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finally logged back in

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momo x okarun!!

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“You’re not leaving,” Kirishima says almost absently as he scrolls on his phone. “I told you, it’s not safe.”

Opposition reflex flares in you, instantaneous and white-hot. 

“You think you can stop me?” 

Kirishima’s eyes lift slowly from his phone screen to meet yours. There’s not an ounce of his usual boyish joy in his face as his brow lifts. No anger in him either. Just a sudden, bone-deep stillness that has your breath catching in your throat. 

Predator, your instincts shiver. Alpha. 

“You’re not leaving,” he says again, simply. Calmly, and a bit dismissive, as his eyes drop back down to his phone in his hand. 

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the secret to writing good smut that doesn't feel like you're just repeating the same words for junk and fucking over and over is to spend your effort writing about everything happening around the sex and everything happening inside the heads of the people having sex and before you know it you have four paragraphs of introspection and two paragraphs describing the space and it's okay to use the word cock again

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Patrol goes as usual. His sidekicks have settled into the routine, waving to the usual vendors, accepting the little treats they offer. Kirishima has grown to be a popular face around here-- so has Tamaki, of course, but the little guy has a different charismatic charm. He's going to go far as a hero, Fatgum decides.

The crowds are thinner than usual; the weather is getting colder and the coats are getting thicker. Fatgum never really needs a coat. His weight keeps him warm all winter.

"Oh my god--" A voice cuts through the usual din. "It's him!"

A Red Riot fan: Fatgum giggles at the thought. Baby's first die-hard. It's cute--

Until he turns around and realizes you're much too old for that. Maybe even too old for Suneater.

"Hey there," He reflexively steps in front of his boys. Nothing bad would happen, of course, it's just instinct.

"Hi! Wow, hi!" It takes a moment for Fatgum to realize your attention is locked on him. That's... strange. His fans are usually younger. And boys. Not pretty women, certainly not ones that look like--

Tai's never considered himself a pretty guy. Strong, nice, but never attractive: he's huge. both in height and in weight. It's not exactly the thing women tend to look for-

But the way you flutter your eyelashes and twiddle your fingers makes him feel hot.// Both physically and temperature wise. God, he swears he's already broken into a sweat under the absolute heat of your gaze--

"Oh," Fatgum scratches his cheek as he tries to come up with something to say. His heart is going to give out under the attention, but he's trying to play it off. "Um, did you need something?

Your eyes go wide and he swears there's a literal sparkle in them as you push up on to your toes. It's barely shortened the distance between you two, but his face immediately goes hot at the gesture.

"Baby-" You smile into your words. "I need your number."

He chokes on his own spit.

Two other girls emerge from the crowd, each one grabbing at your arms. They're clearly your friends by the way to chastise you immediately, snapping your name a bit too loudly.

"We're so sorry about her-" one sighs. "Small town girl doesn't know how to act around heroes."

"She's just like this." The other rolls her eyes. "You're her 'hear me out.'"

"Guys-" your voice drops to a whisper. "Don't ruin this for me."

Tai -not Fatgum, but Taishiro- thinks he might pass out. It's been a long time since he's dated. A very, very long time since a girl made a move on him.

"I'm sorry-" He turns back to his sidekicks. Kirishima is beaming, but Tamaki looks like he's swallowed a frog; he's clammy and bright red, clearly upset at the interaction. Oh, Tamaki, Taishiro thinks, the feeling is mutual. He really shouldn't be taking advantage of fans... and he really shouldn't be doing it in front of his boys. "Forgive me, uh, I can't--"

Genuine disappointment on your face surprises him. You bow a little, taking a step back to join your friends.

"Oh, it's okay," you sigh. "Thank you for your time."

"So sorry about her--" One of your friends repeats. Before he can change his mind. you're rushed away by your embarrassed friends, who titter over the interaction.

"You're sooo cringe!" Someone whines at you disappear into the crowd. Tamaki lets out a relieved sigh, glad to have escaped without having to say anything at all.

"Whoa," Kirishima gapes. "Does that happen a lot?!"

"Maybe to Hawks!" Fatgum tries to wave it off, despite how his face burns. "I don't think that's ever happened to me before."

