#stupid puppet pulled it off! 😭

[dollsome-does-tumblr]

the one you have waited for to be mated with

[ilovemychunkycat]

OH GOD I LIVE FOR AFAB SCARA PLEASE MORE

im so happy you guys are liking my posts 😭🩷

relationship: afab!wanderer x dom!amab reader

tw: fingering, breeding, mommy kink(ish), biting, orgasam denial, overstimulation

You've always pondered about one thing, something that you've been wanting to try ever since you started your relationship with Wanderer.

Could you get him pregnant?

It was a stupid question, sure. He's a puppet, the chances of him being able to reproduce would be nearly impossible.

Nearly impossible. Doesn't hurt to try~

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Wanderer is spread infront of you, and you thought tonight was the night to ask.

"Wanderer, can I get you pregnant?" He was startled by the question, staring at you wide-eyed.

"Wha-What?! Archons... could've gave me a warning first!" He grumbled, glaring at you.

"Sorry dear, I just couldn't wait for it." You grinned sheepishly, cupping his cheek.

"Whatever, I'm not sure.. but I guess we could try."

"Yay! Thank you love!" You hold him tight, pecking his cheek. Wanderer blushed, squirming in your grip.

"Can we just get to the- OH!" You sunk your teeth into his neck, drawing blood. The metallic taste filling your senses.

"Hey! That's going to leave a mark.." Wanderer grunted, pushing you away. You only grinned, pulling away from his neck.

You pulled down his pants and underwear, "already wet, huh?"

"Well I.. HMM??" You sunk 2 fingers into him, catching him off guard.

"Stop- hhn! Doing things without w-warning!" He huffed, bucking his hips in your grip.

"You seem to like it though~" You cooed, resting your head in the crook of his neck, inhaling his scent.

"Whatever.." He blushed, he hated being called out.

You shoved your fingers especially hard into his prostate, arousing a large moan from him.

"MMGH! [Name]!" He shivered, feeling the coil in his stomach near to snapping, but he didn't have the power to tell you. Releasing a loud whine, he came over your fingers.

"Now, who gave you permission to cum?" You pulled your fingers out, sucking the rest of the juices off.

"M sorry- Can u p-please forgive me..."

"Of course, but only for tonight." You smiled at him, kissing him softly and pulling away.

"Care to help with this?" You gestured at your pants, smirking.

"F–Fine.." He pulled your pants down, your cock slapping his face, having you groan at the sight.

"I would totally ask for a blowjob right now, but I have different plans." You pinned Wanderer down, sinking into him.

"[N-Name!] I can't! To much-" He whined, digging his nails into your back when you hit his cervix.

"Cmon hun, you can take it. Your a good boy, aren't you?" You moved, both of you moaning in unsion.

"Fuck- your tight.." You groaned, speeding up your movements.

"[Name]! Please slow down- I'm gonna-"

"No, not yet. Not til I cum, got it?"

"Y-Yes.." He whimpered, holding you closer.

You slammed into his cunt hard, cumming without warning. The feeling had Wanderer cumming also.

"You gonna be a mommy, holding my child." You whined, moving again.

"[Name]! It hurts...! Please!" His pleas were caught on dead ears as you slammed into him, not planning to stop til you know it will get him pregnant. Orgasam after orgasam came.

"M c–cum—MGGH!! cumming! P-Please!" Wanderer came, clamping down onto you, leading to your orgasam too.

"Haah.. Your gonna be a pretty mommy, all f'me.." You slurred.

You got up to get some rags and water, and when you came back he fell asleep.

You guess you overdid it a little to much?

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[jellyluvr]

Behind you

- Tate langdon x fem!reader ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

Thinking about writing some sad stuff. I love vagina commercials. Anyway this is just gonna be tate bein gross. (Kinda like divinelyruled's 'tate bein horny n gross' but there's no lube and he's watching you 😉😉

Tw: masturbation obvi, stalker type shit, some blood. Just a lil bit tho. And suggestive stuff but I mean that's not really a surprise?? 😭

S: tate likes watching u shower

Tate stood infront of the mirror, looking at his face as he began to see visions again. His eyes tricked him into seeing blood.. seeping down from his hair, dripping all over the sink... tates breathing quickened, and he began to panic. He still didn't have a good way of handling himself besides jerking off.. not that it was bad. He liked the euphoria.. the pleasure. Made 'm feel good.

