#im tired ignore my babbling

[enden-k]

im srsly gonna bite someone atp and its not haitham and his tits for once

[capitainecorbeau]

My parents are so fucking annoying about me being trans my dad outed me to my grandparents without warning or permission and my mom I guilt tripping me about coming out to my brother every time we see each other. Like sorry but there is like ONE single cishet person I came out to who has been genuinely cool about it. ONE. Honestly I'd rather people think I was a girl than deal with anymore 'but it's so hard for me :'((((((((' bullshit or people making a vague token effort for a week and then pretending I didn't say anything.

[crushmeeren]

UH UH UH UH UH

COULD YOU LIKE MAKE A ONESHOT OF HINATA AND A PREGNANT!READER? LIKE HINATA WATCHES US FEED OUR BABY AND HES LIKE "ooooo I wanna taste" AND UHM YEAH? IDK- IM SORRY IM NEW TO YOUR BLOG PLEASE IGNORE IF ITS OUT OF YOUR BOUNDARIES-

I absolutely CAN write this for you friend. It’s on the shorter side and I sort of rushed writing it, but nonetheless I hope you enjoy! 𖦆

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⋆ FEM READER ⋆

It’s on a Saturday night when Shouyou finds himself unable to stop staring at you. To be fair, he always gawks at you, but tonight he would insist it’s different.

It’s been at least three months since you’d given birth to your baby boy and in the spirit of complete honesty, neither of you had wanted to touch sex with a ten foot pole since you were given the green light.

Being new parents is, for lack of a better word, exhausting. It’s bone achingly tiring and at this point you can’t even remember what it means to be turned on.

As the two of you relax side by side in your bed this evening, you’re preoccupied with nursing your son, Reno. You’ve lifted your shirt up to dangle around your neck and out of the way, freeing your breasts and making your nipples turn to pebbles due to the chilly air circulating the room.

Shouyou had been resting his head on the headboard, craning his neck to watch you with tender adoration as you nourish Reno.

He leers at the way your tits bounce gently against your chest as you get situated, shorts becoming a bit too snug the more you move around. The fullness of your squishy breasts and the soft tone of your voice when you speak to Reno suddenly has an all too familiar warmth rushing through his belly. The same lust that caused you to end up with Reno in the first place.

Shouyou shifts in place, cock jumping when he starts to get the powerful impulse to get his own taste of your tits. It’s as if the previous three months have built up an insurmountable tension inside of him, itching to be released and his veins start to pulse with arousal.

The breast that’s not currently being ravaged by a little monster begins to leak a few drops of ivory milk, and Shouyou has to bite his fingers and squeeze his toes together to keep from moaning as it trails down the swell of your tit.

“Sho?” You wave a hand in front of his face.

A flush burrows into his cheeks and his eyes flit up to meet yours, his expression somehow sheepish and coy simultaneously.

“Sorry baby, you just look stupid hot right now. I can’t stop thinking about taking a taste myself. I want to lick it off.” He pouts playfully. “Why does Reno get to have you all to himself?” Shouyou whines. Your head tilts back briefly in laughter as you maneuver your son up to burp him.

“Well he’s a baby for one.”

Reno babbles happily over your shoulder and Shouyou can’t help but grin widely and rub the little one’s back in soothing circular motions.

“Well yeah, but I don’t hear you saying no to it being my turn next,” he teases, reaching up a sneaky hand to grip a handful of your breast and squeeze. You bat his hand away and rise from the bed, letting your shirt fall back down into place.

“I’m putting Reno down in his room and then I’m gonna ride you, sound good Sho?” You speak as casually as if you’re talking about the weather and Shouyou vibrates in place, elbows getting caught in his shirt in his rush to strip naked.

Upon return you raise an eyebrow when you spot your husband stretched out lazily on the bed. He beams at you, one arm folded behind his head and his already stiff cock resting on his lower belly. He circles his shaft and teasingly tugs on his cock a few times.

The sight makes your pussy clench around nothing and you waste no time discarding your own clothes on the way to the bed. Once you crawl onto the bed and up to your other half, it’s like remembering how to ride a bike. A muscle reflex that’s come back to life.

Sinking down slowly onto Shouyou’s cock and bouncing in his lap reminds you of the first time you ever slept with him. The pleasure blisters through your limbs, heat rushing down your spine and you’re convinced you could cum from the stretch of his cock alone.

When he leans up and sucks your nipple into his mouth, you wail his name. You dig your nails into the back of his skull and throw your head back as milk flows freely across his tongue.

Your husband moans against you, swallowing a mouthful yet never letting go as he grips your waist, digs his heels into the mattress and snaps his hips upwards in frantic movements. You stay suspended in air over his lap and let him work you over in a way he only knows how.

In what must be less than five minutes, he’s dragging you over the edge. Your mouth drops open in a silent scream and your pussy sucks in his cock like it never wants to let go. Shouyou thrusts a handful of times and then yanks you down into his lap, grinding up against your ass. He releases your nipple with a pop and his cock jerks while he fills you to the brim with a throaty moan of your name.

It takes a couple of moments of quiet panting, your forehead resting on his before you half heartedly punch him in the shoulder.

“Ow! What was that for??” Shouyou rubs his shoulder dramatically and leans back to pout at you.

“That’s for not pulling out! I swear Shouyou, if we just made another baby I’m never having sex with you again!”

