#i need the plush but i dont. have any MONEY

[noelle-tea]

I LOVE THIS CREATURE.... the pomni 🥺🫧

[illdothehotvoice]

So glad I am a stronger version of Mimi any weaker man would have left Requiem with a Spamton plush instead of an art book

[the-muppet-joker]

hello! i've been reading about your interactions with your roommates and i don't know if its just me but the whole arrangement you've got going on feels... controlling and vaguely abusive? like I get having house rules, but forcing you to sleep under the bed, or in a closet as punishment, not sharing any blankets even though there are 6 in the house, making it so you have to be emo or follow their beliefs to live there, and restricting the music you listen to... it feels super controlling. also the fact that there's a hierarchy, that's not a good sign. and then also that stuff about athena maybe having taken your kermit plush??

of course i dont know as much about your living situation as you do, but if i were you id probably get a job and work towards getting somewhere to live independently of them. I know it's hard to hear, but getting your book published will not sustain you, and you also have to consider the possibility that a publisher will want to publish your book in the first place. Puppet/clown erotica isn't in high demand. And even if you do get your book published, you still need to have money in order to pay your publisher and get copies printed (which could be in the thousands of dollars). So please get a job!!! you cannot sustain yourself only on your book!!

The only reason there is not high demand for puppet/clown erotica is that the American people do not realize how much they need it.

And my roommates are a little odd, but I have no reason to think they are toxic or that they have stolen my Kermit plushie. Why would they invite me to live with them rent free just to torment me?

[getosbigballsack]

Testing the waters to see if you all would like to see something like this.

Trust fund baby Gojo x Older woman reader!

"I wanna make it up to you, Satoru. I'm sorry." He pouts at you cutely, but he still pulled you from your knees, spun you around and pressed your breast against the bathroom glass.

"Then spread your legs if you wanna make it up to me mommy."

How did you end up like this, getting railed by your client Gojo Satoru. Let's get into it.

...

Trust fund baby Gojo Satoru, who is completely smitten with a woman who is twice his age. Nobody knows about this rich boy’s secret. Hiding beneath the flashing lights, tabloids, and rumors about him, nobody knows about the nights he spends locked up inside his apartment wrapped up in your arms and snuggled between the plush, cushions you call breasts. He’s in heaven when he’s with you.

Sucks to say, though, you weren’t his to hold for no longer than what he paid for. You weren't his. You didn't belong to anyone as a matter of a fact. You're just a quote unquote "whore" who provides escort/prostitutional services to young men who are in need of a woman who is older than them.

A woman who they can proudly relay on and call mommy.

A woman who the trust fund baby Gojo Satoru can proudly call mommy.

No one needs to know about the hidden kink he hides beneath his smile. It's the one thing he keeps private. It's the one thing that truly brought him peace. He's so happy laying here right now with his head in your lap and your fingers threading through his hair. Both in nothing but those matching silk robes and a bowl of fruits at the side of his head. Candles lit in the dark room, the rosy scent filling up the room. It's perfect. He only wishes moments like this would last.

"Satoru baby?" You called out to him, breaking him away from his wild train of thoughts. He slowly opened his eyes to stare at you. The small crinkles appearing at the corner of your eyes as you smiled down at him awaiting for him to answer.

"Yes... mommy?"

You chuckled a bit, fingers gently massaging his scalp before leaning forward to press a kiss on his pointy nose. "Do you plan to keep me here like this all night?"

"Would you rather if we do something else. I'm quite comfortable like this you know," He answered as he slowly closed his eyes.

"Well this not on a schedule for tonight."

"And so! What's the rush. I'm sure we can lay like this for a few moments, can't we?" He asked you.

"I have another client to attend to Satoru," you informed him, still combing through his hair, all while watching as his brows dipped and his cheek bones hardened a bit.

"Another client?" He asked, he eyes slowly reopening to stare up at you. You gave him a light nod. "Oh!" He whispered before lifting his head from your lap and quickly stood up.

A deep, heavy sigh fell from your lips. However, you followed suit and stood up as well, just waiting for what's about to come next. You knew that he would probably say something a bit out of normal terms of agreement, you were prepared to answer or to just comment on anything he had to say about your session with any trust fund baby like himself.

But what he said next, shocked you.

"Cancel it!" Pink lips pouting ever so cutely as he stared down at you with glossy blue eyes just wait for you to answer.

"Wh... what?" You stuttered.

"I dont want you to go. Cancel it!"

"Satoru, you know I can't do that." You reminded him. Of course, he knew that you never cancel an appointment with a client for a selfish trust fund baby like himself. It's in the contract that he signed with you, along with a few other things that he promised not to do, things that he had already done, and you allowed him to.

"Why can't you? Is it because of the money?" He asked. A gasp fell from your lips as you looked up at the pouting boy before you.

"No, Satoru. It's just my policy. I provide you with the service that you're paying for, then move on to the next client. You know this, too."

And he did know, but did he care? No. "I don't care, I said fucking cancel it."

"No!"

"I can pay you for his session Y/N. Just fucking cancel it. I booked you for the whole night."

"No, Satoru, you booked me for a session," you reminded him.

"No, you said it's for the whole night," he argued.

"I never said such thing," you argued back. You were about to say something else when Gojo whipped his phone out from the pockets of his robes. He unlocked it, found whatever he was looking for, and started reading.

You: Hey, baby boy, mommy's not busy tonight. Would you like for us to have a session for the whole night.

Gojo: yes, you promise?

You: I promise. Tonight is gonna be just for us.