- back to you -

You were on your bed, the velvet pillow propped under you as you began to kick your feet listening to the song. Coward - warthog. You liked the funky beat.. the rhythm. Your head bobbed, your mouth lip singing to the lyrics. You turned up your iPod, sighing with the freedom you now had. With your parents just moving it put you in a wonderful place. A place for opportunity. That's what your mom would say at least.

Not that you cared. You liked the 'murder house'. It was nice.. comfy. Your style too. You were always called emo, grunge, freakish.. and it was all because you had style? How disappointing. It made you wince. You hated thinking about how people hated you. You didn't even understand why either.. but, whatever. You were cool? What was stopping you from being the best version of yourself?

So, to keep yourself from rotting in boredom, you thought about taking a shower. Maybe even a bubble bath... that'd be too annoying to clean up though. So, shower. You turned off your iPod, getting out of bed as you adjusted your camisole. You began to walk, the creak of the floorboards giving you some accompaniment.

Tate was still having his minor breakdown in the mirror, but once he heard you approaching he held himself together. He was invisible to you. He never showed himself, but he of course knew who you were. He had his fair share of watching you sleep.. he may or may not have had a chunk of your hair, but that was besides the point. Tate backed up to the wall, giving you space to walk in.

Your feet hit the cold tile, and you face the mirror, looking at yourself, catching a glimpse of something behind you. Naturally, you looked, but there was nothing. You turned back, telling yourself it was just paranoia. The blinds were closed... it was pretty late but no one could see in. That's what you thought at least.

With that, you closed the bathroom door, making it the seal to tates accompaniment with you in the bathroom. Not that he didn't like it.. he loved it actually. He liked watching you study your facial features. Humming stupid lyrics.. he used to do that too. Before he died.

He sighed, watching you. He admired your every move. He loved you. It was true love. You'd like him. He knew it. He just needed time to.. prepare himself. Everyone always had a different reaction to him. But.. it never seemed to be happy. That was his goal with you. You were his little test subject. Not a puppet.. he couldn't control you. But he would.

His eyes watched your finger tips go to the hem of your camisole, it hugging your body tight as you pulled it up, showing your back in all glory. He looked in the mirror, admiring your chest. Once it was pulled of your head, his eyes were practically glued to your tits. He licked his lips involuntarily, feeling one of many sparks of arousal from you.

You began to pull your shorts down, not thinking anything of it. It was practically anything. Your mind was just stuck on what body wash you'd use. Marshmallow? Rosey..? Coconut? Pineapple would've been nice. You still didn't understand why that hadn't been made yet. But, either way, your mind traveled relevant things while you pulled your panties down, placing your clothes on the counter. You placed them away from the sink, avoiding any accidents.

Tate watched you walk over to the bathtub, watching your hips move perfectly. God... you made him almost twitch. His hand went to clutch his bulge, and he watched as you bent over slightly to turn the shower on, sticking your hand in to make sure it's warm. Even the slightest movements made him melt. He was so obsessed with you..

Your hand stuck in the water, goosebumps appearing on your skin from the coldness. You moved on your heel, waiting for the water to heat up. This old shower was horrible. Outrageous even. You hated having to wait so long for it, but thankfully the water heated up faster.

You stepped in, pulling the curtain forward as you looked down at your feet, your hair dampening. Soon, it got wet, and it almost looked like silk. You played with it for a moment, but you then turned to the options of body wash and just chose coconut. It was simple enough, plus it was summer. It was a summer scent, and quite relevant.

Tate had eventually moved his hands in his pants, his rough calloused palms moving up and down his shaft. Tate had moved to the side of the tub, just to get a good view. He watched you wash your body.. nice and slow in the right areas. His heart almost burst seeing your soapy body.. he wanted to fuck you so hard.. till you couldn't think. Till the only thing you cared about was his dick.

It was a shame you didn't even know who he was. But even not knowing, you sensed something behind you and where it could've just been chills you turned around quickly. But, of course, nothing. You decided to be a bit more quicker, avoiding closing your eyes from childhood fears. It could've been anything. Monsters were real. Just, they were human monsters. Like tate.