Shouyou’s eyes crinkle and he laughs. Then, he laughs even harder when you smush his face with your palm and push until he falls flat on his back. Your expression pinches as you stand, the sticky cum trailing down your inner thighs grossing you out.

Your husband snickers, wiggling his eyebrows at you and you flip him off, muttering under your breath as you make your way to the bathroom to get clean.

Reno chooses then to live up to his nickname of little demon and lets out an ear piercing scream. Shouyou calls out that he’s got it and jerkily tugs on his previously discarded pair of shorts before speed walking to Reno’s room.

As much as he wishes for you to get pregnant again, he knows now is not the time. One baby is complete chaos and he’s reminded of that even more when he strides into his son’s room where he’s currently wailing loudly enough to burst an eardrum.

Oh well, he can always try again.

[mavnagerie]

hi! i never done this before but i saw your requests were open!!

I wanted to request zoro?

basically you were in love with zoro and he knew but he thought you were annoying to him and he rejects you. you grow distant from him mainly and then someone else (your choice, idm!) helps you through it and you start exhibiting the behavior you did with him and he gets jealous or upset? and he realizes he messed up and he wants to win you back? can end any way you want :3

if not, its fine! thank you! ∩^ω^∩

we can’t be friends

* jealousy is a bad habit

roronoa zoro x reader

part 1, part 2

summary: mihawk tells zoro “no girls” and when zoro comes back home to the strawhats, is blinded by the fact that mihawks training trumps how much he misses you.

warnings: straw hat! reader. no smut! slight angst + fluff, past relationship ish (close flirty friendship, possible fwb) brief luffy x reader (x zoro). totally a set up to a poly ship but whatever, what’s new with me. no proof read we die like men.

*authors note: requests are open

your bed was coziest on the early mornings you couldn’t sleep, staring at the window to the room as nami and robin quietly snored in their own beds and you practically shivered as you sat up, getting out of bed and finding yourself freezing from the early morning at sea.

you grabbed a jacket and threw it on before walking out onto the deck. you knew zoro was up for lookout in the past night so you expected to find him somewhere on the deck. you padded around in the cold grass of the sunny while the sun peaked over the horizon. you were shocked robin hadn’t even stirred awake yet.

your thick jacket covered your arms and the fluff of the hood cuddled around your neck. hearing footsteps, the obvious footsteps of the man who’s lookout shift was almost over. heavy and loud from his boots.

“whatre you doing up so early” he asked you with an annoyed look, not wanting to be bothered so early in the morning.

“uh i don’t know.. i woke up and couldn’t go back to sleep” he gave you a once over, watching as the giant jacket held your frame like a warm hug.

“mh” he grunted before walking past you. he had gotten yelled at last time he fell asleep while on lookout so now when he gets super tired he walks around the ship, especially when it’s early in the morning so there’s no reason for him to be in his training room.

“zoro..” you looked at him, following him. he ignored you. he tried to ignore the pink that flushed his cheeks when he saw your in your small pajama set and thinking to himself ‘no wonder you were so cold.’

“what..” he groans, turning around, looming over you.

“nothing. i- i don’t understand the cold shoulder you always give me! we used to be so close before you went to train with mihawk. did i do something?” your words almost stabbed through him like your thoughts had been stabbing through your heart like knives for months.

your words struck a chord with him. a chord he didn’t really know how to handle, something that stirred up anger in him but not anger he wanted to take out on you, although, that didn’t stop him.

“yknow what, princess? if you really wanna know how i feel?? you’re annoying and you always get on my nerves, im tired of you parading around here in your cute little outfits trying to get my attention! i don’t want it. just leave me alone!” he snapped. he snapped at you. you of all people, he snapped at you. his words fell from his mouth like a babbling water fall.

he turns away from you and walks away, leaving you standing there with a shaky hand and a tear in your eye. with a soft sigh you just walk away, no other words to be said as you find your way back into bed, tears landing on your pillow with your jacket scattered on the floor. hours passed while you fell back asleep, but as it reared noon , someone came back into the bedroom looking for you. with all of your heart you hoped it was zoro but as namis soft voice filled your ears you were sorely disappointed.

“hey, y/n…you gotta wake up at some point, sanji is getting worried but we won’t let him come in here..” she lets out a small giggle between words as you feel your bed dip at the end as she sits on it. she gently grabs your leg through the blanket. “you feeling okay?”

you turn to her, tears in your eyes again. nodding your head. she sees your tears and while feeling a little uncomfortable, she leans forward and pulls you into a hug. “you’re not, but that’s okay. cmon get up and get dressed so we can go eat something” she smiles as you pushed your face into her shoulder.

as you pulls away, she stands up and picks out some clothes for you before getting out of the room so you can change. you standup, get undressed and pull the clothes on, watching your self in the mirror. once you pull your shoes on, you step out of the room and are met by a loud luffy and the sound of the strawhats somewhere on the ship.

you walked to the kitchen and found sanji there, waiting for you. “you missed breakfast, my love” he spoke softly, seeing the look on your face. “what’s wrong?”

“i’m fine sanji.. can i just have my food?” he understands immediately and grabs your lunch and breakfast. “do you want one or both? i saved your breakfast so luffy wouldn’t eat it.”