"You promised the whole night," he said as he stuffed his phone back into his pocket, bent down to pick up grapes before standing up straight to glance at you. "I don't give a fuck about policy or whatever the fuck it is you just said. It doesn't change the fact that you promised. It's not fucking fair for you to do this to me. Haven't I been a good client enough to deserve this one night?"

You said nothing only stared at him. How could you forget about a promise like that?

"You not gonna answer me?" He said as he turned away from you and headed to the door. "Fucking fine then, you can leave. I don't need you any more. I don't wanna do this anymore. You got another client to go fuck off with."

"I'll transfer the money back to your account."

"Don't! You clearly need it more than I fucking do."

Then he left, leaving you standing there in the middle of the room, where he took so much time preparing for the both of you. Guilt washes over you as you began collecting the pieces of garment that Gojo hurriedly stripped from your body earlier during makeout sessions.

You felt bad for breaking your promise to him. You remember him asking weeks in advance, and today, you sealed the deal. You told him that he'll be able to have you for night. So why did you break your promise.

You sighed as you stripped from the silky robe, and as you were about to get dressed, you heard him turning on the shower and the sound of his adorable little whimpers in the bathroom.

What were you gonna do?

...

Cancel the appointment with the next client, of course. After all, you did promise Gojo that tonight it's just going to be you and him. Thats how you ended up on your knees before him, with his massive cock in your hand, gently pumping your fist up and down on his length. You wasted no time taking his entire length down your throat, gagging as you stared up at him with teary eyes. And despite him fight as the pleasure your mouth provided him with, Gojo was some how that you cancel the appointment with the other client.

But you sucking his cock won't change his mood. So after a few word exchange and Satoru has you standing on both legs that were spread wife enough for his cock to abuse your pussy. He did just so, wasted no time thrusting into you hard and fast. Holding you firmly against the glass. Watching as you giggling ass recoil with each thrust of his hips.

He was gonna keep you like this in shower until he's satisfied after all Trust Fund Baby Gojo, gets what he wants and right now he wants fill your pussy with his cum, even though he was 25 years old and you're nearly forty.

...

[the-s1lly-corner]

I was wondering if you could do Adam x reader who is obsessed with stuffed animals? They have like at least 30 and almost every time they go somewhere if they can get a new one they will. Thank you and have an azazming day/night!

Adam x reader who is obsessed w/ stuffed animals

Body aches be damned this boy is on that GRIND

Notes: Reader is GN

CWs: none unless you count Adam's douchbaggy-ness/j

Asides from Adam thinking it's a little dumb- not that he would actually shame you to your face about it and he can get over it- hes actually a lot more jealous than he'd thought hed be

Maybe it's because you spend so much time meticulously making sure your plushies are all accounted for an where they need to be, as well as the fact you spoil them with outfits and customized bags.. the first man with the first ego can get a little..

Clingy, if you can call it that- he essentially tries to get your attention

Going onto more light hearted headcanons he definitely air punches and flips over your plushies as a joke, tries to tone it down if you dont appreciate it- eventually gets it down

Despite the above, if you see a plushie you really want hes going to buy it for you. Does it feed a bit into the whole.. issue.. yes, but he likes seeing you happy believe it or not plus it's not like hes short on money

Sometimes surprises you with a plushie or accessory that he thinks you would like.. aww he was running of you! Just dont rub it in

If you see a plush in a claw machine you want hes going to make sure you get it, even if it means bending some rules

WILL keep any small plushies you give him that can be used for key chains, WILL get onto someone if they say anything rude about it

It's generally not his thing but hes not going to stop you or knock you for having an interest as long as it's not consuming you to your detriment

[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

Failure to Comply

Epilogue for Sweet Treats AU: by character | chronological | epilogues

Warnings: these drabbles will include dark elements such as noncon, control, intimidation, alcohol abuse and addiction, and other stuff that may not be specified. Take this as you chance to scroll by.

Please let me know what you think <3

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“I hope you like bacon,” you say as you plop the paper bag on the table. “They didn’t have any sausage left.”

Steve turns, the fluffy robe open shamelessly around his boxers. With a body like his, you wouldn’t be shy either. He pushes back the plush cotton as he eyes the bag.

“What is that?”

“A breakfast wrap and hashbrown,” you flip back the plastic tab on the lid of your cup.

“You want me to eat…” he opens the grease-stained bag and peeks inside with a grimace, “this?”

“Uh, yeah, you said you wanted breakfast.”

“Yeah, well, I thought you were going to grab groceries or something?”

“And do what?” You look around the hotel, “look, I gotta head out. I have a shift today and I smell like the bar.”

“I can’t eat this.”

“Then I will,” you come forward to swipe the bag and he catches your hand. You try to recoil as he clings to you. You tug again as you look him in the face, “bro, what the hell?”

“Bro? You were calling me captain last night.”

“I can’t even remember last night,” you twist your wrist in his grasp, “let go. You’re weirding me out.”

“You promised me breakfast.”

“This is a hotel. Call room service,” you yank your hand away but realise it’s only because he let you. “Jesus, who knew the spangled sack of stars was such a baby.”

You spin on your heel and sip your coffee. It’d be a lot better with some vodka. Or whiskey. You should’ve saved the money you spent on the shitty wrap for a mickey. Fucking jackass.

You toss the keycard on the little tray and grab the door handle. You open it an inch only for it to be snapped back into the frame. You wiggle it and pull again. You look up slowly at the hand planted against the wood. You turn as Steve looms over you.

“What the hell are you doing?”

“I didn’t say you could go.”