But, tate was a little disappointed. He wanted to scare you. To scar you for life. It wasn't like you had much time anyway. It was all he thought about. Blood.. carnage.. sex. Just the slightest thought of blood was a major turn on for tate. Imagining you covered in it made his cock almost feel too hot. Regardless, he continued stroking his shaft, stopping when there was too much stimulation.

While you had the idea of a short shower it wouldn't hurt to just touch yourself a little.. so when your hand slipped down to wash your thighs, you rubbed your clit with the soapy bubbles, gasping almost in the feel. It had been awhile since you touched yourself, but you sure did miss it. You bit down on your lip, your finger tip moving fast against your sensitive bud.

Tate soon realized what you were doing and his pace grew as his head threw back in pleasure. Even with the harshness of his speed he loved it. Watching the water cascade down your body make his climax come ever so slightly closer.

Your hand rubbed in between your thighs, but you eventually took it out sighing. Your parents were home.. what if they heard you? You couldn't do that. And with the paranoia growing you moved onto washing your hair. You lathered it, taking the time to brush it when there was a tangle. Once your hair was silky again, you turned off the water, immediately alarming tate. He had been so close he had closed his eyes, but now they were open, and he continued to touch himself.

He moved a little so he could see you better and his eyes watched as you stepped out of the tub. You had to have been some sort of godess.. so beautiful. He'd do anything to bury his face in your chest. He just wanted to make you feel good... that was all.

Tate thought of the most unholy things as you walked back to the mirror, being careful to not slip. You got a towel out and rubbed the steam off the mirror and began to dry off. You just stared at yourself. Your head turned every so often, but it was just because you felt off. So off..

And that was when tate finally finished. It wasn't much, he jerked off a lot so there wasn't much to dispose. But, his thoughts about blood and gore all washed away. His head went back as he panted, finally feeling the humidity to the room getting to him. He sighed watching you get dressed once more.

He really wanted to rip that off of you..

And while he watched, he pulled his hands out of his pants and walked over to you, standing right behind you.

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Kay that's all

Taglist: @tatelangdonsgirll @kaismanwich

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Not proofread either none of my fics are lol

[st7rnioioss]

౨ৎ⋆ ˚｡⋆ used to be my girl, pt.1

chris sturniolo x fem!reader

warnings: teeny tiny angst, swearing, smut!!!, oral fem!receiving, p in v, kissing, NOT PROOFREAD

word count: 1.3k

a/n: hii everyoneee. i really really like this song, and like the whole story behind it. thought it would be fitting for a fic teehee.

summary: You had gotten together with Chris 10 months ago. This relationship was a two-way mirror. Chris only saw one side of the relationship, whereas you saw two. But of course, this was a one way street, so it only went downhill after you had gotten together.

GUYS I CANNTO WRITE ORAL HELP😭 sorry

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Gimme all your love so I can fill you up with hate

Your POV

“Chris, I think we should end this relationship. This is not working out, you know I’m looking for a future with you! I can’t believe you’re being so selfish!” I spat, heavy tears running down my already-soaked cheeks. Chris looked nowhere near bothered. His hands were in the pockets of his stupid Cherry LA sweatpants. His face fell.

“Love, I told you this when we got together. As I said, there is nothing good underneath my appearance, I warned you. It’s not my fault that you thought you could change me.” he looked frustrated, his brows furrowed.

I couldn’t believe him. He had seemed so changed after a few months of dating, but apparently he wasn’t. I gave him all my love, yet he’s filling me up with nothing but hate.

“Chris, I think you need to leave. Now.” my voice lowered and broke a couple times in that sentence. 

“Come back tomorrow and grab your things, please,” I sniffed, adjusting the strap of my tank top that had fallen off from my frustration. Chris was staring at me. He seemed surprised by what I had just told him, which made me even more mad at him. So selfish. 

After a bit of hesitation, Chris left my apartment in a heap with a small pat on my shoulder. 

Chris’s POV

With a pat on her back, I was out. 

From the beginning of this relationship, situationship may be more fitting, I knew she wanted to change me, and she was sure she could. I knew she couldn’t. No one can. But what I also know, is that she would always hold a special place in my heart. I do love her, I’m just not in for anything serious or long-term, which she has made clear a bunch of times she is.