“i just want my lunch. luffy can have my leftovers from breakfast” your smile to him was gentle but he knew something was wrong.

“whatever you want, beautiful girl” he smiles before sitting the plates down. he walks to the door of the kitchen and shouts for luffy and sooner or later you head the bumbling idiot come prancing to the kitchen. sitting down in front of you like an obedient dog.

“hi luffy” you smile at him from across the table, he just stares at you. “what’s wrong?” you ask.

“whats wrong with you?” he tilts his head to the side, seeing you’d been crying with puffy eyes.

“um nothing!” you try to shrug it off but soon he’s slipping under the table and onto the seat next to you, he grabs your face and is staring at it.

“you’re lying to your captain.” he says with a small smile on his face, his rough hands lovingly holding your cheeks.

“mh..” you hum as he wipes your tears away that were stuck in your waterline. “eat your food luffy, im okay” you smile into his hand as he pulls away, reaching over the table to bring his plate closer to him so he could eat sitting next to you. he stuffed his face full, watching you eat your lunch from the corner of his eye. luffy had noticed weird behavior with his crew recently but more specifically with you and zoro.

which hurt him, he was zoros best friend and you were someone special to zoro. the three of you all had been close before running off on your breaks to train and get stronger.

it was almost like you were zoros and zoro shared you with luffy but that bond had broken after zoro trained. although luffy and zoro still got along, luffy had noticed the cold shoulder zoro seemed to always give you now. he knew this had something to do with his green haired swordsman rather than your behavior as you’ve done nothing to change the way you treat zoro.

time passed in the day and while you and luffy hung out on the grass deck, the two of you were practically alone, sitting under the tree laying with each other. this was nothing new, you’d be doing before and after, just missing one person.

you laid with luffy, his arm wrapped around your back while your head rested on his chest. the two of you didn’t have anything engaging to talk about but were talking about stupid things like the shapes the clouds made in the sky. but all you really could think about was how you hadn’t seen zoro since dawn. the two of you had eventually drifted off into a sleep, basking in the sunlight until it fell over the horizon. sleeping almost until dinner call. everyone had walked past the two of you at least once by now, everyone except zoro.

but as dinner was called, who was better to ask to go wake you to up other than zoro??? nami had ordered him to go out and wake yall up, blissfully unaware of the behavior he had shown you before, not knowing this was why you had been sleeping and crying in bed till 12 and sleeping and cuddling with luffy all day.

zoro found himself walking up on the two of you, kicking the bottom of luffys foot, hoping to shake him awake. so it did, and he grumbled about dinner being ready before walking back inside. clearly his mood hadn’t changed up, but seeing you cuddled up onto luffy hadn’t changed his mood for the better.

watching you stir awake, luffy began to stand up, helping you up as well. the night proceeded as usual, dinner being eaten, dishes being washed and nightly activities being enjoyed. the light up in the lookout was on as zoro worked out for the night before patrol and lookout started. tonight was luffys turn, allowing zoro to get a good nights sleep, unbeknownst to him that you’d be sitting in the crows nest talking to luffy almost the entire night… whining about zoro.

you had gotten a little booze in you, just enough to loosen you up about what zoro had said to you and to talk about the way you had been made to feel in the last month or so.

luffy didn’t mind. sometimes he wasn’t a good listener but when it came to you, he liked hearing you talk, so hearing you talk about something he worried about was even more important to him. he hadn’t really noticed the way zoro had suddenly changed until after you explained it to him and suddenly it was all very clear. luffy missed the way you were with him when you and zoro were so close. it was just different.

luffy knew that zoro at one point had feelings for you but he assumed with how little you hung out as a trio these days that those feelings just dwindled but now luffy was just confused.

the night slowly turned into day, though you had fallen asleep a long time ago on the couch of the nest. the moment luffy saw the one of his crewmayes on the deck he was down for the count, asleep right next to you his head finding a cushion on your thighs. the two of you slept soundly until the sound of the crows nest opening filled your ears, causing you to shake awake, looking down to see luffy on your legs, a pool of drool forming on your skin. you fake gagged before looking at the door, seeing zoros head poke through, the two of you staring at each other like a deer in the headlights while luffy was still cluelessly snoring.

“sorry.. i didn’t mean-“ hie cheeks were red, flustered and embarrassed to not only find you here but to see luffy intimately using you for such a mundane thing.

“it’s not what it-“ you sputtered before the door was shut again, the sound of the rope creaking below as he clamored his way back down.

you sighed loudly as you pushed luffy off of you, waking him up. he shook awake and realized it was late in the morning, watching as you put your shoes on to leave the nest. “good morning” he mumbled tiredly.