Or will ever happen again.

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bakugo knows what to do, the first time the two of you are intimate, sure. like, he knows how sex works and it's not like he's never touched anyone ever, but it's you, so it's different.

he's never really thought about his own body outside of how it uses his quirk, but the first time he has you laid out beside him in his bed, he can't get over the grip in his chest over how small you feel compared to him. even if you aren't, really, he's just suddenly so aware of his strength and how easily you move under his hands, and the sudden weight of that responsibility and trust hits him just as much as the arousal from seeing you bare yourself to him for the first time does.

he's so careful with you. not because he thinks you're breakable, but because he's so worried that he's someone who breaks.

he stays up there, beside you, the first time he touches you. needs to keep his eyes on your face, to be able to watch your body warm and react to his hand. to see the flutter of your eyelashes when he finally touches down between your legs and finds you aching and wet and wanting, to know that the lurch in your body and the following moan from the soothe of his finger against your clit is a good startle, not a bad one.

the first time he eases himself into you, he's between your thighs. resting his weight on one of his elbows that's pressed beside your head into the bedding, because he has to watch your face as he makes his way inside of you. because it's so snug and so hot and it makes you whimper and whine and clutch at him.

he can't bring himself to move, can barely bring himself to breathe, until he sees you blink up at him, bleary and teary eyed with pleasure, and beg him to take you, please, please bakugo -

he learns you, eventually. where he can press, where he can be rough. but those first times with you, he has to prove himself. to you, and to himself, that he can be trusted with the enormity of your trust in him and the gentle plush of your body beneath his hands.

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one of those soulmate aus where you're so connected with your unknown soulmate thay you can even feel when they get aroused and stuff

and when you finally learn your soulmate is deku you just laugh and are like, no it can't be you, my soulmate is a freak, like they jerk off four times a day - as deku is standing there turning red and absolutely dying inside

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Hey everyone, I know it's going to be a busy day for a lot of people, but Google enrolled everyone over 18 into their AI program automatically.

If you have a google account, first go to gemini.google.com/extensions and turn everything off.

Then you need to go to myactivity.google.com/product/gemini and turn off all Gemini activity tracking. You do have to do them in that order to make sure it works.

Honestly, I'm not sure how long this will last, but this should keep Gemini off your projects for a bit.

I saw this over on bluesky and figured it would be good to spread on here. It only takes a few minutes to do.

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And FUCK these guys

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reblog for easter

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i love love love fanfiction so much. it’s so silly and fun and meaningful. i love that slightly groggy, disconnected feeling you get, blinking away from a really immersive fic. i love when you can read between the characters and see the person who wrote it, shining through their actions or their fears or their hopes. i love when you can’t; when the fic and the characters feel indistinguishable from canon, like they could sit side-by-side. i love fanfiction. i love that it’s human nature to just want to tell each other the same stories about the same people, just in different voices, over and over and over again. i love it. i love that we’ll wait for more of our favourites, that we treat the pieces we love like something to hold and share and marvel over. It feels like being twelve and sitting in front of a bonfire and being so sure that the night is going to prove that there’s vampires or the camp ground is haunted or that somehow you’ll get your first kiss—it feels like excitement. I can’t remember what it felt like, when I knew I could read stories by myself, when I realised that there was a whole world of them out there. Sometimes I think that first fanfic, the first wave of awe when I realised people could just continue stories they liked—that that must’ve been it. The moment of realisation. All the possibilities, opening up. All those worlds, all those endings. All those beginnings that we keep telling each other, over and over and over again.

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fun au thing where you go to sleep in the uncomfortable bed of your first apartment when you’re twenty-one, and when you wake up the next morning the bed is bigger, way better in a completely different room and also you’re like, old now (you’re thirty-six) and why the fuck are you wearing a wedding ring and also why the fuck is that man (that you vaguely recognise as that kid from when you were a teenager who y’know, stopped the whole war-in-japan thing, deku) coming out of the bathroom, also old, also shirtless, and calling you sweetheart???

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the things i would do to, for and with this man…. wow

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jaws theme starts playing

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I let Enji top, too, sometimes 😌

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Will they ever find out who is this mysterious biker?