I made my way out of her driveway. Suddenly I hated this car. Where she was once sitting, laughing at my stupid jokes, pulling me in to kiss her, going through a drive-thru, was now a heavy silence. I was shattered. It didn’t feel real. 

Time skip

I was staring at the ceiling, lying in my empty, cold, bed. I couldn’t believe I managed to fuck up this bad. I truly did love her, it was just the commitment that scared me to death. The effort you have to put into a long-term relationship.

And of course, as I’m lying here, the memories start flooding over me, and I did nothing to stop it.

Flashback, third person POV

“Chris, stop! What the fuck are you doing!” she laughed loudly, running onto the damp grass in the backyard. He giggled, trying to throw another cup of water onto her but failed miserably.

“You’re ass! At least try, Chris!” she teased, making her way to the blanket that was spread across the grass. She stumbled over a few pillows, a squeal leaving her lips as she fell over. 

He was hovering over her in no time, looking down at her as he poured the water onto her.

“Oh, that was a good one,” he laughed, leaning down between her legs on the floral blanket,

“Oh my god, you’re such a dork, Chris. I’m wearing a white shirt.” she lowered her voice and tucked a piece of drenched hair behind her ear.

“That’s the point,” he almost whispered, leaning down to capture her lips in a gentle but desperate kiss.

“I love you, Chris,” she whispered with a cheesy smile, running a hand through his wet hair.

Her smile faded as there was no response.

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Flashback, Chris POV

Her legs were propped up on my shoulders, head in the pillow, my hands wrapped around her thighs.

“Shh, I’ll take care of you, okay?” I mumbled, ducked my head into her pussy. She was glistening with arousal already.

“Chris please- I need you so bad,” she whimpered, bucking her hips forward, up to my face. I teasingly flicked my nose against her clit, slowly licking a stripe up her folds.

“Oh my god. Stop teasing me,” she whined, intertwining her fingers with my hair. I held her hips down, keeping her in place from escaping my grasp.

So I stopped teasing. Sticking my tongue into her, I earned a loud moan from her. I’ll never get tired of that, it’s like music to my ears.

“You gotta be quiet for me, baby. You don’t want Matt or Nick to hear, right? I promise, I’ll let you scream all you want later,” I chuckled darkly, going back to sucking on her clit gently, earning a few more, attempted muffled, moans from her, making my head spin.

“Please go faster,” she panted, tugging at my hair. She knew it made me go crazy when she did that. In return I let out a groan, making her hips grind against my face. 

Again, I slowly licked up her folds, sticking my tongue back into her pussy, purposely rubbing my nose against her sensitive clit. I tried my best not to grind my hips into the bed, but her moans alone turned me so much on.

I couldn’t take it anymore. I knew she was impossibly close to her orgasm.

“Turn around for me,” I murmured, standing up to take off my sweatpants and boxers. There she was, lying on the bed in front of me, her back facing me.

“Good. Tell me if you need me to stop, okay?” I said as I positioned myself behind her, grabbing her hips to position her ass up in the air.

She nodded silently, propping herself up on her elbows.

“Now, try to be quiet,” I snickered, aligning myself with her soaked pussy. Slowly, I slid into her, groaning as I bottomed out.

“Fuck, this pussy was made for me,” I whined, pulling out before thrusting back into her. A few lewd moans escaped her lips, elbows shaking as she fell face-forward into the pillows.

My hands were gripping her hips tightly, speeding up my thrusts as I felt her clench around me.

“Chris, I’m- I’m close. Please-” she moaned. My fingers found their way to her mouth, sticking two fingers in.

“You heard me. Be- be quiet,” I stuttered, keeping my fast pace, the only sounds filling the room being the squelching from her dripping pussy and the occasional quiet whimpers and moans from our both. 

“I- Chris,” she whined quietly, cum slowly covering my cock as she reached her climax. 

I didn’t stop my thrusts, in fact, I sped up. Her back arched, falling completely forward as I kept going.

“You can take it. I know you can,” I groaned, feeling my own orgasm approaching. Tightly, I gripped her hair, pulling her face up to look at herself in the mirror beside the bed. I could tell she was close again.