“good morning luffy” you said, almost sounding discouraged as you opened the door, stepping out of the nest to go down to the deck once more. this day almost felt like a repeat with yesterday, with just a different embarrassing scenario with the big green haired swordsman.

although the day passed awkwardly, you spent time with nami and robin that day, wanting to participate in whatever book reading or tanning either of them were doing rather than involving yourself in whatever the captain and the second in command had formed with you. although you had suspected that luffy was with zoro, talking to him most of the day as you hadn’t spotted zoro napping anywhere at any point in the day.

though as the day turned into night, all of you sat at dinner and chowed down. dinner proceeded as usual and everyone was getting ready to possibly find land tomorrow and dock for a day or two.

it was a late night for most but most of the ship had finished up everything but of course, you were this nights lookout.

the lights above in the crows nest were still on at the time you assumed you needed to begin lookout, knowing zoro was still in the top, working out. you sighed dramatically, knowing the only way to go up there was to confront him or just wait. so you decided to just wait.

standing on the deck near the hull of the ship, you stared off at the ocean, leaning against the railing. it was chilly but you hadn’t expected to stay outside in the wind this long. it felt like an hour had passed that you had been on the deck, just waiting for the swordsman to come down.

you sat there, staring at the ocean cluelessly as a pair of rough hands wrapped around your waist as a warm body pressed against your back. his voice was recognizable, feeling your heart drop to your ass as his face pressed against your cold skin.

“i’m sorry, princess..” he mumbles, his voice muffled by his cheeks smooshed against his face. “i’m sorry for how badly i’d treated you since we got back” he pressed a kiss to your shoulder, his fingers rubbing along your stomach. you shuttered against his touch, although his warmth was so comforting.

“i couldn’t stand seeing you all over that straw hat.. i want you to be mine. i need you to be mine.” his voice is so raspy but needy, almost begging for you.

“zoro..” your words were weak, feeling tears prick in your eyes. knowing this was all you had wanted from him in the last two months. for even longer than that. the last two years that you had been without him. you turned yourself around in his arms, finding his face in the darkness. you grabbed his cheeks into your palms, rubbing your thumbs over his skin, feeling his scar underneath the pad of your finger.

“i’m sorry..” he looked defeated. clearly luffy had told him something today that broke him. he saw the tears in your eyes and brought his strong hand up to your face, tenderly wiping them away. “i know what i said hurt you. i didn’t mean it.” he has a small smile on his face, a smile of comfort.

“i know…” your smile was just as forgiving, pulling him in closer. “zoro can i please kiss you..” your face was close to his, your lips practically ghosting over his own. though he could see the way your lidded eyes looked up at him through those thick lashes. he hummed an approval and your lips were suddenly against his.

he pulled you by the waist, bringing you in close to him, his jacket that rested over his shoulders was soft against your arms. his hands found the dip above your ass, holding you close to him as you kissed him once and again and again. you hadn’t kissed him in so long but no other time had any passion or drive to it like this one did. they had all been while drunk, jokingly flirting or in passing without a second thought. they all lingered with emotions deeper than either of you ever thought to process. now leaving you with your tongue pressed against his lips, feeling the roughness of his chapped lips against yours, becoming softer with your exchanged spit.

slowly you pulled away, your eyes meeting his again.

“i love you just like i did two years ago, princess.” his voice was gentle as he pushed his face down into the crook of your neck. he just wanted to love on you like a needy cat.

“i love you too zoro..” your fingers found their way to his hair, gently pulling at the soft strands of mossy green hair. he gently placed kisses up your neck, biting down on the connection from your shoulder to your neck. when a soft moan left your mouth, he almost smirked against your skin. he was claiming you as his, although everyone knew this. sanji knew this.

it’s just taken time to grow back close to each other again, and zoro needed that push away from the behavior mihawk instilled in him for the girl he loved so much.

*authors note: i hope you enjoyed! i will write a part two plus smut for this if yall would like! just make sure to suggest in my inbox :))

[naddiesflower]

hi there, may i request hcs w dabi, aizawa & toga w a gn s/o whos very flirty and talkstive but when someone flirts back their brain just shuts down and they instantly become a flustered mess?🤭

*rises from the dead and drops this very very late*

Dabi

I feel like Dabi wouldn’t flirt back immediately 

But he wouldn’t outright ignore you

if anything he would entertain your flirting

You would flirt with him any chance you had

“Hey, aside from being good looking, what do you do for a living?”

This makes Dabi huff out a small laugh

“Oh you know, just some rookie villain stuff.”

There was one time you had decided to flirt with him while running away from some heroes

“Don’t you ever get tired from running through my mind all day?”

“What i’m tired of is these losers chasing us.”

One day Dabi decides to flirt back just because

You had said something (he wasn’t sure what cuz he would tune you out sometimes)

“You sure are chatty, im sure i can think of a better way we can put that mouth to use.”

……

Immediate brain short circuit

You suddenly don’t know how to function

Your stuttering is intelligible

And you can feel heat rising to your face

Dabi’s lazy smile stretches into a sinister one

“No way.”

ABORT ABORT ABORT

“Uh…well see you later Dabi-”

Oh wow and now there’s a hand planted to wall next to you

“Now hold up, where did all that bravado go?”

His face seems just a tad bit too close to yours

“My uh- the um you see, i ah-”

Dabi just busts out laughing after this

Which thankfully gives you the time to flee

You are no longer safe around this man anymore tho

It is now Dabi who is initiating the flirting

You shall now deal with the actions of your consequences

Aizawa

This guy i just know would not flirt back

It was you mostly flirting with the dumbest pick up lines

Aizawa mostly rolls his eyes

But you mostly flirt during hero work 

Cuz that’s when you bump into each other more often than not

And that’s when Aizawa doesn’t roll his eyes

But responds with variation of

“Focus!”

“We have no time for this.”

Or “must i be the one to face this type of torture?”