“I don’t need your permission,” you scoff, “the fuck?”

“Captain’s orders,” he snarls.

“Alright, you are delusional,” you tug on the handle again, “I really can’t–”

“What happened to that sweet little pussy, hm? You couldn’t get enough last night.”

“Alcohol does that to people,” you roll your eyes, “step away, Cap, or this,” you raise the paper cup, “is going in your fa–”

He smacks the coffee out of your hand, the dark roast spray across the room. You scoff and curse as you gape at Steve. What the fuck?

“You don’t threaten me,” he looms over you, “do you understand what I could do to you?”

You glare at him defiantly, “if it makes you feel like a big man, go ahead.”

“Oh, you know I’m a big man,” he smirks, “you seemed to like that fact a whole lot last night,” he brings his finger up under your chin, “didn’t you?”

“I don’t even remember last night,” you hiss and swat his hand away, “shouldn’t you be looking for your missing girlfriend instead of fucking randos from the nearest dive?”

“Dont,” he warns as he jabs his thick index in your face, “as pretty as that mouth is, doesn't mean I won’t fix it.”

You scowl, “there’s about a dozen other bar hags who would be happy to fuck around but I’m hungover and I can’t be late for work. So move you back up and fuck off.”

He sucks his teeth and stays as he is. Your heart pounds as you reach blindly to your purse. You wrap your hand around the small canister attached to your keys. You’re pretty sure even super soldiers don’t react well to mace.

“You beet back–”

His hand comes up, aimed at your throat, and you raise your own. You hit the button but not quick enough as he angles your arm away from him. He twists your grasp around until the spray is directed straight into your eyes. You shriek and let go of it too late. Fuck that stings.

“You little fucking bitch,” he stretches your arm and bends it harshly, spinning you to pin your wrist to your back. He shoves you against the door as you squirm, “it didn’t have to be like this.”

“Fucker,” you bark as your eyes stream and you gag on the remnants of the spray, “crazy ass motherfucker.”

“I fucking am,” he hauls you away from door, dragging your feet across the floor, “you’re a hard nut to crack, baby, but don’t worry, you will.”

[trashworldblog]

yoooooooo, I was scrolling through your old blogs and I found you had a mystery files jacket??????? Did you get that at the old shop?? Also what other kind of watcher merch do you have? Cause like, I'm thinking of getting some but I'm afraid they'll add something new and then I've wasted all my money :(

yeah!! i have a mystery files jacket! i got it on the old watcherstore when mystery files premiered last year. i love it, it has inside pockets!!! i wore it to the chicago pride parade last year too!

i have quite a bit of watcher merch because im 🤏 irresponsible with money, and my brother and parents get me watcher merch for birthdays and christmas.

i have the professor plush which i love and cherish so much. he is perfect for squeezing when i get really excited and need to stim

the watcher logo patch and the weird wonderful world patch (that are just by my computer, offering their support)

the weird wonderful world shirt (i actually have 2 because one was misprinted and i was able to get a replacement)

the team shaniac shirt that just cracks me up everytime i look at it. i wore it when i met shane and ryan on tour last october!

the lil ghost from too many spirits pin that lives on my fluffy white coat.

the professor scrunchie and the too many spirits scrunchie (they came as a duo). im obsessed with the professor scrunchie im too scared to wear it cus i dont want to get it dirty. (THEY GAVE HIM A HAT !! THEY PUT A LITTLE HAT ON A SCRUNCHIE AREYOUKIDDINGME??? THATS SO CUTE!)

i got the 2023 signed ghost files tour poster, i still need to get a frame for it.

and i recently pre ordered the team shaniac patch, and im planning on putting it on my mystery files jacket.

also im not saying because of this ask i checked out the watcherstuff merch site and impulse ordered the s1 puppet history pins BUT THATS KINDA WHAT JUST HAPPENED LMAOO (listennnn its been rough, i deserve a little treat in the form of wearing god on my jacket)

their merch is really good, i like it a lot. its cute, some of it is subtle, and good quality. everything i got, besides the shaniac patch, was from the old store. if i remember right, theyre currently switching merch companies ?? and i dont think the old merch is coming back (i could be wrong, i dont work there lol). but if you do want a shot at some of the old merch, they're selling mystery boxes on their watcherstuff store now. plus anything labeled "first edition" is from their old merch store. my guess is when that is sold out, its gone.

it'll probably take them some time to design, produce, and sell new merch. so if you want something now, id get it now because you'll likely have time before the next new drop. but the current merch likely isnt going to go away any time soon.

[battiegutz]

dunno what the actual reason was as far as what was told to me as a kid but multiple times as a kid and early teen i ended up selling (spcefically selling not giving away) a large chunk of my toys/stuffed animals/other interest related stuff and while i dont think it was ever malicious on my parents part i do think its such a tragedy to not have those things now esp as an autistic person who was very fixated on these things but bc of societal pressure and shame i only felt i could enjoy these things in private but at some points it got so bad that i felt ashamed to have any interests at all and felt the need to sell anything "childish" which im guessing my parents viewed as just me becoming more "mature" as a teen but in reality was the result of masking so hard i didnt feel like i could enjoy my own interests at all bc they were "childish" or "lame". a couple specific things that stand out to me when i think of this stuff is 1. a large leopard plush i had at a very young age and was very special to me bc of memories attached to it and i was made to sell it at a garage sale which i was devastated by. 2. me around age 11 being told that if i wanted to make some money for something i cant remember what i had to sell all my lps which i was again devastated by bc they meant a LOT to me but my mom kept saying how proud of me she was while i packed them into freezer bags with a blank face shutting down my emotions so i wouldnt cry over the fact that my little plastic friends would be going to someone unknown and i would never see them again. and 3. early teens i got into minecraft but suddenly it was "cringe" and everything thus far had taught me to sell the precious few items i had of this interest bc it was shameful to love things dearly and wholly. idk where im going with all this. i miss my lps. my little plastic friends, the worlds and characters id make with them, the connection they gave me to a friend, their perfect weight and texture, their sweet faces. i miss them. no reason to this post im just rambling i guess. i guess a lesson is encourage your kids interests or whatever.