“I want you to look at me when you cum for a second time,” that was a lie. I wanted to look at her. Her fucked out expression made me go fucking insane.

It didn’t take me long to finish inside her.

End flashback.

Your POV, present time.

I was shattered. I really did love Chris. A lot. And now he’s gone, possibly forever. Well, not until he picks up his things from my apartment.

I had spent the rest of the afternoon on my couch, eating a shit ton of ice cream, and watching the movies me and Chris never got to finish... That’s another story.

He hadn’t texted me all day since I told him to go home. I mean it made sense, but he always texted me whenever he got home.

What if he went out? Is he hurt? Did attend a party? Is he also crying on his couch? Sleeping?

All the thoughts circling my head gave me a headache. I settled on going to sleep on the couch, trying to sleep the thoughts, and pain, away.

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a/n: byeee i hope this isn't ass LMAOFOO. if you couldnt tell i hate writing smut, its jujst so eughhh. i hope it was bearable

taglist: @chrissgirlsstufflsstuff @leah-loves-lilies @toriiniie @lacysturniolo @ukiyosturniolo @iluvmattyb @ratatioulle @luv4lanadelrey @emma4eva @ilovebenjamin @pettydollie (lmk if u want to be added!)

[kuni-is-daddy]

SUB SCARAMOUCHE X MALE NO. 1 HARBINGER READER

CONTEXT: 1.1 EVENT.

(COMMUNITY LABEL REVIEW IN PROGRESS) SMHH

TW: FORCED, NON CON, PUBLIC.

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--MINORS DNI---

Requested by Anon: "Scaramouche is a Little sub isnt he? honestly would like to overstimulate him and embarrass him in front of all the Fatui just bc <333 love that puppet sm"

"Soilders!" He chanted. "Y-yes lord sixth." "Find them. And when you do, bring them to me in one piece-" The pyro agent stood up still saluting to the harbinger. "L-lord sixth if i may speak, Lord y/n has requested that we divert your...Ideals..Towards the strange changes in the sky then report back to the-" "Are you deaf or just fucking stupid. I NEVER gave you the right, to issue your own orders. I dont care about Y/N's stupid ideas

Ugh scaramouche talking all that shit, little did he know you we're right behind him. Wanna pick his little body up while he punches you, throwing slurrs to put him down Infront of everyone then place him on some smooth surface. He trys to move his head up then you push it right back down, his hat flys off and he pathetically orders one of the soldiers to get it for him.

but they don't, only until you wave your hand and fiddle for the pyro agent to retrieve it. As the other two remaining soldiers nervously speak against you "Lord first, i-isnt this inappropriate towards your peers-" you cut them off "absolutely not. This little brat needs to know his place, know that he has no authority within my presence. And your going watch"

Fucking rub on his lil waist with one hand and whisper in his ear that he's nothing around you. You begin to pull his pants down and he trys to fight back with his lil electro vision but it has no effect on you. "Hmm? And now your going to try to fight me. You really are a brat."

Scaramouche deadass panicking because he knew he messed up for real😭 "S-STOP THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU- GET OFF OF ME" but his prayers and begs for you to stop do nothing as the two fatui watch you lick around his hole and put two fingers in. Scara miserably trying to kick you away but you grab his leg tightly and he moans in pain

Scara getting flipped around on his back, the two agents hesitantly wanting to leave out of embarrassment for their higher up but they can't out of fear you'd kill them. To you, everyone was nothing but a pawn. What would a death or two mean to your majesty? You'd lable their demise as honorable for the 'cause of stealing the throne from the gods'

You shoving your cock inside scara as he cry's for you to pull out. "FUCK~ AH~ O-OKAY M' SORRY." but pleading wouldn't mean anything. He messed up the mission, you both we're in trouble regardless. Fucking him was personal. He needed to know his place. To know that he was nothing.

Cum inside of him and watch his small body squirm and his tongue stick out towards the two fatui watching, turn him around on his back so you see his face. Choke him with one hand and fuck him with the other.

He needed it to be BURNED in his mind that from this day. He'd be nothing but your cock sleeve.

