to me."

We all knew this, but the point had never come up before.

"Okay," Yama said warily. "Are you sure you don't want me to come anyways?"

"Tch, we're fine, I don't need a babysitter." Tsukishima rolled his eyes.

"Okay," Yama shrugged. He took a few steps backwards before he said goodbye and started off in the opposite direction.

Tsukishima wordlessly took off in the direction of our houses, so I followed. I was wondering why he suddenly offered to walk me home, but he offered no clues as to why. He used to walk me home before we always fought, but after that he stopped. This was the first time he walked me home in years.

So we walked in complete silence.

When we reached my house, we stood there awkwardly for a moment, looking at it. I wasn't sure what to say, but before I could figure it out, he spoke.

"Why do you hate me?"

I was startled by both the question and the sudden shattering of silence. I turned to look at Tsukishima. He wasn't looking at me, just straight ahead. I tried to read his facial expression, but like always, it was stone cold.

"I don't?" I answered uneasily.

Tsukishima sighed. "Yes you do, you always act so pissy towards me. You even tense up when I'm near."

"I do not," I frowned. I tried to think if I have ever done anything like that, but I drew blank.

"Yes you do," Tsukishima sighed again, pinching the bridge of his nose and closing his eyes. "We..." He paused. He brought he other hand up and rubbed his eyes, pressing his two fingers into his eye sockets. After a moment he threw his hand down, clearly having made up his mind, and turned to look at me. I felt hot under his intent gaze, his eyes searching mine for an answer I was afraid I didn't have. "We used to be close when we were little. What changed."

It wasn't a question. It was more of a statement. It was like he meant to say something different.

So I said it for him.

"We changed."

He scoffed, his face twisting into his signature cynical look. "Bullshit."

"No, that's the answer. Maybe you're not asking the right question," I shot back, confidence fueled by his venom.

He opened his mouth to say something, but closed it soon after. His brows furrowed and his lips pressed together. It was more emotion than he was exhibiting earlier, and for some weird reason, it made something in me happy.

"Why are you so mad at me?" He finally asked, face relaxing a bit. He seemed genuinely curious as to the answer.

His sincerity almost made me explode with anger. How could he not know? He was the most insufferable person in the entire world, what wouldn't I be mad about.

But then again, that was wrong. He never mad me mad with his snide comments and dirty looks. It was all in play and it never really bothered me, ever since we were kids, and he knew that too. So I couldn't lie and say it was his personality because I loved his personality. It was something else. Something I was afraid of admitting.

I grit my teeth. What did it matter if I said it or not? It's not like he'd understand anyway.

Once I made up my mind I met his eyes.

"Because you will never give me what I want."

"And what is that?" His voice was soft, wispy, breathless. Afraid.

Your love.

I couldn't say it. Bile rose in my throat and tears prickled at my eyes. I opened my mouth but quickly shut it. I wouldn't say it. I was too afraid.  My eyes fell to the ground, and with them, all my confidence.

All at once my mind began to barrage me. He will never love you, he could never love someone like you. He-

He laughed.

He fucking laughed.

My mind was thrown to a complete and total standstill by the absurdity of it. I looked back up at him with watery eyes in confusion.

"I thought you were smarter than that," he grinned, one corner of his mouth charmingly quirked upwards. "Than to decide what I think."

"What?" I mumbled nearly incoherently.

"We both know if you ask I'll do anything for you, so quit your crying, Pipsqueak."

I opened my mouth, completely surprised by his confession. He'd do anything for me? That couldn't be right...

But the more I thought about it the more I realized it was true. He had always done everything for me. Whenever I needed him he was there. It was me that started the fighting, all because I let my mind tell me that he could never love me, that he never would.

I met his eyes once again, this time brimming with happiness.

"Kiss me, Kei."

"Fine," he dramatically sighed, hiding a small grin. "Come here."

And he did.

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Class 1-A is Their Own Demise

class 1-a is their own demise by badillac

Hagakure Tooru has changed their name to recording device Asui Tsuyu: What does that even Mean? recording device: i hear all of your conversations and remember them and no one even knows when i do it Asui Tsuyu: That is Fucked up. Uraraka Ochako: ok well what did i just say then recording device: “yo mama” Uraraka Ochako: why are you NAKED IN MY ROOM!! recording device: i'm not actually did you for real say yo mama (aka i'm writing a chatfic like it's 2018 again. hope its funny hope u enjoy love ya)

Words: 1208, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/F, M/M, Other

Characters: Class 1-A, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, whatever just everyone LOL

Relationships: Iida Tenya/Midoriya Izuku/Todoroki Shouto, Bakugou Katsuki/Kirishima Eijirou, Kaminari Denki/Shinsou Hitoshi, Ashido Mina/Jirou Kyouka/Yaoyorozu Momo, Hagakure Tooru/Ojiro Mashirao, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead/Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic

Additional Tags: chatfic, Class 1-A Shenanigans, Shinsou Hitoshi Replaces Mineta Minoru, Trans Bakugou Katsuki, Autistic Iida Tenya, try to guess who my favorite character is lol, Probably very OOC, especially bakugou and midoriya, they act like brothers here essentially, brick shithouse midoriya izuku, cant promise consistent updates

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/33744421

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3 7 16 !

Have you ever unfollowed someone over a fandom opinion?

i mean. probably? there was that user i've vagued about before who i definitely unfollowed bc of their opinions, plural, but i can't remember any specific instances of me unfollowing people based on their fandom opinions

7 - is there anything you used to like but can’t stand now?

yeah the fucking b@fam. big fan of them individually but i don't want to see the ooc text posts that diminish cass's role and shit like that any more. i'll be in tags not related to it at ALL and i have to see it. sick of it! if i wanted to hear about them i'd ask my friends bc they're not annoying about it <3

16 - if you could change anything in the show, what would you change?

yeah i'd give lucas a bigger part in str*nger things. he was rlly interesting in season 1 and i haaate mike in s2-3 lucas should have had a bigger role instead of michael 'homophobia' i cant remember his surname

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