[get-rammed]

hi ram!! ik you got bored of fnaf so would it be ok to get the deets on your monty series on tiktok? i dont wanna pressure you into making any content but i wanna know what happens so bad

Eventually I'll get around to finishing part 3.

But ye here we go.

It would follow the anon as they heal while working in the daycare.

Starting with like a flash of the anon walking away and then dealing with legal crap. NDA's and the likes. This isn't the first time an animatronic has gone rogue so they'd prefer if this stayed quiet. Paying the anon to keep working there and shrug it off.

Following as they box up all their Monty merch and art he's drawn/made with them. Leave it in a closet. But they can't bear to lock the plush away, so it sits on the floor near their bed.

When they go back to work it follows them as they explain to Chica's Handler how things with Monty go. His needs and what to watch for. None of the other Handlers are aware of the truth. As far as they know his jaw malfunctioned while the anon was working on him. So there's no reason for anyone to be afraid. Warning them to immediately tell anyone if he seems like he's going to hurt someone. She's confused at their concern, but acknowledges she'll keep an eye out.

We'd follow the anon as they meet Dawn, the daycare attendents Handler. She has a robotic left hand. An "accident" that occurred with the failed Project Starlight (my Security Monty). So she knows immediately what actually happened and forces the truth out. As with her, nobody knows the truth. Just knows she lost her hand and the security Monty project was canned.

She explains she avoids the show animatronics since they're too much. Where both attendents are quieter and mindful of her and her anxieties. She only keeps working with Fazbear due to the same NDA and contracts the anon has signed. Good money, but they must both face their trauma each day.

Then it'd be a slide show essentially of the anon in the daycare for a few months. Their casts going away and down to bandages to show the passage of time. With moments of Monty looking nervous but trying to be entertaining in the day care. The attendents are hovering around the anon to make sure they're okay.

There would be a break in here for Dawn to be having a smoke while the anon is eating their lunch. Dawn asks since they're almost healed, would they be going back? When a familiar gator shaped shadow appears. It panics the anon for a second, but it's just Chica's (and currently Monty's as well) Handler dressed in a Monty suit saying of COURSE they're coming back as soon as they're healed. So the anon grits out a yes. They'll go back. They're told they'll be moved back in two weeks.

We got some inner monologe about how they still can't open the closet where all his stuff is at and it flashes with the plush under some clothes.

Cutting to the anon meeting a kid they haven't seen before. He asks about their big scar. Trying to be polite they get his name and chat with him for a bit. Then realize he has no pass. This child is Gregory. Cue him taking off and the anon letting security know.

They don't see him again and just hope he's fine.

They're walking out with Dawn and realize they had forgotten their security pass so wish her a good weekend and head back. Their way back is blocked. They're forced to walk back past the show animatronics in their rooms. They can hear Monty's meltdown from where they are. Telling themsleves not to panic, it's not their problem, he'll be fine come Monday when they're going to be his Handler again.

Lil flashes of Monty ripping up his room and the bots in there.

Chica's Handler stops them. Forcing them to acknowledge the terrifying situation at hand. Ask what's wrong, she admits they don't know. Freddy collapsed on stage and Monty started freaking out in a bad way. There were attempts to turn down his aggression but he kept overwriting the code. He was supposed to be in sleep mode but he force reactivated. So they're letting him run till he's outta juice for the night. She admits something is wrong with all of them, but hopes things will sort themsleves out.

It's clear the anon is getting uncomfortable, so the Handler bids them a good weekend and they're back on their way. Once they get their badge they're on their way back to the entrance, but are stopped by Vanny. "You shouldn't be here."

And then it ends.

I was initially planning for that to be it, but after discussion of the anon working with Gregory through the night, I ended up thinking of more to feed that. But we'll see if I continue it past this part or not.

[blog-of-a-multitude-of-fandoms]

Rainbow Hippo- Scott Lang

Pairing: Scott Lang x Reader

Characters: Scott Lang, Cassie Lang

Warnings: N/A

Request: @i-still-dont-like-your-face​ - Ooohhh maybe a family fun day with Scott Lang and young Cassie?

Word Count: 673

Author: Charlotte

Scott always spoke fondly of Cassie, so when you started to date, you were under no illusion of what you were getting in for. He loved his daughter dearly and wanted to do more for her, and you were fully supportive of that. You imagined when he told you of his ex-wife that you would end up hating her but actually you liked Maggie and you understood why her relationship with Scott didn’t work out, you appreciated the honesty she had about it and the lack of bitterness between the two of them.

As soon as you met Cassie, you were wrapped around her little figure. You weren’t trying to be a mum to her, you were trying to be whatever she wanted you to be; mainly just a safe adult that would make sure she stayed happy and healthy.

Scott didn’t get to see her as much as he liked, but when the two of you did have her, you made the most of it. He had a Saturday with her, so you had bought the three of you tickets to the fun fair that had come into town and you knew they were both beyond excited to spend the day there.