This goes on for the longest time

But you never tire from teasing Aizawa

Aizawa also doesn’t make any big fuss about trying to stop you

He kinda secretly looks forward to you bothering him

One day after taking down a villain he compliments you

“You did a great job taking down that villain, your form was especially great.”

Now mind you this was a small compliment

A very tame compliment 

You stop on the spot

You suddenly don’t know how to work your legs

Aizawa is confused

After a concerned Aizawa makes sure you’re okay

The rest of the day goes on normally

Though Aizawa does come to a conclusion that he tests out the next time you bump into each other

“Good job, you looked great out there.”

Oh man do your knees go weak and you’re a babbling fool at this point

“Oh uh, y-yeah, i mean- thanks…”

From now on when you try flirting with him, Aizawa fires back with actually pretty sweet compliments

Toga

You are in trouble with her from the start

Would immediately flirt back

But she doesn’t notice this cuz that’s just the way she is

If anything she’s the one who approaches you first and just starts complimenting you left and right

“Your eyes are so pretty!”

“Can I have some of your blood?”

Most people would be like wtf

But in your mind like 

“You want my blood?” 🥺👉👈

Obviously you don’t voice that out loud cuz you quite literally can’t

You kinda look like a fish out of water with the way ur trying to utter a single word out

You can almost never get a word out around her cuz she’s bubbly and just as talkative as you if not more

Which somehow leads to you making it a goal to at least not be a blabbering fool around her

It’s an ongoing challange that you can never seem to accomplish

The most you were able to get out around her was one (1) small compliment

Which didn’t phase you at first because you had genuinely meant it

“Ah, Himiko you have a really cute smile.”

She gets all starry eyes and blushy

But you don’t notice cuz you're mentally celebrating not acting a fool around her

However, that’s short-lived as soon as she wraps herself around your arms and drags you somewhere around the hideout while you’re mentally short circuiting

[heroes-among-us-all]

hello! could i request for hcs where bakugo has a clingy babbly girl who always bugs him by following him around (bonus points: THEY'RE NEIGHBORS) and says she loves him all the time but he always just scoffs and ignores her then one time she ends up giving up or getting hurt and ends up distancing herself in the process and he starts to seek her out oMg you can take it from there IM JUST SO HAPPY YOUR ASK BOX IS OPEN YOURE MY FAVE BNHA IMAGINE BLOG AHH

I made this into a scenario instead of headcanons. Hope that's ok!

From the moment you moved into the house across from his, you'd already decided that you would stick to Katsuki like glue.

You just couldn't help it. After all, he stood out from the rest (even if it was in a bad way at times), which made it almost impossible for you to keep your eyes off him. He was headstrong and brave, not to mention incredibly attractive. Before you'd realized it, you were crushing on him hard.

But being the kind of person that you were, it didn't occur to you to try and hide your feelings. Instead, you clung to his side and made sure to seek him out at every available opportunity. You were incredibly thankful to have made it into U.A, because it allowed you to see him during class as well.

At the beginning, Katsuki thought you would give up and get bored of pestering him after a while. He clearly didn't seem to realize just how strongly you felt about him.

No matter how often he scoffed at you or told you to get lost, you were still right there, grinning at him ear-to-ear.

"I love you, Katsuki!"

Words that the average person struggled to say fell from your lips without so much as a second thought. The first time Katsuki had heard you say you loved him, his eyes had gone wider than ever. He even wondered if you were just playing a prank on him or something.

She's such an idiot, he thought. She doesn't even mean that. It's so dumb.

He'd long since convinced himself that you were just some ditzy girl without a serious bone in your body. That was why, even when you kept on insisting that you loved him - more than anything, as you so often stressed - Katsuki didn't take it to heart. He never stopped to actually consider that you were telling him the honest and unfiltered truth.

Until the day you got upset with him.

"Quit it with that sappy shit," he snapped. "I'm tired of hearing you spew the same garbage all the time."

It was just like any another day. You were clinging onto his arm and gushing about how much you loved him. As much as Katsuki wanted to say that he'd gotten to used to this by now, the truth was that he hadn't. Every time you hugged him or got extra close and said those kinds of things, he could feel his chest getting tight and his cheeks burning. Even if you were just running your mouth without meaning what you said, it was still embarrassing as all hell. And despite what most people probably thought, he did get flustered.

That was why he lashed out at you. He was fed up with being the only one to get worked up while you said all that stuff without even batting an eye. It wasn't like he actually disliked you or anything. Far from it, in fact. Even if he wouldn't admit it, you were the person he considered closest to him.

Perhaps that's why he felt comfortable speaking brashly. He'd always done it until now; why should today be any different?

Needless to say, dejection was quick to sweep across your face. You looked weary all of a sudden. You weren't smiling the way you usually did.

"Okay," you said softly. "I'm sorry. I just thought... I don't know. But I'm sorry. I should've taken the hint by now."

From that day onward, you didn't say a single word to him. You breezed past him in the hallways without so much as glancing his way. You didn't bother asking to walk home with him the way you usually did. Even when your parents came over to hang out at Katsuki's place - since your families were on good terms - you didn't come along with them. You purposefully stayed home, as if you no longer wanted anything to do with him. You were avoiding him. Did you not like him all of a sudden, or what the fuck?

Katsuki had always been stubborn, even as a child, so it took him a while to come to terms with the fact that he missed having you around. He missed having you cling to him and smile like you didn't have a single worry in the world. He missed seeing your cute face and feeling your arms wrap him in a hug.