"Y-yes Y/n.. I'm your Cocksleeve. Fill me up PLEASE~ M-MORE.. I WANT MORE OF YOUR CUM INSIDE ME~"

No wonder tartaglia admires the 1st harbinger. 🧍

A\n: 2nd attempt to post this -_-

[sherlockig]

stupid😭 puppet😭 pulled 😭it 😭off😭

[natjennie]

the way episode one is literally the blueprint... stede reads them bedtime stories and does the voices. "stupid puppet pulled it off 😭🤧" is the line of all time. not to mention "do the wooden boy voice!" and "ello I'm a little wooden boy and me legs are sticks.." and frenchie saying "pass the black thread pretty please" and "cheers m'dears" back to back like that isn't the sweetest thing I've ever heard. frenchie's songs!!! stede pays them and makes sure they're fed and they have enrichment on the ship, they have jam sessions together, they literally play sports in the boat. he takes the criticism that they don't have a flag and turns it into an opportunity for crafts and self-expression. he hangs all of their flags so no one feels left out. he gives olu and jim their own room because they clearly have something going on. "I've made a mistake. I'm not a pirate. I'm an idiot" as setup for THE pirate of the whole seven seas falling for him?! his wistful memories of his family shaken away for "my family is here now, at sea" while high on a rocky ledge plays? his whole fucking library filled with only his favorite books that he's read multiple times. and the crew cant read so HE READS THEM STORIES. AGAIN. HE READS TO THEM. and the whole fucking crew!!!!!!!! being a messy ragtag silly little family!! I REPEAT! THE ARTS AND CRAFTS?!??!? like!!!!!!! not to mention any of the shit with badminton like. just the b-plot of the episode is EVERYTHING.

[some-anonymity-preferred]

Stupid puppet pulled it off 😭

[amuseoffyre]

Ep1 vs Ep 10 - At long last, he’d become a real boy

OMFD fans: *sobbing* Stupid puppet pulled it off 😭

[tickling-giggles]

Hello there! First time actually writing a comment here so here it goes. Can I request an assclass story with a lee!karma. I just feel like there aren’t enough here @tickling-giggles

Ok putting this in the inbox cause I’m stupid and legit forgot about for like a week😅

Dirty work

A/N: I’m using the pool episode and there’s a part where karma is teasing terasaka and so terasaka calls him a wimp and yeah😭😭

P.S I’m sorry for being gone for like what two-ish weeks☠️☠️

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“Kinda hard to run from the wolves with a foot in your mouth just saying” karma smirked. “Why don’t you come down here and say that to my face you turd licker” terasaka huffs as he pull karma from off the rock above him and tosses him into the stream.

“I’M SUPPOSE TO BE YOUR PUPPET MASTER REMEMBER?!?” Karma shouted currently soaked. “SHUT UP DID YOU TAKE A TENTACLE TO THE GUT NO I DID BECAUSE YOU DON’T HAVE THE BALLS TO DO YOUR OWN DIRTY WORK” Terasaka yelled still trying to steady his breathing. “Yup it’s true you kept your distance the entire time” Meg agreed. “Aww don’t like getting your hands dirty Huh we can fix that” Nakamura mischievously grinned wiggling her fingers towards Karma.

“HEY HIROTOHOHO NAHAHAKAMURA KNOCK IT OFF” karma roared with laughter. “Let’s get him” Terasaka commanded as Meg and Yuzuki tickled his sides. “NOHOHO DO NAHAHAHT MEG YUZUKEHEHEHEHE”. “Well we can all agree that terasaka is not a master mind but when it comes to putting a plan into action he’s a great asset to the field” korosensei rambled to Nagisa as was observing the situation karma had put him self in.

“Hey terasaka go for his pits” Nagisa betrayed. “Oho a sweet spot eh”terasaka grinned at karma before attacking his armpits. “NAHAHAHGISA YOU DAHAHAHAMN TRAITOR TERESAKAAHAHAHA DOHOHO NAHAHAT NAGISAAAAAAA” Karma shrieked. “I know I’m so dead later but it’s worth it” Nagisa said to himself as the rest of his classmates were ethier tickling him or teasing him hell even both.

Korosensei smiling seeing all of his students having fun. “Oooh new intel for teasing Karma” he giggled evilly to himself. “Nagisa heard every word but kept looking the other way not wanting to be involved.