You went on a couple of rides before you stopped for some candyfloss and moved onto the booths with intricate tasks to win overpriced prizes. As you passed a stool with dartboards, you noticed Cassie’s eyes widen at the sight of the prize.

“Do you want to try and win the giant rainbow hippo?” You offered.

Her head began to nod at a rate you didn’t realise was human. You handed over two dollars to the man who handed Cassie the three darts and explained how many points she needed to win to win each size of prize. She poked out her tongue as she threw the three darts, two of which hit the board. She let out a sigh but smiled to the man as she made her choice of a small purple bear on a keychain.

Scott practically puffed out his chest as he stepped forward, thrusting more money at the man.

“Let me win it for you,” he grinned, very assure of himself.

He threw his darts but managed to score lower than his daughter, reluctantly taking the purple cat keychain to hand to Cassie. Scott exchanged more money for more darts but didn’t do any better. He tried a few times, collating a rainbow menagerie of keychains for Cassie to juggle, unable to land anything better than his daughter had.

“Dad,” Cassie smiled softly. “I don’t mind, look how many of these I have, they are better than the big one anyway.”

It might have been easier if his daughter had thrown a strop, it may have justified his persistence for the toy that was worth less than the money that he had already spent.

“I want you to get the one you want,” he grunted, throwing his last dart again, once more failing.

Cassie let out a sigh, not knowing what else to say to convince him that she would still be happy without the toy.

You gently touched your boyfriend’s arm to try and draw his attention from the dartboard.

“How about I have one try? Then we’ve all had a go, and then we can call this an end of this booth, and move your machismo onto hook a duck.”

Scott was reluctant but seeing the pleading eyes of his daughter, he accepted the deal. You handed over the last two dollars in exchange for three darts.

You carefully threw the three darts, each hitting the mark you had been aiming for. Neither of your companions had expected such a thing to happen but you could see the joy in Cassie’s eyes as the rainbow hippo was handed over to you.

“H-how?” Scott spluttered.

“There’s a lot you don’t know about me Scotty,” you grinned, thrusting the giant plush toy into his chest, finally leading the three of you away from the booth.

[aamaranthiine]

❛ you'll have to excuse them. they're idiots. ❜ / aqua.

The ruckus caused by Aqua's crew doesnt seem to unsettle her too much, and if it did, it's not anywhere near obvious. Rowdy pirates are just sort of the standard for her work, just as much as she dealt with the unscrupulous and bad tempered. In the hustle and hubbub, the Pose Artificer is steady and docile, pleasant even for the subtle curl at the corners of her plush lips. Bunch of idiots they may be, there is profit to be made and money is an excellent motivator for her continued positive mood.

"No offense taken, I assure you." Thea says as a formality, maybe even entertained by their shenanigans as they verbally scuffle and throw banter around as much as they did booze. Reminding her of the merriment she often bore witness to from a certain Yonko's crew, whenever it was they did business together. "They seem in high spirits, it should be savored while it lasts."

There's the clink of mugs and glassware, a refill for herself and Aqua set down by the passing barkeep. "We were talking standard rates, yes? You dont need any maps going on ahead, just a Pose and an extra?"

[vyvesvi]

why have i been striking out so consistently when it comes to online shopping recently TTTT all i want is to be warm and comfy

[strawbxrryneptune]

Hood Bakugo gives me life.

I NEED you to write about the whole UA gang in the hood because this was just *chefs kiss*

Easily in my top 5 fav fics of all time ♥♥♥

Idk what you mean by whole UA gang but here's a lil smth smth

♡♡

Bakugou in the hood is beautiful. Dating him is like a religious experience tbh. He's definitely the plug/dealer everyone's afraid of. If you owe him money or anything, I pray for you. He does not take shit lightly, you will leave his place with 4 missing toes, and if you don't pay your debt by the end of the week, you won't have any legs 🤷🏾‍♀️. Carries a glock around all the time, but you wouldnt know cause he hides it. Has a temper but it's not as bad as it used to be when he was just starting out. He sits back and watches, the kind of gangsta that doesnt do the whole 'gang signs for everything' type shit, and he's not soft. For you, yeah. For his bros, sometimes, but if he needs to kill a bitch he won't hesitate.

He loves ass. Like if you walk into his crib and you're wearing shorts??

Game over.

He'll push you down onto the plush carpet of his office and make you suck him off while he takes drags of a blunt, offering it to you while you gag around him. If you accept, he'll have you blow rings around his cock while you suck it, then when he's about to cum he'll pull you off and fuck you from the back, grabbing at your ass and cursing into the air.

Gives you a smack on the ass and a bunch of rolled hundreds so you can go shopping. Get as much shit as you want, but at the end of the day you better be in his bed.

♡♡

Denki's headass is a fake hood nigga . He's probably a super senior (got held back lmfao) cause he kept getting caught either blowing bitches backs out in the stairwell or hot boxing the bathroom. When he was in high school, he was def the type to put a speaker in his backpack and blast NBA youngboy. He throws gang signs in the hallways, not even knowing what some of them really mean.

He's been shot at multiple times.

The only reason he's not always in trouble is cause he and Bakugou grew up together. No one fucks with Bakugou's crew.

He has an unhealthy obsession with tits for sure. He sees you in a tank top or an off the shoulder and hes pulling you to a secluded corner and kissing you breathless, hands tugging and pinching at your chest.

Loves when you ride him cause he can watch your tits bounce.

Even if you dont have big ones, he still loves them, sucking at your nipples and rubbing up and down your stomach.

Leaves lots of marks.