Katsuki had liked you back for a while, but he was just too hardheaded to see it.

After finally coming to the realization that having you around was something he wanted, Katsuki did what he'd never done before and sought you out himself.

He managed to corner you during lunch, in the cafeteria, so that you couldn't try and pull a fast one on him. As expected, you refused to so much as meet eyes with him, but when Katsuki put his mind to something, he couldn't be deterred.

"You're done ignoring me," he frowned, grabbing you by the hand. Even though you tried to protest, he held on tight. "I need to talk to you. Aren't you going to hear me out?"

Katsuki didn't even realize it, but his gaze was nowhere near as confident and assured as it usually was. In fact, it was almost as if his eyes were pleading for you to stay. He really, really wanted you to stay with him.

Luckily, you'd always been the better person. Certainly a better person he was.

You nodded slowly. "Alright. Let's talk."

Relief couldn't even begin to express what Katsuki felt. For a moment, he thought he might faint from the stress. He was worried that you were seriously done with him for good. But you were giving him another chance, and this time, he wasn't going to screw it up.

Katsuki gripped your hand as tightly as he could while the two of you walked out of the cafeteria together. His eyes scanned the surrounding area, searching for someplace quiet and secluded. Confessing his feelings was actually a much more frightening thought than he would've liked to admit, but you were special to him. For you, he could set aside his petty pride.

After all, you were worth it.

[littleleelee]

Drabbles-?

uhm so.. first post ig-? These are just things i personally love in fics so imma just- put this here bc it'll most likely contain a ieawhat kinds of fics ill post xd

anyway,, GN reader bc yaahhh

For now im only doing one piece bc its my current hyperfixation x-x

i love reversal comfort fics, especially when its for naturally grump af characters like Law and Mihawk for examples, however i usually keep the opinion to myself because.. i always HC the grumpy characters to be so overly clingy when their with that One person they trust... like cuddly, lovey, messes.

like here me out rq

Mihawk just came back from doing fuck all nothing, for like 3 weeks. Hes Tired and annoyed af. Like even PERONA, aint bugging him bc she can tell hes just PISSED. His posture is fuck all off, like hes slump walking thro the castle. He stumbles his lank self into the bedroom you and him would share, that inconviently does NOT, have you.

~ so, He grumply groans around the castle trynna find you. He ends up finding you in the libery doing one of your hobbies, like reading or writing, whatever you can imagin, just chillin on a lounge sofa in there.

~ This 44 yr old man is puffing out his cheeks with a pout, taking whatever is in your hands and tossing it to the floor, IGNOREING, ALL protests, an plopping RIGHT on you. whether its your chest, lap, back, whatever he lands on is where hes staying.

~ "M-Mihawk?! dearest-" is all you can honestly say- your emotions are everywhere.

~ Eventually you just take it, not questioning him at all. Letting him rest.

~ You ARE, 10000%, teasting him later about it.

Law, is a tad bit different. Hes a touch starved workaholic of all things, pushing himself and isolating 100% of the time. So i do believe you'd have to be the one to break him open, and when you do he is just a babbling gloop.

~ Hes been in his office for however much hours again, for the umpthten time. You've had, frankly enough. Your not really his lover yet, but you are a decent-mounts close to him. So surely you can ineed, get something out of him right?

~ After storming in his office, you can see him with his head in his hands at his desk, as he slowly meets your gaze, he just melts into his desk. You walk over and speak like prolly 5 words, somth like

~ "is everything alright, law, youve been-" is probably all you get out before your shambled into some form of bedroom, and law just putting all his weight into you.

~this weight tumbles you both into the bed behind you. He aint even hugging you hes just, SINKING into you with his weight.

~Your 100% falling asleep like this, and law isnt letting you believe it happened.

probably gonna.. make a rule/masterlist post eventually. idk when, 4 now just comment smth or any reqs ya got! thanks for reading ~

[dxckgrxsonx]

I'm not done with my Dickkory thirst and this time I have brat tamer!dick to throw into the mix too. You've been bratting all day, making sure to push both their buttons, but specifically Dick's mostly because he's so hot when he's riled up, thinking that you can brat your way into being used into oblivion by them both. But! Instead, Dick ties you to a chair, a strong vibe pressed to your pussy, and leaves you to watch, squirming and gagged of course, while he and Kory fuck right in front of you. Once Kory is thoroughly taken of, Dick comes back to you, makes a comment about how you could've had a taste of what she experienced if only you'd been a good girl, but now he's tired and he doesn't know if he has the energy to fuck a bratty little slut, so you'd better beg nicely if you want to cum.

stop stop you've killed me. im dead. how have you managed to hit my kinks so well??

just crying out and whimpering through the gag, trying so hard to get them to hear you. they can hear you. of course they can. you're whining so loud, begging for something, anything. but they ignore you, leave you tied up and unable to do anything but watch.

they both look over at you every few minutes, just to make sure you're watching. they want you to make eye contact with them, want you to see all the things that could have been done to you if you wasn't so bratty.

the vibe pressed against your pussy isn't even switched on. Dick left it off on purpose. he smirks when he watches you try to rub yourself on it, try to get some sort of friction on your swollen clit. the only thing you manage is to smear your arousal all over it.