“Yeah get him terasaka” Mimura encouraged. “GAHAHAHAHA GEHEHET OAHAHAFF”karma wildly shook his head side to side until he seen sugino and asked for help. “HEHEHEY HEY SUGINOHO HELP MEHEHE PLEHEHEHASE”. “Ehh I don’t know” sugino teased. “PLEHEHEEEEASE” karma begged. “Alright but just letting you know that this is what you asked for” sugino shrugged his shoulders as he headed towards karma’s feet and started raking them. “SUGINOHOHO THAT IS NAHAHAHAHAHT WHAT I MEHEHEHEANT” Karma squealed as he kicked his feet.

“Wow great supervising game show gonna let the kid pass out?” Karasuma walked in crossing his arms with Irina right beside him.“Come on its just a little bit of playful banter— UhH rude much do you just have a goal to never call me by my name” korosensei pouted. “Maybe” Karasuma joked. “Alright think you tuckered out the boy enough” Karasuma clapping his hands to get everyone’s attention.

“Awww I didn’t know you had such a guy laugh” Irina teased. “Wehehe doh *hic*on’t speak ohof it” karma covering his face in embarrassment has he recovered.

[damonfuckingalbarn]

Hiya I’d love a match up please x

Hiii I would love a Britpop match up if your still doing them 🥰

I am 5”4, she/her with chest length dark brown hair. I have hazel eyes. I like to wear natural makeup and often leave my hair in brushed out loose curls simply because I have no hair or makeup skills 😭. I love all kinds of music but mainly 60s and 70s . My favourite artists are the Beatles, Dusty Springfield, the Rolling Stones, Fleetwood Mac, Kasabian, Arctic monkeys, Miles Kane, The last shadow puppets, mitski and Lana del Ray( I won���t mention any britpop artists for this). I love movies especially comedy and gangster movies my favourite movie is goodfellas. I love comedy and am a big fan of comedy panel shows aswell. I speak English, Irish and German. I love reading but don’t read as much as I used to. I am a Taurus. I am hoping to study to be a music journalist someday. I love having deep drunken conversations with people. I love going to concerts with friends and dancing in general tho I’m not good at it at all. I absolutely despise smoking... until i take a sip of alcohol then I could go through a whole pack.Hope this is alright thank u!! 😘

Okay so first off, you sound like such a cool person, like pls be my friend!!

Buuuuut, my first thought was that you and Damon would be such a good match up and that just came more obvious the more I read on!

He would definitely love that you make your appearance more natural and I could see him always trying to play with your hair. He loves that you wear it down because it means he can run his hands through it whenever he gets the chance or always wrapping your curls around his fingers

Evenings together would definitely consist of putting a record on, whenever he wants your attention he’d put one of your favourites on. You’d be trying to cook dinner and he’d have his hands wherever he can, trying his best to distract you from what you’re doing.

“Damon, we’re not going to have any dinner if you carry on” “just one dance darling, that’s all I need” but of course, one dance is never enough and it’s never long before you’re both dancing around the kitchen, laughing at the stupid moves you’re both pulling. It’s only when you smell burning that you suddenly remember what you were meant to be doing, before he distracted you.

Teaching him how to speak another language!!! He’s determined to learn German from you and every so often, he’ll surprise you with a new phrase he’d learnt and it would make you smile uncontrollably.

Also, learning a new language together!! Can you just imagine him trying to concentrate and the competitive side of him wanting to learn phrases faster than you “Come on darling, we’ve not done our practice for today”

He knows how much you want to be a music journalist and he’s desperate to try and help you in any way he can. Tells you what he thinks makes a good article or a good interview and let’s you write mock articles on unreleased songs, of course they’re always bias, but you appreciate all the help he gives you.

You pull a face and sarcastically roll your eyes every time he smoked in front of you but as soon as you’ve had just enough drinks you try and take a cigarette from his pocket as discreetly as possible.

Of course, it’s never that discreet and he always plays oblivious to the hand so obviously rooting in his pocket. When he knows you’re going out or to a party together, he always makes sure he has an extra packet of cigarettes in his pocket, just so there’s some for you to take.

I hope you liked that anon!! <3

I’ve never done one of these before so if it was a bit rubbish then I apologise greatly, but I really hope I was going along the right lines!!