Would die for you. Has threatened to shoot your parents for making you cry, even though all he has is a pocket knife.

Has to beg Bakugou for a glock.

♡♡

Sero is the plug. Like, Bakugou does some runs for him occasionally but Sero has everything. He's always in this really ratty recliner with a pitbull at his feet, smoking a blunt and playing some dumbass game.

He has so much money constantly, its crazy.

Even tho what he does is against the law in so many ways he's friends with all the neighborhood cops. Mans never gets in trouble LMAO.

He and Bakugou are the ones who run shit.

He loves thighs. Around the house you're only allowed to wear short shorts and thigh thighs. Or, even better, naked with thigh thighs 👀

Sadly, the last option is virtually impossible cause there's always people coming in and out.

But when he isnt working, he loves to lay you down and feast on you, making you play his game or try to finish his blunt without choking or losing.

Goes down on you for hours, won't even fuck you unless you beg for it.

Doesnt give a shit about himself when it comes to you :((

♡♡

Kirishima isnt a part of the hood LMFAO

Hes like that one friend who everyone loves but doesnt belong there.

Like Jaden, Shawn, Daeshawn, and Mark.

We love Mark.

Kiri was Bakugou's childhood best friend. He and Bakugou went on different paths, and Bakugou is a growing gangsta while Kirishima is manager in training at Game Stop.

He doesn't smoke often but when he does it's really fun.

Gets the gang discounts at the store, even tho they can all afford to buy the entire Gamestop chain.

That's why Sero has every new Play Station, Balugou has every Xbox, Denki has all the Legend of Zelda merch, Mina has a bunch of cute plushies.

He always comes in clutch 😫

He loves everything about you.

Like he cant pick a favorite body part, but loose clothing (sundresses, baggy clothes, his clothes??) Makes him lose his mind.

He will lift up whatever you're wearing finger you till your creaming all over him, then slide home and make your legs shake for days.

Feral Kirishima is not a common thing, hes usually sweet and doting, the ultimate service dom, but wear his shirt with some thigh highs or a garter belt?? Or even his uniform shirt ??

R.I.P that pussy, ayyy

♡♡

Mina is literally the most fun out of all of them.

She always has some type of substance on her, a little flask, some weed in a cute baggy, some suspicious pills, you name it.

Always dresses in juicy merch.

Shes always wearing those silky sweat outfits with the crop jackets, with a gold chain and some filas.

Nails always done, hair always done.

Ms. Girl can fight, period.

Will and has beat a bitch for you.

Don't get her mad. She angry cries, and will swing on you if needed.

She also loves everything about you, but she be staring at your ass a lot.

Doesnt care what you're wearing, she will smack it.

Shes usually more domineering. Shes definitely a switch, but she takes control in the way that she knows what she wants and she'll guide you through it, even if shes "subbing"

Loves going down on you.

She gets insecure sometimes when you wanna eat her out, but always shakes in pleasure at the end of the night, manicures nails scraping down your back and scalp as she screams your name.

You literally have no idea what she does or where she goes when she disappears randomly, but she always has cash.

No one asks questions tho

♡♡

Let me know if you want a Dekusquad or individual fic/drabble :)

[teyvat-writer]

(Idk what your rules are for submissions so I thought I'd send it in here just in case. Sorry haha)

This is for 🦊 anon, I just wanted to say, good luck with surgery stuff.

And some tips for learning to sew: start with plushies. Theres TONS of techniques thats used in plushie making that is used for clothes as well. a pattern maker I personally really love is https://cholyknight.com

They have incredible patterns, both paid for and free. They also have a tips for beginners page and all their patterns are marked with which difficulty. They also have tips on which kind of fabrics to use for that plushie, how much you need, a list of everything you need for that plush etc. They also have some patterns for clothes, pouches etc. I know they have one on their etsy for a hoodie with a ton of extras like ears, wings, thumbholes etc.

Also, if you do buy a sewing machine, espessially in the beginning, you wont need alot of those fancy stitches. You can usually get away with only a handful for Most projects. And try to buy one where you can return it easily. That way you can try it out, feel how it sews before deciding whether you keep it. I currently have a sewing machine that I got as a second hand from a late family friend. It works well, but sews too quick for my liking, making it more difficult then it has to be. And those 'handsewing machines' (advertised as being handheld sewing machines) do not work for shit, dont get them, trust me I wasted my money on that shit.

Another thing, if you want to practice for example sewing straight lines, or corners, or curves. Get a piece of paper, and print out some of the things you want to learn to sew (so if its straight lines, get a piece of paper with just a bunch of straight lines) and put that under the sewing machine, without putting the thread in. Its an easy way to practice and you wont damage any fabrics nor use any thread. The only thing is: keep in mind this can make your sewing machine needle very blunt alot quicker then usual. Its the same principle as why you have seperate scissors for fabric and for paper. Paper makes that shit blunt as SHIT.

Anyway I hope that helps lmao, feel free to dm me if you ever want more tips lol

@lostmyshadesanon foxy!!! Here r some helpful tips from a very considerate fella!!!