Kory sounds so pretty when she cums the first time, the second time and then once again, stretched open on Dick's cock. she moans your name so sweetly and you want to cry with how much you ache, how empty you feel.

Dick fills her up and makes you watch it spill out of her. talks to you the whole time about how it could have been you dripping with his cum and satisfied. but instead you decided to act up and so all you get is an untouched pussy and an ache that feels unbearable.

they take turns kissing you. still keeping you bound and unable to touch them or yourself. Kory licks into your mouth and then Dick does the same and you can taste Kory on his tongue. its torture and you're babbling so many apologies they overlap.

in the end, they untie you, take you to bed and both of them wedge themselves between your trembling thighs. you're so wet it's embarrassing and they cover your pussy in soft little kisses until you cum and cum and cum.

[mizuta]

far from it to be my style to post about hashtag mental health issues on main but like. look. ive& been psychotic as far back as i can tangibly remember (hallucinating at 10-11, cognitive symptoms and episodes by 13-14). its been a part of my life so long that like... in a lot of ways im used to it and coping with symptoms and my life grew around a lot of the symptoms. like a tree trunk growing around a foreign object as a sapling. something that pierces directly through the middle but doesnt really impact the trees ability to stay alive in any meaningful way.

so like in a lot of ways im used to being in my own head. my partner is good at recognizing that things that are distressing to me in episodes dont process whatsoever as distressing to me a good chunk of the time. when im acting visibly distressed it actually means my level of distress is at like, 200%. its fucking unmanageable. if im visibly distressed its worse than anyone could conceptualize because typically otherwise im just numb to a lot of it or its just default my reality that its not distressing in any meaningful way until after the fact.

but like im ngl just because ive spent all of my teenage years upwards trying to take up literally the least space possible to exist and never show 80% of my "unacceptable" symptoms to 99% of people does not mean it makes it any less uncomfortable or awkward to like. be the token psychotic in some groups. to have to be the buzzkill and shit thats like hey sorry heres my hyperspecific request of the year because im fucking insane.

its miserable in a fresh new way of like sorry to have to remind everyone that its not actually a funny character quirk or joke my brain literally does not exist in your 'reality' in any meaningful way and the further outside of it i am on a given day the more unpleasant youre going to find me to be around. ignoring the insane person talking aimlessly in public doesnt actually help me it usually just reinforces that youre not real and never will be if its a bad enough day.

its never intentional. like nobody is ever doing this on purpose. especially again because i spent so much of my life being very good at hiding it. but like... it sucks so much to be masking half the time and be a little too good at it so when you stop being able to people are always levels of uncomfortable or upset. it sucks when you cant articulate anything properly and nobody really knows how to understand what youre asking for. it sucks when you have multiple severe memory conditions and cant trust your own memory and everyone immediately questions your memory when you ask for anything or point anything out. like of course im just going to fucking fold.

i dont know where im going with this or if this itself is even that coherent i know it sounds super vague but it really isnt about anyone specific im just babbling about like years worth of garbage. i got so fucked over by fakeclaiming culture because unfortunately when i started really displaying symptoms i was a teenager trying not to kill himself and being fucking insane loudly in virtual public when that was apparently an "obvious sign of exaggerating" so i had to learn to shut the fuck up and now everybody loves to forget how much im fucking unwell because god forbid you think too hard about what youre saying around others.

thank god for my partner who is literally the first person in my entire life whos ever tried to understand and genuinely knows how to talk to me when im in a particularly bad delusion or hallucinating or whatever.

man. im tired. i found out this last month i probably need to get a cane when i move out and i still feel like im going to be appropriating shit because severe knee and upper leg paint and severe balance problems cant be that bad. i hate having memory problems so bad that i so easily can be told that i dont know shit and Y is actually what happened and i usually cant actually argue against it even if im so sure thats not true.

[greyeyedmonster-18]

Okay so I never notice people's shoes or clothes in general. I have zero fashion sense and I just look at the face and completely ignore what one is wearing. That's just who I am. But you, ma'am have changed me. After your blog, I notice shoes and clothes and the sheer beauty of fashion. Thank you!!❣️

anon, thank YOU, for persevering through my shit posts and learning to love my Fashion Blog.

also decided im going to babble below the cut about fashion/outfits because I can so if you're not interested, carry on and stop here, when I say THANK YOU--I also enjoy looking at peoples shoes!

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Half of me wonders how many people were bullied out of enjoying fashion and enjoying clothes and appreciating it as an art because of feminine connotations, and also the idea that fashion is a frivolous endeavor and not something that can very directly impact your self-esteem and ideas of self-worth.

i am...not in circles where fashion and dressing well is prioritized, especially for women/feminine presenting non-binary folk. i have a memory of being in graduate school part 1, and i had worn my hair down and was wearing a cute black and white sweater and some leggings, and had these gorgeous thigh high burgundy boots on, matching lippie, like i looked great and someone in my class said

"wow you look great!"

and i joked and was like "lol yeah, I woke up like this"

and some other classmate commented "no you didn't. you blew your hair out, which means you had time, and you got to spend time on doing that instead of..."

and that was one of the very first instances I was actively made to feel bad for dressing well and looking well in an academic space (but wasn't the last as I ventured into my career) where apparently it was an unwritten rule that if I didn't look tired it meant I wasn't working hard enough because I had time to blow out my hair.

i make time to do my hair because it is important to me.

so when i hear things like "oh, yeah, i don't really care about fashion"

i wonder if its related to being bullied out of liking it--because if you have time to put together an outfit you REALLY LIKE, and not just a "uniform" of sorts, then you, clearly aren't working hard enough and arent devoting enough time to things that really matter.