[cami1dstanandmore]

I dont know where else to post this tbh but here ya go not really a fic just ig Bucky pining, reflecting idk all ik is i liked this and maybe it could turn into something. Written on whim 1000000% not edited like at all so im sorry for the shitty grammer

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He knew him better than he knew himself. From that spunky small kid at the playground to the relentless soldier he became. He cared for him, watched over him when he was sick, worried that his smart mouth and idiot bravery would get him killed someday. If not his shit health that seemed to decline every winter. He eventually created a system that worked both for his Stevie and him constantly waiting and preparing by putting aside some money for his next sickness, having the first aid kit fully stocked for his next fight. He always knew there would be a next time. But there was nothing- nothing- that could have prepared him to that raging love that consumed every part of him. Don’t get him wrong. He always knew he loved Steve but he didn't understand the capacity of it until he was on that metal table. He knew he wanted to be with him, share every moment, he wasn't stupid he figured pretty early on he was sweet on Steve the way men were supposed to be sweet on dames. He knew he wanted every single part of that blonde rage of rigeoutess fury, he wanted the fights, the laughs, the tears, the worry, he wanted to lay in bed every night and wake up to his kisses and blows of love. Everything he was already receiving -sorta- see Stevie didn't know how stupidly in love Buck was with him. And it killed him every day because he knew someday that he would have to settle with a dame have a few kids and a nice house. Same with Stevie if any damn dame would actually see him for who he was. And not the 5’3 skinny unhealthy boy he was. If only they could see past that. But then that also seemed unfair because Bucky loved how small Steve was, his curvy waist, his pultruding spine he imagined to leave kisses on every night and morning. His small chest that although seemed to fail him more than help. The floppy blonde hair that seems to always be in the way of his bright baby blues with eyelashes so long they brushed up on his high cheek bones. The wonderful nose that seemed to have been broken more times than he can remember. And right below those plush pink lips that he always bit when concentrating on a drawing and Bucky always dreamed it was him biting those lips. God he loved every single part of Steve his physical to his mind to the beautiful heart that was to good for this world. He knew God wanted his angel back if all the sicknesses and near deaths weren't proof enough maybe he let him down here on accident but maybe just maybe God took pity on Bucky and let him keep this beautiful angel.

But then war came along and they ended up separated one way or another this beautiful being was being taken away from him he hated it. And then he was there on his side only whole foot taller and bigger so much bigger than his tiny Steve. Captain America is what he was known as. 

Though no matter what he was still the same punk he grew up with. Sure the physical had changed but his stupid need to jump head first into every danger was still there. Captain America was a hero. And Bucky loved that for him. But to him Steve Rogers was his hero. Would always be because it wasnt Captian Americas propaganda that led Steve to rescue buck much less stick by his side the last 20 years no it was Steves undying love and loyalty and almost 100 years later here Steve Rogers was once again saving him. Always his saving grace the reason to keep going.

[chaos-writes-fanfiction]

Someone Better

Pairings: Yamaguchi × fem!reader

A/n this is my first time writing for Yamaguchi, and I know I’ve a few stories about Oikawa being a jerk etc but I plan on writing for him soon to give him some love dont worry

Warnings: mentions of cheating

When you started dating Oikawa you thought things were going to be great however you couldn’t have been more wrong. He spent his time training and practicing Volleyball, studying and hanging out with Iwaizumi or his fan girls. It was hard to not get jealous of his fans but it inevitably happened. Especially since you went to Karasuno not Aoba Josai.

Today there was a practice match between Seijoh and Karasuno. You are walking to the gym with your middle school friends Tsukishima and Yamaguchi, when you see the fan girls. You just ignore them for now.

“Are you going to stay and watch?” Yamaguchi asked

“Of course I’m going to watch” you said smiling

“Have to show my support for my best friends”

“We’re not best friends” Tsukishima said

“Says the guy who still has the dino plush I gave you the first Christmas we knew each other” you teased him

“Okay fine were best friends” he said rolling his eyes.

“Yama, Tsuki, good luck” you said hugging Yamaguchi before leaving to go upstairs to watch the practice match.

You wait upstairs for the game to start and watch as Oikawa walked onto the court to star warming up by Iwaizumi. But you frown when you notice a hickey on Oikawas neck that you didnt leave. Anger started to boil in you as you storm down the stairs and go over to him.

“Kawa” you said tapping your foot to try to expel some of your angeriuuuu

“Hi cutie” he said smiling but his smile vanished when he noticed you were upset “what’s wrong?”

“Have you been cheating on me?” You asked

“No why would you ask me that?” Oikawa asked

“You have a hickey on you neck asshole” you said “and I didn’t leave it there”

“Shit” he mumbled scratching the back of his neck.

“Whatever its over” you said turning to leave.

He grabbed your wrist pulling you back to him

“No, you dont get end things” he said

“Yes she does” Daichi said

“Let her go” Asahi said

He released your wrist Daichi and the other third years protectively had you behind them. Yamaguchi wrapped his arms around you bring you into his chest.

“Dont ever touch her again” Daichi said

“Shes trash anyways” Oikawa said

“No you she isn’t” Yamaguchi said

“Its no surprise someone like you could never appreciate someone like her” Tsukishima said

“We will handle this on the court by beating you” Daichi said

The team took you back to their side. And they went back to warming up. You stayed by Coach Ukai and Kiyoko. You watch the game and cheer for Karasuno as they end up winning two of the three sets.

As your team is getting ready to leave you’ve attached yourself to Tsuki and Yama walking between them as you leave.

A few weeks have passed and you’ve been alot closer to Yamaguchi. To the point some of the girls in your class came up to you one day.

“Hey aren’t you dating Yamaguchi?” She asked

“No why would you say that?” You asked

“Well you’re always with him and that Tsukishima guy” she said “and you’ve been seen walking with him to school”

“We’re friends have been since before middle school” you said “and we’re neighbors so we always walk to school together”

Then the girl turned to one of the other girls

“You owe me money they aren’t dating!” She said proudly

“Wait you made a bet on weather or not we were dating?” You asked frowning

“Well yeah why else would you hang out with him?” She asked

“For your information Yamaguchi is one of the sweetest most caring people out there, and just because hes shy no one gets to see that and any girl would be lucky to be his girlfriend” you snapped back

Little did you know that Tsuki and Yama were waiting to pick you up from class and heard everything when you stood to and grabbed your things and left

“Oh you’re here” you said

“Yeah came to get you pipsqueak” Tsuki said

“Come on” Yamaguchi said

You nod and follow them out towards the volleyball gym. Tsuki went on a head of you and Yamaguchi.

“So, did you mean what you said in class?” Yamaguchi asked nervously scratching the back of his neck

“That you’re incredibly sweet and kind?” You asked “and any girl would be lucky to be your girlfriend?”

“Yeah that” he said

“Oh well you should know by now I don’t say things I dont mean” you said smiling up at him

He turned and faced you lightly touching your cheek. He ran his thumb over your bottom lip

“C-can I kiss you?” He whispered

As you looked into his eyes you nod. He leaned down and kissed your lips tenderly his lips molding to yours, as the months if not longer of mutual pining and denial of feelings for one another faded away. You gripped his shirt as he cupped your cheeks in his hands.

“Oooh first year is getting some action!” Tanaka hollered

“Who knew Yamaguchi had it in him?” Nishinoya added.

You both part hearing the second years. Before you can turn to run Yamaguchi pulls you into his embrace so you can hide your blushing face. He hides his face in your hair.

“Tell me I’m dreaming” he whispered in your ear

“I’m sorry yama, but you’re 100% awake” you whisper

He groaned and hugged you tighter.

“Yamaguchi we have practice get a move on it” Sugawara yelled

“Watch practice?” He asked

“Of course” you said pulling away to look at his face.

His cheeks were still slightly red. You lean up and kissed his cheek. His cheeks flamed darker now. But he took your hand and led you to the gym. You stayed and watched him practice.

After practice you walked home with Tsukki and Yama like normal. But this time you were walking beside Yamaguchi a little closer than normal.

“Hey dummy” Tsukki said

Both you and Yamaguchi stop and look at him

“What?” Yamaguchi asked

“Just hold her damn hand already” Tsukki said “you both are so painfully oblivious to your feelings I’m sick of watching it” he walked on ahead of you both after that

You blush at Tsuki’s words even though he already left. You look at Yamaguchi who is looking at you.

“Can I hold your hand?” He asked

“Yes, you can” you said

He gently took your hand and gave your hand a gentle squeeze.

“I really like you Yamaguchi” you said

“I like you too. Will, you be my girlfriend?” He asked nervously

“Yes” you said smiling at him

“Oh thank goodness” he said in relief

“Did you think I would say no?” You asked softly

“Well I mean I’m nothing like Oikawa, he’s taller, stronger an-” he started

“Yama, I like you for you I have for so long” you said “he didn’t care about me, not like you do”

He smiled and kissed your forehead

“Thank you for that” he said

“Of course” you said smiling up at him

“Will you come to the tournament next week?” He asked

“Of course, I will I need to support my boyfriend and my school” you said

A week passed and were headed to the tournament. Excited to watch them play. When you arrive you see them walking off the bus.

“Yamaguchi, your girlfriend is here” Tanaka said

He turned and smiled running over to you.

“Hey Sweetheart” he said hugging you

“Hi Tadashi” you said smiling and kissing his cheek

“Wanna wear my jacket?” He asked blushing

“Really?” You asked

“Mhmm” he said he pulled away and took off his jacket.

You put it on and smiled warmly up at him.

“Yamaguchi let’s go, you might as well bring her with you” Daichi called as they started walking to go inside.

Yamaguchi took your hand and caught up to the rest of the team. You ended up helping Yachi and Kiyoko with some prep. When things got started you notice Aoba Josai walking in. You ignore them and go back to helping Kiyoko. They end up winning 3 games before having their next match against Seijoh. You were nervous about the match.

You are standing against the railing with Yachi and Saeko watching them warm up before the game. Seijoh walks onto the court and starts warming up too. That’s when Oikawa notices you. He frowns seeing you in a black jacket.

“Tadashi, Tsuki” you said waving to them “good luck”

They both wave back at you, Tadashi smiled warmly. Oikawa saw this and started getting mad. You watch the game and it’s time for Tadashi to serve.

“Go Tadashi!” You cheer for him

He looks up at you smiles taking a deep breath and does his serve. And Karasuno ends up winning. After their win you run down to the court.

“You did amazing!” You said running to Tadashi

He smiled and picked you up hugging you tightly. Then leaned down and kissed your lips. Oikawa saw was visibly angry.

“Seriously?” Oikawa asked.

You pull away from Tadashis lips “what?” You asked

“Him? You go from me to him?” Oikawa asked

“Yes I went from a self centered cheater to a incredibly sweet and loving boyfriend who isnt afraid to show me off” you said

Tadashi wrapped his arms around your waist resting his chin on your shoulder. And moved his jacket a little showing a few hickeys that were on your neck.

“Shes wearing my volleyball jacket, with hickeys I left on her” he said

“When we dated you told me to not worry about him” Oikawa said

“And you didnt have to, we got together after you cheated on me” you said

“Now shes mine, and I have no intention of letting her go” he said “now if you’ll excuse us, we are going to celebrate our win”

You both walk away hand in hand to go celebrate with the rest of the team. Your hand securely in his. He leaned down and gave you another kiss on the lips before you walked out to rest for the remainder of the day.