(this all said, relationships with bodies and clothing and magazines and fashion propaganda are so fucking complicated, and I also understand a lot of disinterest in fashion comes from disinterest ALL OF THAT that comes with the IDEA of fashion; but I also want to challenge that fashion/dressing is what you make it, and jeans and t-shirts are a fucking look if you act like its a fucking look)

all this to say, ive spent years choosing to look good and dress in my style and spending time on myself in the morning even when Im super fucking busy or its super fucking early because it sets my day off with the right intention. and i like to think that other people operate similarly.

and deserve to have their clothing/shoes/makeup/whatever noticed <3

[polishhandplates]

Translation notes 6-10 | HANDPLATES

6. When gaster refers to the baby bones, he uses the feminine pronouns „one żyją” and not the masculine „Oni żyją” because in polish, both children (polish plural stuff is fun. Basically, it’s female/fem unless there’s at least one man/masc in there. 99 women and one man? Too bad, all are masculine now!), Souls, Experiments and things are feminine(ish, children like I said earlier, are neutral, but the feminine plural still applies), so it just made more sense to be like this. 

7. I- im not translating the hmm… I just am not, there isn’t anything for me to translate.

8. Why is translating sentient such a hassle?  I decided to go with the next best thing of rational. Though, it was rather pulled from the polish translation of homosapien ,  since in polish it means „Człowiek Rozumny” or roughly „Rational Human” and sapient in my mind is related to sentient. I could go with „świadome” which would be conscious, but that wouldn’t work as well. Damn, I feel like a little scientist myself, trying to accurately translate and work on something I hold dear… I translated „Completely unremarkable and entirely undeserving of such attention seeking behavior” into „Completely painless and unnecessarily dramatic, this better not become a pattern…” Later gaster specifically calls „the other one” aka. Sans and It since…well, it’s gaster.

9. Because in polish Little and Smaller are basically one and the same, I opted for the crossed out to say „The tiny”. It fit more. When gaster describes little sans he also uses the word „lichy” which generally means small, thin, inconspicuous, but also can mean od low quality, in bad shape, bad quality etc. 

10. The tenth one wasn’t too complex- I mean it was but it wasn’t 8 levels of tiring. I still kept the funky „plural but also feminine but also kinda not” pronouns for them, keeping in mind that Gaster would be thinking of them as the gender neutral terms „Experiments, Children, Things”. Ngl had to edit a few words where I slipped up, but it’s all good. Honestly I didn’t translate the babbling, because that would be…slightly painful if I had to edit it… but we’ll see, it’s the tenth one, maybe by then I’d have the proper skills to do it. If it happens, expect a note from me and a 4000 word apology letter. 

This went quicker than I expected, might actually do another 5 today, the monster energy drink is helping, that’s for sure. As a side, note, this is how I keep it all organized, the comics that is. (Ignore the little YouTube, a man needs to get some ambient noise sometimes) I also have a little google translate page open, because no one is perfect, and it helps me find words I’m forgetting or just look up alternative translations, all within reason of course.

and every group has the comics in it

Im using half screen so I can look at the comic and translate it at the same time, though, I’ll also show it in full screen.

I also keep the index on there, just in case I need to check something…but mostly so I have the comic on a tab that ISNT  hidden from me, because my object permanence is not there when it comes to this stuff.

[hihereami]

A small animation still under heavy reworking. But he's inspired by Guillermo and Martin so I thought y'all would appreciate

[deathbutwithfuzzyanimals]

Why do i make weird rules for myself? Like no one cares, i could just not abide by them, but I do? Why?

[gh0st-city]

My teacher: okay so you're gonna need to find a topic and three articles discussing that topic that you will build your essay on.

Me: ..... I can.. I can choose any topic??

Teacher: Yes, any subject you feel like.

Me: *chooses to make my paper about the concentration camps in china*

Teacher: umm..... most people choose something like dress codes in schools and bullying.... are you sure you don't want to pick a subject that's more along those lines?

Me: Nope! Here are all the articles i found about the subject! Now its time to make a not so subtly political paper about why its fucked up that this is happening!

[theexecutionerssong]

I mentioned I was sick on twitter and tried to order groceries but for reasons my card wouldn’t work and it was just me venting because I’m feverish and so so so tired and hurting all over, I wasn’t expecting anything at all but... a bunch of people came forward offering to pay for my groceries and another one to swing by my place with soup and someone else offered to send a pizza to my flat and I’m just... acts of kindness like this without expecting anything in return are so beautiful. It’s barely an hour later and my fridge is full and I didn’t have to drag myself from under my mountain of blankets. I’ve got a fever so I’m sappy but damn, the world is not doing so bad. People like this deserve all the love and kindness in return just for being themselves. I know it’s just groceries and not a world peace solution but little acts this speak volume and I wish everyone could be met with random selfless acts of kindness like this at some point because it’s one of the best feelings in the world

[sp00ks-odyssey]

hmmmmmmmmm